What a coincidence, it's on the shelves today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I actually put it on the shelves with the embarrassing data of 1 recommendation vote, and I was really pleasantly surprised when I found out about it.

It's a bit embarrassing that my sixth chapter has barely started, so except for some VIP chapters, the next updates are still mostly free chapters.

I haven't asked for a recommendation ticket yet, and suddenly it's time to ask for a monthly pass, and I have the impression that the monthly pass is still far away from me.

Hawkers, if you want to say thank you, it's naturally the editor of supper. Although we don't have much contact, the reason why this novel can be serialized in popularity, put on the shelves, etc., needless to say, we know whose efforts it is. If nothing else, the encouragement alone has benefited me a lot.

It's rare to be with my parents today, my dad is so tired that he lies on the bed to rest, my mom suddenly pointed to my dad's eyelashes and said, "You have a hair (very long)", and my dad said: "This is a blessing hair". My mother smiled, "It's a blessing I gave you." The father lazily replied, "This is my son's." My mom laughed right away, and even I was embarrassed.

My parents are very tired, and I am sick, and I can't help much, and I've always been ashamed, and I can't even laugh on the side. Laziness doesn't mean how chic he is, but it means that he is so tired that he doesn't even bother to speak, but he still mutters words in a happy tone.

I'm ashamed.

Happiness beyond reach.

I had the idea of writing a novel called "The Romantic Genealogy" to dramatically record the relationship between my grandparents and my parents. Each of them has a life experience comparable to a TV series: grandpa is a landlord, only a small house is left after being suppressed, grandpa is very talented and handsome, music, calligraphy and chess skills are very good, and the educated youth met their grandmother when they went to the countryside. Dad was stubborn when he was a child, he didn't read much, and he met his mother who was herding cattle in the mountains, so he fell in love. Mom was very cute then (and very cute now), and Dad used to ride his bicycle over the mountains just to see Mom......

So they showed a lifetime of affection in front of me, and of course there was friction.

I want to put them in my pen, but I am afraid that if the record is not good, it will only add to the laughing stock.

I'm not sure if I'll write it, but I just know one thing: unless I have the strength to write it into a classic, I won't touch the subject matter lightly.

Since it's a testimonial, I won't say more, I won't let down the readers who are waiting to be fed, this is my guarantee.