Zhou Jingrong used to stay up late in order to catch up with the manuscript.

It was bitter that he had to accompany her, but the next day he was not in good spirits and stood there drowsy.

Zhou Jingrong rushed to catch up on the song, and Yayi made fun of the song while dressing her up: "Where is she accompanying you, she obviously wants to know the storyline of the legend of the merman in advance." ”

However, last night Zhou Jingrong did not draw a cartoon, but drew an event poster.

Yayi looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the case, and asked curiously: "Second grandma, what did you draw?" ”

Zhou Jingrong patiently explained: "Isn't our third princess of the shark not yet named, I plan to hold an event to name her so that everyone can participate." ”

Yayi was a little surprised: "The characters you drew let others choose names?" ”

Zhou Jingrong nodded: "Yes, not only to choose a name, but also to vote for a ranking, take the first list, and the lottery head." Hosting an event can be a great way to get the word out, and increasing engagement will make readers more connected to the story, which will keep you coming back to a larger audience. ”

Yayi found that Zhou Jingrong always said some strange words that people couldn't understand, but she could understand the general idea, and couldn't help but be amazed by her novel ideas.

After the maid made breakfast, Yayi also finished dressing up for Zhou Jingrong.

Zhou Jingrong walked to the dining table, looked at a table of cold pastries, and asked, "Where is my xiaolongbao?" ”

Yayi reminded: "Second grandma, today is the Cold Food Festival. ”

Cold food festival, no smoking, eat cold food.

Zhou Jingrong suddenly felt that the sky had become gray, the plan of the day lies in the morning, and the plan of the morning lies in Xiaolongbao! This kind of pastry food is just a snack for her, not a staple food, but she still likes hot buns and rice.

Zhou Jingrong was hungry for two days and finally survived the Cold Food Festival.

The name recruitment activity held by Qi Wuju kicked off vigorously, and Zhou Jingrong finally had a hot meal.

However, the fly in the ointment is that this meal was eaten with everyone in the Fu family.

After the meal, Zhou Jingrong first swallowed a bowl of rice to fill her stomach, and the rest of the time was spent on not using mixed chopsticks and private chopsticks, and her appetite was consumed.

Fu Jiao looked at Zhou Jingrong's cramped appearance, and couldn't help but let out a sneer: "In the end, he was born in a business, where do you understand the rules of a big family." Erlang, you are still good at teaching, so you don't have to go out and throw our Fu family ...... later."

With a "snap", Mrs. Fu slapped the chopsticks on the table, interrupted Fu Jiao's words, and looked over coldly: "You have rules, you don't eat and sleep, but I haven't taught you?" ”

"Mother!" Fu Jiao looked at Mrs. Fu in shock, her face turned from red to white, as if she didn't expect her to reprimand Zhou Jingrong out loud.

Old Lady Fu suddenly became angry and the room was silent, and Zhou Jingrong was even more frightened. The tension between the mother and daughter arose because of her, and she couldn't pretend to be dead, so she wanted to mediate.

Before Zhou Jingrong could speak, his hand was held, and a warm touch came.

She turned her head to look, only to see Fu Yunshen lowering his eyes and not looking at her, only gently squeezing her hand, signaling her not to add fuel to the fire.

Wu glanced at his youngest daughter Fu Raohua and Fu Yunshen's widowed sister-in-law Gan Tang, Gan Tang put down Brother Zhen and patted him on the head, and Fu Raohua led him to Mrs. Fu's side.

One of these two is Mrs. Fu's youngest granddaughter, and the other is her great-grandson, both of whom are very much loved by her.

Although Brother Zhen is only five years old, he is smart and clever like a little adult, he held his small bowl to Mrs. Fu, and said crisply: "Grandma, eat!" ”

Old Lady Fu suddenly smiled, and everyone echoed and ridiculed, and the atmosphere became happy again.

Fu Jiao was angry and aggrieved, and glanced at Zhou Jingrong fiercely. Zhou Jingrong lost her appetite even more, and silently put down her chopsticks.

After dinner, Zhou Jingrong and Fu Yunshen returned to the World Security Courtyard together.

Xu was in a hurry to eat just now, and he was nervous again, and Zhou Jingrong's stomach was a little uncomfortable.

She followed behind Fu Yunshen, rubbing her stomach and whispering: "Why is your aunt so fierce, always targeting me." ”

It's strange to say that everyone in the Fu family should not like Zhou Jingrong, but no one has repeatedly provoked like Fu Jiao, as if they hate her to the core.

Fu Yunshen didn't answer, turned around and went to the small study.

Zhou Jingrong didn't expect him to say anything, he was already very righteous to be able to remind her what to do in that situation just now.

Zhou Jingrong was lying on the bed, her face was pale, and she wanted to find a doctor in a hurry, but she stopped her. If it is known that she has a stomach ache that she didn't eat, the Fu family may think that she is hypocritical.

Yayi walked in with a small plate of fruit: "Second grandma, this is the sour plum fruit that the second master sent someone to bring to help you eat, you can eat some." ”

Zhou Jingrong was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Fu Yunshen to be so considerate and careful.

When Fu Yunshen returned to the room, Zhou Jingrong took the initiative to express his gratitude: "Fu Yunshen, thank you, I ate sour plum fruit, and my stomach is much more comfortable." ”

Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yanfeng was sent to you?" ”

Zhou Jingrong was slightly stunned, and then reacted: "It's not for me?" ”

Fu Yunshen glanced at her lightly, and simply replied with two words: "No." ”

Zhou Jingrong was embarrassed, laughed a few times, hurriedly returned to the bed, and wrapped herself in the quilt.

It turned out that the sour plum fruit was not for her, and she was still amorous, which was really embarrassing to throw it to her grandmother's house!

Zhou Jingrong, who was hiding in the quilt, naturally didn't see the slight smile on Fu Yunshen's lips.