"It's not old or young if you catch it, Xiaoyu, why don't you call me to go with you when you go to catch the sea? I love the feeling of being rewarded. Gu Yu carried a bucket full of seafood and returned home with An Xin talking and laughing.

Jiang Dehua, who was washing clothes in the yard, greeted him and checked the harvest of the two.

"Today I didn't want to take my cousin to experience it, and I didn't want to catch much, mainly because I played, I didn't think that my cousin brought good luck, and the king of clams caught a lot of them, auntie, add a dish at night." Gu Yu said with a smile.

"No, it's Xiaoyu who will catch it." An Yi heard Gu Yu praise her and replied in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll make you a seafood stew." After Jiang Dehua finished speaking, he carried the two buckets into the kitchen.

"The weather is nice today, do you want to go to the roof to see the smoke curling and watch the tide rise and fall?" Gu Yu sent out another invitation, and An Yi naturally nodded happily in agreement.

When Jiang Yafei and Jiang Yaning came back from school at noon, they saw Gu Yu and An Yi standing on the roof, talking and laughing,

"Antai! Antai! Yafei stomped his feet angrily, and didn't care whether it would cause misunderstanding among the elders, so he shouted at the roof.

"You call me?" As a result, Uncle Antai walked out, and Jiang Yafei was stunned.

"You kid, no big or small!" Antai said solemnly with a frown.

"No, I'm not calling you, I'm calling your daughter's nickname." Jiang Yafei hurriedly explained, and seeing that her uncle was angry, she pulled Yaning and ran to the side and went to the roof.

Looking at her niece's panicked back, Antai shook her head, just like her mother.

"Brother, what are you doing on the roof?" Yafei just climbed up the ladder and stood beside Gu Yu.

"Xiaoyu is taking me to see the ebb and flow of the tide, and the smoke curls up." An Yi replied softly, her eyes couldn't help but drift to Gu Yu, the relationship between the two of them in the morning fascinated her, this is an experience that has never been experienced before, both romantic and not lacking in human fireworks, both literary discussions and trivial family exchanges, An Yi's eyes were all Gu Yu, and she didn't notice that after Yafei heard her words, she pursed her lips and parroted in a low voice.

"The tide rises and falls, the smoke curls ~ cut, the stinky old nine, it should be reformed." Gu Yu gently rubbed Yafei's head amusedly, and his eyes signaled her not to talk nonsense.

"School's out? Hungry or not? Seeing that Gu Yu was still close to him, Yafei's heart instantly felt a lot better, and he temporarily dissipated his jealousy with An Yi.

"It's fine." Yafei replied to Gu Yu with a bright smile.

"I didn't think that listening to Cousin An Yi's words really had some artistic background." Jiang Yaning looked at the scenery in the distance and near that reflected each other, forming a beautiful and quiet picture, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his face.

Yafei glared at her sister when she heard this, it was really useless to find her to form an alliance.

"Xiaoyu, it's time to eat, take them down quickly." Jiang Dehua stood in the courtyard, raised his head and shouted at the roof, his voice was so loud that he felt that the entire family area could hear it.

"Here, let's go down." Gu Yu agreed. I just ate it briefly at noon, and waited for Jiang Defu to get off work in the evening before the main meal, and he also called Lao Ding to accompany the guests.

In the afternoon, Gu Yu took it to An Jie to read first.

"Mom, this is the first time I've written a medium-length novel, and I'm a little bottomless, you help me straighten the axe, and your family members have the best literary skills." Gu Yu sat on the sofa next to An Jie, and the mother and son had a close relationship.

"You kid has a sweet mouth, you know every day to pour me ecstasy soup, I still eat your set, you are already the most knowledgeable in our family, we have also read yours before, and it is very well written, Li Yunlong and Monk Wei, Zhao Gang, Chu Yunfei are all portrayed very expressively, especially the protagonist Li Yunlong, who is unique in your pen, your father likes the characters you create, you tell me the truth, you are really based on your father? He's not here at this moment, so you don't have to pat him on the back. An Jie took Gu Yu's hand and patted it gently, looking relieved and proud, and joked as she spoke.

Gu Yu's book has been written for a while, and everyone in the family has read it, and Jiang Defu is very empathetic to the role of Li Yunlong.

"I can only say that there is a reference, Mom, you don't know yet, their generation actually has some Li Yunlong's personality and behavior style, and it is written later that he married Tian Yu, which is also a reference to the married life of you and my father, but I can't write about your happiness and sweetness." Gu Yu smiled, and a few words made the smile on An Jie's face a little sweeter.

"Xiaoyu still wrote? Can you give your uncle an appreciation? Antai sat aside and asked with interest.

"Of course, you're his uncle, and it won't be long before this book is published!" An Jie helped Gu Yu and handed the manuscript in her hand to her eldest brother, she seemed to think that it was a sure thing for publication and distribution.

First, it is a strong belief in Gu Yu and this book, and the second is that the deputy editor-in-chief of the People's Liberation Army Publishing House is Jiang Defu's old comrade-in-arms, and she asked Jiang Defu to contact him early on.

"It's so well written, and the description of the battle at the beginning is fascinating!" Antai praised at first, but slowly became more and more energetic, and lost his voice.

Gu Yu's book is actually a little different from the current mainstream creative style, and the characters created are more realistic and vivid.

In an age when there's little entertainment, a good book is too appealing.

"Xiaoyu, why did you choose a military theme for the first part? I read that the poems you wrote before are very meaningful, and I thought that you would create a poem that is closer to social reality or full of hazy feelings. Seeing that his eldest brother was immersed in it, An Jie shook his head with a smile, and pulled Gu Yu's mother and son to talk about their hearts.

She likes to talk to Gu Yu about some topics of literary creation, and only Gu Yu can talk to her in this family.

"Mom, firstly, my experience is not enough, even if I barely use my literary talent to write a realistic theme, it is only in vain, and secondly, the current mainstream, the environment tells me that I should create such a type." Gu Yu and An Jie are not hiding and pinching, in this world, Jiang Defu's family is his relatives and the people he trusts the most.

An Jie nodded when he heard this, patted his adopted son's hand with relief, and suddenly found that Gu Yu had really grown up, in addition to the IQ and calm personality that had always made them proud, he was now more mature in the world.

"When your dad comes back in the evening, I'll ask him to contact Lao Zheng, let's use this one to accumulate more popularity first!"

"Heroes see the same thing." Gu Yu and An Jie looked at each other and smiled.

"By the way, Xiaoyu, the manuscript fee here is more, you can't spend it like the original one, you have to save some in a plan, don't keep buying snacks and toys for your younger brothers and sisters, especially those two girls, you are too used to them..."