"Hou, as soon as I graduate from college, I will urge him to give me a grandson as soon as possible!" These are my mother-in-law's exact words.

In 2006, Mr. Hou went to university, I was in the fourth grade of primary school, and in 2008, Mr. Hou started writing, and I was in the sixth grade of primary school. In 2011, my head was empty, and I was urged by fans to update, and I was a freshman in high school. In 2014, Mr. Hou was 26 years old and had been working for 4 years, and I was a freshman.

When Mr. Hou went to BJ for the first time, Sister Wen, who was my mother-in-law, and Fourth Sister Wen, who was his aunt, personally escorted Mr. Hou to BJ and had a BJ roast duck meal with Mr. Tang Chuan. Seeing that the teacher was quite reliable, the two placed Mr. Hou in a long-term rental house in a hotel, and happily went to Tiananmen Square and the Great Wall to check in.

Mr. Hou is free, and finally he doesn't have to be arranged on a blind date, he can finally order takeout every day and start his northern drift. BJ has no love story, only countless loneliness and bitterness.

I have worked with several teachers and changed jobs several times. A job resume in 2014 in the mailbox: There are two TV dramas involved in the writing experience, both of which are industry dramas and period dramas, and have hundreds of script review experience, can make relatively objective professional evaluations, write outlines, character biographies, episode synopses, etc., and have written online dramas and TV drama outlines, can skillfully write report review materials, and have worked as a literary editor in the company for half a year.

I've asked him many times about his experiences that I've had time to participate in, and he always says, "There's no special story, every day with words." ”

In a small room, a chubby Mr. Hou, his fingers fluttering on the keyboard, he sometimes puts on some pure music without lyrics, and when he writes, it doesn't matter if it's day or night outside the window, one cigarette goes out and ignites another, he is fully engaged in his creation, only the knock on the door of takeaway can pull him back to the real world.

It's probably the same every day, I received the manuscript fee, I paid the salary, and I wanted to go to the club once, but BJ's young lady was too expensive, the rent was too expensive, and the takeaway was too expensive. So, he secretly vowed to make more money, and after paying for the manuscript, he would buy a mink for his mother.

Every time I can't get the manuscript fee, it is my mother's support that can survive. Mom said, "Don't drift north, come back and mom will raise you!" ”

Mr. Hou returned to his hometown and was escorted by his mother, grandfather, and aunt to apply for a job as a security guard.

During this period, the family has been introducing him to blind dates, two years older than him, almost chubby with him, all kinds of outrageous, look at what kind of blind date others introduce to you, you know what kind of person you are in the eyes of others, because of blind dates, Mr. Hou has quarreled with his aunt.

"Hou, the security guards did a great job! Everyone was ready to promote him to be the captain of the security guard, and he went to BJ again. "My mother-in-law felt that he had lost a good job with five insurances and one housing fund.

Mr. Hou was unwilling and didn't want to go on a blind date again, so he went to BJ again with freedom and dreams.

But he still didn't succeed, and his family was cut off from his financial resources, so he was asked to return to his hometown.

In 2017, he went on a blind date for the last time and finally fell in love. After talking for more than a week, the girl said that she wanted to go to Shanghai to break through and broke up.

Mr. Hou was very happy, and he and Liu Hao happily went to the Internet café to play games all night.

"It's too much, that girl is too much, and it's finally divided."

Liu Hao asked Mr. Hou, "Have you slept?" ”

"Slept once."

(End of chapter)