Meng Wen looked at his excited cousin and didn't say anything, just patted Wang Bo's shoulder and motioned for the two to go out.

Meng Wen arrived in the living room, only to find that the uncle's family had come, Meng Wen greeted him one by one, and looked at everyone so stunned, he couldn't help but be a little inexplicable, could it be that everyone was shocked by their own poems?

"Meng Wen, I haven't seen you for half a year, and I've increased my ability. This is Meng Xue said loudly.

"Average, average" Meng Wen was modest, but suddenly had a bad premonition, Meng Xue didn't praise herself, and if she praised herself, something unlucky was about to happen.

Sure enough, after Meng Wen finished speaking, Meng Xue didn't answer, but just looked at Meng Wen with a smile. Meng Wen saw Meng Xue's expression, and this premonition was even stronger.

"It's average, I think it's very unusual," at this time, her mother Xu Lan suddenly said angrily.

"What's wrong with you, didn't you just write a poem? Duo'er ......" Meng Wen set his eyes on Wang Duo'er, hoping that Duo'er could give a hint.

"It's not about poetry, it's about your car. Duo'er whispered.

"What's wrong with my car" Meng Wen was a little confused.

"What's wrong? You tell me how much did you buy your car?" asked her mother Xu Lan again.

Meng Wen heard his mother's question, quickly glanced at everyone, and when he saw Meng Xue, he could finally be sure that Meng Xue must have said something in front of everyone, but this kind of model is rare, how did Meng Xue know. Meng Wen was a little strange, and couldn't help glaring at Meng Xue fiercely.

Meng Xue had been looking at Meng Wen there for a long time, just waiting for Meng Wen to glare at her. Now when she saw Meng Wen glaring at her, she immediately glared back triumphantly, hating Meng Wen.

However, Meng Wen also knew that now was not the time to entangle Meng Xue's affairs, and the most important thing was to calm his mother's anger first.

"I'm not supporting the façade of the company, I can't take it out when I don't have a good car to pick up stars. Meng Wen immediately found a reason and said.

"If you have a good car, why do you have to buy a Volvo. Spend so much money to buy a Volvo, and others can tell the difference between good and bad. What do you say isn't a loser?"

"Why don't I buy another famous one?" Meng Wen asked.

"Buy it back, you want to me off, right? ”

"Meng Wen is really rich now, and he is starting to get rich," Meng Xue next to him seemed to think that things were not serious.

"You said you bought three cars, all of them are so expensive, and where did you get the money to buy the car, don't tell me that it's just four million, that's not enough at all. The mother asked.

"Those two are cheap," Meng Wen explained, and then said, "Don't I still have more than a million novel manuscript fees?"

"Stinky boy, the wings are really stiff, squeeze a little and say a little, you give me an honest explanation, is there any other money?"

"It's really gone this time," Meng Wen looked at his mother's suspicious eyes, "I will also write novels, write songs, and shoot some online dramas." The others are really gone, and I won't be able to do anything else with your son. ”

"Listen, you can also write novels, write songs, and shoot some online dramas, and these are not satisfied, we are all the same," uncle Wang Weigang said with a smile.

Mother Xu Lan heard that even her brother-in-law, who was the director of the public security bureau, praised her son, and her heart felt like she had been smeared with honey, and she was a little proud, and most of her anger disappeared, and it was not good to have a seizure in front of everyone, and the rest would go home slowly. If you talk too much, you will be hypocritical.

"You're missing something," Doll suddenly interjected, shaking the manuscript paper in her hand as she spoke. "Brother Meng Wen, you can also write poems. ”

Meng Wen looked at Duo'er and was a little speechless, Duo'er came out for a long time, and only now did she say it.

"Okay, two, don't be depressed. Isn't making money just spent, if our Wang Boer is enough to have half of Meng Wen's income, I will have to steal the fun. After Aunt Meng Wen finished speaking, she said to Duo'er: "Duo'er, hurry up and read it out, so that everyone can enjoy it." ”

"Okay," Doll replied happily. began to pick up the paper and read,

"Facing the Haihe River, the spring flowers are blooming

From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person

Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world

......

I only want to face the Haihe River and bloom in spring."

When Duo'er finished reading, everyone couldn't help but applaud.

"Meng Wen, I mentioned before that you would publish a poetry collection, you can really think about it. Your poem is so well written" sister-in-law Meng Hongyan once again raised the topic of letting Meng Wen publish a collection of poems, Meng Hongyan just said that before, and did not take it too seriously, that is, grandpa cared.

But now Meng Hongyan saw that Meng Wen was so good at writing such a beautiful poem, so she was moved again. Although everyone doesn't know how to appreciate poetry, but the basic judgment is there, don't look at the artistic conception of the poem, but the poem feels very comfortable when you listen to it, not everyone can do it.

"If Meng Wen is not in a hurry to publish a poetry collection, I can contact Xinzhi Magazine for you, and you can publish a single poem you wrote to expand your popularity, this magazine is still very influential in the country. The poems and essays written by our school teachers are all published in Xinzhi Magazine. The headmaster's uncle also spoke at this time.

Meng Wen has no interest in publishing a collection of poems, and when he thinks about writing poems and writing a book, Meng Wen shudders a little, he knows so many poems that have been widely circulated in his previous life, and he can't make up a book at all. However, I still agree with the uncle's point of view, especially the sentence that can expand popularity, thinking of his own belief system, what is lacking is popularity.

"Then thank you, uncle. Meng Wen said.

"What's so thankful for this, you will have a chance in the future, and we will all be able to get clean then. Uncle said with a smile.

Sister-in-law Meng Hongyan couldn't help but wonder when she saw that Meng Wen would rather publish a single poem than publish a collection of poems. "Meng Wen, since you want to publish in the newspaper, why can't you publish a collection of poems?"

"It's okay to write a few poems, but I can't write a book of poems. Meng Wen saw that his sister-in-law was holding on to the poetry collection, so he had to say what was in his heart.

"What's so hard to write then, you see you've only been writing such a good poem for a while. You ......"

"It's not one, it's two," Doll corrected. is also a character who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"There's another song, then you should read it to everyone. ”

"That one is at my brother's" Wang Duoer pointed at Wang Bo, and regretted that she didn't ask for that poem before.

"Then Wang Bo will come and read it"

"En" is different from Duo'er's depression, Wang Bo is a little proud now. pretended to straighten his throat before he began to recite poetry,

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,

The people watching the view are watching you from upstairs.

The moon adorns your windows,

You decorate other people's dreams. ”

"That's gone" Meng Xue had just finished listening to it, and saw that Wang Bo had stopped.

Without waiting for Wang Bo to answer, the grandfather next to him opened his mouth and repeated the last two sentences: "The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams." It's really amazingly written. It is easy to understand at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, it contains infinite philosophy and wisdom of life. ”

"Meng Wen, how did you grow your brain? You can write such philosophical verses. The sister-in-law touched Meng Wen's head and said.

"I didn't think about it that much, I just wrote it casually. ”

"I'll contact the magazine for you, these two poems must be published," Uncle Meng Hongtu interjected next to him, and after speaking, he hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed out.

Next to her, Meng Xue had already come to Duo'er and Wang Bo, looking at these two poems with envy, but she was wondering how she could ask for a poem from Meng Wen.