"It's better to return this thing as soon as possible, or maybe there will be another lawsuit."

Jiang Jingyue thought about it and decided to return this thing to Jia Siwen tomorrow.

Suddenly, something fell out of it and she couldn't take her eyes off it for a long time.

She held the invitation that fell out, and she didn't feel good in her heart.

In fact, he was also very talented in writing in his previous life.

I have loved reading since I was a child, and I love to read all kinds of miscellaneous books from all over the world.

After reading it, I loved to make up stories, and it was only later that I learned that I could still contribute to the magazine.

When she was full of joy and held the registration form to show her mother, what she was exchanged for was a burst of ridicule from her.

"As you wrote? Can it still be accepted by the magazine? ”

At that time, her gaze and her indifferent words were like a bucket of cold water that drenched Jiang Jingyue from head to toe.

"I just want to write, I want to earn some money"

Jiang Jingyue remembered that no matter how much she insisted and begged, her mother didn't take it seriously, so she didn't let her do what she had to do, and don't stop her from doing things.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingyue looked at the submission application form that appeared again in her hand, and felt bitter in her heart.

"Why don't you do it again?"

There was a voice in her head talking to her.

"I'm sorry for myself."

"Yes" Jiang Jingyue finally understood, she needed to have money.

Although the manuscript fee is not much, it is the most likely original accumulation to be achieved at present.

Without further hesitation, she picked up the application form and filled it out.

It took another hour to finish writing a short story.

In fact, articles for children do not need to have too much text embellishment.

The most important thing is to write stories that protect their innocence.

And childlike innocence, this thing has been forced to be sealed by many children when they grow up.

Jiang Jingyue put away her things and planned to go to the post office tomorrow to send them out.

Looking at the time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Oops, the homework is not finished yet.

Just as she was about to do her homework, the system went silent.

"Yueyue, you haven't eaten yet, according to your current physical indicators, it's not appropriate to do your homework now"

"That's right," Jiang Jingyue suddenly reacted, "I haven't had dinner yet."

She opened the door and went out of the room, quietly opening the door to the next room.

The light inside was dark, and by the faint light of the living room, she saw that her mother was lying on the bed, and she should have fallen asleep.

It seems that my mother was tired of crying and fell asleep. Jiang Jingyue also wanted to tell her mother to stop worrying, but unfortunately now is not a good time.

She closed the door again, and her younger brother Jiang Qiushui, who was silently watching cartoons in the living room, leaned over and said cautiously, "Sister, I'm hungry."

She is less than ten years old this year, and her younger brother is only six or seven years old, and he is not usually good at cooking.

But now she can cook. Jiang Jingyue took her younger brother downstairs and asked her younger brother to wash her vegetables.

Jiang Qiushui pouted and was unhappy, "I won't, I don't want to do this, my mother didn't let me do this"

The younger brother Jiang Qiushui was used to being a little willful by his mother Jiang Zhuzhu.

But the good nature is not bad, and it can be cured.

As for how to cure it?

Jiang Jingyue took a chopstick and broke it directly in front of him.

"Do you want to get beaten? Don't try to tell your mom that she doesn't bother with you now."

Seeing this, Jiang Qiushui finally stopped making a fuss and obediently went to wash the dishes.

It's just that the tangled expression on his face seems to be constipated.

"If you want to go to, hurry up, can I still let you go to the bathroom?" Jiang Jingyue really can't get used to it.

"Sister, can I discuss something with you?"