Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 2 Literary World System
A month later, Zhang Chong was walking on the lawn with a cane, looking at the little girl running around in front of him with a smile on his face.

The little girl had some ties with her at the beginning, but as time went by, the relationship between the father and daughter became better and better, and sometimes Hu Huifang would even call her a little traitor, saying that if she had a father, she would no longer have grandparents.

Every time Pengpeng was complained by grandma, she would open her eyes wide and say naively, "Dad just woke up, so of course he has to take good care of him."

What a blessing to have a daughter.

But with happiness comes misfortune.

He spent a lot of money in the hospital in the past five years, and the family spent a lot of money. In the first two years, it was fine, and it was only 8000 yuan a month, but after that, the cost doubled.

His father opened a small supermarket, and his mother taught in a middle school. Afterwards, the family's finances were a little bit unsustainable. They even sold the old house at home. If Zhang Zhong didn't wake up, they would have nothing to do.

The world he lives in is slightly more advanced than the earth technology in 2019, but it is not much ahead. Huaxia is also similar to China.

When he was on Earth, he started from scratch relying on 40-year leading technology, but when he returned to this world, this advantage was gone.Even, he wants to go back to his old job now, but he can't do it as a programmer. His current professional knowledge can't keep up at all.

how to make money.

Zhang Zhong never imagined that one day he would have to worry about this matter. On Earth, he is an incomparably rich existence.If he is just a person, then it doesn't matter, the life of the poor is not unbearable for him, but what about Peng Peng.

Raising a child is not easy. The kindergarten that Pengpeng attends now costs 9000 yuan a semester, and [-] yuan a year, not counting other expenses.

Therefore, for the sake of his daughter, he must make money.

This month, he has been thinking about this problem, but a month has passed, and he still can't think of any way to make money quickly.Maybe I can only wait until my body recovers, and find a job that doesn't require any skills to be an office worker.

[The host's body has reached the minimum standard, and the literary world system starts, and the loading time is 24 hours. 】

Suddenly, a strange voice came to mind.

The literary world system?

As a time traveler, of course, I had fantasies about such things as systems, but when I traveled to Earth, I didn't have any systems by my side.Unexpectedly, after I came back, a system appeared.

I don't know what this system does for the time being, but just looking at the name, it seems to be related to literature.Thinking about it this way, it is somewhat possible that this world is actually very similar to the earth, including the historical background, the difference is only some small details in the big frame.

In terms of literature, the two worlds have similarities, but also many differences.There are many works on earth that don't exist in this world, but it doesn't mean that literature and art in this world are not flourishing.

On the contrary, it is more profitable to engage in literature in this world. First, there are many audiences. Although they are also impacted by online literature, traditional literature has not declined, and there are still many audiences.Moreover, the awareness of copyright in this world is very strong, and there is basically no piracy, so it is possible to make money in literature.

"Dad, Dad, I was bitten by a small mosquito with a big bag." Peng Peng ran over, showing the small red bag on his arm like Zhang Chong.

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll ask your grandma to apply some balm to you in a while. Mosquitoes are very afraid of the smell of balm, and they will run away when they see you in the future."

"Oh, I know."

It's summer and mosquitoes are normal.

But after a while, Peng Peng ran back again, "Dad, Dad, what if the mosquito comes back and bites me with its nose pinched."

……

Zhang Zhong felt that this question was a bit out of line, and he had no way to answer it.

Fortunately, the child is easier to pass away. Zhang Zhong said that he would buy her snacks, and she forgot about the mosquito.

Because it was summer vacation, Pengpeng would stay with her in the hospital during the day, and at noon and evening, the old couple would come over to bring them meals. At night, Zhang Zhong lived in the hospital alone.

He plans to leave the hospital in a few days. The cost of the rehabilitation center is really high. He can walk with crutches now, and it is possible to go back for rehabilitation.

On the second day, the system that had been unresponsive finally received a message.

[Literary World system is loaded, extract the first work for the host, the first work is free, and you need to exchange points for more works, please host. 】

[The works are being extracted. 】

[The extraction of works is complete. 】

[Extract the work "Jieyou Grocery Store", check and accept. 】

Zhang Zhong chose to check it, and then all the information of "Jieyou Grocery Store" flooded into his mind.

Imagining "Jieyou Grocery Store", all the words came to mind.Zhang Chong did not expect that the first book given to him by the system would be "Worry Relief Grocery Store". This book is indeed very famous on earth, and it has also been made into a film and television work.

As for the system saying that if you want a work in the future, you need points to redeem, Zhang Zhong doesn't quite understand how to get these points, the system didn't say.

He asked his father to bring over the old notebook that he had used before at home. Although the notebook was a bit old, it was barely usable.

After getting the notebook, he began to enter the "Jieyou Grocery Store" in his mind into the computer.

"Father, what are you doing?" Pengpeng asked with his eyes open as he crouched next to Zhang Zhong holding a brown bear.

Zhang Zhong gently touched the little girl's head and said with a smile, "Father is writing."

"What are you writing?"

"Hmm... I'm writing a story."

"Wow, story wow, will daddy tell me stories? Grandma tells me stories every day when she's at home."

When the little girl said this, Zhang Zhong remembered that he had never told her a story.

I simply ignored the book, but hugged my daughter on my lap and started telling her stories.

"One night, there were three thieves named Xiao Ming, Xiao Gang, and Xiao Qiang. They stole a car and were running away..."

He roughly processed the story of "Jieyou Grocery Store", and then told Peng Peng.

The story of "Jieyou Grocery Store" is very long. Of course, Zhang Zhong couldn't finish telling Pengpeng all of it in a short while. When he was talking about the first letter they received, the nurse came to remind him to go out for rehabilitation. exercise.

Pengpeng was a bit reluctant, but she also knew that her father had to do rehabilitation exercises every day, so she could only reluctantly say, "Dad, can you tell me tomorrow?"

Zhang Zhong nodded lovingly, "Okay, Dad tells you every day."

The rehabilitation exercise is not intense, but it is also very difficult for Zhang Zhong.But after all, he is a human being in two lifetimes. Of course, this little difficulty and pain can't trouble him. He tries to do his best in every movement, so as to ensure his early recovery.

Two days later, Zhang Zhong went through the discharge procedures, and his parents called a car to take him back.

The former old house has been sold, and now they live in a rented place, with only two bedrooms and one living room, ordinary decoration, and a monthly rent of 2000 yuan.

Looking at this strange home, Zhang Chong sighed, for his own sake, his parents are really suffering.

The living room has an unobstructed view, there is not even a decent dining table, the TV is still an old TV, and the sofa is even more dilapidated.

Their family's conditions were good before. Although they were not considered wealthy, they never lacked food and clothing.And now it's all because of me.

Seeing his son's expression, Zhang Xingjun said with a smile, "This house is not bad, the landlord is very nice, many household appliances are kept, and the rent is also low. Pengpeng and your mother share a room, and the two of us share a room , If you have any movement at night, I can take care of it, home is no better than a hospital, there are no nurses to watch over it, we have to pay more attention to ourselves."

Zhang nodded and agreed with his father's arrangement.

(End of this chapter)