Rebirth 1984 Wife and children are on the hot bed

After lunch.

Xu Dahai played in his mother's yard for a while, and several celebrity posters brought by Huang Ying were also pasted on the wall of the west room by Xu Juan.

Regular and neat.

Xu Dahai looked at the posters on the wall and thought to himself: "It will take a few years for celebrity posters to become rampant. Many of the big stars in the future are not famous yet."

The weather was sultry, the treetops were still, and there was no wind in the yard.

Mom walked in and put half a piece of pancake into Xu Dahai's hand:

"The cat in your yard hasn't eaten yet, go feed the cat."

"Well, I'm leaving then."

When I returned to my yard, whoosh, the big fat cat rushed over immediately, like an orange grass dumpling.

"Meow~meow~"

After walking around him for a few times, he rushed into the barn again. Xu Dahai broke off a small piece of pancake, crushed it into pieces and threw it into a water jar in the yard to feed the big fat Chinese fish.

Then he walked towards the warehouse and said:

"Big fat cat, why are you running away? Come here and eat pancakes... Oh, you caught the mouse."

I saw a big dead rat on the floor of the barn. Not counting the tail, it was more than an arm long. There was blood at the corner of the mouth and it was big and fat.

"Meow~"

"Okay, okay, you have made a meritorious service, and that's not right. I raised you to catch mice. This is what you should do... Okay, let's eat the pie."

I stroked the cat twice, put the pancakes on the grain bag next to me, and left with the mouse by its tail.

The cat only caught mice, but she didn't eat them. She jumped on the grain bag and started eating the food.

After burying the dead mouse, he took the quilt into the house and lay down on the kang to take a nap.

time flies.

Hu~hu~

The wind blowing in from the window gradually became cooler, and then there was a crackling sound in the yard.

Xu Dahai, who was lying on the kang and sleeping with his upper body naked, suddenly woke up, got up and looked out the window:

"Is it raining? There is nothing in the yard that is afraid of rain."

"Meow~"

swoosh~

The big fat cat panicked, rushed into the house, jumped on the stool, and licked his fur.

Bada~

Xu Dahai closed the door and closed the windows tightly, completely blocking out the sound of wind and rain.

"It's only a little after three o'clock in the afternoon, nothing happened. Just go back to sleep. This kind of weather with thunder and heavy rain is the best for sleeping."

Xu Dahai looked at his watch and continued to lie on the kang.

The big fat cat licked its fur for a while, then jumped on the kang, quietly came to Xu Dahai's chest, and lay down beautifully.

He casually rubbed the fat cat on his chest.

Rumble~

Woohoo~

Crackling~Crackling~

I closed my eyes, listened to the thunder, wind, and rain outside, as well as the purring of the lazy cat in the house, and slowly fell asleep again.

Sudden.

Dangdang ~

"Xiaohai! Are you at home? Xiaohai!"

"Who!?"

Xu Dahai woke up again. As soon as he took the cat aside and got up from the kang, the visitor had already entered the house.

It turned out to be Rong Chenglin wearing a fertilizer bag, and the latter was holding a broken leather bag in his hand.

The rain was heavy, and although he protected it carefully, some rainwater still got on the surface of the broken leather bag.

"It's raining so heavily and you still go out. What's the rush?"

"It's not an urgent matter, I just wanted to chat with you."

Rong Chenglin smiled and took off the fertilizer bag and put it in the corner of the hall door.

After entering the house again, he wiped off the water stains on his leather bag, opened the zipper, and carefully took out a stack of well-protected letter paper with neat handwriting - on it was the thriller and horror novel he wrote.

Xu Dahaiji pulled on his shoes, put the kang table in place, made another pot of black tea, and brought a large plate of fried peanuts.

After taking off their shoes and getting on the kang, the two of them sat cross-legged next to the kang table, eating peanuts and chatting.

The big fat cat wanted to lie on Xu Dahai's lap and stepped on it a few times, but Gege felt uncomfortable, so forget it and just make do with lying down.

Most of the villagers in the village, including some relatives, did not understand that Rong Chenglin wanted to write a novel. They even felt that he was overestimating his abilities and were secretly laughing at him.

That is to say, he can get support from Xu Dahai, who can also give him some good suggestions on specific plots.

Rong Chenglin's face was full of distress. After complaining, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"His ha~"

As a result, the tea was so hot that I stuck my tongue out.

"Hot, hot, hot~"

"Don't worry, it's tea made with boiling water." Xu Dahai rubbed the big fat cat on his lap and said with a smile:

"Look at it a little bit. I can't stop farming when I hear the crickets chirping? That's probably what I mean.

The more you care about other people's opinions, the more painful it is. Like Park Xiucheng in the countryside, how many people scolded him and looked down on him, but he didn't care. Isn't he living a good life? "

Rong Chenglin smiled instantly.

Park Xiucheng did whatever he wanted in the countryside, was dissolute, fought, and speculated, and he had dated many people before.

Many people in the village scolded him behind his back: A few years ago, this bitch would have been arrested as a hooligan.

However, Park Xiucheng didn't care about the scolding and went his own way, and the scolding gradually became quieter.

Later, people went to his place to repair TV sets, radios, etc. He didn't charge for minor problems that could be easily repaired without replacing parts. Many people thought that Park Soo Sung was quite good too.

Some people even thought he was very capable, so they went to his house with gifts and asked him to help their children find a job.

"Xiao Hai, you're right. Come on, I'll think of a few more plots, and I'll talk about them with you first."

"Okay, just say it."

time flies.

In the evening, Rong Chenglin didn't go home for dinner.

Xu Dahai put on a fertilizer bag and went to his mother's yard to get some meat buns. He also prepared a plate of soybean paste and pulled out a few green onions.

A bite of meat buns and a bite of scallions with dipping sauce, it’s so delicious! The rain outside the window became lighter for a while, but soon became heavier again.

There were thunderstorms, wind and rain, but these had nothing to do with Xu Dahai and Rong Chenglin. They stayed in the warm inner room, where the wind could not blow and the rain could not get them. They were so happy~

"Meow~"

The big fat cat snored, rubbed around, and got a piece of meat bun to eat.

"By the way, there's still wine, I'll get it!"

"You don't need to bring wine. It's good to have green onions for dipping and meat buns to eat!"

"It's okay, just have a small drink!"

While chatting while eating, Rong Chenglin said that he wanted to change the name of his book, and Xu Dahai asked what to change it to.

"How about "Ghost in the Tomb"? I feel like the previous title - "Dragon Lao Er vs. Female Ghost", hiss, it doesn't sound good."

"Uh... Actually, for street stall literature, it's good to have a simple, popular, and down-to-earth name. People can understand it at a glance. Of course, each has its own advantages. You can change it if you want."

Xu Dahai took another bite of the meat bun, dipped it in the dipping sauce with scallions, and asked for another bite.

The spiciness of the scallions and the saltiness of the bean paste are just the right solution to the greasiness of the meat buns.

"Forget it, let me think about it again."

During the chat, Rong Chenglin already knew that Lao Wu had made a lot of money by writing the "Five Generations of Heroes" and had previously given Xu Dahai 475 yuan.

This made Rong Chenglin very excited.

"I don't expect to be as good as Lao Wu and earn as much money. Let's be down-to-earth and not have such sweet dreams.

As long as I can make back the money I spent on ink, letter paper, and extra electricity bills, it will also save my wife from saying that I don't do business every day and that she doesn't like me everywhere. "

Rong Chenglin chuckled and seemed full of expectations for the future.