The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

The sudden heavy rain the next day restricted Zhang Ruolin's movements. He also didn't want to let a little girl like Shen Wenjiao go out in the rain, so he had to live his own life for the time being.

Shen Wenjiao thought that once she came to Shanghai and met a contact person, she would be able to live an exciting life like a spy in a TV series. However, it turned out that she had thought too much. Now she was just a small Karami on the periphery, and it was good enough that she could help collect intelligence.

Listening to the sound of rain outside, Shen Wenjiao was very inspired and finished writing the food review of Alice Western Restaurant. When the time comes, she will add various photos full of atmosphere. She doesn't believe that Shanghai Pictorial will not accept it.

Mother Feng saw that Shen Wenjiao had finally finished writing, looked at her curiously for a few seconds, and then brought her a plate of fruit.

"Miss, you have finished writing. Do you want to take a break~"

Shen Wenjiao stretched lazily, stretched her muscles, and asked curiously, "This is done, but I'm going to start writing a novel from scratch~"

"Feng Ma, is there anything you want to see?"

Shen Wenjiao's question made Feng Ma obviously stunned. Was the young lady asking for her opinion?

Aunt Feng moved her hands and feet a little uncomfortably, holding her apron with trembling hands, and said, "I, I, I don't know. Miss, I can't read. Just write whatever you want!"

Shen Wenjiao actually had a lot of things she wanted to write, but she couldn't. Now seeing Feng Ma like this, her heart was touched, and she seemed to have new ideas for a new novel.

"Mother Feng, I want to write a story about a strong mother~" Shen Wenjiao said slowly.

Aunt Feng's eyes suddenly turned red. Did the young lady mean that if she had been tougher and braver at the beginning, her daughter would not have been sold again and again?

"Okay, miss, take your time writing. I'll go downstairs to see the madam~" Aunt Feng wiped her tears and went downstairs a little sadly! Except for the eldest daughter who was raised to a few years old before being sold, the others were probably blessed by God to survive.

She was not a good mother. If only she had been brave enough to ask the lady for help earlier, instead of relying on those heartless people.

Shen Wenjiao looked at Feng Ma's somewhat desolate and decadent back and sighed inwardly. What right did she have to stand on the moral high ground and accuse others!

If it was Shen Wenjiao who had just traveled through time, she would have been hypocritical and muttered in her heart, "If it weren't for Feng Ma's firm preference for boys over girls, how could she be childless now? What's the point of shedding crocodile tears now?"

But now, Shen Wenjiao, who has gradually understood and witnessed the helplessness of this era, can only sigh and feel regret for Feng Ma's daughter in her heart.

Shen Wenjiao spread out the manuscript paper and prepared the outline. She was still a newcomer in Shanghai. If she wanted to get her submission accepted in one go, she had to make it more novel and interesting, with the content being unexpected, unique and new.

Due to the popularity of her novel "The Great Tang Dynasty", similar novels have sprung up on the market like mushrooms after a rain, and all female characters who have made contributions in history have been slowly dug up by everyone.

However, no matter how wonderful these stories are, they are people and things from the past, and they can inspire women who have been educated and can read. But for women in poor families who are busy working for their families all day, hearing these stories is at most novel and not very helpful.

This time, Shen Wenjiao plans to try a different approach and spread some life knowledge at the same time.

"Daughter Village" is the story that Shen Wenjiao planned to write. It is about a very smart female student studying abroad who travels back in time to the body of an ordinary rural woman while she is asleep at night.

The female student who woke up and had not yet figured out her own situation was faced with her husband's family wanting to sell her three daughters who were worthless. In order to make more money, they kept sending them to such filthy places.

Unlike the woman who was originally submissive, the female student decisively took her three daughters and fled into the mountains and forests.

"Mom, how are we going to survive if we escape to the mountains? We can't just eat wild vegetables~" The eldest daughter held the younger daughter's hand, feeling touched by her mother's sacrifice for them, but at the same time worried about their future lives.

Yes, in order to allow the heroine and the others to survive successfully, Shen Wenjiao did not start the hell mode at the beginning. Now it is summer and the various products on the mountain are still relatively abundant.

"It's okay, there are always more solutions than problems." The female student can return to her old school in her dreams, and the various knowledge contained in the school's huge library is her greatest confidence.

When they got to the mountain, the mother and her two daughters had nothing and depended on each other for survival. When they were hungry, they cleared the wasteland and planted crops to find all kinds of food. When they were sick, they dug herbs in the mountains. When it was cold, they cut trees, made charcoal, built kilns, made bricks, and built houses.

In fact, Shen Wenjiao is a basic article about women's self-reliance and self-improvement, slowly building a daughter village from scratch.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. The heroine looked at the women in the village laughing and talking happily for the last time, and returned to her own era with satisfaction.

When Ms. Feng Ya came back, she looked at the outline that Shen Wenjiao had already written, and looked at her daughter with a strange look in her eyes, "Is it so simple to grow bean sprouts? It turns out that in winter, as long as the temperature in the house is high enough, you can grow vegetables! We can try it too~"

"So there are so many theories about raising chickens and pigs. Is this how charcoal is made? Jiaojiao, how do you know so much?"

Nowadays, farming is done by word of mouth, so Shen Wenjiao's novel is really detailed enough that it can be regarded as a technical science encyclopedia!

"That's nothing, it's in most books. No one just writes it like that~"

Shen Wenjiao continued writing without raising her head. It was not easy to write down such useful knowledge in a simple and clear way while taking into account the story.

During the two days of rain, Shen Wenjiao kept writing and almost forgot about her boss Zhang Ruolin. Until she went back to her room and looked out the window as usual, she saw a black stone placed in the corner.

Shen Wenjiao didn't even bother to write an outline for the beginning. The next day, she packed up and prepared to go out with her camera!

"Ms. Feng, are you getting ready to go out again?" Miss Xu leaned against the door, holding a ladies' cigarette in her hand, and changed into a pine green slim cheongsam.

"Well, there are so many delicious and fun things in Shanghai, I must seize the opportunity to check them out!" Shen Wenjiao looked up and saw Zhang Ruolin waiting not far away, and waved to him.

"Hey, it's the guy who pulled the cart last time! What a coincidence~" Miss Xu said casually, and then looked at the intersection with a melancholy face without taking it seriously, as if she was waiting for someone.

However, her words frightened Zhang Ruolin into a cold sweat. Once or twice could be a coincidence, but if it happened too many times, there would be something wrong! Could it be that some of their comrades were exposed in this way? With such doubts, Zhang Ruolin was restless and pulled Shen Wenjiao away, without paying attention to where she said she was going.