Sister, Shut Up!

Even with her, the number of fans is almost breaking through four digits.

It's a pity that such joy can't be shared with her boyfriend, Su Huai porridge still has a little regret.

She didn't mind telling Jiang Miao before, but ever since she secretly drew the manga of the domineering schoolboy, she was a little embarrassed to mention it.

Anyway, the junior also secretly wrote good things in the whole order group, so what happened to her secretly drawing some good things?

It's reasonable.

Thinking of this, Su Huai Porridge draws his own cartoons and weaves his scarves with peace of mind.

The time is fast approaching the end of January.

Staying at home at noon, after waiting for grandma to cook, the two sat at the dining table and had lunch.

After washing the dishes and resting for a while, I will go to chant Buddha again in the afternoon.

In a few days, it will be New Year's Eve this year, and every household is starting to prepare for the Spring Festival.

This afternoon is the last chanting session of this year, and it may also be the last meeting between Su Huai Porridge and Jiang Miao before the Spring Festival.

Xu Guiying was knitting a sweater on the recliner, and Su Huai porridge moved a chair to sit next to grandma, took the gloves she had almost finished knitting, and worked hard with grandma.

As for the scarf, she had already knitted it a few days ago.

There are still a few days before New Year's Eve, and she plans to knit two more pairs of gloves, one pair for each person, and make them for couples~

Su Huai Porridge has already asked, the younger brother will spend New Year's Eve at grandma's house this year.

Every year, the grandpa's house and the grandpa's house rotate on both sides. This year it happens to be here in Hengtang Village, which may also be the fate promised by God.

When she was preparing for New Year's Eve, she went to find him downstairs at Jiang Miao's grandmother's house a few minutes earlier, brought a knitted scarf and gloves, and gave him a big New Year's surprise!

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on Su Huai Porridge's cheeks, imagining that scene in his mind, and feeling that everything was better.

But at this moment, footsteps came from the door.

When Su Huai porridge heard the movement, he turned his head and saw a man and a woman walking in. The man was dragging two large suitcases and various New Year's goods, and the woman was holding a seven-eight-month-old baby in her arms.

Seeing his daughter and mother, Su Dajiang moved his lips, and saw that the smile on Su Huai Congee's face faded little by little, as if he had turned into an ice sculpture.

"Porridge, Mom, I'm back."

"Mom." The young woman next to her looked cute, and said hello softly while holding the baby boy in her arms.

At this time, Su Huai Porridge had already turned around, and the movement of knitting gloves was much slower, but he didn't give any response.

Xu Guiying next to her didn't even look back, her hands were not slow at all, she just responded calmly: "Don't move Xiaoying's room upstairs, the guest bedroom is still empty."

This happens every year, Su Dajiang is used to it.

He took his wife and children upstairs, settled down in the guest bedroom, and saluted. After Su Dajiang went downstairs again, he came to Xu Guiying's side, looked at Su Huai Porridge, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"I haven't seen your grandson for several months, should I let Nan Nan carry him down?"

Xu Guiying finally stopped what she was doing, put the half-knitted sweater aside, sat up while leaning on the armrest of the recliner, and then got up.

"He came all the way here." Xu Guiying patted her trouser legs, her gray hair swaying twice, "Let her rest first, don't get tired."

Su Dajiang was silent for a moment, then said: "The one who drove back is not tired at all."

"Then we'll talk about it when Congee and I come back." With that said, Xu Guiying waved to Su Huaicong, ready to go out to chant Buddha.

Su Huai porridge at the side stood up in response, without even looking at Su Dajiang, silently supported grandma, and walked out the door.

"Mom still hates me?"

Seeing those two people walking away, the young woman came out from the shadow of the stairs, holding her son in her arms, and asked with a pitiful face.

Su Dajiang turned his face away, went around to sit on the sofa, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and exhaled the smoke bit by bit, silently.

Seeing him sitting on the sofa with his back to her, the young woman restrained her expression, but her tone was still soft and weak:

"The smell of cigarettes is not good for children, so I'll go upstairs to breastfeed."

With that, the young woman turned and walked up the stairs.

He pouted.

179. Does the novel have a boyfriend scent?

"Miao Miao, go fishing this afternoon?"

Grandpa Tang Qingsong took a sip of the white wine, let out a pleasant sigh, and asked Jiang Miao who was about to finish his meal.

"I won't go." Jiang Miao shook his head again and again, "Fishing is not interesting."

Senior sister will come over in the afternoon, how can he have time to go fishing.

Let his father go fishing with his grandfather.

After eating, Jiang Miao got up and said to the cousin next to her: "I will continue to use the computer."

"Understood." Tang Zhuqing's face was indifferent, but she was secretly happy in her heart, hoping that her cousin would use her computer more and update more.

Recently, the kindergarten was on vacation, and she was at home unemployed. Every day, she just watched dramas, read Weibo, and went shopping with her little sisters when she was free.

Other than that, I secretly appreciate the novels written by my cousin.

She didn't have the habit of reading novels before, although at most she watched a good TV series, and thought the update was too slow, so she went to find the original.

Jiang Miao's novel is also the first online article she has read seriously.

Originally, she thought that the novels written in the male channel would definitely not appeal to her, but she didn't expect Jiang Miao to be quite good at writing about love.

Tang Zhuqing was fascinated by watching it.

In a week's work, he finished chasing the second volume, and after a few more days, he was about to catch up to the latest chapter.

Before, Tang Zhuqing only cared about being cool and didn't have time to save money. Tang Zhuqing went to read Jiang Miao's novel again this morning, only to find that there were still four or five chapters left to finish.

How does this work? !

Now when Tang Zhuqing sees Jiang Miao being lazy, he hates iron for being weak. If he has the ability to be lazy, can't he add two more words?

Now she can't wait to put the notebook in Jiang Miao's arms, press his head and let him type well.

Fortunately, Jiang Miao is quite diligent. After the holidays, he can basically guarantee six or eight thousand words of updates every day, and sometimes even tens of thousands.

If there were only 4000 words guaranteed every day, Tang Zhuqing would have already had a showdown with him.

But now, Tang Zhuqing didn't intend to tell Jiang Miao that he knew he was writing a novel.

In case Jiang Miao felt too embarrassed to write it.

One thing to say, as an older sister, she still defends her younger brother very much.

Lunch was ready at 11:30 noon, Jiang Miao ate very quickly, finished it in less than 10 minutes and went upstairs to continue coding.

Tang Zhuqing ate much more slowly, chewing slowly, usually able to eat for more than half an hour.

After her grandfather Tang Qingsong finished his meal and went fishing, Tang Zhuqing took out his mobile phone and read his cousin's novel while eating.

Quickly saw the latest chapter of the present.

At the end of the chapter, the heroine bought a cup of iced milk tea and was asked by the hero.

【"Why did you buy a glass of ice?"】

【"Because I can drink ice."】

Tang Zhuqing, who is very familiar with romantic routines, opened his eyes wide on the spot. After clicking on this chapter, there are also a group of old men in the comment area.

All of a sudden, Tang Zhuqing felt her heart beat a little faster. Shame and curiosity fought against each other, making her want to turn the next page.

Christmas drama, you don't want that tonight, do you?

Tang Zhuqing's mood became agitated, and after clicking to turn the page, he jumped to the [To be continued] interface.

"Fuck!" Tang Zhuqing swears subconsciously, and an unknown fire flares up in his heart. He almost wants to go upstairs and grab Jiang Miao's neck to force him to update.

But I don't know if he was aware of the threat downstairs. Before Tang Zhuqing took action, the novel was updated.

And there are three chapters as soon as it is updated, each chapter is 4000 words!

At this moment, Tang Zhuqing suddenly smiled, and then looked at it.

More than 1 words, can you always write the key points?

Tang Zhuqing looked delighted while eating.

Watching the hero and heroine buy a Christmas tree and go home, they also prepared the ingredients for the candlelight dinner at night, and even bought candles.

In the afternoon, while building and decorating the Christmas tree, the hero and heroine couldn't help making out on the sofa, but they didn't enter the critical steps.

Tang Zhuqing was so engrossed that he didn't notice the passage of pages in the novel, immersed in the plot of Christmas.

After the hero and heroine finished the romantic candlelight dinner, the heroine went to take a bath, and then the hero went to take a shower. Both of them secretly hid bulletproof vests under their pillows.

And the heroine took out the long-prepared winning suit from the cabinet on the balcony, put it on and hid in the quilt, quietly waiting for the hero's arrival.

Until the end of the latest chapter, the hero finally took a shower, came to the bed, lifted the quilt, and found that inside was a super big Christmas red sock that could hold a whole person.

then……

Then of course it's broken!

Tang Zhuqing pressed the screen to turn the page, but saw the [to be continued] page again, and almost couldn't resist smashing the phone.

Feeling the power of broken chapters twice in a row, Tang Zhuqing took a deep breath, trying to keep his head calm, so as not to go upstairs with a kitchen knife when he got angry.

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Going back to the end of the latest chapter, Tang Zhuqing glanced at the writer's words.

[Writer's Notes]: Originally, I wanted to finish writing this plot in one go, but it was confiscated... 1 words have not been written... We have worked very hard... (Today's three chapters are actually Made deletions and changes, everyone understands the reason, the full version is placed in the full order group)

Seeing this, Tang Zhuqing's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent.

According to the instructions of the book friends in the comment area, Tang Zhuqing found a way to add a full subscription group in the top post of the book friend circle.

Because she was afraid of revealing her identity, she deliberately opened a small account, joined the review group, and privately chatted with the administrator with a screenshot of the fan value.

A few minutes later, she successfully mixed into the QQ group of [Peach Butter Blade Wholesaler].

[@竹门寒雨, welcome newcomers to join the group! 】