Sister, Shut Up!

"nice."

"Where does it look good?"

"Here." Jiang Miao raised her hand and pinched the senior sister's face.

Su Huai porridge was amused by him, and he didn't bother to make things difficult for him.

Near noon, the subway arrived at the station.

As usual, the two went to Jiang Miao's house with their luggage. Tang Xiaojing and Jiang Zhenguo were cooking in the kitchen, waiting for the young couple to come back and have a little gathering.

After the previous two official visits, Su Huai Porridge came here again this time, and seemed to be used to it and relaxed a lot.

When he got home, he politely went to the kitchen to greet his junior's parents. When Jiang Zhenguo returned to the living room, he came to Tang Xiaojing's side to help cook the kitchen.

Jiang Miao took her luggage into the bedroom first, and after a brief tidying up, she came to the living room, sat on the sofa and looked at the two women who were busy in the kitchen.

"You've finished your new book, do you want to continue writing?" Jiang Zhenguo took out a cigarette, and just about to light it, Jiang Miao yanked it away, staring, "What are you doing?"

"Your future daughter-in-law is here, no smoking." Jiang Miao squeezed the cigarette in his hand, then picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table, and stuffed it back completely, "The new book is still being conceived, not written yet .”

"What are you writing?" Jiang Zhenguo was curious.

Anyway, he also used his son's "Senior Sister Step on Me!" "For those who have read it from the beginning to the end, they can be regarded as a serious and loyal reader. They must have the right to know what the author is going to write in the new book.

"Writing about fantasy, demon sect and so on." Jiang Miao knew that a middle-aged man like him must not be interested in such fantasy high-skilled fighters, so he deliberately picked up these elements and said.

Sure enough, when Jiang Zhenguo heard this, he frowned immediately: "Didn't you write about love?"

Although he didn't read much of Jiang Miao's previous up master, but "Senior Sister Step on Me!" "This book was adapted from Jiang Miao's own experience, so Jiang Zhenguo read it with great interest.

But if you want him to read fantasy novels, it will be torture.

"After writing two books, I have to change my taste, right?" Jiang Miao said, "You can't just grab a plate of vegetables and eat them."

"Then you can write well?" Jiang Zhenguo frowned, "Isn't it because of your experience in these two books that you have achieved success in these two books? What kind of fantasy are you writing, so ethereal and mysterious?" Things, can you write well?"

"I'll know when I write it down." Jiang Miao gave him a blank look.

Jiang Miao knew the risks involved, even if Jiang Zhenguo didn't tell him.

But people always try to step out of the comfort zone, even if they fall a little bit outside, they can still return to the circle to recuperate.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to achieve continuous improvement and progress if you are confined to a simple urban love story.

And he didn't really want to write a fantasy upgrade directly.

It’s just that the background of the story has been moved to fantasy, but the core is still the same as the daily love story. It’s just a tentative addition of the upgrade line, and I want to see if the two together can have a better effect.

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If the result of this experiment is not good, then he will honestly come back and write a love essay.

Then think about other ways out, such as harem literature or something.

To be honest, if the number of words is not required, Jiang Miao now writes love essays, as long as he finds the right theme and character design, and compresses the essence within 70 to [-] words, not to mention how good his grades are, at least he can guarantee his job.

But if you want to break through, it is still a very difficult thing.

"Eat and eat."

Tang Xiaojing and Su Huai porridge came to the dining table with the food, and called the two on the sofa to prepare for dinner.

Today, because she knew that Su Huai Congee was coming, Tang Xiaojing prepared a table full of dishes, which made Jiang Miao tsk tsk.

Usually, it is difficult to see Tang Xiaojing cooking next time, and only when her daughter-in-law comes to eat in the future will she have a chance to have a good time.

At the dinner table, the four of them chatted about the recent situation. When they talked about the demolition of Hengtang Village, Tang Xiaojing looked at Jiang Miao and said, "Recently, your grandma's house is going to move things, so you might as well pack it up and talk to me later." I come over."

"what?"

"Just live there." Tang Xiaojing rolled her eyes, "Anyway, you won't be able to stay at home for two days and you will go to look for porridge, why don't you go directly today, and I will drive and send porridge back with you later. "

"Okay." Jiang Miao raised her eyebrows and laughed, "Mom is really thoughtful."

"How considerate." Jiang Zhenguo muttered, "Leaving me alone at home again."

Tang Xiaojing glanced at him: "You go fishing in the fish pond all day, and you have to come to help anyway, no problem."

Watching them chatting, Su Huai porridge pursed his lips and smiled, sipping his meal, thinking of moving, he suddenly thought of his grandma at home.

If it is demolished, where will grandma live?

Su Huai porridge frowned, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

276. Prepare for a Surprise

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Xiaojing took Jiang Miao and Su Huai porridge downstairs and got into her white Land Rover off-road vehicle.

Jiang Miao took Su Huaipu's hand and sat in the back seat of the car.

After getting in the car, Tang Xiaojing focused on driving and didn't speak much at first.

Su Huai Porridge also sat solemnly in the back seat, keeping quiet.

But Jiang Miao obviously didn't intend to let her go.

Su Huai porridge was sitting behind the driver's seat, Jiang Miao leaned towards the senior sister, sat in the middle of the back seat, and quietly held the senior sister's little hand behind her mother's back.

Although Tang Xiaojing had seen the kiss before, but that was without knowing it.

Now that Tang Xiaojing was sitting in front, Su Huai Porridge would not dare to make a small move, so he turned his head and glared at Jiang Miao.

But Jiang Miao didn't let go, on the contrary, he made an inch of it, and pulled the little hand of the senior sister to his thigh, and put it in the palm of his hand to play with it carefully.

At this time, Tang Xiaojing in front spoke: "Congee Congee, where is your home in Hengtang Village? Which door is more convenient?"

"Ah? Ah." Su Huai Porridge was taken aback by Aunt Tang's sudden question, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but was held tightly by Jiang Miao, so she could only bite the bullet and whisper, "Over there at the east gate. Make it easier."

"Okay." Tang Xiaojing nodded, looked in the rearview mirror, and didn't know if she was looking at the traffic behind her or something else, "Miaomiao..."

"Huh?" Jiang Miao blinked.

"I just finished decorating the fish pond recently, do you want to take you to have a look at it this afternoon?"

"Okay." Jiang Miao nodded, then turned her head, "Sister, are you going?"

"Do you want to go to porridge?" Tang Xiaojing asked, "We can go and see together. The fish pond is quite interesting. Has Miao Miao taken you to play before?"

"Well, I've been there before." Su Huai Porridge quickly responded, "I won't go today, I just came back, so I'd better spend more time with my grandma."

"It should." Tang Xiaojing nodded with a smile.

After about 10 minutes' drive, Tang Xiaojing drove into the east gate of Hengtang Village, and followed Su Huai Porridge's instructions to the gate of her yard.

After getting off the car, Jiang Miao helped her take out the suitcase from the trunk.

Su Huai porridge took the suitcase and waved goodbye to Tang Xiaojing in the car: "Goodbye, auntie, be careful on the road."

"Okay, goodbye porridge." Tang Xiaojing smiled and waved, watching Su Huai porridge dragging the suitcase into the house, and then glanced at Jiang Miao who hadn't gotten into the car yet, "Are you still watching? I'm leaving."

"Understood." Jiang Miao muttered, and got back into the car.

I wandered around the fish pond with my mother. The fish pond, which was originally relatively desolate, has now taken on a new look.

The tile-roofed houses at the entrance have been refurbished. There are three rooms and a large living room facing the lake at the back. You can see the big geese wandering in the fish pond as soon as you open the window.

If living here, grandpa and grandma would probably be too happy. It would be much more convenient to grow vegetables, raise chickens and ducks.

If he really writes full-time in the future, Jiang Miao feels that living in a place with green mountains and green waters in the countryside will be much more comfortable than living in a big city.

By the time I got back to my grandma's house, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Tang Xiaojing went upstairs to clean up the house, and Jiang Miao chatted with her grandmother who was preparing to cook.

Originally, he wanted to help, but in the eyes of grandma, Jiang Miao was still a brat, so she refused to let him help with the cooking.

"Where's my sister?"

"I'm working in kindergarten, I'll be back in a while."

"What about grandpa?"

"Going to sell vegetables."

"Oh."

Vegetables are grown in the open space around the fish pond.

Grandpa likes to pull out some side dishes when he has nothing to do, put them in the vegetable basket, and then run to the entrance of the vegetable market to set up a stall.

In fact, the family is not short of money at all, but my grandfather likes the feeling of selling vegetables to make money, and enjoys it very much.

After the demolition, if there is no suitable place to sell vegetables, it will be a big loss for my grandfather.

Chatting with grandma until after five o'clock in the evening, grandpa and Tang Zhuqing came back home one after another.

Tang Xiaojing also tidied up the bedroom, and when she came downstairs, the whole family sat down to have dinner.

When eating, it is inevitable to talk about demolition.

Jiang Miao ate and listened to their chat, but had no interest in demolition.

After all, my registered permanent residence is not here, and I just came here to help my grandma and the others move.

According to the demolition process, the demolition office is still at the stage of wrangling with the village committee, and each family will talk slowly, which will take half a month anyway.

If there are nail households or something, it is not impossible to delay it for a month or two.

Jiang Miao was more concerned about the senior sister.

I don't know if the compensation for the demolition is enough for Su Dajiang to pay off the bank debts.

The demolition touches a burst of timely rain.

Otherwise, with Su Dajiang's food delivery income, if he wants to pay off the more than 100 million debts owed to the bank, he doesn't know that he will have to pay it back in the year of the monkey.

If it is worse, you may spend the rest of your life on the road to repaying debts.

But having said that, I don't know if the relationship between senior sister and father-in-law has eased a bit.

……

Just when Jiang Miao thought so, Su Dajiang just came back home.

As soon as he entered the room, when he saw Su Huai Porridge who was by Xu Guiying's side, he was taken aback for a moment, and then became nervous.