The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

Shen Lingjun didn't know that Shaoting saw the three lines of handwritten English on the title page.Therefore, he didn't know that these three lines of words touched Shao Ting and made certain choices in his heart faltering.

Compared with the other three seasons, Hong Kong Island is particularly difficult due to the humid and hot summer. I feel that the summer is too long.

After finally waiting for the weather to cool down and gradually enter the early autumn season, Shaoting changed into trousers, shirts and fleece jackets. He was going to go for a run with Shen Lingjun on weekend mornings, and a messenger came to deliver the letter.

One is from the mainland, and the other has countless postmarks, from the United States of America on the other side of the ocean.

The letter from the mainland was obviously the most important thing. It was sent by Xu Huaiqing to the Shanghai stock market, and then forwarded from the Shanghai stock market to Hong Kong Island. It took nearly a month to get here according to the date.

Immediately waking up the whole family, Xu Yanran felt no sleepiness at all, went downstairs and sat in the living room, hesitant to speak with Zhang Shi, neither of them dared to open the envelope.

It's not that I don't worry about Xu Huaiqing on weekdays, but occasionally I think that no news is not good news.

Now that the letter was sent, I was afraid that the content of the disassembly would be for people to claim the body. Even though Mrs. Zhang felt that her relationship with her husband had been exhausted, she could never accept such an ending.

It was Shaoting who opened the envelope and read it at a glance.

Xu Yanran pressed her chest and asked anxiously: "You just said... is the person still alive?"

"I'm alive." Shao Ting replied, "Now I'm going south to Chongqing, and I wrote a letter to my aunt, mother, Zhenzhen and me, saying that he is fine, don't worry about him."

Although Mrs. Zhang didn't make a sound, she had a tangled expression on her face, obviously worried about Xu Huaiqing.

Xu Yanran brought the letter over, and she couldn't hold back anymore, and she and Zhenzhen leaned beside Xu Yanran, one on the left and the other on the right. The three women gathered together, and none of them could wait to read it before passing it to the next one.

As for the other letter, it was from Shen Lingjun's mother, Ms. Lu Huaran, so Shen Lingjun opened it up and read it.

Shao Ting was a little curious, but he didn't turn his head. He just waited for Shen Lingjun to read it carefully and asked him: "What did Auntie say?"

After thinking about it, I was probably influenced by Xu Yanran, and asked, "Are you urging you to go on a blind date and find a girlfriend? Or do you want you to explain why you quit your job and retired from the army?"

Shen Lingjun looked up at him, and Shao Ting felt that this gaze had another meaning: the content of the letter seemed to be related to him.

Shen Lingjun saw that Xu Yanran and the others over there had also read the letter, and the three ladies were relieved, and asked him, "Lian, what did your mother say in the letter? Do you want to go to the United States to find her?"

Speaking of this, Xu Yanran was a little bit tangled, and from the bottom of her heart, the two of them were her favorite children, but why did they have to get together?

Apart from that, it must be admitted that with Shen Lingjun's company, the nephew is indeed much happier.

Even the addition of this tall gentleman who was a civilized gentleman and a soldier in the family reassured the three ladies a lot.

Shen Lingjun pondered for a moment: "I once sent the first ten chapters of the English version of "The Great Dao of Immortals" to the city where my mother lives. Originally, I just recommended the novel written by Shaoting to my mother, and at the same time, I asked her to forward these ten chapters to my college literature writer. Teacher, I hope he can guide whether the translation is smooth and accurate."

"After reading it, Mr. Watson expressed great appreciation for the ten chapters. He also thought that I translated it very carefully, and even doubted whether the original novel is as wonderful as the English version."

Xu Yanran immediately replied in dissatisfaction: "As you said, it would be good if English can express one-tenth of the original work's splendor."

"Not to mention anything else, but the ancient poems and idioms in it. English can't translate the aesthetic connotation in it no matter what."

"I also think so. It is indeed difficult to express one-tenth of the magnificence and romance of the original text during the translation process."

"But in this letter, my mother is mainly asking on behalf of Mr. Watson whether he plans to publish the novel in the United States. He has already recommended it to booksellers he knows. After reading these ten chapters, all of them are very enthusiastic and asked The author’s intention to sign a contract. But the premise is that at least let them see the full translation of the first book.”

"And whenever possible, booksellers need to meet the authors themselves."

When Shen Lingjun said this, no one looked at him anymore, but turned his head to stare at Shaoting.

Meeting his eyes, Shao Ting dodged for a while, a kind of hope that had been extremely restrained.For example, the desire for him to re-write, Shaoting has long felt that this has almost become Shen Lingjun's tiny obsession.

He even often doubts whether this little obsession that can be seen on the surface is already surging in the master's heart, and there is a huge iceberg lurking under the water.

The occasional expectation revealed is just the insignificant tip of the iceberg surfaced.

After saying this, Zhenzhen was the first to speak, she was full of admiration and excitement, and she chattered and shouted: "Brother, your book can be published in the United States, which is amazing! Qianfengmingyue is indeed my favorite author! "

Only Mrs. Zhang and Xu Yanran looked at each other, and Mrs. Zhang spoke out before Xu Yanran: "America takes two months by boat. If the sea is not calm, this is not a good place to go and return."

Xu Yanran also said: "With Shaoting's body, it took two months to go to America by boat. I'm afraid he lost half his life when he went, and half his life when he came back. Besides, what kind of good place is that? White people exclude Chinese the most." Serious countries, if I say that the United States insists on being second, no other country can be number one."

"What's more, if you go to Shaoting, the homework of the four-month journey back and forth will be left behind, so what's the talk of going to college?"

After the two ladies finished speaking, they stared at the child who was fatter now like Shen Lingjun, and whose body and face had the width of an adult man at some point, and was no longer too thin and sickly.

Even Zhenzhen looked at her brother and said, "The two-month journey was not easy. At the end of the journey, after eating all the fruits, I was so angry that my teeth ached and I couldn't sleep."

"That's because you love sugar and have tooth decay." Shao Ting calmly pointed out that it's not a fruit problem.

Zhenzhen pursed her lips, but still said: "I haven't seen my brother for two months, no, it's four months, I will miss you so much that I won't be able to sleep."

Shaoting was silent, and if he didn't answer, Zhang and Xu Yanran became even more flustered. Adults have long known that not answering is also an answer, and not refusing is often a sign of approval.

At this time, there were several people in the living room, only Shen Lingjun, the culprit, finished speaking, but there was no further speech.

Xu Yanran stared at him a few times, but Zhang shi spoke again.

The woman seemed to have made up her mind, and said to her son, whom she had brought up since childhood, who had never been separated: "Young court, if you really want to go..."

"Then I respect any choice you make."

Xu Yanran's eyebrows were almost erect, and her hair seemed to explode. She asked sharply, "Zhang Wu, do you know what you're going to say? He's leaving, what about homework? What about college entrance exams? Even if it takes another year Zhenzhen also needs someone to take care of her next year's exam. You don't know a single word of English, so I can only accompany Shaoting to the United States. But how can I rest assured and leave you and Zhenzhen here alone?!"

"You—you really—" Xu Yanran pointed at Mrs. Zhang and took a deep breath, "I really don't know what you're thinking!"

"I just think that if you can continue to write in the American Academy, then go." Zhang suddenly said in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, the meaning of the words was far more than going to the United States to sign a book publishing contract and then come back. It really makes people think about the deep meaning.

"What do you mean?" Xu Yanran's eyes widened.

"I think Shaoting can go to college. But I also think that when he is in college, it doesn't delay his writing novels, and I want him to graduate from college, and he can still write novels." Zhang raised her head, facing the crowd watching her people.

She only encouraged her to look at her children with a smile: "I hope my children will not be like me. I hope that both Shaoting and Zhenzhen will have the freedom to choose in this life. Why should they splash dirty water and say that they are not allowed to write Don’t write? After finishing college, find another job, and it’s very good to be with us safely...but it’s very good for us.”

"But no one asked him if he was suffering or hated, and no one thought about how painful it would be for a young talent to be lost halfway."

"No one thinks about it. This is not the path that Shaoting chose. I have suffered enough in my life that I have no choice..."

When Mrs. Zhang said this, there were tears in her eyes, but she still smiled and supported her children, "Stay here, go to the United States and come back, or stay there and continue writing..."

"No matter what the choice is, the right to choose should be given to the young court."

When Mrs. Zhang said this, tears were about to flow from her eyes, so she reached out and wiped her eyes, "Yan Ran, he is not only my child, but also your nephew, he is also an independent person."

After speaking so far, Xu Yanran's lips moved again and again.

Still lying on the sofa decadently, unable to say another word.

Zhenzhen quickly wiped Zhang's tears with a handkerchief, while Shaoting was stunned on the sofa seat.

After coming to the Republic of China, I really had no feelings for these relatives at first, and only lamented how I was reborn into this era every day.Later, I also felt that Xu Huaiqing and Zhang's each had their own speechless places, but after getting along with each other every day, people's hearts grow, and they still get along with each other.

But it is far from the real family relationship between parents and children. But at this moment, regarding Zhang’s free choice of words, even if the family relationship is excluded, he still wants to do it for this old-fashioned feudal lady who was almost divorced by her husband in the new era... …No, once feudal lady, want to say thank you.

She made him see a certain kind of courage to change, so that he seemed to have acquired a valuable quality called bravery from this mother who had only been together for two years.