Literary Girls Nurturing Program

For every child, the most powerful person in his heart is almost always his father.But often the reality is that the mother is more authoritative.

A title that can subconsciously express who the person you are most dependent on is.

The ancients always called "father" before "mother" when they called their parents.From another level, this order of titles is still a display of status.

But now people are more called "Mom and Dad", that is because many children will understand after having experience that calling "Mom" is often easier to solve their needs than calling "Dad".

But in Wang Yuanyi's heart, it is Wang Jia's mother who is responsible for protecting the family, and it is always the soft Yuan Jia's mother who is responsible for protecting the harmony and warmth of the whole family.

Wang Yuanyi still remembered her previous name, neither Wang Jia nor Yuan Jia had ever forced her to change her name.It was she herself who offered to change her name after living with them for a year.

Wang Yuanyi has always known that his two mothers are very powerful. Whether Wang Jia has written so many books, has so many fans, or her books have been adapted into various film and television works, the trophies and certificates Wang Jia has won are already full The entire collection room, there are so many people who respect Wang Jia... These are Wang Jia's great performances.

When their family travels, Wang Jia can speak the dialect no matter where they are, and can protect them from harm.So Wang Jia will always be so strong in Wang Yuanyi's heart.

Yuan Jia is definitely not comparable to Wang Jia in terms of force, but Yuan Jia's unique gentleness and rational teaching have given Wang Yuanyi the best care for his soul.Moreover, Yuan Jia won no fewer awards than Wang Jia.

Few people who were writers or critics in the literary industry at the same time could compare with them.

However, Hu Bi, a writer of the Zero Intervention School, seems to be very strong. Every time Hu Bi and Wang Jia compete for awards such as the Novel Award, the outcome is only [-]-[-] points.And they don't necessarily just decide the winner among them, there are many great writers.

For example, among the group of people who participated in the composition competition with Wang Jia, there are countless powerful people.

But among the five young authors who competed with her in the finals, two of them have left literature and entered the embrace of science, namely Zhang Cuiying and Xue Qin.

But excellent people are excellent no matter where they go. Even if they do not follow the path of pure literature, the essays, essays and other works they write in their spare time are still of the highest quality in terms of quality.

The dazzling martial arts master Mr. Chen Shangfei has retired, and he can often be seen at home to discuss with Wang Jia's mother.The superstar Fu Ning, who was born in sports, is now a shareholder of the newly emerging entertainment company Shengchao, and he rarely appears in front of the public.And Fu Ning's brothers and friends from childhood also invested in it.Shengchao's strength is no less than that of Huangwu and Crown, the two giants in the entertainment industry.

Guan Yang, who was once jealous, self-righteous and trouble-loving, grew up and matured, with a scar on his face covered by foundation, and married Qiu Hexin, who was allergic to ultraviolet rays.When Wang Yuanyi learned that the former teacher Guan Yang's favorite thing to do was stealing the boyfriend of a good friend, he couldn't believe it.

In addition to Uncle Li Bowang who likes to trouble Wang Yuanyi the most, there is also Uncle Ge Shao. No matter how many people question him, he is still pursuing the artistic realm of surrealism and postmodernism that he loves so much.

Besides the two mothers, Wang Yuanyi's most common sight now is Huang Wu's chairman.Ling Lengqiong married his adoptive sister who had left his family, a match made in heaven was once big news.The reason why Wang Yuanyi can see Joe so frequently now is in the final analysis because of her musical talent, so she learns to play the piano from Joe.

Although his two mothers are both talented in literature, it seems that Wang Yuanyi's talents and skills are all focused on emotional intelligence and piano.Although there is no problem with intelligence, but for literature, after all, it is limited to a little appreciation.Faced with piles of literary theories, Wang Yuanyi would rather read thousands of books of music theories.

Although Wang Jia and Yuan Jia had regrets in their hearts, this was the life Wang Yuanyi chose, so of course they supported it.

What Wang Yuanyi is most grateful for is Wang Jia and Yuan Jia's various supports to her. They will always be her best mothers.

Turning his head, Wang Yuanyi looked over the window sill and looked at the swing frame outside the window.

There are already a lot of fallen leaves on it.

Looking at the dead leaves all over the ground, Wang Yuanyi felt that the cold was too early this year.

If one day I fall in love with someone, then he (she) must be the best in my heart.

When Wang Jia was very young, he thought about this problem.

But she never thought about what kind of person she would like.

A long time ago, someone said that her favorite will always be herself.

Such a statement may be correct, but Yuan Jia is not herself after all.

"Yuan Jia, what do you want to eat today?" Wang Jia put down his pen and asked the door.

The house had been deserted for quite a while, she was concentrating on her own works, as well as supplementing Yuan Jia's theoretical works, and suddenly realized that she hadn't heard Yuan Jia's voice for a long time.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for an answer, Wang Jia rubbed the center of his brows and pushed the manuscript paper aside, "If you don't say anything, I'll do something casually."

Glancing at the desk calendar next to the computer, today's itinerary and some specially recorded news appeared on the green screen.

"Xiaoyi won't come back, we can't do anything." Wang Jia stretched his waist to relax himself.

"I've read more than half of your manuscript, and it's much more in-depth than what I planned to write... Now I seem to be on the edge of a corner, but I can't see any other details... Fortunately, you are here." Wang Jia walked slowly. Go downstairs and talk loudly while walking.

"You can't be too proud. You have to help me all the time. If you are praised by me, you will be flattered. Who will criticize me? I haven't seen your criticism for a year." Wang Jia continued.

A sentence flashed on the refrigerator door, Yuan Jia wrote a tip before, reminding her not to leave vegetables in the refrigerator.You must eat it before it breaks, or you must throw it away if it breaks.

Wang Jia opened the refrigerator and was relieved to see that the vegetables bought yesterday were still fresh.

It would be a little troublesome to go out to buy groceries now.

Facing the dishes in the refrigerator, Wang Jia thought for a while before she thought of what to cook today.

When she was cooking, she didn't talk too much. After cutting the dishes a few times, she heard the phone ringing on the landline. Wang Jia casually said "connected", and the other party's voice had already spread to the kitchen: "Wang Jia, they are I'm so pissed off about having my dad's memorial service."

"Ah Shao, you're so old, what do you care about with these children?" Wang Jia saw his own appearance reflected on the clean tiles, already wrinkled, so old that he could only hear "grandma" when he went out. It's called, I don't want to care about these things at all.

Basically, Ge Shao complained about this matter every year, and her ears were numb from hearing it.Yuan Jia also made fun of Ge Shao at this time a year ago.

Thinking about Ge Shao's temper as a child, he is as pure as a child and always speaks out. Wang Jia is not surprised why his elder brother, who is so much older than her, is still so childish.

Ge Shao chirped dissatisfiedly: "I just don't like them consuming my dead dad! My mother definitely doesn't like these people disturbing their sleep."

"Ah Shao, if you make such a sound, these people will say that you are not filial. The commemorative meeting has been held for more than ten years, and now they are not allowed to hold it. Why are you so scary?——You will be even more angry when the time comes." Wang Jia After putting the dishes in the pot on a plate, she didn't need to look at Ge Shao to know what kind of expression he would have now.

"Then you just endured it like this? I disagreed at the beginning, and I still disagree now. Isn't it the same for you?" Ge Shao was even more annoyed.

Wang Jia sighed, and while putting the dishes on the table, he said: "Some people want to consume the teacher, and some people really want to commemorate the teacher. I will not appear, because I know that the teacher does not need such a form, and the work of the teacher can make the world Remember him forever, so he is immortal. This form is also useful. Until they get tired of it, this form disappears, and there will still be people mourning the teacher's tombstone... This is the best."

"I... well. You take care of yourself. If you feel free, you can come to us. Talk to yourself, I will be tired for you." Ge Shao's ending sound disappeared into the air.

Wang Jia didn't pay attention to Ge Shao's words, she brought two sets of bowls and chopsticks, scooped up half a bowl of rice for Yuan Jia, and scooped up another bowl for herself.

After waiting for a long time, the rice in the bowl was completely cool.

Seeing that the next seat was still vacant, Wang Jia shouted to the upstairs: "I'll eat them all if I don't go downstairs!"

Her answer was still the silence of the room.

"I'm intoxicated again..." Wang Jia reluctantly began to plan the rice by himself, "I saved the food for you, remember to eat it later."

The signal light of the smart butler on the wall flickered.

After eating, Wang Jia cleaned up the kitchen and walked to the entrance.

Looking out of the entrance window, it was already snowing outside.

The cold wind blows light snowflakes, and withered leaves fall from the branches.

As soon as Wang Jia opened the door, the smart housekeeper's notification sounded: "The outdoor temperature is minus [-] degrees Celsius. Master, pay attention to wearing more clothes to resist the cold."

Wang Jia came back, took a thick coat from the cabinet, and walked into the garden.

The swing that Yuan Jia personally made back then was stained with crystal snowflakes.

Wang Jia reached out to wipe off the snow, and sat down on the still wet swing beam.

Leaning on the rope of the swing, looking at the flying snow all over the sky, Wang Jia asked the smart housekeeper to play the piano music she and Yuan Jia played a few years ago with a somewhat dazed expression.

There was no response from the smart housekeeper, but the light tune had already sounded.

The brisk melody set against the snowflakes all over the sky, as if the snowflakes were really dancing in front of Wang Jia stepping on the beat.

During this grand snow-white dance, Wang Jia recalled the first time he and Yuan Jia met in the junior high school classroom——At that time, Yuan Jia was wearing a yellowish white dress, standing quietly beside the class teacher, watching her enter school. Exam rank.

At that time, Yuan Jia was much more well-behaved than she was before—it's just that Yuan Jia is becoming more and more headstrong now.

"What is Yuan Jia doing?" Wang Jia asked the smart housekeeper.

The smart butler didn't answer.

Wang Jia didn't wait for an answer, the world seemed to stand still at this moment, and she couldn't hear anything.

"There's something wrong with the smart housekeeper... Xiaoyi has to contact someone from the furniture company to take a look." Wang Jia said to himself.

After blowing the wind for a long time, he felt a little cold, so Wang Jia returned to the house and wanted to continue his work.

"When I'm done, no matter how addicted you are, I have to let you stay with me." She thought so.

Wang Yuanyi carefully put the blanket on Wang Jia's body for the last time, first carefully looked at Wang Jia with nostalgia, every thread was engraved on his heart, and then turned his gaze away.

She saw the last piece of manuscript paper on the table, and moved her footsteps with difficulty, unable to move her feet closer one by one.She picked up the manuscript paper and read every word very carefully, even if it was a punctuation mark, she didn't skip it.

The last sentence on the manuscript paper is followed by a random [End]...

In a blink of an eye, she saw that Yuan Jia's unfinished thin theories had become a thick stack. Wang Yuanyi stretched out his hand and opened the first page. The two names next to each other on it made her seem to see that she still had some ideas. When they were young, Wang Jia and Yuan Jia stood at the gate of the nursery and opened their hands to themselves.

In a trance, a drop of tear has already dripped onto the paper, soaking the pure white paper.

Wang Jia lay prone on the table, motionless.

Wang Yuanyi carefully put the manuscript paper back on the table, looked at Wang Jia who was lying on his stomach, she was so close, she could already feel the coldness on Wang Jia's body... She choked up a bit, and quickly realized , said in a low voice "good night, mother", and then went out softly with a little confusion.

She closed the door as if fleeing, and stumbled to the foot of the stairs.

Finally, she couldn't run anymore. She was 50 years old and she leaned against the wall and wept silently.

The snow outside the window is getting bigger and bigger.

In the room with a smart housekeeper, a comfortable constant temperature is maintained.

Sleeping peacefully in such a room, mother will not feel cold.

—Mom, good night.

The author has something to say: Fanwai · Final Dream

Yuan Jia, who was awakened by the alarm clock, bounced off the bed, got out of bed quickly, and went into the toilet to solve the major issues in life.

While washing his hands, he unintentionally glanced at the mirror, and when the image flashed back in Yuan Jia's mind, he realized something was wrong.

When focusing on the mirror again, Yuan Jia touched his face in disbelief and asked "Huh?"

——Wang Jia’s face is in the mirror!

Yuan Jia looked at his long arms and legs again... This time he was right, it was really Wang Jia's body.

The air in the upper layer is similar.

Yuan Jia thought.

Turning to the dining room, Yuan Jia saw Wang Jia who was wearing her own skin. She looked at her helplessly and depressedly, and seemed to have some resentment.Because of Wang Jia's expression, Yuan Jia couldn't help laughing "fufufu".

"Well, it's time to eat—!"

Yuan Jia felt that all the images were going backwards, blurred and distorted into a mass of darkness.

Pulled by the voice, Yuan Jia struggled to open his eyes again.

Wang Jia's enlarged face appeared in front of her eyes, which startled her.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Jia pinched Yuan Jia's cheek and asked casually.

Yuan Jia thought of Wang Jia in his dream, and smiled again.He reached out and hugged Wang Jia's neck, and his whole body hung on Wang Jia's body, Yuan Jia said lazily: "Good thing. By the way, what shall we have for breakfast?"

"You like to eat. Get up early for breakfast." Wang Jia rubbed Yuan Jia's head, kissed Yuan Jia's lips, turned and went downstairs.

Yuan Jia glanced out the window - the sun is shining!