The full-level boss takes the whole family to farm after crossing

Chapter 305 The Graveyard
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"When you're young, don't sigh all the time."

Hearing Wei Xiaoqi's consolation, Jiang Wunian sighed again.

She is not young.

At this time, she was blowing the wind by the field, Yang Yuecheng came over and sat next to her, also let out a long sigh.

Wei Xiaoqi: "..."

I don't really understand how you write scripts.

Yang Yuecheng and Jiang Wunian looked at each other, and saw the feeling of being connected with each other in each other's eyes.

Without him.

Cavan.

After all, Jiang Wunian is someone who has been here, and he still doesn't forget to comfort Yang Yuecheng in a low voice, "It's the bottleneck period, just get over it."

Yang Yuecheng frowned: "But I want to write."

Want to write, but can't write, this feeling is really painful.

Unlike Jiang Wunian, whose brain was temporarily inactive due to laziness and cancer, Yang Yuecheng finally found her hobby after 15 years of ignorance. She even vaguely had the idea of ​​dedicating her whole life to it.

But at this time, she began to be dissatisfied with the words she wrote.

I can't say exactly where I am dissatisfied.

Anyway, the more I look at it, the more troublesome I feel.

Jiang Wunian had a feeling that Yang Yuecheng's current bottleneck period was caused by her.

Because the first novel was influenced by her and full of bloody elements, it laid the beginning for the next road to a large extent.

The types of scripts she has come into contact with must be far less than her.

So the brain is limited in a certain frame.

"Come, come, eat pineapples." Lu Jingzhi carried a small basket with sliced ​​pineapples in it. The color was bright yellow, and the aroma of the pineapples hit their faces, and they immediately salivated.

Jiang Tanyue had never eaten pineapple before, and she was overwhelmed by the taste as soon as she took a bite.

Sweet and sour.

For a while, the troubles dissipated a lot.

Hearing their casual chat, Lu Jingzhi said casually, "Bottleneck period? Real knowledge comes from practice."

Jiang Wunian covered her face, second sister, you forgot that you are only 12 years old.

Do you have to fall in love with yourself after writing a novel?

Lu Jingzhi cheered up and put the matter behind him, "Tomorrow I'm going to the mountains, does anyone want to go with me to relax?"

Jiang Wunian raised his hand positively.

Although she didn't know how she was favored by the deep mountains, Yang Yuecheng was unwilling to take risks. The mountains were humid, the water vapor was heavy, and the clothes would be caught by the branches and leaves. She shook her head and refused.

Or stay at home and continue to be bald

Wei Xiaoqi said, "I'm going to school."

The next day the two sisters went up the mountain.

Unlike wandering around in the past, Lu Jingzhi has a purpose in mind this time.

In front of the big tree surrounded by five or six people, the roots were intertwined. She stepped steadily on the brown tree roots that protruded even higher than her, and reached in front of the trunk.

With a supernatural power, his finger wiped on the tree, and a piece of bark fell down.

"Second sister, is this... the tomb?" Jiang Wunian suddenly felt a storm in his heart.

There wasn't much in it, just a few small strips of cloth that were almost losing their color.

The standing wooden block is very conspicuous, with simplified characters engraved on it from top to bottom.

It is the cemetery of the family of four, the original owner of the third bedroom of the Jiang family.

Lu Jingzhi thought she was asking why the cemetery was on a tree, and explained earnestly, "Put it somewhere else for fear of being picked up by someone. When I saw Jiang Xiaomiao in the cemetery, there was a 'Jiang Xiaomiao' alive and kicking... It's still safe in the mountains, but After all, it is a deep mountain, and the small raised mounds will be trampled down by wild beasts soon, so I opened up this place on the tree."

Occupying someone else's body, worshiping, is the mind.

(End of this chapter)