A widower's entertainment

Chapter 426 [Siblings] (Please Subscribe)

Xinghua Hutong, Beijing.

Whether it was "The Reader" winning the Best Actress award at the Berlin Film Festival or "The Hunt" winning the Best Actor award at the Oscars, Lin Youcheng didn't pay much attention to these things. Of course, Lin Youcheng was also well aware that because these two films won international awards, there would naturally be more directors and actors who wanted to collaborate with him as a screenwriter.

It's fair to say that there are many people both domestically and internationally who want to collaborate with Lin Youcheng. However, it's clear that most people in China know that this renowned writer and screenwriter has recently had a daughter and is currently busy taking care of her.

Zhang Wei from the People's Literature magazine would occasionally visit Lin Youcheng in Xinghua Hutong. However, he knew that Lin Youcheng was taking care of his child, so even if he wanted to urge Lin Youcheng to write more, he couldn't be too direct when he saw Lin Youcheng taking care of his child. However, he did try to subtly inquire about Lin Youcheng's future creative plans.

"Youcheng, speaking of which, after Zhaole was born, you created several classic novels. Now that you have a daughter named Zhaoyuan, do you have any inspiration?"

Zhang Wei looked at Lin Youcheng and asked this question.

Clearly, Zhang Wei believed that taking care of the child would not affect Lin Youcheng's writing at all. After all, he knew very well that Lin Youcheng had been taking care of the child, working as a street sweeper, and writing manuscripts all at the same time after his youngest son was born. Moreover, it was during that time that Lin Youcheng's creative passion was at its peak, and he published several classic novels in succession.

Lin Youcheng found Zhang Wei's words somewhat amusing, knowing that Zhang Wei was actually just urging him to finish his manuscript.

After all, since the previously published novel "Father and Son", Lin Youcheng has not published any novels, and even his writing has been limited to the TV series script "Crossing the Guandong".

"If I write a new article, I will definitely let you know."

Hearing Lin Youcheng's words, Zhang Wei smiled. He knew that most of Lin Youcheng's previous novels were published in the magazine "People's Literature," so he was very supportive of his editor. He couldn't help but say, "I'm just looking forward to your new manuscript."

“Your creative passion has always been very strong, and I don’t want you to stop like this.”

Zhang Wei jokingly said with a smile, "You have a new child now, so you can hurry up and write a new novel."

"I still have to take care of the baby!"

Xie Shuhua, who was holding Lin Zhaoyuan inside the house, also came out, looked at Zhang Wei, and said, "This child isn't being raised by you alone."

Lin Youcheng looked at Xie Shuhua's little daughter in her arms. Now her little face had opened up, and her chubby little face was very cute. Lin Zhaole would no longer think that his little sister was ugly, nor would he need to worry about Lin Zhaoyuan's future. He smiled and called out, "Yuanyuan."

Lin Zhaoyuan also seemed very fond of her father, Lin Youcheng, and chuckled when she saw him.

Lin Youcheng's smile widened even more as he took Lin Zhaoyuan from Xie Shuhua's arms and held his youngest daughter with great gentleness.

Seeing how diligently Lin Youcheng was taking care of the child, and how much he clearly doted on his youngest daughter, Zhang Wei couldn't help but remark, "Your youngest daughter seems to be quite attached to you!"

"Of course, I've always taken care of her, often comforting her late at night."

Looking at his little daughter in his arms, Lin Youcheng found her incredibly adorable. He cherished this tiny child no matter how he looked at her. Although he wasn't exactly a late-in-life father, he was already forty-three years old, and having such a little daughter at this age was undoubtedly a source of great joy for him.

Lin Youcheng didn't know if the royal family loved their youngest son, but he truly doted on his youngest daughter.

Upon hearing Lin Youcheng's words, Xie Shuhua couldn't help but say, "I also tried to comfort her that night. I don't know why, but she's often very energetic in the middle of the night, and her crying is really loud. Youcheng and I both think that her voice could be used for singing in the future."

Xie Shuhua's words were naturally a joke, but as a new mother, she was indeed caught off guard at first when it came to taking care of Lin Zhaoyuan. There were many things she didn't understand, but fortunately, she had Lin Youcheng, a very experienced father, which made things much easier for her.

Looking at Lin Youcheng and Xie Shuhua, Zhang Wei knew that the family was also busy taking care of the child. However, he still said to Xie Shuhua, "Shuhua, you have to help me urge him to write the manuscript!"

"We can't keep writing movie scripts and TV series scripts and never write novel manuscripts!"

Zhang Wei had naturally heard about Lin Youcheng's previous film winning awards abroad, and he also knew that Lin Youcheng had written a very impressive TV series script, which was produced in collaboration with CCTV and several other local TV stations. Although he was also looking forward to and curious about Lin Youcheng's script, he was undoubtedly even more excited about Lin Youcheng's new novel.

Xie Shuhua understood Zhang Wei's meaning and said with a smile, "Director Zhang, don't worry, I will also urge him to write a new novel manuscript."

Hearing Xie Shuhua's words, Zhang Wei couldn't help but laugh. In fact, Zhang Wei knew that many writers no longer wrote novels, and more people started writing film and television works. This was because TV dramas were more widely disseminated. He said, "If you really want to write a script, that's fine too. However, some scripts can still be published in the form of novels."

Upon hearing this, Xie Shuhua couldn't help but laugh. Clearly, she knew that Zhang Wei was telling the truth. Lin Youcheng's previous novels, "Love" and "Father and Son," were originally screenplays, which were later published as short stories.

"I don't think the script of 'Crossing the Guandong' is suitable for publication as a novel."

Xie Shuhua thought Zhang Wei might also be referring to the drama filmed by CCTV, so she turned to Lin Youcheng and asked, "Youcheng, what do you think?"

Lin Youcheng, holding the child, naturally heard Xie Shuhua and Zhang Wei's conversation and said, "It's not suitable. You'll understand why when the TV series airs later."

As he spoke, Lin Youcheng looked at Zhang Wei and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will still write novel manuscripts later. After all, I still need to earn money for my child's milk powder."

These words made Zhang Wei and Xie Shuhua burst into laughter.

Zhang Wei, in particular, knew very well that with the royalties Lin Youcheng earned from writing manuscripts and the exorbitant copyright fees from overseas scripts, he wouldn't lack money for baby formula. In fact, with Lin Youcheng's wealth, he could easily support ten or eight more children.

Lin Youcheng had no idea what Zhang Wei was thinking. If he had known there were ten or eight more children, he wouldn't have wanted his money, he would have wanted his life.

Zhang Wei's visit to urge them to finish their manuscript was just a formality, so they didn't stay long. They chatted for a while, then took their leave without disturbing Lin Youcheng and Xie Shuhua while they were taking care of the baby.

……

Lin Zhaoqing is about to take the college entrance examination, which is a time of great pressure for him. Although he wants to spend more time playing with his little sister, it is clear that his studies are the most important thing. He spends most of his time studying after school.

As for the other younger ones, they naturally all play with the youngest sister.

"Sister, sister!"

After school, Lin Zhaole rushed to see his little sister, Lin Zhaoyuan. He had finally become an older brother, and now he doted on his little sister Lin Zhaoyuan from the bottom of his heart. He had worried before that his little sister would be ugly, but now she was growing cuter and cuter, which naturally made Lin Zhaole, as her older brother, like her even more.

Lin Zhaole, who is eleven years old, can also hold the little girl. He holds her very carefully, afraid that he might accidentally drop her.

The other older siblings also genuinely loved their little sister, and they would all gather around to see Lin Zhaoyuan after school. When Lin Zhaoman saw Lin Zhaole holding Lin Zhaoyuan, he couldn't help but say, "Zhaole, let me hold her for a while."

"No, I'm holding you right now!"

Clearly, Lin Zhaole still refused even when faced with his fourth brother's request.

Lin Zhaoman wasn't angry at all; he smiled and teased Lin Zhaoyuan, who was in Lin Zhaole's arms.

In that instant, Lin Zhaole, taking a step, probably didn't notice the threshold and stumbled and fell. Fortunately, Lin Zhaoman was there and caught Lin Zhaoyuan as he was about to fall, while he himself knelt on the ground.

Lin Zhaole was startled, breaking out in a cold sweat. He didn't dare to think about what would happen if he had actually hurt Lin Zhaoyuan, so he quickly checked on Lin Zhaoyuan to see if she was alright.

Lin Zhaoyuan seemed unaware of what had just happened, nor was she frightened to tears. She simply looked at Lin Zhaoman and Lin Zhaole with a smile on her round face, appearing completely bewildered.

When Lin Zhaomei saw that Lin Zhaole had almost dropped Lin Zhaoyuan, her expression became very serious. She couldn't help but scold him, "Zhaole, you almost dropped your little sister! She's so small! You have to be careful when you're holding her!"

Lin Zhaole naturally knew that he hadn't been paying attention and was terrified. He really didn't dare to think about what would have happened if he had dropped the little girl. After all, she was still so young. Hearing his third sister Lin Zhaomei's reprimand, Lin Zhaole didn't dare to say a word in his defense.

Lin Zhaohuan naturally knew that the moment just now was very dangerous, but fortunately Lin Zhaoman reacted quickly and hugged Lin Zhaoyuan.

Lin Zhaoman didn't dare to hold Lin Zhaoyuan any longer and put her back in the cradle.

"Zhaoman, are you alright?"

Lin Zhaohuan also came over to check if Lin Zhaoyuan was alright, but she also glanced at Lin Zhaoman's knee and said with a pained expression, "Your knee is bleeding."

These words naturally made Lin Zhaole even more embarrassed and guilty. He asked Lin Zhaoman in a low voice, "Fourth Brother, are you alright? Does it hurt a lot?"

When Lin Zhaomei saw that Lin Zhaole was injured, she was very worried. She quickly lifted up Lin Zhaoman's trouser leg and took a look. Her knee was indeed bleeding. It was obvious that Lin Zhaoman had subconsciously tried to hug Lin Zhaoyuan at that moment.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine."

Lin Zhaoman didn't want Lin Zhaomei to blame Lin Zhaole, so he quickly said that he was fine.

Lin Zhaomei knew her younger brother's personality well and didn't want them to blame Lin Zhaole.

Seeing that Lin Zhaoman's knees were bleeding, Lin Zhaole felt extremely guilty and quickly said, "Fourth Brother, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, it's really okay!"

Lin Zhaoman patted Lin Zhaole on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to worry, and said, "It's just a bump, it's nothing."

Just then, Lin Youcheng came over. Seeing Lin Zhaoman's knee injury, he frowned and asked with some concern, "How did you get hurt?"

"It's nothing, I just tripped and fell."

Looking at the expressions of the others, especially Lin Zhaole's embarrassed look, Lin Youcheng knew that something must have happened between the children. However, since Lin Zhaoman didn't say anything, he didn't ask. He said to Lin Zhaomei, "Zhaomei, keep an eye on Zhaoyuan. I'm going to apply some medicine to Zhaoman."

Lin Zhaomei naturally nodded.

Lin Youcheng took Lin Zhaoman to clean the wound on his knee and apply some ointment. Although it was just a scrape and some bleeding, it still needed to be treated.

"Zhaoman, how did you fall just now?"

Lin Zhaoman is already fifteen years old this year, so he naturally doesn't think that scraping his knee is a big deal. Although it hurts a bit, he was really worried that his little sister would fall, so he said, "Dad, it's okay, I just accidentally fell."

Clearly, Lin Zhaoman didn't want to mention that Lin Zhaole had almost dropped his sister while holding her.

Hearing Lin Zhaoman say the same thing again, Lin Youcheng didn't ask any more questions. He knew his son was always very sensible and had taken care of his younger siblings since he was little. Although he didn't talk much, he was very obedient. He didn't think Lin Zhaoman would have any conflict with Lin Zhaole, and said, "Be careful."

Lin Zhaoman smiled and said, "I know."

While Lin Youcheng was treating Lin Zhaoman's wounds, Lin Zhaomei was scolding Lin Zhaole, saying, "You can't be so reckless in the future!"

Lin Zhaole nodded repeatedly, assuring her, "Third Sister, don't worry, I will be extra careful from now on!"

Lin Zhaomei naturally knew that Lin Zhaole did not do it on purpose, so she didn't say anything. She was also relieved that her little sister Lin Zhaoyuan hadn't fallen. Otherwise, if such a small girl had been hurt, she didn't know how much it would have hurt.

Thinking about it this way, Lin Zhaomei couldn't help but feel sorry for Lin Zhaoman.

Lin Zhaomei was thinking about Lin Zhaoman when she saw Lin Zhaoman running over and hurriedly asked, "Are you alright?"

Lin Zhaoman smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's nothing."

As she spoke, Lin Zhaoman ran up to Lin Zhaole and said, "I'm fine, don't think about it. But you have to be more careful when you hug her in the future!"

Lin Zhaole nodded repeatedly.

Lin Zhaoman didn't say anything more, and then smiled at Lin Zhaoyuan lying in the cradle, saying, "Yuanyuan, call me brother! Brother!"

Little Lin Zhaoyuan, inside the cradle, looked at her older brothers and sisters, babbling happily and grinning.

As Lin Youcheng watched this scene, with his four older brothers and sisters, Lin Zhaoman and Lin Zhaoyuan, surrounding the cradle and teasing the little Lin Zhaoyuan inside with smiles on their faces, his smile deepened.

(End of this chapter)