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Chapter 307, Mother-in-law helps her daughter to chase her son-in-law, new book (please subscribe!)

Zhou Shihe, holding a book in her hands, is as quiet as a fairy in a painting. Her charm is so subtle and delicate, and every detail exudes a charming and fragile temperament. Every gaze can make people fall in love with her.

She also has a unique ability. Even if it is a very simple dress, when she wears it, it looks particularly different, as if it can turn decay into magic and turn the ordinary into precious.

Women are very perceptive. Feeling that he was silently watching them, Zhou Shihe's fingers holding the book tightened quietly, her small mouth pouted slightly, and the book shifted slightly without leaving a trace, so that her head could be better hidden behind the book.

After doing all this, she turned a page of the book every once in a while, and then turned a page every once in a while, in a very regular manner.

It was not until the man withdrew his gaze, picked up the envelope and began to look through it that she calmed down and continued reading Jane Eyre.

Hearing that she was turning the pages of the book more slowly, Li Heng suddenly asked, "Is there any secret hidden in this book?"

Zhou Shihe was stunned for a moment, then he said after a moment's hesitation: "Yes."

Li Heng had just asked casually, but he didn't expect that he would actually ask it. He raised his head and said, "What is it? Could it be related to me?"

Zhou Shihe smiled knowingly, put down the book and revealed a graceful and clear face, "Look for yourself."

Hearing this, Li Heng put the envelope he had just opened aside, stood up, walked to the bed, and took the book from her.

Just one glance and he was stunned!
this.
There was actually a piece of information on it, in which Aunt Shen Xin taught her daughter how to develop her own strategy, and it was recorded in red pen behind a paragraph of text.

For example, what comes into view on this page is Strategy 6: Noble Exit!

That’s right, this is the 6th strategy, and the trick is “noble exit”.

There is a detailed annotation at the end: cut off the communication when you are chatting most enthusiastically, face him sideways, hold a book or other things in your hand, and leave him alone to stare at your profile and let his imagination run wild.

Shen Xin told her daughter in words: Remember an underlying logic. The feeling you give him must often be his own imagination. Give him enough room for imagination so that he can have more daydreams.

After reading it, Li Heng was stunned. He immediately turned to the front and found the other 5 items after a while.

For example, the 5th rule of attacking the heart: playing hard to get.

For example, the fourth rule of winning the heart: create a sense of picture.

Seeing the expressions on his face changing back and forth, more exciting than a roller coaster, Zhou Shihe couldn't help laughing, and watched with his head tilted up without blinking.

After a long time, he finished flipping through the book and found a total of 8 items, collectively known as the 8 strategies.

Li Heng didn't know whether to be happy or sad?

What the hell, how could I have deserved this and deserve Aunt Shen Xin to be so scheming against me?
Li Heng took two deep breaths and calmed down before asking, "Have you finished reading all of this?"

Their eyes met, and Zhou Shihe looked away calmly. After a while, he hummed softly.

Li Heng stared at her face, "Do you really want to laugh?"

Zhou Shihe smiled and said, "No."

Li Heng was speechless: "You've already laughed."

Zhou Shihe pursed her lips, pursed her lips again, and finally smiled lightly. Her smile was like a white orchid fanned by a light silk fan. Even the curve of her mouth corners was so perfect that Li Heng was speechless for a moment.

Realizing his situation, Zhou Shihe gradually restrained all expressions, lowered his head to stare at the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the bedding, and became silent.

At this moment, he looked at her, she looked at the bedding, one stood condescendingly, the other half sat on the head of the bed, both of them motionless, as if time had stood still.

I don't know how long it took.
At a certain moment, Li Heng moved, put "Jane Eyre" next to her, turned away from the bedside, sat back on the sofa without saying a word, opened the envelope, and continued what he had unfinished.

Zhou Shihe was silent for a moment, then picked up the book again and began to read silently.

He opened the third letter from Xiao Han.

To be honest, this was the first time in my life that my wife had written me a serious letter. The letter paper was not thin, with two pages in total.

But the content above is hard to describe in a few words, it’s so diverse that I can only write whatever comes to mind.

In Xiao Han's own words: Mr. Li, I have a thousand words to say to you in my diary, but I become speechless when I write to you.

For example, to express longing, I don't know whether to write "I miss you?" or "Hey! Do you miss me?" in a questioning tone.

Hey, anyway, writing this and that doesn't fit my style, it's so corny! Why don't you hurry back after the Spring Festival Gala and hug me and give me a bite unexpectedly? That's it, I've expressed my longing for you, you can experience the spirit of it yourself.

As expected of her clever and quirky daughter-in-law, Li Heng felt inexplicably happy when he saw this and couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Shihe, who was lying on the bed, glanced at him and then focused on the book again.

In the letter, Xiao Han first reported that he was safe and then said that he had returned home.

Then she said that the atmosphere of the New Year was very strong in the small town. When she was bored, she wrote 30 couplets in calligraphy and took them to the market to test the waters. Unexpectedly, the business was so good that they were sold out in half an hour. At 5 cents a pair, she earned 15 yuan.

Xiao Han was a little proud and joked that she planned to make more money during the Chinese New Year to save up for her dowry. "Mr. Li, you have to work hard! If you can get me, all this money will be yours."

He knew that his daughter-in-law had good handwriting since she was young, but she was surprised to see her doing small business. However, thinking of her playful personality, everything seemed reasonable.

But he was wondering, are Spring Festival couplets so easy to sell?
Could the buyer be attracted by her? She is a college student, the daughter of a party secretary, and is known as the "small town fairy" by gossipers because of her excessive beauty. The buyer is probably asking for a bit of luck.

After all, college students are rare these days. A village only produces one every few years, and some villages don't produce even one for several years. Every one of them is deified, and every college student is said to be a man of great talent.

Of course, Shangwan Village is an exception. It has always produced college students and is very famous in the surrounding area.

Many old people said that the reason why Shangwan Village has been prosperous is that the terrain at the entrance of the village gathers wind and hides treasures, which was a good place for a king in ancient times.

After talking about the fun things in town and at home, Xiao Han talked about scarves again at the end of the letter: A grey scarf is not very attractive. Maybe Mrs. Song will give you a white one, and Mrs. Chen will give you her favorite black and white plaid one. So guess why I gave you a grey one? The letter ends here. It's too difficult to write. I'm really not good at romance. See you at the Spring Festival Gala!
After reading the last paragraph, Li Heng felt that it was a close call!

This daughter-in-law is so smart that she could predict the matter of the scarf. She is using her own army as an advantage. Fortunately, I drew hers in the lot, otherwise the matter would not be resolved.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess why Song Yu is wearing a white scarf, because she likes white and most of her clothes are white.

It was just Zijin's scarf that he thought about for a long time before he remembered that when he was in the second grade of junior high school, Zijin had knitted one for him, also a black and white plaid scarf.

At that time, Zijin said that black and white plaid was the most beautiful.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Han, who had been watching coldly, kept it all in mind.

After reading the third letter, he opened the last letter, which was from Mai Sui.

The envelope is a bit thin, with only a piece of letter paper inside.

The content is even less, just two paragraphs.

In the first paragraph, Mai Sui said that he arrived home on the afternoon of the 31st, stayed at Manning's house for a night, and then returned to his own home, where he was busy with trivial matters.

The core of this paragraph is just one thing: peace.

In the second paragraph, she said she had met Song Yu. The two girls were still in love, and she told him not to worry. She also talked about the details of shopping together and visiting teachers at No. 1 Middle School together.

The two paragraphs come to an abrupt end.

After reading it for the first time, Li Heng paused for a while, then read it again, especially the second paragraph, where Mai Sui told him not to worry. On the contrary, such a calm tone made him feel distressed.

In fact, his worries are not unfounded.

When they met in Shao City, Song Yu didn't mention a word about him and was as intimate with Mai Sui as before. But the more she did this, the more pressure Mai Sui felt and the more guilty he felt.

Mai Sui is a very conservative person. She feels very complicated when her best friend treats her so sincerely.

After reading the four letters one after another, Li Heng put the letters back in their place and put them into the backpack he was carrying, and then...

Then he closed his eyes and meditated on the sofa.

This was a habit he developed during his seven-year career as a civil servant in his previous life. He liked to review things afterwards.

Regarding Song Yu, he felt that this path was the right one. Although the progress was the slowest, it was undoubtedly the most acceptable to the other party. As long as he persisted, he had confidence.

As for Zijin, I have to bear with her for the time being and spend more time with her after returning from the Spring Festival Gala.

Xiao Han, this scheming wife, is a bit of a headache. I didn't understand her well after living with her for so many years in my previous life, and the same is true in this life. Fortunately, I went to Shanghai, otherwise it would be hard to say what the situation would be. It might be like struggling for many years just like in my previous life.

As for the wheat ears, Li Heng's thoughts stopped here. He knew everything in this life, and his past life seemed like a dream.

The house was quiet, and time passed unknowingly to one o'clock in the morning.

At a certain moment, Zhou Shihe, who felt a little tired of reading in one posture, moved his body slightly, and then looked at him. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his eyes closed, like a Buddha, motionless.

After keeping his eyes on him for two seconds, Zhou Shihe withdrew his gaze and turned the page to read again.

In the silence, Li Heng suddenly spoke: "Comrade Shihe, remember to keep the things in the book a secret for me."

Zhou Shihe said yes without even raising his head.

Li Heng thought about it and warned: "Don't read this book in front of Teacher Yu."

Zhou Shihe glanced at him, but he still had his eyes closed.

She said quietly, "It will be finished in a little while."

Li Heng opened his eyes and asked, "Why do I feel like you're not surprised at all?"

Zhou Shihe looked strange and raised his head: "Didn't you notice anything?"

Li Heng asked: "What did you notice?"

After staring at each other for a while, Zhou Shihe, unable to hold on any longer, lowered his eyelids and stared at the book without saying a word.

Li Heng asked, "You mean, you've already figured out that Aunt Shen Xin has feelings for me?"

After saying that, he slapped his forehead with his right hand and said, "Slip of the tongue, it's not that Aunt Shen Xin has feelings for me, I mean, have you seen that Aunt Shen Xin has chosen me as her son-in-law?"

Zhou Shihe smiled gently: "Would you agree?"

Li Heng smiled and shook his head, "No, I'm not worthy. Being the son-in-law of a rich and powerful family is like being a bird in a cage, what's the point? I'm used to being free and unconstrained, and I hate those rules."

Zhou Shihe looked into his eyes again and hummed softly.

Li Heng sighed: "Hey, don't gloat over other people's misfortune, Mr. Yu probably doesn't know the secrets in the book.

If you knew, you wouldn't have given me the book, really... Oh, really!"

Having said this, he was speechless for a moment.

Zhou Shihe didn't respond.

After about 20 minutes, she closed the book and handed it to him.

Li Heng stood up and took it, then asked out of the blue, "How many strategies are there in the book to win the heart?"

Zhou Shihe answered instinctively: "8."

Li Heng immediately frowned and stared into her eyes.

Zhou Shihe lowered her head and smiled to herself. As time went by, under his gaze, a blush rose on her cheeks, and then the smile disappeared. She shrank down like a loach into the quilt, tilted her head, turned her head inward, and faced away from him.

Li Heng stopped teasing her and returned to his bed. He reached out and pulled the switch, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

He said, "Please, completely forget about it, please!"

"okay."

In the darkness, a mosquito-like sound was heard for a long time.

It was getting late, and Li Heng, who was a little sleepy, went to bed and fell asleep quickly.

Hearing the familiar breathing sound coming from next door, Zhou Shihe slowly turned over and subconsciously looked in the direction where he was sleeping. Then he slowly sat up, quietly took off his coat and sweater.

Just then, there were faint sounds of footsteps outside the door.

Zhou Shihe froze and stared at the door.

After a while, the footsteps faded away.

She glanced in the direction of Li Heng again and fell asleep.

The night passed.

When Li Heng woke up, the room was empty.

Miss Zhou, who was sleeping in the bed opposite him, had already gotten up, but he had no idea when she walked out of the room.

Did I sleep so soundly last night, he wondered absentmindedly.

Generally speaking, he is a very alert person and any movement outside can wake him up.

Could it be that they are too familiar with each other, so subconsciously they have lost their guard and are more relaxed?

That should be the case. They have been together for so long, I can see them when I wake up in the morning and I can see them when I go to bed at night. Needless to say, their relationship is self-evident.

After twisting his hands and yawning several times, Li Heng started to get dressed and get out of bed.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Teacher Yu and Zhou Shihe sitting on the sofa. He took the initiative to greet them: "Good morning, teacher. Good morning, Comrade Shihe."

Yu Shuheng nodded.

Zhou Shihe smiled, and then discussed the dishes for the New Year’s Eve dinner with Teacher Yu again.

When he finished washing up, Yu Shuheng pointed at the breakfast on the coffee table and said, "New Year's Eve dinner, do you have any customs there?"

Li Heng took a cup of tofu pudding, sipped it and joked, "No, don't bother me. I don't care about what I eat. There is nothing I can't eat, whether it's flying in the sky or crawling on the ground or swimming in the water. My mouth is pretty versatile."

Yu Shuheng smiled elegantly and said, "We will make six dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner. You make three Hunan dishes and Shihe makes three Huaiyang dishes. What do you think?"

Li Heng asked: "Which three Hunan dishes do you want to eat?"

Zhou Shihe handed him the menu written in the notebook.

He took it and looked at it. There were 6 dishes on the book.

They are: chopped pepper fish head, spicy chicken cubes, Maoxuewang, crab meat lion head, boiled dried shredded vegetables and Wensi tofu.

The first three are Hunan cuisine, and the last three are Huaiyang cuisine.

After reading it, Li Heng said, "It's pretty good. The combination is reasonable. There is chicken, fish, and meat. All three are complete."

Zhou Shihe asked: "How about making a whole fish, with a head and a tail, so that we can have plenty every year?"

Li Heng turned to Yu Shuheng: "In theory, fish and chicken should have a beginning and an end. What do you think, teacher?"

Yu Shuheng said: "I really want to eat chopped pepper fish head. How about boiled fish with both head and tail?"

Zhou Shihe said: "Seven dishes doesn't sound good, why don't we add one more to make it an even number."

Li Heng asked: "Shihe, are you going to do it? Or should I do it?"

Zhou Shihe said with a smile: "Come here, I'm tired of Huaiyang cuisine, I want to eat your Jianghu cuisine."

"Okay." The three of them discussed it and decided that the last dish would be stir-fried pork kidney.

They all love to eat kidney.

After preparing the menu for the New Year's Eve dinner, the three of them went about their own business while Yu Shuheng went to make a phone call to order ingredients.

Li Heng went into the study and studied the materials and documents he brought with him.

Zhou Shihe was afraid of disturbing him, so she didn't go into the house, but sat in the yard for a while. Later, the two girls went out shopping together.

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them gathered together to make final preparations for the Spring Festival Gala the day after tomorrow and rehearse "The Original Scenery of Hometown".

The rehearsal lasted for 4 hours and ended at 5 o'clock.

For the next two days, Li Heng stayed in his room in the morning, reading materials and preparing for the new book, and rehearsed with them in the afternoon.

After 2 o'clock in the morning on February 14, Li Heng, after brewing his emotions, spread out his notebook, picked up a pen and wrote on it: Bai Lu Yuan.

After writing the three words, he put down his pen and paused.

After much deliberation, he decided not to write exactly according to the original work, but to add his own things on the basis of the original work, adding what he saw, heard, thought and felt throughout his life.

At the same time, according to the background of the book, he also needs to undergo surgery. Even if it doesn't require severe repairs or a complete makeover, at least he wants to try to get it as close to his own living environment as possible.

According to his conception, the original work accounts for 60% of his own content in "White Deer Plain", and his own content accounts for 40%.
Well, maybe it’s just my personal thinking that is at work. Among the many Mao Dun Literature Prize-winning works, he liked the three books "Ordinary World", "White Deer Plain" and "The World" the most in his previous life.

Especially the first two books, which he regarded as classics among classics.

"Ordinary World" has already been published, so I can't write it anymore.

The book "The World" continues into the new century. It is too early to let it appear now, and many contents cannot be written in full, which is inevitable with regrets.

As for "White Deer Plain", Li Heng struggled for a while but finally decided to write it.

He felt that without such a heavyweight literary work as a foundation, his path as a writer would be incomplete, and it would be flawed to follow this path in his rebirth.

Although he is ambitious and wants to spread his fame abroad and to the whole world, he still lacks an opportunity, so he has to lay a solid foundation in China first and then go out and explore in the future.

Mr. Chen, I'm sorry! I believe that with your ability, you will definitely produce another masterpiece, Li Heng muttered to himself. After thinking for a long time, he picked up the pen again and wrote "Chapter 1".

Bai Jiaxuan later became proud of the fact that he had married seven women in his life.
The first chapter begins with the curse that Bai Jiaxuan is unlucky and will marry someone he doesn't deserve. It's a bit sad, but at the same time it's filled with a mysterious atmosphere, making the whole book shrouded in an oriental mythological color, highlighting the protagonist's helplessness in facing fate and his hopeless tragedy.

"White Deer Plain" has nearly 50 words, and the first chapter has more than words, which is very long.

Li Heng wrote non-stop for the whole morning and noon, and he finally finished it until his wrist was sore.

Ouch! Writing by hand is really tiring. I really miss the days when we had computers.

But then again, no matter how much he complains, if he really were given a computer, he would not use it. He would choose to write by hand because it gives him a sense of ritual, sacredness and heaviness.

He put down his pen and relaxed for a while, then picked up the manuscript again and read it carefully twice from beginning to end. After a long time, he took up his pen again, polishing it word by word and paragraph by paragraph.

During this period of intensive revision, he was completely immersed in his own writing world, forgetting the darkness of the sky, the rising and setting of the sun and the moon, forgetting hunger, and forgetting time.

At 1: p.m., Zhou Shihe and Yu Shuheng met in the piano room as usual, but after waiting for him for half an hour, there was no movement from Li Heng.

Yu Shuheng raised her right wrist to check her watch: "He didn't have lunch today. Did he start writing?"

Zhou Shihe shook his head gently. "I didn't dare to open the door to look in because I was afraid of interrupting his train of thought. The curtains have been drawn since morning."

After that, the two women looked at each other and fell silent.

After a long while, Yu Shuheng put the violin at her feet into the violin case, stood up and said:

"Let's not wait for now. We can rehearse when he comes out. We have been preparing for the Spring Festival Gala for so long. It doesn't matter if we delay for a while. Writing is the important thing."

Zhou Shihe nodded, agreeing with what Teacher Yu said.

After all, compared with Li Heng's identity as a scholar, appearing on the Spring Festival Gala seems a little underwhelming. The two women have their own measure of what is more important.

After leaving the piano room, Zhou Shihe put the dishes on the table back into the steamer to keep them warm.

Yu Shuheng watched the whole process from the side and said, "I have a feeling he may not be able to come out in the afternoon."

Zhou Shihe responded warmly: "Well, if he comes out late, just make breakfast and dinner."

Yu Shuheng said, "Then I'll go buy some more vegetables, and you stay at home."

Zhou Shihe agreed, and after leaving the kitchen, he quietly sat on the sofa reading the newspaper to kill time.

She originally wanted to read world classics, but the books were in the room and it was difficult for her to get them, so she had to do this.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Jingle Bell!"

A little after 3 p.m., the landline phone on the coffee table rang suddenly.

Zhou Shihe reacted quickly, fearing that the ringing of the phone would disturb Li Heng who was writing in the next room. Without even putting down the newspaper, he leaned forward quickly and picked up the receiver immediately.

"Hello, hello." She said gently.

"Hello, looking for Li Heng." A young female voice came from the other side.

Zhou Shihe subconsciously glanced at the closed door, "Li Heng is busy, who are you? I'll ask him to call you back when he's free."

"I'm his second sister, who are you?"

Li Lan felt that the voice was a little strange, a little soft, and quite dignified. As soon as she heard it, she felt that the other party was very cultured. It seemed that there was no such person among the girls she knew.

Could it be Fudan’s new love?
With such wild thoughts, Li Lan asked, "Are you his classmate at Fudan University?"

Zhou Shihe said yes.

Li Lan rolled her eyes and immediately stopped talking about Chen Zijin and Xiao Han. She said, "The two rabbits he asked me to raise at home are gone. My grandmother killed them when she was entertaining guests. I wasn't at home and couldn't stop it. Please tell him for me."

Zhou Shihe didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was she calling from so far away just for this? She said, "Okay."

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In addition: The timeline of "White Deer Plain" is indeed tight, which is an oversight in March. I must pay attention to extending the time interval for the next book. Thanks to the big guys for pointing it out. But to be honest, I really like this book.

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