I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

Before the old man could answer, he continued, "I think that's the reason. The system's review process is very strict now, and it deletes reader comments all the time."

Next time you post, remember to be careful. Don't post anything argumentative or nitpicky, or you might get deleted and even banned by the system.

In his final sentence, Chen Shuo subtly reminded everyone not to argue, as arguing would inevitably lead to their posts being deleted.

And they will also be banned from speaking.

"......"

Deceiving too much!

The old man almost flew into a rage and slammed his fist on the table, but he almost did, considering it was Chinese New Year, and held back.

I've changed my phone number.

"Alright, Dad, stop trying to leave comments on my book. If you want to read it, go ahead, I'm not saying you can't, but why don't you just read it quietly? Why do you have to find ways to argue with the plot of my book?"

The thing Chen Shuo regrets most in recent years is probably that when he first jumped into the historical pit, he proudly told the old man the title of his book.

Later, not only did he not receive a good review from the old man, he also began deleting comments every day.

I've written three and a half history books in the past few years. The other half is a new book. The dynasties keep changing, but the theme has never changed. They are all historical time travel stories.

One thing that hasn't changed is that a certain reader surnamed Chen, who wishes to remain anonymous, is always arguing. His active presence can be seen in the book review section, under chapters, and in paragraphs.

Starting with the first history book, the price is still rising. The new book that was just published two months ago is still rising. He works tirelessly every day, and he also keeps rising every day.

As soon as a new chapter is released, they cite numerous sources to say that this is wrong, that is wrong, this is unreasonable, that is unreasonable.

I've traveled through history, and you're telling me it's illogical?

Just arguing for the sake of arguing.

"It is, by its very nature, about conflict. Everything serves the plot. As long as the plot is full, everything else is secondary."

So, Dad, let me ask you this: Did Guo Jing really exist in history? Did Qiao Feng and Yang Guo exist?

"No, these people are all fictional. But look at who's watching this and shouting that it's illogical, that it's fake, that these people and events never happened in history, that such people even existed?"

"That's martial arts fiction; it's all fake."

"Then you can also consider what I'm writing as martial arts fiction."

"..."

Chen Jian moved his lips, picked up his large teacup, and sat down to the side, not bothering to pay attention to him. He wasn't blind; he could see the huge historical label on the category.

Sometimes I really feel like nothing has changed. But then I think about how my son is over thirty, reaching the age of thirty, and I want to communicate with him as an equal.

It's even like in other families, where the roles of parents and children are reversed. Before, the parents took care of the children, but after the parents get older, the children take care of the parents.

But can you do that in your own home?

No!

He was a scoundrel when he was young, and now that he's over thirty with children, he's still the same old scoundrel.

Chapter 357 A Little Nostalgic

After finishing their New Year's Eve dinner and waiting for the two children to receive their lucky money and red envelopes, Chen Shuo lingered for a while before preparing to take his wife and children home.

"Mom and Dad, we're going back now. You should get some rest."

"Why don't you stay here for the night? It's not like you don't have room at home."

"I'm not staying here anymore."

Chen Shuo glanced at the sofa, then shook his head in refusal. The sofa at his parents' house was the old-fashioned kind, only suitable for sitting, and uncomfortable to sleep on for one night.

He didn't want to sleep.

"Then how could you drive after drinking?"

"It's okay, let Qi... oh, we'll walk back, it'll be good exercise." Chen Shuo was about to suggest that his wife drive back, but then he thought better of it. The car was so big, she would have trouble even pressing the accelerator, and it was late at night, so who would feel at ease?

This caused Bai Xiaoqi to subtly purse her lips and then give him a glare that left no trace.

"Alright, then be careful on the road."

Goodbye, Grandpa and Grandma!

"Hey, goodbye, goodbye."

It was a deep night outside, and the lights were still on in every household in the neighborhood. Once they got downstairs, Chen Shuo explained, "It's not that I don't want you to drive, it's just that I like to exercise."

"whispering sound..."

Bai Xiaoqi scoffed, "Exercising? Even a dog wouldn't believe that."

The siblings were led all the way to the entrance of the residential area. Chen Qi'an kept turning back, and finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Dad, why aren't we taking a car?"

"Because Dad drank alcohol, and you can't drive after drinking."

"Then why not let Mom drive?"

"Because your mother doesn't want to... Ugh, don't ask anymore, it's much better if we walk back, it'll be good exercise."

"oh...."

Chen Qi'an responded, but at such a young age he had developed a habit of not wanting to move. He walked slowly and reluctantly. Chen Shuo saw that this wouldn't do. He had originally wanted to hail a taxi, but seeing the little brat's attitude, he gave up and walked back instead.

Anyway, it's not far away, only three or four kilometers, you can walk there.

As they passed a commercial street, Chen Shuo suddenly stopped. "Do you still recognize this place?"

“How could I not recognize it?” Bai Xiaoqi pointed to the paving stones over there and said, “That used to be a pit. I lived there back then, hoping to meet a good person and ask for a reward, but I was tricked by some drunk bastard.”

Chen Shuo chuckled upon hearing this and nodded, saying, "Yeah, some idiot got scammed but is still all smiles."

"You're the idiot."

Hearing their conversation, the siblings were a little confused. Finally, Chen Qi'an asked in a puzzled voice, "Mom, did you used to live in a pit?"

"No, you misheard. Your father used to live in a big pit. He was miserable and couldn't even get enough to eat. He was like a beggar. Your mother saw him when she passed by and felt sorry for him, so she kindly took him home. That's how your father got to eat his fill."

Time can heal all wounds. Bai Xiaoqi can now openly talk about those miserable experiences. Although the roles of the two people have been reversed in her story, she is still talking about her own past experiences.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I dream that I am sleeping in that big pit again, or that I am back in the deep forest of the mountains. I open my eyes in fright and find myself in a warm embrace, with a familiar scent, and then I feel at ease.

Now I have a husband and two children.

They're definitely winners in life.

...........

The first thing he did when he got home was to trick the two little brats out of their New Year's money—no, to be more precise, he should have tricked Chen Qi'an out of his New Year's money.

As the siblings grew up, they became less easily fooled than before. The old promises of giving money to their mother and paying it back when they grew up no longer worked.

Even though it wasn't very effective on Chen Qi'an, a stupid little brat, it still worked. All he had to do was say that when he grew up, he would use the money as a bride price for Qiuqiu so that she could marry him, and he would happily hand over the money.

As for Chen Qinghan, she has a strong sense of financial management even at a young age. Starting from kindergarten, she has put her New Year's money in her own piggy bank every year and kept it herself.

Chen Qi'an was envious of this, but when he thought of Nie Qingqiu, he immediately stopped being envious.

What's the point of saving money? Will it even help you get married?

After taking a shower, Chen Shuo told the two little ones to go to sleep quickly. As soon as he crawled into bed, a soft body pressed against him.

Bai Xiaoqi hugged his face and gave him a big kiss, then wrinkled her nose in disgust, "You just took a shower, why do you still smell so strongly of alcohol?"

"Oh, so you're starting to dislike me now?"

"I didn't..."

"Alright, you don't need to say anything more, I understand."

Chen Shuo gestured for a pause. "So you just don't like the smell of alcohol on me? I won't touch you tonight, go to sleep!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and started snoring in a second.

Thanks to the lingering smell of alcohol, he had an excuse to take a day off.

To be honest, although he's still in good physical condition, he's no longer in the lead.

Just as he had suspected before, he always felt that this thing was draining his yang energy, and with the balance of power shifting, it was inevitable that he would find it hard to keep up.

He felt he needed a break.

"..."

Listening to his snoring, Bai Xiaoqi seemed a little dazed. She slowly began to understand, and then grew angrier and angrier. That bastard…

I really want to take off my skirt and fight him!

.........

The night was deep, the desk lamp was on, and there was a few knocks on the door outside the study. Wu Yulan pushed the door open and asked, "What are you busy with? Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, I'm coming, I'm coming..."

Chen Jian agreed verbally, sped up the long list of book reviews, then put away the various historical materials he had spread out, put them back in their original places, and finally stretched and got up from his desk.

Walnut, who hasn't appeared in many chapters, swished its tail and squatted on the balcony, its pair of dark green vertical eyes staring at the vast night outside, appearing both aloof and mysterious.

Unfortunately, its round, chubby body slightly mars its picturesque beauty.

The moonlight also fell on Anya's face. She was sitting on the balcony chatting with her parents. Everyone was calm and peaceful, without the usual noise.

In the end, people tend to reconcile—with their family, with their children, with themselves, and with everything.

Whether you get married or not, life is the same.

Perhaps?

Anya's parents were somewhat confused, but they didn't pressure her any further.

......

After getting up to use the bathroom, Chen Shuo went out and opened the door to the siblings' room to look inside. The two little rascals were sleeping soundly and quietly, without any of the noise they had during the day.

Sometimes I find the two kids annoying, but when I calm down and think about it in the quiet of the night, I am very grateful for the arrival of these two little lives.

The continuation of life also makes their lives complete.

Chen Shuo returned to the large bed in the bedroom, hugged Bai Xiaoqi and gave her a random kiss, which made her grumble twice in dissatisfaction. She then turned over, put her legs on him, and hugged Chen Shuo tightly like a big bear.