Sister, Shut Up!

Su Huai porridge, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the movement, turned to see Su Dajiang, and stared at him for a moment.

Then she nodded towards Su Dajiang, then turned her head back and continued watching TV with her grandma.

This move made Su Dajiang happy.

Although this kind of impolite behavior would be lectured by parents in other people's homes, but putting it between Su Huai Porridge and Su Dajiang was a big step towards easing the relationship.

"Mom, I asked the people in the demolition office, and I agreed with Aunt Guifang and the others. After the demolition here, I will arrange your resettlement house next to Aunt Guifang and the others." Su Dajiang looked at the kitchen. His pressure cooker was cooking something, and he knew that dinner was ready tonight, so he said to Xu Guiying.

Xu Guiying ignored him, her face looked gloomy, and she was not in a good mood.

Hearing what Su Dajiang said, her expression became even more gloomy. She raised her head and looked around the living room, then couldn't help getting up, getting up from the reclining chair, getting off the chair and going upstairs.

Su Huai Porridge quickly followed, and when passing by Su Dajiang, he frowned and said, "Stop talking about the demolition."

Not everyone is looking forward to demolition.

Xu Guiying married to the Su family when she was 16 years old, married and had children with Grandpa Su here, and spent decades together, every bit of memory is embedded in the mottled walls and old furniture.

It has been nearly ten years since Su Huai Porridge's grandfather passed away, and Xu Guiying's bedroom is still decorated and furnished as it was ten years ago.

When Su Dajiang made his fortune back then, Xu Guiying stopped him from redecorating his home, just to keep traces of the old man.

The elderly are nostalgic, used old clothes, plastic bags, cardboard boxes, foam boxes, and even expired medicines must be carefully collected, not to mention the whole family.

Xu Guiying can't decide on the demolition, but she's definitely not in a good mood.

She is not short of compensation and a new modern house in a few years.

Back in her bedroom, Xu Guiying looked at the bed and wardrobe in front of her, and there was still a teapot that her wife used to use on the table beside her.

She doesn't drink tea, but the teapot is still clean and free from dust.

Her wife is not used to smoking ordinary cigarettes, so she likes to smoke pipes. There are three pipes on the counter next to her, each with different styles.

Su Huai Porridge stood behind grandma and watched, knowing the origin of these things very well.

But it must be Xu Guiying herself who wants to say it most clearly.

Grandma is getting old, and now she is over 60 years old, and her memory is not as good as before, but she can remember every old item in the bedroom like a treasure.

Seeing grandma walk to the table, pull out the chair and sit down in a daze, Su Huai porridge felt a little uncomfortable.

In fact, if possible, she does not want Hengtang Village to be demolished.

Although I had a hard life as a child and the life in my memories is always difficult, the memories of Hengtang Village are precious treasures.

Su Huai Porridge walked to the room next to grandma, opened the door, and found the empty bedroom inside, the floor was cleaned very clean, and the bed was still covered with neat quilts.

This is the room where her mother lived.

Now it will disappear with the demolition.

Su Huai porridge sighed, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, then lay down on his side, leaning against the pillow at the head of the bed, as if he could still smell his mother.

……

After dinner, Jiang Miao went upstairs, took his notebook and ran to the desk in his cousin's bedroom, and continued to work on his new book outline.

He plans to try to write the beginning in the last two days.

According to his previous efficiency of writing the beginning, 2000 words a day, and at least five days for the beginning of [-] words.

After writing the beginning, send it to the bigwigs in each author group for review, ask for revision opinions, and then write the second edition.

After the second edition is written, it is customary to send it to everyone, and then revise the third edition.

Then all the first, second and third editions were sent to the editor, and the editor's opinions were synthesized, and then the beginning of the fourth edition was revised.

Back and forth, at least half a month.

If you have new ideas in the middle, you may have to rush for a month.

When the book was actually released, Jiang Miao reckoned that it would be August.

Then again, time flies by so fast.

At the beginning of freshman year, my "My Girlfriend Is a Million Followers" has just been published.

Now two years have passed in a blink of an eye, and he has not only finished the 120 million-word "My Girlfriend is a Million Fan Up Lord", but also finished the 140 million-word "Senior Sister Step on Me!" ".

Although the latter's performance failed to meet his initial expectations, he also made steady progress that was visible to the naked eye.

After all, the book of the up master, in the final analysis, is based on the prototype of the up master that exists in reality, it is easier to write, and it is a tricky behavior.

But "Sister, step on me!" "This book is truly original.

The framework and techniques used in it were all carefully summarized and perfected after he finished the previous book.

Therefore, "Sister Step on Me!" "This book can be regarded as a preliminary proof of Jiang Miao's potential and plasticity in the field of online writing.

At least I can rely on this line of work to make a living without starving myself to death.

But Jiang Miao knew very well that the next book would be the time to really test his web writing skills.

Because in the final analysis, "Sister Step on Me!" "This book is still relatively flattering. The plots in it are all based on his own personal experience, and the writing is natural and lifelike, making people feel like they are on the scene.

But a person's life experience is limited.

No author can walk on the road of continuous improvement unless he often deliberately experiences some new things, or reads a huge amount of books and other creations to continuously recharge himself.

This is especially evident in many Internet writers who cannot keep up with the times.

If you don't keep up with the times and make self-improvement, one day you will be slapped on the beach by the waves.

The master of Internet literature naturally doesn't care whether he will be photographed by Houlang, after all, the money earned by the old book is enough for a lifetime of chic.

The only ones like Jiang Miao, whose current grades are not up or down, can support themselves and even live a good life, but there is no guarantee that their creative inspiration and passion can be escorted all the way, allowing him to keep up with the tide of the times.

Once the pace of progress stops, the next step is self-destruction.

What's more, Jiang Miao enjoys this feeling of progress very much.

To be honest, Jiang Miao still has no confidence in the subject matter of the new book, even if the core is actually based on the daily relationship between the hero and heroine.

The score of this book can be half of that of the previous one. He feels that even if it meets the standard, he doesn't have high expectations.

The reason why many old writers are eunuchs is often because of the gap between their high expectations and slightly insufficient grades, which leads to an imbalance in their mentality. If they can't write, they will cut it.

Jiang Miao couldn't understand this kind of mood now.

After all, so far, he has never encountered a drop in grades.

Even though it's been a hit since the first book, each new book does a little bit better than the last.

Jiang Miao doesn't think she's a talented player, and she can't become a god with a single book, and she doesn't want those awesome bosses to understand the essence of online articles after writing a book or two, and then write a book and it will become a hit.

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He is a down-to-earth accumulation of experience, slowly exploring his own writing methodology, and building his own writing framework bit by bit.

If you really want to count strictly, "Senior Sister Step on Me!" "This is his seventh book.

But in fact, he started to improve his grades from the fifth book.

For the previous books, the first book lost momentum after writing a few chapters, the second book was cut in half before it hit the shelves, and the third book barely made it to the shelves, but the subscriptions were only in single digits, and half of them were pirates subscription.

The fourth book was successfully put on the shelves, but there were only a dozen or so orders on average. After a month of hard work, I got a 600 yuan attendance bonus, which was considered to make up for the postage of the mailing contract, and then it was unfinished.

Until the fifth book, although the early stage was very bumpy, it still managed to hit the shelves with more than 30 words, and the first order was only 160. After a month, I asked for a recommendation from the editor. Before the end, the average order was very close 1000 up.

Then came "My Girlfriend Is a Million Fan Up Master" and "Senior Sister Step on Me!" ", step by step down to earth to the present.

It's inspiring to think about it that way.

Jiang Miao leaned on the chair with the back of her head in her arms, thinking about the past and the future in her mind, when she received a call from her senior.

"Hello, senior sister?" Jiang Miao answered the phone and couldn't help laughing, "Did you miss me?"

"Student." Su Huai porridge seemed to be in a bad mood. He didn't answer his words, but asked in a low voice, "Can I discuss something with you?"

277. Come up and sit for a while

The time will soon be the end of July.

The advancement of the demolition contract has come to an end.

Jiang Miao's grandmother's house has also started to move in the past two days.

His uncle borrowed an idle pickup truck from a nearby factory and drove into Hengtang Village. When he arrived at the gate of his yard, the only three young adults in the family began to move large furniture down.

On weekdays, Jiang Miao didn't have much idea about the things in his grandmother's house, because the houses in the villages in the country were very spacious, so he didn't think there would be a lot of things.

In particular, there are quite a few very old wardrobes and wooden beds, which they intend to discard directly here.

After all, the free space on the fish pond is also limited, and there is not so much space for all the furniture, so there is always a trade-off.

Three men, Jiang Miao, Jiang Zhenguo, and his uncle, tied up the refrigerator with a size of one square meter and a height of more than two meters with a rope, and carefully moved it to the outdoor steps of the balcony on the second floor. Take a break from the fine beads of sweat on your forehead.

Tang Zhuqing and Su Huai porridge poured water for them, Jiang Miao took the cold water handed over by the senior sister, and gulped down two gulps.

"Sister." Jiang Miao looked at Tang Zhuqing at the side, and said earnestly, "If you had found a boyfriend earlier, we wouldn't have only three men moving the refrigerator."

"You young man in his twenties must be worth two of you, come on." Tang Zhuqing patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "I still have my piano and desk upstairs, I'm counting on you~ "

Jiang Miao: "..."

"You move slowly, Congee and I will go upstairs to pack other things..." Tang Zhuqing waved his hand, and pulled Su Huai Congee upstairs.

Hearing that Jiang Miao was moving here, Su Huai Porridge ran over to help without even thinking about it.

However, Tang Zhuqing couldn't let the little girl do heavy work, so she just passed water and moved some small things beside her.

Now that the things on the second floor were almost moved, Tang Zhuqing took Su Huai Porridge to the third floor to prepare the things to be moved later.

Following Tang Zhuqing to the familiar third floor, Su Huai Porridge walked into her cousin's bedroom, which was still in a mess.

Don't look at girls who love beauty and cleanliness when they go out, but you can't imagine what a cute girl is like at home.

Su Huai porridge was fine by himself, at most he was too lazy to wash his clothes, until the dirty clothes basket in the bathroom was full, he would wash them all at once.

In addition, I am too lazy to wash my hair, and I often don't wash my long hair once a week.

But after living together with her junior, she basically washes her hair every two days and enjoys the service of her junior blow-drying her hair.

After all, it is time-consuming and laborious for girls to wash their hair, especially for long hair. It takes more than ten minutes to dry their hair.