Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 605 Li Li comes to Fang Minghua's house
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Fang Minghua had no choice but to go downstairs and when he came to the gate of the yard, he heard the childish voice of a little girl coming from outside the door.

"Dad, open the door, open the door!"

The two kids are back?

Fang Minghua felt a little strange.

Who brought it back?
Could it be that my daughter-in-law came back early from her parents' home and brought back the two kids?
Haha, my wife is finally back.

Fang Minghua hurried over to open the door, and sure enough, she saw a short-haired girl in a dress holding two children.

But it wasn't his own wife but Li Li!

"Lili, you're back?" Fang Minghua felt a little surprised.

"Well, today I went to my aunt's house and saw Ruirui and Lele there. Ruirui was clamoring to go home to see her little Doumiao, so I had nothing to do, so I brought them both back." Li Li explained with a smile.

At this time, Xiao Dou Miao had already rushed over and was rubbing against his little master affectionately, but he bared his teeth at Li Li and made a whining sound.

"Don't be mean to Auntie! She is also a member of our family!" Ruirui patted Xiaodoumiao's head and scolded him in a childish voice.
Xiao Dou Miao immediately became well-behaved and wagged its tail at Li Li to show its affection.

Several people entered the living room. Fang Minghua asked Li Li to sit down, then went to the kitchen to get a watermelon from the refrigerator, cut it, and brought it out for her to eat.

Of course, there was no need to take care of my two kids. Each of them took a piece of watermelon and bit into it until their faces were covered with watermelon pulp.

"Brother-in-law, you don't have to be polite. Just go and do your thing. I'll be leaving soon." Li Li said.

Unexpectedly, Ruirui, who was eating watermelon, immediately said: "Aunt, don't leave, play with me. My mother is not at home, you can be my mother."

Oh my god.

What a childish thing.

Fang Minghua saw her daughter put down the watermelon in her hand and was about to jump into Li Li's arms, so she quickly grabbed her and scolded her: "Don't talk nonsense, kid! Look, your hands and face are covered with watermelon pulp, it will dirty your aunt's skirt."

"It's okay." Li Li took the girl's hand affectionately and said, "Do you still want to eat watermelon? If not, I'll take you to wash your hands."

"I don't want to eat it. The watermelon my dad bought isn't sweet at all. Aunt, please buy one for me." Ruirui said.

"Yes, auntie will buy it for you next time." Li Li stood up and took Ruirui to the faucet at the edge of the yard.

"Le Le, stop eating. Eating too much will give you a stomachache. Go wash your hands!" Fang Minghua said to his son, who had been a spectator.

The son obediently put down the watermelon in his hand and walked out the door.

After washing, Ruirui hugged Li Li's slender waist and said coquettishly: "Auntie, I want to watch TV."

"Then go turn on the TV."

"My dad won't let me watch it, saying it's bad for my eyes." The little girl complained to Li Li about her grievances.

Li Li glanced at Fang Minghua.

"Just look, just look." Fang Minghua compromised.

Since Li Li is here, there is no need to make a fuss with two kids.

The two children ran over happily, changed the channels themselves, and soon found that CCTV was broadcasting the Japanese cartoon "Doraemon", and they watched it with great interest.

Fang Minghua couldn't go back upstairs to write right away, so he sat on the sofa and chatted with Li Li.

"Lili, I heard from Tangtang that you won't be coming back during the summer vacation?" Fang Minghua asked casually.

"Not long ago, I was invited to attend an academic conference in Tokyo. I thought it would be closer to home, so I came back to stay for a while.

"Translation?"

"No, it's ICLA, a conference organized by the International Comparative Literature Association. It mainly discusses the influence and differences between Eastern and Western literature," Li Li explained.

Oh, Fang Minghua just remembered.

The girl's main job is to study comparative literature, and her side job is translation.

"Brother-in-law, I have a question for you. When will you write the sequel to your book "Twilight"? " Li Li suddenly asked.

"how?"

"It was Mr. Johnson, the vice president of Ximeng Company, who asked, and he hopes you can start writing as soon as possible." Li Li explained.

Unexpectedly, Fang Minghua shook his head.

“I’m not planning on writing a sequel.”

"Ah? Brother-in-law, your book 'Twilight' is a best-seller not only in the United States but also in the United Kingdom. The sales volume has exceeded 1000 million copies. Readers are looking forward to reading your next book?" Li Li asked in surprise.

Fang Minghua smiled and explained, "Lili, you are also a literary person. Although Twilight is also a bestseller, its literary value is only comparable to those written by Qiong Yao in China. Just writing one book will be enough. Go back and tell Johnson about it."

"Ah? I dare not say." Li Li said with a smile.

Fang Minghua raised his eyebrows unconsciously after hearing this. "Why? Could it be that Ximeng Company is forcing us to buy or sell?!"

"Brother-in-law, you are wrong. I am not afraid of the West Alliance Company. I am afraid of the readers of your book, especially the girls. If they knew that you would not continue to write Twilight and write about the love story between Edward and Bella, they would be heartbroken and might do something crazy."

"Ah? No way?" "Of course not?" Li Li said.

"My good friend Demi, you met her when you went to San Francisco. She has a cousin who is only 16 years old this year. She especially likes your book Twilight. I met her by chance when I was visiting Demi's home. Knowing that I was your book publishing agent in the United States, she asked me when you would publish the sequel to Twilight. She said that she must see Edward and Bella be happy together, otherwise she would shoot herself!"

Fang Minghua opened his eyes wide in surprise after hearing this.

Oh my god.

Why so crazy?!

"Brother-in-law, why don't I just say that you are busy with work and don't have time to write the sequel, and I will write it when I have time later."

"OK then."

Fang Minghua agreed.

"Dad, are you and my aunt telling stories about vampires? I want to listen too!" Ruirui, who was sitting next to them watching TV, suddenly interrupted.

This kid, instead of watching TV, is eavesdropping on adults’ conversation?

When Fang Minghua looked at the TV, she realized that the show "Doraemon" had already ended.

"Ruirui, do you like listening to vampire stories? Has your father told you any?" Li Li asked.

"Yeah. I like it! Dad told me about it."

Fang Minghua had to explain to Li Li that when he finished writing "Twilight", he told the two children some vampire stories. At first he wanted to scare them, but he didn't expect that his daughter was not afraid at all. Instead, she was excited and asked him to continue.

So that's what it is, Li Li understood.

"Rui Rui, you are still young. The novel written by Dad is not for children."

"No, I want to listen. I want to listen to vampires!"

Ruirui twisted her little body, pouted her lips, and started to act coquettishly.

Li Li likes her little niece very much. She hugs her with a smile and says, "That's very simple. Ask Dad to write another vampire story suitable for Ruirui to read."

Fang Minghua frowned slightly after hearing this.

How come you spoil Ruirui more than her mother?

How can a kindergarten kid listen to such a scary story about vampires?

But seeing his daughter's expectant eyes, he had to say, "Rui Rui, when Daddy has time, can I write you a magic story? There will be vampires in it, and they can fly on broomsticks!"

The little girl became excited when she heard that.

"Really? It's so fun. Dad, just write it down now and tell me when you're done!"

"No, you are still too young. You can only be taught after you start elementary school!"

Ruirui was not convinced after hearing this.

"Dad, Ruirui isn't a kid anymore. She's going to be in the senior class next semester!"

"Really? In the stories I tell, the magical knowledge requires the use of mathematics. How are you expected to understand when you can't even do addition and subtraction within ten correctly?!" Fang Minghua pretended to be serious.

Ruirui immediately stopped talking and hung her little head.

She hates learning addition and subtraction the most. She can't even count with her fingers.

Fang Minghua was very satisfied seeing this.

My daughter is fearless except for math.

After all, the children are too young. If I tell them these magic novels now, they will probably not understand what I am saying and it will be difficult for me to do it.

But at this moment, the voice of his son came from the side.

Lele, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Dad, I have learned the addition and subtraction of two-digit numbers. Can you show me first?"

I@! #%￥……&
Fang Minghua felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

You little bastard, when did you learn to tear me down?!

When Li Li, who was standing next to her, saw this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He quickly hugged the two children and said gently, "Okay, Dad is very busy. When you grow up a little bit, Dad will definitely tell you."

At this time, the cute image of Doraemon appeared on TV again, attracting the attention of the two children.

The matter just ended there.

"Brother-in-law, are you writing a novel recently?" Li Li asked again.

"I'm writing a novel, but it's just a rough draft. Do you want to read it?"

"Ah."

"Okay, follow me upstairs." Fang Minghua said, stood up and walked upstairs.

(End of this chapter)