The days of retirement with the singing queen

The two girls' boat almost docked with the boat of Lu Anzhi and the three of them. When the two girls landed on the shore, they saw that Lu An's family of three had already walked away.

The young fairy tale writer and the woman who looked like Zhang Suxin pulled the pretty and cute little girl to the left and the right. The naughty little girl kept lifting her legs and jumping forward, having a great time.

There were many people on the path in the park, but the two girls couldn't help but feel that in front of this family of three, other people seemed to have become the background.

The backs of the two figures, one big and one small, stand out like the protagonists in a painting.

"so good!"

The girl at the helm before couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, yes."

The girl holding the book in her arms nodded. She suddenly thought again that the fairy tale written by such a beautiful person must be wonderful.

I wonder what "Tadpole" whose name she can't remember is about?

...What was the title of the book that person mentioned at that time?

She was trying hard to get home in her mind, and she was still trying to remember when she was riding the subway home.

It wasn't until she got off the subway and walked to the door of her home that her eyes lit up and she remembered: "It's "Tadpole Looking for Mom"!"

"Shuhua is back? What kind of little tadpole is looking for his mother?"

The old voice suddenly sounded. The door to the yard at home was open, and an old man was sitting in the yard enjoying the cool air. When I heard the girl suddenly speaking at the door, I couldn't help but look towards the door.

Shuhua is the girl's name. Her surname is Lin, and her full name is Lin Shuhua.

Lin Shuhua saw his grandfather and said with a smile: "Grandpa, aren't you asleep yet?"

The old man said: "No, I can't sleep, so I'll sit in the yard and enjoy the coolness for a while."

Lin Shuhua complained: "You must have drank too much tea again."

The old man smiled and said: "Why don't you drink tea? I didn't drink much in the morning, and I didn't make tea in the afternoon. It's just that I get older and simply sleep less."

Lin Shuhua also moved a stool and sat down in the yard.

The old man asked: "I heard you just said that the tadpole is looking for its mother. What is that? This theme is very good. I got inspired as soon as you mentioned it. This theme can be used to write a very interesting fairy tale that is both educational and entertaining. .”

Lin Shuhua had to lament that the old man was indeed a master of fairy tales and had an unimaginably keen intuition about fairy tale themes.

But there’s no point in having intuition anymore. Lin Shuhua smiled and said: "Grandpa, don't think about it, it's already too late. Someone else has already written this "Tadpole Looking for Mom"."

The old man blinked: "Oh? Really? Which writer wrote it? Why don't I know?" He has been deeply involved in fairy tales for decades and has always been paying attention to the forefront of this industry. It makes no sense that Lin Shuhua is the one who doesn't know the works he doesn't know yet. I know.

However, Lin Shuhua shook his head and said, "I don't know him." As she said that, she suddenly asked, "Grandpa, do you know a younger fairy tale writer who is quite handsome and can sing well?"

The old man said: "There are some who are not bad looking, but they can't be said to be handsome. And among the younger ones, the youngest is in his thirties and is married."

At this point, the old man suddenly laughed: "Why are you asking this so seriously? Why do you want to fall in love and plan to find someone in this industry? That's really unlucky. The youngest one I know has just gotten married. And according to your standards, there is no one who is handsome, young and can sing. You will be disappointed."

Lin Shuhua said angrily: "Grandpa, where are you thinking?! Why do I want to get married?! If you keep doing this, I will ignore you!"

The old man said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything. Then why do you ask this?"

Lin Shuhua said: "I think there are fish that have slipped through the net in your industry that you don't recognize."

The old man waved his hands and said with a smile: "Impossible, I have been in this industry for many years! This circle is very small, how could I not know the people in it?" At this point, he suddenly frowned and asked, "You mean there are people in this circle?" The one who wrote "Tadpole Looking for Mom"?"

Lin Shuhua nodded and said: "Yes, and he is very young and handsome, and sings very well. - Don't look at me like that, I am already married, my wife and daughter are both beautiful!"

The old man thought for a while and said with a smile: "That must be a newcomer who has not published a novel yet, otherwise I would not know about it. Since you mentioned it, I will have to pay close attention to it in the future. Nothing has been published in the circle. If this young and handsome newcomer becomes famous, I have to get to know him well."

Naturally, he was joking with Lin Shuhua. Having said this, he asked again: "How did you meet such a young fairy tale writer?"

Lin Shuhua said: "It's at the Sanwei Bookstore on Jiu'an Road. I told you, Grandpa. There is a new bookstore there. It feels pretty good and the environment is very good. There is also a special place in the store where you can sit down. Reading is just like a library. When I saw that person, he was writing a novel on his laptop in the corner of the reading table."

The old man shook his head and sighed: "After all, it's you young people who know how to play with computers. I, an old man, can't understand even a single finger of Zen. I can only write novels by hand."

Lin Shuhua said: "Grandpa, what is your focus?!"

The old man smiled and said: "They are all the key points. Whatever my good granddaughter says is the key point no matter what."

Lin Shuhua wrinkled his nose: "Humph!"

The old man said: "I will also go to that store when I have time to see if I can meet the young writer by chance and see what kind of character my granddaughter would say is handsome. What is the name of that store?"

Lin Shuhua answered again: "Sanwei Bookstore."

The old man nodded and said: "Three flavors... three flavors... the taste of poems and books is too soup, the history is Zhezu, the son is glutinous rice, it is the three flavors. The name of this bookstore is quite famous."

Lin Shuhua blinked and kept the old man's words in mind. Unexpectedly, there is an explanation for the name of Sanwei Bookstore. Compared to her grandfather, she still studies too little.

…

It was completely dark.

After Lu Anzhi sent Zhang Suxin and Xianxian home, he drove back to Sanwei Bookstore alone.

When he left the gate of Zhuyuan Community, Zhang Suxin told him to pay attention to his safety, be careful and slow down, and told him to call him to report that he was safe when he returned, as if she didn't trust his driving skills.

As soon as he arrived at the door of Sanwei Bookstore, he received a call from Zhang Suxin asking him if he was okay.

"How much do you distrust my driving skills?"

Lu Anzhi asked helplessly on the phone.

Zhang Suxin said on the phone: "Why, can't I ask you? Besides, it's not me who wants to ask, it's Xianxian who's worried! Xianxian, talk to daddy!"

Xianxian, who was pulled out as a shield, didn't know what to say for a moment. She thought in a long voice and said: "Um——, um——, Dad, slow down!"

Lu Anzhi laughed when he heard this: "Okay, don't worry, dad is not happy. Dad has arrived home safely."