The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

Chapter 399: , I take a third glance

Chapter 399

The next day, it was cloudy and light rain again, the cold wind blew, and there was a kind of cold in the bones.

finished Zou Qingzhu in the morning.

In the afternoon, the three went to the city to buy some New Year's goods.

Zhang Xuan also bought Ruan Xiuqin and the eldest sister a set of clothes and 2 pairs of shoes.

After buying your own, you have to buy some gifts for Lao Du’s family.

Wenhui stayed with the two of them the whole time, helping them to carry things. It was only when the shopping was about to end that she came across a favorite local product and bought some.

During dinner, Zhang Xuan poured Wen Hui a drink and thanked him, "He helped us to bring things for the day, Comrade Wen Hui has worked hard."

Receiving his gaze, Wen Hui smiled knowingly, "If I don't follow you, I have nowhere to go."

Du Shuangling took Wen Hui's hand and said, "Qingzhu is gone, I'll go to the third floor tonight to accompany you."

Wenhui looked at Zhang Xuan, smiled and said, "I can't ask for it, but you should ask your family first."

Du Shuangling looked at Zhang Xuan with a smile.

Zhang Xuan said pitifully: "My family status has always been very low, don't ask me."

After eating, Du Shuangling found an opportunity to rely on him for 20 minutes, and ran away with a smile when he was about to kill someone.

Looking at the door closing, Zhang Xuan on the sofa was depressed. His daughter-in-law seemed to be playing hard-to-find recently, and she was always pulling herself hot.

Under the pressure of the outside world, I learn quite fast.

The old man thought so, lay down on the sofa again, closed his eyes and thought, and suddenly thought of the scenery inside Wenhui's neckline.

He is not stupid, and he can naturally feel if Wen Hui is deliberately alienating herself recently.

It's just that he is a bit inexplicable. After getting along for a year, Wen Hui used to be a very generous person.

So sensitive now?

Shouldn't it?

Imagining the snow-white scenery again, Zhang Xuan shook his head, forget it, she's not his own woman, so too lazy to waste brain cells.

The thought came to this, the old man turned on the TV and watched it, but there was no good show in the back, so he was in no interest, and went to the study again.

Start looking for information.

Thanks to the dedicated staff, in the past two months, the collection of books in my study has been increasing sharply.

is really a surge.

Two months ago, I only had 200 books in my study, and now I have accumulated 817 books.

Looking around the wall of books, he smelled the faint scent of ink, which he liked very much.

Sitting in his chair, he was thinking about what to write next.

Really want to write about the world?

This is a long novel of more than 1 million words, showing decades of social changes.

He felt that it was inappropriate to copy everything from others.

Not only is the timeline wrong.

The story location is also wrong.

The other thing is that he is also the person who wrote two books with good responses.

Have a pursuit.

Especially the "lurking", half of which are original based on his own learning, which inspired him to continue the original idea.

But he is a rebirth after all.

I won't be so stupid that I don't use the precious things in the future, nor will I be so stupid that I have to insist on originality.

According to his idea, the next book is to return to traditional literature.

The reason is very simple, don't you think I can't write traditional literature, so the old man will write it and beat you in the face.

I beat you all to shut up!

Although I am not the kind of person who is particularly pushy, but looking at the newspapers and despising myself every day, I can't bear it.

After meditating for a little time, Zhang Xuan decided to draw lessons from the outline of "The World", and then modify it according to his own needs.

He plans to start from the winter vacation, collecting materials from the streets and alleys, and prepare for a rainy day.

In order to keep improving, in order to surpass the original "world", he plans to write this book for 2 years.

I started writing in the spring of last year and ended in the spring of 1997.

The idea has been decided, Zhang Xuan began to spread out the book, opened the ink bottle, picked up the pen and started to write the preliminary outline.

The original work "The World" is based on the life trajectory of Zhou Bingkun, a child of the common people.

In this 50 years, Zhang Xuan decided to change it and shorten the time line to 30 years.

Extends up to 97 complete timelines.

Since the timeline has been changed, a lot of content must be original.

He is not afraid of this. He firmly believes in his own experience and his own writing skills.

Moreover, his decades of reading experience in the previous life are not covered. It is more than enough to enrich a book like this, not to mention pediatrics.

The only problem with is that you have to write close to life.

In other words, be grounded.

Take over the local atmosphere of the rural areas in southern Hunan.

Only then can you convince yourself and others.

This night, the old man wrote an outline and wrote that he didn't sleep until three in the morning.

If it wasn't for a sudden "bang" sound from upstairs, he would probably still be immersed in his own world and not wake up.

Sounds like the cracking of a porcelain bowl?

Zhang Xuan rubbed his brows, sat silent for two seconds in his seat, then opened the door and walked to the hall.

The sound seems to be coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Could it be that Wen Hui woke up in the middle of the night looking for something to eat and accidentally dropped the bowl on the ground?

Although there were guesses in my heart, out of fear of an accident, I still stood below and listened for a long time.

It was not until the voices of Shuangling and Wenhui came from behind that he returned to the room with peace of mind.

look at the watch, 03:37

It's getting late, forget it, since the train of thought was interrupted, let's go to sleep.

Anyway, there is plenty of time, and the new book is not in a hurry.

With this emotion, Zhang Xuan returned to the master bedroom and slipped into the bed.

Sleep till dawn.

If it wasn't for being woken up, Zhang Xuan felt that he could still sleep.

"What time is it?" the old man asked, yawning and half asleep.

Du Shuangling didn't even need to look at her watch, she said directly, "Dear, it's 7:30, get up for breakfast, and Wenhui will be leaving later."

"okay."

I got up, brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth in one go.

I had pork noodles for breakfast.

Thinking of the scene he had on the sofa yesterday, Zhang Xuan subconsciously slapped Mao Wenhui's neckline.

At first glance, Wen Hui didn't move, but the chopsticks stayed in the air for a second.

At the second glance, Wen Hui pouted, and then continued to lower her head to **** the noodles, pretending not to know.

At the third glance, Wen Hui was very succinct, she put her left hand on her chest silently, grabbed her neckline and continued to eat.

If she didn't know the inside story, she thought that Wen Hui was afraid that the soup from the noodles would stain her clothes, so she pressed her neckline on purpose.

have to! It was exactly as I guessed.

This woman is very, very sensitive to herself now.

Or just take a look and she will feel it?

For a normal person, let alone a glance, you can't notice it with two or three eyes.

Not to mention other people, at least when I was eating with Wei Wei before, I glanced at it six or seven times and was not found.

Unless, maybe, or Wei Wei finds out, don't break herself.

Another possibility is that Wei Wei deliberately let herself aim.

sin, sin, what do you think?

You can’t blaspheme Laoban, Laoban is not that kind of person, although Laoban’s badminton is really good

After finding the reason, Zhang Xuan stopped looking at Wen Hui and ate noodles in peace.

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