The paths the protagonist has walked and the pits he has stepped into will all be experiences.

It amazed people who had done business and those who hadn’t.

Mrs. Zhou is probably the person who likes this book the most, starting from the first part.

She had her maid read to her every day.

She has listened to the first and second parts countless times.

She still likes it. She feels that every time she listens to it, the feeling is different from the last time.

Since his mother always snatched books from him, Zhou Mingyang has learned his lesson.

Whenever I buy a book, I always buy one for my mother.

"Mom, I'm back. I brought you something good."

Before anyone arrived, Zhou Mingyang, who had arrived earlier, was already shouting in the yard.

"Ouch. My little son is back. Let him in."

Mother Zhou knew that the good thing her youngest son brought her must be a storybook.

Before the maid could help him lift the curtain, Zhou Mingyang had already lifted it himself and walked in.

"Mom, look at what this good thing is."

As soon as he entered the room, he waved the storybook in his hand.

"My youngest son is the best. He thinks of me when something good happens, unlike your eldest brother who only thinks about money all the time."

Zhou Chongyang, who had just walked to the door and was about to come in, said: ...

"Hurry up and bring it over, let's take a look. This Yao Niang is really capable."

Zhou's mother has started to urge him.

"Mom, let me read it to you."

"Okay, okay. I'm old now and it's easy to fall asleep while reading. Listening is more interesting."

Just as Zhou Mingyang was about to start, Zhou Chongyang lifted the curtain and walked in.

Because he is very tall and has been immersed in the business world for many years, he looks very imposing.

It feels like there's not enough air in the room.

"What are you listening to? It's so interesting, let me listen to it too."

The maids all thought he was angry and didn't dare to breathe.

But who are Zhou's mother and Zhou Mingyang? They were not afraid at all and were not affected at all.

"A storybook, a storybook about your brother's filial piety to me. If you want to hear it, sit down and listen carefully, my little son, read it to me quickly."

This differential treatment made Zhou Chongyang feel very uncomfortable.

Forget it, they are my mother and brother after all.

In this way, the scene of Zhou Mingyang reading and Zhou's mother and Zhou Chongyang listening began.

Zhou Chongyang hasn't paid attention to this book for a long time.

He thought that this woman would eventually be unable to escape the path of getting married and having children.

I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

If it weren't for the name and the cover being the same as before, he would even think they were two books.

In this way, there were three of us, two listening and one reading. We listened for an entire afternoon, but the story was still not over.

"I can't take it anymore, Mom. I can't take it anymore. I need to take a break. My mouth is dry."

Zhou Mingyang took a sip of water and said that his life was really difficult.

"Let Zhuzhuer read it to you tonight. I have to do my homework. I'm going to the academy tomorrow. I haven't finished my homework yet."

"It's okay, take a rest. Keep this book. I'll ask Zhuzhu to read it to me when she's free."

After saying this, Mother Zhou turned to look at her eldest son who had been silent.

"What do you think of this book?"

"Not bad. Although I don't agree with the first part, the second and third parts are okay."

Zhou Chongyang is not the kind of person who cannot see the strengths of others.

He is an excellent person and he never hesitates to give praise.

"Tsk, it's your chauvinism that's causing all this trouble.

If Yao Niang hadn't experienced all the things in the past, she wouldn't have achieved what she has today, but the world in the book is really well written.

I wonder if there is such a beautiful place in Tianqi. I really want to go out for a walk. "

Looking at his mother's yearning, Zhou Chongyang seemed to be thinking about something.

In the Yunshang Book Pavilion, Li Yu and Lin He stayed on the second floor after they arrived.

Looking at the sales of the new book, Li Yu is very proud.

"You haven't read the new book yet, right? Do you want to take a copy with you when you go back?"

Li Yu asked Lin He tentatively. In fact, she really hoped to get Lin He's approval.

As for the other people in the family, I only had a general understanding of them and didn't have much interest in the conversation.

Lin He is different. He is a scholar and also Li Yu's son. Li Yu really wants to get his feedback after reading it.

Lin He would never let her down, just listen to what he said.

“I’ve read the first few books, and they’re well written. Even though many people don’t agree with them, the stories are good.

And I don’t think they disagree with you because your writing is bad. On the contrary, your writing is so good that it scares them.

A bad relationship between husband and wife is such a common thing that many people even think taking a concubine is normal.

You suddenly pointed out something was wrong, and you let the women succeed. Do you think they're scared?"

Lin He's words made Li Yu's eyes brighter and brighter.

I didn't expect this person could see so much.

"You give me such a high evaluation?"

She asked this question a little embarrassedly. To be honest, she felt a little ashamed that her son praised her storybook so much.