"Ah, my waist, Boss, you have no martial ethics."

"Lu Tuan, you just touched it, you are too stingy, my leg hurts, is it broken?"

"Oh my god, this comradeship is too weak. I was kicked to pieces. My butt is almost broken into four pieces. Who is holding me down? Hurry up and get up. It's very comfortable to sit, right? I'm not married yet. If I can't use my waist, I'll come to you! Let your son take care of me in my old age and see me to the end of my life."

"That little bastard, is he seeking revenge? He stepped on my foot, get out of the way! Ouch, it hurts so much."

"I can't do it either. My shoulder is red and swollen. Who hit me?"

One by one, there were people wailing as they lay piled on top of each other, especially Song Jingfeng and Lin Yun, who were pinned underneath. When they raised their heads, their mouths were filled with rotten grass.

Song Jingfeng spat several times, but still felt that he couldn't spit it out completely. There was a fishy smell in his mouth. He looked resentful: "I just wore it for a while, why are you so cruel? You almost beat me to death."

Lin Yun limped up, he could hardly breathe due to the pressure, his face was distorted. What a rotten father, he didn't give him any face at all.

Lu Xiao stopped showing off and wiped his watch carefully, as if it was stained with something dirty, his disgust was obvious.

Song Jingfeng's face turned green: "Brother Lu, we have lived and eaten together for so many years, why do you have that expression? It hurts my brother's heart so much?"

Little white cabbage, yellow in the field, unloved by his parents, and even his brothers climb over the wall, why is his life so miserable?

Lu Xiao said righteously: "Hey, that's too disgusting. It's normal for me to dislike you. This is bought for me by your sister-in-law. I was afraid of breaking it, but you dared to wear it on your hand. I didn't break your hand, which is already my kindness. You can just be happy in your heart!"

Song Jingfeng: “…” It turns out that he still got the upper hand. Lu Xiao, you bastard, do you want to listen to what you are saying!

He is worthy of being called the King of Hell, without any mercy at all.

Seeing them grimacing in pain, Lu Xiao gave an order: "Song Jingfeng, take people to patrol the island. If there is any emergency, report it in time."

"Lin Yun, you are responsible for the evacuation of dangerous high-risk areas. Hurry up. Look at the weather. It will rain heavily for several days."

The two men stood at attention and said in unison: "Okay, Captain, execute it immediately!"

After that, the two of them led their respective teams to carry out their own tasks, while Lu Xiao went to find Yang Zhigang to apply for better equipment.

Jiang Yan saw that it was dark outside and felt uneasy lying on the bed, so she could only close the door and enter the space, take a comfortable bath, do a set of combined punches, heat up a few meat buns and eat them before coming out.

She turned on the lights in the house and looked at the weeds outside that were blowing all over the sky. The sisters-in-law on the road received a notice from the school saying that the typhoon might land, so they hurried to pick up their children and not stay on the road.

The rain was pouring down and everyone was running as fast as they could with anxious looks on their faces.

"Hurry, Xiaobao, let me carry you on my back. The typhoon is coming. If you are slow, it will blow you away!"

"Yaozu, why are you so disobedient? Hurry and go back with grandma. The typhoon is going to kill people!"

"Oh my, the weather changed so suddenly that I was caught off guard. I couldn't harvest all the dry beans in the field. They sprouted in the next few days. How can I eat them?"

"Xiao Jiang, don't go out if the wind is strong, do you hear me?" Zhang Xiujuan came back riding a 28-inch bicycle, her whole body wet, but she still said goodbye to Jiang Yan first.

Jiang Yan stuck her head out: "Sister-in-law, please go back quickly. I'm worried. Sister-in-law Su said that I won't go out!"

Zhang Xiujuan was relieved: "Then I'll go back. Don't be scared. There are always one or two times like this every year!"

"Okay, sister-in-law, go change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold." Jiang Yan felt relieved to see that she was only thinking about him.

It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. This is true. They are all real people!

After she left, Lu Li knocked on the door. Jiang Yan got up and opened the door: "What's wrong?"

Lu Li rubbed his hands and said, "Sister-in-law, I've got the coal stove next door ready. Let's go roast some peanuts. The rain won't stop for a while anyway. Will your back hurt if you lie down and can't sleep?"

Jiang Yan gave him an appreciative look and said cheerfully, "You are a sensible boy. I'll be there soon!"

After saying that, she came over with the melon seeds and peanuts. Lu Li used the tongs to pick up the potatoes and put them into the inner circle. They were delicious after being roasted with some rice crust. Then they were dipped in a little five-spice chili powder. It was so fragrant!

People in the southwest and south like to eat potatoes this way. No matter where you are, you never get tired of eating them.

Jiang Yan started to fry melon seeds and peanuts, and while eating, he began to draw on the notebook.

Lu Li also graduated from high school. He took a look and thought it was quite fresh. He asked, "Sister-in-law, your painting is quite lifelike. What do you plan to develop in?"

Jiang Yan didn't hide it and said casually: "I plan to draw some comics in my spare time to make some extra money!"

"No way! You only make 100 yuan a month and your work is easy, yet you still take on extra money. Do you want to screw me?"

He is the lying dog! Two people go out to work to support him. Who says this is not a blessing?

Jiang Yanni glanced at him and asked back, "You said the work is easy, why can't I get an extra salary? My bones are loose just lying down.

Moreover, since this is a serialized work, I can continue to draw it without having to update other content quickly. If I get a share of the profits, it will be very profitable!"

There are two modes of submission now. One is buyout. If the publishing house thinks your drawing is good, they will give you a certain amount of hard work fee. How much money you make from the manuscript in the future has nothing to do with you.

Another way is to pay a part first, and the rest will be divided 50-50 or 40-60 depending on the sales of the manuscript.

Jiang Yan is quite confident in herself. She wants to go the profit-sharing route. If there is no novelty in the buyout, she will become even more indifferent.

The one I plan to draw in this issue is a little hero. The story background is in the snowfield and the theme is anti-Japanese war. With a few strokes of Jiang Yan's pen, the character appears vividly on the drawing paper, and Lu Li looks at it without blinking.

Jiang Yan drew the pictures and added text at the same time, and Lu Li watched with great interest.

An afternoon passed, and Jiang Yan had finished half of the painting. Lu Li poured her some water and asked with a smile, "Sister-in-law, this painting is done. Can I buy one first? It's very good. I want to give it to Jing Tian!"

The simple text, vivid pictures and attractive story are sure to please Song Jingtian.

The key is that this comic strip is suitable for all ages and covers a wide age range.

Jiang Yan drank some water to moisten her throat and said cheerfully, "I'll give you a copy when it's published. I'm not sure if the publisher will like it!"

Lu Li said as if it was a matter of course: "If you don't care about this, just close it down. How many people have your skills? They will be happy to have you submit your work! You can make them a lot of money. Why would they want a 28-bar?"

Lu Li was a die-hard fan of Jiang Yan. Was there anything that Jiang Yan, his father, couldn't do? Impossible!

Lu Li propped up his chin and said seriously: "Sister-in-law, you earn so much, won't my brother feel pressured? In the end, he is no different from a gigolo? How can he have the nerve to say that about me! At least I put it out in the open!"