Zhang Shuguang, a struggling author from the 21st century, spent years staying up late writing. He finally died from overwork and became a member of the transmigration army.
However, Zhang Sh...
But Zhang Shuguang didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to stay with his family and live a good life.
The next upgrade of the system may be when the gold coins exceed 10 million. Don’t worry, you are still young, so take it slow.
Zhang Shuguang closed the system interface and strode towards Zhangzhuang.
After returning home, Zhang Shuguang first washed up briefly in the yard and then returned to the house feeling refreshed.
"Is Xiaoguang back?"
Although I tried my best not to make any noise, I still woke up my grandparents who were sleeping in the main room.
"Grandpa and grandma, I'm back. Haven't you two rested yet?"
"I'm old and I don't sleep much. When you get back, go back to your room and sleep!"
The old couple were obviously relieved when they received a response from their eldest grandson.
"Okay, you should take a rest as well."
Zhang Shuguang originally thought that his family would not know that he went out at night, but he actually underestimated the love his elders had for him.
Under the cover of night, Zhang Shuguang took out thirty kilograms of Xinjiang long-staple cotton and placed it on the table in the main hall, and then put two pieces of solid-color cotton cloth and two pieces of flowered cloth.
It is the hottest time of the year now, so you don’t have to make cotton-padded clothes and quilts for the time being, but you must get a mattress. You have been sleeping on a hard bed enough these days.
"Old woman, please get up and take a look."
The next morning, the old man came out of the inner room and was startled by something on the table in the living room.
"What are you arguing about so early in the morning? The two grandchildren are still growing, let them sleep a little longer!"
The old lady walked out of the inner room while complaining to her husband for making a fuss.
"Oh my goodness!"