Chapter 427 Our Family Name is Chu

This time the family returned to the old house.

The old house that had not been lived in for many years was nothing to this family of gods. Wherever Chu Jiangliu looked, it was clean, and Qiu Wuji didn't even have to use the cleaning technique.

Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji looked at each other in surprise.

This kind of "whatever I want it to be is what it is" is a level that only Chu Ge can achieve in the book, and it is not something that ordinary immortals can do.

This ability of my father is real.

Chu Jiangliu sat on the coffee table with a smile and laid out the tea set: "Come, let's have a chat."

Wu Xiuyun then took Qiu Wuji's hand and said, "Let's go buy some groceries. How about having dumplings today?"

Qiu Wuji followed with a blushing face.

Although she also wanted to know what the Chu family father and son would say, there were some things that had puzzled her for a long time, and she really wanted to ask Chu Jiangliu...

But things like going out to buy groceries with my mother-in-law are still more important!

It’s okay if you want to hear the story. Chu Ge should know what confuses him. Ask Chu Ge to repeat it to you word for word. If he misses a word, he will sleep on the floor tonight!

snort.

Over there, the father and son clasped their hands in perfect sync, watching their wives go out to buy groceries with a basket, chatting and laughing. The expressions on their faces also showed the smiles of a cat rolling around in perfect sync.

Then he seemed to notice that the other person could see him out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned stern at the same time.

Chu Ge glanced at him and said, "Well, the old Chu who is very Marxist in people's eyes and very old-fashioned in my heart, is just like this?"

Chu Jiangliu smacked his lips in annoyance: "How could you dare to talk to me like this before? Now you have become more arrogant, right?"

"In fact, there was a time when I was even more awesome than this. I could outdo you with ten sentences. But now I am not as awesome as I used to be."

"Which period?"

"Second year of junior high school."

Chu Jiangliu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "So you knew it yourself."

He shook his head and started making tea.

The fragrance of tea gradually filled the air, and Chu Ge looked at the rising mist, a little absent-minded.

I always felt like I had a lot to say, but in the end I didn’t know where to start. It took me a long time to finally say, “Dad’s strength is stronger than I thought, but…”

Chu Jiangliu gave him a cup of tea: "Do you feel like you haven't done anything?"

Chu Ge coughed dryly and said nothing.

Yes! You know it too!

He boasted that he was invincible, and the enemy always mentioned the Chinese SSS, as if he was very awesome, but I really never felt that my father had done anything. When I felt it was extremely mysterious before, I took it so seriously that I even studied the lines in a book on his bedside, but in the end I didn't study anything, it was a waste of time.

After thinking for a long time, he sighed and said, "I used to imagine myself in danger, and my father would come down from the sky, coldly slap a group of powerful enemies to death, and say how dare you bully my son. This beautiful dream did not happen, and it was not so satisfying."

Chu Jiangliu said speechlessly: "You are writing a novel here? And you are still researching for excitement."

Chu Ge muttered, "Zhang Qiren also said that we are wired this way and we can't change it in this lifetime."

"But I think the most satisfying thing is that you can stand on top of the world by yourself and tell your father that you have made it."

“…Everyone else can lie down.”

Chu Jiangliu took a sip of tea and said, "Don't you know that everyone's pleasure point is different? Just like a cuckold reader will find your crappy book not pleasant at all."

Chugo: "Fuck."

"My level is very high, but you won't have the second-generation habits. When I go out, I can tell anyone that my son's success is due to his own writing or supernatural powers. Look at that piece of shit in your family... In my eyes, it's my pleasure." Chu Jiangliu thought about it and hesitated, "Well, is this a kind of comparison?"

Chu Ge glanced at him sideways without saying anything.

I don't know how to complain. What if I fail?

Forget it, he is indeed a very Marxist-Leninist old Chu. There are not many such people these days. My father is such a person. In a sense, should it be considered as a point of comfort for me?

"Objectively speaking, I'm away from home all year round and don't have much time to help you. I can only ask your mother to look after you more... You said you wanted to lie down, and it's not like we didn't give you the chance to lie down. Wasn't that why we introduced Gu Ruoyan to a blind date?"

"That counts?"

"Why not? Gu Ruoyan is already at the deputy director level at a young age... Oh, she should be a full director soon. It is expected that she will have a good chance of becoming a full director before she turns 40. You can just stay at home and write books and eat gigolo meals. Who knew that you would be such a useless person, stuttering when going on a blind date, and you can't do anything. You blame me if it goes wrong? You don't expect us to arrange your life directly, and then you will be the one who rebels - just like the characters in your book."

Chugo opened his mouth and closed it again.

In fact, Gu Ruoyan obviously just looked down on the writing, and it had little to do with performance... However, there is a beauty in the book, and so there was Qiuqiu.

But then again, I may not have understood what my dad said a year ago, but now I understand it very deeply.

Who would like to be a person in a book, with his or her life predetermined by others?

I had mixed feelings for the moment.

The father and son paused on this topic. Chu Ge drank his tea silently and suddenly said, "What does the underline in your book mean? I'm sure you kept the mirror and the book for a reason. Ultimately, the mirror is a means for us to refer to the mirror world. The book has not figured it out yet."

Chu Jiangliu looked strange: "My ability is not to predict the future, why do you think the things I left behind have deep meaning?"

Chugo was stunned: "Huh?"

"The mirror has a deep meaning. It is only used to collect the remaining spiritual energy in our house and prevent it from leaking out. It is also a prohibition against intrusion. Of course, it will not attack you just because it recognizes your aura. You should be able to see this."

"Um."

"So that crappy book has no deep meaning! Your mother and I moved thousands of miles to Beijing. Do I have to pack up and take away a crappy book that I was reading by the bedside?"

Chu Ge almost spit out his tea: "Fuck...what do you mean by underline?"

"That's the mark I made when I found something interesting. What's the point? Some of these lines have been drawn for many years, even before the revival of spiritual energy. Are you mentally retarded to think of this as a password? Is it really like what your mother said about picking up the wrong pig when raising it?"

Chugo wanted to die.

Just this thing made me study it day and night in the world of the book for almost a month. I read it backwards, cross-read it, and read it with hidden heads. My brain was confused and I couldn't decipher it. I had no choice but to give up. In the end, it told me that this is it!

The only gain was that I learned a lot and tried a lot with Qiuqiu... ahem.

"But are those underscores really useless?" Chu Jiangliu looked at his son, his eyes full of meaning: "Our family name is Chu... Although the Overlord's surname is not Chu, it still makes sense. Did you almost say goodbye to Ji?"

Chugo was stunned.

Then Chu Jiangliu continued, "You returned from Japan and South Korea, and your reputation has soared. Reporters have been vying for interviews, and you have become a benchmark for the new generation of writers. I don't know what happened in the book, but I think it was about good and evil bowing down to the Father God. Did you feel super awesome at that time, at the pinnacle of life, like a feast for the overlord? In the blink of an eye, it's Wujiang. You studied the lines in the book, but did you really take it to heart? I don't believe that you don't know that there are some flaws that need to be filled, but did you do it?"

Chu Ge was silent.

At the beginning, I was indeed aware of many problems, but they just flashed through my mind and I didn’t think much about them.

Just like Qiuqiu's reforms in the small country on earth, it is certainly impossible to say that there are no small concerns, but he still let it go and did not really take it seriously.

The time when Chu Tiange was frank with him in Yunxiao City, he knew clearly that he had misunderstood many things, but he still did not sort things out and allowed the misunderstanding to continue.

Although he knew that Chongyu must have rebellious intentions, he just thought that with Xiao Huomiao as the traitor, he could just watch the show.

Having confidence in one's control over the book that exceeds reality is commonly known as "being cocky".

Just like the feast of the overlord... My family name is Chu.

The lesson mankind has learned from history is that it never learns.

"Fortunately, your Yu Ji is not a weak woman. She is a female tyrant who can help you a lot. If you rely on yourself alone, you would have been finished long ago." Chu Jiangliu stared at his son and said slowly: "Now Dad believes that your control over the book has reached an unprecedented peak, but don't blame Dad for being long-winded... Things of the past are the teacher of today. If you really want to be a god who can do what he says, you still have a lot to do."

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PS: Sorry, sorry, I sent it again today...only one update.

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