Life novel
Miao Xingzhou began to wake up.
Mom was packing her luggage. Miao Xingzhou asked, "Where are you going?"
Mom: "Let's go home."
Miao Xingzhou looked at the time, his eyes widening with excitement, "Two years have passed!"
Mom smiled and said, "How much money have you saved in two years?"
Miao Xingzhou: "...Hmm."
Mom: "Go home and farm."
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
She got out of bed and started packing her luggage with a smile on her face.
Mom: "Are you happy now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
They arrived at the station with their tickets, and Miao Xingzhou seemed to see his bright future.
She looked around.
Finally, I bought a bag of snacks and got on the bus.
My mother sat down beside me and said, "Working away from home isn't good. Do you want to go back home and farm?"
Miao Xingzhou: "It's about pursuing dreams!"
She smiled as she looked outside for several hours. As darkness fell, she gradually fell asleep.
Mom is asleep too.
When I woke up, the car had stopped.
They gazed at the deep darkness of the night.
I bought a cup of instant noodles.
Mom said, "Do you really want to achieve your dream?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
She happily finished her instant noodles. Back in the car, her mother asked, "How are you feeling now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I feel great right now."
Mom: "Mmm."
The mother looked into Miao Xingzhou's eyes, which were bright.
She watched as she exited the highway, arrived in the small county town, and then took a bus to start her journey home.
Mom's eyes were red.
Miao Xingzhou said with a smile, "Finally, I'm home."
Mom: "Mmm."
They got out of the car, and their father waited for them inside the house with a smile.
Dad looked at Mom and asked, "Have you eaten?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
Mom: "We've eaten, have you eaten?"
Dad: "I ate it. If you didn't, I'll make it."
Miao Xingzhou turned on his computer and began to write.
She didn't like the data.
Writing blindly, even if it's well-written, is just a mirage.
She stopped writing, and her mother said, "Why did you stop writing?"
Miao Xingzhou, it's not good to continue writing like this.
Mom: "Mmm."
About six years have passed.
Mom asked, "How much money have you made now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I didn't earn a single penny."
Mom: "Mmm."
Miao Xingzhou: "I want to go and get a job."
Mom: "There's no need for me to work."
She said dejectedly, "I'm not suited to writing novels."
Mom smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you're not suited for it or not. As long as you enjoy it and don't worry about making money, just make do."
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
Do your best.
While she was sleeping, she entered a dream where she saw herself achieve great success.
You can earn 30,000 a month!
She was looking at the novel reviews.
I was very happy.
She turned around, and her mother said, "You finally succeeded!"
Dad: "Amazing."
Sister: "Our whole family is counting on you."
Brother: "I never expected this!"
Looking at the physical copy of the book in her hand, she said, "I really succeeded!"
She began to look at the book in her hands, her eyes filled with tears.
He said slowly, "I really succeeded!"
Mom: "How are you feeling now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
Her mother asked, "What would you like to do now that you have money?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I've improved my novel writing and my love for painting."
Mom: "Mmm."
She woke up from her dream, looked at her novel, and then happily continued writing.
But a long time passed, and another three years went by.
There was still no improvement.
She was working in the fields.
Mom said, "Don't think about anything right now, just take it easy."
She didn't say anything. If one is just drifting through life, then such a life is like wastewater without a source.
After finishing the planting, it's time to rest.
"Miao Xingzhou, how are you feeling now?" Mom asked.
Miao Xingzhou looked at the sun in the sky and said, "It's alright."
Mom: "Mmm."
They returned home.
Mom asked, "Are you going to cook rice or vegetables now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Whatever you want."
Mom: "Then you cook the rice."
Miao Xingzhou: "Aren't you going to cook rice? I can stir-fry vegetables too."
Mom smiled and said, "They'll even volunteer to do the hard work, so it'll be good for me to rest."
When Dad came home, he asked, "Is dinner ready?"
Mom: "We're just waiting for you to eat."
Dad smiled and said, "Yes."
They ate together.
Dad asked, "Did Miao Xingzhou make the dishes?"
Mom: "Mmm."
Dad: "There's a bit too much salt."
Miao Xingzhou: "You eat with the food."
He began to smile and say, "Life is getting better and better."
Miao Xingzhou: "Not necessarily."
During his breaks, Miao Xingzhou was writing a novel.
Dad said, "It's great to treat writing novels as a hobby now."
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm." But his expression seemed to suggest he was holding back.
She couldn't be happy while writing the novel.
But she did not give up.
When she was thirty-five, she met a man named Xun Yun.
Xun Yun said, "You didn't even go to university, and you want to write novels?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Is a formal education really that important when writing novels?"
Xun Yun: "Of course, some of the sentences you wrote are not coherent, and the logic between them is not smooth."
She began writing an article under Xun Yun's tutelage, but the results were mediocre.
Xun Yun said, "Now you should study mathematics first."
"But I write novels, I don't study math..."
Xun Yun: "Do you really think anyone will read a novel like this?"
She didn't say anything; all she had to do was try her best!
But going in the opposite direction is really quite unpleasant.
She is reading a book.
Mom came in and asked, "Have the clothes been hung out to dry?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I'm going to hang the clothes out to dry now."
She started hanging the clothes out to dry.
Mom: "Xun Yun, have you finished university?"
Xun Yun: "Hmm."
"When are you planning to start working?" Mom asked, looking at her phone.
Xun Yun looked up at the building and said, "I got accepted into a graduate program."
Mom looked up with a smile, "Amazing."
Xun Yun: "It's nothing."
Miao Xingzhou came downstairs.
Xun Yun: "I have a few books, take a look."
Miao Xingzhou looked at the book and said, "Hmm."
I finished reading the book, but the effect was mediocre.
His mother said, "You're not cut out for this." Miao Xingzhou still didn't give up. If others could persevere their whole lives, why couldn't he? Water dripping on stone can wear it down, and a rope can saw through wood!
She writes novels whenever she has time.
Mom looked at it and laughed, "I can write what you write, what's so special about it?"
Miao Xingzhou: "As long as I can support myself and realize my dreams, that's enough."
Even if it doesn't come true, we must persevere.
Mom: "You have to persevere even if you can't see victory. Don't you know when to give up?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I don't want to back down when things get tough."
She breathed a sigh of relief after she finished writing.
However, the number of items collected hasn't increased in a long time.
It's not good to keep going like this.
"Miao Xingzhou, is dinner ready?" Mom asked.
Miao Xingzhou started cooking.
Her mother looked at her and asked, "What kind of novel are you writing now?"
Miao Xingzhou said, "Romance novels."
Suddenly she saw a robotic bird.
He slowly walked out.
My eyes suddenly stung.
"You're out now."
Miao Xingzhou: "Who are you?"
High-tech mom: "I am your mom."
Miao Xingzhou: "You are not my mother!"
The tech-savvy mother said, "Why won't you acknowledge me?"
Dad: "Hmm."
Brother: "Is there anything wrong with this place?"
Sister: "Aren't you happy now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I want to go back!"
Her sister grabbed her hand and said, "Don't move around now. Your brain isn't used to you yet."
Miao Xingzhou removed the end of his brain and went outside.
It turns out that the most important thing is not dreams or life, but one's family.
Only when your heart is full of love can you truly be alive.
She began to wake up from her dream; she was now forty years old.
Looking at the house, which remains unchanged.
Mom said, "I want to eat liangpi (cold skin noodles)."
Miao Xingzhou: "I'll buy it when it's on sale."
Mom: "I want to eat now."
Miao Xingzhou: "Can I go to the store and buy some mung bean popsicles?"
Mom smiled and said, "Yes, that's exactly what I was waiting for."
Miao Xingzhou went out and bought a bag of popsicles under the blazing sun.
Mom said, "Buying so much?"
Dad and Mom started eating popsicles, and Miao Xingzhou also ate one.
Mom said, "Are you feeling better now that you're writing your novel?"
Miao Xingzhou: "The same as before."
Dad: "Just treat it as a game."
Miao Xingzhou: "Not everyone can write novels."
"I give up."
The older brother came out and asked, "Are there any more popsicles?"
Miao Xingzhou took it out for his brother to eat.
After finishing his meal, the older brother picked up a stick and said, "Give one to your sister-in-law."
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
My brother went up.
When I started writing my own novel, the data was truly appalling.
The same bad performance over the past ten years.
She wondered how wonderful it would be if she lived in a high-tech era.
Mom: "Are you going to cook now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
They started eating.
The days were ordinary and monotonous.
I've heard that growing even a single potato is a contribution to the country.
She said slowly, "This is how I feel about life now."
Living the same days every day, until the days are over.
Mom said, "You've been staring at the computer and tablet every day for so many years, and you haven't changed at all. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
Miao Xingzhou: "If my dream cannot be realized, then I will realize it in the next life."
Suddenly, a familiar knock came from outside. Xun Yun came in and said, "Miao Xingzhou, where are you in your writing?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Why ask such a question when my writing is so bad?"
Xun Yun: "Your spirit is admirable; you might succeed when you're eighty."
Miao Xingzhou: "I don't know if I'll live to be eighty."
She asked Xun Yun to sit down, and a child appeared behind Xun Yun and said, "Daddy, I want to go home."
Xun Yun: "Then let's go home."
Miao Xingzhou said, "Mm."
Mom: "You're so old and still not married. Other people younger than you already have children."
Miao Xingzhou smiled and said, "I feel alright right now."
Dad: "If you feel okay now, that's good. If you don't feel well, then it'll be terrible."
She said with a smile, "If you're perfectly healthy, you won't get sick."
At the age of eighty, she sat alone in her house.
I'm looking at the computer screen, thankfully I'm in good health.
After writing 80 million words, he finally burst into tears, saying, "I worked so hard on writing the novel and drawing the pictures, but I didn't even earn a hundred dollars. I'm still doing terribly badly."
Looking at the painting in her hand and the words on the computer, she began frantically tearing up the painting and randomly typing on the keyboard.
I went out alone and watched the endless stream of cars.
This is the world seventy years from now...
Upon seeing both strangers and familiar faces, she exclaimed, "Wait for me!"
She opened her eyes, and her mother said, "Miao Xingzhou, now you have finished writing your own life novel."
Miao Xingzhou: "A novel about life?"
Sister: "Having experienced a lifetime, I will record it in my own novel."
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