The originally lofty gods were turned into ordinary people by Lin Chaobei's haphazard writing, with emotions and desires, and they were greedy for beauty and vain. How could Lin Chaonan, who had just read the original story, accept this?!
Seeing the smug Lin Chaobei and then looking at Yue Jiuyue's bewildered expression, Lin Chaonan ultimately said nothing.
Seeing Lin Chaonan speechless only made Lin Chaobei even more smug. After all, Yue Jiuyue said that his stories could be bound into a book and sold in shops. Didn't that mean that his stories were recognized? As long as he could sell one book, wouldn't that mean that he could make money by writing stories in the future, and that he could write stories that he made up himself?
Suddenly, I realized that he seemed to be quite talented. Even if he couldn't farm, open a shop, or even if his family ran out of money, he still had the option of writing stories and selling books.
Yue Jiuyue had no idea that Lin Chaobei had already considered that she would have to rely on Lin Chaobei's writing to make a living when she had nothing left. She was simply adhering to the principle of encouragement, so that the "child's" innovative spirit would not be extinguished by the ridicule from the outside world (Lin Chaonan).
Of course, if Lin Chaobei can really monetize his imaginative writing and earn real money, that would be a testament to his skill, and Yue Jiuyue would wholeheartedly support him.
Lin Chaobei's enthusiasm for writing stories was at an all-time high. He didn't even go to the shop in town for several days in a row, and he stopped thinking about the shopkeeper. He just stayed in his room by himself, and people had to call him three or five times to eat. He spent the rest of his time burying himself in making up stories and writing. His level of effort amazed Yue Jiuyue.
If Lin Chaobei's stories can actually sell, given his current frantic pace, he could definitely make a fortune selling storybooks!
Lin Chaobei was the only one who put in the effort to write stories. Yue Jiuyue continued at her own pace, writing a short story every day in her spare time, with no word limit, and then practicing her scrawled calligraphy in her spare time. The days passed by like this.
"Grandma, when is Chinese New Year?"
One day, Xiaoman'er suddenly asked Yue Jiuyue at the dinner table when the New Year was. Yue Jiuyue thought she was looking forward to good food or new clothes, but she still carefully calculated the days and replied:
"Hmm, is it fifty-six or fifty-seven days left? What's wrong?"
"Grandma, there are still fifty-seven days left. Will my dad and mom be back?"
Xiao Man'er looked at Yue Jiuyue expectantly. Although she didn't understand what the number fifty-seven meant, she felt that with this accurate number, she would know the exact time her parents would return. This number even felt familiar to her.
"I don't know either. Your father might come back; he said he would come back for the New Year when he left. As for your mother, I don't know. After all, she's helping to take care of other people's children. If she wants to come home for the New Year, she needs that family's permission."
For everyone, the Lunar New Year is a special day that is different from any other day of the year. Many people look forward to this day. The Lunar New Year not only represents family reunion, but also the expectation for the new year.
However, not everyone likes the Chinese New Year, and not everyone looks forward to family reunions. In other words, the Chinese New Year is not that important to some people.
Of course, some people cannot go home for the Spring Festival because they have no other choice.
"Is that so?"
As soon as Yue Jiuyue finished speaking, the light in Xiaoman'er's eyes disappeared, leaving only disappointment and despair.
"Yes, sir, there are many unavoidable reasons. Your mother didn't intentionally not come back; it's just that she has to work to earn money, and she needs people's permission to come home. Maybe she can come back this year, but it's uncertain, so we can only be sure on New Year's Day."
Yue Jiuyue didn't have the habit of speaking ill of other people's parents in front of children. She wouldn't say things like "Your mother doesn't want you anymore" or "Your mother ran away with someone else" to scare children. She wasn't that mean.
"oh."
The little girl responded listlessly, not happy at all because of Yue Jiuyue's words; instead, her whole face was filled with displeasure.
Indeed, after all, Yue Jiuyue did not give her a definite answer, but instead told her that Liu Shi was very likely not to come back, so it would be strange for a child to be happy.
However, none of this concerns her. She has never had children, let alone knows how to raise them. As long as the children don't go astray, she follows the principle of free-range parenting.
She can let others take care of the child, but she doesn't know how to raise children and is afraid of raising them wrong, so she won't take on this responsibility herself.
At the dinner table, even after all the dishes and chopsticks had been washed, Xiaoman'er remained listless, sitting on the stool with her hands supporting her chin, staring blankly without moving.
Yue Jiuyue shook her head and sighed.
This is because in ancient times, without cell phones or the internet, otherwise a phone call or a video could be sent out to see if the child's parents would feel sorry for him!
"Alright, stop daydreaming and go back to your room to lie down and rest for a while. Don't you still have to learn to read and do needlework this afternoon?"
Yue Jiuyue started chasing people away.
"oh."
Little Man'er obediently stood up and slowly walked to the back.
Yue Jiuyue watched her go back to her room before running back to her own, leaping onto the kang (heated brick bed), and snuggling into the warm quilt.
So, there's nothing wrong with being an old lady, right?
There are people to do all the housework. She used to be able to work in the fields, but now she doesn't even have to cook or do laundry herself.
Moreover, she is at the very top of the family pyramid; she is the most powerful person in the family, and no one can control her.
Even now, she has to be the first to start eating; otherwise, everyone else has to wait. She can go back to her room and lie down whenever she wants, and someone even heats up her kang (heated brick bed) to ensure it's warm all day long. She can get on the kang whenever she wants, and it will always be warm.
Such a lifestyle makes it hard for people not to become decadent, which is why Yue Jiuyue became increasingly lazy.
Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), Yue Jiuyue patted her chubby belly. This was all the happy fat she had gained this year, conservatively estimated to be two or three pounds, all fat!
Touching the fat on her stomach, Yue Jiuyue felt very conflicted.
She wants to maintain her former slim figure, but she doesn't want to work as hard as before. How can she get rid of the fat on her stomach?
Sit-ups are out of the question. Otherwise, if she ever gets too lazy to do them, the fat on her stomach will definitely give her a huge surprise, and that's the last thing she wants.
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