While Xie Qian was walking with Zou Weijun in the family compound, Xie Tang was also having dinner with his parents.
Because Xie Yuping is busy with work, Xie Tang's family always eats dinner later than others.
There were several dishes on the table, one of which was a plate of red sausage. Xie Yuping took two more pieces with his chopsticks and said that this red sausage was better than any he had eaten before.
Hou Zhixiu was surprised: "You rarely praise the taste of a dish. It's rare that this red sausage is to your liking."
Xie Yuping really doesn't care much about what to eat. People like him are always thinking about work and are not picky about the taste of food. As long as they can fill their stomachs, it's fine.
Occasionally, if I think something is delicious, it must be related to the taste buds from my youth.
When Xie Yuping was young, his wife, a widow, raised four sons. While the Xie family wasn't starving, they certainly weren't as well-off as other dual-income families. The unique flavor of red sausage was once Xie Yuping's favorite food. After having it once at a classmate's house, he'd been obsessed with it for years.
Later, when the family's financial situation improved and they could afford to eat red sausage, Xie Yuping felt that it no longer tasted the same as before.
Today's red sausage has a unique flavor, a bit like the taste in Xie Yuping's memory, which made him unable to help but pick up two more chopsticks.
When Xie Yuping mentioned this past event from his youth, Hou Zhixiu laughed: "That's a coincidence. Do you know who sent this sausage? It was Zhijun. Could the classmate you mentioned be Zhijun's brother?"
Xie Yuping thought about it seriously for a moment and then smiled: "I really ate at his house."
Xie Tang originally thought that the red sausage tonight was delicious, but when he heard that the red sausage was sent by "Zhijun", Xie Tang instantly lost his appetite.
Xie Tang felt like a huge stone was pressing on his heart, making him feel suffocated.
Many people wanted to send things to their home, but Xie Tang knew that her mother Hou Zhixiu would not accept them. The fact that the red sausage sent by Zhijun could be put on the table showed that Uncle Zhijun and the Xie family were indeed very close.
Oh, this is a really difficult thing to do.
Was it Aunt Tai who made a mistake, or was it Xie Qian who guessed wrong?
After all, Aunt Tai didn't say Uncle Zhijun's name herself - but Xie Qian was so smart, and since Aunt Tai said it like that, how could Xie Qian guess wrong!
Tai Jing has no need to lie.
The Tai family, the Xie family, and Uncle Zhijun's family have no conflicts at all.
This had nothing to do with Tai Jing. It was Xie Tang and Peng Guoqing who took the initiative to find Tai Jing and pestered her to ask about what happened that year. It was also Xie Qian who blocked Tai Jing in the coffee shop and forced her to talk.
If Xie Tang and Xie Qian had been less careful and had confronted Uncle Zhijun with the information provided by Tai Jing, Tai Jing would have offended both families at once by making up this rumor!
After dinner, Xie Tang went upstairs and received several messages on his phone, all from Peng Guoqing.
Peng Guoqing asked Xie Tang about the progress.
Xie Tang thought for a moment and replied to Peng Guoqing, "Xie Qian already knows about this matter, and he'll take over from now on. Let's not get involved. Xie Qian is very grateful for your concern for him, and he's also very concerned about your admission to a 211 university in Shanghai."
care?
What kind of concern is this... Is it to give myself more papers after winter vacation?!
Peng Guoqing called, and Xie Tang could hear his voice trembling. "Xie Qian already cares about me a lot, there's no need for him to care more. He's already told me not to worry about it, so I definitely won't. I want to focus on my college entrance exams!"
Woo woo woo.
Does Xie Qian feel that he has too much free time and wants to add some burden to himself?
Peng Guoqing really wanted to accept Xie Qian's kindness, but his learning machine was already overloaded, and if he added more burden, it would definitely fall apart!
Xie Tang, upon hearing Peng Guoqing's tone, thought he had frightened the green-haired boy, and, very satisfied, encouraged him: "I think with your current enthusiasm, you can get into a 211 university in Shanghai. Okay, study hard and do your job well. Xie Qian will take care of the rest."
What else could Peng Guoqing say? He didn't care at all what Aunt Tai said. He wanted to hold Xie Tang's thighs tightly as a pendant, and whined to "Sister Tang" to protect him.
Xie Tang felt that Peng Lumao was like a child, so he teased him for a few words before hanging up the phone.
Feeling less depressed, Xie Tang told Xie Qian about the "red sausage incident" at the dinner table.
"Until there's evidence, you really can't make a big deal out of this. Uncle Zhijun does have a good relationship with our family!"
Xie Tang's instructions were exactly the same as Zou Weijun's.
Xie Qian said he understood.
"I'll get the identification sample first."
Xie Qian decided to wait and see the results before deciding what to do. Xie Tang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's the best. Until we find out the truth, this is a secret we must keep!"
A secret to be kept?
That means you can’t tell the hamster.
In fact, there is no point in telling the hamster now, because the hamster cannot get the test sample for paternity testing.
Even if I have to, I have to finish this winter vacation.
Xie Qian hopes Wen Ying can have a happy New Year.
Even if he just went to meddle in Deng Juan's family affairs, it would be better than hearing about his father's bad things. In such a chaotic circle, most people would feel disgusted after listening to them.
…
The approaching Spring Festival did not make Wen Ying leisurely.
Others have holidays, but Wen Ying has no holidays.
Wen Ying cannot miss Teacher Xiao Qin’s class.
After discussion between Editor-in-Chief Ding and Yuan Fenghui of Modou Literature and Art Publishing House, they decided to arrange for "Xun Yong" to be released in mid-February. Wen Ying received an advance payment of 5 million yuan from Modou Literature and Art Publishing House, so she had to cooperate with their publicity.
Online promotion is a must.
Traditional critics must also be taken into account.
Before "Xun Yong" was published, Yuan Fenghui sent the revised edition to Mr. Fu's home. This time, Yuan Fenghui took Wen Ying with him to deliver the book. The two of them brought some specialties from Chengdu, one to deliver the book, and the other to wish Mr. Fu a happy new year.
Mr. Fu was very surprised and very happy.
I asked about Wen Ying's creation and was more concerned about her studies.
"Xiao Wen, life is long. You have to know what to do at each stage. It's good to focus solely on creation, but if you really focus solely on creation, you won't be able to write anything."
Creation needs the support of life. Without life, what can you write?
Mr. Fu has always disapproved of the behavior of dedicating one's entire life to literature.
Wen Ying nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
Communicating in person and on the phone does feel different.
After leaving Fu's house, Yuan Fenghui poked Wen Ying's forehead with her finger:
"We can't lose contact by phone, but the phone creates a sense of distance after all. Mr. Fu thinks so highly of you and has defended you and spoken for you so many times... If I were you, even if both my legs were broken and I was in a wheelchair, I would still come to visit Mr. Fu once a year!"
Wen Ying expressed grievance.
Doesn’t Lawyer Wen understand these social etiquette?
Lawyer Wen, a high school student, has not been a free person for more than two years. He can move around in Chengdu without any problems, but he needs to report to his parents if he leaves Chengdu.
In the past, when Wen Ying needed to go out for Tianjiao's business, she always let Lao Wen take the blame. As time went by, the blame became too heavy for Lao Wen to carry... But recently the situation has indeed changed. Manager Chen has become easier to communicate with, and Lao Wen's fake father has also developed a fatherly love for Wen Ying. The couple have accepted the fact that Wen Ying will continue on the path of writing. Behaviors related to her writing career, such as visiting Mr. Fu, are no longer considered by Chen Ru to be "unproductive".
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