Chapter 150 is pirated.
Jiang Jianni definitely wanted to go; she practically wanted to fly there.
When you visit the Forbidden City now, you can go inside many of the palaces.
Unlike twenty years later.
Many palace doors were locked.
When tourists visit, they can only tour the main buildings along the central axis, such as the Qianqing Palace, Kunning Palace, and Imperial Garden; they cannot even enter the gates.
Now, if you're willing to pay, you can even sit on the dragon throne and take a picture.
but.
Jiang Jianni touched her belly regretfully: "I can't go now."
Yang Anni immediately became anxious: "Why? Sister, didn't you want to buy a house? Aren't you going to come and see for yourself?"
Jiang Jianni was both amused and exasperated: "Don't worry, it's not that I don't want to go, but I'm already more than seven months pregnant and about to give birth, so even if I wanted to go, I couldn't."
Yang Anni suddenly remembered that her cousin was pregnant: "Oh right, I had forgotten about that."
Jiang Jianni: "Don't you have a house you like? If you have enough money, you can buy it first."
"I'll go there after I finish my postpartum confinement. Just keep an eye on things for me."
This arrangement is very reasonable, and Yang Anni has no objections at all: "Then you must come!"
Jiang Jianni couldn't help but laugh: "Don't worry, I will. It's my own house, how could I not care? I'm even hoping to register my household there."
Now you can buy a house and have your household registration included.
If we don't seize this opportunity to take advantage of this, are we going to regret it thirty years later?
Anyway, their family isn't registered as an agricultural household and doesn't have any contracted farmland.
Besides, she never envied the idyllic rural life that many people envy.
She's had experience with rural life before.
She has a good friend who is from the countryside.
She went to her friend's house one autumn. When you're at someone's house, you naturally have to follow their rules.
My God.
They work from dawn till dusk every day.
After harvesting corn, there are soybeans; after harvesting soybeans, there is rice; after harvesting rice, there is plowing, harrowing, and sowing with a seed drill to plant winter wheat.
My friend's hometown isn't very mechanized; they rely entirely on manual labor for all their work, except for hauling things and plowing.
Her family owns a lot of land.
Or rather, her own family didn't own much land, but her mother cultivated land that others didn't cultivate, totaling about twenty acres.
Every day is just work, work, work.
I went to the countryside for a month and worked for twenty days.
Jiang Jiani was so exhausted from all the work that she felt terrible.
What's worse, the meals there consist of noodles every day, and the vegetables are always green beans, eggplant, tomatoes, cucumbers, pumpkins, and loofah, with maybe an egg stir-fried on top of that.
During that period, Jiang Jianni would have an overreaction to green beans and eggplants—in short, an allergic reaction.
Eating meat only once a week is considered too frequent.
Her friend secretly told her that when she wasn't home, her family only ate meat once every one or two months, and when she was a child, they could only eat meat on big occasions like the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Chinese New Year.
So she complains every day that people who want to live an idyllic rural life are out of their minds, have too much good life and are just bored and want to go to the countryside to farm.
"I'd rather work overtime in the city and eat takeout every day than go back to my hometown and farm every day."
"Seafood and fruit—as long as I work hard to earn money, even if I can't afford the expensive ones, I can still eat whatever I want, whether it's cheap or not. And I can occasionally buy some expensive stuff to try. What does the countryside have?"
"They have nothing, the food is practically devoid of oil. Going to the countryside to lose weight is certainly a good idea, but to think they can live a leisurely life there? Are they out of their minds?"
So after that friend saved up some money, she quickly bought herself a house in her hometown county—she couldn't afford a house in a big city, but she could afford one in her local county.
Anyway, as long as I don't have to farm, I don't care about the county town.
What she wanted was convenience and ease.
Besides, which of those who make money isn't thinking about moving to a big city?
In her past life, Jiang Jianni was a single woman and couldn't understand why many people would rush to densely populated big cities for the sake of their children.
But now, she also wants to change her household registration to that of the capital city.
Disdain for changing household registration, understanding of changing household registration, and becoming a change of household registration.
Ah, she has finally become the very person she once hated.
Then Jiang Jianni brought up the matter of Zheng Changming filming "The Legend of the Gods: The Sequel": "...I helped you get a role with Director Zheng."
"But there's no guarantee you'll be the lead actress. It depends on your abilities and the director's decision..."
Yang Anni was stunned: "Wait, wait, cousin, wait a minute, let me sort this out."
She quickly figured out the complicated relationship and immediately screamed.
Jiang Jianni quickly moved the phone away from her ear, and only after the screaming inside stopped did she lean back in.
Yang Anni immediately launched into a tirade against her: "Sis, you're actually the author of 'The Sequel to the Investiture of the Gods'? Ahhh, you actually wrote 'The Sequel to the Investiture of the Gods'? And it's going to be made into a TV series?"
Jiang Jianni, afraid that she would get agitated again, said, "Calm down, calm down, it's just a small thing, don't get agitated..."
"I can't calm down!"
Yang Anni was so excited that she wanted to go downstairs and run ten or eight laps.
But she still needed to call her sister.
So although she didn't run downstairs, she jumped around in place several times, babbling incoherently, "Sis, you're so amazing! Sis, you're incredible! Sis, how are you so awesome?"
"You, you, you actually became a great writer!!!"
She stomped her feet excitedly.
Jiang Jianni: "..."
She witnessed once again the fervor of readers at this time.
To be honest, she couldn't quite understand this kind of fanaticism, even though she had witnessed Jiang Haiyang's excitement before.
Maybe it's because she's not a fan of celebrities.
In her past life, she wasn't a fan of celebrities, nor was she a bestselling author, nor did she cultivate her own readership.
I simply can't empathize with people who are fans of celebrities.
Moreover, she didn't earn much money in the early stages of her writing career, and for the first three years she was just barely able to make ends meet.
Not to mention her parents, even her relatives and friends thought she had become decadent after graduating from university.
Everyone thought that writing novels was not a proper job at all.
Even after she earned money through writing and bought her own house, she still couldn't think highly of this job—it was just a way to make a living, no different from any other job.
At most, it's just a difference in the type of work.
After explaining what had happened, the two hung up the phone.
Then, on the third day, Jiang Jianni saw Yang Anni at her doorstep. Yang Anni, who supposedly didn't plan to come back for the next five years, was immediately taken aback: "Didn't you say you weren't coming back?"
Yang Anni said with a bright smile, "Just saying."
"Besides, this is my home. I can come back whenever I want, whether I want to or not."
She quickly pulled a copy of "The Sequel to Investiture of the Gods" from her bag: "Sister, could you sign this for me?"
Jiang Jianni stared in astonishment at the book in her hand: "Where did you get this book?"
Yang Anni: "I bought it? What's wrong?"
Jiang Jianni was speechless: "It's only being serialized in a magazine now, it hasn't been published yet, this book is a pirated copy!"
Yang Anni: "???"
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