"Your father is back, go and talk to him!"
Su Jiaoniang spoke.
The little girl looked next door.
His gaze met Lu Wujiu's, and he walked towards Lu Wujiu.
She stared at him for a long time: "Where's my brother?"
He hasn't come back yet!
Lu Wujiu spoke.
Suddenly, I felt a pang of sadness. What's wrong with the people in my family?
He was there, yet no one greeted him.
They were all thinking of the Buddha.
Does he have absolutely no presence in this family?
"Is there anything else?" Seeing the little girl not moving, pouting, seemingly dissatisfied...
Lu Wujiu spoke helplessly.
The little girl's eyes darted around: "Father, can you write storybooks?"
"??" Another storybook!
Yes!
“It can be written,” Lu Wujiu said.
Xiao Ya walked happily to the study, took out the book about Meng Lijun, and handed it to Lu Wujiu.
"This was written by my mother. You have to write one too. The women you write about should be more selfish, not too generous!"
Xiao Ya said.
Lu Wujiu stared at the book in his hand.
His gaze fell on Su Jiaoniang.
She wrote this!
We definitely have to take a look!
Holding the book, I walked into the courtyard and listened to Xiao Ya talking to Su Jiaoniang. Only then did I learn that Xiao Ya had set up a printing shop and a bookstore in the county town.
These sketchbooks are printed specifically for sale.
I listened to the little girl chattering away for a while.
Lu Wujiu returned to his room.
I haven't finished reading the story in the book yet.
But my heart was already in my throat.
How could someone with such brilliant talent be held back by the backyard?
How many women like this are there in this world? How many of them have been buried in obscurity?
Lu Wujiu was pondering it carefully.
Although he was a man, he never thought he was anything special.
You reap what you sow.
Don't be arrogant when you achieve something, and don't be discouraged when you don't.
Life should be joyful.
But we can't be too jubilant.
As I continued flipping through the book in my hand, when I saw the story of three women sharing one husband, I seemed to feel the extinguishing of that untamed soul.
The lament brought by the soul.
A perfectly normal person slowly turned into a pet.
This world is so unfair!
Lu Wujiu put down the book in his hand.
Start writing down the stories that come to mind.
One life, one love, one partner!
Beautiful as flowers.
It will always be something to aspire to and envy.
One should be able to live in the story of a perfect couple that one has created and managed.
One life, one love, one partner!
Rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea.
Life may be mundane, but my heart is far from at peace!
When it comes to relationships, as long as both people work together, it will become the most perfect story.
Only two people are needed.
However……
Everything in this world makes the story difficult!
Lu Wujiu picked up his pen.
She began to put the image of the female protagonist in her mind onto paper.
She's known for her outrageous statements.
She is so extraordinary!
Like the sun in the night sky!
Even though you can't see it, it's still so hot.
Whoever gets close will be extinguished!
Nobody deserves it!
Who says marriage is the only path for women?
Who says women can't walk in a position of power and status?
If one can gain freedom, what does it matter if one wears that official robe for the rest of one's life?
Lu Wujiu picked up his pen and began to write!
Night fell.
The pen in my hand fell to the ground.
An article cannot be written overnight.
Lu Wujiu was not in a hurry and placed the paper on the desk.
Look outside.
Candlelight was still on in the room across the street.
The people inside were not asleep.
He walked over.
The person seeing the window: "Not asleep yet?"
"I can't sleep!" Su Jiaoniang said.
Push the door open.
Let them in.
He pointed to the bed next to him: "If you're still tired, just keep resting!"
“Not tired!” Lu Wujiu said, his gaze falling on the plump woman.
He said, "Where does it hurt? Let me massage it for you."
"Waist, and legs!"
Su Jiaoniang spoke.
Lu Wujiu squatted on the ground.
He massaged her legs with gentle movements, as if he were holding jewels rather than legs.
I dared not use force, for fear of crushing the thing.
Su Jiaoniang leaned to the side and closed her eyes.
I fell asleep comfortably.
Seeing her asleep, Lu Wujiu dared not sleep at all.
Falling asleep in a chair and even the slightest movement could cause you to fall to the ground; this is a danger that must be avoided at all costs.
When Su Jiaoniang woke up, she found that this person was still massaging her.
It's not the calf, but the foot.
Chubby little feet.
She has now lost her beautiful figure and her radiant face.
The biggest gain is that I didn't develop any freckles.
"Go to sleep!" Su Jiaoniang said.
Lu Wujiu shook his head: "Tomorrow I'll buy two nannies to watch over you while you sleep. It's too unsettling for you to fall asleep here!"
"Need not!"
Even if you're pregnant, it's impossible for you to fall off a chair while you're asleep.
If such a thing were to happen, how fragile she must be!
"no!"
Lu Wujiu shook his head.
He was very insistent on his own views in this regard.
Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Su Jiaoniang stopped talking.
He can do whatever he wants!
Early the next morning.
Lu Wujiu then returned with two old women.
The old woman wasn't very old, only in her thirties.
Her hair was neatly combed, and the clothes she wore were mostly dark colors.
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