Chapter 14

588L: The author is so bad that the story gets stuck here and ends abruptly. Has the heroine forgotten the hero? They have been separated for seven years. Does the hero still like her? What, the update won’t be until next week? I can’t sleep this week.

608L: What, what? Does the OP still have to go to school? What kind of school is it that only allows internet access on Saturdays and Sundays? Is she still in high school? Can she finish writing this story? It won’t end badly.

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613L: LSS, you should be worried about the author, maybe he is a junior high school student.

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620@613L: I don’t think so. Judging from the author’s writing style, although not gorgeous, it is sophisticated and gives a strong sense of immersion. There’s no way he’s a junior high school student.

628@620@613L: Everything is possible.

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As a result, a heated discussion broke out in the building about whether the poster was a junior high school student.

The screenwriter on duty backstage smiled but said nothing after seeing the newly entered novel-related information.

Si Cheng has no control over these things.

A week is enough time for her to adapt to junior high school life.

In the new week, she stayed in school longer and completed three short stories there.

This time, Si Cheng rushed to catch the bus back to the city as usual after the holiday to send a letter. This time she sent it to “Legendary Stories”, “Southern Wind” and “Story Club”.

The main focus is to cast a wide net.

A fish caught is a fish caught.

She originally wanted to go to an Internet cafe to write a novel, but the cafe was packed, so she had to go home depressed.

She originally planned to find an opportunity to go out in the afternoon and wait in line at the Internet cafe to use the computer, but Si’s mother asked her to take her brother back to the countryside.

This is what Sifu meant.

As the National Day approaches, it’s time for the autumn harvest at home.

My uncle and aunt went out to work when the child was one year old.

There are only two elderly people in the family, my grandparents, who are over 60 years old, who cultivate the family’s six or seven acres of land. It would be useless to rely on them alone.

The night snack stall business is good this year. Father Si is unable to spare the time and is reluctant to spend the money, so he does not plan to go back to help.

He had no choice but to let Si Cheng take Si An back to the countryside to help cook, dry the millet, feed the chickens and ducks, etc.

Another way is to send money.

Give grandpa and grandma 1,300 yuan.

This money, one thousand yuan, is the one thousand yuan to pay back the eight thousand yuan borrowed from my grandfather.

The other three hundred yuan was the filial piety money given by Si’s father to the two elders. This is the money my grandparents use to hire someone to help harvest the rice. At 60 yuan per acre, they can hire someone to help harvest five acres, and they can do the rest of the work themselves.

In the past, Mr. Si would not dare to let his daughter bring so much money home, but now he feels that his daughter is sensible and capable, and such things can be left to her.

Even if you get stolen accidentally, just think of it as paying for a lesson.

Sooner or later, my daughter will have to carry more than a thousand yuan on her.

Si Cheng slapped his forehead and felt that he had forgotten about this and suffered a great loss.

It’s still early and I can catch the last bus back to the countryside.

Originally, I planned to wait for her to come back and let her take her brother back to the countryside in the afternoon.

But since she came back early, she should go back to the village earlier.

Si Cheng went to the toilet, got some food, and carrying a large amount of money, took his schoolbag and luggage that had not been put back upstairs, picked up the pig tongue bought by his father, a piece of pork, a pound of beef and a few pounds of apples, as well as travel expenses and snacks for the siblings, a total of fifty yuan, and took his brother and his schoolbag on a tricycle to the bus station.

Si Cheng is about to cry.

She ran out of the school gate to catch the bus without eating breakfast, just to make up for the time difference and surf the Internet for an hour.

In the end, I didn’t catch anything and ended up going hungry for nothing.

When you go to the countryside, it becomes difficult to access the Internet.

It takes forty to fifty minutes to walk from my grandparents’ house to town, which is still fast.

She can’t ride a bicycle.

Fortunately, they caught the ten o’clock bus.

When we arrived at the commune, it was almost twelve o’clock.

It was National Day and the weather was not too hot. Si Cheng and his brother carried so many things and it took them half an hour to walk to their grandparents’ house, a distance that should have taken 20 minutes.

After returning home, Si Cheng just lay down on the sofa in his uncle’s house and didn’t move.

At this time, my uncle and aunt went out to work, so my grandparents moved to the new house.

Grandma and my little cousin slept in the back room on my uncle’s side, and grandpa lived in the back room on Si Cheng’s side.

Grandpa and grandma are preparing to eat.

The little cousin had already run to see the things they brought back. He was shy and didn’t remember much about them and didn’t call them brother or sister.

Grandma was serving dishes in the kitchen, and grandpa was pouring wine. When they came back and saw their grandson and granddaughter, they said distressedly, “My grandsons, it’s so hot, why did you come back at noon? Your dad didn’t send you off, and he didn’t even send a message to let your grandfather pick you up.”

Seeing the picture of grandparents standing together, Si Cheng couldn’t help but want to cry.

Although grandma favors boys over girls, she was nice to Si Cheng. Before she got into the car accident, grandma, who was in her eighties, was still concerned about her personal affairs.

Grandpa will die of illness ten years later.

Now that she has been reborn ten years ago, she may be able to change her grandfather’s physical condition.

Grandpa put down his wine glass and poured water for Si Cheng and Si An, waving at them: “Maomao, have some water first.”

Si An jumped over to drink water.

Si Cheng waved his hand.

When Grandpa saw that Si Cheng and Si An brought back some meat, he called Grandma over and asked her to take it back to the kitchen and cook it for the siblings.

Si Cheng rested for a while, recovered his strength, poured himself a glass of cold water, and went to the kitchen to help his grandmother cook. ,

At this time, the grandmother, who was in her sixties, was still very healthy and agile. Seeing Si Cheng coming in, she said, “Cheng Cheng, go eat with your grandfather. I’m here.”

Si Cheng sat down in front of the stove and said, “I just drank a large glass of water. I can’t eat now. I’ll go back later.”

“Then sit down for a while.”

Grandma put oil in the pot and asked, “I heard from your grandfather that you researched a few new dishes for your father, which made your parents and your third aunt’s business better. Come back this time, cook for me.”

Si Cheng nodded: “Okay. Grandma, even if you don’t bring it up, I will tell you. If you are not afraid of me wasting ingredients, I will cook it.”

Grandma raised her eyelids and looked at her suspiciously.

“You didn’t really cook before, how come…”

Si Cheng had already thought of an excuse: “It’s not because I’m lazy, I’m afraid I can do it, and my mother will make me work. But now I’m not the same person I used to be. I’m more sensible than before. So…”

“You.”

Grandma retracted her gaze, poured the chopped peppers into the pot and stirred them, as if she accepted this statement.

After dinner, Si Cheng rested in his grandmother’s room.

At this time, the forum was already in an uproar.

1123L: Author Jun, author Jun, please come out. You have the ability to dig a hole, why don’t you have the ability to fill it?

I waited from early morning until almost dark, but the author never came to play.

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1234L: Don’t get excited. Today is National Day, but she didn’t update. Does this mean that she is at least not a junior high school student?

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1238L: The fact that she hasn’t updated yet proves that she might be a junior or senior high school student. The area near the school is crowded during holidays. Maybe she didn’t get the machine?

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1240L: Floor 1238, this is the pink forum, not the ghost story forum, so ghost stories are not allowed here.