Join the time traveler chat group, but I haven’t time travelled.

In the guest room.

"Hey, who is it?"

In a daze, Su Xiaolong answered the phone.

"Where are you fooling around? You don't have to go home so late?"

"You don't have to do anything at home, and you don't have to teach your children, right?"

"I gave birth to children for your old Su family and worked as a cow and a horse. Am I not a human being?"

"I have really suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck to marry you, a poor teacher. I have suffered eight lifetimes of hardship."

Su Qing doesn't have many relatives. They are the only cousins ​​and deserve to be cherished.

"No, if I don't go back, there will be another commotion at home."

Walking on the sidewalk, he slowly walked home.

Su Qing was shocked and quickly stopped and replied.

Xie Yuanshan was greatly disappointed and a little undecided. What should he do?

"Thank you, brother. Don't mind if my little sister says something unpleasant."

Su Qing was shocked. Sure enough, art is all about money.

If they sincerely wanted to buy, Xie Yuanshan would naturally not have the heart to refuse and watch them starve to death.

Some ambitious people took the opportunity to stir up trouble, and now they hope that the base will be in chaos.

There are nearly two thousand survivors in Xie Yuanshan's Hope Base, a mixed bag of good and bad.

"By the way, Uncle Xiaolong, how is Zihan Zichen's study?"

If you are not drunk, everyone will get drunk!

Standing at the door of the community, watching Su Xiaolong go upstairs, Su Qing turned around and left.

Su Qing stood up and walked over, helping him sit down on a chair in the restaurant.

Son Su Zichen, 11 years old, will be in fifth grade in the second half of the year.

"I enrolled him in an art class during the summer vacation. One class cost two hundred yuan, one class per day. The summer vacation cost me twelve thousand yuan."

"Xisuo!"

Maybe, this teacher's painting skills are very average, and he just relies on his mouth to fool him.

The news that he had received a large amount of grain was quickly spread by interested people.

"Aqing, I'm going back, I called."

Based on his understanding of Uncle Xiao Long, a pound of liquor is nothing.

I only drank about half a pound today, but I'm still drunk like this.

“Readers determine the market, and the market determines the direction.”

Su Qing wanted to say that members of the provincial association are really not rare, and their levels vary.

But these guys actually brought all the troops and surrounded the entire base, with the intention of attacking them if he didn't agree.

Although Su Qing has retreated, he has been writing online articles for two and a half years, and his vision and experience are still there.

Su Qing heard the voice. It was Li Xianglan, Uncle Xiaolong's daughter-in-law, a typical rural tough and shrew.

It was late at night, it was already half past ten in the evening.

Maybe this is growth.

"Uncle Xiaolong, let Zihan and Zichen come to my house to play when you have time. Anyway, the two families are not far apart."

He leaned against the corner and said to Su Qing with drunken eyes.

However, he didn't drive and hailed a Didi.

Then, three surrounding survivor bases came to visit, saying they wanted to purchase a batch of food from Xie Yuanshan.

She had wanted to say it for a long time, but because of Xie Yuanshan's face, she had not said it.

In the car, Su Qing asked about his cousin's study situation.

After listening to Xie Yuanshan's account, Xu Huaping couldn't help it and complained.

"I'm at Ah Qing's house. I drank two more drinks and just fell asleep."

Su Xiaolong waved his hand and entered the community with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"A class lasts for fifty minutes. After the teacher's teaching, there is another hour of free practice, about two hours a day."

"Well"

"Zi Chen's grades are average, but he likes to draw. The teacher said his talent is pretty good."

"In apocalyptic novels, which of the leader-like protagonists has not experienced all kinds of betrayals and become no longer human inside and out?"

Thousands of lights, neon flashing.

Will-o'-the-wisps drove by from time to time on the wide road, and boys and girls screamed and whizzed by.

After all, that batch of supplies was really the fault.

"Uncle Xiaolong, you've drunk too much. Just sleep here for one night and go back tomorrow."

Su Xiaolong struggled and insisted on going back.

These associations are all non-governmental organizations, and basically anyone who is engaged in this industry can join.

When it came to his children's studies, Su Xiaolong suddenly woke up from his sleepiness and started talking nonstop.

"The news leaked out, and several survivor bases in the surrounding areas came to my door and asked me to buy a batch of food."

What trouble can Xie Yuanshan encounter?

"What's going on? Brother Xie, please don't be impatient and talk to us."

"Only cold-blooded and selfish lone ranger protagonists can win the love of readers."

He got up and came to the living room, his steps unsteady.

"As long as he is willing to learn, I will help him learn even if I sell it for money, hehe."

"Two hundred yuan per class? So expensive? How long is the class?"

Su Xiaolong gave a thumbs up and said: "The teacher is a member of the Provincial Artists Association. His level is very high and it is worth the price."

Nightlife has just begun.

Xie Yuanshan explained it again, and Su Qing finally understood.

Even he, relying on Qian Ding's online writing achievements, has become a member of the Provincial Writers Association.

"Okay, then I'll take you back."

"With your strength and the chat group with you, the world is so big, where can't you go?"

Su Xiaolong’s slightly dissatisfied voice sounded.

Arriving at the gate of Century City, Su Qing watched Su Xiaolong enter the gate of the community and said to him.

After thinking about it, the grievances of the older generation should not be extended to the cousins.

Don’t drive when you drink, don’t drink when you drive.

"Everyone says that I am a mentally retarded girl who is in love with someone from the Qing Dynasty. How can you not be the Holy Mother of the End of the World?"

"Okay, okay, I'll be right back. Why are you making any noise? I'm so annoyed."

Uncle Xiaolong has a son and a daughter. His daughter, Su Zihan, is seventeen years old and will be in her senior year of high school in the second half of the year.

Su Qing felt that they were a bit noisy and didn't think there was anything cool about it.

"Young lady is right. Judging from my two and a half years of writing novels, the heroine of the Virgin is no longer popular in apocalyptic novels."

The roar of the Hedong lion came from the other end of the phone, and even Su Qing in the living room heard the roar.

Xu Huaping and Xiao Yichen are also online.

"What's wrong with Zihan Zichen? Haven't they finished their summer homework? Why do they need me to teach them?"

Su Qing walked back downstairs and was about to go upstairs.

"If you ask me, you might as well be a lone ranger!"

" @Su Qing, @Qingchuan Xu Huaping, @Republic of China Xiao Yichen, brothers, I'm in trouble."

"Zihan's grades are not bad and he has reached the top level."

The two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention Li Xianglan, obviously not wanting to cause any rift between uncle and nephew because of her.

"Okay, you cousins ​​should be really close to each other. I'll bring my siblings to your house in two days to recognize them."

In the past, Su Qing had a normal relationship with her siblings and had little contact with them.

"+1"

"It's like this. Didn't Brother Su and I trade a batch of grain two days ago?"

Su Qing had no choice but to help him go downstairs.

Suddenly, he discovered that someone in the group liked him.

trouble?

Today's readers prefer protagonists who get something for nothing, rather than hard-working protagonists.

Reality is already hard enough, but reading a novel makes me continue to struggle, without a sense of immersion!