Hurry up and be a good mother-in-law

Chapter 271 Mother-in-law is a soul body 37 (End)

"Hey, what good interviews do they have? Why don't they interview me, I just write about that..."

"Mr. He, I have read your chronology, it is very exciting, but this time..."

"Don't talk about the chronology, let's talk about my new book, my new book..."

"Mr. He, I have also read your new book. I have read every one of them. To be honest, my level is more than 01:30 points lower than that of Chronicle. You were at the peak when you debuted, but you have been at the bottom since then."

"Am I that bad?"

"How can you say it's bad? You are already very good, but not as good as Miss He."

"Oh, tell me what is so great about her?"

"She has made rapid progress. The grades in the first book were average, the second one was top-notch, and the third one was a god. There are also people who are better than her, but I still think she is the best, because every time she The subject matter of this book is different, and none of her three books are my favorite genre, but they are all my favorites."

"Haha, she is my daughter after all, of course she is amazing."

"Mr. He, you are not only powerful as a daughter, but also as a son-in-law. Your hands are like the true biography of Empress Nuwa, and you can break everything."

"Actually, my wife is also very powerful."

"Of course, but I still like Mr. Jiang better. He has good looks and good hands. Before that live broadcast, I didn't know he could fold portraits. Really, really, I knelt down in front of the screen , Mom thought I had joined some kind of cult organization... At that time, I never imagined that the two people I most admired were husband and wife, ah! Happiness is dead."

Father He smiled, "You little girl speaks nicely, I like it."

"Really? Mr. He, can you introduce me? Interviewing them has always been my wish."

"Introductions are fine, but whether to accept an interview or not depends on what they want."

The lady reporter jumped up and turned around, bowed deeply, "Mr. He, I understand, thank you very much."

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"It's not good, it's not good, Auntie, brother Zhili fell into the Luofeng'ao ravine, and he fell!"

As soon as Lycoris passed through, a flustered and sharp male voice reached his ears.

Following the voice, the man was 27 to , dark and thin, and his appearance matched his voice very well.

He looked anxious like an ant on a hot pot, standing two meters away, at a loss.

"What's going on?" Shi Suan got up from the chair, noticed that he was in a dilapidated mud tile house, and was stunned for a while.

There was a sense of intimacy in my heart.

"Hey, brother Zhili was picking bananas, but he didn't expect the back end to be caught by a branch on the side of the road. I didn't have time to remind him. He continued walking and was led into a ditch. I was scared to death. Called Zhisheng Zhili and went down to look for him, his head just hit a stone, and he was out of breath."

Shi Suan browsed through the plot in his mind, then looked back at a locked door, "Take me to see it."

Did not see the expected sorrowful crying, Cai Zhiwu froze for a moment, then turned around and went out.

Lycoris followed.

Caijia Village is a remote mountain village surrounded by mountains.

In this era of booming economy, rapid changes, and the realization of per capita well-off, the people of Caijia Village still live in mud-tiled houses and make a living from farming.

In addition to the high mountains and long roads and rugged roads, it is also related to the conservative thinking of the local people and their inseparability from the land.

The villagers who are motivated and hard-working have already crossed mountains and mountains to work outside to earn money.

Originally, Zhou Yan came from a not-so-poor village far away from here.

(End of this chapter)