He Hongling brought little Xie Anche to a grocery store not far from the staff quarters.

It's still early now and many people come to buy buns.

He Hongling took Xie Anche to line up, and Zhang Hongxing followed behind.

The crowd slowly moved forward, and the hot aroma of the buns floated from the front to the back, bringing a peaceful yet lively atmosphere of life.

Zhang Hongxing endured for a long time, but still couldn't help asking.

"Comrade He, you don't seem to like me very much?"

When He Yuling in front heard this, she turned around and a faint look of anger rose on her face.

"rogue!"

"Hooligan? How am I a hooligan?" Zhang Hongxing couldn't help but step forward and ask.

He Yuling quickly picked up little Xie Anche and placed him between the two of them.

"You act frivolously and speak rashly. How could Sister Shen have a cousin like you?"

"You don't look like a good person."

"Don't get too close to me. I've been trained in the army."

"If you get too close to me, I don't care if you are Sister Shen's cousin or not, I will beat you anyway."

After He Yuling finished speaking, she saw that there were already a lot of empty seats in front, so she hurried up.

When it was her turn to buy the buns, her angry voice became soft and polite again.

"Comrade, three meat buns."

He Yuling bought three meat buns, gave two to Xie Anche and ate one herself.

Then she squatted in front of little Xie Anche and said.

"An Che, Auntie has to go back to school."

"You'll go home later."

"Don't stay with this bad rogue uncle."

"She'll teach you bad things."

Zhang Hongxing, who was standing next to him, moved and wanted to go up and argue.

However, He Yuling had already stood up and waved goodbye to Xie Anche and left.

Zhang Hongxing was so angry that he squatted in front of little Xie Anche to explain.

"An Che, my uncle is not a bad person."

"My cousin is a writer with literary dreams."

"My cousin will become famous in the future."

Little Xie Anche tilted his head and looked at him cutely for a while.

"Uncle, then you need to read a lot of books, a lot of books."

"Mom has a lot of books in her head."

“I’m told lots of stories every night.”

"Hmm..." the little guy began to think.

"...I have already learned three foreign languages. How many do you know, uncle?"

"Three, three doors?" Zhang Hongxing was surprised.

"An Che, how old are you?"

"Probably less than one and a half years old." The little guy put his hands behind his back and smiled easily.

Shen Youning got up only after he had slept enough.

When she finished washing and was about to go out, the voice of little Xie Anche came from outside.

"Mom, mom, are you awake?"

"Your lovely son has returned from his walk~"

Shen Youning felt warm in her heart when she heard her son's warm voice.

As soon as she opened the yard door, the little guy rushed up and hugged her thighs.

"Mom, I came back at the right time. I hope I didn't disturb your sleep?" the little guy asked with a blink of his eyes.

"No, the time is just right." Shen Youning raised his hand and rubbed his son's little head. It was so fragrant and soft that he couldn't let it go.

The little guy was so happy to be praised by his mother that he handed over three more meat buns.

"Today we have meat dumplings, not steamed buns. Mom will eat them. My cousin and I have already eaten them."

"Then tell your uncle the story. Mom will eat first and then show your uncle the manuscript."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hongxing quickly took out the manuscript from his bag.

The whole story, which has about 20 words, took Zhang Hongxing more than a month to write without sleep or food.

The first 10 words have been revised under the guidance of Shen Youning.

Only this last half remains.

Once the revisions are completed and Shen Youning has reviewed it, you can submit it for submission.

Zhang Hongxing had secretly submitted manuscripts before, but they always fell into the sea and received no response.

However, this time, he felt that his writing skills had improved a lot under the guidance of Shen Youning.

Maybe, it really is possible.

Shen Youning ignored Zhang Hongxing's eager eyes and walked away with the manuscript while eating buns.

Zhang Hongxing wanted to follow, but Xie Anche grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit on a small stool.

"Student Zhang, the teacher will tell you the first story today."

Little Xie Anche imitated his little teacher very cleverly.

"Twinkling Red Star..."

Shen Youning had almost no social life in his previous life, and his biggest hobby was reading and studying.

With the help of the Internet, she knows more than 36 languages, not including various domestic dialects and slangs.

For her, reading novel manuscripts was a piece of cake.

Zhang Hongxing brought an original manuscript of about 10,000 words.

It only took Shen Youning a few minutes to finish the scan.

Then she picked up the pen and looked at it, and pages of full papers fell to the side.

The modified content is even more than what Zhang Hongxing wrote.

Two hours and done.

Shen Youning looked at the time. It was time for lunch.

If I go to the cafeteria now, I'll miss the meal time and won't have to crowd with others.

She has become familiar with the cafeteria chef and can order dishes individually.

Shen Youning came out with a paper and saw the little guy still telling a story vividly, while Zhang Hongxing was sitting obediently on a small stool, listening attentively.

"Son, okay, let's go and eat." Shen Youning interrupted.

Children's vocal cords are fragile and cannot withstand talking for such a long time.

"Mom, you've finished the revision." The little guy jumped up happily, his voice already a little hoarse.

Shen Youning handed the revised manuscript to Zhang Hongxing and took his son in to get a pot of warm water.

When I came out, I saw Zhang Hongxing had already started reading the manuscript.

"Cousin, cousin, cousin..."

"Well, sister-in-law?"

Shen Youning called out a few times before Zhang Hongxing reacted.

He said immediately, as if he had just recalled it.

"Sister-in-law, you and An Che go have dinner. I want to stay here and read the manuscript you revised for me."

"I eat steamed buns."

After saying that, Zhang Hongxing sat back down again.

Shen Youning looked at him twice and left with his son.

When he came back, Shen Youning really brought a few big white steamed buns for Zhang Hongxing.

"Cousin, you and An Che will be at home this afternoon." Shen Youning was about to go out.

"I'm going to go out for a walk and come back later."

After Shen Youning finished speaking, he gave his son some instructions.

"Son, play by yourself this afternoon."

"Mom, go out for a walk."

When the little guy heard this, he immediately stood up and asked.

"Mom, where did you go yesterday?"

"I want to go too."

Shen Youning pinched her son's cheek and said, "It's not convenient today. You have to stay at home with your uncle."

"If you're bored, go to the activity plaza and play with other kids."

After Shen Youning finished giving his instructions, he rode out on his bicycle.

I made an appointment with Mr. Zhang yesterday, and I have to go throw manure today.

If they have moved, go to their new home and splash it.

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