Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

Grandfather looked at the tiny flower bud intently.

: What's going on in this kid's head? He can edit everything he sees into one place, and then reorganize it into a new story.

Grandmother was thinking: The girl this child was talking about, the one who was by the grandmother's side, wasn't that Qingping? But not entirely. How did this child observe things in his daily life to write so realistically?

My parents are often shocked by Wang Jinyi's stories, so they don't look as surprised as my grandparents.

Wang Jinyi looked at the two old men at the top with a determined expression.

I know that the story can't be embellished any more, and the sentences can't be embellished any more. It's just right now.

Personality, personality must be preserved!

All the adults looked at the little girl with her big furry eyes, and they were all silent.

Wang Jinyi subconsciously grabbed the long ribbon on her clothes, wondering if she had said too much, and waited for the parents to express their opinions.

"Well, that story is fine. Anything else?"

Wang Jinyi rolled his eyes and thought that he should try some realism this time. So he directly wrote Zhu Yu into a story.

The mother started laughing as she listened. This was obviously the Zhu Yu in her daughter's room, but more interesting and a little dumber than Zhu Yu, but cuter. She really didn't know how this child came up with this idea.

However, as the mother of this precocious daughter, her face was full of light. The mother's gratified smile was reflected in Wang Jinyi's eyes.

Wang Jinyi also smiled, and for some reason, she felt sweet in her heart.

Zhu Yu was talking loudly about counting the items and being afraid to manage the money. He was about to say that he wanted to do business together with the young lady, but he stopped abruptly.

Oh my god! I almost told the truth. The sudden brake made everyone in the lobby confused.

Grandfather asked:

"Why don't you talk about it?"

The father comforted him:

"Jin'er, don't worry, think about it slowly."

I can’t tell you what I’m thinking. If I say anything more, it will be exposed.

Wang Jinyi lowered her head obediently.

"Jin'er can only think of this and can't think of anything else."

The grandfather looked at his second son meaningfully and nodded slightly.

Wang Jinyi was still wondering whether to continue when his father spoke:

"Jin'er, that's enough for today."

The mother was afraid that her daughter would develop new insecurities about herself, so she continued:

"Mom will help Jin'er record it and organize it. You can think about it slowly."

Amid her mother's comforting voice, a figure walked into the main hall from behind Wang Jinyi.

"Grandfather, Grandma An."

Wang Jinyi turned her head and saw that it was her brother Wang Wendong. If tomorrow was a ten-day holiday, her brother would have come back early today.

"Grandfather, what happened to Jin'er just now? He is still young and will correct his mistakes."

Wang Jinyi moved closer to her brother and said in a low voice:

"Brother, Jin'er didn't make any mistakes."

Before Wang Wendong could hear clearly, his grandfather's voice came first.

"Jin'er's first book was published together with your uncle's "Illustrated Records of Mountains and Rivers" and was printed and distributed.

The complete collection of her own Journey to the West is here, and I kept a set at home.”

After saying that, he looked at Wang Wendong.

"My sister has published two books and a pamphlet, you should also work hard.

How can a man be inferior to his own sister? "

Wang Wendong's good mood was hit hard.

Wang Jinyi reached out obediently and held her brother's hand which was getting colder and colder.

"Brother, my hands hurt. It's hard for me to write. I, I, I'm angry with myself."

Wang Wendong looked at his sister and saw tear marks in her eyes and a slightly red nose.

"Jin'er is crying?"

"Yeah! Jin'er is so stupid, woo woo woo."

Speaking of this, Wang Jinyi really wanted to cry, it really touched her heart.

Wang Jinyi's tears flowed uncontrollably. Her mother picked up her sobbing daughter, bowed, and left the main hall first.

Wang Wendong quickly caught up, ran into the second door of Haitang, and entered the bright living room of his mother's suite.

Wait until Wang Jinyi calms down.

Wang Wendong advised:

"Jin'er, many people like your stories, you should be happy. Look, your grandfather even came to tell you that your book will be reprinted."

He excitedly grabbed his sister's hand.

"Jin'er, someone in our private school is talking about your book. They say they heard it from someone else, and it's the story of the monk who caught the demon.

I also listened to them, but it wasn’t as good as what Jin Er told me at home.”

Wang Jinyi interrupted eagerly and asked:

"What is your name?"

"Who? Whose name? Yes, Xi something?"

"No! What's my name?"

"Oh, I heard them call it a star."

Wang Jinyi was anxious when she heard this. How could this be called a star?

So he broke free from his mother's arms and ran towards the main hall in the front yard.

The mother pointed at her daughter's back.

"Follow, follow quickly."

As the first of the Invisible People, the wet nurse immediately appeared behind the young lady.

Wang Jinyi ran into the main hall.

Just then, I saw my father holding the newly published "Red Star Over China" and seeing my grandparents off.

"Grandfather, what is my name?"

The grandfather put his hands behind his back, leaned back slightly, then leaned over and looked at his little granddaughter.

"Hmm, what's her name? I think it's Wang Jinyi."

..then he burst into laughter.

"No, it's my name in this book."

This time the grandfather was silent and looked at his granddaughter seriously.

"You were going to call the stars in the night sky, right?"

Wang Jinyi jumped up from the ground.

"Yeah! Yes, that's right Grandpa, you are so kind."

Grandfather's serious voice came from above my head.

"You must study calligraphy well and don't give up easily. You are a descendant of my Wang family, so there is no reason to give up on anything."

Wang Jinyi bowed respectfully,

"Yes, Grandfather Jin'er has made note of it. He must remember that he is a descendant of the Wang family."

The grandmother reached out and took her little granddaughter's hand and walked towards the door.

The father stood at the door and sent his grandparents to the carriage. Only after the carriage had gone far away did he turn around, holding a pile of books, and look at his daughter who was standing obediently inside the door.

"Look, this is Jin'er's book. Let's go and let your mother have a look. Our Jin'er has published his first set of books."

My father handed Wang Jinyi's "Red Star Over China" to my mother who came out from the second gate, and then turned back to his study.

My brother didn't follow us either, and seemed to have gone back to his study.

The mother and daughter chatted while walking:

"Mom, did this book make any money?"

"Jin'er, do you need money?"

"No, Jin'er wants to buy a mountain like Third Uncle did!"

"Your book just sold over 300 copies."

"what?"

"What's wrong, Jin'er?"

"How much money can it have?"

The mother and daughter continued to discuss this topic until dinner time.

After dinner, Dad and my brother didn't rest but went back to their study rooms.

Wang Jinyi stepped up the creation of the stories of the 12 maids.