Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Every time he read the letters sent to him by readers after the New Year, Su Ping felt a genuine joy, just like the joy of watching others praise his own children.

The letters this year are pretty much the same. Some say his writing style is verbose, some advise him not to listen to bad words and continue writing in that way, and some others give relatively reasonable opinions.

For example, there is a letter with neat handwriting and beautiful calligraphy in small regular script, which says something very correct.

"Mr. Su, your writing is powerful and the plot is realistic. It can make people cry for the sufferings of the world, but your habit of mentioning the same thing too frequently really affects the viewing experience. I wonder if you can change it in your new work?"

Looking at this letter, Su Ping suddenly felt something. He went to dig out the letter from two years ago in the drawer under the table. There was also a letter in it with exactly the same handwriting.

The result confirmed that it was indeed written by the same person, and the suggestions made were also very useful. Su Ping praised this careful reader in his heart, then dimmed the light a little and started writing.

……

The days passed uneventfully. From the first month to the second month, and then to mid-March, nothing happened in the village, not even a single case.

Compared with last year's "eventful autumn", this year is much more relaxed.

Since he had submitted the manuscript, Su Ping would definitely not let the book die out. Even if the ending was not satisfactory, he would at least write an ending.

Going to the stall in the morning and coming back to write books in the evening, these two things became Su Ping's daily routine. Of course, he also needed to go out for exercise occasionally.

No wonder they say that time is squeezed out of one's teeth. This is true. Su Ping does feel that there is never enough time every day.

Such days are a bit tiring, but extremely fulfilling, plain and simple, day after day, boring but with a little fun, this is life.

The snack street was still as busy as usual, with several popular stalls filled with people, all anxiously waiting for their food to be ready so they could have a full meal.

Su Ping's stall is like this, and so is the Zhongyuan miscellaneous stall next door.

After the lunch rush, the young girl Su Erniang brought a plate of Central Plains offal, sat at the table behind the stall next door, and waved to the young boss.

"Little brother Su Ping, let's eat something together."

Su Ping turned around and did not address the other party's awkward address. Instead, he shouted, "I have two more orders. I'll come back when I finish them."

Then the boy turned back, packed the snacks for the customers, counted the Mora, and saw that there was indeed no one there, so he hung up a sign saying that the business was temporarily closed and walked to the back of the stall.

He did not come empty-handed, but also brought a plate of osmanthus cake and invited the other party to taste it together.

However, after they ate the cakes and touched the Central Plains offal, they stopped moving and just stared at each other with expressionless eyes.

After a while, Su Erniang couldn't hold it anymore and smacked her lips, "To be honest, sweet cakes and salty food are a mess!"

Su Ping rubbed his temple and said helplessly: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have taken the cakes. I was busy all morning and forgot about it."

"Me too. Alas! Two delicious meals were wasted!" Su Er Niang pursed her lips, feeling very regretful.

In the end, the two of them were left with no other choice but to secretly make up their minds that no matter how busy they were next time, they would not forget to mix sweets and salty foods together.

Otherwise, the feeling of being hit on the top of their heads will come back to them again, causing them immense torture.

After resting for a while, Su Ping walked back to the stall and took down the closed sign. A woman who had been waiting outside for a long time immediately saw stars and pointed at the "three-piece set" on the stall.

The woman had short hair and wore glasses. She was the same woman who came here almost every day. As expected, she ordered the old "three-piece set" this time.

When paying the bill, the woman said in a teasing tone, "Boss, why is it that every time I come, the store is either not there or closed?"

How could Su Ping know this? But he was a customer after all and they had been doing business for a while, so he certainly couldn't answer him so rudely.

"Didn't you say you also own a shop? Maybe... your schedules just happened to clash?"

"When did I say that?"

"Last time, didn't you always mention your boss?"

"My boss, okay, okay, I can't argue with you. Next time I'll come early and see what you can do!"

Su Ping didn't understand the woman's inexplicable emotions. He just smiled and sent her away. Only then did he sweat.

It is said that women's hearts are as elusive as the sea. God knows what they are thinking. Su Ping could only secretly feel lucky that no one around him asked questions like the woman just now.

The person who asked why the door was closed just then said that he really didn't know.

After grumbling inwardly for a while, Su Ping stopped thinking about it and concentrated on his work, welcoming one customer and seeing off another.

The flow of people was endless, seemingly endless, and they all came to "give him money".

The snack street is very ordinary, and few of the stall owners are from wealthy families. They come out to experience the warmth and coldness of life. However, on such a street, there are fewer pedestrians at night. When the stall owners were preparing to go home, they welcomed three unusual guests.

The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. When they stood together, they looked like a perfect match. The talented man and beautiful woman in the storybook now had a specific appearance.

Both of them were very young, only a little over 20 years old, but they were already a family of three. In the woman's arms, there was a swaddling baby. Her eyes and brows were gentle, and he was equally gentle.

"Wife, let me tell you, the dim sum here is the best in Liyue Harbor. It doesn't stick to your teeth or choke your throat. It doesn't taste weird and has an excellent texture. I guarantee you'll like it!"

"Is this the one you usually buy from?"

"Yes, that's the one. Didn't you tell me a few days ago that you wanted to eat the cakes from that store?"

"You really remembered it!"

"Of course, if I hadn't been injured by that despicable evil spirit when I was removing evil spirits a few days ago, I would have brought you here a long time ago."

"I was just saying, be more careful next time, the child is still young..."

The man was silent, his eyes sparkling under his slightly tilted hat brim. After a moment, he grinned and said heartlessly: "It's still a long way to go, don't worry! I won't abandon you and my daughter!"

The woman sighed, and straightened his hat with both hands, and said slowly: "I'm not afraid, but you really better be careful, otherwise you will have to wait for me longer on the road, you know..."

The man nodded slightly, "Yes, I will light up the road, as bright as day, without a single spot where you can't see!"

The woman smiled, as calm as water. What she didn't say was that she was not afraid no matter how dark it was where her husband was.

The man's eyes were full of gentleness, and he also had something to say, which was that there would definitely be a day in the future when he would walk in front and make the road completely black so that his wife would not dare to look for him.

On a street, two people were walking, each thinking of each other in their hearts. The child in their arms was also different from ordinary people. He showed no signs of drowsiness, but looked more energetic.

All of this is probably related to the business their family does, a place called Wangsheng Hall.

"Hey, here we are."

The man waved his hand and a dim sum stall appeared in his sight. The stall owner was a young man who was looking around to see if there were any customers and was preparing to close the stall.

"Boss, boss, don't take it yet! Give me three boxes of date cakes and one box of peanut cake!" The man shouted with his legs spread out, his face full of relief.

Fortunately, it’s not closed yet, so I can buy a few boxes for my wife to satisfy her craving.

Su Ping heard someone shouting and took a closer look. The man was wearing black clothes and a black hat and was handsome. It turned out to be the 76th generation head of the Wangsheng Hall.

"Please wait a moment. The cakes will be here soon." Su Ping greeted him, and then started to serve them, putting them into the oil paper that he could not change even though he had a lot of money now.

Then the woman came over and said to the man, "Why are you running so fast? Be careful not to fall!"

"No, my legs and feet are steady." The man waved his hands, looking very strong.

The woman stopped talking to him, and the man covered his mouth and laughed secretly. The baby in their arms was also smiling smartly, revealing a small fang at the corner of its mouth.

After Su Ping packed the pastries, he gave them to them. After completing this order, he packed up his stall and left to go home.

After he left, the family of three did not stay either. They were still talking and laughing, and were also on their way home.

The woman who was afraid of the dark married into a funeral home. The man, who obviously did not have strong legs and feet, insisted on acting as the strongest and standing at the front.

Both husband and wife are stubborn and once they make a decision, they are resolute and decisive and cannot be changed.

It was already very late at night. The lights in most buildings were off, and everyone was asleep, hugging their quilts or sleeping with their wives and children. Only a few people were still awake.

The Hall of Rebirth is brightly lit.

The family of three returned to the door of their home. The couple held hands, held their child together, and then... jumped over the threshold instead of simply stepping over it.

There is nothing special about this. The young couple just suddenly came up with this idea and decided to have some fun. The reason why the lights in the Hall of Rebirth are on is because it is open at night, and it is not intentional.

"You're back." An old voice was heard, startling the two of them. Even the baby in their arms had a dull look in his eyes, and then burst into giggles.

In the Wangsheng Hall, who else has such weight in their words except the old hall master and the 75th hall master who has already stepped down?

"Dad." The man scratched his head and chuckled.

The old man nodded and asked his daughter-in-law to take his granddaughter back to the room first, while he wanted to have a good chat with his son.

"Does the injury from last time still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I've recovered a long time ago. Don't worry, Dad."

"Well, remember to tell me if you have anything to say. After all, my old bones still have some strength and can handle it!"

"Yes, I'll call you if there's anything!"

"Okay, let's go."

"Hey!"

One father passed away, but the father of that father was still sitting at the table in the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand, savoring it.

After a long time, the old man opened his eyes, and there was a trace of clarity among the turbidity and vicissitudes of life. "Son, no matter how old you are, whether you have a wife or not, whether you have children or not, Dad is still your dad!"

"You dared to hurt my son, humph... I wish all his sons and grandsons would die once again!"

The old man's kindness was gone, and what was left was hostility. The smile on his lips shrank, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and no one knew where he went.

Only a sigh was left, coming from the slightly opened door.

In fact, no matter how old the father is, whether he can still stand straight or whether his body is still strong, in the eyes of his children, he is always a hero who stands tall and upright and has unparalleled power.

This night was a very ordinary one. There was just a father who was furious because his son, who was already a father, was bullied outside.

Don't ask why he didn't report it on the spot a few days ago. No one knows. If you must have an answer, then perhaps it is because the father wanted to get his son's consent before taking action.