You are unlucky and I am tough

The news that Wei Changgui had his fingers cut off by debt collectors and that Wei Nanxing had severed their relationship with him spread like wildfire in the village for two or three days before it died down. Even people in the neighboring villages knew about it, and people in the surrounding area were terrified of gambling.

However, after the matter faded, the people who paid the most attention in the village were still Zhao Xiuwen and his friends. The threshold of Zhao Xiuwen's house was almost broken down by matchmakers. After returning from a banquet, a matchmaker would come to his house the next day to propose marriage.

The other three also had visitors, which resulted in outsiders coming and going in the village every day.

Cheng Shuang also heard some gossip while staying at home. The two cousins ​​who had been begging Cheng Mingli to stay had actually started a fight because they were fighting over who would wash Cheng Mingli's clothes, and they tore one of his underwear into two pieces.

Cheng Mingli thought it was ridiculous and was so angry that he didn't go home all night.

After knowing this, Cheng Shuang went to talk to Cheng Lizheng and said that her master had once studied that marriages between relatives within three generations were likely to give birth to idiots and deformed children, and he also analyzed it using medical knowledge.

She was the apprentice of a miracle doctor, and Cheng Li Zheng believed her. He was so scared that he went back and immediately sent the two little girls home in a tough manner.

Afterwards, he told the matter to the villagers, and soon the news that close relatives would give birth to idiots spread throughout the village.

There are three people with intellectual disabilities in Chengjia Village. Except for Dabao from Cheng Laoer's family who was burned when he was a child, the other two are cousins.

This further confirmed what Cheng Shuang said. The families in the village who were originally planning to marry their cousins ​​were so scared that they gave up the idea.

Chen even brought Cheng Lai Di to thank Cheng Shuang. It turned out that Lai Di's mother's elder brother, who was also her uncle, wanted her to marry his son.

Lai Di was unwilling, but the Zhao family pestered her, saying that they would take care of her for her mother. In fact, they were attracted by the fact that Lai Di had learned how to make braised meat from Chen, and they wanted to marry her and she needed a job to make a living.

Chen was so annoyed by them that she finally got rid of that family after this incident.

No girl wants to give birth to a fool in the future. She has the right to refuse the marriage, and no one can find fault with her.

Cheng Shuang didn't expect that popularizing the dangers of inbreeding would help Chen, and she was very happy.

Two days later, the sky was clear and the air was fresh. After breakfast, Cheng Shuang packed up the manuscripts of the storybooks she had written and prepared to go to the city to sell them at Moxiang Bookstore.

During this period, she wrote for an hour or two every night, and finally completed a poignant and tragic story tailored for the opera she loved so much.

That day, at the old scholar's housewarming party, Cheng Shuang saw Master Lan singing on the stage and had a good idea to build momentum for the restaurant.

Young Master Lan is such a beautiful woman with such a good voice. If he sings the opera she gave him, he will definitely amaze the whole city.

But before that, she had to build momentum for the play, sell the tailor-made script, and make it popular.

The story, titled "Dream of Drama," tells the story of a female actress with a tragic life story who falls in love with a scholar. The actress's performances support the scholar's studies, and their love lasts for years. Later, the scholar goes to the capital to take the imperial examination and never returns. The actress waits in vain for news of him, so she travels to the capital to look for him, only to discover that he has won the third place in the imperial examination and has even been favored by the princess of the dynasty.

When the two met again, everything had changed. One was an actor who was treated as a plaything, and the other was a high and mighty princess. There was a huge difference between them. The scholar had tears in his eyes, but he spoke to make the actor forget him.

On the wedding day of the scholar and the princess, an actor was performing on the stage. She wore the scholar's favorite costume and sang his favorite play. She watched him put on a red robe and be congratulated by the guests on his wedding, but the scholar did not recognize her.

After the play, the heartbroken actress, dressed in her costume, climbed onto the city wall and sang the story of her and the scholar in a gentle and affectionate voice. It was only early autumn, but snow was falling from the sky. Just as the onlookers were marveling at the spectacle and the performance, the actress leaped from the city wall...

Cheng Shuang had read the storybooks sold in the city's bookstores. They were all similar, telling stories about the beauty of love between men and women, and were boring.

After Liangshan became popular, many works imitating the Liangshan style were released, but they were all written in a very mediocre way.

If you want something new, you still have to look at her, a veteran novel lover. She is very confident in her writing style and stories.

Wei Qinglang was still asleep on the bed, hugging the quilt and breathing evenly. He had been drawing until midnight last night and didn't even get up to eat breakfast.

Cheng Shuang walked to the bookshelf to look for the book with Master Lan's inscription, and walked very carefully for fear of waking anyone up.

Today she plans to go into the city to do some business by herself.

I forgot which book it was stuck in, and I searched for a long time before I found it. When I turned around, Wei Qinglang had already woken up.

"You scared me." Cheng Shuang patted his chest.

Wei Qinglang sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at her, "Why do I feel like you're being sneaky?"

"Who is sneaking around?" Cheng Shuang unconsciously hid the thing in her hand behind her back.

It seems like he is trying to cover up his mistake by taking it out again.

"What are you holding?" Wei Qinglang stood up and came over, holding out his hand confidently, "Let me see."

"Look, look." Cheng Shuang slapped the thing on him.

Wei Qinglang opened it and found that Master Lan's handwriting was very good, elegant and free-spirited, soft yet strong, which was very similar to the feeling he gave Wei Qinglang.

The handwriting truly reflects the character of the writer.

"Are you going to find him?" Wei Qinglang asked with a frown.

Cheng Shuang nodded. "Yeah, didn't I tell you before? I want to cooperate with him on something."

"But you didn't tell me what it was exactly?"

The voice sounded a little resentful. Cheng Shuang touched her nose and took out a piece of paper from her arms and gave it to him.

Written on it are the lyrics of a song.

Wei Qinglang was not a music fan, but he knew which song it was just by looking at the lyrics.

He immediately understood Cheng Shuang's intention. If that Young Master Lan were to sing this opera, it would definitely be amazing.

Cheng Shuang said, "Although my singing is average, with Master Lan's voice and singing skills, I can teach him a few basics and he will definitely be able to sing it as well as the original singer. If we can stage a play based on the plot of the script I wrote and incorporate this song into it, it will definitely be a hit."

Wei Qinglang nodded, "And then?"

"Of course, we want to make him a popular celebrity and promote our restaurant."

"So, you've been furiously writing the storybook every night these past few days, and you want to give it to him."

Wei Qinglang felt a pang of jealousy in his heart, "He really can inspire your creativity. You've already written tens of thousands of words in just a few days."

"It's just over 30,000."

Cheng Shuang looked away with a guilty look in her eyes. "The storybook is meant to build momentum for the play. We need to publish the book first to make the story popular. Only then will the play be able to resonate better with people."

Wei Qinglang was a little amused. These marketing methods were really complicated. Wasn’t she studying medicine? Where did she learn all these?

"Well, you go back to sleep. I'm getting ready to go out."

It was almost noon and Cheng Shuang was in a hurry. She had to go to Moxiang Bookstore and then go to Baixiyuan to find Master Lan.

Afraid that people would ignore her, she even brought the inscription from last time.

Wei Qinglang couldn't sleep any more, so he immediately said, "No need to sleep, I'm going too."