The Lin family's little boy returns to being eight years old, taking his family to new heights.

Lin Dayuan looked at his daughter's exorbitantly priced contract and signed his name on it with trembling hands.

Lin Guojun laughed so hard his jaw dislocated, and Lin Guiying slapped him shut.

"Dad, there's another contract you need to sign in a few days. It's 500 yuan for 1,000 words."

Lin Guiying: "Yes, I can earn about 20,000 yuan a month!"

Lin Xi: "Yeah, that's about right. This is the minimum. If I try hard and write ten articles, that's fifty thousand."

Lin Guojun's eyes widened, and his jaw dislocated again. Lin Guiying slapped him again, and the old man's jaw swelled up instantly.

"Grandpa, you'll get a habit of dislocating your shoulder if you keep doing that."

She looked at her father, who was panting heavily, and comforted him, "Dad, your mala tang shop will make more money than mine in the future. If we open a chain, we can make a fortune every day, 50,000 a day is no problem."

Lin Dayuan rubbed his forehead. "Xiao Xi, you'd better not say anything for now. Let me calm down."

When did his family start making money so easily? They used to be reluctant to spend even a hundred, but now they can easily spend tens of thousands.

Lin Xi shook her head and went back inside; their mental resilience was too poor.

These past few days, Lin Xi has been frantically creating.

Liu Yu studied late into the night every day. Whenever he felt like giving up, he would think of his little sister Xiao Xi and how she earned tens of thousands of yuan a month, which would immediately recharge him.

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That day, at the Youth Novel Illustration Office, Orange asked as usual, "Have you received any letters from kindred spirits?"

The assistant stood up respectfully. "Mr. Li, it just arrived this morning and I've put it on your desk."

At first, Mr. Li instructed her to remind her to read any letters from like-minded people.

Later, letters expressing mutual appreciation were placed at the top.

Finally, a letter expressing mutual appreciation was placed separately on her desk.

She realized that mutual appreciation had become a key factor for top authors.

So every morning I would go through the letters, specifically looking for this name.

A hint of anticipation flashed in Li Xinxin's eyes as she quickly walked to her office and opened the letter.

After reading the letter, she immediately cursed: "FUCK! This isn't a joke!"

Then, staring intently at the words "nine years old," he blurted out a curse: "Holy crap! A child prodigy!"

She stood up abruptly, almost twisting her ankle.

She kicked off her cumbersome high heels, grabbed the letter, and ran out barefoot.

He ran to the office deep in the corridor, pushed the door open, and shouted, "Bro! I've discovered a genius! He's absolutely amazing!"

"Li Xinxin, who taught you to talk like that?"

The young man in the suit frowned, looking displeased.

Li Xinxin was already used to it. Sitting on her desk, she said, "Brother, you know the importance of mutual respect, right?"

"Yes, the article is very insightful."

"Dude, she's only nine years old! Holy crap, I can't believe it!"

She slammed the letter on the table.

A look of disbelief crossed the man's usually calm face, and he asked doubtfully, "Are you sure it was written by her? How can a nine-year-old write as well as a printed character?"

Li Xinxin nodded. "I'm sure. I personally communicated with her in every single letter. Her calligraphy has improved very quickly. It wasn't this good at first; it gradually became like this. You can tell it's the same person."

"Okay, you should go on a business trip and bring the contract to talk to him in person."

She immediately jumped off the desk, crossed her arms, and looked very dissatisfied.

"You suspect it's an adult impersonating her? Dude, she has no reason to do that. You're questioning me too."

"Go ahead. If it's true, raise the price for her as compensation."

"Tch! Fine, I'll go then."

She stormed out, slamming the door shut with a loud crash that echoed throughout the entire floor.

The assistant shook his head helplessly. It must be that the younger and older CEOs had a fight.

Then we saw Mr. Li walking over with a frown on his face.

"Book me a plane ticket to Danbei City."

The assistant didn't dare delay and immediately picked up the phone to ask about the nearest flight.

She thought to herself: "No way, is it that serious this time? Is even Little Li going to run away from home? Should she tell Big Li?"

Li Xinxin had a set of her usual toiletries and clothes in her office. After packing her suitcase, she took the next available flight.

Just before leaving get off work, the assistant saw General Manager Li coming downstairs, and after thinking for a moment, he went up to report.

"Mr. Li, Miss just booked a plane ticket to Danbei City, and she should be on the plane now."

The man's expression didn't change much, but he thought to himself, "Danbei City? Isn't that my teacher's hometown? I'll have to go visit him in a while."

"Okay, don't worry about her. Just report work-related matters to me directly."

The assistant gave a stiff "okay".

She didn't want to report to Boss Li; he was like an iceberg, capable of freezing people to death.

Lin Xi, unaware that a distinguished guest would be visiting her home tomorrow, was racking her brains to recall the novels she had read in her previous life.

When inspiration runs dry, it's necessary to learn from the predecessors.

The next morning, Li Xinxin woke up in the hotel and the first thing she did was go to the mall to buy a down jacket.

I didn't expect Danbei City to be so cold, even more chilly than my brother's.

After several twists and turns, she finally arrived at Linjia Village according to the address on the letter.

There are many sparrows here, on houses, trees, and telephone poles, everywhere. They are not afraid of people. Every time I walk by, they shake their little heads, as if they are observing.

As noon approached, some families had already started cooking with firewood.

Smoke curls from the chimneys of the houses, which are arranged in a staggered pattern.

The aroma of the food mingled with the smell of burning firewood.

Li Xinxin took a deep breath.

Indeed, the saying "like attracts like" is true; the cold air in Northeast China has a unique flavor.

She counted the buildings one by one and finally found the 23rd building.

A large black door with a conspicuous wooden box hanging at the entrance.

This should be the one.

She knocked on the door and heard someone coming out.

A short while later, an elderly woman with neatly combed hair and a graceful demeanor appeared before us.

Li Xinxin smiled sweetly, "Hello, ma'am, I'm an editor at Youth Novel Illustrated. Is this the place called 'Mutual Appreciation'?"

Lin Guiying immediately and warmly opened the door.

"Yes, yes, please come in. I know this name. That's my granddaughter, Lin Xi."

Lin Guiying initially thought it was the police, since ordinary people wouldn't knock on her door.

Unexpectedly, the God of Wealth has arrived!

Li Xinxin followed them into the house. The small house was a bit messy, with various ingredients laid out on the floor.

A boy of about thirteen or fourteen was clumsily chopping vegetables.

Seeing that she stood up politely, she said, "Hello, sister."

"Hello, hello, are you the brother of my beloved? Oh no, are you Lin Xi's brother?"

"Yes, but he's not my biological brother. We're from the same village."

He then added, "But I treat her like a younger sister."

The boy's eyes were serious and determined.

Having grown up in the city, Li Xinxin had never seen such innocent eyes before, and a feeling of being moved welled up in her heart. She fell in love with this place in an instant.

Lin Guiying gently knocked on the door.

"Xiao Xi, someone is looking for you."

Li Xinxin was somewhat surprised to see the old woman calling her granddaughter and even knocking on the door.

Why do the people here seem so out of place with their environment?

Shouldn't the villagers have shouted at the top of their lungs?

Lin Guiying: That was true before, but now we're afraid of delaying our children's ability to earn money.

A fair-skinned little girl walked out of the house, her large, grape-like eyes showing a hint of confusion.

So, it turns out, they were kindred spirits!