After lunch, watching Chen Lu take Chen Sijia to get snacks from Grandpa San's shop across the street, Li Luo sat on the railing of the balcony on the second floor, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with inexplicable sadness on his face.

"Is it this one?"

"Yes, this."

"Okay, it's all booked."

Behind the scenes, Li Xiang and Chen Yongqi were whispering.

"I usually don't watch this type of show." Chen Yongqi said.

"Then what do you usually watch?"

"Reading light novel fanfics, or changing marriage novels."

"...Then your taste is a bit unique." Li Xiang said with a smile, "This book is also good. I like all the heroines in it."

"Then which heroine do you like best?" Ying Chanxi suddenly asked from the side.

"Jiang Mingyue." Li Xiang replied subconsciously, "I just like the sister's style."

But as soon as Li Xiang finished speaking, he saw Ying Chanxi snorted and walked away a little unhappy, and quickly realized: "Shen Dongdong is not bad either!"

"It's not bad, it's none of my business."

Ying Chanxi walked to the balcony, sat down next to Li Luo, and poked his waist: "Don't be unhappy, everyone will know sooner or later. Your grades in the novel are so good. Don't you think your uncle is praising you?" ?”

Li Luo's mouth twitched, thinking how could anyone be so comforting as you.

However, Li Luo glanced at the living room and actually asked Chen Yongqi about the specific title of the book. Others, such as his aunt, sister-in-law, and aunt, were basically just curious and would not actually read what he had written.

After all, the elders have relatively low academic qualifications and limited reading ability. Even online texts may seem difficult to them.

It is far less convenient and direct than the short videos of later generations.

After confirming this matter, Li Luo felt a little relieved and was not as uncomfortable as before.

But when he thought that Chen Lu and Chen Sijia might also read his novel, Li Luo sighed again.

"By the way, uncle, don't you need to code today?" Li Xiang came to Li Luo and asked with a cheeky smile, "I think you will update a chapter in the morning and another chapter in the evening. Do you have to code in the afternoon? ?”

"Don't worry about him." Ying Chanxi chuckled, "He has more than 200,000 words of manuscripts saved. It won't matter if he doesn't write this month."

"What the hell?!" Li Xiang was shocked when he heard this, a little unbelievable, "How much? Two hundred thousand words?!"

After saying that, Li Xiang immediately grabbed Li Luo's arm tightly and said with a shameless smile: "Uncle, can you show me?"

"roll."

"I'll give you the subscription money in advance!"

"It's a beautiful idea." Li Luo rolled his eyes, thinking that it would be fine if Yan Zhusheng asked him to save the manuscript for reading, but you want it too?

Seeing that Chen Lu and Chen Sijia had come back from the opposite side carrying two large bags of snacks, Li Luo stood up, patted his butt and walked towards the living room, "Please help my mother and the others move out the mahjong table first."

…

In the afternoon, the living room on the second floor of Li's house was very lively.

Grandpa and grandma went downstairs to take a nap.

Li Guoru and a group of grown men, including Li Dao, made an appointment to play billiards on the billiard table set up in Li Guoru's house next door, and smoke and chat by the way.

Lin Xiuhong, aunt, eldest aunt Li Xuexian, and second aunt Li Xuefeng circled the mahjong table and started playing mahjong.

My sister-in-law and my sister-in-law Li Xuemei sat and watched, cutting some fruit for the people in the living room.

Li Luo and Ying Chanxi, as well as Chen Yongqi, Chen Lu, Chen Sijia and Li Xiang, sat on the sofa around the coffee table and started playing cards.

When it was two or three o'clock in the afternoon, my sister-in-law saw that it was almost time, so she called Chen Sijia and went back to her grandfather's house to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner there.

My sister-in-law cut up some more fruit and sent it to the pool table next door.

At this moment, Lin Xiuhong felt a little stomachache. She quickly stood up and said to Ying Chanxi next to her: "Xixi, I have to go to the toilet. Please help my aunt to do it for a while."

"Oh, here I come." Ying Chanxi responded. She had finished playing her cards and was about to get up.

As a result, Li Luo next to him threw the last card in his hand into the deck, got up and ran to Lin Xiuhong's vacant seat to sit down: "Mom, why didn't you come to me when you had something to do? I'm your biological son.

.”

"Come on, you!" When Lin Xiuhong saw that Li Luo was coming, she immediately came back holding her stomach and hit him on the head, "I don't know how lucky you are? Hurry up and give your seat to Xixi! Otherwise, you lose."

your."

On the other side, Chen Lu shouted to Li Luo dissatisfied: "You haven't finished the fight yet! Are you running away now?"

"I only have one card. I can leave at any time." Li Luo occupied the mahjong table and refused to leave. He shouted towards the sofa, "I can leave without affecting you."

When Chen Lu heard this, he felt that it made sense, and then he watched Chen Yongqi turn over the card that Li Luo threw into the pile, and immediately scolded with a black face: "You little bastard, you have the nerve to say no?"

Li Luochun acted as if she didn't hear anything. After sitting on her mother's seat, she crossed her legs, leaned against the back of the chair and held the mahjong tiles with one hand, and asked with a smile: "Who touched the tiles?"

"It's your turn." The aunt from the previous family said.

"Oh, look, let me bring up a whiteboard for my mother." Li Luo stretched out his hand and touched it, then curled his lips and slapped it on the table. It was an east wind.

Ying Chanxi sat next to him and watched him play cards, and occasionally brought him a piece of fruit to eat.

In a game like Mahjong, for ordinary players, three points depend on card counting and seven points depend on luck.

Li Luo is invincible in memorizing cards, but there is nothing he can do if he can't find the cards he wants.

After touching this card several times, I was surprised to find only one usable card.

Fortunately, Lin Xiuhong's deck of cards was good. After playing for more than ten rounds, he finally got a drawing card for him.

At this time, Lin Xiuhong came back from using the toilet, looked at the cards in Li Luo's hand, and nodded reluctantly: "It's okay, at least I can touch it myself."

That's what he said, but after several rounds, Li Luo didn't get the last card. Lin Xiuhong looked a little impatient: "Get out of the way, I'll do it."

"No, wait until I finish playing this deck of cards."

"If you keep touching me for any length of time, people will go crazy."

"Look at my card, it must be..." Li Luo slapped the card on the table, and there was another Dongfeng, "Damn!"

"I told you that you can't do it." Lin Xiuhong pouted, "You might as well let Xixi touch one for you."

"She can touch it when she comes? I don't believe it." It was Li Luo's turn to touch the cards again. Li Luo raised his chin towards Ying Chanxi and motioned for her to come, "If Xixi can't touch it, I will play the next one."

Just as he said this, Ying Chanxi put the cards he drew out on the table and whispered: "Ten thousand, I took it myself."

Li Luo: "..."

"Xixi is still reliable." Lin Xiuhong laughed, then patted Li Luo on the shoulder and said with disdain, "Okay, okay, go play your poker."

"The little bastard is coming back soon." Chen Lu joked on the sofa, "I let you off the hook just now. Come back quickly, otherwise no one will be able to climb the tortoise."

"How about we change the game." Li Luo and Ying Chanxi walked back to the sofa and sat down, and couldn't help but suggest.

"What kind of gameplay?"

"It's very simple. Cover all the cards and put them on the coffee table. Scatter them all." Li Luo said, "Then everyone turns over two cards at a time. If they are a pair, they can take them away. If not,

You have to put it back.”

"Everyone can see these two cards, and every time they look at them and they are not a pair, they have to be put back in their original places."

"Whoever has the most pairs in the end wins, and whoever has the fewest cards loses."

"It's interesting." Chen Lu nodded and was about to agree.

Ying Chanxi on the side said quickly: "Don't play like this, he can win casually."

"Ah?" Chen Lu was stunned for a moment, "It's hard to say, isn't it? Is Li Luo very good at this?"

"His memory is better than mine," Ying Chanxi said. "On the first day of school, he memorized all the names of his classmates. Do you think he is good or not?"

"Ying Chanxi, don't tear me down." Li Luo was anxious, "I can secretly guide you when we play. Why don't we win together? It's a win-win situation!"

Ying Chanxi pursed her lips and suppressed a smile: "I just want to see you lose."

…

The pleasant afternoon passed quickly.

At around five o'clock, Chen Hailin came back from the pool table next door and went into the kitchen to start cooking New Year's Eve dinner.

Because everyone in the family likes to watch the Spring Festival Gala while having New Year’s Eve dinner to capture that atmosphere, Li Luo’s family has New Year’s Eve dinner very late.

He started preparing at around five o'clock, and it was not until nearly eight o'clock in the evening that Chen Hailin finished two tables full of sumptuous dishes.

During the process, Lin Xiuhong and others also entered the kitchen to help. When the Spring Festival Gala started on time at eight o'clock, Li Luo's family, except Li Xuemei and Chen Sijia, were not there, and the rest of the family totaled 15 people.

In addition to the Yingchanxi family of three who came over for the New Year's Eve dinner from next door, there were a total of 18 people, sitting at two tables, watching the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast and starting to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

From time to time, the sound of fireworks began to be set off outside, bang bang bang, crackling non-stop.

Li Luo was eating chicken legs in his mouth, and in the bowl was the turtle meat that Ying Chanxi had given him. In his ears was the noise of the family and the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on TV.

Everything feels like a lifetime ago.

He thought about his rebirth and return in June, and now more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
To be continued...