My wife was reborn before me

Chapter 274 I will support you from now on
After a frolic, the matter of Xu Feng and Lin Jiajia was finally settled.

At night, a group of people didn't really go to the dessert shop. According to Yang Yang's words:

Eating ice at night is really not afraid of diarrhea.

Of course, he slaughtered Xu Feng in a small restaurant by the side of the road, and Yang Yang was still able to do it with ease.

At the final checkout, Yang Yang pretended not to see Lin Jiajia and Xu Feng arguing at the cash register.

After a full meal, the six of them separated, those who went home went home, and those who went back to the rental room returned to the rental room.

As early as when they came to find Xufeng, Yang's father and Yang's mother helped Yang Yang and Yang Yang pack their luggage.

Put it in the rented room now.

When Granny Qian knew that Yang Yang and the others were coming back, she also helped buy a mat for sleeping in summer, which made Yang Yang a little embarrassed not to accept her kindness.

Compared with Yang Yang who lived in a rental house when he was in college, the landlord will earn you double the money from the utility bills.

Yang Yang was really moved by Granny Qian's simplicity and kindness, and he already regarded this old man as his family.

During the past few days of helping Xufeng, Granny Qian would come over to take care of them every few days, mostly to take care of Ahua and Xiaoli who had already settled down.

After two months of not seeing each other, Ahua and Xiaoli's five kittens can already chase people away.

Yang Yang didn't choose to go home and lived in a rented house. A large part of the reason was because of these little guys.

Xu Yan also liked them so much that she gave the five little guys nicknames.

From Damao to Wumao.

In the past few days, my husband doesn't touch it anymore. Before going to bed, I have to rub my hair to five cents, so that I can sleep peacefully.

Qian Xiang was even more miserable. Although she took care of five kittens for a half-summer vacation, she was eventually dragged by her parents to attend a cram school.

While chatting with Xu Yan, this little girl knew that she could go to bed after masturbating the cat every day, and she was so jealous that she went crazy.

Several times he threatened to move directly to the rented house, but Granny Qian drove them back.

According to Granny Qian's words, the rental house has already been rented out, and a contract has been signed, and people must have the spirit of contract.

How can she just let her live in, isn't this a change of direction and the money of a few tenants will be wasted.

Qian Xiang was thinking about it, but she also knew that she couldn't really live here. Among other things, she was going to start school in a few days.

Living in a rented house, her daily school trips became a problem.

Getting out of the taxi, Yang Yang and Xu Yan strolled on the simple concrete road of the village with the stars above their heads.

"Husband, this time my novel is really coming to an end."

"Huh? How many words?"

"More than 100 million, it has been written that Xiaoyu was born."

"Then it's over and it's over."

Yang Yang looked at the starry sky and replied indifferently.

After experiencing Xufeng's incident this time, Yang Yang found that sometimes people still need friends.

If he stood in Xufeng's position and had no friends to help him, how desperate he would be, and how bumpy the road with Lin Jiajia would be.

When the few people reunited back then, except for him, everyone else was alone, and all the things that happened in it were probably beyond his imagination.

Yang Yang felt very lucky to be able to marry Xu Yan as his wife.

His selfless devotion for seven years has allowed him to devote himself to his work wholeheartedly.

Such a wife is a blessing he has cultivated in several lifetimes.

When other people's families are restless, or they are busy with their own affairs, and the family does not look like a home.

His wife is at home every day, and can cook him a hot meal that is not to his liking, and teaches his daughter to call him daddy in her spare time.

What a beautiful picture that the family can look like a family, and there is no conflict with his parents.

"Aren't you persuading me to write it longer and not to finish it rashly?" Xu Yan looked at her husband suspiciously, always feeling that he was hiding something from her.

"Do I have it? You must have misremembered, maybe your aunt in the author group taught you this." Yang Yang Wangtian said haha.

"It's weird, you said it clearly." Xu Yan still didn't believe that Yang Yang had nothing to hide from her.

"Tell me what you plan to write in the new book, and I'll help you refer to it." Yang Yang hurriedly changed the subject, and when his wife forced him to ask him, he couldn't pretend anymore.

"New book, I don't plan to write any more, at least during high school, I don't plan to write any more." Xu Yan was soon fooled, put her arms around Yang Yang's arm, and said with a coquettish smile:

"My husband is going to become a big star. Of course I will spend more time with you, helping you deal with things you don't have the energy to deal with, such as returning book reviews."

"If you want, I can also help you write some episodes. This is not a shooter."

"I've written the title, so I'll call it Mr. Diary." Xu Yan seemed to have thought of something interesting, and the smile on her face became even brighter.

"You, I should just write my book myself. Don't you still have the position of student council president? When the school officially starts, you will be busy." Yang Yang patted his wife on the forehead to show his attitude.

How can a man's affairs be done by his wife, whether it is money or other aspects.

"The student union is not as important as your husband. When you become a big star, I will be the wife of the big star. Your fans will be my fans. Aiwujiwu, they will definitely support my new book in the future."

A certain little white rabbit's wishful thinking is crackling, and he doesn't want to suffer from writing a book, but wants to rely on his husband to pick up ready-made ones.

"When that day comes, you will know that you will regret it." Yang Yang is telling the truth. With the development of online literature, readers are increasingly recognizing books but not people. It is not unheard of for the Platinum Master to hit the street.

"I won't regret it." Xu Yan felt a sense of relief when she thought of the days when she would not have to use code words, and her bones felt a little lighter.

But Yang Yang knew that his wife had entered the exhaustion period of writing that he had imagined at the beginning.

After a book is finished, the author will fall into an inexplicable satisfaction, and will not want to write for a while.

But this situation won't last long, and the desire to talk has been developed in her body, which will make her pick up the keyboard again.

This year is different, Yang Yang plans to praise his wife.

Through this year's observation, my wife still has a certain talent for writing novels, at least she can arrange her time reasonably and guarantee updates.

This is much stronger than when he first started writing novels.

Since it is confirmed that my wife is a piece of material for writing novels, it is necessary to praise her.

There is no other reason. You stay at home all day, waiting for your lucky wife at any time to make you feel at ease.

Or a wife who socializes everywhere and contacts all kinds of men makes you feel more at ease.

Yang Yang felt that the former seemed good, and his wife was willing.

He has never planned to let go of the novel, so that he can have a wife who speaks the same language in the future.

Showing affection in the author's circle from time to time, it's really exciting to think about such a day.

I'm so envious of those writers who can't get wives.

At night, the backs of a few people who were diligently coding somewhere couldn't help but sneezed a few times, thinking that some reader was talking about themselves again, and accelerated the speed of coding.

(End of this chapter)