Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 104 Add fire (I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival)

"I just think the words are pretty, and I can't tell how old the author is." Liu Feng laughed.

Zhang Zhong also felt that judging a person's age through handwriting was a little unreliable, and his current handwriting must be different from what it was before he came back.

When he was on Earth, he didn't have any hobbies in the later stage, just reading books and practicing calligraphy. He originally wanted to make music, but he gave up when he found out that he didn't have the talent.

For things like writing, the more you write, the better it will be, so whether Zhang Zhong is using a hard pen or a soft pen, it is still passable.

However, the muscle memory on the earth can't bring it back to his own body all at once, so his words are more than rigid now, and I don't know how those people came to the conclusion that he is 60 or [-] years old.

Now he would practice calligraphy occasionally, not for any reason, but writing is something that makes people feel at ease.

"I guess the netizens are also joking. How can you tell how old you are by reading the words." Zhang Zhong looked around the bookshelf, and then said to Liu Feng, "I am also reading "Murder on the Orient Express", maybe the author tonight It will be updated to completion.”

Liu Feng was a little disbelieving, "No way, can people in a vegetative state connect so quickly? Isn't this just the interrogation, and the case has no clue at all. If it really ends so soon, it would be meaningless."

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "I don't know, I was just guessing, but I just saw that he suddenly updated all the interrogation parts, so I came up with this idea."

"Oh, his update is really fascinating, it will be fast and slow for a while."

The two chatted for a while in the study, and Hong Yujiao called them out for dinner in the living room.When the two of them arrived at the living room, the two little girls were already sitting side by side at the dining table waiting to eat.

Seeing Zhang Zhong come out of the study, Pengpeng said, "Father, the elf also gave Liu Minya a cabin."

Zhang Chong said, "Is the elf who gave you the wooden house an elf?"

Pengpeng shook his head, "No, Liu Minya's elf has pointed ears and green hair, which is different from the one I saw."

Liu Minya also said beside him, "Yes, Uncle Zhang, the elf I saw had green hair, pointed ears, and a long nose."

Zhang Chong said seriously, "Then these two elves probably don't belong to the same country."

Pengpeng and Liu Minya tilted their heads and asked curiously, "Do elves have a country?"

"Of course there are, and there are many types of elves. There are sea elves, dark elves, and light elves... They all look different, just like people, and not everyone looks the same. We have black eyes and black hair, but we also have dark hair. Some have blue eyes and yellow hair."

The two little girls nodded their heads half-understood, Hong Yujiao came over with a pot of chicken soup, she said with a smile, "Zhang Zhong, you know a lot about these children's stories, last time Min Ya came back and said You're especially good at telling stories."

"I have nothing else to do. I mainly watch Pengpeng at home. Storytelling is an essential skill."

Hong Yujiao said enviously, "Liu Feng and I are busy with work every day, and it's rare to be able to come back to cook a meal today, let alone tell her a story. Most of the time, his father takes her to restaurants for dinner."

Although Pengpeng and Liu Minya are the same age, Zhang Zhong is not the same age as Liu Feng and his wife.

Liu Feng is about 35 or 30 years old, Hong Yujiao looks younger, but she is also in her early [-]s.

If they are self-made, it is not easy to earn such a family business at their age, and it is certain that they are busy with work.

Hong Yujiao has red phoenix eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows. When she smiles, only the corners of her mouth and face move, and the pressure on her eyebrows and eyes is still there. She is probably a businessman, and her subordinates control many people.

Liu Feng should also be a businessman, but unlike his wife, Liu Feng is very down-to-earth and makes it easy for people to communicate.

Maybe they are doing business together, but one is a good face and the other is a bad face.

As for who sings the red face and who sings the bad face, it is not difficult to judge, it can be seen from the color of the skin.

"In the future, if you are busy, you can ask Minya to come to my house. If Brother Liu doesn't want to cook, you can also bring Minya there. Although I can't cook better than a hotel chef, at least I can keep it clean." Zhang Zhong said.

Liu Feng waved his hand and said, "How embarrassing, I can still take the girl to your house for dinner, besides, although I am a bit busy, it is not as exaggerated as your sister-in-law said, I still take time to come back to pick up Minya every day It's just that sometimes I don't have time to spend time with her."

Zhang Zhong nodded his head and said, "It's rare in the world to have the best of both worlds, so we can only choose one or the other. This is an impossible thing."

Liu Feng deeply agreed, "Yes."

Zhang Chong smiled and didn't say anything else. He actually felt that Liu Feng and the others didn't need to earn so much money, and it was fine as they were now.

Basically, the lowest level of financial freedom has been achieved. Spend some time on your daughter and you will not regret it later.

It's just that Liu Feng and the others are still young, and it's time to fight hard. If you really persuade them to stop doing it and go home to take care of their children, they probably won't listen.

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Staying at Liu's house until nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng home. The old couple were still watching TV in the living room, but it could be seen that their minds were not on the TV, but waiting for their son and granddaughter.

Zhang Xingjun was leaning on the sofa, almost squinting. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he was shocked and asked Hu Huifang next to him, "Son and Pengpeng are back?"

Zhang Chong saw his parents after changing his shoes, and said with a smile, "Dad, go to bed first, and Mom, take Pengpeng to take a bath."

Pengpeng lay on Zhang Zhong's body, his face was full of sleepiness, and when he heard that he was going to take a bath, he looked reluctant, "Dad, it's so cold today, I don't want to take a bath."

Zhang Chong patted her butt, "No, go take a bath with grandma."

It is indeed a bit cold today, if Pengpeng is quieter, she can actually not take a bath, but she is a little Zhang Fei, she does not take a break for a moment, she sweats several times during the day.

After his parents and Pengpeng fell asleep, Zhang Zhong went back to the study, turned on the computer and read the news.

Sure enough, I saw the news that "Ten Little Indian Boys" was going to be made into a movie on the hot search. The source of the news was the official release of Huayi Entertainment Co., Ltd.

"It seems that their company's publicity efficiency is quite high." Zhang Zhong muttered to himself.

Sitting on the chair and thinking for a while, Zhang Zhong was going to help Huayi Entertainment add fuel to the heat.

Although the film and television adaptation rights of this book were bought out by Hua Yi, Zhang Zhong could not get a share from subsequent releases, but this is his book after all, and his name is written in the original column, so this movie Success or failure is also closely related to him.

He has already made a decision on the method of adding fire. There is something he wanted to make before, and he will just make it public while taking advantage of this.

　Thanks for the reward of [The Tuzi that Eats Meat].
　　
　
(End of this chapter)