After the activities in the village ended, Jiang Yulou dragged his exhausted body back home.
At home, his mother Li Xiulian had already stewed his favorite mutton soup for him.
In such a cold winter, who can resist a bowl of fragrant and steaming mutton soup?
After drinking a bowl of mutton soup, he felt that his whole body became warm and comfortable.
Li Xiulian said kindly: "You kid, drink slowly, no one will compete with you."
"Mom, the mutton soup you stewed is so delicious." Jiang Yulou did not hesitate to praise him.
Her children like to drink the soup they stewed. Li Xiulian said happily: "There is still a lot in the pot. If you want to drink, mom will fill a bowl for you."
"One more bowl." Jiang Yulou wiped his mouth and raised the bowl in his hand.
Li Xiulian happily went to serve soup for her baby son. Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Yuanchao were also very happy, grinning.
After the meal, the family sat together.
How long has it been since, how long has it been since the family lived happily? It's been so long since Jiang Jianguo's youngest son came home that the smile on his face has never closed.
Jiang Jianguo held a cup of steaming tea in his hand. The tea was brought back from Yanjing by his youngest son. He said it was black tea and was good for the stomach.
Lao Jiang actually doesn't care about this. As long as it's a gift from his son, he likes it.
His eyes revealed a deep expectation, because he knew that soon he would be able to listen to his son talk about his college life in Yanjing.
Jiang Yulou knew that his family had long wanted to know how he was doing in Yanjing, so he did not hide anything and told what happened vividly.
He has a gift for storytelling and can always make the most ordinary things vivid and interesting.
Jiang Yulou began to tell the story of what happened to him in Yanjing, his language was vivid and expressive. He talked about how he had published a collection of poems, which was very popular, and how the novel he wrote had won the National Award for Best Full-length Novel. Finally, he also talked about how he bought a house in Yanjing with his royalties.
Except for Tang Yuewen's matter, almost everything else was revealed.
The Jiang family listened carefully, and they would be deeply proud of Jiang Yulou's achievements. Especially the eldest brother Jiang Yuanchao. He feels that his younger brother has lived up to his hard work over the years and has fulfilled his college dream.
"That's almost it." Jiang Yulou took a sip of water and said seriously: "Dad, Mom, brother, after the winter vacation, I want you to live in Yanjing with me."
"What? Going to Yanjing? No, no! Your mother and I have been farmers all our lives. Why go to Yanjing? It will cause trouble for you." Jiang Jianguo kept shaking his head, and then he looked at Jiang Yuanchao: "Your eldest brother is still young and can help you. Just take your eldest brother to Yanjing."
"Mom, Dad, brother, I'm rich now, a household worth ten thousand yuan. Even if you don't do anything, I can support you for the rest of your life." Jiang Yulou advised.
"Life in Shanghe Village is too hard. I swore before I went to Yanjing that as long as I stabilize in Yanjing and have my own house, I will take you over to enjoy the happiness. Now that I have this condition, do you think Do you think I'm going to break my oath?"
"Oh, you little kid, what are you swearing at?" Li Xiulian said distressedly.
Jiang Yuanchao said: "Mom and Dad, since Lou Wa has made up his mind, let's just listen to him."
Jiang Jianguo was a little hesitant. His son's filial piety was commendable, so he and his wife were naturally moved. But suddenly leaving the hometown where I have lived for half my life is not a decision that can be made in an instant.
Jiang Yulou couldn't see his parents' hesitation, so he said more forcefully: "Mom and Dad, I will definitely settle in Yanjing in the future. If I reach the age of talking about marriage in the future, I can't let the matchmaker travel thousands of miles from Yanjing. Come all the way to Shanghe Village."
"What, Lou Wa, do you have a partner?" The huge surprise suddenly hit her, and Liu Xiulian's voice was trembling.
Jiang Yulou looked embarrassed and said, "Ahem, I mean if, if."
"Old man..." Li Xiulian tugged on her wife's sleeve.
Jiang Jianguo frowned, "This..." This decision was too difficult to make, but it was related to his youngest son's marriage, so he couldn't be careless.
He also thought that if his younger son wanted to marry the daughter of a worker's family in the future, and his family still lived in Shanghe Village, wouldn't it be inappropriate for him to be a mismatched family? What would happen if a good marriage was ruined because of this?
But what if their family went to Yanjing?
He only knows how to farm and cannot do anything else.
After a long while, he sighed and said, "Let me think about it."
Jiang Yulou also knew not to push too hard. Besides, the winter vacation was still long and he still had plenty of time to do work.
At night, Jiang Yulou moved into the bedroom where he had been away for several months. Although I haven't stayed here for a long time, the room is still very clean.
There were no changes to the furnishings. It was the same as it was before he left, and it was still the same when he came back.
The only thing that changed was the quilt, which was replaced with a new one, thick and warm.
In fact, the earthen houses in rural Shaanxi are very comfortable to live in in winter, because every household has a kang, so the house is warm and you will not feel cold even if you wear short-sleeved shorts.
The only drawback is that it is too dry, but this is not a drawback in the north.
After taking out his change of clothes and manuscripts, he tidied them up, wrote a letter to Tang Yuewen, and then began to continue his writing career.
For many days after that, he locked himself at home and immersed himself in creation. The characters and outline of the new book had been completed while he was in Yanjing. Now all he needed to do was create the specific story content.
Writing novels is a very hard job, especially in this day and age, when it is not easy to get a typewriter.
He had no choice but to work hard for a small amount of money and to change the future of his family. From morning to night, apart from eating and sleeping, it can be said that there is no time to rest at all.
Moreover, the new work is different from his previous works in that he adapted it from neon movies.
He roughly remembers the plot direction of the original version, but the differences between the novel and the movie, as well as the different backgrounds of the two countries, require him to make secondary creations based on actual needs, which makes writing the novel more difficult.
The original work has 110,000 words, and after his second creation, the number of words will not be less.
Fortunately, Jiang Yulou really likes writing, and seeing the stories in his heart appear in the manuscript gives him a great sense of accomplishment.
On this day, he was dizzy writing because he had been bored for too long.
He knew this wouldn't work and he had to relax, otherwise his body would be overwhelmed.
Ever since, he put down the pen in his hand and walked out of the house.
Breathing the fresh air outside, although the weather was still freezing, his mood felt inexplicably much better.
"Yue Wen, how are you doing in Yanjing without me?"
Jiang Yulou looked in the direction of Yanjing, feeling lost.
