By the way, He Xiner had to play with the little girl during the day, water the beans from time to time, occasionally help her mother cook, and then make some snacks with the little girl, and put the beans selected that day every night.
After washing and soaking, I was so busy talking that I never even bothered to write.
It's not all because of busyness, it's mainly because of He Xiner
That night, after soaking the beans, I returned home from the vegetable shed. I went to the west wing first, called Dabai and the little girl who were playing around, and went back to my house. I waited on the little girl to wash up and go to bed, and then led Dabai to the east wing.
Cross hospital.
"Alas~"
He Xiner was lying on the desk as if she were boneless, looking listless.
"Drink a cup of hot water."
Seeing her like this, Ye Xusheng couldn't help but want to laugh.
"well……"
He Xiner has been struggling with what to write recently. According to her original idea, she was going to write Mr. Jin's "Dragon and the Eight Parts". It was Mr. Jin's pinnacle work. She believed that she and her cousin could only write
The 20-30% of this book's brilliance could also make the entire Ming Dynasty popular.
But it’s easy to think about it, but it’s really difficult to do it.
In fact, this book is no better than ordinary martial arts, it contains too many things.
First of all, the background of the times is complicated. The martial arts grievances and ethnic conflicts between the Song, Liao, Dali, Xixia, Tubo and other royal families cannot be easily explained clearly.
The whole book has bizarre twists and turns, numerous characters involved, extensive historical background, huge martial arts battles, and rich imagination, which is undoubtedly the best among the "Golden Books".
The style of the work is grand and tragic. It is an epic masterpiece that fully describes human nature and is rich in tragedy.
Mr. Jin Laorou had been writing for four years at that time. You can imagine how difficult it is to copy a copy of The Eight Parts of the Dragon. Well, it is probably even higher than the highest peak in the back mountain that reaches directly into the clouds...
Alas, why is she so obsessed with things that she makes things so easy?
But with this thought, it is like a weed taking root in my heart, and before I know it, it has grown into a grassland that cannot be plowed out or hoeed...
ah!
So difficult!
But I still can’t tell my cousin about this trouble...
He Xiner is almost depressed.
"Alas~"
Another sigh.
"Okay, if you're in a dilemma, don't worry about not writing. Brother, tell Dong Qiang to find you some books about miscellaneous stories and interesting things."
"Well, okay~"
A weak voice, dry.
The girl with bright eyebrows was now wrinkled, looking like she was beaten by frost, and her whole body was wilted. Just looking at her made people want to pity her a little more.
"I heard from Mancang's cousin that his brothers went to the mountains to catch pheasants and the harvest was quite big."
Not seeing her like this, Ye Xusheng changed the topic.
"Huh? Catching pheasants? There is thick snow in the mountains. Why did Mancang Cousin and the others choose such a time to go into the mountains?"
Sure enough, after hearing the interesting things, He Xiner immediately perked up and stopped sighing. She sat up straight and looked at Ye Xusheng with her eyes wide open. Her curiosity was almost not written on her face.
.
"When it snows, pheasants cannot hunt for food, so they will look around for food. It is easier to catch them at this time."
He Xiner was immediately happy. Catching pheasants seemed to be fun. It was more interesting than digging a trap and waiting for the prey to fall into the pit.
"In this weather, is Sapphire Lake frozen? If the water source is cut off, can cousin's trap still catch small prey? When will cousin take a bath? Let's catch pheasants like cousin Mancang, okay?
?”
Thinking of interesting things, He Xiner became energetic, her eyebrows were full of smiles, and her eyes were filled with stars, shining brightly~
Ye Xusheng was a little distracted for a moment.
"Is catching pheasants like catching house sparrows with a bamboo basket?" This chapter has been completed!