Before, Jiang Xi’s mother was there, and I never paid much attention to Jiang Xi’s work and rest time. She would get up whenever she liked to get up, and she would write novels whenever she liked to write. Overall, she didn’t feel that it was too abnormal.

Only then did I realize that her schedule was like this: I went to eleven and two o'clock in the evening, and slept until eleven and two o'clock during the day. After waking up, I had to wake up and eat after waking up, and after eating, I had to eat after eating, and after digestion, I had to take a nap after digestion, and after waking up, I had to wake up and sleep in the afternoon, and I had to wake up and stay in bed, so I started writing novels.

This habit has always been very regular, but according to this rule, it was possible before, but now it is not possible.

It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon when she started writing the manuscript. She had just finished writing one or two thousand words, and it was time to follow the river.

Most of the time I have to work overtime, so the important task of taking over the child fell on Jiang Xi's shoulders. After the child came back from kindergarten, he had to run wildly outside and play wildly. He would not want to go home until he had dinner at night, and it was not easy to take care of his children in these two hours.

Children will have all kinds of troubles, such as thirst, hungry, cold, and hot. They are worried that they will knock or touch them, and even worry that they will not lose them at first sight. Anyway, when they are raising children, they are always nervous.

Therefore, Jiang Xi could only write the article until eight or nine o'clock in the evening, after Jiang Dongdong fell asleep.

In the past, she would have been about 11 o'clock at night, and it would have been almost two o'clock. Now she would have to stare at her hard eyelids, hoping to put a toothpick on it and get it until two or three o'clock at night.

Relying on my youth, Jiang Xi didn't take it seriously, but over time, I felt very bad.

My wife is still the one who misses the streets. She works hard to write novels about being in full attendance every day, but my wife used to take good care of her family. When I come back, she will have steaming food. When I go to bed in winter, she will warm up my bed. When I feel good, she can also ask for some benefits at any time.

Now, I heat the food myself when I come back. Sometimes I don’t cook it, so I order takeout, or when I come back, I cook some noodles and eat it casually.

At night, Jiang Dong was in the small bed, I was in the big bed, and she was in another room. I don’t know if she was writing hard or writing like constipation. Anyway, it was until two or three o’clock in the morning.

I barely endured it for half a month. After a month, if Jiang Dong wasn't there, I would have doubted whether I had unknowingly returned to the pre-liberation and returned to my single life? Of course, there was also a puppy who needed my care.

One night, I couldn't help it and went to talk to her.

"Wife, your schedule is wrong. Can you adjust it? Jiangdong is not at home during the day. Please write carefully and rest with us at night."

Jiang Xi said, "Husband, you don't know that the outside environment is not quiet during the day, and my mind is drowsy. There is no inspiration or passion when writing. Only when it is late at night and people are quiet will inspire burst out, and the blood of the chickens surge, creating a soul-wrenching novel."

I said, "Without a soul or not, aren't it just those readers? Anyway, they still make full attendance money."

Jiang Xi was immediately unhappy, "Oh? How could you say that? Even if there is a reader, I will do my best to write for that reader."

I said coldly, "You are responsible for those readers, what about me and the children? You don't care about your body."

Jiang Xi said with confidence, "I have taken good care of the child. I will take charge of it within the week, and it doesn't take much use for you. You will be responsible for it on the weekend. I will write the article with peace of mind. Write more, and I can still relax within the week."

"Then, what about me? What about my little Tiantian? What about my welfare?" I was really a little unhappy, sleepy and tired, and I had to worry about this with her here.

Jiang Xi laughed "Puff!" and said in a particularly ambiguous tone, "Oh, look at your anxious look. When my novel becomes popular, the benefits will be enough for you!"

I,"……".

I took a deep breath, "I just want to ask, can I still have benefits in my life?"

As soon as this was said, Jiang Xi immediately gave up his face, faster than reading the book, "What do you mean? It means I will never be popular in my life, right? Jiangdong, you look down on me, right? Jiangdong, you have changed. Do you know how sad I am when you say this?"

As she said that, her eyes turned red, and I felt a little guilty, but I felt that I was not wrong.

I argued with reason, "Aren't I doing it for you too? I should rest, work, and enjoy the benefits. I should use it to enjoy the benefits. This is beneficial to family happiness and physical and mental health, right?"

Jiang Xi looked at her computer with her eyes, and was so impatient that she didn't even look at me. She said unhappily, "What other benefits do you want? In my state of being unable to be popular in my life, I will never have any benefits in this life."

I, "...", was obviously angry, but I was a little angry.

"Wife, do you know that I will be sad if you treat me like this, don't

I thought I wouldn't be sad if I had a good temper?"

"Oh, it's so annoying. I'm going to write a manuscript. Don't bother me, go to that house quickly

Go to sleep with you.”

"You don't care about my feelings and don't care about your own body. It's so unreasonable for you to do this.

You are rational, no, you have to go to bed with me, and you will write the manuscript tomorrow morning!"

I was so angry that I pulled out the power cord of her laptop.

I forgot that her laptop was bought from the second-hand market in Zhongguancun.

The battery is useless, so when the power supply is pulled out, the screen will be "brushed" and it will immediately turn black.

At that moment, I saw Jiang Xi's fingers still staying in the air where she was typing, and her eyes

Staring straight at the blackened screen, my mouth opens as if I have a date in my mouth.

The next second, when she realized that I had unplugged her power supply, she looked at me from

Dullness turns into hatred!

"Ah!" she screamed and said angrily, "I didn't save it just now! More than two thousand

You have lost the soul work that burst out with inspiration!”

She was so angry that she panted, she stood up and looked around and wanted to find someone to beat me. Yes, I read that right, she just wanted to beat me.

At first, she glanced at her black screen laptop. After reaching out and grabbing it, she put it down again, muttering, "You are not worthy of my laptop."

Then, she saw an enamel vase on the table, and she reached out to take it...

My legs shook and I took two small steps back. Oh my god, if that vase hits my head, I guess my head will bloom.

After I was shocked, I immediately felt that she could not beat me with the one, how could she bear to let her go...

Sure enough, she took her hand back and grabbed her phone and was about to smash it at me, but she looked at the phone in her hand again. This time she probably felt sorry for the phone, so she still didn't smash it...

Finally, she finally saw the right thing, grabbed the plastic box of takeout she had for lunch, and hit me hard, then stared at me angrily, "Do you know, I'm going to write two thousand words for another two hours. Today I was already a card text, and finally got inspiration and wrote a satisfactory plot, which was completely ruined by your operation. I wrote it again according to the previous idea and lost the original taste. Do you understand? You bitch!"

Seeing her so angry, and I knew that I seemed to be in trouble, I looked as if I was giving in, my eyes were a little red, and I beeped in a low voice, "Have you never called me a bitch before?"

She immediately fought back with anger, "Those who don't let me write a good novel are all bitches!"

I,"……".

To be honest, I just don’t like to argue with her, but I was a little angry. I still had a little bit of ambiguousness. I said, “Okay, I don’t care about you anymore. Just wait for sudden death. When you die, I will find another woman again, live in your house, sleep in your husband, and beat your baby!”

After saying that, I turned around and left. She ignored me and silently plugged in the laptop power cord, which meant to fight again.

I lay on the bed in another room with anger. I wanted to sleep, but no matter how much I had to go to work tomorrow. I was exhausted after a day.

As a result, I couldn't sleep anymore and couldn't control my own thoughts on her!

About half an hour later, I got up and went to see her secretly. Through the crack of the door, I saw her typing intently, but her face was not very good-looking, and there were tears on the corners of her eyes.

She actually cried! Oh, what good thing did I do? She actually made my wife cry.

I pushed the door and she subconsciously glanced at me, then acted like I was air, and continued to pretend to focus on typing.

I walked to her and hugged her from behind. She fought to push me away. I immediately whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, I'm wrong."

When I saw her eyes turned red in an instant, she wanted to push me away again, but the gap in strength between men and women was destined to be the main prosecution. She could not fight me and she was angry when she burst into tears.

My heart suddenly became soft and I didn't dare to have a loud voice, "Wife, wife, I really know I was wrong. Don't be angry. I'll get angry and I feel sorry for you!"

Jiang Xi finally spoke, with a hard tone, "Then, what are you wrong?"

I thought about it and said, "I shouldn't have let you write novels. I shouldn't have unplugged your power cord, which will make you even harder."

"Get out!" Jiang Xi suddenly broke away from my arm, turned around and looked at me and said, "I'm not angry about these things at all."

Isn't it because of this? What else can I do? Are I doing something unforgivable?

She then answered my questions, and she said with tears in her eyes, "I know you care about me what you did, but what I can't accept is... How can you say that I will never become popular in my life? I have always had a belief in my heart that even if I can become popular at the age of seventy, I have to persevere. But now you tell me that I will never become popular in my life. I think that I will never like a good work. Then you say that I am still like a fool every day, doing housework and raising children, and "hurry and tiring" to keep writing and writing. What am I doing?"

Listening to her words, I felt some deep thoughts and touches in my heart.

She then said excitedly, "Jiangdong, don't you hit me like this? I only have this ideal in my life. This ideal has not been supported by my strong inner spirit for so many years. Only I know how weak and tired this support is. It's better for me. My favorite husband, not to encourage me, give me strength, but also fired a special fire on my spiritual pillar. Do you have to defeat my spiritual world?"

She is like this. If I don’t understand her, then I really don’t deserve to be her husband. I quickly said with a guilty look on my face, “I’m sorry, my wife, I really know I’m wrong this time and I will never say anything to hit you again. Forgive me this time.”

"Woo..." Jiang Xiwoo cried in my arms.

I patted her on the back and continued to coax her while giving her anger, "I'm really sorry to my wife. I understand what you mean. If you don't have an ideal, what's the difference between it and a salted fish? No matter how difficult the road ahead is, when the ideal is persistent, you should still stick to it. Don't wait until you can't persist before regretting it. I really understand you. People with ideals are worthy of respect! Wife, I won't say anything to hit you again in the future!"

I said this for a long time, and she finally took a deep breath, as if she had calmed down.

I was relieved, Emma! Why am I so stupid? Touching her taboos? Writing novels is the obsession she cares most about in her life except for her family. I think after this time, I will definitely learn my lesson.

"Wife, I will support you, even if you try..." I will support you for the rest of my life. I originally wanted to say this, but this sentence was so touching, but now I dare to say it, I immediately changed my words and said, "You will definitely become popular. If you work so hard, gold will shine sooner or later."

Kill! I racked my brains and scraped my stomach, so I found these words. I hope that this time the flattery of the lost sheep can make up for the mistakes and make her forget the harm my blow brought to her.

Jiang Xi wiped her tears and felt much better. She really took the tactic of flattery.

She whispered, "I hope you are telling the truth."

"Really, that's definitely more true than the truth."

"Okay, I'm fine, you go to bed. Don't you have to go to work tomorrow? I'll write another two thousand words and go to bed."

"Wife, it's already very late. I really feel sorry for you. Why don't you ask your readers for a day off today."

Jiang Xi said, "No, I promised readers to add more updates today. If they don't add more updates, they will be disappointed. They will feel empty and happy, and they will think that I have deceived them and thus lose trust in me."

"Okay!" she said this. I really had no choice. I couldn't tell her. The readers are nothing. She might even kill me overnight.

I went back to my room to sleep. I was very sleepy, but I still had a very uneasy sleep because she didn't come back.

It was not until she came to bed around four o'clock in the morning that I took her into my arms in a daze and hugged her tightly, and then I entered a deep sleep state.

In the days that followed, I would never dare to touch her taboos again. As long as I accidentally mentioned her novels, I would definitely say, "Oh, you wrote this book better than the one, and you will definitely be popular!" As for whether it can be popular, it is not something I can control!

Anyway, no matter whether it is hot or not, when she hears me, she will immediately laugh like a budding flower and say, "You can talk so well, there will be benefits tonight!"

I,"……".

Once, twice, three times, I began to doubt that it was she who wanted to cheat on benefits?

Summary of life insights: The identity of a flatterer must be implemented throughout the whole process! Otherwise, something will happen.

Zhou Qiang now has the right to speak on his insights in this regard.

After get off work that day, he called me.
To be continued...