"Huh? Senior sister?"

At this time, Jiang Miao pretended to have just come down from the building. When he saw Su Huaizhu sitting next to Xu Guiying, he immediately showed a surprised expression, "Why are you here?"

Su Huaizhou stared at Jiang Miao who was walking in, and his heart suddenly beating wildly, saying that this is different from the script that was announced?!

Before, he was in the alley and agreed to go up, Jiang Miao would not come down after Su Huaizhou and his grandmother left.

Why don’t you play by the rules?!

"Ah, ah..." Su Huaizhou responded twice, feeling a little at a loss, holding her hair in her ear to cover up her strangeness at the moment, "Well, I'll come with my grandma, I didn't expect it was yours."

"Oh! Do you two know each other?" The grandmothers next to them looked surprised.

"A school? That's a coincidence."

"Is the porridge better than Miaomiao in the first grade?"

Only Tang Xiaojing sat there without saying a word, silently watching the two young people acting here.

I was still in the alley just now, but now I pretended to be just a senior sister I met?

It's pretty similar.

However, seeing that they did not want to expose it immediately, Tang Xiaojing was very understanding and did not expose it, and sat there without saying anything.

Judging from the girl's cheeks, she also has a thin face.

Unlike her son, who was so intimate just now, he came to the second floor and was as if he was fine. He took out the oranges from the fruits he bought and handed them over to the grandmas one by one.

When he handed it to Su Huaizhu, the orange handed it over, and Jiang Miao secretly touched Su Huaizhu's palm with the angle of the window backlight.

Su Huaizhou was thrilled all over, blushed and his heartbeat, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look at his grandmother, so he could only glance out of the corner of his eyes.

Seeing that grandma had nothing to notice, Su Huaizhu glared at Jiang Miao in a faint way, and his bright eyes seemed to be dripping from water.

The time is almost over now. After eating the oranges, the grandmothers all got up and said goodbye, making an appointment for the time and place for the next time to chant Buddha's name, and then prepared to leave the meeting.

Su Huaizhu helped his grandmother get up. When he passed by Mu Shuixian and Tang Xiaojing, he said politely: "Grandma Narcissus, Aunt Xiaojing, Goodbye Jiang Miao."

"Well, be careful on the way." Tang Xiaojing said with a smile, "You two are classmates. If you are bored during the winter vacation, you can come here to play more."

Su Huaizhou's heart jumped and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Miao's mother, but she didn't see any clues on Tang Xiaojing's face, so she had to nod: "Yeah, I must come and have fun more."

"Goodbye to senior sister." Jiang Miao stood behind Tang Xiaojing and blinked at her.

Su Huaizhou really wanted to glare at him a few more times, but grandma, Jiang Miao's mother and grandmother were in front of her, so she couldn't have a good attack, so she could only smile and nod.

After seeing them off, the lobby on the second floor suddenly became quiet.

Mu Shuixian began to clean up the mess of the living room, Jiang Miao followed suit and helped him clean up, while Tang Xiaojing took the specialties she brought and put them in the refrigerator.

When he returned to the living room, Tang Xiaojing sat on the sofa, took out his cell phone to look through it, and then asked casually: "What's your senior sister's name?"

"Su Huai Porridge." Jiang Miao blurted out, "Su in Suzhou, the missed porridge is a bowl of porridge."

"He is quite beautiful, polite and filial." Tang Xiaojingjieruo said unintentionally, "How are your senior sister in school?"

"It's pretty good." Jiang Miao didn't doubt anything. He just thought that his mother was curious and chatting, and she was a little proud in her heart. "The senior sister is the deputy captain of the debate team and the deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Youth Association. Her academic performance is also very good. She received a scholarship when she was a freshman."

"Oh~ that's quite amazing." Tang Xiaojing nodded, smiled, looked at her son tentatively, and asked with a smile, "Then you can chase after him. Such an excellent girl is still your senior sister, how great is it."

"Cough... Cough cough!" Jiang Miao was caught off guard by his mother's sudden turn and coughed repeatedly, "Mom, what are you thinking... My senior sister and I have only known each other for a semester..."

But in fact, I confessed my love in one month... Jiang Miao laughed in his heart, and there was a little fun of hiding secrets.

Since the senior sister has not planned to show up yet, Jiang Miao doesn't mind hiding it first, and it's not too late to talk about it later.

Seeing him like this, Tang Xiaojing couldn't help but curl her lips, intending to find out more about the girl named Su Huaizhuang, but was afraid that Jiang Miao would see the clues, so she didn't ask more questions.

Jiang Miao did not doubt that he was there, so he helped his grandmother clean the living room, and then slipped to the third floor again and went to his cousin's bedroom to write and strode cats.

...

At six o'clock in the evening, Jiang Zhenguo returned home humming a small song. He cooked a meal alone and treated it. He turned on the TV and ate while watching.

I didn't find any interesting channels. After dinner, Jiang Zhenguo turned off the TV and walked into the study, intending to play two cards to enjoy the fun.

As a result, the doorbell rings at the door.

"Hey? Who?" Jiang Zhenguo asked when he connected the doorbell downstairs.

"Hello, I am the courier who is a Donglai who took over the notebook Mr. Jiang submitted for repair this afternoon. Please open the door, thank you."

"Hmm? Laptop repairs?"

"Yes, it's Mr. Jiang Miaojiang from Room 401, Unit 1, Building 5, Donghu Garden, right?"

"Oh, it's my son. He's not at home. Please wait for me to call and confirm, right?"

"Okay, please."

So Jiang Zhenguo called and confirmed that it was true, and handed the notebook Jiang Miao placed on the desk in the bedroom to the courier.

After a small episode, Jiang Zhenguo successfully sat in front of the computer, turned on the computer, and clicked on the card game software, and got a little addicted to it.

However, he was not particularly addicted to playing cards. He got tired of playing for half an hour, so he clicked on the browser and prepared to read the novel.

This is an interest he has developed in recent months.

One day on WeChat's official account, he accidentally saw a small advertisement for "The Legend of the Soldiers: The Peerless Legend".

The slogan of the advertisement was quite intimidating. Jiang Zhenguo clicked in with a curious moment, but it turned out to be out of control.

But his eyes were not very good. After looking at the small screen of his mobile phone for a long time, he felt dry and uncomfortable, so he ran to the computer to watch it.

It was a great time to read the novel content myself, but it was not easy to tell people. After all, he was a few decades older, and Jiang Zhenguo didn't let his wife know about it.

But this time he clicked on the browser and opened the history record. He wanted to click into the interface he had browsed last time, but he saw a blank historical record and was stunned.

What?

Why was history cleared?

Which dog did it?!

He usually has no habit of remembering websites and book titles. Once this historical record is deleted, where will he go to find half of the novels he has read?!

Jiang Zhenguo was angry and slapped the table twice, frowned and thought hard, not remembering that he had deleted the record.

"I turned off the browser when I read it the day before yesterday. I have never clicked the button to delete history." Jiang Zhenguo muttered to himself, and then suddenly remembered his son's notebook where the water flowed into the water.

Could it be that Jiang Miao, the stinky brat, deleted it?

Could it be that he was secretly watching some small movies online and then deleting the historical record with guilt?

Jiang Zhenguo touched his chin and thoughtful.

Based on the principle of curiosity killing cats but not killing people, Jiang Zhenguo searched on his browser for "How to query the deleted history records on the browser".

Following the above instructions, he opened the "ookie" folder on his computer and successfully found the browsing and download records this afternoon.

Well... nothing suspicious was found.

Jiang Zhenguo fell into deep thought as he watched the browsing and download records of the "Orange Melon Code" and "Screen".

These two things are not the software for the next film, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhenguo retreated to the computer interface and searched for a while, but couldn't find any trace of these two software. He then clicked the "Start" button. Finally, the emperor paid off and asked him to find it.

With curiosity, Jiang Zhenguo's face gradually turned from initial curiosity to confusion, and then to surprise to shock.

It seems that all three views have been reshaped.

...

...

Jiang Miao, who was far away in Hengtang Village, didn't know that the crisis had arrived quietly, and was still happily typing in his cousin's room.

Because my cousin usually gets off work late, the meal time at my grandmother's house will be postponed, and she usually eats supper at half past six.

So before dinner, Jiang Miao got another 4,000 words out and successfully completed the additional update.

The thirty chapters that I owe my father-in-law have paid back almost twenty chapters so far.

As for the manuscript fees in the first three months, the total amount was 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, and they were all saved by Jiang Miao.

In fact, ordinary fine products don’t have that much royalty. It’s purely because he has a large amount in recent months. If he had 4,000 words a day, it would be far less than that.

It has been only four or five months since his book was opened in August, and his book has been 800,000 words.

Based on the normal calculation of 4,000 words per day, it only costs 500,000 and 600,000 words per day in four or five months.

The extra 200,000 words are the result of being squeezed by the senior sister.

Putting aside the 200,000 words in the free chapter, this is equivalent to the paid manuscript fee that was originally only more than 200,000 words, but he wrote an extra 200,000 words.

I have to say that it is all Su Huaizhu’s credit.

If it weren't for the ability to learn from the senior sister, Jiang Miao would probably not have written so much every day, so he has a little bit of a typing habit now, and he will want to write when he has nothing to do.

However, when he heard a sound of footsteps from the stairs, Jiang Miao reacted very sensitively and turned off the codec software.

The next second, the bedroom door opened.
To be continued...