In mid-August, Jiang Miao received a video from his mother.

The video is very short, only about ten seconds. It was taken by Tang Xiaojing in the car, aiming at the road outside and the scene beside the road.

In the familiar street, two meters of walls were surrounded on the sidewalk, and a low ruin was undulating in the wall, and broken bricks could be vaguely seen.

Hengtang Village was demolished.

Jiang Miao looked at the scene in the video and felt no fluctuations.

Although it was my grandmother's house, except for living there for a while when he was a child, he never lived there when he grew up, especially after going to school, he spent most of his time in school, so he did not have much deep feelings for Hengtang Village itself.

But after he showed it to Su Huaizhu, the senior sister fell silent for a long time, leaned her head gently on Jiang Miao's shoulder, and finally retracted into his arms and curled up into a kitten.

After a long time, Su Huaizhou sat up from his arms and whispered: "Don't see this for grandma."

"Okay." Jiang Miao nodded and agreed.

After recent adjustments, Jiang Miao's new book has basically been finalized.

After the beginning of the fourth edition was confirmed, Jiang Miao began to do the most basic work of saving manuscripts, trying to save more before publishing the book.

Of course, this is just a superficial reason...

In fact, it is mainly because he doesn't want to return to the pace of daily updates so quickly.

Now there is no word count requirement for typing words every day, and writing 1,000 words is comfortable. Occasionally, when inspiration comes, you can sit in front of the computer for a few hours, and two or three chapters will be released.

After I post the book, although the guaranteed 4,000 words per day is not much, I am still very tired after years of accumulation.

Now that it's finally over, he has given him more than two months of breathing. This kind of relaxed life is really easy to suck his will.

However, this is also the process of Jiang Miao replenishing himself and restoring his inspiration.

After all, the videos I watch, novels I watch, anime I watch, and movies and TV series I watch in my bed with my senior sister in my bed are not in vain.

When he usually has to write, he has little energy to absorb these spiritual nutrients. Now after charging, Jiang Miao has already determined the day he will publish a book.

"I'll take a nap." Su Huaixiang was in a bad mood. She leaned on the back of the chair and stretched her waist, then got up and walked to the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt and shrank it in.

Jiang Miao was in good spirits. He was typing at this moment. After a whisper, he heard the senior sister behind him breathing calmly, and it seemed that she was asleep.

After turning his head and taking a secret look, confirming that the senior sister was really asleep, Jiang Miao tiptoed out of the bedroom and glanced at the guest bedroom. He didn't see his grandmother, and looked into the living room again, and there was no one.

Then he heard a sound of the Douyin Divine Song playing. Following this sound, Jiang Miao looked towards the balcony and saw Xu Guiying leaning against the recliner, holding a mobile phone in her hand, browsing Douyin.

"Grandma." Jiang Miao walked over, pushed open the balcony door, and said to Xu Guiying, "Can you discuss something with you?"

...

Time flies very quickly, and it is August 20th in the blink of an eye.

Su Dajiang received the demolition compensation and paid off his previous debts after bankruptcy. After coming to the bank again, the bank manager greeted him with a smile and took him into the office.

Many things have been discussed with the other party before, and today I just came to sign a loan agreement.

Although Su Dajiang went bankrupt and owed debts before, it is still easy to get a loan and start a business after paying it off now, at least it is easier than ordinary people.

Looking at the business direction indicated by Su Dajiang on the loan agreement, the bank manager laughed and shook his head: "Why did you think of the takeaway industry? This is not a few years ago, and it is not easy to make money in this industry."

"Is there any business that is easy to make money these days?" Su Dajiang took away his own loan agreement and stuffed it into his briefcase. He sighed comfortably, "This wave of real estate has woken me up before."

"If you don't plan to make any big money in the second half of your life, just do your career safely."

"My only wish now is to watch my daughter get married and give birth to a fat grandson for me, and I'm waiting to enjoy my old age."

The bank manager obviously didn't believe what he said, and smiled and said, "If you really want to enjoy your old age, the remaining demolition compensation will be enough for you to live safely until you are old, so how can you use a loan to start a business?"

"You don't understand." Su Dajiang shook his head, turned around and waved his hand with a smile, walked out of the bank gate, walked to the nearby subway station, and took the subway to the Finance Institute.

As for the car, he naturally used it to pay off the debt when it went bankrupt.

To be honest, the moment of bankruptcy liquidation was his most relaxed time.

After two or three years, his tense nerves have relaxed, and there is nothing wrong with his employees and brothers. He knows that Hengtang Village is about to be demolished, so he is not very gloomy about the future.

The haggardness I used to deliver takeout was more due to physical and physical burdens.

After all, delivering takeout is indeed a physical job, and it is difficult for ordinary middle-aged people, not to mention that he, a big boss, has not been able to do well over the years, and his body is really hard to take.

However, during the period after bankruptcy, due to the impact of debt, there were records in the bank. Many businesses did not accept him, and could do physical activities such as delivery of food and express delivery to maintain their personal expenses.

The group of employees who were fired from his company were better at civil service. Brothers like the construction team, under the blow of the flu, other construction companies that were still supporting them could not accept them, so they had to flock to the takeaway express industry.

Under this opportunity, Su Dajiang learned a lot of inside information about the takeaway industry. After careful consideration, he launched an investigation. With the connections he had accumulated over the past few days, he already had his own plans in his heart.

But today's day is special, so these abacuses must be back.

Su Dajiang stood in the subway car, holding the handrail with one hand and taking out his cell phone with the other.

[Miaomiaoxiyuhuai]: Where is the uncle?

[Su Dajiang]: I just got on the subway and arrived at you in about an hour.

[Miaomiaoxiyuyou]: Okay, I’m talking about it, I’m almost ready.

[Su Dajiang]: OK.

After confirming the situation, Su Dajiang took back his phone and tightened the briefcase in his hand, looking a little nervous, completely different from when he met the manager in the bank just now.

...

"Peach Sauce~"

"Hmm?" As soon as Jiang Miao finished communicating with his father-in-law on WeChat, he received a call for condolences from his senior sister after dinner.

Today Thursday, Su Huaizhu was still working in the studio during the day and was not at home.

"When will you post a book?" Su Huaizhou's questioning tone came from the other end of the phone.

Jiang Miao was already used to the death of his senior sister urging her new books every day, and said calmly: "Now, right away."

"You say it every day, but I didn't see you post it." Su Huaixiang complained.

Guluo

But she really forced Jiang Miao to post a book, but there was always a topic among couples to talk about phone calls. It would be a pity if such a good way to urge for updates was not used.

In fact, just listening to the voice of my junior's end, Su Huaizhu felt comforted after working for a whole morning.

"I'm on the chair now, not right now." Jiang Miao blinked his eyes and said nonsense.

"Do you still want to ride a horse?" Su Huaixiang snorted, "I just know nonsense. You have saved the manuscript for 40,000 yuan and haven't posted it yet?"

"Senior sister, your intelligence is behind, and now you have 50,000 copies of the manuscripts."

"Is the point here?" Su Huaixiang gritted her teeth, then her eyes rolled, and she said distressedly, "My colleagues said that after reading your first two books, they are all empty now, and I'm urging me to open a new book every day."

Hearing this, Jiang Miao suddenly had a dark head: "Senior sister, don't lie to me. Next time I go to your studio, I will check if they have seen it."

The two of them were flirting on the phone, and the lunch break passed quickly.

After Su Huaixiang kissed him, she hung up the phone and returned to the office to continue working.

After Jiang Miao hung up the phone, he did not continue to write.

He was now in the living room, with the help of Xu Guiying, decorating the layout in the living room.

It's not too extravagant, but it just makes the living room look a little more warm.

By 1:30 pm, Su Dajiang arrived.

The three of them worked together to decorate the living room much faster.

It was done at around two o'clock, Jiang Miao looked at Su Dajiang and asked with a smile: "Uncle, what gift have you prepared?"

"Here." Su Dajiang patted the briefcase and took out a box of things from it.

When Jiang Miao saw this, his face looked a little strange, but he didn't say much. He nodded and took it, and hid the gifts prepared by Su Dajiang.

"Okay, I'll leave first." Su Dajiang confirmed that his gift was delivered, patted his thighs and got up from the sofa and wanted to leave.

Jiang Miao was stunned: "Uncle, why are you leaving? The porridge hasn't come back yet."

"Well... I'm just giving me a gift." Su Dajiang was still a little afraid of seeing his daughter, so he subconsciously wanted to avoid meeting him. "You guys have fun at night, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, Su Dajiang didn't give Jiang Miao a chance to keep him. He quickly put on his shoes and pushed the door out, and hurriedly took the elevator to leave.

"It's okay." Seeing Jiang Miao's a little lost look, Xu Guiying shook her head to comfort her, "It's good, there's no need to force it."

Jiang Miao didn't say anything more and sighed. He happened to receive a call from the cake shop, so he also changed into shoes and said to Xu Guiying: "Grandma, I'll go downstairs to get a cake and come back later."

"Okay, you go." Xu Guiying sent him to the door, "Be careful on the way."

...

Su Huaizhou didn't know what was happening at home at this moment, so she hummed a small song and drew it. After completing a draft, she uploaded it and handed it over to the two assistants to improve the details.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the three people in the office stopped their work and held a brief meeting as usual, pulling out the outline of "Small Brother, Stop Stop!" and some subsequent screen storyboards to discuss.

Comics are not online articles. Although they are not as good as large-scale cooperative works such as animation, movies and TV series, they are also works that can be completed by multiple people. It is rare for comics to be able to produce an excellent comic alone.

Moreover, the better a comic book artist is, as long as he is not a versatile, he needs some assistants to complete the scraps so that the comic book artist can focus more on the direction he is good at.

For example, Su Huaizhou, under the influence of Jiang Miao, is better at the plot of the comics and determines the appropriate storyboards and pictures.
To be continued...