On the second day, Jiang Rong mailed the first work to the editor of a magazine. With joy and expectation, on the way back to the hotel, a quiet smile appeared on her pale face for the first time.

During the days of waiting for the results, her heart was very calm, as calm as a pool of stagnant water. She kept reading a book all day, and occasionally went downstairs for a few minutes. She didn't like to contact anyone in this town, and always felt that they stared at themselves with bad intentions.

The entire town, including the hotel, only had a cellular phone. This was what she saw when she was bored and slipped out at noon and took a closer look. Looking at the phone, she almost had to call her adoptive father for a few seconds. But just as she walked a few steps forward, another man who was also going to call took the lead and grabbed the phone.

While making a phone call, the man rolled his eyes and stared at Jiang Rong straight.

The other party's straightforward eyes forced her to lower her head quickly and wait for a few minutes anxiously. Finally, she chose to escape. It was about a few meters away from the hotel, passing through the dark green mailbox. Her comics were stuffed into the mailbox and mailed to the magazine.

There seemed to be two rotational postmen in the town, wearing uniforms similar to those of the mailbox. They looked very energetic, playing bicycle bells loudly all the way.

People in the town like to hear the sound of the postman's car bells. When they heard it, they hurriedly stood at the intersection and waited. When they saw the postman coming, they hurriedly asked, "Is there any letter from my family?"

If there is a letter, the postman will reply openly: "Some." Get off the car and take out the letter from the mailbag. When asking the other party's name, he checks the letter one by one and handes it to the letter owner. When he sees the people who received the letter, smiling and keeps saying thank you, the postman smiles with a sense of accomplishment and walks away with a leisurely manner.

The time when postmen arrives, they usually fly at 10 o'clock on Monday morning. They don't come every day, but usually every three or five days. Every time they come, they will follow a group of runny children.

The children are all from the town.

Boys like to lie on the ground to play glass beads, while their parents grew up playing casserole beans.

Girls like to play shuttlecocks, which are made of colorful feathers on their necks. They will kick out a lot of tricks, and their hair is tied with rubber bands, ponytail styles. As they kick, the ponytail style ends also jump.

Jiang Rong observed for a long time and found a strange phenomenon. When these children were playing, there was always a girl who was a little smaller than herself standing not far away. She stood alone, staring at the girls playing and joking intently, looking very envious, but she didn't dare to approach.

Over time, she developed compassion for the girl. I don’t know whether it was a mutual appreciation or a sympathy for her. One day, she tentatively wanted to get close to the girl.

Unexpectedly, the girl ran away when she saw her intention.

The editor of the magazine finally wrote to her and left her contact information in the letter. She also encouraged her to continue looking for inspiration, deepen the aura of the comics, and also collected the royalties for her first work.

After being depressed, bald, Monet, and inferior, she reaped the first pot of gold from hard work. Jiang Rong suddenly felt that life was really meaningful, and happiness was so simple. She ran to the phone excitedly, picked up the phone excitedly, trembling her long eyelashes, and dialed the phone from her adoptive father's house very excitedly...

In her ploppy heartbeat, she was looking forward to the familiar coughing sounds or the sound of calling Rongrong from the other end of the phone. However, the phone rang for a long time, and there was only the busy voice of "beep...beep...". No one answered the phone at all.

There is no one in the adoptive father's family? Jiang Rong secretly scolded her for being funny. Why did she lose the Nokia stick machine? Now, she is in this remote town, but she cannot contact her adoptive father.

She reluctantly put down the microphone, looked at others, couldn't wait to pick up the microphone, dial the number one by one. She felt very uncomfortable. When she walked out, she turned her head and looked at the microphone holding someone else's hand.

The adoptive father Chen Zhiqing finally left his home quietly and went to Tongchuan County.

Along the way, he didn't know how many things he wanted to say to Zhong Kui. He also brought the Zhong Kui sword and wanted to return it to him. Besides, the sword was still suitable for him, and it was a waste to stay by his side. When he came to the once familiar ghost hunting store, he was stunned.

The shops in the past have disappeared and have become tall buildings that have risen from the ground. After several inquiries, no one knows where Zhong Kui is. In the end, he has to search for the memories that remain in his mind and find Luo Xiaoming's home.

Luo Xiaoming was busy at home. When he went to the fields, he called him his mother.

My mother told him that a rare guest was named Chen Zhiqing.

"Hi!" This is amazing. Uncle Chen came. Xiao Ming was so happy that he didn't care about his mother, so he hurriedly ran home.

Xiao Ming is already married and has a child. This is something Chen Zhiqing did not expect. After learning about Vanilla and Wengen from Ran Qin, he was so sad that he was unwilling to come here again. What he was afraid of was the heartbreak caused by the scene.

Xiao Ming is mature, with furry beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, high legs, very neatly. He looked at him with a smile and shouted: "Uncle Chen"

"Haha, you boy, look, am I old?"

"Uncle Chen, why do you think of seeing us?"

"I miss you!" Chen Zhiqing said, looking around. "By the way, your master is making a fortune now? Why don't you come out to greet me?"

When talking about Master, Xiao Ming's face suddenly darkened. "Master... Master is fine..."

"Where?" Zhiqing observed his face and found that his face changed, and his heart skipped a beat. He looked at him seriously and continued to ask carefully: "What is your master doing, an old guy? Have you been drinking again?"

Xiao Ming raised his head firmly and said seriously: "Uncle Chen, I'll take you to see Master."

It seemed that Zhong Kui was playing hide-and-seek. Zhiqing was happy and hurriedly said, "Oh, okay, let's go now!"

Xiao Ming is in front and Zhiqing is in back. The two walked towards the back mountain behind the house one by one, and the latter wondered, "Xiao Ming, your master lives on the mountain?"

"Um."

"This old guy, why are you doing well in the mountain?" Zhiqing continued to wonder.

Xiao Ming did not say anything, and took heavy steps and continued to lead Zhiqing to climb the rugged mountain road.
Chapter completed!