It was not until after ten o'clock that Xue's father and mother Xue came back with Xiao Ranran.

The little guy was wrapped in a small blanket and slept very sweetly.

Cheng Tianyuan hurried forward and carried his son over.

"Dad, mom, why are you so late? By the way, are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen to prepare some food for you."

"No, no, no," Xue's mother smiled and said, "We will eat hot pot tonight, and we will eat and chat. We will not stop the chopsticks until after eight o'clock, and our stomachs are still full!"

Dad Xue smiled proudly, "Xiao Ranran is so well-behaved! Everyone likes him, and no one can cry. Not only does he not cry, but he laughs whenever he applauds, but he makes a group of old relatives miserable and they all rush to hug him."

Mother Xue opened her leather bag and grabbed a handful of red envelopes.

"This is the New Year's money given to Xiao Ranran by your father's friends and several relatives from his hometown."

Cheng Tianyuan quickly shook his head and said, "This is not good..."

"Nothing bad." Xue's mother stuffed the red envelope into his coat pocket and explained: "Our side, the first time the children met with their elders, they always had a meeting gift. Today, they were in a hurry, and they didn't prepare gifts, so they just gave red envelopes instead. This is a blessing gift for children to grow up quickly, and they must be accepted."

Dad Xue smiled and explained: "Old relatives, we usually give red envelopes to others if they have children passing by. We just exchange courtesy, so don't be too polite."

After hearing this, Cheng Tianyuan had to help his son accept it.

"Then keep it for him to buy milk powder."

Xue’s father and mother both laughed.

Cheng Tianyuan said: "I cooked two pots of hot water in the kitchen. Mom and Dad, please pour it to wash your feet and rest. I must be tired after going out for most of the day."

"Not tired." Xue's mother said happily: "We have such a well-behaved grandson, so we can be proud of taking it out. We just care about coaxing him to laugh with him, just talking and laughing, and we are not tired at all."

Dad Xue explained: "Before we set off, we fed him milk, and he fell asleep after drinking. He drove over along the way but he didn't wake up."

"He is really exhausted!" Xue's mother smiled and said, "He was always very excited when he was in the car when he went out with us. When he went to his relative's house, he looked left and right and never closed his eyes. He didn't sleep from three or four in the afternoon to nine in the past, so he must be exhausted. Let him sleep well."

Cheng Tianyuan said considerately: "Or why don't he sleep with us tonight. Dad, mom, you rest well."

"No." Xue's mother couldn't bear to leave Xiao Ranran at all and said, "You are leaving after the Lantern Festival. Xiao Ranran will be with us for at most ten or half a month. There are only a few days in the year, so are you still reluctant to leave?"

Cheng Tianyuan smiled and handed his son to Xue's mother.

"Of course not. I am worried that my parents will be tired from going out, so I will have to take care of this little troublesome spirit tonight."

Dad Xue laughed and said, "He keeps sleeping at night, so he's doing well."

Cheng Tianyuan poured hot water for the old man to drink until they settled back to the room, and he turned off the light in the living room and returned to the room.

Xue Ling was exhausted this evening and slept soundly in her arms.

Cheng Tianyuan chuckled with pamperingly, took the book in her hand away, carefully hugged her in front of her, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

...

In the next few days, Xue’s father and mother took care of Xiao Ranran at home and rarely went out.

Xue Ling took Cheng Tianyuan to play everywhere, and played around with all the famous attractions in the imperial capital until she received a call from Xiao Jiaxue.

"Tomorrow is the eighth day of the lunar month. I'll get your business done. I'll meet in the cafe tomorrow morning. The old place is old time!"

Xue Ling almost threw this matter behind his mind, quickly calmed down and met Xiao Jiaxue.

Xiao Jiaxue said that she went to the publishing house to start working on the fifth day of the lunar month, and before the Lantern Festival, her colleagues took turns on duty. She went there every three days until the 16th day of the lunar calendar officially resumed work.

"Yes! This is the application for the publication of the second book, so you can take the opportunity to fill it in."

Xue Ling asked in surprise: "Can you still publish it? This book is hundreds of thousands of words!"

Xiao Jiaxue lowered her voice: "The editor said that there are not many translations on the market at present, and they are all selling well. For example, the one you sold well last year, and the second version has been printed. He may think that you can sell the first one successfully, and the second one will definitely be fine. Why not take advantage of this momentum to send it to publish, and maybe you can sell it more."

Xue Ling was very happy because he had filled in once before, and this time he could make perfect use of practice, so he quickly filled in.

Xiao Jiaxue, who was standing beside him, took out a large army backpack and patted it hard.

"Last year, the publisher has published several new dictionaries and will give you a set of them as a souvenir. In addition, this is a well-selling foreign novel by the publisher. I have collected a few of them for you. The most important set of "Xiaolin Complete Works" is your future work, so be careful to take care of it!"

Xue Ling couldn't help asking: "What is the name of the serial column? 'Xiaolin Complete Works'?"

"No." Xiao Jiaxue replied: "It's called 'Monday Smile' at present. It's not nice and nothing is outstanding. Anyway, it's just a small piece, so there's no need to take too much energy to take care of it. As long as you translate it and send it regularly, it's done."

Xue Ling thought for a while and said, "It's better to call it 'easy smile', which is called ugh in English!, which is more eye-catching."

"Since it's the column you are responsible for, then you can name it!" Xiao Jiaxue whispered in a low voice: "It's more than a hundred times stronger than the previous one. I can still make the decision on this, so it's called "A relaxed smile."

She took out a few handwritten simple contracts from her bag and explained: "This is the contract for the purpose of the serial publication. I have calculated it now and it will take at least three years to serialize. I will write the time and column first, and you can sign it at the end. In fact, it is mainly to sign you and don't give up halfway, and there are no other rigid requirements."

Xue Ling was very cautious. After taking one by one, he found that it was really just a time constraint and nothing else was. He signed it very happily.

"I have worked in a newspaper before and understand the importance of timeliness. Don't worry, it won't make you embarrassed."

"Of course I'm relieved." Xiao Jiaxue said: "It's only a short period of a week, and it's rare to ruin you? You can just work for one night, which is enough for a month or two."

Xue Ling pretended to be flattered and whispered: "Do you think it's simple? Please! Money is not that easy to make!"

Xiao Jiaxue glared and smiled and scolded: "After this book is published, you can get a few thousand more. Last year, you get more than 10,000 yuan in the translation of this book! You rich woman, don't tell me that you have no money! You still can't escape today's steak set meal!"

Xue Ling laughed and whispered: "Okay, okay, don't yell. Please have a full meal, two or three servings."

"This is almost the same." Xiao Jiaxue smiled and narrowed her eyes.

After filling out the application form and getting the contract done, Xue Ling read the big bag of books again and couldn't help but exclaim: "You mentioned it? It costs at least a few dozen kilograms! It's amazing! It's so powerful!"

Xiao Jiaxue shrugged and said, "Can you have poor hands when dealing with a lot of books all day long?"

She was used to it, but Xue Ling was not.

After dinner with Xiao Jiaxue, she walked to the bus station with the bag of books, almost feeling tired and broken.

After getting off the car, she simply put her bag on her back, but she had never done a rough job after all. The book weighing dozens of pounds was really not light, and it made her shoulders hurt.

After returning home, she threw her bag on the ground and fell on the sofa without moving.

"I'm so tired..."

Cheng Tianyuan was talking on the phone. Seeing that her palms were red, he hurriedly hung up the phone and came over.

"How did you make it so hard?"

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