Chapter 200 Lin Xiuhong's hand-knitted scarf

It's quiet at night.

Lin Xiuhong suddenly knocked on the door and entered Li Luo's bedroom.

Li Luo was originally typing on Yan Zhusheng's notebook when he saw his mother walk in with a serious look on her face.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Li Luo stopped what he was doing and looked at Lin Xiuhong in confusion.

"Turn around." Lin Xiuhong sat down on the bed, patted Li Luo, and motioned him to look over. "I want to tell you something from my heart."

"Oh." Seeing her serious and earnest expression, Li Luo didn't make any jokes and just turned to face his mother and listened carefully.

Seeing his attitude, Lin Xiuhong showed a satisfied look on her face, and then said: "You are making a lot of money now, more than your parents, our whole family is happy."

"But we also have to understand that money doesn't come from the wind. It's the result of your hard work."

"Do you still remember your cousin? The Wei Dongrong mentioned earlier, he has a cousin. The cousin's family started out by relying on some short-term dividends."

"It was nothing at first. They made millions a year and lived a good life, but their family just didn't take good care of their children and served them lavishly all day long."

"Later, the child was raised in a wrong way. He spent money lavishly and had no normal view of money. He would not wear clothes unless they cost tens of thousands of yuan, and his sneakers had to be limited editions."

"What happened after that? Later, their business could no longer be run due to changes in the overall environment, and their income was cut off all of a sudden."

"If we could save several million every year, we would have lived a life without worries about food and clothing."

"But their son's consumption concept was already deeply rooted and could not be changed. In just a few years, the entire family was squandered."

"Li Luo, do you understand what I mean?"

"Yeah." After listening to it, Li Luo nodded seriously, "Don't worry, Mom, I don't spend money recklessly. I save all this money."

At this point, Li Luo was moved and tried to test his mother's attitude in advance, so he continued: "I was just thinking, didn't we buy a house in Bihai Lanting? If a subway is built there in the future, will the house still appreciate in value?"

"If I make enough money later, can I buy another house near the subway station?"

"Or buying a store like your breakfast shop, wouldn't that be very profitable in the future?"

"Whether I'm writing novels or songs, I make a living by relying on talent and inspiration, and these things will eventually run out."

"But things like stores can actually bring in stable income, don't you think so, Mom?"

Lin Xiuhong was stunned by Li Luo's reminder.

We were talking fine, how come the conversation turned to about investing in real estate and stores?
But she changed her mind and felt that what her son said made sense.

The money is just sitting there anyway.

If what Li Luo said were true, the royalties this month would be even higher.

If there is a stable investment direction, it can be regarded as a guarantee for the future.

However, Lin Xiuhong still said: "Your current task is to take care of your studies first. As for writing books and songs, mom doesn't know anything either. You can only figure it out on your own. I won't give you any instructions."

"As for how you're going to use the money you earn, whether to buy a house or not, we'll have to wait and see. Your father and I need to think about it again."

"Also, this matter should only be discussed among our family members. Don't tell others about it. You should not show off your wealth. Do you know that?"

"Don't worry, Mom. I won't say anything nonsense." Li Luo nodded and said, "I just mentioned it. You can talk to Dad about it. It's up to you to decide how to do it."

"Okay, let's do this for now." Seeing her son being so sensible, Lin Xiuhong showed a gratified expression, stood up, patted his shoulder and said, "I won't disturb you anymore, remember to go to bed early."

……

On Sunday noon, after taking Ying Chanxi to a breakfast shop for lunch, the two of us put on our backpacks and returned to Bihai Lanting.

After 1502, Li Luo prepared to continue writing in the afternoon, while Ying Chanxi was going to school to attend the competition class.

Yesterday, in order to go shopping with Li Luo in the afternoon, she asked her teacher for leave and did not attend the competition class on Saturday afternoon. She had to make up for yesterday's homework this afternoon.

But before Ying Chanxi left, Li Luo stopped her and asked her, "What color do you like?"

"Hmm?" Ying Chanxi looked at him strangely, "Why are you asking this?"

"You can choose if you are asked to choose." Li Luo added, "White, yellow, red, choose one."

"Oh... then red." Ying Chanxi looked at the scarf he had knitted around Li Luo's neck and couldn't help but say.

"Well, OK, you wait here for a moment." Li Luo said, and went back to the bedroom. After a while, he took out a light red scarf and put it around Ying Chanxi's neck, "Wear it, it's a gift for you."

Ying Chanxi stood there in a daze, looking down at the scarf on her body, feeling touched for a moment: "How did you think of giving me this?"

"Ahem...my mother gave it to me." Li Luo said honestly, "How do you wear it?"

"Very comfortable." Ying Chanxi touched the scarf, pursed her lips and then slightly curled them up. If she had a tail, it would probably have been curled up high by now. "But how did you know I would choose red?"

"It means we are in tune with each other."

"Hmph." Ying Chanxi rolled her eyes at him, then put on her schoolbag, changed her shoes, walked out of the house with brisk steps, and waved goodbye, "Then I'm leaving."

After seeing Ying Chanxi off, Li Luo returned to the bedroom and took a look at the average subscription data in the background which had risen to 13,000. He couldn't help but look a little dazed.

It has to be said that although he had fantasized about such results before writing this book, he became honest after the first order data came out.

His level is just that of writing an ordinary amateur article. The fact that he can write a masterpiece is purely a mature application of the experience and routines of later generations. But Li Luo could never have imagined that his "Annual Rings", which was written by mistake, would have such a huge impact.

It directly changed the future development direction of his book.

You have to know that in this day and age, the number of serialized books that still have tens of thousands of subscriptions on Qidian.com is only about 20 to 30 in total.

At first glance, they are basically all big guys.

Li Luo is now like a husky mixed into a wolf pack. Relying on a charge at the beginning of the month, he has occupied the first place in the monthly ticket list for a long time.

Unfortunately, the results themselves are still not as good as those of the big names in platinum. After maintaining the first place in the best-selling list for three days at the beginning of the month, it slowly fell and finally maintained the seventh place in the overall list.

The fact that this book could be ordered tens of thousands of times was definitely beyond Li Luo's expectations.

His original intention was actually to make some money for himself so that his high school life could be more comfortable.

He originally planned to wait until college to try to make big money.

But I didn't expect that by chance, relying on the song "Annual Rings" and the relationship with Yan Zhusheng, and the connection with Yuan Wanqing, I completed such a gorgeous traffic feast.

I can only say that sometimes, fate is so magical that when good luck comes, it cannot be stopped.

The only thing that makes Li Luo a little regretful is that his book is an entertainment work. Although it is fictional, it still plagiarizes a lot of entertainment works that exist in reality.

In addition, since this is an urban novel with a female protagonist, it might be a bit difficult to sell the copyright.

That's just making money from subscriptions.

However, Li Luo also knows how to be content. With the start-up capital provided by this book and selling songs, he would be able to buy one or two stores before the subway entrance is completed.

A stable life in the future will be completely guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Li Luo also smiled with relief.

Just as he had been typing for about two or three hours, he heard the sound of a door opening.

Xu Youyu is back.

"Li Luo! What are we having for dinner?" Xu Youyu knocked on the bedroom door, then opened it and poked his head in, asking expectantly, "What ingredients do you want to buy? I'll go to the market to buy them."

"Just buy whatever you want to eat." Li Luo closed the typing software, stood up and said, "What do you want to eat today?"

"I want chicken wings and beef brisket."

"Then go buy it early, the brisket takes a long time to cook."

"Why don't you ask Zhu Sheng what she wants to eat? Invite her to come over this afternoon and have dinner together." Xu Youyu said, "But if that's the case, you have to go shopping with me, otherwise I can't carry it all by myself."

"Oh, I see. Let's give her a call on the way." Li Luo said this and suddenly asked, "Senior, white or orange, which one do you like?"

"White, what's the matter?" Xu Youyu was walking towards his bedroom, about to put down his schoolbag, and then asked, "Why are you suddenly asking me to choose a color? Let me guess, are you going to buy me clothes?"

"You're quite smart, but unfortunately, you guessed wrong." Li Luo shook his finger and then took out a white scarf. "Here, this is for you."

"Wow~" Xu Youyu raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Do you know what it means to give a girl a scarf?"

"Good friend meaning."

"Oh, then I have to thank my good friend first." Xu Youyu covered his mouth and chuckled, but did not reach out to take it. Instead, he leaned his head over and said, "Please help me put it on. I have something in my hand."

Xu Youyu was carrying his schoolbag with both hands at this time, which did seem a bit inconvenient.

So Li Luo helped her put on the scarf.

The white scarf looks pretty good when paired with her newly bought warm yellow down jacket.

Especially the white scarf draped over the chest highlights the graceful outline, making it difficult to look away.

"It feels very suitable." Xu Youyu looked down and then smiled, "You are so thoughtful to give me this."

"After all, you gave me a pair of pants yesterday, so it's only right that I give you a gift in return."

"But where did you buy it?" Xu Youyu touched the scarf curiously, "It feels very comfortable to wear, and the quality is very good."

"My mother knitted it herself."

"Eh?" Xu Youyu was stunned, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Is that so? Auntie is really clever... Um... That's it... I have to go to the toilet first."

After putting his schoolbag back in the bedroom, Xu Youyu slipped into the bathroom.

After closing the door, Xu Youyu looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but pat his slightly red face.

"Really... this is a scarf knitted by my own mother, but she didn't explain clearly when she gave it to me." Xu Youyu looked at the white scarf around his neck and couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

Then she felt the warmth of the scarf again, her lips curled up slightly: "It's a really strange feeling."

Hmm... I can write it into the book later.

This is also a rare experience of collecting materials.

(End of this chapter)