Chapter 321 mua~
Ying Chanxi didn't know how long he had been holding her.

It was not until the sound of the door opening was heard outside and Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong came back from buying groceries that Ying Chanxi hurriedly let go of Li Luo. Her face flushed with shame, her ears were burning, and she lowered her head, not daring to look up at him.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Li Luo coughed twice, made way for the bedroom door, walked towards the bathroom, and adjusted the waist of his pants.

Ying Chanxi also nodded and whispered, "I'll go help Aunt Lin cook."

After saying that, she hurriedly opened the bedroom door and ran out.

But on the way to the kitchen, she temporarily went into the bathroom in the corridor and washed her face with cold water. After looking in the mirror to make sure that the blush on her face was not very visible, she pursed her lips and suppressed the excitement at the corners of her mouth.

But in this way, when Ying Chanxi arrived at the kitchen door, Yan Zhusheng had already obediently followed Lin Xiuhong into the kitchen and put on an apron.

After studying in a seven-person study group during the summer vacation, Yan Zhusheng took the time to follow Lin Xiuhong who came to cook every day and learned a lot of kitchen knowledge.

Therefore, now that we are able to start fighting, we have reached a level where we can be of some use.

Although he is not as adept as Ying Chanxi, he is no longer a kitchen novice like Xu Youyu.

When Ying Chanxi saw this scene, he immediately pursed his lips.

Yan Zhusheng noticed Ying Chanxi and said, "Xixi, go and have a rest. There are washed fruits on the table. We picked them at the farm this morning. They are very fresh."

"It's okay." Seeing this, Ying Chanxi smiled slightly, then turned around and went back to the bedroom.

After a while, Yan Zhusheng felt that there was one more person in the kitchen.

When I turned around, I found that Ying Chanxi was wearing a newly bought apron and had joined the kitchen team.

"Aunt Lin, just cook the dishes. Leave the preparation to me and Zhusheng." Ying Chanxi inserted himself between Lin Xiuhong and Yan Zhusheng, smoothly taking over the kitchen knife and chopping board, and then asked, "Aunt Lin, what are you going to cook tonight?"

"These are all your favorites, cola chicken wings, fried eggs with tomatoes..."

"Yeah, I know." As soon as Ying Chanxi heard the name of the dish, he knew how to prepare it. He started to cut the vegetables skillfully, and asked Yan Zhusheng to wash, marinate and serve them on a plate.

With two cute and capable girls helping her, Lin Xiuhong found cooking so enjoyable.

to be frank.

If cooking could be reduced to just frying the vegetables, and all other steps could be omitted, I believe there would be a lot more people who would fall in love with cooking.

When cooking a meal, more than 90% of the time is spent on preparing and processing the ingredients, as well as washing dishes and cleaning after the meal.

Simply cooking and eating doesn’t take up too much time.

Now she has two young girls helping her, taking care of all these tedious steps, and Lin Xiuhong even has a lot of free time.

I would stand in front of the pot to see how they were cooking, occasionally giving them some instructions, and when the dishes were ready, I would put them in the pot.

After using the toilet, Li Luo walked out of the bedroom and saw the scene in the kitchen. He immediately raised his eyebrows, then smiled and helped his mother bring out the cooked dishes and put them on the dining table.

At this time, Li Guohong was sitting on the sofa in the living room with his legs crossed, watching TV happily.

Seeing that he couldn't help but take out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, Li Luo walked up to him and said, "Dad, if you don't want to be scolded by Mom, you'd better go to the balcony or the corridor outside to smoke."

"I didn't want to smoke in the first place." Li Guohong rolled his eyes at him, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Just smell it."

This is where Li Luo and his other children study. Lin Xiuhong had long since forbidden him to smoke in the living room, so Li Guohong naturally didn't dare to smoke here.

It's just that I'm craving for cigarettes, so I still have to smell the tobacco to satisfy my craving.

"I'm in the office, and your mother won't let me smoke." Li Guohong sighed, "I have to go outside in the hot sun to smoke a cigarette, it's really painful."

"Dad, if you have a chance, try to quit smoking." Li Luo glanced at him and then said, "Our family will not be short of money in the future. You can find some hobbies to cultivate, and you don't have to rely on cigarettes and alcohol to relieve your worries."

Although Li Guohong did not suffer from any serious illness in his previous life, it was Lin Xiuhong who was seriously ill.

But smoking is still very harmful to the body.

Moreover, the root cause of Lin Xiuhong's serious illness might be the secondhand smoke she was exposed to every day, which had a subtle influence on her over time.

However, quitting smoking is just talk. The key still depends on the person himself. Li Luo doesn't expect that just a few words can make his father quit smoking.

Fortunately, our family is well off now, and my parents no longer have to work from dawn to dusk. When my mother asks my father to smoke in a deserted place, my father is willing to listen.

If it were the family conditions and environment in his previous life, if Li Guohong was in a bad mood, he might just sit in the living room and smoke.

If Lin Xiuhong gets unhappy and says a few more words, the two of them will start quarreling over such a small matter.

So, money is not everything.

But sometimes, it is such subtle differences that lead to huge changes in a family bit by bit.

Seeing this, Li Luo smiled knowingly. After chatting with his father for a few more words, he took a plate of fruit and came to Xu Youyu's room and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"I."

"Just come in."

"coming."

When Li Luo opened the door, he saw Xu Youyu sitting in front of the computer desk, typing away at the keyboard with great concentration. It seemed that he was in a pretty good typing state today.

He put the fruit on the table and then said, "My parents are here today, let's have dinner together tonight."

"Oh." Xu Youyu nodded, then opened his mouth and said, "Feed me some."

"Which one?"

"banana."

Li Luo peeled the banana and stuffed it into Xu Youyu's mouth, which she bit.

"Why are you so diligent today?"

"Oh, when am I not diligent?" Xu Youyu bit the banana in Li Luo's hand with dissatisfaction, "Don't look down on me."

"We published our books at about the same time." Li Luo laughed, "Now I have 240 million words, how about you?"

"Humph." Upon hearing Li Luo mention the word count, Xu Youyu's arrogance was immediately extinguished and he muttered softly, "It's only about 800,000 more than me."

"I currently have 30 words in my inventory." Li Luo added accurately, "So the actual gap should be more than one million words."

"Fuck! Shut up!" Xu Youyu jumped up from his chair and hit him angrily, "I'm usually very busy, I don't know how you wrote so much."

The two people were fighting in the room.

"Speaking of which." Xu Youyu sat back in his chair, panting, and asked Li Luo, "You have already written more than two million words for this book. At this rate, in another three or four months, won't it be more than three million words?"

"I am now close to 1.6 million words. I feel that if I can write another 1 million words, I will be able to finish it. I will try to finish it before the college entrance examination."

"How long do you plan to write this book?"

"Me?" Li Luo leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. "I don't know. I'll just keep writing as long as I can."

For Xu Youyu, writing online articles is not only fun and profitable, but also a pursuit of a little bit of literary style.

Pursue something in terms of content and value.

But for Li Luo, he doesn't pursue this thing.

He writes novels purely to make money, and also writes some interesting plots for fun. It is enough for him to be happy writing and readers to read them.

To be honest, he had already learned most of the show-off and face-slapping stuff in his previous life.

Now that I have the Memory Palace in this life, I can use it to perfection.

However, when he had enough deconstructive perspectives on the highlights in his mind, writing this kind of plot could no longer bring him that kind of satisfaction.

On the contrary, after writing a pretentious plot, guessing and predicting the readers' reaction to this plot has become a kind of pleasure.

And the longer and more an author writes, the more he or she will develop a certain intuition.

Once a plot is written, you can basically accurately predict the readers' reaction.

You can even design special plots to arouse the readers' emotions.

But apart from these, for Li Luo now, the greatest pleasure of writing the book "I'm Really Not a Star" is obviously the emotional entanglement and ambiguity between the male protagonist and the three female protagonists.

Whenever he writes about relevant content, he always bursts out with more passion than when he writes pretentious plots.

Coupled with the endless supply of materials around him in reality, it made his writing more and more handy.

All I can say is that creation is not like a tree without roots. It still requires accumulation in order to produce continuously.

"Can you keep writing? There will always be an ending." Xu Youyu looked puzzled.

"Aren't you following along?" Li Luo laughed. "Even though it's already over two million words, the number of works produced by the protagonist is actually not that many."

"In terms of music, Mo Qinghan has two albums, and the second one is still in progress. The protagonist's personal album is also being prepared."

"As for TV dramas, Jiang Mingyue started the first one, and then two of Shen Dongdong's, one as a supporting actress and one as the leading actress."

"After that, Jiang Mingyue entered the film industry and just made her first film."

"I participated in two variety shows, and there will be plots for the protagonist to create his own variety show in the future."

Li Luo spread his hands when he said this: "This is the advantage of the fictional background of entertainment. It is not bound by the real timeline, and all kinds of works can be used directly." "Music, TV series, movies, variety shows, four legs to walk, the progress of advancing the plot is actually very slow."

"You see it has 240 million words, but in fact, on average, each part is only 60 words long."

"Plus the daily interactions between the three heroines, the main plot is still at least one-third less."

"If I really want to write, even five or six million words may not be enough."

After hearing this, Xu Youyu fell silent, and then the corner of his mouth twitched: "You are too good at writing."

If it were Xu Youyu himself, he would definitely not be able to accept that his novel was so long.

Everything must be based on the complete framework of the novel's plot.

Before starting a book, Xu Youyu would think about the beginning and the ending of the story, making sure it has a beginning and an end, and then he would start to build the entire main framework.

Only after you have decided what to write will you actually start working.

She definitely couldn't do something like Li Luo did, without considering where to end the story.

"So what do you think the next book I should write after I finish this one?" Xu Youyu sat cross-legged on a chair, frowning and saying, "I think this one is enough for Wenyu. I'm afraid I'll vomit if I write another one."

"You should ask yourself," Li Luo said, "Is there anything you want to write about?"

"How about apocalyptic themes?" Xu Youyu chuckled, "I quite like watching this type of film, but apocalyptic themes have become a bit cliched lately, and they're not very interesting to watch."

"Do you have any new ideas?" Li Luo asked with raised eyebrows, thinking of the second book written by Xu Youyu in his previous life.

"I don't really want to write about the kind of sudden change where the whole society completely collapses because of the apocalypse." Xu Youyu frowned and said, "I would rather write about the kind of changes that the apocalypse quietly brings, which gradually begin to affect reality and then affect and even challenge the existing order and rules."

"This kind of change doesn't need to be as drastic as in a typical apocalyptic story."

"It is a gradual process of adaptation until a new pattern and order is finally formed."

When Li Luo heard this, he immediately said in a persuasive way: "Why does it have to be a post-apocalyptic story? Zombies, viruses, these elements are actually culturally spread from the United States."

"I think if you want to achieve the effect you mentioned, a zombie apocalypse is totally unnecessary."

"We have a 5,000-year-old culture, don't we have a lot of gods, ghosts, monsters and demons to write about?"

"That's true." Xu Youyu thought for a while, "But what does this kind of apocalyptic change, that is, the zombie virus, correspond to when it comes to us?"

"It's just spiritual energy." Li Luo said casually, "The zombie virus can change the human body, and spiritual energy can also change the human body."

"But one is good and the other is bad." Xu Youyu laughed, "How can you compare them like that?"

"But if you want to write about the gradual changes in which order is challenged and modified, isn't aura a very good choice?" Li Luo said with a smile, "Besides, ordinary people who suddenly master aura magic and have normal sanity may not necessarily be more kind than zombies."

"It seems cruel that zombies eat people."

"Eating people is even more cruel."

Hearing this, Xu Youyu seemed to have suddenly opened up some kind of barrier, his eyes lit up: "So what you mean is that the spiritual energy will suddenly appear like a zombie virus, and then everyone will start from the same starting point and use the spiritual energy to practice?"

"Your idea is great." Li Luo said with a smile, "Besides, there are so many myths and legends in ancient times. You can set it up so that the ancient times were full of spiritual energy, but in the recent ancient times, the spiritual energy disappeared and many miracles disappeared."

"Until one day, people living in modern cities suddenly discovered that the world seemed to have become a little different."

"The wildness of the wild beasts in the mountains has been aroused, and even the domesticated animals in the zoo have become agitated under the nourishment and stimulation of the spiritual energy."

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had once disappeared suddenly began to gradually revive and reappeared in the sunlight."

"Okay!" Xu Youyu's eyes sparkled. He jumped up from his chair and slapped Li Luo on the shoulder. "That's it! You hit the nail on the head!"

In fact, similar settings have appeared in some novels with similar content.

However, the "Spiritual Revival" will not be truly known to readers as a genre until the end of next year, when a certain red-haired monster publishes a novel called "Sacred Ruins", which completely labels this setting as "Spiritual Revival" and makes it a specific theme of online literature.

What’s interesting is that in his previous life, Xu Youyu published his second book, “Gu Dao Chang Qing”, just over a month later than “The Holy Ruins”.

She was able to catch the first wave of the "resurrection of spiritual energy", which also laid a solid foundation for her to become a great god later on.

Seeing Xu Youyu's look of sudden enlightenment, Li Luo couldn't help laughing. He never thought that there would be such a day for him to become Xu Youyu's online literature predecessor in a sense.

However, just when Li Luo was feeling a little emotional, he was suddenly hugged by Xu Youyu, who excitedly kissed him on the face.

"mua~"

“Oh no…”

Li Luo was hugged by her hands, her chest was squeezed, her lips were kissed, and a series of moves were performed smoothly. Suddenly he was stunned for a moment and was a little unable to react.

Xu Youyu had already let go of him and stepped back, with his hands behind his back and a slightly red face, he smiled and said, "Sorry, I was a little too excited. Hehe, just take it as a thank you."

At this time.

Ying Chanxi's voice happened to sound outside the door.

"Senior, Li Luo, it's time for dinner."

"Come, come~" Xu Youyu immediately opened the door, walked out happily with light steps. When passing by Ying Chanxi, he did not forget to pinch her face.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that Li Luo had not come out yet, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but look inside the house in confusion and found Li Luo leaning against the wall, as if he had just come to his senses.

"Oh, nothing." Li Luo shook his head. "I brought her a plate of fruit and we chatted for a while."

"Then go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

"Well, here we come."

A few minutes later.

A family of six sat around the dining table, facing a table full of dishes. After Li Guohong started eating first, everyone else stretched out their chopsticks to taste the delicious food.

At the dinner table, Lin Xiuhong looked at the three cute and well-behaved girls in front of her with a smile, and would pick up dishes for them from time to time.

During the half-month summer study, Lin Xiuhong came to cook for them every day and basically knew all the dishes that they liked to eat.

When picking up food, they are very purposeful and always pick up their favorite dishes.

Ying Chanxi and the others thanked Aunt Lin one after another. Lin Xiuhong felt even more relaxed and smiled even more brightly after hearing that.

Just when everyone was enjoying their meal, Li Guohong received a phone call.

After a few simple words, Li Guohong raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, no problem. I'm free. See you the day after tomorrow? Okay, that's it."

After hanging up the phone, Li Guohong had a strange look on his face. He then made another call, chatted with the person on the other end for a while, and then hung up again.

He glanced at Li Luo, then said, "It seems that the landlord of that hot pot restaurant wants to sell it again."

"Really?" Li Luo asked in surprise, "Didn't he say before that he wouldn't sell it?"

"Before he said he wouldn't sell it, I think it was because he had some news about the subway, but..." Li Guohong continued, "I asked the agent again, that Li Angang, and he said that the latest subway plan seems to only have planned a new subway line 7, not our Yinjiang District."

"Oh..." Li Luo nodded in understanding.

As a native of Yinjiang District, Li Luo didn't know much about the subway conditions of other lines in Yuhang City, so he didn't know when those subway lines would be approved.

However, Li Luo was deeply impressed by the subway in Yinjiang District.

Because later when Li Luo talked to his parents about the 600,000 or 700,000 yuan that his family was stuck with, he mentioned that when he heard that the subway would be extended, he regretted not buying the house from his third uncle's family.

But by that time, my third uncle had already sold the house to someone else.

Li Luo remembers very clearly that the subway extension plan in Yinjiang District will not be officially approved until September this year.

Thinking of this, Li Luo's expression became strange: "Does the landlord really want to sell it?"

"It's probably true this time." Li Guohong nodded, then smacked his lips, "Do you think we should buy more? I think a few stores are enough now."

"Especially, I heard from Li Angang that the owner of his hot pot restaurant seems to have decided to give up the lease."

“It’s just that the things in the store are still being processed, so the hot pot restaurant sign is still there.”

"Such a big shop is not rented out, so the rent will be reduced by a lot per month."

"Let's buy it." Li Luo said with a smile, "Otherwise, my royalties will just sit there, so why not make a safe investment?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll go talk to you the day after tomorrow." Li Guohong nodded naturally after hearing what Li Luo said.

Little did he know that he himself hadn't noticed it.

Now, on such family issues and similar major decisions, the final choice has completely fallen on Li Luo.

Lin Xiuhong standing next to them didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all. Since their son said so, they just did as he said.

After briefly finalizing the rules of the matter, Lin Xiuhong started talking about going to Changning City next month.

Xu Youyu, who was originally eating quietly, was still thinking about the topic of spiritual energy revival that Li Luo had just pointed out in the bedroom, and his mind was full of various inspirations.

It was not until Lin Xiuhong suddenly mentioned that she was going to travel to Changning City next month that Xu Youyu realized something belatedly and could not help asking, "Auntie, when are you going to Changning next month?"

"August 8th, let's go there and play for two days."

Hearing this, Xu Youyu's eyes widened and he almost spit out his rice.

(End of this chapter)