Chapter 6 Writing a Novel

After Xiao Yan felt better, he was still worried about his daughter.

If it wasn't for the downfall, the aunt's family was still very good, but now, Xiao Yan is really afraid that her daughter will be wronged, because their family also has a child, about the same size as Jiajia, who is a boy, but the old child is spoiled and spoiled, very bad , Xiao Yan was afraid that Jiajia would be bullied, but his father, mother, grandparents were not around.

"Dad, Mom, my head is fine, let's pick Jiajia home."

"But the doctor said..."

The doctor said that Xiao Yan had to stay in the hospital for a few days to recuperate and observe. After all, he injured his head, not a trivial matter, and it was hot now.

"It's okay, the skin is traumatized, you can go back to cultivate."

Xiao Yan insisted on doing this, and his parents had no choice.

…

The small towns are all 6-7 storeys high. When the aunt’s family bought it for more than 200,000 yuan, it has now risen to more than 300,000 yuan, and even better ones have reached 500,000 yuan.

At that time, Xiao Yan lived in the city, the two families were very close, and the aunt's family had no sense of superiority.

But it's different now. Li Tian's family lives in the countryside and owes a lot of debt. It's almost like a plague. Whoever sees them hides.

"Jiajia, look who's here?"

Jiajia was sitting and playing with dolls in the aunt's living room. The moment she saw Xiao Yan, her big black pearl eyes suddenly lit up. "Dad, Daddy~"

"Dad, what's wrong with your head?"

"It's nothing, just bitten by a mosquito."

"Dad, you lied, how could a mosquito bite such a big bag?"

"It's a big mosquito..."

Jiajia cooperated with Xiao Yan's lie and said, "Is it a mosquito the size of a frying pan?"

"Well, yes, it's such a big mosquito."

"Does my father hurt? Jiajia blows my father's breath~"

"Thank you Jiajia, Dad doesn't hurt."

Xiao Yan was very moved, even though he was very tired and his head was hurting and dizzy, but seeing that Jiajia was not wronged or bullied, he felt relieved a lot, it seemed that he was overly worried. Although the human feelings are indifferent, Jiajia is the aunt's niece after all, and it is naturally impossible to abuse her.

Although the aunt's son is domineering and a bear child, there is no conflict between him and Jiajia in a short period of time. A boy will not bully a girl for no reason.

"Auntie, please take care of Jiajia."

The aunt is a woman who is somewhat fat, not as tall as Xiao Yan, and her voice is a little loud: "It's okay, just take care of it... By the way, Xiao Yan, what's wrong with your head?"

Xiao Yan was a little hard to say.

"When I was working, I accidentally touched it."

"Why are you so careless?"

The aunt complained: "Xiao Yan, we have also heard about your divorce from Nalan Yanran, and it's really a pity. Nalan Yanran is such a beautiful woman..."

The aunt glanced at Xiao Yan and saw that his eyes were dim. Indeed, he was so miserable now that he did not continue talking.

"Xiao Yan, the relationship between our two families is so close, we should have helped a little bit, but our eldest daughter is going to go to college, and she has more money to spend. Your eldest uncle is pretending to be a coquettish, and just recently bought a car, It’s still a loan, so…”

Xiao Yan immediately said: "Auntie, you don't need to say any more, I understand that every family has scriptures that are difficult to read, and they all lack money, so I can understand."

"Xiao Yan, alas..."

The aunt may also feel a little uneasy in her conscience. If it is an ordinary relative, it is fine, but with such a close relationship, it is inevitable that the aunt will feel a little uneasy.

"Xiao Yan, you said how enviable your life was at the beginning, living in the city, owning a house and a car, and having such a lovely daughter as Jiajia, why did you just run away to start a business if you were not satisfied... As a result... "

Seeing that Xiao Yan's face was not very good-looking,

The aunt did not say any more.

"Although we can't help your family financially, if you are busy with work and your parents don't have time to take care of them, you can take Jiajia over at any time, for a few days and a half months."

"Thank you auntie."

Xiao Yan didn't stay any longer, and left with Jiajia.

…

Xiao Yan's parents didn't come up either, maybe sometimes they don't even want to see him.

To be rich and powerful is to like to go out and wave. Because of happiness, the world of flowers and flowers outside is so happy. When I have no money, I will hide and hide, for fear of meeting acquaintances, and I will ask you about your current situation with concern.

It feels like taking your already tattered clothes and scrutinizing them, making people feel ashamed and ashamed.

…

After Xiao Yan's business failed, there were too many people who were sorry, including his current parents of course.

Let their two elders be so old, and still can't lift their heads in front of relatives and friends. They are old and their faces are dull.

When Xiao Yan brought Jiajia down, he saw that the eldest uncle came back with the new car that the aunt had just mentioned. A car of more than 100,000 yuan was not a good car.

Xiao Yan's car used to cost more than 400,000 yuan. People who are incapable of doing business should never invest huge amounts of money to do business. If they fail, it will be really unbearable.

"Xiao Yan, Jiajia, hurry up and get in the car, your parents are already in the car, I'll take you back."

"But my electric car..."

The eldest uncle is a man who is also blessed with a big belly, but his smile is very kind and kind. To be honest, although the eldest uncle is not a direct relative, he has a better heart than the aunt.

"Your head looks like this, what kind of electric bike are you still riding? Put the electric bike in my garage first, don't worry, I will fully charge it for you, and you can ride it back when you are healed."

The eldest uncle said so, and Xiao Yan didn't know what to say.

…

After the car arrived home, Jiajia looked very happy, because the feeling of riding a four-wheeled vehicle was naturally better than riding a two-wheeled vehicle, and on such a hot day, the air conditioner in the car was also very comfortable.

Xiao Yan took these things into consideration. He was actually a person with a delicate mind, and he made up his mind to drive back to the original car in the future, so that Jiajia would not be cold in winter and not hot in summer.

"This is 2,000 yuan, which is the private money I have secretly hidden this year. It's a bit small, but don't mind."

The eldest uncle stuffed an envelope secretly.

Li Tian's parents quickly pushed them back. "This, we can't accept it. You just bought the car, and you have to pay off the loan every month. The eldest daughter has to go to college, and she has to spend money."

"It's okay, this is my private house money. I'll come back after smoking less cigarettes every day. I know you are worried about my daughter-in-law and said, alas, they are all used to being poor and care too much about money."

In the end, the eldest uncle still didn't receive the money, gave the money, and drove away.

Two thousand, no more, no less, if it was private money, I would have saved it for a long time.

This feeling, Xiao Yan secretly wrote down.

…

Because Xiao Yan was injured, he naturally couldn't do heavy work at home. Mom turned on the air conditioner and let Xiao Yan rest in the room. Jiajia knew that her father was injured and didn't come to disturb him.

Xiao Yan secretly turned off the air conditioner and turned on the fan.

Even if the body is very uncomfortable, what happened today made him even more uncomfortable, how could he sleep.

money!

It's all about the money! !

At this moment, Xiao Yan turned on his phone, the mysterious [Marvel Chat Group] still couldn't be added, but the novel "Breaking the Sky" was still there.

The arrogance of the literati not stealing or stealing, today, made Xiao Yan completely collapsed. He knew that he was injured this time, and it was estimated that it would take half a month to recover.

How could he endure being unable to work or earn money for half a month?

So, when he came to the computer at this moment, he had a bold idea...