Chapter 289

Shu Zhengqing walked around.

Bai sang knew that he had other things to do and went home with his book mother.

The shop has just opened. There is no business at all. The book father closes it directly.

They all went home and waited for Shu Zhengqing to come back.

Every face is smiling.

Bai sang sat on the chair, his face very happy.

She had thought of what to write in her next story book.

Just write an inspirational story about how a poor man works hard to get fame and marry a green plum.

The outline appeared in my mind, with my husband as a reference, and soon thought of how to write it.

The more you think, the more excited you are.

"Mother, I'll go to the study first." Bai sang doesn't know when his husband will come back, so he still finds something to do.

I have inspiration now. I should write it earlier.

"OK, you go." The book mother has drunk three glasses of water.

I was nervous and didn't know what to do. I thought about it and found something to do.

The book father's face was a little calm, but if he looked carefully, he could find that his eyes were in a lax state.

The calligrapher who was just very busy is suddenly quiet now.

The next people still gathered together and whispered.

Now the young master has been admitted to the first place, and the family has changed.

Looking outside, a group of people want to talk to them, with a bright face.

When Shu Zhengqing came back.

The family has had lunch.

The book mother looked at the door with concern.

The book father was still in that position in the morning, sitting on the chair and looking at the teacup in front of him.

Bai sang is still struggling. She writes more and more smoothly.

A five thousand word outline was written in the morning.

Her hands are sore with fatigue.

In ancient times, this pit father's brush.

She thought for a moment and went out of her study to find some charcoal in the kitchen. It might be easier to write a little harder.

I don't know how to open the door.

I saw people coming in from the outside.

"Xianggong!"

Shu Zhengqing came back quietly.

Not even the servants found out.

At this time, Bai sang shouted, the book mother and the book father rushed out of the house, and the servants also came around.

Shu Zhengqing smiled helplessly, "I want to go home quietly."

What else does Bai sang want to say? Now he heard this sentence and didn't say it.

There's plenty of time at night anyway.

The book mother said to the book father, and all kinds of words came out.

Shufu has always been a very serious person. Now he almost shed tears. "I can have the face to see your grandpa now."

The calligrapher is not a native of the county. He used to escape from famine.

Otherwise, moving to Beijing will not be so refreshing.

All the people who escaped from the book shortage died in that time.

Only Shufu survived and opened a shop with his own skills.

"Dad, don't say that." Shu Zhengqing walked in slowly.

When he saw Bai sang standing at the end, his smile grew stronger.

Bai sang made a face at him and converged when the book mother looked at him.

"Jiaojiao is blessed. Since you came home, you have been in good health and at home. Now you have achieved fame."

The Book Mother counted all the good things on Bai sang.

Bai Sang was said to blush a little, "Mom ~" she's not so lucky, "Dad, mom, don't stand at the door. Let's go in."

"Yes, yes, go in."

The party moved from the door to the main room.

Bai sang is unknown. He listens to his parents talking to his husband. Anyway, he can say it at night.

All the way to dinner at night.

I thought after dinner, two people could lie in bed and chat. How do you know