Chapter 305: cemetery

Chapter 305 Graveyard

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"Young age, don't always sigh."

Listening to Wei Xiaoqi's consolation, Jiang Wunian let out another long sigh.

She is not young.

At this time she was blowing the wind by the field, Yang Yuecheng came over and sat next to her, also sighed.

Wei Xiaoqi: "..."

I don’t really understand how you write scripts.

Yang Yuecheng and Jiang Wunian looked at each other, and saw a sense of being connected with each other in each other's eyes.

No other.

Calvin got it.

Jiang Wunian is someone who has been there, and he still doesn't forget to comfort Yang Yuecheng in a low voice, "It's the bottleneck period, just get over it."

Yang Yuecheng frowned: "But I want to write."

I want to write, but I can't. This feeling is extremely painful.

Different from Jiang Wunian, whose brain was temporarily inactive due to laziness and cancer, Yang Yuecheng finally found her hobby after 15 years of ignorance. She even vaguely had the idea of ​​dedicating her whole life to it.

But at this time, she became dissatisfied with the words she wrote.

I can’t tell you what I’m not satisfied with.

Anyway, the more I look at it, the more troublesome I feel.

Jiang Wunian has a feeling that Yang Yuecheng's current bottleneck period is caused by her.

Because the first novel was influenced by her, it was full of **** elements, which to a large extent laid the beginning for the next road.

The types of scripts she has come into contact with must be far less than her.

So the brain is limited in a certain frame.

"Come, come, eat pineapples." Lu Jingzhi brought a small basket with sliced ​​pineapples in it. The color was bright yellow, and the aroma of the pineapples rushed to their faces, making their mouths water immediately.

Jiang Tanyue had never eaten pineapple before, so she was overwhelmed by the taste as soon as she took a bite.

Sweet and sour.

A lot of troubles dissipated for a while.

Hearing their chatting, Lu Jingzhi casually said, "Bottleneck period? Real knowledge comes from practice."

Jiang Wunian covered his face, second sister, you forgot that you are only twelve years old.

Is it necessary to write a novel and fall in love?

Lu Jingzhi cheered up and put the matter behind him, "I'm going to the mountains tomorrow, does anyone want to go with me to relax?"

Jiang Wunian raised his hand actively.

Although she didn't know how she was favored by the deep mountains, Yang Yuecheng was unwilling to take risks. The mountains were humid, the water vapor was heavy, and the clothes would be caught by the branches and leaves. She shook her head and refused.

Stay bald at home

Wei Xiaoqi said: "I'm going to school."

The next day, the two sisters went up the mountain.

Different from wandering around in the past, this time Lu Jingzhi has a purpose in mind.

In front of the big tree surrounded by five or six people, the roots of the tree were intertwined. She stepped steadily on the brown tree roots that protruded even higher than her, and reached in front of the trunk.

The finger wiped on the tree with a supernatural power, and a piece of bark fell down.

"Second Sister, is this... the tomb?" Jiang Wunian suddenly felt a storm in his heart.

There are not many things inside, only a few small cloth strips that are almost losing their color.

The standing wooden block is very conspicuous, with simplified characters engraved on it from top to bottom.

It is the cemetery of the family of four, the original owner of the third bedroom of the Jiang family.

Lu Jingzhi thought she was asking why the cemetery was on a tree, and explained earnestly, "Put it somewhere else for fear of being picked up by someone. When I saw Jiang Xiaomiao in the cemetery, there was a 'Jiang Xiaomiao' alive and kicking... It's still safe in the mountains, but after all It is a deep mountain, and the small raised mounds will be trampled down by wild beasts soon, so I opened up this place in the trees."

Occupied someone else's body, worshiping it is out of mind.

(end of this chapter)