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Jiang Changsheng was stunned when he saw the woman. She turned out to be his biological mother in his previous life. His mother left her home after the divorce. Jiang Changsheng and she had never seen each other again, so they had no feelings for her.

He calmed down and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Are you Jiang Guowei?"

Jiang Guoqing felt very strange, but he saw that Jiang Changsheng was a young man with a gentle manner, so he was not too wary and replied: "My name is Jiang Guoqing. I don't know Jiang Guowei. Have you mistakenly recognized the person?"

Jiang Changsheng immediately said: "I'm sorry, I'm from Jiangmeng Village on the east side of the river. I came to see my father's brother Jiang Guowei. I just met you, uncle. You look very similar to my deceased father, so I couldn't help it and hugged you."

Give it a try.

Don't be angry."

Jiang Guoqing nodded slowly, accepting Jiang Changsheng's explanation, but the atmosphere was still a bit awkward, mainly because Jiang Changsheng didn't want to leave and wanted to stay longer.

But Jiang Guoqing didn't know Jiang Changsheng at all, so how could he be willing to let a stranger into his home?

Jiang Changsheng noticed Jiang Guoqing's vigilance, sighed inwardly, and said, "I won't bother you anymore, I'll continue to look for someone."

Jiang Guoqing nodded and closed the courtyard door directly.

Jiang Changsheng stood at the entrance of the courtyard and vaguely heard the cute voice of a little girl.

"Dad, Mom, you can't quarrel anymore, you know, if you quarrel again, I'll ignore you!"

Jiang Changsheng's mood was very complicated. It was obvious that his rebirth had caused some changes.

Dad not only changed his name in this life, but also gave birth to a daughter and never got divorced.

The reason why there is no divorce may be that the daughter is cute and can act coquettishly, which unintentionally eased their marital conflicts.

It's not like I'm a straight man who only cries and makes trouble when his parents quarrel.

Is this the difference between having a son and having a daughter?

Jiang Changsheng smiled casually. It was the luckiest thing to see his father again, especially since he has a happy marriage and a lovely daughter in this life.

The better his father's life is, the happier Jiang Changsheng will be.

"My dad is living a happy life now and doesn't need my too much intervention or companionship. It's better to make money first. When we have money, we will find opportunities to help dad improve his life."

Jiang Changsheng put aside the biggest concern in his heart and rode his bicycle back to the village.

After returning the bicycle, it was already 6 o'clock in the evening and it was already dark. Jiang Changsheng walked home quickly. The two rooms were dark, and only the light in Meng Jia's bedroom was on.

Jiang Changsheng knocked on the bedroom door.

"Enter."

When she walked into the bedroom, she saw Meng Jia lying on the bedside with red and swollen eyes, holding a manuscript in her hand. When Jiang Changsheng came back, she got up from the bed, put the manuscript in order, and then said.

"Chang Sheng, I have finished reading your book. Although the plot is a bit clichéd and not logically close to real life, the writing is concise, the expression is smooth, and it is emotionally resonant. I think it is qualified for publication, but whether it can be published depends on

It depends on the editor’s personal preferences and when looking for a publishing house, you have to choose what he likes.”

Meng Jia has been reading extensively since she was a child. In terms of literary accomplishment, the reborn Jiang Changsheng cannot compare to her. Jiang Changsheng agrees with her comments.

Meng Jia was just a little surprised. Meng Jia's eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had cried.

I cried while reading the novel, this kind of thing actually happened to Meng Jia.

Meng Jia reads a lot of miscellaneous books, but prefers practical books, especially since her father left many economic books, such as "The Wealth of Nations" and so on.

Since her father left when she was young and her mother died of illness, Meng Jia has a relatively independent and rational character, and she has always disdained romance in novels.

After Meng Jia read Zhang Ailing's "Love in a Fallen City", she kept saying that the flirting, scheming, and play-and-play between men and women in the novel were all fake.

"Love is a cover-up of desire, and marriage is an entanglement of interests."

This is the book review written by Meng Jia on the title page of "Love in a Fallen City".

Jiang Changsheng did not ask why Meng Jia was crying. Although he was mentally older than Meng Jia at this time, on the surface, Meng Jia was his sister, and he still had to take care of her sister's face.

"Sister Jia, you take a rest and I'll cook."

"Okay, be careful, I covered the glutinous rice balls with a dustpan."

Cooking is a basic skill for poor children, not to mention that Jiang Changsheng returned to the countryside from the city for five years in his previous life, and he likes to delve into food when he has nothing to do.

Cooking glutinous rice balls is a piece of cake.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Changsheng brought the dumplings to the table in the main room with a bowl in each hand.

Meng Jia has already come out of the emotions in the book.

The two finished eating glutinous rice balls together, hung two paper lanterns in front of the door, and chatted for a while. Seeing that Jiang Changsheng was about to go back to his room, Meng Jia hesitated before asking.

"Why do you want the male and female protagonists of your novel to be brother and sister? They might be criticized by moralists after it is published."

Jiang Changsheng answered directly without thinking too much.

"For the sake of sales, most people like to be arty and elegant on the surface, but they are very honest and like to watch something vulgar and exciting.

This setting is just an experiment. Whether it works depends on the reaction of readers and the market. In fact, the male and female protagonists are not biological siblings and have no blood relationship."

It has been half a month since he awakened his memory. Jiang Changsheng chats with Meng Jia every day, intentionally or unintentionally showing off his adult logic and way of thinking.

Meng Jia has accepted the reality that her brother has grown up and has a very mature mind.

Otherwise, I would not agree to a 15-year-old boy writing a romance novel.

When Meng Jia heard Jiang Changsheng's answer, he frowned and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he asked, "Then you go back to your house and rest early. You have to get up early to go to the city tomorrow."

Jiang Changsheng nodded and went back to the house to sleep.

After Meng Jia washed up, she lay on the bed and looked at the manuscript of "Blue Love of Life and Death" on her desk. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

"Brothers and sisters are not related by blood, and sisters and brothers are not related by blood. Why did Chang Sheng write this novel? Is this a hint?

At Chang Sheng’s age, it’s normal for young people to be in love with each other. How should I guide him, and the recent changes in Chang Sheng, hey…”

Meng Jia struggled all night, and didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the moonlight.

At dawn, Jiang Changsheng and Meng Jia finished washing, wrapped their manuscripts in hard-shell paper, put them in cloth bags, and set off for downtown Jiangcheng.

In this era, transportation from rural areas to cities was not very developed. Roads connecting every village had not yet been built. There were many potholed dirt roads along the way, making riding in a car very uncomfortable.

Jiang Changsheng had to walk to the main street entrance in the town, take a bus for an hour and a half to Xinrong Bus Terminal, and then take a bus from the bus terminal to Jiangcheng University.

After spending more than 3 hours, the two finally arrived at the gate of National Jiangcheng University around 10 a.m.