I was in my final year of high school, and my deskmate found out I was writing a novel!

Back home, looking at the house that hadn't changed much since his last visit, the uncle sighed softly.

He initially wanted his daughter to come and take care of his nephew, since she had excellent grades and could not only go to university, but also to a good university.

But Ye Feng insisted that he didn't need to, and insisted on living alone, so there was nothing he could do.

Seeing his home so cold and deserted, he felt really bad.

"Uncle, cousin, please sit down. I'll boil some water."

"No need, sit down, tell me what happened!"

The room door wasn't closed, and my cousin's eyes lit up when he saw the computer in the room. Although he didn't know much about computers, this set of equipment didn't look cheap!

"Xiaofeng, did your dad buy you this computer?"

"I bought it myself."

My uncle didn't even have time to ask any questions before rushing over to take a look. In the eyes of their generation, this thing would interfere with their studies!

"You sold it yourself? Where did you get the money?"

"I earned it myself, Uncle, Brother, you guys go first, I'll explain it to you slowly."

The three of them sat down on the sofa again, and Ye Feng told them about how he made money by writing novels.

"You mean you can earn tens or hundreds of thousands a month writing novels?"

"Yes, the money has been transferred to my card, Uncle. Look."

He then handed over the bank's notification information.

"This...you haven't been scammed, have you?"

"Dad! What scam? The money's already been transferred to the card. Doesn't it say on the card that it was this company that made the payment?"

"real?"

"Of course it's true, look at this, it cost quite a bit."

These news were too unbelievable for my uncle. He worked hard to farm and raise fish, earning hundreds of thousands of yuan a year, and he thought he was pretty amazing.

My nephew is only in high school now, how could he earn more than me by writing some novel?

"Uncle, my mom called me a few days ago and said she was short of money. I thought I'm earning money now and the house is getting old, so I'll just give it to them and buy a new one myself. After all, they were the ones who paid for this house in the first place."

"What?! They're paying for it! I paid the down payment myself! Otherwise, do you think my word carries any weight?"

Good heavens, so that's how it is. No wonder my dad was so afraid of my uncle.

"Hey, now that you're earning money and have your own ideas, I support whatever decisions you make. Your dad... he's been having a tough time lately. Anyway, where are you going to stay from now on?"

"I found a house that I really like, and I plan to buy it."

The older cousin, who had been listening from the sidelines, was dumbfounded. Was his cousin, who was in his final year of high school, really that amazing? He had earned money and bought a house on his own.

"Okay, we need a place to stay. Where's the house?"

"It's in the neighborhood next door. My classmate's mom helped me find it, and the price is quite reasonable. It's just that I'm a little short of money right now, so I'm negotiating with them to pay in installments over several months."

"Come on, take me to see it. If it's suitable, I'll make up the difference for you first."

My uncle was also decisive; he immediately stood up to go see the house.

Ye Feng didn't stop her; it was inevitable, but it would be troublesome for Miaomiao's mother.

"Uncle, this is my classmate's mom. I originally wanted to rent it, but I thought the house was pretty good and I'd have a place to stay during holidays, so I asked around and they also wanted to sell it."

After introducing himself to his uncle, Ye Feng quickly got out of the car to find Miao Miao's mother, who was watching TV at the bar.

"Auntie, my uncle is here and wants to take a look at the house. I might need your help."

"Your uncle is here. Don't worry about it being a hassle. It's perfect. I was worried you'd make decisions on a whim. I can talk to your uncle about it."

After speaking, he stood up and greeted his uncle who had walked in. The two began to exchange pleasantries.

"I was worried that this kid would make an impulsive decision and regret it later. It's good that you can give me some advice."

"Thank you for your help. We're busy in the countryside, but this child is very determined. I came over as soon as I heard about it."

"Come on, let's go take a look. I still have the key. I've also discussed the price with the other party. It's 250,000 per unit, including everything inside the house."

As he spoke, he rode his electric scooter ahead to lead the way.

When he finished looking at the house's structure, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened even more.

"Ye Feng, why is there only one room in this house?"

"Why would I need so many rooms if I live alone? I like it precisely because it's a single room."

"How will you live after you get married? You're not going to have children!"

"We'll exchange it later, but we'll get a bigger one!"

"You really think making money is that easy... You do make money quite easily, just by writing words you can earn so much."

I wanted to teach him a lesson, but then I realized that this kid earns more than him, and I instantly lost the will to discipline him.

"Yes, I didn't believe it when my daughter Miaomiao told me. How could such a young child earn so much money writing a novel!"

Upon hearing the name Miaomiao, both the uncle and cousin looked at Ye Feng.

My deskmate...

However, neither of them said anything, since Miaomiao's mother was still there.

"You earned the money, so you can make your own decisions. I'll transfer the remaining amount to you later, and you can pay it off in one go!"

"No need, Uncle. My royalties for next month will arrive soon, and if that's not enough, it will definitely be enough the month after next."

"No need! I'll deduct it from your house and give it all to them. They'll be thrilled!"

Ye Feng's uncle was a rather serious person, and his words carried an undeniable domineering air that left Ye Feng with no way to refuse.

Ye Feng thought about it and realized that this was a good thing, otherwise he would have to live a tight life for a month or two.

It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. If he were to go back to his old ways now, he really wouldn't be able to adapt.

It was almost noon by the time we finished looking at the house. My uncle had wanted to treat Miaomiao's mom to lunch, since the house was really great except for having only one room, and the price was extremely low. He was speechless.

But Miaomiao's mom had to go back to the shop, so she didn't have time. Only the three of them could go eat.

"I never expected that someone in our Ye family would be into calligraphy! Good, good! I'll burn some paper money for your grandfather when we get back. Oh, and where's your novel? Give me a copy; I'll burn it for him when I get back so he can read it too!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng almost dropped his chopsticks. Not only did his novel not yet have a physical copy, but even if it did, he couldn't take it out; he was really embarrassed!

"I don't have any books; I read everything online."

"What kind of books are these?!"

Oh, Dad, that's called an online novel. It's different from your time. By the way, Ye Feng, what's the name of your novel? Your sister likes to read novels at home. I'll recommend it to her when we get home.

"Never mind, you guys definitely won't like my novel."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Come on, what's your name?"

My cousin took out his phone as he spoke, intending to search right now.

Ye Feng was genuinely embarrassed; he felt like his family would be horrified if they saw him!

"Brothers, you guys really don't like watching this!"

"You silly child, you didn't write any forbidden books, did you?"

Seeing that Ye Feng kept refusing, the uncle couldn't help but ask this question.