Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 273 Oppa, you have to stay

In the kitchen, Wang Chunmei sat alone on the side with paper ingots stacked, folded three or five of them and glanced at the dining table. She confirmed that she was just scanning Han Zidong. When Han Zidong looked over, she lowered her head and continued to fold the ingots.

Han Zidong understood that Wang Chunmei was saying something in her heart. He was not a person who was waiting to die. He took the initiative to move the bench to sit next to his mother.

While helping to fold the ingots, he whispered: "Mom, just say whatever you have. Why are you always peeking at us?"

Wang Chunmei frowned, looked at Cui Zhenli, who was drinking porridge with her head down, and asked unintentionally: "Did you two sleep well last night?"

"It's okay, I'm sleeping very comfortably."

Han Zidong replied casually.

But soon he realized something was wrong, what did the two of you mean?

Sure enough, it was discovered.

Anyway, he had been discovered, so he didn't intend to cover up and beat him up: "Mom, don't get me wrong. The truth is a little afraid of the darkness at night..."

Wang Chunmei interrupted Han Zidong with a voice: "I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm just afraid of you going in, do you know? Didn't you say that the law on the truth stipulates that only 19 years old can be adults?"

Cui Zhenli is just as old as a flower and can't escape the temptation of taking pictures. In order to better complete the photo, she begged Han Zidong to run to a nearby store to buy a sunglasses.

After all, life is not acting, so there is no need to follow the rules, happiness is the most important thing.

Wang Chunmei's attention shifted again, and she looked back at Cui Zhenli while speaking.

Fortunately, this is 2012. The popularity of domestic smartphones has just begun, and short videos have not yet started. Otherwise, someone would definitely hold up his mobile phone to take videos.

He ate late in the morning and was not hungry now, so Han Zidong simply took Cui Zhenli to the second bus and took his bus route to high school.

He pursed his lips and looked aggrieved, and stood there, looking at Han Zidong a little guilty: "I've really been defeated by you, let me put it in."

"Inside."

When he noticed that Han Zidong stopped in front of a shelf, he picked up a few small stationery bags and looked at them seriously. Cui Zhenli suddenly became a little interested.

Han Zidong couldn't help but laughed: "Ah, you really are..."

"Give it to me?"

Han Zidong looked at the two women in the back seat of the car through the rearview mirror in anger and said, "Okay, then I won't translate it anymore. You two will chat across servers."

In fact, the parking location is not far from the straight line of the destination, but it cannot withstand the winding route. There is also a very rugged mountain path in the middle, so narrow that it can only pass by one person at the same time.

The minus first floor of the building is a large supermarket. They just so happened that they wanted to buy some beer and snacks, so they simply went down to the minus first floor.

After the worship, Cui Zhenli became much more active on the way back. She took the initiative to sing the song, and even got in the car, she didn't stop.

Cui Zhenli was not willing to listen. She endured the hot hands and stormed the sweet potato skin in a hurry. The temperature of the sweet potato that had just been baked was really not covered. She tore a small piece, then quickly put it on her legs, put her mouth close to her and blew it with both hands.

The drive home was much lighter. When Han Zidong didn't get off the car, he drove Cui Zhenli into the city without getting off.

Han Zidong criticized Cui Zhenli for not using her face properly, but did not stop her hands, and took many photos in a row.

Seeing Cui Zhenli bringing a bunch of snacks again, Han Zidong pushed the shopping cart behind him: "It's really enough to eat. Who do you buy so much for?"

Seeing Cui Zhenli being pulled into the main house by Wang Chunmei, Han Zidong savored the content of the conversation just now.

"Oba, you have to stay there."

Although he couldn't use most of the gifts in this store, since Cui Zhenli wanted to buy them as a souvenir, he naturally wouldn't refuse and took out a fifty-yuan banknote and handed them to Cui Zhenli.

Wang Chunmei continued to stack paper ingots.

"After buying the gift, no one is allowed to tell the other party. We will open the gift box until the evening to see who bought the gift more suits the other party's wishes."

Han Zidong nodded without thinking too much.

"Oba?"

The two of them chattered tones, which attracted several passengers in the same car to watch frequently.

Seeing that Han Zidong refused to agree, Cui Zhenli stretched out a finger and begged: "Oba, I'll just drink a bottle, okay?"

As the best high school in Shenli City, Shenli No. 1 Middle School has launched closed boarding management, and when two people arrive at the school gate, they can only glance at them from a distance.

"Okay," Wang Chunmei touched Cui Zhenli's hand: "Let's make progress together and strive to get rid of this brat as soon as possible. I always feel that he has been translating randomly."

"What do you want to eat? Do you want to buy?"

Han Zidong felt distressed when he heard this, so he pulled the bench and sat closer, grabbed Wang Chunmei's hand.

Han Zidong replied truthfully.

"Then I won't tell you either."

Regarding Cui Zhenli, she wanted to drink when she came up. Han Zidong covered her forehead: "Oh, you are a trash, you are really addicted to food!"

And I tell you, Xing’s comic is also raising funds for filming. Don’t you really like watching the Korean drama channel in Huizhou? Maybe you can still see the Korean drama I wrote on TV in the future.”

Fortunately, there are several bookstores around and ten yuan gift shops. He took Cui Zhenli into one of the gift shops.

Cui Zhenli happened to look here, and the two of them met in the air. Thinking that everything that happened last night might have been discovered by Wang Chunmei. Her face turned red and she was so embarrassed that she hurriedly lowered her head.

Tightening the scarf provided by Han Zidong, Cui Zhenli poses in various poses.

Wang Chunmei breathed a sigh of relief and asked for verification again: "Did nothing really happen last night?"

But he also knew that his father was actually really good to him. For example, those animation magazines and painting materials were sent home regularly by Han Shengxun, and he almost never fell down.

Choi Zhenli curled her eyes with a smile.

Cui Zhenli was raising her hand and rubbing sweat on the back of her hand. When she noticed Han Zidong's gaze, she trotted two steps and followed.

Han Zidong had no appetite, so he bought a large roasted sweet potato and handed it to Cui Zhenli.

Then Cui Zhenli seemed to have found new fun. Whenever her hands were so hot, she would raise her hand to cover Han Zidong's face. After a while, the skin of half of the sweet potato was cleaned up to the last small piece.

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"There is another one," Choi Zhenli raised her right hand and twisted silver bracelet on her wrist: "This one looks better."

"You are too childish."

I can also assure you that I will never let the truth down, but the relationship between us is even more complicated than you think, so don't get involved."

Han Zidong saw that the light and shadow were good, so he suggested taking a photo of Cui Zhenli.

Five minutes later, the two of them left the gift shop with a gift box.

Han Zidong put away his phone and said with a smile: "What a pity? I will take pictures of you from short hair step by step to long hair shawl, and witness our truth slowly growing from a little girl to a big girl."

Han Zidong said in a timely manner.

Finally, Han Zidong pulled the shopping cart and forcibly interrupted Cui Zhenli's childish little game.

"……three."

Han Zidong really couldn't stand the Busan girl's coquettish behavior: "Then I'll buy it and drink it when I go home in the evening."

To be honest, his memory of his father has faded, but there are still many scenes in his mind where the two of them are angry, as if they have never dealt with each other.

In this way, it took the two of them an hour to buy a whole set of clothes inside and out, and they also bought a down jacket and a smartphone for Wang Chunmei.

He took out a crystal ball, which contained an astronaut.

But seeing the way you looked like before, I was really afraid that you would go wrong, I was afraid that I wouldn’t do it well, and I was afraid that I would be sorry for your dad, do you know?"

"You don't understand," Wang Chunmei smiled and pushed Han Zidong's hand away: "Some words can be conveyed without explicitly speaking. As for you, go and wash the dishes."

In Wang Chunmei's eyes, he is just a guy who is just a soft-hearted person?!

"Mom, no, this time it was really the money I made. I can't explain it in one sentence or two. You just understand that a short cartoon I drew was bought out, so I charged a copyright fee.

"Then please."

Han Zidong knew that Wang Chunmei was thinking wrong again.

"I've written it down."

Cui Zhenli obediently came up. Wang Chunmei grabbed her hand and handed her a stack of yellow paper. She took the yellow paper. She didn't ask anything, and then followed suit and burned the yellow paper.

"I want to drink!"

Are you good-looking, star?

It looks good, even middle-aged women like her love to watch it.

"I'm so childish."

At this time, a smell of roasted sweet potatoes came from the air. Cui Zhenli turned her head as she smelled the smell: "Opa, it seems that she is selling roasted sweet potatoes over there, please buy them for me."

"Oba, do you think this bracelet is beautiful?"

In the bedroom, Han Zidong and Cui Zhenli face each other, sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a gift box in their hands.

Han Zidong smiled and said, "She said you should keep these two bracelets, which are one of the few heirlooms in our family after me."

Cui Zhenli also took out a crystal ball, which was filled with flying snow.

"Nei," Choi Zhenli nodded obediently: "I will keep it properly."

Looking at Cui Zhenli lifting her hands and turning her wrists to show the silver bracelet on her hand, she was slowing down a few steps. Wang Chunmei, who had just followed, shook her head and said, "Why can't this child hide things so much? I even specifically told her not to do so.

Tell others.”

"That's good. I have figured it out this year. It doesn't matter whether you become a talent or not. It's just that you must act correctly."

Cui Zhenli looked up at Han Zidong, and leaned his head skillfully on Han Zidong's shoulder: "This is what you said, you are not allowed to cheat in the future."

There was no monument on Han Shengxun's tomb, and the tomb bags were very small. Han Zidong followed Wang Chunmei to carefully clean up the paper scraped scraps, plastic bags and other garbage scraped from the graves, and then lit the incense and put the offerings on it.

They drove directly to Fortune Plaza. The two of them bought clothes very quickly. Cui Zhenli couldn't speak Chinese, and Han Zidong was too lazy to bargain. They almost fell in love with the clothes. They tried it on and immediately paid for them.

"It's a bit hot, you can hold it to warm your hands for a while and then eat it later."

Wang Chunmei was stunned by the amazing good news: "It's good to publish. Remember to call me as soon as possible after publishing the physical book, and I'll tell your dad."

Sitting on the steps, holding his chin with both hands, looking forward with a gentle smile, standing under the pine tree, one hand behind his back, the other hand slightly raised, the five fingers slightly separated, and looked up at the sky through the gaps of his fingers...

Cui Zhenli nodded: "Eat while it's hot, it's already a little cold."

"Oba, you eat it."

Huh, I'm afraid that her elder son will go in!

"Mom," Han Zidong wanted to laugh again, but was helpless. He stretched out his hands and pressed Wang Chunmei's shoulder: "Listen to me, nothing happened to us.

"Okay," Wang Chunmei got up and took two steps, and suddenly stopped: "By the way, you are waiting here, I will say a few words to Zhenli alone."

Although the country has been promoting cremation for some years, people who died in the early years generally adopted burials, but the cemetery was chosen quite hidden, and the graves would not be too high or even monuments would not be erected.

In a sense, the box of gold and silver utensils was considered to be the ancestral treasure of their family.

Han Zidong looked "It's true" and held Cui Zhenli's hand and looked at it: "I'll swing!"

Cui Zhenli was unclear and asked curiously: "Oba, what is Auntie talking about?"

"Oba, let's buy each other a gift as a souvenir for us to go home together this time. How about it?"

Han Zidong smiled and waved his hands repeatedly: "Ani, it's not that I took good photos, but that our truth itself is a famous and beautiful appearance. Just take a casual shot and you can get a beautiful photo level."

"Let's go to the mall first to check out if you have any clothes and daily necessities you need to buy. We will play in the city for a while in the afternoon and then go home later."

Eating sweet potatoes, Cui Zhenli suddenly asked, "Oba, what do you think the sunset on the grassland looks like?"

"The ingots are almost folded. Let's pack up and prepare to see my dad."

Cui Zhenli ran to Han Zidong and pulled Han Zidong to take photos together.

Cui Zhenli still ignored it, shook her head proudly, and did what she wanted.

Their house has not much good land, and the burial is still borrowed from a neighbor.

I thought that after so many years, he had no impression of it, but when he pulled Choi Zhenli into the store, familiar memories came to his face.

"Mo?"

Choi Zhenli folded the hole in the gift bag: "What about you?"

"Of course, the food must be eaten while it is hot to taste."

“…”

The road conditions to the cemetery are quite poor. At most, the car can save two steps, and the remaining four or five miles can only be walked.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible. In order to force him to go on a blind date around 2021, Wang Chunmei once showed him a small wooden box containing several silver bracelets, gold and silver rings, longevity locks and other items.

The two of them shouted in unison, then smiled together.

"I failed to take good care of your brother, which made him not even celebrate his first birthday," as she said, her tone fell down: "I just wanted to provide you with our family's ability when I raise you.

The best material conditions to support.

"Mo?" Han Zidong put his arms around his arms and thought: "I thought you would say something like 'I don't want it, this is too expensive'."

As soon as Han Zidong pressed the demise lamp, Cui Zhenli's voice rang again.

The camera feels very good at the beginning, and with Choi Zhenli's outstanding appearance, the film effect is excellent. However, after taking seven or eight photos in a row, Choi Zhenli began to make faces at the camera, not cooperating with Han Zidong's photo requirements at all.

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"Inside."

After a break, Cui Zhenli continued to start work, breaking off half of the sweet potatoes and cleaning the skins of the sweet potatoes. When she was too hot to bear it, she stopped and blew her hands.

"Okay, it's going to be dark later. Buy whatever you want. We can go to the city for a while later."

Cui Zhenli naturally came up, holding Han Zidong's arm in both hands, and her tone was almost spoiled: "If it weren't for the haircut needed to be cut in this drama, you would have taken pictures of my long hair."

"Big Fa, it's really good to take a photo!"

With incense, offerings, yellow paper, and ingots, Han Zidong drove the two of them on the road.

On the way back by bus, Han Zidong couldn't help asking.

Dongling Lake Park is a good place for citizens of Shenli City to relax and entertain. When the weather is good, the park management office will rent cruise ships, but unfortunately it is impossible to rent a boat now.

About five or six minutes later, Cui Zhenli changed her previous shyness and jumped over and ran over, stretching out her left hand to show him.

But even so, she never complained about being tiring along the way, at least her perseverance was above the passing line.

"Fuck..." Han Zidong suddenly remembered the little game last night and changed his words: "I'm here."

Therefore, when Wang Chunmei heard Han Zidong's words, she stopped moving her hands and looked at the other party and asked, "Is your comics really that popular on the peninsula?"

"Truth, my mother asked you to come."

Han Zidong looked back at Cui Zhenli. Cui Zhenli was already sweating, and he didn't know how her physical strength, which was like a paper man, was selected as f(x).

After washing up, the two of them slept in the same room again.

"Nei," Cui Xueli ran forward, threw the snacks in her hand into the shopping cart, and changed her face to a smile: "Go no!"

Han Zidong thought for a while and replied: "Maybe it's like a dazzling red sun falling in the West between the vast and majestic world in the poem."

However, after this time, she also felt much more peaceful. She followed Han Zidong to push the shopping cart and continued to shop the goods. However, when she finally left, she did not forget to buy two small crispy tubes.

"Oh, you don't know how much you ate today," he said, but he stood up honestly: "Stand in place and don't move, I'll go."

After walking for nearly twenty minutes, the group of three finally arrived at the location of the cemetery - Xiaoxipo.

"If the time is right next year, I'll take you there."

"Buy a house? Or a villa, where did you get that much money?"

"Ai Yigu, our truth, eat slowly, I won't snatch it from you."

Han Zidong smiled and said, "Mom, then you have to study Korean quickly. I will take you to their group's concert when you have time."

The two of them sat in the pavilion, quietly blowing the wind.

Han Zidong pointed at himself.

Han Zidong nodded repeatedly: "Really, am I the kind of person who can't tell me clearly?"

After lunch in the afternoon, the two of them sat in the car and sniffed for a while, then bathed in the afternoon sun and came to Dongling Lake Park.

"Oh, don't regret it. When I go back, I will make all of your photos into emoticons."

"I won't tell you."

"I shouted to three, let's take out the gift together."

"Inside!"

"Okay!"

Cui Zhenli held the snacks, and was reluctant to put down the snacks in her hand, and she didn't dare to go forward.

"Inside~"

He picked up the beer can at his feet and touched a glass. After all, there was still something important tomorrow, and the two of them only drank one can of wine.

Han Zidong looked at the setting sun that was gradually setting, and he didn't look back and took a bite of sweet potato.

"What did you buy?"

"Inside, one person, half."

Choi Zhenli looked at Han Zidong expectantly: "Yes."

Looking at the photos on the phone, Cui Zhenli sighed repeatedly.

Perhaps it is precisely because Wang Chunmei spoiled him too much that Han Shengxun acted so harshly and hoped to educate him well. After all, Han Shengxun and Wang Chunmei were parents for the first time. They were afraid that they would not be good enough to him, and they were afraid that he would be too incompetent to him.

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The winter day always ends very early, and it is less than 4:30 pm, and the sun has already begun to set westward.

After saying that, Wang Chunmei held a hand and covered her face. Cui Zhenli, who was embarrassed to meet others, left the kitchen.

"Because I like it very much. Since I like it, why would I refuse?" Choi Zhenli touched the silver bracelet in her hand: "But I will keep it well."

Just as he was burning paper money and recalling the past, Wang Chunmei waved to Cui Zhenli: "True, come here."

"It seems like I have a chance to go and have a look."

"It's very popular, but the time is too late. Otherwise, I'd bring you a few single books when I come back this time. Our company has already negotiated with a publisher. When I go back, I can sign a contract."

Soon he regretted that he said this. Cui Zhenli's execution ability in action was even more terrible. From beer, red wine to potato chips, biscuits, bread and other snacks, it didn't fall. In a short while, the shopping cart was stuffed.

Full of silence.

At this moment, a pair of warm hands covered his face, and immediately swallowed his second half of his words back into his stomach.

"Oba, come and shoot, too."

Fortunately, there are many citizens nearby, and there are also many students and couples from nearby middle schools taking a walk. Facing their request for help taking photos, almost no one refuses. There is another continuous sound of taking photos.

"Mom, I used to be a little bit of it, but I'm not going to go wrong!

Don't worry, I'll take you to enjoy the happiness this time. In two days, we will go to the city to buy a house and also buy a large villa. I have thought about the approximate location, right by the Minghu Lake, this time it's the real place

Take a look at the house, and if you can buy it, just buy it in full."

Wang Chunmei applauded very well: "It sounds so nice. It would be great if I had the opportunity to watch our Truth perform on stage."

Han Zidong focused his attention.

Han Zidong was confused and grabbed Wang Chunmei: "Mom, the truth can be written in a few words, and I am not skilled. What can you say to her?"

It may be because of the weekdays, or it may be that the meal time is approaching, and there are not many customers in the supermarket. Cui Zhenli is pushing the shopping cart without rushing to stuff things, just running around, as if it is interesting to do this.

"Inside."

Han Zidong silently took the half of the yellow sweet potato, pinched the middle and tore it in half: "One person and half."

Needless to say, it can be conveyed...it won't be a gold and silver bracelet.

"I really want to see it?"

As a literary and artistic committee member in the class, he often goes to this gift shop to buy gifts every time the class holds an event or celebrates his birthday.

"Inside."

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