Song Qianwen looked at it for a while, and gave a thumbs up with a flying corner of her lips, "Good."

In fact, she can't say anything too professional about novels, and can only express her most intuitive feelings.

She doesn't know much about online literature, but only knows that many movies and TV series are adapted from online literature, and this area is currently very marketable.

However, Ning Lang's original intention of letting her read the article was just to shift the universe and divert attention.

Now that the purpose has been achieved, the merits have been fulfilled.

Unexpectedly, Song Qianwen pondered for a moment and actually said something that surprised him.

"During the time you were writing books, I also took the time to read the books on the best-selling list of Digital Chinese. Their themes are either school beauties or martial gods. The overall style is very different from the feeling your book gives me, so I wonder if your new book is not suitable for continuing to be published on Digital Chinese."

"Well?"

Ning Lang was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously, "Can it be a problem with my own article?"

“Absolutely not.”

Song Qianwen immediately shook her head, "I'm sure there is no problem with what you wrote. I am also a reader. From my perspective, the most intuitive feeling is that your book can attract me, so your story is definitely not problem."

"And... you are a regular visitor to school magazines in high school, and you have been featured in well-known journals many times in college. How many people can have your writing skills?"

"Ha ha."

Ning Lang laughed loudly, "My wife is beautiful, and I am private."

"It's really not. I said it from a completely objective perspective." Song Qianwen was abnormally serious.

When you intersect with her eyes, you can feel the confidence contained in it.

Ning Lang also corrected his attitude and breathed a sigh of relief, "Actually, I am indeed preparing to change the house."

"Um."

Song Qianwen nodded in support, "I believe in your choices and abilities, but you must not doubt yourself because of your poor grades."

"Keep your own style, this is the most unique thing for you."

“My style?”

Ning Lang looked deep and thought, "I don't seem to have any style except being handsome."

"Why are you so narcissistic!"

Song Qianwen raised her hand and hit him with a laugh and cry.

The serious atmosphere of discussing the issue was instantly destroyed.

Ning Lang laughed twice, "Do you still need narcissism for men? If I weren't handsome, would you like me like a big fairy?"

"You still said it! So every time you meet Zhang Mingyuan, you will ask me to go to the hospital!"

Song Qianwen looked unhappy.

"What are you doing in the hospital?"

"Let me go to the ophthalmology department for a good look. If my vision is fine, will you fall in love with you?"

Song Qianwen couldn't help but raise her decibels slightly, her beautiful eyes widened angrily.

"This guy can't spit out ivory from his mouth! Let's see if I change it and tear his face tomorrow."

Ning Lang looks like he is going to destroy the world.

Song Qianwen burst into laughter and stretched out her tender horns to pinch Ning Lang's face, "Who said my little Ningzi is ugly? At most, she is just handsome and restrained."

"It's still our baby's keen eyes to recognize the beads, oh? No! Isn't it ugly to be handsome and restrained? Wuwu, Zhang Mingyuan is right, you really should go to the ophthalmology department for a good look."

Ning Lang cried out loudly, and his acting skills exploded.

Two people flirted in the house...

Time passed without realizing it, and suddenly I heard the sound of slipping doors and picking locks into the living room.

Someone is using tools to unlock the lock!

Ning Lang pricked up his ears, took Song Qianwen's hand and walked out of the second bedroom as soon as possible.

He stared at the closed door with a vigilant look, wanting to see who dared to slip into the door and pick the lock in broad daylight.

A creaking sound.

The door lock was incontinent and was pulled open from outside.

I saw a man and a woman appear in my sight.

That was my father Ning Lingqi and my mother Mei Xiuzhen.

Ning Lang shouted loudly, "You see, grandma is coming back so soon?"

"What, is it that our return has affected you making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace?"

The first thing my mother Mei Xiuzhen did after entering the door was not to look at the surrounding environment, but to focus on changing shoes without raising her head.

Even when I heard Comrade Xiaoning’s greetings, I didn’t take it seriously.

Comrade Lao Ning also had a urinary sex with her, so she forced herself into her head and took off her shoes. The two of them had a surprisingly consistent movement, and the couple was interpreted vividly with this word.

Until Song Qianwen's voice sounded crisply, "Hello uncle and aunt."

Hearing the sound, the old couple stopped immediately, bent down and hung their heads straightened like a spring, and turned their heads together and looked over.

My mother Mei Xiuzhen smiled and kicked her shoes on both sides at will, spreading her broad arms that belonged to the working people and rushing towards her.

Passing through Ning Lang's eyes with enthusiasm, he hugged Song Qianwen and asked about his well-being, just like holding a pearl in his palm, not to mention how much he liked it.

My father quickly packed up the shoes that his wife had kicked away, and stood beside the two women and laughed.

Feeling the harmonious atmosphere in front of him, Ning Lang touched his face and felt that he and the air everywhere around him merged into one, a transparent existence.

Of course, there is a reason why my father and mother like Song Qianwen.

Not only does he look like a fairy, but his personality and tutoring are not bad at all, especially when he is very attentive to the old couple as he is to his parents.

Can you not like it? Is there any reason not to like it?

Mei Xiuzhen is better to Song Qianwen than to her biological daughter.

Not to mention my father, since Ning Lang became an adult, he often heard him tell him that when he was preparing to ask Ning Lang, he was not prepared enough and did not believe in the folk remedies for his mother, so he gave birth to the wrong gender.

In other words, his birth was purely a mistake in operation.

If my father hadn’t actively responded to the national family planning policy, he would have to have a daughter if he had a football team!

So when you go out, whenever you see a little cute baby girl or little girl from other people's home, you have to stretch out the generous and warm palms of middle-aged and elderly uncles and touch them.

Song Qianwen's appearance just filled Lao Ning's regret of having no daughter.

So Ning Lang naturally became that extra character, and it was normal to be ignored.

My dad was happy and cooked himself.

Mei Xiuzhen led Song Qianwen to sit on the sofa, holding the latter's hand and asking this and that. Sometimes she was browsing and sometimes she smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth. Ning Lang even wondered if Mei Xiuzhen won the jackpot while playing scratch.

Otherwise, why would you be so happy?

It was soon meal time.

The food was served with a full range of flavor and flavor, and Song Qianwen's bowl was quickly picked up by two other pairs of chopsticks.

Ning Lingqi and Mei Xiuzhen were rushing to the top, fearing that they would lose the slightest part of the competition for picking up food.

Ning Lingqi felt that his speed seemed not to be enough, so he moved out of cooking skills and asked Song Qianwen boasted, "How is it? Uncle's craftsmanship is good, right?"

The answer I got was of course yes.

When Mei Xiuzhen heard this, she immediately glared at her husband in a tit-for-tat way, "It's not that the master taught me well."

The master she mentioned is naturally her.

It is rumored that my father was a very successful dark restaurant back then. Since he passed the door, he was trained by his mother to become a scum in the dark restaurant industry.

As for the authenticity, there is no way to know. Anyway, Ning Lang has never seen Ning Lingqi's dark food. All of this was said by Mei Xiuzhen himself, and Ning Lingqi has never opposed it. Just pretend that he had agreed.

Regarding the arguments between her future parents and in-laws, Song Qianwen just smiled, neither standing in line nor answering, and eating quietly.

She suddenly remembered something and touched Ning Lang's elbow.

The latter suddenly came to his senses and saw Song Qianwen winking at him with a slightly frown.

I immediately understood and immediately went to the coffee table to bring the birthday cake, opened the candle.

When Ning's father and mother were slightly stunned, Ning Lang lit the candle and smiled and said, "Qianwen is here today, it is actually mainly for you to celebrate your birthday for mom."

"Auntie, I wish you a happy birthday, good health, and always so beautiful." Song Qianwen congratulated at the right time.

"Hey, okay, haha, you kid, so kind, thank you, thank you."

Mei Xiuzhen was overjoyed, and her heart seemed to be filled with honey.

In fact, she didn't feel relieved about her birthday, but she always felt happy to be remembered.

With the family's expectant eyes, they folded their hands together and made a solemn wish.
To be continued...