Ning Xin smiled like a small mouse that stole oil, and did not notice the eyes of her father for help.

Ning Chengwen couldn't, he could only make a scalp with a scalp: "Most ... the last time the tree demon ate the scholar, Xiao Qian and the tree demon continued to go back to the mountains."

"Ah?! Why don't Xiaoqian save him!" Ning Xiaorong glared.

Mrs. Ning wiped her tears again: "Yeah, isn't Xiaoqian a good ghost?"

Ning Chengwen was also asked.

He didn't know, and his daughter didn't say here.

Fortunately, Ning Xin finally woke up from the dream of making a lot of money.

She made a round field: "Dad didn't think about it yet!" After that, he rubbed his eyes and yawned again, so he planted it at Ning Chengwen's arms: "I'm sleepy ~"

Her grape -like big eyes were sleepy, and everyone was immediately diverted.

"Take your child to sleep." Ning Xiaorong glanced at the sky, and couldn't help complaining about his brother: "Blame you! It's good now, I go back?!"

Her mother -in -law is in the neighboring village, and there are more than a dozen miles of mountain roads.

Normally, the number of people traveling frequently, and it is a common thing to go back and forth at night, but after listening to the story of this female ghost scholar, Ning Xiaorong did not dare to leave tonight.

"I go to my elder brother to stay there." She stood up and lifted up the old lady Ning again.

Ning Chengwen quickly packed the money on the table and handed them to them: "Mother, sister, you take it back."

After telling this story, he suddenly realized that it didn't seem to be difficult to write a story.

Just record them with a pen, then he should be able to make money soon.

Ning Xiaorong looked at his brother, for a while, a gratifying smile appeared on his face.

She took part of the money and returned to the hands of Mrs. Ning: "Mother, you still keep your own money."

"Sister, I don't want you!" Ning Chengwen wanted to stuff the rest to her.

But his strength is not as good as a sister who is a farm work every day. After a few times, he was pushed back.

Ning Xiaorong laughed with his hand: "My brother is really growing up, this money will borrow you as a sister. Don't you have to buy paper and pen, wait for you to make money and return your sister!"

Ning Xin stood on the side to watch the scene of this sister's deep affection.

She watched Ning Xiaorong who was concerned about this brother in her heart. She was more reliable than Brother Ning's counseling.

It ’s just that she ca n’t understand it. It’ s the same surnamed Ning. How can the girl and son of the Ning family be so big ?!

After the mother and daughter of the Ning family left, Ning Chengwen still remembered that her daughter was sleepy just now, and she was going to bed in bed.

But the bed was half paved, and a white tender hand pressed on the back of his hand.

Ning Xin frowned to educate him: "Daddy, make money early, don't rush to sleep first!"

Ning Chengwen laughed by her little adult: "That Xin'er doesn't sleep?"

Little nodded seriously: "Don't sleep, don't wait for someone, Dad quickly wrote the words, we can show Gu Fei quickly!"

"Xin'er still wants to see his brother?" Ning Chengwen thought she wanted to be with Gu Croco.

Ning Xin's cousin was a lot of cousin, but they were all taught by the family. None of them were willing to play with her like Gu Fei.

Ning Chengwen sighed, and touched her daughter's head in distress, and euphemistically said: "The son of Shizi may just rise for a while ..."

"So! Daddy is finished faster! Don't look back, he forgot us!"

Ning Xin didn't understand the loving pity in his father's eyes, and he was full of money and money.

Gu Fei, a thirteenth -year -old child, saw too much, and was the most long.

If you said the previous second, you may not remember the next second.

Therefore, it is not easy to hold the golden thighs, she must use it quickly.

"After taking a reward, you have money to read books for your father, so you have money to celebrate the New Year!"

Seeing that her daughter was full of money like a little wealth, Ning Chengwen couldn't laugh and laugh.

But he also knows that it is not easy to meet like Shizi, and it is not easy to meet once. He must grasp it.

The cold wind was screaming outside the window, and the lights inside the window.

Ning Xin jumped down from the bed and rolled up his sleeves and enthusiastically: "Start quickly, I can study ink for my father!"

"Hey!" Ning Chengwen was also excited.

With the premise of the story he heard from "Mother -in -law of the Sun", Ning Xin wants to counsel him to write a story.

And Ning Chengwen is an obsessive -compulsive disorder, writing a line and a line, which also solves the bug of why the small illiterate of the original body is suddenly literate.

Gu Fei's words were originally started with a world view of a young man in white.

In the unit class, the protagonist solves a bandit bully to calculate a volume, one volume and one book.

Ning Xin saw the third book. I heard that the first two books were very popular, so the third book made an illustration version, and the price was doubled.

Ning Xin thought again and again, decided to draw a tiger according to the cat, and let this story start from the perspective of catching the demon master. Each volume of a story of a god and ghost is written, so as long as the monster is still there, her story can be written all the time.

Just like the male frequency novels she watched in the previous life, writing him three or five thousand chapters, this money does not continue!

What she thinks is very good, but it is still a bit difficult to operate. After all, the pen is in Ning Chengwen.

And this boy has his own set of world views, such as men and women who do not receive relatives, such as love is shit, etc.

Just like his ending, he resolutely refused to let the female ghosts and scholars love each other.

?? The old monster in Heishan has to say a word. Thank you Old Iron.

In the end, Ning Xin made a crying nose, so that he saved him from the crooked road.

In the next two days, except for occasional hungry to eat sweet potatoes, and sleeping for the Hui for a while, Ning Chengwen rarely left this table.

After all, Ning Xin's body is a child. He can't carry it. He sleeps more than he sleeps.

In the early morning of two days later, Ning Xin woke up confused, facing Shang Ning Chengwen with two dark circles, shaking her shoulders excitedly: "Xin'er, Dad finished writing! Dad finished writing!"

The spiritual excitement is like the day she brought her graduation class.

This volume has a total of more than 60,000 words, thick and thick paper, and the father and daughter are filled with ink in the small house.

Ning Chengwen fell asleep because he was excited because of his physical strength.

Ning Xin got up and watched the story from beginning to end.

She was staring at the front, so there was no big problem, but it was a bit worse.

In the end, Ning Chengwen is an ancient scholar who only reads the sage book. He does not set up suspense in the story, and will not mobilize the reader's interest. Some of them are straightforward.

This is greatly discounted.

Ning Xin looked at Ning Chengwen, who was stunned in the bed, chose to pick up his pen, and modified it later in the handwriting of Ning Chengwen.

Ning Chengwen's words are very ordinary. As the first place in the district teacher calligraphy contest, Ning Xin is still easy to imitate this handwriting.

It was just that the original owner was too small, and the arm had no strength. She wrote a sweat that was tired.

The general content has not been changed, but it is even more bloody to change the text method.

Anyway, Ning Chengwen was almost in a coma when he wrote it. He may not remember what he wrote later.
Chapter completed!