Chapter 290: Traveling through time is more difficult than going to school
Chapter 290: Traveling through time is more difficult than going to school
Even so, she still hears a lot of unpleasant things in her daily life, which occasionally make her doubt her own actions.
As she grew older, her mother was looking for a man for her. They told her that after getting married, she should not do whatever she wanted like now, but should serve her parents-in-law and take care of her husband and children. She felt that such a life would cost her a lot of her time, which made her somewhat reject marriage...
Ji Wanyan talked a lot in the letter. She didn't plan to say so much at first. She just wanted to tell the author about her business. Maybe she had no one to talk to on a daily basis, so she found that she couldn't finish what she wrote as soon as she started writing.
When Li Wenshu read the letter, it was as if he saw through the words on the paper a woman disguised as a man writing furiously at her desk.
Or maybe she stayed up all night, racking her brains to think of the surrounding designs.
From her writings and her works, we can tell that she is a very creative person.
Li Wenshu lay on the blanket and wrote her a reply word by word.
She didn't just tell people that she didn't want to get married. After all, times have changed.
Li Wenshu cited several examples to illustrate that women do not necessarily have to get married and have children, it is just due to the environment. If they do not choose the path chosen by most people, they will definitely encounter more obstacles and difficulties. If she has enough confidence to withstand the risks and obstacles she listed, then she can choose the path she wants to take.
If you regret it in the future and think you made the wrong choice, you must have the courage to bear the consequences and start over.
Li Wenshu did not simply say which choice was wrong and which was right. Instead, she listed the possibilities and consequences as detailed as possible to Ji Wanyan.
I wrote a lot of papers and let her make her own choice.
It is difficult to remain single for life in modern times, let alone in ancient times. It may be a bit unreasonable to persuade ancient women to remain single for life with modern thinking.
Li Wenshu also selected a set of ancient business books from the library, wrote some experiences for her, and provided some inspiration for product design...
After finishing writing, he found that the cross-time and space letter he had previously given to Wen Xiangyi shook twice, and words gradually appeared on the blank paper.
——Pork Ribs, is that you?
Wen Xiangyi on the other end looked at the letter paper extremely nervously. There was no difference between writing on it and writing on ordinary paper.
She wrote a question, but didn't see any response for a long time, so she took out the instruction manual to check again. Could there be something wrong with the way she used it?
When I picked up the instruction manual, the letter paper rippled like waves in the water.
Words gradually appeared under the sentence written by Wen Xiangyi.
——It’s me, what’s wrong?
Wen Xiangyi breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, twisted his neck, stretched, and stretched his five fingers.
Take a deep breath and start writing.
——Then you get ready.
Li Wenshu paused. What was he preparing for? Was he preparing for her praise and flattery?
Or maybe I can express my thoughts and love for her...
There must be a lot of words to write.
Li Wenshu simply put the letter aside, planning to read something else first and then see what was written later.
I didn't notice at all that half of the paper was blank in the previous second, and half of it was covered with words in the next second.
When she finished reading other things and went back to read Wen Xiangyi's letter, the piece of letter from across time and space had become very long and was spread on the ground like a roll of toilet paper.
There are dense handwriting all over it.
A casual glance at it shows the sentence “Do you have a conscience for writing so many people to death?”
"Damn it, two lifetimes. I've lived both of them in your shadow."
"I've updated so much with such great difficulty, and you only gave me half a book as a buffer. Aren't you really afraid of causing my third death? Time travel is annoying in the first place."
"If I didn't know how to swim, I would have jumped after reading the update."
"You'd better pray that your system won't let you cross over. You can't escape from the old and new grudges, and you can't escape from hell."
"You really gave this piece of paper to the right person, you bastard. I'm going to haunt you like a ghost."
Li Wenshu: “…”
I know that her readers can't say much good about her.
What’s more, he was her reader in her previous life.
Her mental state in her previous life was much worse than this life. Many of the novels she wrote were like revenge against society, abusing everyone including herself.
For a period of time, the forums related to Li Wenshu's novels were filled with more resentment than ghosts, and passers-by who accidentally entered would be scared to death.
While other authors are getting along well with their readers, Li Wenshu's readers really want to find her and give her a beating.
Tie her to a chair and let her write from morning till night, without food or rest. This should be the good wish of every one of her readers.
So her Weibo never updates anything related to reality. Other authors would share their daily lives on Weibo, but she would never do that.
I’m afraid my real identity will be discovered, and I’ll be worried when I go out.
Li Wenshu replied with one word at the bottom of Wen Xiangyi’s long speech - Yeah.
Wen Xiangyi: ...
I'm begging for a cross-time and space thug.
Unbearable.
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When a neighboring country came to visit, a banquet was held in the palace.
Wen Xiangyi was woken up early in the morning to dress up. She couldn't even open her eyes and was forcibly woken up by someone.
She looked at her blurry reflection in the bronze mirror in despair.
Never say that going to school is hard again, time travel is more hard than going to school.
I have to get up before dawn, which feels earlier than rushing to morning self-study.
Clothes in ancient times were also uncomfortable to wear, as they were layered and tight.
It's hard to poop at any party.
He smeared it all over her face, as if he was going to tear her skin off.
Wen Xiangyi became obedient.
Really honest.
If she could be given a chance to return to the modern world, she would even be willing to go to the countryside and farm.
Why does she have to live such a life that makes people want to die, and still follow the serialized sad novels of Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs?
Is this because he is afraid that she will survive?
Wen Xiangyi was being manipulated like a puppet, and at the same time, she was thinking about all sorts of things in her heart with a dead heart.
There was a faint air of death about her.
When she walked out the door, her stepmother looked her up and down as if she was looking at an object rather than her daughter.
After a while, there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, but when he saw Wen Xiangyi's half-dead expression, that satisfaction disappeared.
He frowned, his face showing a bit of sarcasm, "Stand up straight, you have learned everything I taught you. This time you are going to a palace banquet, if anything goes wrong, ten heads will not be enough for you to chop off."
Wen Xiangyi managed to straighten her back a little, but she still looked half dead. She was very tight and very hungry.
We had to get up so early and not be allowed to eat, and we had to sit in the carriage for such a long time.
It’s despairing just thinking about it. There’s no way I can put on a good face.
Mrs. Wen was furious to see that she refused to change her bad habits.
He rolled his eyes, still cursing, "I really don't know why I gave birth to such a useless thing like you."
Wen Xiangyi rolled her eyes secretly. Don’t you know better than me how to give birth to a child?
It has been so many years since my daughter's heart was changed and I couldn't tell.
She immediately met the gloating look on her third sister's face. She tugged at her mother's sleeve and tried to persuade her in a kind way, but in fact, every word she said was adding fuel to the fire.
"What did Third Sister say? Why is Mother so angry so early in the morning? The doctor said that it is bad for a woman to be angry all the time. Mother, calm down quickly. Third Sister definitely didn't mean to make you angry."
A little girl in blue came late.
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