Divorce at the beginning forced to become a full-time artist

Li Dazhu has never heard of it, because these two books are online literature, which are completely different from physical literature.And during that time, Li Dazhu happened to be ill, so he hardly paid attention to these things.

Li Ang: "Then you can search online."

Li Dazhu opened Du Niang to search, and the information interface that popped up was all about how popular Dou Break the Sky was, which created the trend of advanced martial arts, remarriage and alchemy;

One of the two books is the best seller on Reading Novels, and the other is the second best seller.

Most importantly, the authors of both books point to one person: Ang Lee.

Li Dazhu doesn't pay attention to online literature, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know anything about it.

Yueyue Novel.com is the best novel website in online literature. One of the two books is the best-selling first and the second is the second best-selling. It is really not too difficult to spend 300 million.

After searching, when Li Dazhu raised his head again, the eyes he looked at Li An were complicated and unbelievable.

"Xiao An, when will you be able to write a novel, and write it well!?"

Li An thought for a while and replied, "It's probably the talent you gave me, Dad."

Hearing this, Li Dazhu was overjoyed, and looked directly at Fang Guokun next to him happily: "Did you hear me, old Fang, hehe, this kid said that his father I gave him good talent."

After asking the second question, Li Dazhu asked the third question: "You don't want to attend the awards ceremony, do you want to see Su Yuqi?"

"Correct."

Li Dazhu said: "It's good that Su Yuqi is a big star now, but my son is not far behind. This time you won the Mao Dun Literature Award. In terms of literature, you have achieved more than her!"

"If she leaves you now, then we can't lose the game. You are not only going to receive the award this time, but also to show her that you are stronger than her!"

Listening to his father's words, Li An frowned slightly and fell into a bit of thought.

In fact, Li An also found out.

Whether it's a poetry conference or a reading novel website, he always deliberately avoids Su Yuqi.

But when you think about it carefully, Li An has never spent a penny on her during these years of marriage, and he has always been the man who silently supported her. There's no need to keep avoiding her.

Now after listening to his father's words, he frowned, then nodded, and he agreed to his father.

Seeing Li An's frown, Li Dazhu sighed softly, his harsh words softened a bit: "You child, it's also my fault. I never cared about you, and made you like this."

Just as he was about to continue talking, the phone in his pocket rang.

Li Dazhu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked down. There were two large characters on the screen of the mobile phone: Princess.

Looking at the number that was broadcast, Li Dazhu answered the call quickly: "Hello, girl."

"I'm with your brother."

"Don't go to the market, this year I will celebrate the New Year with your brother, you can go back to Hezhou, your uncle is here."

After hanging up the phone, Li Dazhu looked at Li An with a smile: "Your sister is coming back for the New Year."

younger sister.

A naughty girl with ponytails, an oval face, a small mouth raised slightly, a pair of eyes like crescent moons, a nose like a pinched one, and a lark-like voice immediately appeared in Li An's head: Li Shanshan.

She is four years younger than Li An. She is a sophomore this year and is studying vocal music at Jingzhou Conservatory of Music.

Li Shanshan is very talented in music. She won the first prize in the city's imitation singing competition when she was in junior high school. After entering university, she worked hard and made progress. She joined a band and often performed.

She didn't go home for the New Year last year, but was invited to perform in a big shopping mall.

After a rough calculation, Li An hasn't seen this younger sister for about a year.

Thinking of her, the corners of Li An's mouth slightly raised.

……

There is no debt pressure this year, "An Zhiruo Su Poetry Collection" and "Ordinary World" continue to sell well, and the daughter is coming back, so Li Dazhu is in a very good mood, and he insists on calling Fang Guokun and Li An to go downstairs to buy it overtime thing.

Unwittingly.

I bought a lot of peanut oil, vegetables, dried fruits, pastries, fruits, chicken, duck, fish, ham, etc.

After buying them back, the three of them washed and packed the food together. While packing, Li Dazhu told Li An like a story:

"In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient and productivity was low, so every New Year, people would go to the street to buy New Year's goods, prepare a table of sumptuous meals, buy new clothes, post up couplets, and welcome the New Year with joy. "

"Although the transportation is convenient and there is no shortage of food, this is an ancient custom that has been passed down for thousands of years."

"This way of celebrating the New Year, there will be a taste of the New Year."

Listening to his father's nagging mouth, Li An lowered his head and peeled the lotus vegetables, but the corners of his mouth slightly lifted into a smile.

Yes.

This is the new year.

This is the taste of the year.

It seems that the last time the family celebrated Chinese New Year or just got married, my father took time out of his busy schedule to come back.

But at that time, the family did not buy new year's goods, but had a New Year's Eve dinner outside; although the family sat together to eat, my father called one after another, and he was not chattering like he is today.

And the last time I had a taste of the new year, when I was about nine years old, my grandma didn't die, and my mother didn't get divorced.

At that time, grandma told him these stories just like Li Dazhu.

Li Dazhu was still talking.

But as he talked, Li Dazhu seemed to think of the past.

Li Dazhu, who was nearly fifty years old, suddenly choked up his voice.

"Xiao An."

"Ah."

"I've been sorry to you all these years, and your mother who divorced me."

"Ah."

"Do you know why I have been working so hard to make money all these years?"

"do not know."

Li Dazhu's potato-peeling hand stopped suddenly, and his expression showed a bit of memory and worry.