Chapter 62 Have you forgotten that there is still a mother?

After running around the town for about half an hour, Fang Yi turned his head and ran back when he felt the temperature rise gradually.

When she returned to the familiar street, Han Ning was already awake and was sitting on the window sill of the bedroom on the second floor, holding her cheeks in her hands and looking at the street below.

"Fang Yi!

Han Ning waved at him with a smile.

Fang Yi raised his head and the two smiled at each other.

At home, the old lady had already improved the millet porridge, and served it with her pickled pickles. Fang Yi drank three bowls in a row before putting down his chopsticks satisfied.

So comfortable!

Getting up early and exercising is really good, even if it does not play a role in strengthening the body, it can also make people feel refreshed all day long.

After breakfast, Han Ning said expectantly, "Fang Yi, take me to practice while the morning is not so hot!"

Practice driving?

Fang Yi's mouth twitched.

With his brain spinning rapidly, he said sternly: "My dear, I'm afraid it won't work today. My novel has already been sold to the publishing house, but the contract requires me to sell the remaining books within the specified time, that is, before the end of this year. Make up for the 1.8 million-word manuscript you have written down, or you will be compensated for a large sum of money."

"I've been busy these days, so I have to catch up with the manuscript today."

Han therapy already knew about the sale of his novels to the publishing house.

What he didn't know was that he still owed the publishing house 1.8 million words of manuscripts.

I have never seen online novels with hundreds of millions of words in later generations. In Han Ning's eyes at this time, 1.8 million words is already a lot.

Don't talk about the end of the year, she feels that she may not be able to finish writing in a year.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly said: "Then don't go to practice, Fang Yi, please hurry up!"

Fang Yi nodded and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Taking the laptop from the car, Fang Yi and Han Ning went back to the bedroom on the second floor.

In front of the desk, Fang Yi was attentively typing on the keyboard, and the sound of crackling continued to sound.

He wasn't pretending. The sooner the 1.8 million-word manuscript was written, the earlier he would relax, otherwise it wouldn't be a problem to drag it all the time.

Han Ning sat on the reclining chair next to her, holding a book in her hand, and looked at it seriously.

Occasionally, she would raise her head to look at Fang Yi, her big jewel-like eyes full of smiles.

It goes on like this, it seems to be fine.

Han Ning couldn't help but have this thought in her heart.

(cici) For the next two days, Fang Yi and Han Ning maintained this rhythm of life.

When Fang Yi got up early to run, she would lie on the window, like a little wife, silently waiting for him to come back.

Let's have breakfast together when he gets home.

In the morning and in the afternoon, they would be in the bedroom, one writing the script, and the other reading silently.

Tired, Fang Yi will stop to chat with Han Ning, eat tofu, and climb mountains.

Such a leisurely and comfortable day lasted until the early morning of the third day, when it was broken by a phone call from Zhuang Shufen.

"Didn't you say you'll be back the day after tomorrow? It's been a long time, Fang Yi, have you forgotten that you still have my mother? The whole family is waiting for you to come back for the banquet!" Zhuang Shufen's voice on the other end of the phone, even if she didn't open The speaker was amplified, and Han on the side could hear it clearly.

La!

I almost forgot about the entrance banquet.

Thinking of this, he said: "The entrance banquet is scheduled for tonight, and I will be back at noon at the latest.

"Then I'm going to book a hotel at noon. You can find a solution for lunch."

After a few more chats, Fang Yi hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, he apologized slightly: "It seems that I can't continue to accompany you, I have to go back."

"nothing!

Han Ning said softly, "I'm already very happy that you can stay with me for so many days."

Fang Yi said with a smile: "Then I'll go back first! It's only a two-hour drive anyway, so I can come anytime when I'm free.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you!"

In the past few days, the relationship between the two has deepened a lot.

Not only is it as simple as going to second base, but Han Ning has begun to gradually adapt to the life with Fang Yi.

This is the biggest gain of Fang Yi's trip.

After packing up, Fang Yi carried the computer bag and waved goodbye to the old lady: "Grandma, I'm going back, I'll visit you next time when I'm free!"

The old lady nodded and warned: "Don't be in a hurry to drive, pay attention to safety."

"I know!"

Fang Yi's Sucheng dialect made the old lady and Han Ning laugh.

Waving towards them, Fang Yi drove away.

Two hours later, the black Santana 2000 drove into the chain shop community.

"Translator!

As soon as he parked the car, he saw Zhao Wanqiu lying on the railing on the fifth floor, waving at him.

Fang Yi was stunned for a moment, then stepped into the unit building.

On the phone before, Zhuang Shufen asked her to solve her own lunch. He was too lazy to eat out, so he simply went to Qiu Ge's house for a meal.

The taste of Sucheng cuisine is similar to Huaiyang cuisine, lighter and slightly sweeter.

I ate Sioux City cuisine at Grandma Han's house for a few days, and it happened that I changed to Sichuan cuisine to enhance the flavor.

All the way to the fifth floor, when Zhao Wanqiu saw him, he immediately raised his mouth and complained, "Brother Yi, which one have you been here for so long?"

"no way!"

Fang Yi smiled and didn't say go to Su Cheng's hand.

The two walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa. Fang Yi took a few glances at Zhao Wanqiu and found that her spirit and complexion had almost recovered, so she asked, "Brother Qiu, how is your care recently?"

"The wound has completely healed, if you don't believe me, look.

Talking about this, Zhao Wanqiu suddenly regained his composure, and said that she pulled down the pajamas on her right shoulder, revealing the small hole-like scar on her back.

spray!

This girl really doesn't consider herself an outsider.

Looking at the large-scale Bai Zhe, Fang Yi couldn't help but pouted, "Okay, I got it!"

When she pulled her clothes back up, he continued to ask, "Did you go to the hospital for a re-examination?"

"I went yesterday, and the doctor said that the cancer cells are completely gone, but to be on the safe side, I still have to drink traditional Chinese medicine for a while."

Zhao Wanqiu paused for a while, then said expectantly, "Brother Yi, you see that I'm healed now, can you take me to make money?"

Hearing this, Fang Yi was instantly amused and said with a smile, "Brother Qiu, why are you suddenly thinking about making money recently?"

"Don't mind me!"

Zhao Wanqiu was shy for a moment.

Ok?

Not right!

Fang Yi looked up and down the little girl with suspicious eyes.

Zhao Wanqiu was a little hairy when he looked at him, he stretched out his arm and strangled his neck, and said angrily, "You just said you should take me to make money?"

"Take it!

The little girl was a little angry, so Fang Yi didn't tease her, and nodded in agreement with a smile.

Seeing his promise, Zhao Wanqiu released his arm.

[PS: There are still a few chapters tonight, I'm off to code!].

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