Reborn in the world, starting from looking for relatives for Zheng Juan

After sending Zhou Rong and Qiao Chunyan back to the photo album, Zhou Rong looked at the two of them when they arrived at the door of Zhou's house, "Lu Tian, ​​Zheng Juan, it's only around seven o'clock. Come and sit at home."

"It's getting late, so I won't bother you. Let's sit down earlier next time." Zheng Juan said softly.

"Zheng Juan, Bingkun has always wanted to hear Lu Tian tell him Jin Yong's novels. Sit down for a while, why bother?"

As soon as Zhou Rong finished speaking,

Zhou Bingkun in the room saw Lu Tian and Zheng Juan standing at the door, pulled on his sneakers, walked out of the back room, and said loudly: "Brother Lu, Sister Juanzi, you are here."

"Yes, let's take your sister home." Lu Tian looked at Zhou Bingkun.

"Then come in and sit down. Brother Lu, I have written a few storytelling books recently, and I want you to read them." Zhou Bingkun said with a naive smile.

"Bingkun, you don't need to ask me when you are guarding a talented woman like your sister." Lu Tian patted Zhou Bingkun on the shoulder.

"My sister? My sister is so high and mighty, she and I can't even pee in the same pot."

"Bingkun, if you keep talking nonsense, your bus pass for next month will be gone." Zhou Rong glared at Zhou Bingkun with her beautiful eyes.

"Sister, you are my biological sister, why don't I tell you? Brother Lu, come into the house. The mosquitoes will come down soon. If you stand here, aren't you waiting to be bitten by mosquitoes?"

"Okay, Bingkun."

With that said, Lu Tian followed Zhou Bingkun and walked into the house.

Seeing this, Zheng Juan knew that Lu Tian wanted to stay, so she entered Zhou's house with Zhou Rong.

When Mother Zhou saw Lu Tian and Zheng Juan coming, she quickly sent them into the back room. After asking about the cold and warmth, she washed a small pot of dates from the jujube tree in the yard and put them on the floor.

Zhou Bingkun took out a big book from the hut and sat next to Lu Tian, ​​"Brother Lu, the more I listened to the Jin Yong novels you told me, the more I became fascinated. I really wanted to change them into storytelling jokes. But you also said that they have copyrights.

Yes, we can't steal it.

After thinking about it, I borrowed some elements from Jin Yong’s novels you talked about, integrated them into traditional Chinese culture, and came up with a book. This is the outline, what do you think?”

With that said, he handed the big notebook to Lu Tian.

Lu Tian took it, flipped through a few pages, and nodded: "'Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness'? I have an idea, it's good."

"Brother Lu, don't just say yes. Give me your opinion so I can change it." Zhou Bingkun said seriously.

Lu Tian closed the notebook,

“Bingkun, given the current circumstances, it’s better not to write this kind of book.

Even if you write it, no radio station will let you talk about it. I will give you a few jokes and you can write them down."

"What joke?" Zhou Bingkun asked.

""Xiao Bing Zhang Ga", "Xiao Fei Buys Medicine"... these are all fine."

"These? They're so boring." After hearing Lu Tian's words, Zhou Bingkun looked bored.

No matter what age, young people want to be at the forefront of the times, and Zhou Bingkun is no exception.

After listening to Lu Tian's story about Jin Yong's martial arts, Zhou Bingkun suddenly became enthusiastic about creation and wanted to write a martial arts storytelling.

I thought Lu Tian would praise him a few words, but unexpectedly he poured cold water on himself.

Seeing that Zhou Bingkun was a little discouraged, Lu Tiandao said:

"Bingkun, although the stories I told are more popular, they can still be put into new bottles. By enriching the performance skills and achieving unique effects, they will still be welcomed by the audience."

"How can you put new wine in an old bottle?" Zhou Bingkun scratched his head.

"I don't know folk art, I can't speak storytelling, and I can't play allegro. I'm just giving you a suggestion. You know how to play allegro, and you have also learned storytelling. If you combine storytelling and allegro to create a song, it can be regarded as a complete creation.

Plant old bottles and put new wine into them.

you can think about it."

After listening to Lu Tian's words, Zhou Bingkun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Brother Lu, allegro's books are usually short stories, while storytelling is mostly long. If you combine these two forms of expression, no one has ever done this to write a full-length allegro. It's really different.

Brother Lu, you are so awesome, I can imagine this."

"I just said casually, you can think about it yourself whether it works or not."

"Okay, absolutely okay. I will start writing the notebook as you said tomorrow." Zhou Bingkun scratched his head hard with a silly smile on his face.

"Bingkun, you are willing to contradict me no matter what I say. How come you agree so readily to what Lu Tian says?" Zhou Rong, who was sitting opposite, said with a smile.

"Sister, you always speak so harshly, like an elder. Of course I don't want to listen.

Brother Lu is different, he talks like a brother, of course I can listen."

Zhou Bingkun made a face at Zhou Rong.

"If I were really your elder, I would give you a few sticks to make you talk nonsense." Zhou Rong pretended to be angry.

"It's a pity that you are not. You can't beat me now."

Zhou Bingkun stuck out his tongue and made another face.

"Okay, brothers and sisters, we are like cockfighting together."

Zhou's mother Li Suhua shook her head.

"Mom, just pamper Bingkun." Zhou Rong glared at Zhou Bingkun.

"You are all my losers, and I feel sorry for each one of you. Juanzi, I heard Zhou Rong say that your mother is paralyzed in bed?" Zhou's mother asked Zheng Juan.

"Yes, it's been more than a month." Zheng Juan sighed.

Zhou's mother Li Suhua thought of something, took Zheng Juan's hand and said:

"It's quite tiring to serve an old man who is paralyzed in bed.

Juanzi, once a person is paralyzed, he or she is afraid that the blood and Qi will be blocked, which will lead to problems over time. If the acupuncture points are pressed regularly, the blood and Qi will be smooth, and the body will not collapse easily.

I used to practice acupoint massage with an old Chinese medicine practitioner. If you want to learn it, I can teach you."

"That's great." Zheng Juan felt happy after hearing this.

Recently, Zheng's mother has been sleeping longer and longer. The main reason is that Qi and blood are blocked. Zheng Juan is afraid that her mother will never wake up again.

Now that there is a solution, of course we must learn it.

"Okay, come to the cabin with me, and I'll teach you slowly."

"Okay." Zheng Juan responded.

…

Zhou's mother and Zheng Juan went to the small house, and only Lu Tian, ​​Zhou Rong and Zhou Bingkun were left in the big house.

Zhou Bingkun was immersed in creation and stopped talking. Lu Tian asked Zhou Rong: "Zhou Rong, can you still be busy with the work at the sanitation station recently?"

"It's not bad. The Environmental Sanitation Department knows that you are on secondment, so the work of slogans has been reduced a lot.

I can handle just writing the blackboard and webmaster's materials. It's a pity that you just stopped teaching me foreign languages."

"It's okay. I'll continue to teach you when I'm done with the soy sauce factory."

"Then you have to keep your word." Zhou Rong's eyes lit up and she smiled slightly.

"When have I ever regretted what I said? Zhou Rong, have you written any poems recently? Would you like me to read them?" Lu Tian asked.

"No." Zhou Rong shook her head gently.

"What? No more writing?" Lu Tian asked confused.

"I'm not in the mood, and I have no inspiration." Zhou Rong took a long breath and thought a little.

“Sister, if you don’t have inspiration, you’re done looking for it. Life is full of inspiration, so why are you afraid that you can’t find it?

In fact, your poems are much better than that of Feng Huacheng. If you write well, you will definitely achieve higher achievements than him in the future and become the number one female poet in the country."

Hearing Zhou Bingkun mention Feng Huacheng, Zhou Rong's face suddenly changed and she angrily said:

"Bingkun, didn't I tell you? Don't mention Feng Huacheng again in front of me, why did you forget it again?"

"Sister, I forgot. I won't dare to do it next time." Zhou Bingkun didn't know why his sister was angry, so he had to apologize to her.

"Just remember it."

After saying that, a strange expression appeared on Zhou Rong's face. Although this expression flashed by, Lu Tian, ​​who had been with Zhou Rong for more than two months, still clearly caught it.

Zhou Rong is a very clear-minded girl. If she had nothing to worry about, she would not act like this suddenly.

He has been doing well. Zhou Bingkun mentioned that Feng Huacheng seemed like a different person.

Could it be that she thought of Feng Huacheng again and wanted to go to Guizhou again?