Chapter 349 (1/2)
”Yes.” Yihaoen nodded. Yiruier bought her a desktop computer at home when she was in primary school. But Yilan Youdu didn't give her a computer when she was in high school: ”I'll let Liancheng choose one for you tomorrow.”
”Good.” Yilanyou smiled and nodded. Liancheng was reassured. She talked about the computer. Yilanyou looked at yihaon, and her eyes turned and said, ”Dad, I saw a novel today that was very scary.”
”What novel?” Asked ihorn.
”It's about that the company of the protagonist's family has gone out of the house, the assets of the family have been transferred, and then the protagonist's father has nothing and is cheated by the trusted person, and then he kills himself.” As elanyou said, he watched the expression of elanyoun: ”then, the protagonist was still young and had no ability to survive. His father died again, leaving nothing to the protagonist and her mother. They were bullied and impoverished. Her mother could not accept the fact that her father committed suicide. She hanged herself when the protagonist was not at home.”
When yhorn's hand shook, the tofu just picked up fell back into the pot, and the splashed soup dripped onto his hand, which made him relax and smile awkwardly. Yhorn said, ”it's a novel after all, and the novel is written by the author to deceive people.”
”Yes.” Ilanyou also smiled: ”I don't think it's true. What other people write about the novel of rebirth, that is, the protagonist lives to his youth after his death, and wants to change the tragic ending that will happen in the future.”
”Is it? Now the author really dare to write anything Ihorn said with a smile, ”if a person is dead, he is dead. Where is the possibility of rebirth? Don't teach the children bad.”
”Yes. I think so, too. ” Elanyou saw that elanyoun was very resistant to his previous examples, so he decided to slow down the speed of brain washing a little: ”little man likes to watch this kind of thing, and also introduced it to me.”
”To distinguish fiction from reality.” Ihorn nodded and said, ”you still need to focus on learning. Novels are a kind of thing. It's good to spend time when you have nothing to do.”
”Yes.” Yilanyou nodded: ”they all say that art comes from life and is higher than life. Some novels are fake, some are not impossible.” Yilanyou took another sip of soup and said, ”now my game studio feels pretty good. It may be transformed into a company in the future. At that time, if Xiaoman did something that betrayed me, I might not be able to think about it.”
”How can I do that? You have family.” Ihorn frowned.
”Yeah, I'm just kidding.” Ilan you solemnly looked at Ian: ”no matter what, there are still family members.” In any case, we should first change the ending of ehun's suicide: ”with family, what can't go over?”
”You know.” Ihorn was relieved when he heard that. Now it's easy for children of this age to think more. Recently, he also watched many high school students' suicides. As a father, he was worried.
”Dad, try this little dish I made.” Yilanyou pushed the dish forward: ”how does it taste?”
Ihorn took a sip and nodded. ”It's delicious.” Crispy and refreshing, with moderate saltiness.
”Hee hee.” Ilanyou smiled and then said with one hand on his chin, ”Dad, are you happy that you work so hard now?”
”All right.” Ihorn thought for a moment: ”it's not about being happy or unhappy. It's always worth living.”