After many years, Zhou Yan once again enjoyed the warm heat of the Kang. He slumped on the bed, watched TV, and occasionally sent text messages to his little girlfriend. It was a wonderful experience.
Although he could design a fire pit in his new house, he considered that his future wife might light the house on fire when she burned the wood stove, so Zhou Yan could only settle for the next best thing and install a fashionable fireplace.
During the Chinese New Year, Zhou Yan wanted to hide on the kang and seek peace and quiet, but just when he was happily watching CCTV 10 and listening to Zhao Zhongxiang's magnetic explanation, "trouble" came.
"Zhou Yan, the box office of "Yue Nv Sword" in its first week exceeded 30 million!"
You can tell from Zhao Ying's excited voice that the box office results are good.
Of course, the outstanding performance of the entertainment industry is all due to the support of peers: "The Golden Armor", which is relatively good, has just been offline and has lost popularity among the public. In the remaining Lunar New Year slots, there is no one who can play it.
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Moreover, "Yue Nv Sword" also takes advantage of the subject matter: the cartoon is suitable for all ages; it is related to martial arts, which can attract many young people; and the ink animation is enough to evoke many dusty memories of those born in the 1960s and 1970s... "Oh!"
Zhou Yan's simple "Oh" obviously did not satisfy Zhao Ying.
"You brat, what's your attitude?"
Zhou Yan thought to himself that it was bad, and quickly added: "Sister Ying, thank you for your hard work!"
"That's pretty much it! Oh, and if you have time..."
Halfway through, Zhao Ying suddenly remembered that Zhou Yan couldn't access the Internet without a laptop, and these machines were all monochrome walnut machines. She could only sigh helplessly: "Forget it, I can't count on you anymore."
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"Sister Ying, if you have anything to do, please speak directly..."
"Excuse me, Master Zhou. Please send a thank you note in the blog space to thank Master Jin."
"You can have this!"
Zhou Yan quickly edited a string of codes and sent it to his online SMS platform.
In less than a second, many people who followed [Mo Shengwu] found new news in this guy’s blog: Thanks to Master Jin for his trust and love, and thanks to the masters of Shanghai Art Film Studio for their enlightenment...
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"Zhou Yan, how did you do it?!"
"No comment!"
"Hmph, I know even if you don't tell me, it's just that the account has been managed! It's okay! It's dead!"
As soon as Zhao Ying hung up the phone, the call from her eldest sister, Wang Han, came: "Brother, congratulations!"
Zhou Yan scratched his hair: "Boss, do we need to be so polite?"
"Oh, and my cousin asked me to thank you on his behalf!"
Zhou Yan could roughly understand the reason why his elder sister's cousin thanked him, but he could only choose to pretend to be stupid: "Boss, where did this come from?"
"You're pretending to be stupid with me, right?"
Zhou Yan could imagine the way the elder sister on the other side of the phone was blowing her beard and glaring while pretending to be angry, and quickly explained: "It's about the Swiss powdered Damascus pattern steel. Don't worry, your brother, I still have it!"
"I just know how to act stupid," Wang Han said a little helplessly, "Also, my classmate is doing the final testing of the air purifier hardware you made before the holiday, and the filter elements are almost ready!"
"That's good!" Zhou Yan nodded with satisfaction.
"Also, let me ask you something," Wang Han's voice carried a hint of gossip, "You and Ruoshu..."
"I went to see a movie yesterday and went to the supermarket! Speaking of which..." Zhou Yan was a little proud, with a bright smile on his face, "This is the first time I've watched my own work in a cinema!"
"Then, the on-base success?"
Little dirty bitch!
Zhou Yan rolled his eyes helplessly: "Boss, you are still single, how do you know so much?"
"What are your plans for Valentine's Day?"
"No comment!"
I hung up the phone and continued to watch life, old age, illness, death, and reproduction on the Serengeti prairie...
After a while, my father and mother came back, changed out of their work clothes, and crowded onto the kang shivering.
"I just said you would give me a hand...hiss..."
Dad suddenly put his hand into his clothes, which made Zhou Yan shiver.
"Mom, look at Lao Zhou..."
"Old guy, he's almost fifty, and he still acts like a child!"
"Hehe..." Father Zhou Yan just smiled and didn't bother to refute.
Zhou Yan, who was watching the excitement, nodded with satisfaction, thought for a moment, and asked his father: "Dad, does the pig farm need to be equipped with a set of hot water supply equipment? It will also be convenient to clean the pig house in winter!" p>
"I plan to use automatic cleaning next year..." Zhou Zhenghai frowned, "Hot water can be connected to the cleaning nozzle, but this boiling water..."
"Solar energy is enough!" Zhou Yan came up with a solution very easily, "It would be best to add a biogas digester..."
"Solar energy?" Zhou Yan's face suddenly became very strange, "Our family has just used solar energy for a few years, and these pigs..."
"It's enough to equip pigs with simple iron pipes. You can make them yourself. Moreover, this thing can also block light in summer..."
"That's true..." Zhou Zhenghai nodded in agreement, thought for a moment, and looked back at Zhou Yan, "Son, if you want to do it, just do the whole set. If you have any ideas, let me ask..."
"Okay..."
Zhou Yan naturally took great care of his own things. After lunch, he began to use text messages to assign tasks to his broilers and collect information...
Just over two hours later, Zhou Yan received a text message prompting, "The task has been completed." But he didn't have a computer at hand, so he could only put it aside temporarily...
After dinner, Zhou Yan originally wanted to enjoy the warmth of the fire while there was still some time before going to bed, but as soon as he got up, he was pulled down by his father. The reason was to visit...
Father Zhou Yan is from the "zheng" generation, with four brothers, four brothers, whose names are Shui, Yang, Hai and He.
Because his grandparents died early, the oldest elder in Grandpa Zhou Yan’s branch is his uncle Zhou Zhengshui.
Zhou Yan's eldest uncle and second uncle are almost thirty years older than Zhou Yan's father, Zhou Zhenghai. Therefore, the cousins from both families have already married, and there are usually fewer people visiting the two families. p>
No matter which family it is, after entering the door, the elders will stare at Zhou Yan for a moment, and then praise Zhou Yan, "We haven't seen him for a few months, and he has grown again."
The next step is to praise the food in other schools for being better.
Zhou Yan suddenly wanted to plead grievances for the system: It was clearly the "Foundation Building Pill" and "Episode of the Origin Pill" provided by the system that forcibly increased his height by ten centimeters, and as a result, he was charged for the school meals...
It coincides with the Chinese New Year, and the older generation has come from hard times. Every year at the end of the year, they like to prepare a lot of traditional snacks, such as sweet and oily fruits, deep-fried peanuts, and steamed buns.
The elders taught me, but I dare not resign.
Even though he knew that these snacks were high in oil, sugar and calories, Zhou Yan could only continue with a smile...
Next, nothing will happen to Zhou Yan.
The elders talked about the weather, moisture, harvest, and family affairs. Zhou Yan couldn't talk to him and could only listen on the sidelines.
Two uncles and one brother-in-law, after visiting three stores, returned home, it was almost past nine o'clock in the evening.
Before going to bed, after greeting my girlfriend, I got into bed, covered my head and fell asleep.
The mattress beneath him had been warmed by the electric blanket, and with the thick quilt, it was warm, but it reminded Zhou Yan of the suffocation he felt when he was wrapped in sweaters and cotton-padded clothes for the winter...
