The Literary Hero of the Republic of China (民国之文豪) [MTL]

Chapter 117- 118

　　Chapter 117 Lack of money

　　Huo Ying frowned and said with a smile: "Such a novel should be published, haha, it's a joy to read."

　　Fu Yun'an didn't speak, but he had the same thought as Huo Ying. He also felt that reading this novel made people feel happy.

　　Of course, he felt happy, and some people might not feel so, but he didn't care.

　　"By the way, Tianxing really dares to say anything and write anything." Huo Ying said again: "I'm getting more and more curious about him. I don't know what kind of person he is."

　　"Maybe you know him." Fu Yun'an said, it is impossible for a person like Tianxing to be unknown in Shanghai, and the circle in Shanghai is only that big. He and his second brother probably know Tianxing.

　　I don't know which one it is.

　　When Fu Yun'an and Huo Ying read the letter, Mu Qiong had already picked up Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu from the orphanage, and then went home with them.

　　Zhu Wanwan has been very active in learning English recently. When she was in the orphanage, she tried to speak English with Jin Huailai as much as possible, and she even listened to the class of Jiang Chenhai, a new teacher from Ping An Middle School. She has learned English more and more. the better.

　　Today, she also did not forget to learn English on the way home. She kept talking to Mu Qiong in English and didn't stop until the door.

　　But at the door of the house, Mu Qiong said: "Mother, I'll go to Fu's house to have a look, you and Changyu go wash up first."

　　"Okay." Zhu Wanwan agreed, and said, "I'll warm the water for you in the pot then."

　　Mu Qiong nodded in response, and then went to knock on the door next door.

　　Fu Yun'an suddenly disappeared, maybe he was sick, he couldn't be indifferent.

　　The door opened quickly, and it was the coachman of the Fu family who came to open the door.

　　Seeing Mu Qiong, the coachman asked, "Mr. Mu, are you okay?"

　　"It's nothing... Is Fu Yun'an here?" Mu Qiong asked.

　　"Mr. Fu is not here. He hasn't come back since he went out yesterday," said the coachman.

　　It turned out that Fu Yun'an was not there, no wonder he didn't come to look for him. Mu Qiong asked again: "Where did he go?"

　　The coachman said, "I don't know...Mr. Mu, would you like to come in and have a seat?"

　　Fu Yun'an was not there, and there was nothing to sit on, Mu Qiong refused.

　　When Mu Qiong came home, Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu had already started to boil the water. When the water was heated, Mu Changyu carried the water to take a bath first, followed by Zhu Wanwan, and he waited for the last to wash.

　　When Mu Qiong took a shower and went to bed, Fu Yun'an had just returned home.

　　Then I learned from the coachman that Mu Qiong had come.

　　His mood immediately improved.

　　So the next day, when Mu Qiong went out, he saw Fu Yun'an coming out from the next door, and smiled at him: "Morning."

　　"Meet" again.

　　Fu Yun'an asked the Hope Monthly to publish "Contagion", but it was just a one-sentence matter, but it made the Hope Monthly very busy and turned his back on his horse.