With this mission, the two elders at least have a goal in their lives in Yanjing.

For two people who have lived in the countryside all their lives, this goal is very important if they want to stay in Yanjing for a long time.

In a flash, half of December has passed, and in another half month it will be New Year’s Day.

Lin Chaoyang has also written most of the novels he has been writing. These days, Zhu Changsheng will appear in the Yanda Library or the Overseas Chinese Apartment every two days, and he is barely following Lin Chaoyang around the clock.

That evening, after work, he ran to the Overseas Chinese Apartment again.

Lin Chaoyang frowned as soon as he saw him, "Lao Zhu, you are always like this, who will dare to contribute to your "Contemporary" in the future? If you stick it, you can't get rid of it!"

Zhu Changsheng did not feel dissatisfied and said kindly: "Isn't this also to help you correct typos?"

Lin Chaoyang was unable to refute this strong reason.

I have to say that it is good for Lin Chaoyang to have him watch with such dedication.

Zhu Changsheng showed up every two days to review the manuscript online and found out some minor flaws in the manuscript in time. He often discussed the next creation with Lin Chaoyang, which indeed helped Lin Chaoyang improve a lot of efficiency.

After chatting for a while, Zhu Changsheng asked Lin Chaoyang for the manuscripts of the past two days. Lin Chaoyang handed the manuscripts to him. He leaned back on the sofa and read the novel with full concentration.

"After the novel is finished, he shouldn't come back again, right?"

While cooking in the kitchen, Tao Yushu asked Lin Chaoyang quietly.

Lin Chaoyang asked: "Don't you welcome Lao Zhu?"

"That's not the case. It's because Mom always murmured that she disliked Old Zhu for coming to help me."

In Ge You's words, in this era, whether it is an urban family or a rural family, in terms of diet, "the landlords have no surplus food."

Each household's food stamps are fixed for one month. It doesn't matter if friends come over for a meal, but it doesn't matter if they come all the time. It's equivalent to the family missing a child's rations. Zhang Guiqin's mood is understandable.

But Lin Chaoyang laughed when he heard this, "You didn't tell her. We take care of one meal every two days, so we hired an editor to follow the manuscript. We made the profit."

Tao Yushu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "I'll say that next time."

When the kitchen was finishing cooking, Zhu Changsheng sat quietly on the sofa reading a manuscript, which was extremely quiet.

When the food was ready, Lin Chaoyang came over to call him.

"Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu, it's time to eat!"
Chapter completed!