A group of people came to Lin Chaoyang's home. After a brief introduction, someone helped Lin Chaoyang and his wife cook. Li Tuo, Chen Jiangong, and Wang Zengqi were responsible for livening up the atmosphere. They quickly became familiar with each other and got along well.

The atmosphere is also more relaxed and harmonious.

"Teacher Lin, let me do something!" Wang Anyi came to the kitchen and volunteered.

"Don't call me Teacher Lin, just call me Chaoyang." Lin Chaoyang said with a smile.

The reason why Wang Anyi called Lin Chaoyang Teacher Lin was because Lin Chaoyang gave lectures to these students when she was studying at the Central Literature Institute the year before last.

Lin Chaoyang was young but well-known in the literary world. Wang Anyi was not the character of Zhang Manling. She couldn't pronounce the word "Chaoyang". After holding it in for two seconds, she said: "Then I'll call you Lao Lin."

Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "That's okay."

He then said to Wang Anyi: "If you want to work, just help me chop some garlic."

"good."

Wang Anyi responded and started to pick up two heads of garlic. Her movements were clumsy. It was obvious that she rarely did this kind of work.

She comes from a privileged family. Her father, Wang Xiaoping, is a director of Shanghai People's Art Theatre, and her mother, Ru Zhijuan, is a well-known writer. It can be said that she belongs to a literary family.

She stood next to Tao Yushu, and the two of them chatted about household matters while working.

At this moment, Tao Yumo, who had been missing since the morning, finally appeared, rushed into the kitchen and shouted: "Sister, I will help you with the work."

The person next to him was quiet and calm, and the person opposite was urgent and noisy. The strong contrast made Tao Yushu feel irritable in his heart.

"Why did you go so early? There are so many people, are you still needed?"
Chapter completed!