Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Why I feel indifferent

The village chief read it briefly and sighed: "This first aid manual is so useful. It covers things that common people often encounter. With this, we can save a lot of unnecessary money and save our relatives and friends from suffering." Okay, just rest for now and I'll let you know when I get back.”

After seeing off the village chief, Nie Yichang stuck his head in and said: "Xiao An educated youth, if this first aid manual is really publicized, you will have done a lot of credit. At least you can find a temporary job in the commune.

I'm not trying to scare you. The work in the fields is really not something that delicate little girls like you can do. "

　Since he helped save Fang Lixi, he unilaterally reconciled with the An brothers and sisters.

Big brothers Qin Dapeng and Shan Teng also opened the door and nodded in agreement, "This kind of opportunity is rare. Xiaoan's educated youth should strive for it. Besides, you can exert more energy in the commune than working in the fields. I believe that as long as the commune leaders are good, , I will definitely give you this opportunity.”

Fei Zheng chuckled and said, "Yes, it is beneficial for Xiao'an, an educated youth, to have a name in the commune."

An Zhiqiu waved his hand and said, "It's just a brochure. The reliability of the methods recorded in it has not yet been verified. How can we think so far ahead? The leaders in the commune must have their own plans." There were no words. Even if he said it all, he also wanted his sister to join the commune so that she wouldn't have to work as hard as Tian Tianxia. But he couldn't show it in front of outsiders.

Pulling her sister into the kitchen, "Xia Xia, what do you think? It is indeed a big deal to be able to promote the brochure to all corners of the country. If the commune leaders want to use this as a springboard for promotion, they must appease you properly. Can you?" It would be better if you don't have to work in the fields and suffer from the wind and sun.

What's more, this will add something to our files for going to the countryside to support construction, and you will get good treatment when you return to the city. "

An Zhixia said with a smile: "Even in the commune, the water inside is also very turbid. We still live our own small life, take it one step at a time, and we can't really suffer the consequences of giving away the credit to others."

"That's right, the commune is not big and nothing can be covered up. I inquire diligently and can't let people get past us." As long as the girl doesn't endure hardship, it doesn't matter to him as a grown man.

In winter, when the water outside turns to ice, people stay indoors and do some handicrafts. Men weave baskets, dustpans, twist twine, tie brooms, etc., while women make shoe soles, insoles, spin and weave cloth. They are never idle. .

 In the courtyard of the educated youth, Liu Yiyue and Fei Zheng also relied on selling shoe soles and insoles to buy some daily necessities. Chen Sike often took Qi Yunlan to the room next door to eat and kill time.

The men borrowed books from each other and occasionally went to the back mountains to hunt for game, but seven or eight times out of ten they came back empty-handed. An Zhiqiu also joined in the fun. Every time he met Fang Yuan, he would always be stuffed with one or two game meat, such as rabbits, pheasants, and sometimes half a wild roe deer, or a delicious bamboo rat. He said it was Xie An Zhixia helped the children sew quilts and clothes.

An Zhiqiu felt embarrassed to take it, but An Zhixia felt very at ease with it.

　　After the New Year, there is no New Year pork sold in the village that does not require tickets but only money. They have a lot of meat tickets, so they go to the town supply and marketing cooperative to buy it. The distance is far, and it is not enough to go back and forth. As for the black market, they just arrived here and don't know anything about it, so it's not easy to go there rashly.

Yifang Yuan provided game meat, which just alleviated the situation and allowed her to eat meat openly and openly every now and then.

Of course, she would keep accounts every time and wait until the Fang family's account was settled before letting her brother take the money to buy it.

“Comrade Qi Yunlan, Comrade Qi Yunlan, after hearing the broadcast, please come to the village committee. Here is a letter from you.

 Let me repeat it again, Comrade Qi Yunlan..."

The sound of the trumpet spread very far in winter. In this era of underdeveloped transportation, letters and telegrams were almost the only communication. Especially in mountain villages where ancestors have been rooted here for generations. Except for those in the family who are serving as soldiers, only educated youths can be heard. The village party secretary called the roll call through the loudspeaker.

About ten days after a year, this is the first letter in the village, enough for everyone to talk about it with envy for a whole day.

Qi Yunlan stood up excitedly upon hearing the sound, took a deep breath before pulling on her clothes, grabbed two candies from the box, and walked out.

An Zhixia, who was sewing spring clothes for the brother and sister, paused with the needle in her hand, frowned slightly, and a plot emerged clearly.

As a reborn heroine, Qi Yunlan took the trouble to move to Hetang Village for the sake of the boss. She just let nature take its course and made friends with the boss, but did not place all her hopes on him. Therefore, in order to make her life easier, she collected many newspapers for research, found the routine and format of the article, and wrote her own articles and submitted them to newspapers.

A modern woman who has read Zhiyin, Storytelling, and micro-novel, and especially likes second, third, and even fifth novels, can naturally stand out among the crowd of uniform manuscripts by selecting a few stories that are not out of the ordinary but deeply touching and slightly packaged. .

If she guessed correctly, this was the acknowledgment letter for Qi Yunlan's first draft.

 There was a money order for more than five yuan, a current newspaper, a receipt and a letter of invitation.

 So, the male and female protagonists have had two or three contacts. The female protagonist asked the only male protagonist with connections in the town to help collect newspapers, and once asked the male protagonist to help mail letters.

 With this draft, their interactions will only become more frequent and in-depth, and they will develop some good feelings that they are not even aware of.

The heroine also relied on several replies from newspapers and magazines every month to become known to villagers and educated youths from all over the country. She was dubbed a "great writer" and became an officer of the publicity department of the commune without any setbacks.

An Zhixia blinked her eyes, why did she feel so happy when she watched it?

When she finally arrived in the world described in the novel, she actually had no feelings for the heroine and couldn't even hide away...

Not long after, Qi Yunlan pushed the door in with a blushing face.

"Hey, did your family send you a letter? Didn't they bring some food with them?" Chen Sike circled around her.

Qi Yunlan chuckled and shook his head, and waved the letter in his hand sheepishly: "I had nothing to do before and submitted an article to the newspaper, but I didn't expect it to be approved. This is the newspaper's reply to me."

Not only Chen Sike screamed in surprise, but Fei Zheng couldn't help but stepped forward out of curiosity.

"What are you making a fuss about? What's the good news?" Nie Yichang couldn't bear his temper and rushed to the door and asked.

"There is a great writer in our yard," Chen Sike was as excited as if he were a writer himself. He snorted at An Zhixia with side eyes and continued to urge Qi Yunlan to open the letter.

Her voice successfully attracted all the educated youths in the yard. Even Hang Xianglei, who was arrogant and full of dandyism, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Which newspaper?"

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