Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 31

Chapter 31 Spring is coming

"How am I a great writer? Don't be ashamed of me," Qi Yunlan said with a pink face and watery eyes as she tore open the thick envelope and took out the neatly folded newspaper. Before she could open it, Chen Sike snatched it and ran to Hang Xianglei to open it.

 A group of people looked at the big title and festive layout, and read in surprise:

“Is this the Spring Festival special edition of Xiahua Youth Daily? I heard that this newspaper is particularly difficult to publish..."

“'Listen, who is singing' is written by Qi Yun,” Yang Jiong recited in a fluent tone.

Everyone listened with rich expressions. The incomparable piety and love for literature and the passion to devote themselves to the construction of the country are worthy of respect.

"It's really well written," Shan Teng praised: "It vividly reflects the beauty of rural construction. There is no exaggeration and the words are simple, which makes it more contagious. I believe that more educated young people will follow this article after reading it. We also respond to the country's call without hesitation, devote ourselves to rural construction, and contribute to the development of the country!”

 An Zhixia…

 She is really not suitable for gatherings of educated youths. This kind of sweetness is a bit off-putting.

"Qi Zhiqing, how do you get the newspaper's reply and read it to us?" Chen Si could see that there was no envy, jealousy or hatred on An Zhixia's face, and it was a bit unsatisfying, so he continued to tease: "If the manuscript is approved, you will get royalties, right? How much can you say? ?"

Other educated youths also looked curious and expectant. Qi Yunlan shook her head helplessly and read the reply with a smile. Everyone nodded with excitement from the editor-in-chief's pertinent and high-level comments. When the editor asked to contribute to the next issue of "Things About Educated Youth," Qi Yunlan's image suddenly grew taller in their hearts.

 Are writers ordinary people?

 Just like the stars across the TV screen, it is a high-level profession that is somewhat far away from them. It requires luck and talent, and is rarely included in everyone's future career plans.

“The royalties are not much, only five yuan.” She took out the five yuan money order from the envelope.

Everyone couldn't help but pass it around again. It clearly stated that the remitter was Xiahua Youth Newspaper!

"Five yuan is a lot. City workers only get thirty or fifty yuan a month. And the editor-in-chief also said that the price will be increased for you in the future." Chen Sike spared no effort to pursue her.

Others also congratulated each other, and it was lively for a while. They made an appointment to celebrate together at noon, since it was already the fifteenth day.

An Zhiqiu came close to her sister and whispered: "My sister doesn't want to develop in that direction, otherwise the invitation letters will come like snowflakes."

An Zhixia glanced at him strangely and said funnyly: "Brother, I have no idea at all, you don't need to comfort me."

Let me ask a big boss who once had more than a billion fans around the world, what do you think?

“Sigh, sister, it's not good for you to be like this. My brother has no use for you anymore,” An Zhiqiu sighed.

“Tomorrow we will officially start working in the fields, brother. Our family's sustenance for a year depends entirely on you,” she patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Don't worry, my brother will get ten work points every day. You can do whatever you want. Don't tire yourself out." After holding back for a whole winter, An educated youth was filled with passion for serving the motherland and was about to pour it out on the yellow soil.

The two brothers and sisters were speechless, and a clear voice sounded in the yard: "Is the educated youth Xiao An here?"

An Zhixia put down her work and walked out with her brother. She saw a pretty little girl wearing a red floral blouse with a white background, black straight pants, and two braided braids. She smiled at them with her basket folded over her head. The vortex is like peach petals falling on the water, rising and falling, which can easily stir people's hearts.

She subconsciously looked at her brother, who was still smiling with a silly smile, his white teeth flashing in the winter sun, making the girl's face turn crimson.

"Xiao An educated youth, you asked my mother to help you hatch the chicks, and you have raised them at home for a few days." As she said this, she lifted the cloth on the basket, revealing a group of chirping, fluffy and lively chicks. "My three hens are all nesting in the nest. My mother is afraid of wasting it, so she put some duck eggs and goose eggs in. They all came out yesterday. Xiao An, look at how energetic they are.

There is no shortage of water in our village. We can drive the ducks and geese out for a day and let them find food on their own without any waste of food. Moreover, geese are very smart and can help look after ducks and houses. Some people even let geese look after their children.

 Do you want it? If not, I will take it back. "

 Twenty chicks, ten ducks, and six geese.

"Yes, we want them all," An Zhiqiu responded quickly, stepped forward to take the basket, lowered his head and teased it curiously for a while, smiled and thanked him, then put the basket next to the kitchen stove.

An Zhixia smiled and pulled Fang Hongye into the house, "Come into the house to warm up, it will take a while for my brother to free the basket."

“No, it's the 15th today. I'm busy making delicious food at home, so I have to go back and help.” Fang Hongye smiled shyly and was about to break away and run back. "You can return the basket later."

 When An Zhiqiu came out with half a basket of things, he looked around doubtfully: "Where are the people?"

Hearing his sister say that she was gone, he muttered again: "Can't you wait for nothing?"

An Zhixia looked at her silly brother, shook her head and left without answering.

 purchasesShe really didn't see any signs of a scumbag in him.

The brothers and sisters of the An family suffered serious financial losses, and in order to prepare for the heavy spring plowing, An Zhixia cooked various soups and porridge every day. Bone soup, chicken rack soup, pigeon soup, sparrow soup, grain porridge, shrimp porridge, etc., so the fire in the kitchen is always burning.

An Zhixia directed her brother to make a circle with firewood close to the stove, spread dry straw, compact it and put in chicks, ducks and geese. Soaking the millet in hot water until soft, she secretly added some artificially prepared nutritious chicken feed.

 The little guys were flapping their wings and reaching out to peck at the food boxes made of bamboo sections, all in high spirits.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other for a while. It was almost noon, and the kitchen next door was very busy. You would get a pound of meat, and he would get a chicken, this place would have a pound of flour, and that place would have half a pound of sesame noodles...

Fei Zheng stood at the door and asked softly: "Do you want to have lunch together?"

The brother and sister looked at each other and shook their heads together. If they go to eat, they will be told by a few gossips that they are fawning over and asking for peace unilaterally. If they don't eat, they are afraid of being said to be jealous and intolerant. People on both sides are saying, why are they moving forward?

 Don't you taste good food at home?

She sighed softly and felt a little envious: "Okay, I'll go help Qi Zhiqing." She was alone. In order to make her life easier, she had to keep a low profile and be neutral. If there was a man who could support her, she would want to live a more comfortable life.

Glancing at the handsome man who was whispering to her sister and smiling cleanly, she pursed the corners of her lips and turned around, with a ray of glow on her cheeks.

 (End of this chapter)

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