Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 29 Reading Club

Commune Post Office.

It was the same girl with two big braids, and He Ping handed over the money order.

"Ah! Your novel has been published again." Mao Chunhua said in surprise.

"Yeah, they were sent together last time, and this one was sent a little slower."

"It's amazing. I've met a few people who contributed, but no one is like you. You submit it once and publish it."

The girl's words and the adoring expression on her face made He Ping very helpful, but she still had to pretend to be very humble on the surface.

"I'm not sure about submitting it, maybe it just suits the editor's taste."

The girl chatted while withdrawing money from He Ping.

"What's the name of the novel published this time?"

"The Heartbroken, a science fiction novel."

"Ah, I saw what you posted last time. Is it a science fiction novel like "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea"?"

"The genre is the same, but the content is different. Hey, do you still read science fiction?"

"Of course, it's just that there are not so many." Mao Chunhua whispered to He Ping, "And the ones that are very difficult to handle are all written by foreign writers."

A scent floated into He Ping's nose, "That's right."

Mao Chunhua handed the money to He Ping, "Are you free this time? We have a book club this weekend."

"The team is very busy..."

Just as He Ping was about to make an excuse, he saw the girl's mouth pouted with a seductive gleam.

He Ping said out of nowhere, "I'll take some time off this weekend."

Mao Chunhua smiled sweetly at this talent.

He Ping counted the money, and there was a total of more than 160 yuan. "Science Fiction World" paid He Ping eight yuan per thousand characters, which was a bit higher than that of "Contemporary".

When he got out of the post office, He Ping gave himself a mouthful in annoyance, something unbelievable, seeing a pretty girl with no one to tell the truth.

Back in Hantun, He Ping and Xu Laocai researched the feed. Domestic chickens can cope with a la carte leaves and coarse grains, but the daily food needs of thousands of chickens in a chicken farm is not a small amount, and nutrition must be prepared Balanced feed, after all, the earlier the chicks grow up and lay eggs, the earlier the chicken farm will be profitable.

Grain, earthworms, vegetables, wild vegetables, wheat bran, and rice bran are the main sources of feed. Xu Laocai determined the feed ratio for He Ping and the approximate daily amount needed by the chicken farm.

He Ping asked the old team leader to use the loudspeaker to broadcast, and asked the commune members to provide these materials on a family-by-family basis.

The process of collecting feed materials is not smooth. Many families have their own poultry and livestock, and some families do not have enough of their own. Sometimes they even feed some grain.

After two days of harvesting, a total of [-] catties of cabbage, [-] catties of wild vegetables, [-] catties of wheat bran, and [-] catties of rice bran were harvested.

He Ping looked at the feed ingredients in front of him, everything is difficult at the beginning!
There are only [-] chickens in the chicken farm now, and the feed should last for half a month.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. It seems that you can't count on the help of the members, and you can only find a way by yourself.

He Ping and Han Zhaojun spent a few days traveling around several communes to collect fresh eggs. The next most important thing was to hatch the chicks.

Now He Ping's hatching business has been changed from shot to shot. When the chicken farm was built, the team specially built an hatch room. It was said to be an hatch room, but in fact it was a house with a heated kang, which also served as a duty room for night shift personnel.

He Ping and Han Zhaojun are the managers of the chicken farm, so they cannot stay in the chicken farm all the time.But the chicken farm is inseparable from people 24 hours a day. During the day, the women in the two teams are responsible for feeding the chickens, letting the chickens out, and cleaning the chicken coop. work points.

When the fresh eggs were retrieved, He Ping divided them into two batches for hatching.

Now there are more people in the chicken farm, and the hatching does not require He Ping to watch it all day long. He and Xiao Zhuer come to watch during the day, and Han Zhaojun and the night shift staff watch at night.

Finally able to get a full sleep, He Ping felt that his whole body was much more energetic.

That night, Mao Chunhua couldn't wait to return to his room after dinner.

"This girl, I don't know how to help clean up the dishes. Let's see which man dares to ask you for such a delicious and lazy product." The mother scolded.

The father who was eating comforted: "Forget it, kid."

"Still young? You're already 21. It's time to find your in-law's family. I don't know what to look for."

"Don't worry, our daughter is beautiful, I can't find any young man, so pick slowly."

"You just get used to it. I think you'll be an old girl at home, so don't worry about it." The mother gave her husband a look and said angrily.

"Oh, it won't happen, it will be fine in a year or two, just eat and eat."

In the bedroom, Mao Chunhua was leaning against the head of the bed, holding the magazine that just arrived today. The words "Science Fiction World" were very prominent on the cover. This was also an invisible benefit for her to work at the post office, and she could read various magazines and newspapers for free.

After reading the novel in one breath, Mao Chunhua was moved to tears, the writing is really good.

She recalled the two meetings with He Ping, what kind of person can write touching words.

The girl in Huaichun fell asleep full of emotion and admiration.

On weekends, He Ping got up early, packed up and went to the commune.

Today is to attend Mao Chunhua's reading club.

Mao Chunhua's house is on the back street of the commune compound, which Mao Chunhua told him before leaving last time.

He Ping went to the place and looked around, and saw Mao Chunhua waving to him from a long distance away.

"I'm afraid you won't find it the first time you come."

"Your home is quite easy to find."

The two entered Mao Chunhua's house talking and laughing.

"Chunhua, who is this?"

A young man who came to Mao Chunhua's house early and was sweeping the floor saw Mao Chunhua and He Ping walking in talking and laughing, and asked with an unnatural expression.

"This is He Ping, from the Hantun brigade." Mao Chunhua introduced, "This is Li Feng, from the county cultural center."

"Hello, hello." He Ping stepped forward to shake hands very politely.

Li Feng was in his early twenties by face, and he shook hands with He Ping stiffly. It seemed that he was interested in Mao Chunhua. At this age, when a boy of this age sees a girl he likes in contact with the opposite sex, he will immediately show it on his face. He Ping was a little funny.

When Mao Chunhua introduced He Ping as Han Tun's, Li Feng subconsciously underestimated him. He turned out to be a member of the brigade below. Seeing Mao Chunhua's warm attitude towards He Ping, Li Feng felt a little unbalanced.

In this day and age, it is very common for people like Li Feng and others who eat the imperial food to have a sense of superiority towards rural people.

"It seems Comrade Li Feng thinks of you."

He Ping joked with Mao Chunhua after sitting down.

Mao Chunhua blushed instantly, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense, you don't know, when I shook his hand just now, that hand was stiff."

"We are classmates in elementary school and junior high school, not what you think." Mao Chunhua explained, as if afraid of He Ping's misunderstanding.

"I know, if you two were related, he wouldn't behave like this." He Ping said with a smile.

Li Feng still cares about Mao Chunhua very much, it can be seen from his busy schedule, of course, it does not rule out that he is naturally diligent.

It's just that this kid just glanced over after finishing his work, which made He Ping a little uncomfortable.

He Ping was thinking that I didn't do anything, buddy, what do you mean by staring at me all the time.

People from the reading club arrived at Mao Chunhua's house one after another. When everyone was there, Mao Chunhua clapped his hands.

"Welcome everyone to this week's book club. Today I invited you to Comrade He Ping. Comrade He Ping has just published two novellas in two magazines."

Mao Chunhua's introduction surprised everyone. Literature lovers who can publish novels in magazines are at the top of the food chain in their reading club and even in the circle of literature lovers in Ping County.

Li Feng curled his lips inwardly, what's so great, my article has also been published in newspapers.

(End of this chapter)