Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 31 Dad?dad!
The reading club lasted all morning, and the new member He Ping was warmly welcomed by everyone. There was a fellow in the reading club who could publish articles in newspapers and magazines, which made everyone feel honored.

The one who enjoyed this kind of treatment before was Li Feng, who once published an article on tofu cubes in the regional newspaper "Yingcheng Daily".

Now that the book club has come to He Ping, who is able to publish novels in magazines one after another, Li Feng's status in the book club has declined visibly.

What makes Li Feng most uncomfortable is the attitude of his sweetheart Mao Chunhua towards He Ping, which makes him completely separated.

Everyone left one after another, Mao Chunhua was still chatting with He Ping, completely oblivious to Li Feng who was still helping to clean up.

The resentment emanating from Li Feng's body even prevented Liu Aixia, who was cleaning with him, from approaching.

"It's your first time here, why don't you stay for lunch at noon."

"no need."

"Your home is so far away from the commune, eat some food before leaving." Mao Chunhua invited again.

Hearing Mao Chunhua's invitation, Li Feng seemed to hear the sound of his heart breaking.

You can eat whatever you want, so why invite him to dinner.

Why?Why?
He's only here for the first day, and I've been here for so many days, and you didn't say you invited me to have dinner at your house.

Shivering cold.

Li Feng ignored the surprised eyes of his friends, threw down the broom, and left with tears in his eyes in grief and indignation.

Unable to withstand Mao Chunhua's repeated persuasion, He Ping had no choice but to stay.

"Huh? Li Feng is gone, I still want to keep him for lunch."

He Ping noticed Li Feng's reaction the whole time. It really was licking the dog, licking the dog, and nothing left after licking.

The little friend who was sweeping the floor silently complained in his heart, you should have said it earlier, or else you have to be patient in life, let's take a look, and have another meal.

Mao Chunhua cooks, He Ping helps, the two chat and laugh, the atmosphere is lively.

The little friend Liu Aixia, who had a slightly low sense of presence, stretched out her hand for a long time, but found that she couldn't do anything to help.

"Oh, Liu Aixia, you're still here, I think you're gone."

Liu Aixia thought that I was an eyesore, so she said directly, this woman is ungrateful for her lust, and no one can stop her from chasing men.

"Ah, I'm leaving. I picked up the broom and left." Liu Aixia pretended to put away her things, "Chunhua, then I'm leaving."

"Hey, okay, I won't send you off."

"No, no, you go back..." The little friend who walked out of the room saw that Mao Chunhua didn't move, and held back the polite words on his lips.

snort!Women have the opposite sex but no humanity.

He Ping sat at the dining table and watched Mao Chunhua serve all the dishes.

"Chunhua, haven't you done too much?"

"A lot? It's okay, our family usually eats like this."

He Ping burst into tears in silence, maybe this is a rich family.

"Come on, He Ping, try this, it's delicious."

Mao Chunhua kept picking up vegetables for He Ping, and that enthusiasm made He Ping feel vigilant.

Could it be that this girl is greedy for my treasure... Bah, my royalties?
He Ping tasted a few mouthfuls of the dishes, and the taste was really good. The dishes he usually made at home were the same as pig food.

"delicious."

"You can eat more if it's delicious." Seeing that He Ping loves food so much, Mao Chunhua showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"I can smell it outside the yard. The sun came out from the west today. The old lady is cooking today."

A hearty male voice came from outside the door, He Ping and Mao Chunhua looked towards the door.

"dad?"

"Director Mao?"

From full of smiles to endless astonishment, Director Mao's rich facial expressions beat all the little fresh meats of later generations.

"He Ping? Why are you here? How did you two know each other?"

Although he didn't do anything bad, He Ping felt guilty for no reason.

Director Mao's serious questioning tone made him quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and was about to speak.

"Dad, He Ping is here to participate in our study club today, and I'll keep him for a meal."

Director Mao looked at the two suspiciously, "Study club?"

"Yes, we just left. Dad, haven't you eaten yet, hurry up and eat."

Mao Chunhua pushed Director Mao to his seat and served him a bowl of rice.

"Okay, today's dish is rich, and neither your mother nor I have enjoyed the treatment."

If it weren't for the fact that Director Mao was the leader, this attitude made people feel like a spring breeze, but why did this sound so awkward.

"Dad~" Mao Chunhua scolded.

"Eat and eat."

He Ping had seen a moving picture before, a frightened big golden retriever slammed for dog food.

He never thought that he could experience this feeling in his life.

A bowl of rice went into my stomach without chewing much.

"He Ping, I'm serving you some." Mao Chunhua stood up.

"No need, I'm full." He Ping quickly refused, still eating?What a joke, it's business to finish eating and run away.

He Ping felt that there must be a big word "Danger" on the top of his head at this time.

Director Mao smiled at him while eating, with a tigerish expression on his face, which made He Ping feel uncomfortable.

"Hehe, what did you read today?"

"Dad, you don't know, He Ping is so amazing, he published a novel on "Science Fiction World", and the writing is touching."

Mao Chunhua said to his father in a charming tone.

He Ping was in a cold sweat when he heard that, girl, let's be reserved, the more you do this, the faster I will die.

Director Mao had a surprised expression on his face, "Another article has been published?"

"En." He Ping didn't dare to speak, so he nodded.

Only then did Director Mao show his usual smile, "Not bad, not bad, Xiao He has published another work so soon, it seems that he has put in a lot of effort."

This is the familiar Director Mao, "It's a fluke."

"Looks like the commune is going to spend again."

He Ping said nothing.

Mao Chunhua asked curiously, "What did you spend?"

Director Mao explained: "Xiao He is now the key training target of our commune. Every time he publishes a work in a magazine, our commune will reward him."

"Really, that's great." Mao Chunhua clapped his hands.

Director Mao sighed secretly, with mixed feelings.

He also asked about the operation of He Ping's chicken farm. He Ping said that there are currently [-] chicks in stock, and [-] chicks are in the process of hatching. It is expected that they will not be able to produce profits until November.

It may be because of being at home, but Director Mao didn't ask in depth, but just asked He Ping not to forget about literary creation while doing a good job in the chicken farm.

He Ping nodded in agreement.

After finally getting through the meal, He Ping couldn't wait to bid farewell to Director Mao and his daughter, not even wanting to go to the commune to collect subsidies.

The longer you are on enemy territory, the greater your chances of being exposed.

First tease as respect.

Mao Chunhua looked at He Ping's back with reluctance, and turned around with a girlish Huaichun expression, which made Director Mao look straight.

Director Mao can only lament that female college students are not allowed to stay.

(End of this chapter)