Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 51
The grievance on Xu Jiaojiao's face froze instantly.

The crowd watching from the side watched the excitement, and no one was willing to leave.

Even the people who received the food before heard that there was a good show here, locked the food in the cabinet, and came back in a hurry.

It's no wonder everyone likes to join in the fun, it's just that there are too few entertainments these days, there is such a live version of a good show, how can I be willing to miss it.

"How? Borrow? With so many people watching, I can't rely on you. If you say that I will pay you back in the spring of the next year, we have been friends for more than ten years. Don't you trust me?" The arc of Shen Zhihuan's mouth gradually increase.

Look at her jokes, but there is a price to pay.

Xu Jiaojiao lowered her head and remained silent.

Cao Erxiang always likes to say outside that all the money earned by her family Xu Jiaojiao is in Xu Jiaojiao's hands, and the family does not get a cent. When Xu Jiaojiao gets married in the future, the money will be Xu Jiaojiao's dowry.

"Don't say anything now? I dare you to worry that you are just eating your mouth?" Shen Zhihuan sneered.

The atmosphere in the grain drying yard was inexplicably stiff.

Everyone's eyes turned back and forth on several people.

Seeing it, Xu Jiaojiao wished she could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

If she knew that Shen Zhihuan was so shameless, she wouldn't come to her no matter what.

At this time, someone shouted from the outside of the grain drying field, "Is Shen Zhihuan from the tenth production team of Panshi Village here?"

"Yes!" Shen Zhihuan said hastily.

Unable to suppress their curiosity, everyone turned around and followed the sound.

A postman in his forties, wearing green overalls, was standing by the [-]th pole, looking over here.

There was some interest in everyone's eyes.

Shen Zhihuan went to the postman through the crowd of onlookers. Seeing this, Li Qiuhua was afraid that his daughter would suffer, so he hurriedly asked Xiao Weidong to watch the food, and followed Shen Zhihuan out.

"I am Shen Zhihuan."

"I went to your house, and the door of your house is locked. I only found out that you are here after I asked a fellow passing by." The postman said as he took out two magazines from the canvas pocket on the back seat of the [-]-wheeler. and a bulging letter.

"Thank you!" Shen Zhi smiled happily and took the letter and magazine.

"No hard work! No hard work! You don't even know, the postman from Chuancheng said, let us take good care of your letters and items, saying that you are not only the pride of our Shuangsha Town, but also the pride of our entire Sichuan city! ’ the postman waved.

"You're exaggerating too much." Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

She was just dabbling in the light of dawn.

How can it be proud? !
She would not dare to lend her some guts if she had to put it aside for a few years...

"It's not an exaggeration at all. You are the first writer in Sichuan City to appear in a magazine in the capital. You are the golden phoenix flying out of our mountain." The postman said a little excitedly.

"Comrade, you mean that the article written by my daughter has been printed in this magazine?" Li Qiuhua looked at the postman in disbelief and said.

"Yes, old sister-in-law, you have given birth to an amazing daughter! From now on, you can just wait and enjoy the happiness!" The postman said with a smile.

write an essay?
Still printed in a magazine?
All the onlookers were stunned!
The vast majority of people in the village lived most of their lives without even knowing what the magazine looked like.

I always feel that magazines are something that is out of reach.

"Comrade, do you mean that the article written by Zhihuan girl has been printed in this magazine?" Wang Tiezhu was afraid that he had misheard, so he pointed to the magazine in Shen Zhihuan's hand and asked the postman.

"Yes! That's what you understand." The postman nodded.

"Comrade Shen Zhihuan, may I make a presumptuous request?" the postman turned his head to look at Shen Zhihuan, and asked a little embarrassedly.

"Borrow money, no, borrow food, no." Shen Zhihuan blinked at the postman.

"No! No!" The postman waved his hand.

"Can I exchange food stamps for a copy of your magazine? My daughter likes your articles, but this magazine and newspaper have long been sold out in the capital..." the postman said with difficulty.

Without even thinking about it, Shen Zhihuan took out a magazine and handed it to the postman.

The postman took the magazine and quickly took out food stamps.

"There is no need for food stamps. It is my honor that your daughter likes my articles. How can I still ask for your food stamps!" Shen Zhihuan smiled lightly.

Wang Tiezhu looked at the magazine in the hand of the postman, feeling so hateful in his heart!

His pig brain.

I didn't know that I had asked Zhihuan girl for it earlier, and now I'm done.

Postman: "What an embarrassment!"

"What's so embarrassing about this, in the eyes of those who like it, it is a beautiful article, but in the eyes of those who don't like it, it has not been used for firewood!" Shen Zhihuan waved his hand casually.

The postman left thankfully, and Shen Zhihuan calmly handed the letter and magazines to Xiao Weidong, preparing to help Li Qiuhua carry the food home.

In the corner, someone kicked Li Jiabao.

Li Jiabao, who understood in an instant, went straight to Li Qiuhua's mother and son, "Aunt Li, let me carry it for you."

Without waiting for Li Qiuhua to nod, he swiftly threw the two bags of food onto his shoulders.

Seeing Li Jiabao striding towards the west of the village, the mother and son reluctantly followed.

"Girl Zhihuan, can you...can you...lend the magazine to Uncle Tie Zhu?" Wang Tiezhu, who was afraid of being cut off again, chased after him cheekily.

Shen Zhihuan took the magazine from Xiao Weidong and handed it to Wang Tiezhu, "If Uncle Tiezhu doesn't mind, just take it! It's useless for me to keep it."

Feelings, ideals, ambitions...

She really didn't.

Writing articles is just to earn some great unity that can be displayed on the surface.

Wang Tiezhu was overjoyed, but he declined and said, "How can this be done? This is you..."

"There's nothing wrong with it. My younger brother is still young, and my mother can't read. It will still accumulate dust at home. Why don't you give it to Uncle Tie Zhu?"

"Uncle Tie Zhu, if there's nothing else, we'll go back first." Shen Zhi smiled and pointed to Li Jiabao who had already gone a long way.

"Okay, okay! Come back quickly!" Wang Tiezhu nodded hastily.

When Shen Zhihuan's family went far away, the sun-drying field was blown up.

"Did you see that the envelope was bulging, and it must have contained a lot of great unity."

"Needless to say, didn't you hear the postman say that the third girl of the Shen family is the pride of our Sichuan city?"

"Those three girls from the Shen family are really promising! Wang Chunmei and her husband will probably regret it to death."

"What's the use of regretting? Can you take back the water you spilled when you say it?"

"I can tell that the third girl of the Shen family will be a promising person in the future."

……

Hearing everyone's chatter, Xu Youcai almost gritted his teeth.

What do Wang Chunmei and his wife have to regret to death?

Is his Xu Youcai's daughter bad?

What's so great about writing an article?
His daughter also graduated from junior high school, so his daughter is too lazy to write. If his daughter writes, she can't get rid of that sick child.

(End of this chapter)