Candide in Chronology is on strike

Chapter 74 Writing a Novel

The next day, Qin Xi and the others went into the mountain again. It was the forest near their home. They thought the mountain was too small, so they didn’t go for a walk. Today, they took time out and took a good look around it. Finding mushrooms is not the key , mainly to be familiar with this forest.

After walking around for two hours, the total amount of mushrooms picked by the brother and sister was only over three catties, but the basket was full of pine nuts.

The two of them didn't plan to continue wandering around anymore, they basically walked around this small forest, besides, they came out late, and now the oven hanging in the sky is very powerful, so they should go home and rest first Bar!

Walking on the road, Qin Xi was thinking about continuing to contribute to the newspaper. Since she left the Qin family last time, she has not contributed to the newspaper. She has written several manuscripts, but the difficulty lies in the address In the first column, she will definitely not write the address of Qin's family now, No. 30, Ping'an Street, but she doesn't know how to write the name of the address of the place where she lives now, and whether there will be a postman coming to this remote place send a letter.

When she got home, she planned to ask Grandma Yu, she has lived here for a long time, so she should be aware of the situation, after all, she lives here by herself now, Qin Xi heard from her that she has sons, daughters-in-law, grandchildren, and grandchildren, but she is not here Staying in one place, so the two parties should have been in contact with each other by letter.

This matter has to be done as soon as possible. After all, the income from picking up mushrooms and selling mountain goods is still a little bit less. When winter comes, this road is basically blocked. At this time, another way to make money is It seems very important.

She doesn't have any special skills, let alone Goldfinger. She has no hope at all. All the methods she can think of to get money are stupid methods. After all, she was just an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary in her previous life.

Recently, she is thinking about writing novels. As long as people like her novels, her monthly income will be relatively stable in the next period of time. As for the subject matter, of course it must be a red subject, dedicated to her job, Serving the country and the people, being selfless, a perfect and impeccable protagonist in all aspects.

This is the newspaper she bought from the waste station to paste the wall. It gave her inspiration. Serializing novels in newspapers is much more stable than writing articles. If you are lucky, you can write hundreds of thousands of words, even if it is the lowest price, one yuan per thousand words. Then when she finishes writing a book, the food and clothing problems of their brothers and sisters will be solved.

Besides, she has an advantage that authors of this era do not have, that is, she comes from the era of information explosion in later generations. I don’t know how many novels and TV dramas I have read. In terms of plot setting alone, there are countless movies and TV dramas and novels for reference. Afraid of being accused of plagiarism, Calvin, that doesn't exist. As long as you think of a point, countless pictures will flash in your mind.

Anyway, she is full of confidence now, sharpening her sword, and planning to get started, sooner rather than later.

As soon as Qin Xi got home, she put down her basket and went to find Grandma Yu. The old man was hard at work arranging the dried herbs they had dug up the day before yesterday.

"Grandma, we live so far away, will the postman deliver letters to us?"

When Yu Qingqiu heard this, she was a little confused, but she still answered her truthfully: "Yes, the postman in charge of this area is my student. If there is a letter from me, he will send it to my home directly."

"I have taught in Yongxin No. [-] Middle School for more than ten years. He is the first class of students I teach. After graduation, he was assigned to work in the post office, and he was in charge of our area."

"Originally, we didn't have much contact with each other, and we each had our own lives, but since I moved here, he sent me several letters, and we became familiar again. Every time my son sent me a letter, He helped send it to me."

After her son was sent down, she moved once. Later, her pension was stopped, and she was assigned a task to sweep the streets. She moved again, and it was here. It was nice and clean.

In just two years, she moved twice, and she lost contact with many people. Xu Jun, the student who delivered the letter, was one of the few people she still kept in contact with.

"Why do you ask this?" She was a little curious, Qin Xi would not ask her this for no reason, there must be other reasons.

When Qin Xi heard Grandma Yu's words, she finally felt relieved. She didn't hide anything, and told her about her previous contribution to the newspaper, as well as her plan to write a novel and contribute to it.

"This is a good thing! I used to worry that your brother and sister are young and don't have a job. It will be hard to work in the future. Now I am relieved. You can make money with a pen, which is no worse than those who have formal jobs. .”

"You don't have to worry about sending the letter. You just need to write it and leave it on me. There will be absolutely no problem." Yu Qingqiu said happily.

It turned out that Qin Xi had other means of making a living, which she didn't expect, but she was just happy for her.

She also submitted manuscripts to newspapers when she was young. At that time, she dreamed of becoming a talented woman. However, after being rejected twice, she became disheartened and never tried again. She put all her thoughts on her family.

This girl has a means of earning a living, earning money and spending it by herself. In this world, she can stand straight and straight. After all, the old customs are hard to change, and men and women are artificially divided into grades and grades based on gender.

"Okay, I'll trouble you grandma, I wrote a few manuscripts before, let's send them out and have a try!" Adhering to the principle of not wasting, Qin Xi said.

Those manuscripts were all written by her painstakingly, one stroke at a time, and she had to send them out, so she had an account for herself!

"Okay! Envelopes and stamps, have you bought them all?"

"If you have all these, you can send them in the afternoon. Go directly to my student's house. It's the same if you hand them over to him. By the way, you will get to know people, and you will have to deal with them frequently in the future."

"By the way, can I read the article you wrote now?"

She was so curious. If Qin Xi hadn't taken the initiative to tell her about this today, she might never have known that she was writing an article for a newspaper.

"Envelopes and stamps are all there, and they are all leftovers that were not used up before."

"Isn't the article written for people to read! Teacher Yu, then please give me a hand and give pointers to my article." Qin Xi said mischievously.

In front of this kind elder, she would unconsciously relax herself.

"Don't embarrass me. The teacher has never contributed to a newspaper. I thought about it when I was young, but I just thought about it after all." Yu Qingqiu said with great emotion.

But when she got the manuscript written by Qin Xi, her eyes lit up.

After decades of teaching and educating people, she now has two more students, and she plans to teach them well.

(End of this chapter)