Entertainment Reborn Rhapsody

Chapter 5 The birth of the work
In the kitchen, Xie Meiyu and Mrs. Xie shared interesting stories about the post office while choosing dishes.

Mrs. Xie turned her head to observe Xie Meiyu's expression, and took the broken long bean pods. "The day before yesterday, I heard from Xiaoqiu that Xiaohe's drawing skills have improved a lot, and he even drew manga?"

"Really, I also saw Xiaohe's painting. Didn't he take his younger sister to the countryside for a while, and the painting was about playing with his younger sister." Xie Meiyu responded enthusiastically.

In the past two days at work, she and her colleagues often showed off that her son had become more sensible. "Xiaohe has become a lot more sensible these days. I heard from his grandmother that he started taking care of his sister early in the morning. He also drew comics, wrote stories, and took care of her." I'm so happy that I can still help his grandparents with some housework. Mistress, these two days, I've been stamping the postmarks and trying to get something out of them."

"Boys, they are skinny when they are young, and they grow up in the blink of an eye."

Xie Meiyu scooped up cucumbers skillfully, "You know that Xiaohe used to be very annoying, Madam. She was crazy outside all day long, and her clothes and pants were not clean, and she didn't pay attention to her studies. I took Xixi with me, so how could I have time to keep an eye on her? Yes. Lao Qiu looks very fierce, but in fact he doesn’t want to take care of the child at all. I used to be so worried."

"I used to say that Xiaohe is a spiritual child. Lao Yu said that Xiaoqiu used to be more naughty than Xiaohe. Don't you think he also came from the countryside?" Mrs. Xie turned on the gas valve, "Xiaohe will be in the second grade of junior high school next semester. Well, I think I will let him come to my teacher's wife to study after dinner, and I can teach him how to draw more when I have time."

"Master, I don't even know what to say. Xiaohe has troubled you enough before. If you and Mr. Yu hadn't sent Xiaohe to the hospital last time, I don't know what would have happened." Xie Meiyu looked at Mrs. Xie gratefully .

"You and the teacher's wife are still talking about these things. Our two families are very destined. I also like the two children Xiaohe and Xixi very much."

In the yard outside the house on the other side, Qiu Jiang sat at the stone table and handed the brewed tea to Yu Zhengchong, "Is Xiao Wu still in the study?"

"Look at you, be calm when things happen, you don't know who Xiao Wu is, you let him figure it out." Yu Zhengchong took the tea cup and tasted it lightly.

"Your teacher's wife read it right, Xiaohe is enlightened. The diary was creative and novel from the beginning, and the little stories were beautifully told. The love for the family was revealed between the lines, and it was full of inspiration. I think it can be submitted for publication. Let’s try it out, Xiao Wu is more familiar with this aspect, let him give his opinion later.”

Qiu Jiang held up the teapot and was stunned. It would be published soon. He didn't know whether to be happy for his son or sad for himself.

"Brother Jiang, your family is going to produce a genius. I feel ashamed to write short essays. The writing may be a little naive and rough, but its aura is vivid on the paper. It is not only a childhood anecdote in the country, but also popular science. Various animals and plants, mixed with some folk customs. Especially the emotional world outlined in the article is fascinating." Wu Zhiwei began to shout when he arrived under the courtyard wall.

"This is still the first draft, right? It's not finished yet. The whole village life is already amazing. The inserts are also very vividly drawn, full of creativity, suitable for all ages. Only half of the writing is done, It’s at the level of children’s popular science books.” Wu Zhiwei took the tea and drank it.

"Don't I want to ask your opinion? You have submitted a lot of manuscripts and are familiar with various newspapers and publishing houses. Where do you think there are better opportunities to invest?" Yu Zhengchong looked at Xiao Wu who looked excited.

Wu Zhiwei put down the teacup, wiped the corners of his mouth, and answered after thinking for a few minutes: "Teacher Yu, Brother Jiang, I think "Sprout" is quite suitable. It has a lot of circulation and is good at finding newcomers. It is mainly aimed at young people. It's just that this is a fiction magazine, so I don't know if Xiao He will suffer from the subject matter."

"Hey, isn't this still a semi-finished product? I didn't even think about publishing it. I just wanted you to check and see if Xiaohe has talent and hope that his son will fulfill his father's wish. Let's talk about it so quickly. I can't believe it until the manuscript is published!" Qiu Jiang said gratefully to Xiao Wu.

After Wu Zhiwei listened, he put down his tea cup and said to Qiu Jiang with some solemnity: "Brother Jiang, we have all been on the road of literature, and we all know how talented this road is. Your son Qiu Shanhe is the most talented I have ever seen. Yes, we must not let it go to waste, maybe we will all witness the rising star of Wenqu in Northern Fujian County!"

"I said Xiao Wu, why are you more excited than Xiaoqiu? Xiaohe is only in the second year of junior high school next semester. He is very young. The future will be long. Young people should calm down and don't put so much pressure on Qiu Jiang and Xiaohe at the beginning. Come, drink tea " Yu Zhengchong took the words with a slight reproach, "Don't talk about these things during dinner, you still have to consider Meiyu's thoughts, she is not a literary youth, let's talk about it after Xiaohe finishes writing."

Shanhe didn't know about the entanglement his diary had brought to the three literature lovers. In this perfect summer, one day followed the next, and he lived incomparably fulfilled and happy every day.

The cicadas on the treetops at the entrance of the village are singing louder and louder. The midsummer is slowly leaving, and the ears of rice in the terraced fields have turned golden, and the harvest is just around the corner.

Following Grandpa to clear the stagnant water in the field, Shan He looked at Grandpa with reluctance: "Grandpa, Xixi and I will return to the county after harvesting the rice in two days. You and Grandma will come to the city after finishing the farm work, okay?"

"Xiaohe, grandpa can see that you have gone through a lot and crossed a hurdle. If you are not old, but in grandpa's generation, some people at your age will have to support their families. Grandpa is not educated. I know a few words, but I can't speak horizontally and vertically, but grandpa knows that a person is born, how can he not suffer without suffering, the past is the past, don't press it, suffer!" Qiu Dahai touched Shanhe's forehead , hugging the immature shoulders of the grandson.

Shan He hugged Grandpa tightly: "Understood, Grandpa, it's okay, I don't know how good it is now!"

"That's good. I can trust my grandson. Go home. Your dad is coming tomorrow. He is very busy these days. He looks like a monkey. I don't think he is holding back anything." Grandpa Qiu Dahai said to Qiu Jiang never had good things to say.

Shan He laughed, and grabbed Grandpa's rake and carried it on his shoulder, "My dad saw my writing and drawing, and thought it was pretty good, so I want to show it to others to see."

"He is discerning. My grandson is a young teacher. Look at the kids in the village who don't listen to my grandson. I think you teach literacy more freshly than the teachers in the village." Qiu Dahai was extremely confident in his grandson.Grandparents and grandson walked toward home in the sunset, chatting and laughing.

In the next two days, the Qiu family entered the hardest and most intoxicating harvest years for the farm family.The mutual assistance and cooperation that has been passed down for thousands of years has allowed the whole village to return to the warehouse, and the air is filled with the fragrance of rice and pickled fish.

"...The terraced field base has completed its one-year mission. Sister Daogu buried her body in the fertile soil, but left the world with many fruits. After the cold wind passes, they will meet again, and that will be another story." Shanhe Connect several animals and plants to form a whole rural world.

Shanhe finished his summer diary.

Looking at the stories and comics, Shanhe no longer has confusion and emptiness. This is the world he lives in, a real and warm world worth his efforts.

He titled his first book: From City to Field, It Was a Different World.

(End of this chapter)