Rebirth: movie queen little military wife

After waiting for the bone soup to stew, Lin Shufen and some noodles, put them in the kitchen and went back to reading.

In the middle, I went to Lin wanwan's house twice and saw that she kicked away her thin blanket and covered her twice.

Waiting for 10:30, the bone soup in the casserole had been boiled into milk white, with a strong fragrance. Lin Shufen began to knead the noodles, roll the noodles with a rolling pin, and then cut them carefully.

The noodles were very strong, thin and long. Lin Shufen took part of the soup and cooked the noodles in a casserole.

Waiting for seasoning, when the noodles came out of the pot, she took a piece of the beef cooked and pickled during the day, sliced it on the noodles, sprinkled chopped chives, and a bowl of high soup beef noodles was successful.

Lin Shufen went back to the house and looked at the time. It was exactly eleven o'clock.

The freshly cooked noodles can't be put away for a long time. Lin Shufen wipes her hands and is ready to shout Ouyang across the street.

As soon as I opened the gate, I saw Ouyang coming.

When I saw Lin Shufen, the corners of my mouth turned up. That kind of heartfelt smile could not be covered up by the night.

"There's nothing to do. I cooked noodles for you."

"Everything is good," Ouyang Hua said, and then followed Lin Shufen in.

When Lin Shufen brought the noodles to the room, she saw Ouyang sitting at the table reading her reading notes.

Seeing Lin Shufen coming in, Ouyang put down his reading notes and walked to the table.

Waiting for Ouyang to eat with chopsticks in his mouth, he knew that the bowl of noodles looked nothing strange, but the materials were troublesome.

Ouyang had nothing left. After eating the noodles, he saw Lin Shufen coming to collect the bowl. Ouyang Hua pulled her to collect the bowl and asked her to sit next to her.

"We'll do this later. Let's talk."

"It's too late. Another day." Lin Shufen was afraid to chat with Ouyang.

Ouyang stood up, took Lin Shufen's reading notes from one table, and then said to Lin Shufen:

"Shufen, you have some talents as a proofreader in the newspaper. Have you ever thought of doing anything else?"

"What?" Lin Shufen didn't quite understand what OuYangHua said.

"I read the book you read. It's about literature and history. You have your own unique views on the book. I read your notes. Your views are novel and unique. You can sort it out and publish it in newspapers and magazines." OuYangHua suggested.

Lin Shufen was a little surprised, and then said, "I just write casually, or I used to form the habit of reading. Where is it so good? If I really contribute, I will be despised."

"Don't you believe my eyes?" OuYangHua looked at her with burning eyes.

"It's not that I don't believe it. I've been in the newspaper for some time. There are many beautiful articles on it. I'm afraid others can't see it." Lin Shufen said.

"You can tell in another way," Ouyang Hua said. Then he sat next to Lin Shufen, opened her notes, pointed out several places and said: "Your perception is very good. You can write down the characters buried by history in your heart with short stories or novels, coupled with your perception and experience, which can fully arouse the resonance of readers. It is much better than those articles in newspapers and magazines that write flowers without soul."

After Ouyang's words, Lin Shufen only felt her heart pounding. She looked up at Ouyang and asked uncertainly:

"Can I...?"