The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 100, Good News

   Seeing Manzai and Shuangling whispering in the firewood, talking and laughing, the relationship was as harmonious as honey, Ruan Xiuqin was very open.

   Since her husband died, she has never been so happy.

   Now the eldest daughter is pregnant, and the young couple are loving. The family of the two parents is very talkative, and it is a rare good family.

  My son was admitted to university again, and he became a writer, earning money, and flattery words could be heard in and outside the village.

   Even recently, there have been several cases of people who secretly came to her to inquire about her son's marriage.

   One of them is still a technical secondary school student and has just been assigned to the county tax bureau.

   is such a condition, but Ruan Xiuqin politely rejected it. The junior high school students are good, they are good looking, and they are good at work.

   But compared with the girl Shuangling in the firewood, that is the difference between a phoenix in the sky and a chicken on the ground.

   As for other old goods who secretly sell their daughters, Ruan Xiuqin always smiled warmly, but she was thinking: how about thinking about beautiful things?

  The family has built a villa, and the money is rich, and the life is moisturizing. But, as far as the eye can see, Ruan Xiuqin can't help but miss her second daughter.

   She has been thinking a lot these days, if only she could contact her second daughter.

  It would be better if the second daughter couldn't get along outside and came back on her own initiative.

   She is willing to apologize to her daughter, and she is willing to send her daughter to read again, even if she repeats it once, twice, three times...

  …

  The wind chases the rain, and the rain follows the clouds. From morning to noon, the entire Upper Village is in thick drizzle.

The    dishes are ready, very rich, and the 7 dishes are all the best hard dishes.

   There is a large bowl of spicy chicken, a large bowl of stir-fried beef with celery, a bowl of steamed pork, a bowl of fresh wild mushrooms, pork blood **** soaked in oil, a boiled fish, and finally a small cabbage.

  Sake is warm shochu.

   It can be seen that in order to make a good meal for Du Shuangling, and to celebrate Manzai and Shuangling becoming college students. Ruan Xiuqin also put a lot of thought into it today.

   Holding a black cloth umbrella and rolling up his trousers, Zhang Xuan ran to the construction site and called his uncle and Ouyang Zhu back.

   Then he received a gesture from Comrade Ruan Xiuqin, and rushed to the shed with a smile, calling out Ai Qing, who was addicted to the novel.

   Then start dinner.

  Eight people, crowded into a table, the location is just right.

   Zhang Xuan carried a teapot of shochu and poured it in front of his uncle and aunt. Then he filled Ruan Xiuqin, Ai Qing, and Ouyang Zhu's wine glasses. Finally, Ouyang Yong, and even Du Shuangling poured a small half glass in front of him.

   He stood up and said to his uncle, "Uncle, let's come first, you are exhausted these days."

  Uncle is a sullen gourd, but at this moment, he is not ambiguous. He picked up the wine glass and drank it with a sip.

   At the end, they filled the wine again, and said to Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling, "Come on, I'll be happy today and have a drink with you two college students."

   Zhang Xuan naturally agreed, and poured a glass after drinking.

  Du Shuangling was a little reserved, but not stage fright, picked up the cup and sipped.

The aunt next to    burst into laughter and said, "You kid, are you stupid in writing articles or what? How can you make this girl really drink?"

   Zhang Xuan glanced at Ai Qing with a smile, took Du Shuangling's wine glass, and suffocated.

  Du Shuangling also glanced at his mother subconsciously. When he finished drinking, he took the empty cup with a flushed face and sat down with a smile.

  Old men can't do things well, but drinking is fine. There is one on the table and one is counted. Except for the pregnant eldest sister, I have not let go.

   When it was his turn to drink alone with Ai Qing, Ai Qing suddenly raised his head and asked, "Who is the old ghost?"

  Everyone at the table felt inexplicable when they heard these confused words.

   But Zhang Xuan understood it and said to himself, "Oh, I'm still stuck in this old man's novel", and said with a smile:

   "Auntie, the biggest point of my book is the cage dilemma. It's pointless to tell you the answer now. Keep the suspense until the last moment, and then you will have an aftertaste."

  Ai Qing thought for a while, and then agreed with his statement, but couldn't help but ask: "How many words do you want to write next?"

   Zhang Xuan thought for a while and said, "There are still about 80,000 to 90,000 yuan, and I will finish it before school starts."

  Ai Qing nodded, picked up the wine glass and touched him, without saying any blessings, he drank it in one breath.

  After drinking a glass, Ai Qing also filled the glass and said in return, "This novel is very well written. It will be published in the future. Send me a signed version."

   Zhang Xuan replied seriously: "Okay! I borrow your auspicious words, if it is published in the future, I will deliver it to my aunt's house in person."

   Hearing the conversation between the two, everyone was stunned.

Although everyone at the table didn't know what novel the two were talking about, they all heard two meanings from Ai Qing's mouth.

   First, although Zhang Xuan's novel has not been published yet, Ai Qing, as the first reader, highly respects this novel.

   Second, Ai Qing's attitude changed.

  Although Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling have not been separated in front of everyone before, but they have not given a good face, they have always been calm.

   At this moment, Ai Qing took the initiative to say this, and also took the initiative to return a cup to Zhang Xuan. The meaning is completely different.

   Don't over-interpret that you are optimistic about the love of the two, and agree that the two get along.

   But at least, Ai Qing recognized Zhang Xuan's talent in public and respected the wisdom under his pen.

   This is not easy for a woman who has been arrogant for decades to do this.

   It can even be said that it is rare!

   At this moment, Du Shuangling was the happiest among the eight people at the table.

  After the mother and daughter fell out because of their volunteers, Du Shuangling saw her mother's attitude towards her sweetheart for the first time in such a long time. This beginning undoubtedly excited her.

   Ruan Xiuqin was overjoyed when she saw Shuangling, the girl, gave her a chicken leg, and said gently, "Come on, I just had a drink, let's have some food."

  …

  The food is good, the wine is strong, and everyone is not holding it. It is very talkative and eats well.

  In the middle of the meal, the jingle of bicycles suddenly sounded outside the shed, scattered in a string, crisp and sweet.

   A familiar shout followed closely outside: "Zhang Xuan, your letter!"

   Zhang Xuan was clinking glasses with Ouyang Zhu at the moment. Hearing this, he subconsciously asked loudly, "Brother Lin, which magazine is it from?"

  Lin postman looked at the parcel and replied, "It's from the People's Literature Publishing House."

  Clap...!

With a sound of   , Zhang Xuan's wine glass was poured onto the table, and a small half-cup of shochu flowed out along the mouth.

   Seeing this terrible scene, the old man couldn't take care of it anymore, and ran outside excitedly.

   "You still deliver letters on this rainy day, don't you rest?" Zhang Xuan happily took the parcel from the postman Lin, and didn't forget to express his concern.

   "I think so too, but I can't rest. The letters are piled up in mountains these days. I have to send them every day." Postman Lin replied with a smile.

   Zhang Xuan asked again: "Have you eaten lunch? We are having lunch. Let's make do with it."

  Lin postman waved his hand and said with a grin, "No, no, I ate it. I came up after eating wontons at Shimen Station."

   Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did Qian Yuejin eat at the wonton shop?"

   "Isn't that true?" Postman Lin smiled and gave an expression that any man could understand, and also rode away on a bicycle.

   The parcel was neither light nor heavy. When Zhang Xuan couldn't wait to tear it apart, it was as expected, with a sample journal, a remittance slip, and an editor's letter inside.

   At this moment, the old man's mood was surging, and he felt at ease.

   Handed the sample to Du Shuangling, who was in Yueyue's exam, Zhang Xuan opened the letter and read:

  Compared with the editors of Zhiyin and Youth Digest, the editors of People's Literature are much more pragmatic in language, without gorgeous words, but with sincere praise.

   For example, people appreciate the suspense setting and the dilemma of the secret room in the text, and for example, they like the creation methods of the three outline structures of "East Wind", "West Wind" and "Quiet Wind".

  Compared to the above praises, Zhang Xuan loves the ending sentence: The story is full of profound meaning, and the wind is life. I have been fortunate enough to read such a masterpiece for three lifetimes and look forward to the follow-up!

   Zhang Xuan smiled after reading it, and smiled comfortably.

  ps: Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a follow-up reading!

   (end of this chapter)