The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

  Chapter 99, the journey to subdue the mother-in-law

   Look directly at Zhang Xuan with silence for 30 seconds!

   At this moment, Ai Qing had an air of anger in his heart.

   But I am worried about the wrong occasion, and I am worried about my daughter's face in front of outsiders.

When    came, Ai Qing secretly took a deep breath, ignoring her daughter's question.

   instead asked Zhang Xuan indifferently: "You haven't gotten up yet?"

   "Yeah." Now that he didn't even have to tell lies, the old man had to make an embarrassed "um".

  Ai Qing stared at his bloodshot eyes for a few more seconds and asked, "Did you stay up late last night to create?"

   Zhang Xuan met the other party's gaze and smiled embarrassedly, "It's quiet at night, inspiration is generally better, and if you're not careful, you forget your mind."

   There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Ruan Xiuqin, who was washing her hands roughly, followed in uneasy.

   Hearing the sound, Ai Qing glanced sideways at the "enemy", as if looking at the air, and continued to ask Zhang Xuan, "Are you writing about the wind?"

   "Wind, Confidant and Youth Digest are all written." Zhang Xuan replied.

  Ai Qing asked: "How many words is the wind sound now?"

   Zhang Xuan said: "It's about 160,000 words."

  Ai Qing Ruoyou Ruowu nodded, and after a few seconds of stagnation, she turned her daughter who was standing in front of her aside and sat down on the bench in front of the desk.

   asked: "Where is the follow-up?"

  Yes, you are really welcome to ask!

  The last time I watched it, I at least used the tone of solicitation.

   Now it's better, people take a natural tone.

   But I remembered the good deeds I did just now, and I remembered that my own woman is still furtively combing her hair with her fingers.

   It seems, it seems, Comrade Ai Qing's attitude is not too extreme, and he can accept it somewhat.

  Under the staring eyes of the other party, Zhang Xuan didn't have many choices, and he couldn't bear to refuse.

   took out a long copper key from under the pillow and handed it over, pointed to the large drawer in the middle of the desk and said:

   "It's all here. The eight books on the far right of the drawer are the latest editions."

   Hearing that, Ai Qing took the long copper key, inserted it sideways into the copper lock, turned it around, and took off the copper lock when he heard a clicking sound.

   opened the drawer, she was calm on the surface, but her heart was still shocked.

   Looking around, the huge drawer is full of books.

   and each booklet is marked with Arabic numerals and a prominent label headed.

  First edition, second edition, third edition…

  There are eight books in each stack, and there are nine stacks neatly.

  Ai Qing was calm, and his eyes slowly browsed from the first stack to the ninth stack.

   was still a little shocked inside.

   After a pause, he reached out and took out the eight books on the far right.

   Put eight books on the table, close the drawer, and Ai Qing will ignore the three people next to him. I found the second book, turned to the place where I didn't read it last time, and read it on my own.

   Ruan Xiuqin watched this scene, the worry on her face turned into a smile, and then it turned into a little pride. The corners of his mouth were curved, and then he quietly walked away, continuing to deal with the big cock.

   Zhang Xuan, who was sitting at the head of the bed, was also very speechless. He co-authored such a big score, and he came to read his masterpiece.

  If you want to read it, just tell yourself openly and honestly, I am not an outsider, but your future son-in-law, so why be so arrogant?

  Why come out and be scary?

   It's not that I don't give it, is it?

   Watching her own mother read her sweetheart's novel so fascinated, Du Shuangling, who was originally a little nervous, was full of joy at this moment.

   took a step closer and asked Zhang Xuan softly: "When did you start writing your new book, why didn't you tell me?"

   Zhang Xuan explained to her as he dressed quickly and got up, "My novel has not received a response from the publisher, so I didn't tell you for the time being."

  Du Shuangling raised his head slightly and stared at him with bright eyes: "Has it been posted?"

   "Well, it's almost 20 days since it was posted in mid-July."

   Zhang Xuan said this, but he was worried in his heart. It has been sent out for 20 days, how come there is no response at all?

   Isn't it taken by the people's literature?

  But, is this impossible? Such a good novel!

   If you tell me there is no fire, you can accept it yourself.

   But if he said that he was rejected like this, he felt that it was unbearable!

   Seeing that his expression was wrong, Du Shuangling, who guessed how much, shook his right hand lightly, then released it and said, "I believe you."

   Zhang Xuan smiled and blinked, his mouth turned to Ai Qing who was reading a book next to him, and pushed his woman out.

   When Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling walked to the door, Ai Qing glanced sideways at the backs of the two of them, then lowered his head to read again.

  …

   Outside the shed.

   Ruan Xiuqin has finished the chicken and is chopping it up.

  This rooster is the biggest card of Lao Zhang's family. On weekdays, it runs after five or six hens. It was estimated that it weighed eight or nine pounds, which made many old hens overwhelmed.

  Ouyang Yong's mother, son and aunt just returned from picking three baskets of wild mushrooms from the mountains in the rain.

  What kind of cockroach fungus, fir tree fungus, porcini fungus, bluehead fungus, all kinds of piapia are piled up on the ground.

  Zhang Ping loves to eat mushrooms on weekdays. At this moment, I have a belly, and I am elated to clean the soil and rotten leaves on the mushrooms.

  Du Shuangling was very discerning. Seeing the piles of wild fungi, she rushed over to help with a smile.

   After staying up all night, Zhang Xuan, who was in a mess, didn't have much thought at all at this moment, he just wanted to take a bath. He took a bone from the chopping board and threw it to the dog who was staring at him, and carried a red bucket to the back of the shed.

   hummed a little tune, rinsed a dozen buckets of well water after smearing the soap, and washed and dried the clothes, which took about twenty minutes in total.

  After taking a shower, Zhang Xuan walked over to Du Shuangling who was burning the firewood and said, "I'll come, sit next to you, there's too much firewood."

  Du Shuangling said with a smile: "It's okay, I sometimes help my grandma make a fire at home."

   Zhang Xuan squeezed her away with a butt, and asked for the iron clamp to say, "Today is different. Your mother is here. If you can't fix it, the sword of Shangfang in her hand will be split off."

  Du Shuangling just pursed her lips when she heard this, and intuitively told her that she should have realized that she was different from him before she kissed her.

   And she knew. After I got my college entrance examination score today, I couldn't hold back my excitement and came to the village to announce the good news, and Comrade Ai Qing came after me. There must be a little bit of worry in that regard.

   But now it is: My mother's worries have become a reality, and I have seen it with my own eyes.

   Therefore, it is not wrong to say that there is a sword of Shangfang hanging over his head.

  ps: Keep reading!

   Ask for a recommendation ticket! Ask for a monthly pass!

   I wasn't feeling well last night, so I came to the hospital for a re-examination this morning. The original manuscript was written by staying up late last night, but I didn't check it, so I didn't send it in time, making everyone wait for a long time, my fault.

   (end of this chapter)