Lin Qiaoqiao was bored at home, so she made some noodles and planned to steam some buns for dinner. She took out the ribs and fish to thaw in advance, and as for the vegetables, she made whatever she wanted.

There are fixed four dishes and one soup in the evening, and everyone can eat whatever they want.

The little white fox has been practicing in seclusion for a while, and Long Yin rarely comes out, staying in the space. Without two foodies, the pressure on them is much less.

After Qin Fang parked the car, he let his younger brother and sister get out first, and then he got out himself.

Lin Qiaoqiao looked at the time on her watch and said, "It seems that 15 minutes later than usual is not bad."

Qin Fang took the letter out of his bag and said, "The newspaper has sent you a letter."

Lin Qiaoqiao thought that it had been more than two months since she sent out the last letter and received more than 800 yuan in royalties the following month. Since then, the newspaper has not received any letters.

What could be the matter?

Did he want her to write a book while she was pregnant? That would be meaningless. She wanted to be a writer, but she also had to consider the baby in her belly.

After opening the letter, I quickly read a few dozen lines, with the focus on the last few sentences.

"Qin Fang, my book has been picked up and is going to be published! This is incredible!"

Qin Fang was also a little surprised. It was 1980, not 2000.

Seeing that she had finished reading the letter, she took it over. The last few sentences asked Lin Qiaoqiao to go to the provincial capital to sign another contract.

"Your belly is so big now, and the provincial capital is so far away, it's really inconvenient. Why don't you write a letter and talk to me in a few months!"

Lin Qiaoqiao was a little hesitant. "The editor fought for this opportunity. If I give up, will it be bad for him?"

Qin Fang thought about it and it didn't seem to be a good idea. "Then I'll talk to him over the phone tomorrow. If it doesn't work, let them come over and we'll sign the contract in the county.

At worst, we can pay for their travel expenses. This is better than taking dozens of hours to drive to the provincial capital."

Lin Qiaoqiao, "That's fine, you can communicate with them properly when the time comes, don't be impatient!"

Qin Fang raised his hand and touched her nose. "Don't worry! I will communicate with them properly!"

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Then let's cook first! We'll talk after dinner!"

Qin Fang, "What flavor do you want to eat today?"

Lin Qiaoqiao followed him into the kitchen with her hands behind her back and pointed at the ribs in the basin.

"I want this to be sweet and sour, with a slightly sour taste. As for the fish, let's braise it! Any vegetables will do, and then make a soup!"

Qin Fang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Just leave this to me. You can go back upstairs and take a rest!"

Lin Qiaoqiao opened the lid and said, "I suddenly want to eat steamed buns today. When steaming the buns, put a pot of rice in the pot. You can eat whatever you want."

Qin Fang touched the dough and said, "It's time to make the rice now!"

After Lin Qiaoqiao finished her instructions, she went back upstairs to rest. After staying at Li Xiaoyan's house for a while, people from the village came to visit.

The good guy started the symposium and talked tirelessly for the whole afternoon. I didn’t expect that I was quite gossipy.

She likes to listen to the gossip of people in the village, but if you think about it carefully, she has no idea what people are saying about her behind her back.

I put the letter in the drawer. I don’t know how much money I can make from publishing a book.

If the book can be published, does it mean that maybe your work can be made into a TV series in the future?

If it could be made into a TV series, that would be great. It could be said to be the author's highest achievement, allowing more people to see her literary talent.

The next day.

After Qin Fang finished his work, he closed the office door and called the provincial capital.

After some communication, it was finally transferred to the editorial office. The moment the call was picked up,

"Hello, I'm looking for Editor Wang Le!"

Wang Le didn't expect that the call he picked up turned out to be his own. The voice didn't sound particularly familiar.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"I'm Lin Qiaoqiao's husband. We met once a few months ago!"

"Oh, I remember that. Did you receive the letter I sent to you?"

"I have received it, that's why I made this call."

"I fought for this opportunity for you. A total of five books were selected, and I convinced four people!"

"It's like this, Editor Wang. You know my wife is pregnant. She can't travel a long distance to the provincial capital. So can you bring the contract with you? We can sign the contract in the county town. As for your accommodation and round-trip expenses, I will pay for it."

Wang Le was caught in the trap, and when he sent the letter, he felt that he had not considered it carefully. But since it had already been sent, he could only wait for their news.

"I can come over, probably next week! Leave me your phone number and we can communicate the specific time of my arrival in advance. You have to pick me up, otherwise I won't know where to find you!"

Qin Fang, "Okay, we'll communicate later. Write down my phone number, it's in my steel plant office. It's best to call me in the morning, as I have to go to the workshop in the afternoon!"

Wang Le took note and said, "Okay, let's make it a deal!"

"Okay!" Qin Fang replied.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Fang poured himself a glass of water and stood at the window looking out.

Autumn is coming soon and the trees are starting to lose their leaves. Before we know it, almost a year has passed.

This year was the happiest time of his life.

He pieced together a rough outline of the memories in his mind.

That person travels between worlds to complete tasks.

Tao Meina went to the market to buy vegetables after work. The school paid her back wages today, and she received more than 100 yuan at once. She planned to reward herself and buy some pork ribs.

Now that supplies are becoming more and more abundant, you don’t necessarily need meat coupons to buy spare ribs. You can buy them as long as you have enough money.

I said to the butcher, "I want a pound of ribs."

The butcher looked at the pretty girl in front of him.

"Big sister, today's pig's trotters are pretty good, would you like to buy one?"

"No, I can't finish it all by myself!" Tao Meina took out money from her wallet, "I've used up all the meat coupons for this month!"

The butcher whispered, "Those who have tickets, use them now! I heard that the tickets will be cancelled, and you can just buy them with real money in the future!"

The country’s supplies are not as scarce as before. They say things will get better in the future, but I don’t know if it’s true or not. Anyway, now we have as much meat as we want!”

Tao Meina thought that the lard at home was gone.

"Cut me another two pounds of pig fat so I can go back and make oil!"

"Okay!" The pork stall owner took out a piece of lard from the box with swift movements, cut it off with a knife, and threw it on the scale.

"Two pounds and one ounce!"

"Okay!" Tao Meina paid the money happily.

"Boss, how much is this lard?" Liu Xiaoyun asked.

Tao Meina heard a familiar voice and turned around to see that it was really Liu Xiaoyun. She saw that her belly was big.

"Xiaoyun!"