After discussing what to do tomorrow, Lin Qiaoqiao stopped talking and continued to write the manuscript with a pen. She had a hunch that the manuscript would definitely be passed, so she had to speed up and save more.

Qin Fang was no longer surprised by all this, but there was something special about the way a woman looked when she was serious. He picked up a book and read it for a while.

I felt a little sleepy, so I lay down and went to sleep.

When Lin Qiaoqiao looked up, she saw that Qin Fang had fallen asleep. She looked at the wall clock and realized that it was already 11 o'clock. She quickly cleaned up the table, then collected the written manuscript and put it in the cabinet.

After everything was done, she went to bed. With a quilt between them, she felt very safe, at least that's how she felt.

Early the next morning.

When Lin Qiaoqiao woke up, she knew she had gotten up late because today was Sunday. Even if she got up late, Qin Fang would cook for them.

Sure enough, after I got up and went to the outer room, I saw the prepared porridge and they were eating it.

Qin Fang stood up, took a bowl from the cupboard, filled half a bowl with rice and put it on the table.

"Thought you'd be up for a while."

Lin Qiaoqiao sat down to eat decisively. The freshly cooked porridge tasted good, especially when it was ready. It made her feel particularly comfortable. Life is about understanding each other and sharing the cooking burden. Looking at the stir-fried shredded potatoes on the plate, she took a piece with chopsticks and put it in her mouth. It tasted sweet and sour.

"This potato shreds are well mixed. Who did you learn this from?"

Qin Fang, "Old Wang in the cafeteria, I saw that he made shredded potatoes this way. After blanching them, he added vinegar, salt, sugar, and some MSG, and then stirred them all up."

Lin Qiaoqiao nodded. "Shredded potatoes are really delicious when cooked this way. It would be even better if we put some chili oil in it. But children can't eat spicy food, so it's fine for us to eat it this way."

"Sister-in-law, what is chili oil?" Qin Ling asked.

Lin Qiaoqiao, "It's just using chili peppers and sesame seeds, putting hot oil in it, and then it becomes chili oil."

Qin Ling, "That would be so delicious! Can you make some for us one day?"

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Then I have to go buy some sesame seeds today, but I don't know if I can find any."

Qin Fang had finished his porridge and put down his chopsticks and said to his brother,

"Your sister-in-law and I are going to the county town today. Please take good care of Chuchu at home. I've left some rice porridge in the pot for you."

Qin Ling, "No problem, I will definitely take good care of my sister and won't take her away secretly."

Qin Fang was still relieved about his brother. Thinking that his brother would go to school next Monday, he said, "I'll discuss with your sister-in-law and send you to school next Monday!"

"Really? Can I go to school?" Qin Ling stood up happily and jumped on the spot, almost knocking over the table before he sat down. The porridge in the bowl had already spilled a little, so he quickly spilled it out and picked up the rice with chopsticks and put it into his mouth to eat.

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Look at how impatient you are. Go to school and study hard. We need a college student in our family!"

Qin Ling, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely be admitted to university!"

Lin Qiaoqiao remembered the original owner's memory. Qin Ling was a scientific research genius, but unfortunately he was disabled, otherwise he would have gone further in the academic field.

After Qin Chuchu's recuperation, the doctor taught her to paint. The artistic conception in her paintings was so outstanding that she was praised as a peerless genius and the youngest generation of talented female painters.

Because Qin Fang protected Chu Chu very well, few people knew about what happened to her before.

Why did the original owner know it so clearly?

Qin Fang took the initiative to say that he just wanted to make the original owner regret and sad, but to be honest, he did it. The original owner was still regretting when she died, wondering why God was so unfair, she had grasped everything but let it go.

The weather was a bit hot today, so Lin Qiaoqiao didn't wear long sleeves, but a short-sleeved shirt, and tied her hair into a big ponytail. The fabric of the pants on her legs was a bit thick, but there was nothing she could do about it, because the original owner's pants were all this thick.

The written manuscript has been placed in a file bag, and then put into the bag. Everything is ready, and then I go out to meet Qin Fang.

Last time I went to the county town in a horse carriage, this time I took a bicycle.

There don’t seem to be many bicycles these days.

It took more than half an hour to ride to the county town. Lin Qiaoqiao felt that her butt was almost numb from sitting. She saw Qin putting down the bike and breathing evenly, without even a trace of sweat on his face.

"You are really strong. You didn't even sweat after riding for such a long time!"

"It's just riding a bike, why are you sweating?" Qin Fang pushed the bike forward with his hands.

Not far away is the post office building with a huge sign on it that says Post Office Branch.

After entering, there was a large counter with several people already handling business.

I found that the post office has a wide range of business, including remittances, parcels, long-distance calls, and various other services.

The staff sitting inside were methodical and kept moving their hands while asking about the business that needed to be done.

After waiting in line for more than 10 minutes, it was finally their turn.

Lin Qiaoqiao took out the file bag and said, "Comrade, I want to send a manuscript."

The waitress looked up and asked, "Where do you want to send it to?"

"Jinghai People's Daily!" Lin Qiaoqiao wrote the address on a piece of paper, which came in handy at this time, and handed it to the waiter.

After reading the address, the female staff member said,

"It will take at least 8 days to send it here, and it costs 1.2 yuan in total!"

"Can it be sent expedited?" Lin Qiaoqiao felt that 8 days was a bit long.

The staff shook his head and said, "We can't send it. Transportation here is limited. Eight days is the earliest time I estimate it will arrive. If the weather is bad, it may take half a month to get there!"

"Okay!" Lin Qiaoqiao decisively took out the money to do the business.

The waitress took out another bag, put the file bag in it, sealed it with glue, and finally wrote the address on it. It took about a minute to finish.

Lin Qiaoqiao handed over the money, and the waiter shouted to the back,

"Next one!"

Lin Qiaoqiao felt that it was really troublesome to send things, taking 10 days or half a month. This summer has passed, but there is no better solution.

They came out of the post office and a few more people went in.

"Qin Fang, do you think my manuscript will be successful?" Lin Qiaoqiao wanted to seek psychological comfort, so she asked him.

"I think it's okay. At least I think it looks good!" Qin Fang took out the key and unlocked the bicycle.

Lin Qiaoqiao came to her senses and hurriedly followed and sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

"When did you read my manuscript?"

"I saw you writing every day, but you were so serious that I didn't notice it!" Qin Fang looked down at his hands on his waist. Habits really can become natural.

Thinking of the awkwardness they felt when they first rode a bicycle, once they got on the bike, Lin Qiaoqiao put her arm around his waist, her movements were so skillful and adept. But he didn't hate it at all, he was actually a little bit delighted.