An earthquake caused Jiang Shanshan's originally well-off family of three to transmigrate to the impoverished 1970s.
On the left was their son crying for food in her arms, and on the righ...
The children's mouths were full of oil after eating.
After smiling, she looked towards Niu Dadan and saw that the old man who doted on his grandson was secretly feeding the little guy some roast potatoes.
The little guy also had his mouth full of oil. Sometimes, if Niu Dadan fed him slowly, the little guy would yell at his grandfather.
"Dad, don't let Xiaodudu eat so much of this. I'm afraid his stomach can't take it." Jiang Shanshan hurriedly reminded.
Niu Dare, blushing as he explained after being caught doing something bad by his daughter-in-law, said, "Well, okay, actually I didn't give him much to eat. I just let him lick it to taste it, but I didn't give it to him to eat."
"I know you are a sensible person, Dad. I believe you." Jiang Shanshan said with a smile.
When Niu Dadan heard the praise from his daughter-in-law, a happy smile appeared on his old face.
At this moment, Zhang Xiangcao, who had already eaten countless skewers of grilled vegetables, burped. She looked over at Jiang Shanshan and asked curiously, "Third sister-in-law, why did you want to grill meat tonight?"
"I know, because Third Aunt made money today, and this is the snack that Third Aunt rewarded us." Little Niu Runyue raised his hand and shouted excitedly.
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked towards Jiang Shanshan.
Zhang Xiangcao, in particular, was filled with curiosity and couldn't wait to ask about the situation. "What's going on, Third Sister-in-law? How did you make money?"
Seeing that everyone was looking at him curiously, Jiang Shanshan generously shared with everyone how he earned royalties from writing.
"My dear, third sister-in-law, didn't you just say that some newspaper over there gave you five yuan for every thousand words? Aren't you going to get rich? If you write all day, you can make hundreds of yuan." Zhang Xiangcao asked with envy.
Jiang Shanshan couldn't help laughing after hearing her exaggerated words, and explained to her, "Second sister-in-law, you're exaggerating. I only have two hands. How can I possibly write hundreds of yuan a day? It's already impressive that I can write 7,000 to 8,000 words."
"See, I told you that studying is useful. My third sister-in-law's current situation is the best proof. In the future, I will make sure that my son Jinbao has a good education so that he can make money by being literate like my third sister-in-law, and doesn't have to do hard labor in the fields every day like me and his father." Niu Xianhua said with a look of longing.
Although everyone is envious, they all know their own limitations.
But soon everyone's attention was attracted by the grilled meat on Xu Shike's side.
That night, the family ate several pounds of meat and countless skewers of grilled vegetables.
When it was over, everyone touched their bulging stomachs and burped, feeling so full that they didn't want to move.
After the barbecue, Jiang Shanshan continued to submit articles to the newspaper. At the same time, he wrote a letter to the editor there, informing them that his novel was a long novel, and also told them about his monthly submission numbers.
After sending the letter, Jiang Shanshan did not sit idle, but instead devoted most of his energy to the college entrance examination.
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Today, the weather is just right, and the mother and son are sitting in the yard of the Niu family, basking in the sun while looking at review materials.
Suddenly, the noise outside made little Dudu, who had been quietly accompanying his mother, start to make noise.
The little guy kept pulling Jiang Shanshan, who was reading, to stand up and asked her to take him out to see the fun.
In the end, even when she took out a lollipop to coax him, the little guy didn't even look at it.