"Then we should receive good news at the beginning of next month."
Zhuang Mingcheng thought about it and decided not to call Beijing anymore, so he could give the old man a surprise.
His father lost an arm on the Korean battlefield and was awarded a first-class merit. As his son, he did not disgrace his father.
He looked at the newspaper again before putting it on the table.
"Fangfang, eat quickly, or it will get cold."
"Um."
Lu Fangfang took the letter and looked at it again before happily putting it down.
Today is truly a wonderful day. She picked up her chopsticks, glancing at the newspaper as she ate, finding the food even more delicious.
"Mingcheng, if you have time, buy a few more copies of this issue of the newspaper, and we'll keep them safe."
"become."
Zhuang Mingcheng smiled and agreed; that was also his plan.
After dinner, Lu Fangfang sat at her desk in the inner room, holding Comrade Wenhui's letter, and read it for a while.
She didn't care that Comrade Wenhui said "Quail Farming Techniques" wasn't valued, but she would be even better if it could help others.
As for the photos of Pallas's rabbits that Comrade Wenhui wanted, she was a little embarrassed because she had taken a few with her camera before, but they were all blurry.
To get clearer pictures, I'll have to take more.
After thinking for a moment, she took out a piece of white paper from the drawer and simply started drawing.
After drawing Pallas's cats for so many days, she is now quite skilled at it.
She had already decided what to draw for Comrade Wenhui: the scene of Cat Tyrant leaving the pile of rocks.
One large Pallas's cat and five adorable little Pallas's cats should satisfy Comrade Wenhui's desire to get to know Pallas's cats.
"Meow~"
Little Flower arched open the door and stepped inside.
Seeing Lu Fangfang busy at the table, it took a step back, then leaped up and jumped onto the desk.
It found a comfortable spot and lay down.
Lu Fangfang looked up at it, smiled, and shook her head.
"Little Flower, if you grow any bigger, the table won't be big enough for you."
"Meow~"
Little Flower wagged her thick tail and placed it under her head.
Lu Fangfang couldn't resist reaching out and touching it.
This little guy has a long, thick tail. He uses it to maintain his balance when hunting, and he can also use it as a pillow when he sleeps. He's so cute!
After kneading it for a while, she picked up the pencil and continued drawing with her head down.
Little Flower glanced at her, then started licking her paws again.
"Squeak."
Zhuang Mingcheng, holding a newspaper, led the little Tibetan fox in.
Looking at the article in the newspaper, he was still somewhat reluctant to leave. This was the first time he had appeared in a newspaper, and he was doing so with his whole family.
After looking at it for a while, he carefully put it away.
He pulled out some foreign language quotes, sat down next to his wife, and prepared to continue studying.
"Awoo~"
Under the desk, the little Tibetan fox tugged at his trouser leg and let out a dissatisfied yelp.
I almost forgot about you.
Zhuang Mingcheng put down the book in his hand, smiled, picked up the little Tibetan fox, and placed it next to Xiao Hua.
He turned to look at his wife, somewhat puzzled. "Fangfang, didn't you finish drawing the Pallas's family? Why are you drawing again?"
"Comrade Wenhui has never seen a Pallas's cat before, and she wants to get to know it, so I'll draw one for her."
"Tomorrow, I want to go back to the grassland and try my luck. I hope I can take another picture."
Lu Fangfang didn't even look up, continuing to draw as she spoke.
She used a large sheet of white paper that she bought from the provincial capital to draw the picture for Comrade Wenhui, which showed her great care.
Mingcheng and I are so lucky to be on the front page of the People's Army Daily; we should really thank them.
This was of great help to Mingcheng and even influenced his promotion.
"Photographing Pallas's rabbits? That's perfect, I'll go with you tomorrow."
Zhuang Mingcheng calculated the time; he had to get up early tomorrow. These Pallas's cats were only active at dawn and dusk, and he didn't know if he would be able to encounter them.
After propping his head up and looking at it for a while, he started studying foreign languages.
After a long while, Lu Fangfang finally finished drawing the picture.
After looking at it carefully, she nodded in satisfaction. Her sketch was very childlike, though of course, it couldn't compare to the work of a master.
Carefully setting it aside, she took out the letter paper and began writing a reply to Comrade Wenhui.
She first thanked him for the article, then wrote the story of the cat tyrant running away from home in the letter, and also introduced the Pallas's cat.
At the end of her writing, she mentioned the farm again, and the two thousand quail eggs that needed to be hatched.
She couldn't finish writing on one sheet of paper, so she took another one from the drawer and continued writing.
"Mingcheng, do you think Wenhui and I are pen pals?"
Lu Fangfang wrote her name and the date at the end, feeling a little strange.
The letter I wrote to Comrade Wenhui felt different from the one I wrote to my family; it carried a different kind of anticipation.
I wonder if Comrade Wenhui will reply to me after receiving this.
"Once you exchange a few more letters, you'll be considered pen pals."
Zhuang Mingcheng continued speaking.
He picked up a foreign language book and asked his wife for the pronunciation of the words.
"pen pal."
Lu Fangfang felt very happy. She took out a new envelope and put the letter she had written and the drawing inside.
She took out an iron box, carefully put away the letter that Comrade Wenhui had written to her, and then placed it in a drawer.
These letters must be carefully kept.
When she gets old and can no longer walk, she'll have something to remember.
She stood up and stretched.
Looking down, she realized that Little Flower and Little Tibetan Fox had fallen asleep on the desk.
I leaned closer and listened; the two little ones were even breathing softly.
Little Flower is so well-behaved; she showed half of her tail so the little yellow dog could rest it on. She's incredibly cute.
Lu Fangfang smiled and picked up her notebook to draw the scene.
After a while, she carefully picked up the little yellow dog, walked to the outer room, and placed it on the double wooden bed.
The little Tibetan fox's favorite thing to play with is the basketball, which is right next to it.
Back in the inner room, she carefully picked up Xiaohua again.
"Meow~"
Xiao Hua squinted at her, then snuggled closer to her.
Lu Fangfang was truly charmed by its cuteness. She went to the outer room, held it for a while, and then carefully placed it in the bamboo basket.
"Mingcheng, what were you doing with those two? Why are you so tired tonight?"
"They were probably catching rabbits when they came into the woods with me, and then they ran off to play on their own."
Lu Fangfang looked out into the room, still a little puzzled. Usually, Xiao Hua and the little Tibetan fox would catch rabbits, but never like today.
Thinking of the forests in the mountains to the north, she couldn't help but think of the snow leopard.
"Mingcheng, did you encounter a snow leopard when you were picking pine cones?"
"No, let alone a snow leopard, I didn't even see a wild animal."
Hearing this, Lu Fangfang shook her head, too lazy to think about it anymore.
It was getting late, so she told Zhuang Mingcheng to put away his books and go to rest.
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