"You've fallen in love with Comrade Kobayashi. Does she know?"

Fu Huaiyi was startled, then said, "Don't talk nonsense, it's not true. I just felt sorry for her parents because we didn't understand the situation last time, so I wanted to help her."

Yi Yunshuo: “…” Why doesn’t he admit it again?

Still making excuses.

The dead duck is so stubborn.

…

The next day, Lin Yuyao did not go to work; it was her turn to rest.

She took out her notebook and began to write a novel.

There is also a dictionary next to her, and when she encounters a word she doesn't know how to write, she will look it up in the dictionary.

She is actually very biased in her studies, but is very good at liberal arts, especially writing essays.

Unfortunately, I was unable to get into university due to my severe academic bias.

In her previous life, Lin Yuyao raised her daughter alone, and the salary Lu Jiangting gave her was not enough to spend.

So when Lin Yuyao had free time, she would pick up a pen and write some manuscripts, and then mail them to the magazine.

I could change some money, but not much.

But something is better than nothing, and exchanging a little money can sometimes solve her urgent needs.

But now, after becoming a librarian, she suddenly realized something.

You can't make any money by contributing to magazines.

Because there is more than one author, there are usually many requirements for submitting a manuscript. After you finally get it approved, how much money can you get if they buy it out all at once?

But writing novels is different. A novel usually has only one author, and the royalties all belong to the author alone.

Moreover, best-selling novels do particularly well in their bookstores, making much more money than magazines.

Also, there are many good novelists in the mainland right now. There are fewer writers and less competition, which is a huge opportunity for her.

She would make good use of her position as a librarian, read a lot, and see what kind of novels everyone liked to read.

Before all flowers bloom, write something good to make a name for yourself.

Isn't this easier than running a business and more profitable?

Lin Yuyao did what she said and came back that day to work at night.

She has written more than 10,000 words so far.

A short novel only needs a few hundred thousand words. If it has more, it will not fit into another book and it will have to be divided into volumes.

"Let me practice writing a few hundred thousand words first," she said to herself.

She didn't go out all day. When she was hungry, she ate steamed buns, salted vegetables and drank cold water.

It’s summer anyway, so there’s no need to worry about getting diarrhea from drinking cold water.

Until the sun sets and night falls.

There was a knock on her door.

Lin Yuyao frowned slightly, blew out the light gently, and dared not answer.

To save money, she didn't turn on the electric light but a kerosene lamp.

Because the lights nowadays are really dim, you can't see clearly even if you turn them on. It would be better for a kerosene lamp to illuminate the table.

Lin Yuyao tiptoed to the door and looked through the crack at the person outside.

She has no friends here, but she can talk to the two girls next door.

But they switched to the night shift a few days ago. They were already at work at this time. Who would knock on her door?

Could it be that Lu Jiangting is back?

"Xiaolin, are you there?"

The person outside the door spoke, it was not Lu Jiangting, but Fu Huaiyi.

Lin Yuyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Huh? Why is he here again?

"It's Brother Fu, I'm here, please wait a moment."

She had to pull the table out of the way to open the door.

When the door opened, I saw Fu Huaiyi standing at the door with a bottle of medicine in his hand.

"Your leg is badly injured. Safflower oil won't work. Use this."

Lin Yuyao took the medicine. She recognized it. It was specially supplied to their troops and could not be bought outside.

The effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis is very good.

Lin Yuyao was somewhat touched, "Brother Fu, you are such a good person, thank you."

I?

Good person?

Fu Huaiyi felt a little embarrassed, but he was still very happy in his heart.

"Who is better, me or Lu Jiangting?"

ah?

His question left Lin Yuyao confused.

Fu Huaiyi realized that he had asked a stupid question and quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, this is for you."

It's a key.

"What key is this?"

"The bicycle key, the one I rode last time. I've seen your bicycle, and it probably can't be repaired. Even if it can be repaired, I think you'll have enough to buy a used one. It's not worth it."

Lin Yuyao looked embarrassed when she heard this.

She did buy it second-hand. Who says she is poor?

Lin Yuyao refused to answer and said, "Your car is quite expensive, I'm afraid it will break down. I won't be living here for a few days, I will find a house to move out as soon as possible, and I won't need the car anymore."

"Take it. It's very convenient to use with a car. Return it to me when you don't need it anymore."

Fu Huaiyi forced the key into her hand.

"This..." Lin Yuyao was about to say something, but saw that he had turned around and left.

She was so embarrassed that she could only accept it.

Lin Yuyao understood that people helped her because they felt guilty about assaulting her parents at Lu Jiangting's doorstep.

But they have already helped her a lot, and she feels that she has already paid it back.

She felt really embarrassed to ask others for help.

Forget it, just keep it for now, and find a chance to talk to him later, so that he doesn't have to feel guilty, and he doesn't owe her anything anymore.

…

The next day, Lin Yuyao saw Fu Huaiyi's bicycle downstairs.

It's quite new and very comfortable to ride. It's definitely much better than that old bike.

Bicycles were quite expensive back then, and his was estimated to cost several hundred yuan. She couldn't afford to pay for it if she damaged it.

Lin Yuyao rode extremely slowly and carefully, and she almost was late for work today.

Two days later, the boss Fu Leyi came to pay them their wages.

Lin Yuyao only worked for half a month last month. In fact, there were still two days left before half a month, but her boss still gave her half a month's salary, 40 yuan.

"Thank you, boss."

Fu Leyi said with a smile: "Why do you always say thank you? You should take the salary, keep it well."

"Why."

"By the way, I haven't been here recently. How are you doing? Are you still used to it?"

Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "I'm used to it. Sister Zhou and Sister Liu are very nice, and there are free books to read. There is no better job than this."

"Hahaha, you're so silly and honest. Okay, I'll just stick to it if it's a habit."

Fu Leyi paid them their wages, walked around, asked them a few questions casually, and then went back.

The car parked at the door was hers. There was a handsome and stylish young man in the driver's seat. He very politely held an umbrella for her and opened the door for her to get in.

Lin Yuyao thought, this must be the driver that was meant for her.

It's nice to have money.

Just as she was thinking this, Zhou Jing said, "That's the boss's husband."

ah?

Lin Yuyao looked at Zhou Jing in surprise.

Zhou Jing smiled and said, "It doesn't look like that, does it?"

Lin Yuyao: "I thought it was the driver."

"Ha, he's her driver too."

Um?

"That's the live-in son-in-law her parents found for her."

"Huh? Really?"

"Well, she had a brother who died in an accident. They had no sons left, only her as a daughter, so her family found a live-in son-in-law for her. Their family is quite wealthy and can afford a live-in son-in-law."