Chapter 103 Chapter 103 1st update
Although Fu Mingze still doesn't know how to make pancakes, after taking care of pregnant women for more than half a year, his cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds and he can now cook delicious dishes.
Shen Shaoyuan, his father-in-law whose cooking skills had remained the same for decades without any improvement, was simply like trash in comparison.
Fu Mingze was busy cooking in the kitchen, while the father and daughter were sitting in the small living room drinking tea and chatting.
"When are you planning to go to the capital?" Shen Shaoyuan asked.
"Wait until I get into college." Chen Moer said while eating sour apricots. "I think Liu Yinshuang means that I will definitely be able to enter college next year at the latest. And, judging from the current situation, it should be about the same."
The father and daughter had discussed Liu Yinshuang privately. They themselves were "different", so naturally they were more accepting of Liu Yinshuang.
If they inexplicably came to a new world and replaced the identities of Shen Laoqi and Shen Moli in this world, then Liu Yinshuang should have been "starting over again."
In this world, women can also take part in the "Imperial Examination", which is indeed quite new to Shen Shaoyuan. Even though he has been in this world for so many years and has witnessed women doing countless things that would have been impossible in Daliang, he has never seen the college entrance examination after all.
Shen Shaoyuan is very supportive of Shen Moer's college entrance examination.
In Daliang, even though his daughter was of noble status and extremely intelligent, it was still impossible for her to take the imperial examination and enter the court.
But in Shen Shaoyuan's heart, he always felt that his brother's princes were not much more capable than his own daughter, they just had the advantage of status.
Now that she has changed her world, his daughter is really good at everything she does.
College entrance examination, becoming a college student, going to the capital... his daughter's future is still very bright.
"It just so happens that I received a reply from Capital Publishing House today. They want to publish the comic strip I drew and asked if I am interested in being an art editor." Shen Shaoyuan said with a smile.
Shen Moer was pleasantly surprised: "Really, that's great!"
In recent years, newspapers and magazines of all sizes have been resumed one after another, and many publishing houses that had closed down have also resumed operations. After nearly a decade of silence, the cultural community is cautiously recovering. Since the beginning of the year, many places have shown signs of regrouping.
Ever since Shen Shaoyuan became obsessed with comic strips a few years ago, he has been looking for them everywhere. When he had collected all the comic strips available on the market and had run out of them, he started drawing comic strips himself out of boredom.
In fact, what Shen Shaoyuan wanted to paint most were stories from the Daliang period, such as the intrigues in the court, the struggles in the harem, and the wars between countries, but the general environment obviously did not allow it, so he looked for materials from people around him, and successively painted the story of a kiln worker in a kiln factory who had a rough and inspiring experience, and the story of the Second Embroidery Factory in Southern Province from its establishment to its development and growth, which can be regarded as using local materials.
As Shen Moer often said, her father really had no talent in "serious things", but he really had extraordinary talents in other things besides "serious things".
Take these two comic strip stories for example. In terms of the material itself, there is definitely a plot, but the fun is actually lacking. There is no way they can be as fascinating and gripping as comic strips like "The Feather Letter" and "Landmine Warfare".
But Shen Shaoyuan just happened to draw the story with ups and downs, and with his excellent painting skills, Shen Moer can say without guilt that the comic strips drawn by her father are not inferior to any well-known comic strips on the market.
Some time ago, I don't know where Shen Shaoyuan got the addresses and contact information of some publishing houses from, and sent a few sample manuscripts over. Shen Moer had seen them and found that they were all sent to publishing houses in the capital.
Although Shen Moer was very confident in her father's level, this was not Daliang after all, and her father was no longer the world-famous King Rui. What if he didn't recognize the gold and jade? It was entirely possible that the manuscript would be rejected.
In fact, this happened a month or two ago. Shen Moer guessed that her father's manuscript was most likely rejected, but she did not bring it up. Anyway, her father would be very happy when the baby came out of her belly. By then, he would be busy taking care of the baby, so how could he have the time to think about comic books?
Who knew I would be hired!
“Is that going to be published soon?”
Shen Moer couldn't wait. When her little kid could understand comic strips, he would be able to see the comic strips drawn by his own grandfather!
Well, you can also learn about your mother’s “entrepreneurship history” through comics.
With Liu Yinshuang's strong advocacy, the Embroidery Factory set up a "factory history room" to display some images, text materials, awards and commemorative items since its establishment. Liu Yinshuang said that these are the "entrepreneurship history" of their Southern Province Second Embroidery Factory.
Shen Moer decided that after her father's comic book was published, she would buy a set specifically about the Embroidery Factory and put it in the "Factory History Room".
"I don't think it will be that fast. The editor's letter said that they have just returned to the capital from their assigned place, and there is a lot of work to be done. So it will take at least until next year." Shen Shaoyuan was a little proud. "If you go to the capital, I will naturally go with you. Don't worry, your father will definitely be taken care of."
Shen Moer smiled and said, “Of course, my father is the best.”
When Fu Mingze came out with the plate, he happened to hear his wife giving his father-in-law some sweet talk, so he asked casually, "What's up, Dad? Is there something good going on?"
My father-in-law has worked in the Propaganda Department of the kiln factory for five years. He has made three leaps along the way, from a temporary worker to a regular worker to a deputy section chief. Last year, he was successfully promoted to the position of section chief.
Their former section chief Xu Weiguo was transferred to be in charge of the Security Section. He was so excited that a rough guy could finally leave the Propaganda Section.
For a moment, Fu Mingze couldn't think of anything good his father-in-law could have done recently that would be worthy of Shen Moer's praise.
Shen Moer didn't keep him waiting: "Dad sent a sample manuscript to a publishing house in the capital two months ago. Didn't you go to the province for a meeting during that time? I forgot to tell you later."
She smiled and said, "Dad said that he received a reply from the publishing house today. Both drafts have passed the review. They will probably be officially published next year or the year after next."
Fu Mingze knew that his father-in-law was drawing comic strips. Not only him, but his apprentice Zhou Pingan was also drawing.
The master and his apprentice are also quite interesting. Sometimes they praise each other for their good drawings, but sometimes they are at loggerheads with each other, insisting that the other's drawings are not good enough, or that the plot design is too stiff. After a quarrel, they lock themselves in their rooms to continue to revise their drawings, and then they show each other their drawings and praise each other... Looking at how his father-in-law and his apprentice get along, Fu Mingze actually understands how his director Shen's personality was formed.
Fu Mingze had seen the comic strips drawn by his father-in-law. To be honest, he felt that his father-in-law's comic strips were up to the standard for publication. He just didn't expect that a publishing house would contact him so quickly.
"That's a great joy."
Fu Mingze immediately joined in the praise, "The comic strips drawn by Dad are more enjoyable and readable than many on the market, and they really should be published."
Shen Moer glanced at Fu Zhiqing and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.
People like Fu Zhiqing, who are very outstanding themselves, will unconsciously demand others to meet their own standards, so it is not easy to hear him praise others.
However, when dealing with his father-in-law, Fu Zhiqing has gone from being a little awkward in the beginning to being very proficient now. When he praises his father-in-law, he is straightforward and not stiff, which shows his level of skill.
It happened that some delicious dishes were cooked today, so Shen Shaoyuan took some wine from his room, and the father-in-law and son-in-law drank a few glasses with the dishes as a celebration.
Shen Moer couldn't drink alcohol, so she drank a small cup of malted milk to accompany the drink.
Fu Mingze was thinking at first that his father-in-law was a very durable winemaker. He still had plenty of wine after drinking it for so many years. But after a few drinks, he felt a little intoxicated and didn't think about the alcohol anymore. Instead, he began to think silently about how to confess to his wife more easily.
I'm afraid it's difficult.
If they had just gotten married, it would make sense for him to say that he had some concerns in his heart and didn't mention them.
But they have been married for so many years, and he has never told Shen Moer the true situation of his family. Fu Mingze is really afraid that if he opens his mouth, his wife will be angry with him.
But in fact, hiding something like this becomes more and more difficult as time goes by.
Fu Mingze poured himself another glass of wine, thinking, at least, he must not mention it before the baby is born. What if his Director Shen gets emotional and gives birth prematurely or feels unwell, then it will be a waste of time.
We have to wait until she gives birth and then tell her when she is in a good mood.
Shen Shaoyuan glanced at his son-in-law, and inexplicably felt that the wine his son-in-law drank was not meant to celebrate for him, but to drown his sorrows in alcohol.
He stretched out two fingers and tapped them lightly on the table, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything bothering you?"
Fu Mingze held the wine cup, shook his head subconsciously, looked at Shen Shaoyuan blankly, and was stunned for two seconds before finding another topic: "I suddenly thought that after Zheng Jiamin and the others returned to the city, I wonder if they can arrange work."
Just two days ago, according to the documents issued by relevant superior departments, Jiangbei County has decided to arrange for educated youth who have been working in the countryside for more than five years to return to the city one after another. It just so happens that this batch meets the requirements. Recently, Zheng Jiamin, Wang Qiutong and others have begun to prepare to return to the city.
Of course, according to the policy, even if the educated youth had been sent to the countryside for more than five years, they could not return to the city as long as they got married locally.
Therefore, those educated youth who had started families, like Cheng Tao and Xing Fangjie, and those who had started families with local members like him, did not meet the requirements for returning to the city.
Cheng Tao and Xing Fangjie are quite open-minded. Now one of them is a teacher and the other is the deputy director of an embroidery factory. They both have their own jobs and careers. Their children have long been accustomed to the life here, and their days back in the city may not be more comfortable than they are now.
Since the policy does not allow it, they don't have to be in a dilemma.
But some educated youth don’t think so, especially those who married local members in order to have a better life. Many of them are now asking for divorce.
Fu Mingze felt that with such a large-scale return to the city, there might not be that many jobs available for the returning educated youth, and it was unknown how everyone would live. For those with good family conditions like Zheng Jiamin and Wang Qiutong, it would be better, but for those with poor family conditions, it might not be more comfortable than staying in the countryside.
In fact, based on the information he received, he always felt that the country would resume the college entrance examination in the next one or two years.
I just don't know if people like them will be qualified to take the exam.
Fu Mingze naturally wanted to return to the capital, but the prerequisite was that his wife could also go to the capital.
If he has the chance to return to the capital, I wonder if his Director Shen would be willing to give up the embroidery factory and go back with him?
Oh, no, before that, he has to confess his "crimes" to his wife.
As Fu Mingze thought about it, he felt more and more dizzy and his mind was in a fuss. He thought for a long time and finally wanted to return to the matter that was hanging over his head. His brows immediately frowned and he stared blankly at the half plate of stir-fried water spinach left in front of him.
"Is he drunk?" Shen Shaoyuan glanced at Fu Mingze and asked uncertainly.
Shen Moer looked at Fu Mingze carefully and nodded uncertainly: "It looks a bit like him."
The main reason is that Fu Zhiqing usually doesn't have any extra expressions on his face. Now that he has drunk alcohol, except for the slightly red ears, his complexion has not changed. Even his eyes are still deep and dark.
The only thing is that I looked a little dazed.
"Fu Mingze?"
Shen Moer tried to call out.
Fu Mingze turned his head to look at her. He didn't know what he was thinking about. His expression changed slightly. He reached out and grabbed her hand, muttering, "Wife, I didn't mean it. You must forgive me. Don't be angry. Don't get angry and hurt yourself. Otherwise, our daughter will feel uncomfortable in your belly."
Shen Moer thought that he really had drunk too much. It was rare for Fu Zhiqing to drink too much. This was very different from his usual calm and self-controlled appearance. Shen Moer thought that her own Fu Zhiqing was really cute, so she deliberately picked a quarrel and asked back, "Are you concerned about me or your daughter?"
Fu Mingze looked at her deeply, lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against the back of her hand: "Of course I care about you the most, and your daughter naturally cares about you too."
Tsk, you’re quite good at talking.
Shen Moer raised her eyebrows and asked again: “Then what bad things have you done that make you so afraid that I will be angry?”
Fu Mingze looked up at her again, hesitated for a while, and finally sighed and said, "I..."
He had just said one word when his head hit the table, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Shen Moer: “…”
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