A movie ticket costs two cents, which isn't expensive for a working-class family. However, some families need to support seven or eight people, and they might not be able to afford those two cents.
After earning money, Lin Jingyue would occasionally take Xiaomingyue to the movies, even though the only films available were about wartime. She wanted her child to broaden her horizons and also to cultivate her patriotism.
In short, girls should be raised in a wealthy and comfortable environment so that they won't be easily swayed by sweet words from boys later in life.
There are snacks sold inside the movie theater. You can buy a pack of sunflower seeds for a dime, which makes watching the movie less boring.
Popcorn isn't available yet, but some people will bring their own snacks.
There weren't many people at the movie theater; most were people on blind dates or young couples on dates. It was rare to see someone like Lin Jingyue bringing her child.
Xiaomingyue found a seat and sat down, then waved to her mother.
The two sat down and waited a while before the projectionist began loading the film. Today's film was new, but it was still in black and white, and it was still a war film.
For a local child like Xiaomingyue, the subject matter didn't matter; she watched with great interest. However, for Lin Jingyue, a soul from another world, these kinds of films held little appeal. The first few times she came out of curiosity about films from this era, but afterwards she simply accompanied her child.
Inside the movie theater, you could occasionally hear people cracking sunflower seeds and chatting, but thankfully no one was making a lot of noise, so it wasn't too noisy.
The young couple in the back row didn't seem to be focused on the movie. Instead, in the dim light, they quietly held hands and intertwined their fingers. This was a rare opportunity for them to be together; once they left the theater, they would have to separate.
In other words, there are no surveillance cameras now. If this were in later times, the back-end surveillance footage would be crystal clear. However, for people in later times, holding hands is as commonplace as breathing.
The two people who were dating weren't really interested in the movie. They wouldn't have come to see a movie if they weren't attracted to each other. So, each of them, like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, wanted to show off their best side.
Lin Jingyue sat in her seat, but her mind wasn't on the film. Her royalties increased with her fame, but now it seemed her short story writing had reached its limit. Relatively speaking, longer works offered greater potential.
Short stories are a one-time purchase; you can lend them to others afterward. But novels are different. Once you buy one, you look forward to the next, making it a series of purchases.
The main reason is that she has already made a name for herself, and she feels it would be a waste not to make good use of that fame and maximize its value.
So for her next project, she decided to write a long piece and show it to an editor she was on good terms with. If the editor thought it was acceptable, then they could discuss collaboration.
It's good to have powerful backers; if the editor approves, then what she did was perfectly reasonable. Who knows, maybe in a few years, she'll even become one of the first people to earn ten thousand yuan a year.
Just thinking about it makes me happy.
Looking down, I saw the little guy sitting next to me with bright eyes, his pupils reflecting images from the movie. Those gray, drab images were shimmering with a red light.
Just like in the movie, the war will eventually end, that dark time will eventually come to an end, and the people will eventually usher in their light!
As the game ended, the lights suddenly came on, and everyone got up and left in an orderly fashion.
"Mom, I want to be a useful person to the country when I grow up!" On the way, Xiaomingyue suddenly had this thought.
Although the movie is fictional, everyone knows clearly what really happened in China. The peace and tranquility we enjoy today was bought with the blood of our ancestors.
Never forget national humiliation; this is etched in the hearts of the Chinese people.
Lin Jingyue couldn't describe her feelings, but she never regretted taking her child to the movies.
"If you have this goal in mind, then move in that direction. But what Mom wants to tell you is, don't give up easily. If you give up halfway, Mom won't support you."
"Mom, I know. But I still don't know what I should do. Do you have any suggestions?"
Xiaomingyue looked serious, not like she was joking, and this kind of thing shouldn't be a joke.
Lin Jingyue gently rubbed her little head and smiled, "These are things you should think about yourself, not let others influence your thoughts. You just need to know that Mom will always be there to support you."
It's a good thing for children to have dreams. At this time, parents only need to accompany them and don't need to impose their own ideas on their children.
Xiao Mingyue lowered her head, pondering the word "dream." It's a very simple yet profound word; only when you truly understand it are you closest to your dream.
Many years later, standing on the podium, facing the flashing lights, Chen Mingyue proudly declared to the world that her success was inseparable from her mother's support. And that gentle figure in the audience remained the one she always looked to.
Lin Jingyue didn't expect to run into such unlucky people on her way home. She passed by a supply and marketing cooperative halfway there and thought she would go in to buy some daily necessities. But as soon as she went in, she saw the Chen family.
Granny Chen was dressed in drab, patched clothes, wearing a headscarf, her body hunched over, clutching a piece of cloth in her hand, which contained money.
Stepping outside the perspective of a daughter-in-law and her own life, from a stranger's point of view, she is actually quite pitiful. She never had a good life, and toiled her whole life for her children.
But her inability to escape the situation is not a reason for her to make things difficult for her daughter-in-law. The suffering was not brought about by her daughter-in-law, but by herself.
At first, Granny Chen didn't recognize Lin Jingyue and Chen Mingyue. After all, the two had changed so much, and they were wearing clothes that she couldn't afford, looking glamorous and like people from another world.
It wasn't until Lin Jingyue spoke that she felt a sense of familiarity and recognition.
"Please weigh out a pound of peach shortbread for me, thank you."
The sales clerk also tailored her approach to the customer; seeing that she was well-dressed, her attitude changed accordingly, completely different from her previous arrogant and domineering demeanor.
But it's understandable, after all, it's a secure job, and you won't be fired easily.
"Your peach shortbread."
"Thank you." Lin Jingyue paid, took the peach shortbread, and left with the somewhat silent Xiao Mingyue.
From the moment she saw Granny Chen, she fell silent and didn't even glance at her, as if she had been frightened.
Those events from years ago have only been a few months in the past. Can childhood trauma be forgotten so easily?
As the saying goes, some people use their childhood to heal their entire lives, while others spend their entire lives healing from their childhood.
Lin Jingyue felt a pang of heartache and also felt intense hatred for the original owner of this body. Why didn't she protect her own child?
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