Chapter 634: Staying Up Late to Revise the Manuscript
But they only ate coarse grains like cornmeal, and it was good enough if they could eat white flour buns for half a year.
When she came out to go to college, her family saved money and hoped that after a few years of hard work, she would be able to make a name for herself.
The biggest dream of the whole family is to sit together during the Chinese New Year and eat a meal of dumplings filled with pure pork.
So she ate Lin Qingqing's big meat buns, feeling both happy and sad.
She vowed to work hard so that her family could eat pure pork dumplings as soon as possible.
By the time Lin Qingqing had put everything in place, Yang Ying was already lying on the bed, unable to move, rubbing her stomach with both hands and groaning.
She ate four steamed buns for dinner, three steamed buns for supper, a big pear, a big meat bun, and six or seven small snacks. If she didn't hum, who would?
Lin Qingqing didn't eat much on the way, just a steamed bun with chili sauce.
Yang Ying hummed for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and jumped up: "Oh no, oh no, tomorrow is the deadline for submitting the manuscript, and I haven't finished revising it yet."
"I haven't changed either. This time when I went back, I was busy with my second uncle's wedding."
Yang Ying touched her belly painfully, looking like a pregnant woman who was several months pregnant, which made Lin Qingqing burst into laughter.
After eating a steamed bun and drinking a few sips of hot water, Lin Qingqing took out her manuscript and sat under the lamp to revise it late into the night.
Yang Ying was so full that she couldn't even sit down.
The inspiration is gone.
No wonder the ancients said that a fat intestine means a light brain. Eating too much will indeed affect your IQ.
The two of them stayed up until late at night before climbing into bed exhausted.
The manuscript is like this. I'll submit it first to give it a try. I don't care whether it succeeds or fails. The worst result is that it won't be accepted.
The next day, the four people in the dormitory submitted their manuscripts together.
Zhou Xilai and Wei Xiaobao arrived in Yanjing in the afternoon.
They found a hotel near Peking University and settled in. It was already past five in the afternoon when Zhou Xilai called Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing knew that her second uncle and second aunt would arrive in Yanjing in the next two days, so she paid special attention to their phone calls and ran to the grocery store several times a day.
She came just after Zhou Xilai finished his call and hurriedly replied. When she heard that they had arrived in Yanjing, she was of course very happy and agreed to go out for dinner.
When she came out, she saw a half-worn bicycle next to the grocery store, so she asked, "Boss, are you selling this bicycle?"
The boss became familiar with her and had a good impression of her because she was very generous every time she came. Not only did she give him enough money for the phone bill, she would also buy some things to take back.
Now half of the grocery store depends on her.
"Yes, we want to sell it!" The boss nodded vigorously.
"How much?" Lin Qingqing thought it would be a good idea to buy a bicycle so that she wouldn't have to run around every day, which was a waste of time.
"To be honest, this is someone else's selling it here. The owner is selling it for forty dollars, and I want a five-dollar commission, so forty-five dollars in total. We're old acquaintances, so if you want to buy it, I'll take forty-three."
"Let me try getting out of the car first."
Lin Qingqing got on the bike and took it for a spin. She felt that everything was fine except the chain lacking oil.
A new bicycle costs over two hundred yuan and is hard to find. Although this one is old, it does not affect its usability.
"Boss, I want this car, but I only have ten dollars on me. I'll give you ten dollars first, and I'll deliver the rest tomorrow. What do you think?"
"Okay!" The boss was a righteous man and agreed readily.
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