Another six days passed by immersed in learning paper-making skills.

"Qingqing, the captain is here to see you!" It was Wang Lingling's voice.

Captain? Are you here to talk to her about visiting the farm?

Yi Qingqing's mind moved, and she quickly exited the skill teaching mode, climbed down from the kang and opened the door.

Fortunately, she would wash up before lying on the kang to study every day, to avoid the situation where someone would suddenly come to her and she would have to clean up her appearance and hesitate for a long time without being able to open the door.

Section 106

"Uncle Youtian?" Yi Qingqing opened the door and saw the team leader Zhao Youtian. "You are a rare guest. Come in and sit down!"

"No, no," Zhao Youtian waved his hand. Even though there was a generation gap between them, it was not appropriate for him to sit in the girl's room. "I'm here to tell you the good news."

"Ah? What good news?" This stunned Yi Qingqing.

"You finally gave face to our team leader. Today I went to a meeting at the commune, and the secretary called me and praised me a lot. He said that we educated youth did a good job in our work!" Zhao Youtian smiled so well that his face was full of wrinkles.

Yi Qingqing was even more confused and bewildered. What did this have to do with her?

"Look at me, I'm so happy that I forgot about it." Seeing that she was still half confused, Captain Zhao Youtian took out a folded newspaper from his inner pocket and squinted his eyes to look for something.

When Yi Qingqing saw the newspaper, she had already guessed something.

Zhao Youtian searched for a while, then paused. "Look, this article was written by you, right? "A Letter to My Family", written by Yi Qingqing!"

Yi Qingqing leaned over to take a look, and it was really hers! She was immediately overjoyed.

Although I worked hard on writing it, it only took me three days to conceive and write it, simply because I wanted to make my reason for visiting the farm more convincing.

I was still very confident when I threw it, but later on I gradually didn't care about it so much.

Regardless of whether your submission is successful or not, the reason for visiting is to find material and inspiration to write a better manuscript.

I almost forgot this was happening.

After all, on the surface only about a month had passed, but including the time she had spent studying in the skill teaching mode, it was already much longer than that.

It's been quite a while indeed.

"You wrote such a great article! You praised our Xiangshui Village Brigade so much that I almost didn't recognize it, hahaha!"

Zhao Youtian laughed so happily, he didn't think Yi Zhiqing's praise was too much. In the words of the commune secretary, Yi Zhiqing had a pair of eyes that were good at discovering beauty and a heart that was toward the sunshine, so all she saw was light and beauty.

There were some places he had not even discovered himself, and only after she wrote them down did they seem so precious.

For example, when everyone stayed up late to cut sweet potatoes together, although they were tired, they were also very happy when they were chatting and singing.

He, who had lived in Xiangshui Village for most of his life, had never noticed these things, but Yi Zhiqing noticed them and wrote them down, which shows that she really likes and identifies with their Xiangshui Village.

Zhao Youtian likes it most when others praise Xiangshui Village. He is happier when people praise Xiangshui Village than when they praise himself.

"Thank you for the compliment. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that my manuscript was published in the newspaper!" Yi Qingqing was also very happy.

I got accepted on my first submission and it was published in the newspaper, which is as rare as appearing on TV in later generations.

The two looked at each other and smiled, so discordant.

"Uncle Arita, aren't we going to dig ditches at the farm later? Can I go and take a look? I'm curious about the farm model and want to find some material to write something."

Now that there was a precedent of being in the newspaper, Yi Qingqing felt more confident in what she said.

"Why not? Your Aunt Guihua told me that we will blow the whistle to gather the people the day after tomorrow. Just come over when you hear the sound."

Zhao Youtian agreed without hesitation.

Today, the secretary of the commune said explicitly and implicitly that the article praised the Xiangshui Village Brigade a lot, but only mentioned the name of the commune once.

Isn’t it just that you want the commune to show its face as well?

This farm is directly managed by the commune. If Yi Zhiqing goes to the farm to take a look, maybe he can write another good article. Then the secretary should be satisfied, right?

"Okay, your aunt is waiting for me to go home for dinner, let's go!"

After Zhao Youtian reported the good news, he carefully folded the newspaper, put it back in his arms, put his hands behind his back, and walked away leisurely.

That step seemed to be full of pride.

Yi Qingqing silently looked at the time. It was just past two in the afternoon. Was the captain's family having dinner so early?

Zhao Youtian walked down the slope of the educated youth site, turned a corner, and went to the village chief's house.

Going back for dinner or something like that was just an excuse for not being serious. He had to take such a good article back to appreciate it with his good brothers, and then keep it carefully together with the honorary certificates of their Xiangshui Village Brigade.

The sensation caused by the team leader's visit to the educated youth site was quite extraordinary. Everyone was paying attention to him openly and secretly!

Among the four golden flowers, only Li Mengxue was absent because she went to the county town to make money.

On the boys' side, Zheng Xiaolong also went to the county town, Yun Guyuan was not in the room either, only Chen Zhihe was there.

As soon as the captain left, Wang Lingling and Qian Lailai couldn't help but ask.

"When did you submit your article to the provincial newspaper?"

"When I bought the newspaper and read it before," Yi Qingqing said, "you all know my mother's requirement for a certain number of words in a letter. I have to write to her anyway, and it's so long and it's very tiring, so I might as well polish it and try to submit it. If it's selected, I'll get a fee!"

At this point, Yi Qingqing suddenly thought of something: "This is a way to make money. You can also consider it. What we learned in school is not completely wasted. It can still make us rich."

She said this mainly to pay money to listen.

Qian Lailai makes money by planting on his own land and collecting firewood and selling it to Li Mengxue and others, which is very tiring.

If I could make some money by writing articles, not only would it make my life easier, but I could also use it as a way to review my knowledge, so I wouldn't forget everything I learned in school during these years in the countryside. It would also be helpful when the college entrance examination is resumed in the future.

“I’ll forget it.” Wang Lingling was very self-aware. Her writing skills were average and she couldn’t follow this path. She was also lazy and didn’t want to waste her energy. However, she also encouraged Qian Lailai: “Come on, you can give it a try. I remember you said before that your academic performance was very good!”

"Well, of course I can't miss this way to make money," Qian Lailai listened to it.