Chapter 434: People's Literature Publishing House
She had done this before.
If Fu Jingyou hadn't been in a hurry to find something to eat after school, he wouldn't have noticed.
When Fu Jingyou said this, Lu Miao also remembered the stupid things he had done before, and quickly closed his eyes and kept repeating "sleep, sleep".
Fu Jingyou shook his head helplessly, rubbed both sides of her lumbar spine to warm them up, and then lay down.
In the morning, Fu Jingyou went to the ice factory at one o'clock to load two trucks of goods.
After coming back and having breakfast with Lu Miao, I rode my bike to take her to school.
On the way, Lu Miao asked him:
"You went to the ice factory this early before? And went straight to school after work without even eating breakfast?"
Fu Jingyou nodded truthfully, "Yeah."
At that time, I was afraid that I would be exposed, so how could I dare to go back and eat?
"I don't call you Fu Laoniu for nothing!"
Lu Miao angrily punched him on the back several times.
As the old saying goes, if you want the horse to run fast, you have to feed it grass diligently.
This silly cow would rather not eat than work!
Lu Miao was so angry that he was sobbing.
Fu Jingyou quickly comforted her, "That was in the past. I promise I won't do that again. I will definitely eat a full meal before going to school."
"You better be!"
Lu Miao wasn't as easy to talk to as he was last night:
"If you continue to do this recklessly, Fu Jingyou."
She pinched his waist and hadn't called his full name for a long time, but this time she did.
"There's a saying that goes, 'Those who plant trees will enjoy the shade.' Fu Jingyou, if you die of exhaustion at such a young age, I'm telling you, your children will have to call someone else dad, and your wife will have to be hugged by someone else."
The bicycle twisted for a while and suddenly stopped.
Fu Jingyou's eyes were dark and his body turned in an incredible arc to look at Lu Miao.
Lu Miao was frightened by his gaze, "Why are you glaring at me? I told you not to take care of yourself!"
If this were at home, Fu Jingyou would have pressed her down and spanked her on the butt.
"Don't talk nonsense. I'll be more careful next time."
"snort."
Lu Miao rolled his eyes at him.
The bicycle started moving again, wobbling, and after a few minutes it stopped steadily in front of the main gate of the Military and Peking University.
"I'll be there at 12:50 at noon. Please go downstairs five minutes early. Don't get caught in the sun if you come down too early."
"knew!"
Lu Miao waved at him, spun around, and her little face smiled as bright and pretty as a white jasmine flower.
I walked into the school.
Fu Jingyou stood there watching her walk away, then turned around and headed towards the National People's Congress.
At noon, Fu Jingyou came to deliver lunch. In addition to the lunch box, he also brought two cans.
A bottle of slightly hot brown sugar water.
There is another bottle of orange-flavored soda that was heated in boiling water at home.
Lu Miao's daily life is special.
If she hadn't really wanted to drink it last night, Fu Jingyou really wouldn't have bought it for her.
Now I buy it and warm it with hot water, but I don’t dare let her drink too much
I took a palm-sized can of orange slices and filled it halfway.
During their daily life, Tang Mei watched her closely, and Lu Miao knew that he was the only one who would spoil her.
Of course, you won’t think there’s not enough in the can.
After finishing her meal, she held the soda and drank it, and wanted to take the leftovers upstairs.
Fu Jingyou took the bottle directly and drank the rest in one gulp.
Lu Miao stamped his feet anxiously:
"Why did you drink it all? I can finish it slowly here!"
"Just try it."
Fu Jingyou unscrewed the bottle cap and handed her another bottle of brown sugar water.
"If you want to drink, drink this. If you behave, I'll give it to you next time. If you cheat, you won't get it anymore."
Lu Miao was indignant, and the hot brown sugar water in his hand was grabbed by him.
"I'll drink more when I get home this afternoon!"
Fu Jingyou nodded and said, "I'll get it for you when I get back."
Lu Miao was satisfied, his face brightened, and he chuckled.
This place is located on the outer building of the Foreign Languages Institute, next to a small woods. It is cool and there are few people at meal times.
Lu Miao looked around.
After making sure that there was no one around, she gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving.
Maybe it's because it's outside.
Or maybe it was because I was in college.
Lu Miao ran away quickly, and Fu Jingyou sat there with his face red all the way to his neck.
His heart was pounding, Fu Jingyou covered his face and looked around, feeling guilty like a thief.
…
He didn't stay in the military college for too long. In order to ensure that his wife and children would still be his in the future, Fu Jingyou went home and ate a full meal before going back to school.
When I entered the classroom, the lunch bell just rang.
Hu Ying looked at him with raised eyebrows as he approached, stretched his neck and asked:
"We had meat for lunch? What good news makes you so happy?"
Fu Jingyou curled the corners of his lips and touched the side of his face that was kissed by his wife.
"You don't understand since you don't have a wife, so don't ask around."
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Hu Yinglai made a questioning face.
Time flies and soon it’s the weekend.
Between newspapers and publishing houses, Lu Miao prefers publishing houses.
Lu Miao had inquired about it before taking the written translation test there.
The publishing house mainly publishes written content, and most of the tasks it publishes are short and long-form tasks.
There is usually a general completion deadline, while others only require submitting part of the content every 15 days to check progress.
The settlement of royalties is similar to that at the translation office. A receipt is issued and the payment is made after review.
This method is relatively stable and you don’t have to run back and forth all the time.
Most importantly, the price is high.
Lu Miao was going to the publishing house to see the results. It happened to be the weekend, and Fu Jingyou had nothing else to do, so he accompanied her.
The People's Literature Publishing House is a spacious four-story building.
The exterior walls were washed by rain, and a faint yellow hue appeared in the white.
It looks old, but compared to other buildings on the street, the building is still brand new and glorious.
Lu Miao has seen all kinds of magnificent buildings in the world.
This small, shabby building with Western retro peripherals was nothing special to her.
But for Fu Jingyou, a native of the era, it was different.
Lu Miao went in to ask about the result, and Fu Jingyou stood outside watching.
Grand, brilliant and classy.
Many new buildings on Renmin University campus are of this style.
Translation was a tough job in Fu Jingyou's mind, but when he looked at the work in front of him, he was shocked and moved.
This place doesn't look simple at first glance.
It's just like the office of a senior government official.
Cultural people still have to do cultural work.
If she is really hired, it will be enough to prove that his wife is a very capable person.
After waiting at the door for about forty minutes, Lu Miao finally came down from upstairs.
When she left, she only had her household registration page with her, but when she came back, she was smiling brightly and holding a small stack of books.
Fu Jingyou knew after seeing it that the matter was settled.
Sure enough, Lu Miao approached and said:
"It's done!"
Fu Jingyou nodded, his chin slightly raised, his back straight, his chest swelled with pride.
He opened the bag and asked her to put the book in. "Are we going back now?"
Lu Miao shook his head, his face full of joy, and pointed with his tender white fingertips at the Sibao News Agency a hundred meters away on the other side of the street:
“I have to go there again!”
Fu Jingyou was puzzled, so Lu Miao told him about his visit to the newspaper office yesterday.
Fu Jingyou was a little unhappy after hearing this:
"If there are no good people, just leave it alone. I won't go to their house anyway."
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