Wang Tianxiao sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), patting Wang Peng to sleep with one hand, and hugging Wang Fang with the other, telling her stories.
Just like in her previous life, her daughter Wang Fang was very interested in listening to stories. When Wang Tianxiao was not around, she would ask her aunt Wang Xiaolan to tell her stories every day.
Wang Tianxiao then realized that Wang Xiaolan also had a literary heart and a literary dream.
When I saw Wang Xiaolan's poems and articles, although I didn't understand them very well, I found them very interesting. So I remembered several famous magazines from that era, and took the opportunity of going to town to buy all the bound volumes from the past few years, so that Wang Xiaolan could study them and try submitting them to magazines.
A person's literary talent seems to be innate. Although Wang Xiaolan did not graduate from junior high school, because she loves words, her writing is full of literary flair.
Wang Tianxiao thought it would be good for his younger sister to give it a try.
One doesn't have to put all their eggs in one basket; who knows if she'll succeed?
In their past lives, no one took the time to care for or observe this younger sister, which may have buried a promising writer.
Even if she doesn't go very far down this path, reading more and writing more will cultivate her character and enhance her knowledge, which is a good thing in itself.
At the station, besides her brother and sister-in-law, Wang Xiaolan and Mi Xiaoqing were the closest. This was not only because they were of similar age, but also because they had both worked outside and had a bit of an artistic flair, so they got along quite well.
Li Guanping had originally planned to stay away from the station for a while after the New Year when things were less busy, but he couldn't resist missing Mi Xiaoqing and abandoned his principles to stay here.
Hard work pays off, and their relationship is becoming more and more stable. If things continue at this pace, they can get engaged in the second half of the year.
The longer the night lasts, the more things could go wrong. Wang Tianxiao secretly urged his brother-in-law many times to act when the time was right and to take the lead when necessary.
If a man likes a woman and she likes him back, he should never be reserved and should take the initiative.
Procrastination only erodes the relationship and does nothing to improve the love.
Wang Tianxiao always thought that men who always hoped to move women with their deep affection and make them fall in love with them wholeheartedly were a bit old-fashioned.
No wonder you're single.
There is nothing in this world that can be accomplished by being reserved, and the same applies to pursuing a woman.
The Wu brothers and their spouses continued to work diligently, rising with the sun and resting at sunset, gradually making this place almost their home and getting used to this lifestyle.
Liu Yuan, on the other hand, is occasionally enthusiastic but habitually indifferent, and his attitude towards people is not as good as that towards small animals.
Wang Tianxiao's strategy in response was to constantly try to get closer to him.
Anyway, he's an old man, so there's nothing he needs to care about. Just say nice things and be sweet-talking. Whenever Liu Yuan is asked to do something, even if he seems unwilling on the surface, he will eventually refuse.
Life at the airfield moved forward slowly and uneventfully, but happily.
April arrived in the blink of an eye.
People in the mountains refer to the lunar calendar when they talk about days.
It's rare to say the Gregorian calendar.
In the fourth month of the lunar calendar, which is after May Day in the Gregorian calendar, less than half of the year has passed.
And in the mountains, the season has finally arrived at early summer.
Although March and April are only a month or two apart, for people in the mountains, it's like the early morning sky. One moment it seems dark, and the next it's suddenly bright.
In March, only apricot and peach trees, which sprouted late in spring, began to show signs of new life, and some grasses that were not so afraid of the cold poked their heads out.
But by April, the mountains and fields are basically covered in blooming flowers, and the grass begins to grow lush.
The dandelions and wormwood gradually grew very lush, and from a distance, the entire hillside was covered with a green expanse.
On the mountain ridges, there are rows of seas of flowers, mainly apricot, peach and plum, interspersed with some early-ripening pears and apples, etc.
In addition to some wild rapeseed flowers, bindweed, hyacinths, and brocade, standing on the mountain ridge and looking out, the early summer breeze gently blows, sweeping across the entire sea of flowers and grass, a breathtaking sight.
As the plants gradually recovered, almost all the birds returned.
Ziwu Ridge is home to more than a hundred kinds of birds, big and small, all kinds, and colorful. The larger ones include golden eagles, kestrels, pigeon hawks, and so on. These are all birds of prey. There are even more smaller ones, many of which Wang Tianxiao cannot distinguish and does not know their names.
Birds often roost in certain forests. If disturbed, they will fly in flocks, sometimes so densely packed that they can block out the sun.
This is often the time when those birds of prey slaughter themselves, each one eating until they are stuffed to death.
The little golden eagle at the station has grown quite a bit. With the arrival of the new season, it has also made two new friends, and they fly and play together every day.
Sometimes I'm so tired of playing that I don't even want to come back at night.
Wang Tianxiao wasn't upset about this. Since releasing the two leopard cats and the badger, they've been doing well. He's come to terms with it now. These wild animals belong to nature, and keeping them as pets isn't necessarily a happy thing for them. Returning them to nature is a good thing.
However, he kept guessing that there were three Golden Eagles in total, and he didn't know how their genders were arranged.
These birds of prey are monogamous. If there is one male and two females, will there be any conflicts? And what about the lonely, unmarried man? How will he cope? It's pitiful.
Besides these interesting things, for the people in the mountains, there are all kinds of wild vegetables that they can never finish eating.
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