Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Journal Reply.
Even though the corn swells, we still need to harvest it.
Grind the corn kernels into powder, add some fine flour, and ferment them with old dough. The steamed steamed corn bread will be very fragrant.
These days every household cooks this way, and they mainly eat cornmeal, and only add some fine flour if they have the means.
After all the corn kernels were removed, Mu Mian used a bamboo sieve to shake out the scattered corn stalks and some husks.
Seeing his own father coming in from outside, Mu Mian put down the bamboo sieve, his whole body was filled with joy, "Dad, when you have time, make me a box!"
Most of the time, Mu Fugui directly responded to his daughter's requests, "Okay."
But Mu Fugui still asked, "Why do you want new ones? Don't you have two in your room? Aren't they enough to hold all your gadgets?"
Mu Mian nodded, "Yeah~"
It's not enough, her overwhelming wealth is about to overflow! !
It’s full! ! !
Mu Fugui: "It's too late today. I'll make it for you next Sunday when I'm free."
Mu Mian smiled brightly, "Thank you, Dad~"
Mu Fugui was a little dazzled by his daughter's smile. The little girl seemed to be particularly happy since she came back in the afternoon. She looked so happy and no one knew what she was happy about.
Mu Fugui also laughed, "Thank you too early. What kind of box do you want? I can't make a box like yours. I'm good at butchering pigs, but I'm really bad at carving!"
It is important for a person to know himself. He is not capable of doing delicate work. He cannot do things like carving patterns on wood even if his own daughter asks him to do so.
Mu Mian waved his hand, "No need for flowers, just enough to put things in it."
No matter whether it is a wooden box or a fancy box, any box that can hold treasures is a good box! !
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Mu Mian was so happy for two or three days in a row that he would open his little box and take a look before going to bed or when he woke up every day.
Not for anything else, just to see her incredible wealth and great luck!
This luck is better than in my previous life.
In the past it could only be called smooth sailing, but now it can be called a blessing! What a blessing! !
It's just that there is no lottery shop now, otherwise she would have to go in and place two bets.
But this copper bowl is no worse than a lottery ticket. Although it cannot be sold in a short period of time, it will definitely appreciate in value.
It is said that gold is valuable in troubled times and antiques are valuable in prosperous times. Once the economy develops well in the future, their value will surely increase rapidly! !
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With a lot of money under her belt, Mu Mian didn't forget to earn some extra money. She spent half a day every day writing and drawing at home, and her picture book had already taken shape.
On Wednesday, the weather turned cloudy.
The old lady is going to visit her younger daughter-in-law again. Both the sisters, Xiao Miemiao and Mai Xiao, are still in the age where they can hardly sell their products.
Many times, Zheng Xialan was unable to handle the work alone and needed help from her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law.
Mu Mian simply went along with them.
When the grandparents arrived, the two sisters, Xiao Miemiao, were fussing and crying.
Zheng Xialan and Xiao Chengzi, mother and son, each took care of one. Xiao Chengzi was a good older brother and was very skilled in taking pictures of children. It was obvious that he did this job often.
Zhao Meihua walked over to Xiao Chengzi and said, "Let me hold you for a while."
Little Orange immediately looked relieved.
It can be seen that there is a brother-sister relationship, but when the sisters are making trouble, this relationship is at least discounted by half.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat on the edge of the kang and chatted casually...
Zhao Meihua asked: "I see beans soaked in that basin, do you want to grind them?"
Zheng Xialan nodded, "Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang next door said they were planning to make some tofu this morning, and they came over this morning to ask if we wanted to use the grinder. We still have beans, so we might as well make some too."
Not every household has a stone mill. The Zhang family next door has one, and several other families nearby usually use the Zhang family's.
It's not in vain to use it, you will get something in return.
Therefore, when the Zhang family uses it, they usually ask several nearby stores for advice. After all, this thing is too bulky and it is quite difficult to wash it.
While the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were talking in the house, Mu Mian was helping with the beans in the yard. Some had been soaked, and some had not been peeled yet.
Less than ten minutes later, Zhao Meihua came out of the house, squatted beside the basin where the beans were soaking, picked up a handful and looked at it, then turned to Zheng Xialan and said, "I think it's almost done, let's take it to Lao Zhang and the others."
As he spoke, he did not forget to remind Mu Mian and Xiao Chengzi, "Keep an eye on Xiao Miao and Miao. If you can't comfort them when they wake up, bring them to your Grandma Zhang's house."
Mu Mian waved his hand, "Got it, grandma. Don't worry about what you and Aunt do. I'll be watching over you."
Zhao Meihua was indeed very relieved about her granddaughter. Without giving her any further instructions, she went out with her daughter-in-law, carrying the basin.
Grinding beans is not an easy job and it cannot be done in a short time.
When Mu Mian and Xiao Chengzi peeled the remaining beans, the old lady and Zheng Xialan had not returned yet.
Mu Mian looked around and added some water to the old hen.
Seeing that Xiao Mi and Miao sisters showed no signs of waking up, Mu Mian was just thinking about whether she should go to Grandma Zhang's house to check on her. As soon as she came out of the inner room, Xiao Mi started humming.
Within two seconds, Xiao Miaomiao followed her sister's steps and looked like she was about to wake up.
Hearing the noise, Mu Mian turned around and went back.
Murphy's Law was right. She thought the person would not wake up, but now Xiaomaizi's eyes were already open.
Little Chengzi carefully patted the still humming Xiao Miaomiao, trying to coax his little sister to sleep again.
Unfortunately, the little girl didn't give her brother much face, so the siblings just picked one up and coaxed her.
Mu Mian had just shaken Xiao Maizi a few times when Xiao Chengzi suddenly looked as if he had remembered something, "Sister, you have to first..."
Help them pee.
Xiao Chengzi didn't finish the rest of his words because Xiao Maizi had already urinated the moment he opened his mouth.
Although there was a diaper, some of it still seeped into Mu Mian's body.
As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar.
Mu Mian pulled out his wet arm and shook it skillfully.
This was much less than what Xiao Xuehua had done to her. Thinking of Xiao Xuehua, Mu Mian thought of her copper bowl again, and the corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably.
Xiao Chengzi was still busy helping Xiao Miaomiao pee when he saw his cousin was actually laughing.
Little Orange looked at me like I was stupid, "Sister, are you stupid?"
He was so happy even after being peed on.
Mu Mian looked mysterious. While changing Xiao Maizi's diaper, he said, "You don't understand. Maybe this is a sign that something good is going to happen to me."
Little Chengzi really didn't understand. He only knew that his sister's clothes would have to be washed soon, and washing clothes was not a good thing.
Mu Mian didn't explain to the little boy and just enjoyed himself.
The two sisters Xiao Miemiao who were not making a fuss about sleeping were easy to coax. After changing their diapers and cleaning them up, Mu Mian took two pieces of rags and waved them over their heads. The two sisters were amused and showed their
It was funny.
The two little ones have grown a bit in the past few months, and their facial features look more and more like Zheng Xialan, which is quite cute.
After the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came back from grinding the beans, Mu Mian happily brought a basin of bean dregs, and the whole family ate some simple bean dregs cakes in the evening.
Simple but delicious, full of bean flavor.
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Ten days passed in a flash and it was early September.
The summer vacation is coming to an end, and Mu Mian will soon proudly become a third-grade elementary school student.
It doesn’t matter what grade you are in, it’s all the same to Mu Mian.
She is now thinking about the two manuscripts she sent out. It has been so long, and she should have received a reply by now.
There has been no news till now, not even the shadow of a reply. Could it be that it has really fallen into oblivion?
The city where the journal publishing house is located is not as far from them as her brother. If you send something to her brother at a normal speed, it will arrive in half a month.
Logically speaking, the time taken by the publishing house will be even shorter.
Unfortunately, communication is not very convenient these days. Although Mu Mian is worried about her, there is nothing she can do and she can only wait.
However, although there was no news from the journal, Mu Zhuo's letter did arrive.
On Friday, Mu Fugui brought back a package. Mu Mian knew it was something her brother had sent. Her eyes lit up. "Brother, did you write back?"
It doesn’t matter what’s in the package, what matters is that there must be a letter inside!
It’s inconvenient to make phone calls these days, so we have to rely on letters to report our safety.
Faith brings peace.
Mu Fugui took the package off the back seat of the bicycle and handed it to his daughter, "Go and open it and take a look."
Mu Mian walked into the house carrying the package, and then saw a red patch under the letter.
Liu Shuangcui was surprised, "Where did you get so much red cloth? It must be more than ten feet long."
Mu Mian opened the letter and said, "Brother must have written something. You'll know after you read it."
Mu Mian was reading the letter, while Mu Fugui and his wife and the old lady were sitting nearby and listening. When they heard that he won third place in the swimming competition, Mu Fugui said, "It was not in vain that I caught those fish when I was a kid! Among the boys of the same age, he is the fastest swimmer."
Of course, he got beaten a lot at that time, because this boy was very brave and liked to swim in deep water.
Mu Mian agreed, "Big brother is great at everything he does!"
When he heard that the five-foot red cloth was given to him by a comrade-in-arms, Liu Shuangcui leaned over to take a look at the letter and said, "Which comrade-in-arms? You are willing to give away such a fine red cloth."
Mu Mian tilted the letter towards her mother and said, "It says that the platoon leader of the next platoon is named Wen Zhan."
Liu Shuangcui continued to look down and said, "Wow, this Platoon Leader Wen is one year younger than our Xiao Zhuo."
Mu Zhuo's letters were always long, several pages long, and were written very casually, saying whatever came to his mind, almost like a face-to-face chat.
In addition to his own daily trivia, he would occasionally mention a few of his comrades, saying where they were from and what jokes they had made during training together.
This is the first time that Wen Zhuan is mentioned.
Mu Mian looked down and said, "It's written here that he went to military school."
Liu Shuangcui sighed, "What an amazing person."
To the end, it was all Mu Zhuo talking unilaterally to Mu Mian, saying that the bright red cloth could be used to make shirts, skirts, vests, etc., and he wished that his little sister could have one of each type of clothing.
When Mu Mian was reading the letter, she seemed to see a 1.80-meter-tall young man chattering in front of her.
Her elder brother has prepared so much for her, so she has to think carefully about what to get for her elder brother.
Mu Mian hasn't figured it out yet.
The next day, the journal's reply arrived unexpectedly.
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The story begins in the afternoon.
On this day, Mu Mian, as usual, and Xu Lele carried small backpacks and went to the mountains to look for hazelnuts.
As time went by, wild hazelnuts became harder to find, and many hazelnut trees had been picked bare.
The two walked a little further and met Shi Xiaolian halfway.
The wandering of two people turned into that of three people.
Thinking of the manuscript he had sent out, Mu Mian leaned over and asked Shi Xiaolian, "Did you receive a reply to the one you sent?"
Shi Xiaolian shook her head.
Mu Mian said something stupid, "Do you think it's possible that a new postman was hired to deliver mail, and he doesn't know the way to our team?"
Normally letters are delivered to the brigade by special postmen, and only heavy items such as parcels need to be picked up by people themselves at the post office.
Shi Xiaolian: "I saw Uncle Zhang when I went to the post office last time."
Xiao Zhang is the postman responsible for delivering letters. He has been doing this for several years. He comes to their team occasionally, but not often, maybe once every one or two months.
Xu Lele interrupted, "They will definitely come, you are all so awesome!"
The little girl's tone was very naive and optimistic.
Xu Lele knew that his two friends had sent letters to others, but he didn't know much about it and was still a little confused.
I just know that it is like writing a text. After you finish writing it, you send it off. If you can receive a reply, it is a great thing.
She doesn’t know exactly how great it is. Anyway, she can’t write it and doesn’t want to write it. Reading books every day is so boring!
It’s so much fun in the mountains. Her legs will itch if she doesn’t run for a day!
Mu Mian was actually mentally prepared for the letter to fall into oblivion, and he was quite well prepared.
She would only mention it when she remembered it, and soon forget about it again.
The three of them walked and stopped together, and in the end they only found a small half of the backpack.
It was already a little late when they came back. Mu Mian looked at the sky and saw only half of the sun left, so he quickened his pace a little.
As a result, before she even reached the door of her house, she saw a group of people gathered halfway. Mu Mian vaguely saw her father in the middle. He looked very excited, but no one knew what he was talking about.
Xu Lele tilted his head back and poked his head out like a groundhog. "What's wrong? What happened?"
As he said this, he was about to run towards the crowd, with Mu Mian following closely behind him.
I had just run two steps when I heard Cao Chunfeng's loud voice from the front, "Aren't the two girls there?"
The voice was so loud that Mu Mian could hear it clearly over here. Just when she was subconsciously wondering which two of the three of them the 'two girls' referred to.
The next second, several aunts' voices rang out, talking at once...
"Oh my god! Mian girl, your article is in the newspaper!"
"It's not a newspaper. What did Fuguier just say it was called? It's called a periodical!"
"Whatever it is, it's logged out anyway."
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They were quite far away, and with everyone talking a little at a distance, it was hard to hear clearly, but the three girls still heard the main idea.
Xu Lele was even happier than the two people involved. She jumped up and said, "See, I told you guys are awesome!"
Mu Mian didn't expect to get the news. He was so happy that he pulled Xu Lele and rushed into the crowd.
Mu Fugui was surrounded in the middle and laughed so loudly. He handed the thing in his hand towards the direction where Mu Mian was running, and his eyebrows fluttered as he spoke.
"Here's the reply letter. They also sent me a book. I didn't open your letter, Lian. It feels about the same as Mian's. I guess there's a book in it, too. It feels about the same thickness."
The three little girls squeezed into the crowd.
Shi Xiaolian took it and said, "Thank you, Uncle Fugui."
Mu Fugui laughed, "Don't be polite, take it home and show it to your sister and your mother, you have really made it!"
Mu Mian asked curiously while flipping through the book, "Dad, where did you get it?"
Mu Fugui chattered, "On my way back, I met Xiao Zhang from the post office. I talked to him when I went to mail something to your brother. He still remembers me, your father."
"He was originally going to come to the brigade to deliver it, but when he saw the recipient, he gave the item to me. I also brought back Lian's item."
After saying that, Mu Fugui handed over the envelope as well. "I see there seems to be a remittance slip inside. Let's take a look at how much money is in it?"
Mu Mian: "Dad, didn't you see it just now?"
Mu Fugui: "What am I looking at? I just opened it."
Several middle-aged ladies poked their heads out curiously, "What about the money? How much is this article worth?"
Almost the moment she asked the question, the answer was revealed.
Mu Mian: "Wow! There are twenty-two pieces!!"
Upon hearing this number, the auntie who had just asked the question raised her voice, "How much? More than 20 yuan? That's so much!"
? ! It’s more than a temporary worker’s monthly salary. ”
"Oh my god, that's incredible."
"How much money do you have, little Lian?"
Shi Xiaolian: "It's also twenty-two yuan."
"Oh my god, there are so many of them!"
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