Chapter 41041 Chu Song Meets His Enemy
So, not only Chu Song had a smile on his face, but Lu Minglin also had a smile on his face.
One is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten, and both sides are very satisfied.
Chu Song carried a bunch of cans and jars out of the educated youth center. It was not easy to take these things home. She couldn't hide them on her body. If she was unlucky and was caught by Ye Xiuzhi... Chu Song hissed and didn't dare to think about it anymore.
She thought about it and decided to give it to Fang Qingrong for safekeeping temporarily. Coincidentally, there was no farm work to do these days, and she hadn't looked for him for a long time.
It's really not easy to keep in touch with someone in a long-distance relationship.
Given Fang Qingrong's personality, it is impossible for him to take the initiative. Even if he misses someone very much, he will just stay at home quietly, waiting for the day when the door will be knocked and he will hear the familiar voice of "Xiao Fang".
“Knock knock—”
“Knock knock—”
When the knock on the door sounded for the second time, Fang Qingrong realized that it was not an illusion caused by excessive longing, but someone was really knocking on the door.
He quickly stopped what he was doing and stood up to open the door.
Chu Song first glanced into the yard, but didn't see Weng Fengwei. She smiled and pinched Fang Qingrong's ear, then leaned over and gave her a big kiss.
"Xiao Fang, did you miss me?"
"I miss you, very much."
"That's why I'm here. Look, what is this!" Chu Song stuffed the can into his hands. "It's canned seafood. Have you ever tried it? You see, when I get something good, the first person I think of is you."
Fang Qingrong couldn't understand the words on it, but she knew it was a precious item. She didn't ask her where it came from. If she wanted to tell me, she would tell me.
But the smile on Chu Song's face was a happy one. Infected by her, he also slightly curled his lips, his eyes were gentle, and he said "hmm" softly.
The rain stopped, and the two went to the back mountain for a date. They sat side by side on the hillside. Fang Qingrong felt that the sky was blue, the grass was green, and even the breeze was sweet. Everything was lovely.
Chu Song's hands were restless, pinching here and touching there, making Fang Qingrong blush and feel uncomfortable all over, but he didn't say much and held it in. The two of them already had this kind of relationship... Chu Song could commit hooliganism against him... It didn't matter.
Chu Song had satisfied her desire to eat with her hands, and then she opened a can of spicy sea hare. She generously gave a small piece to Fang Qingrong. Fang Qingrong couldn't refuse, and after eating a piece, she refused to eat any more.
"Okay then." Chu Song pretended to feel regretful, but in fact, she was just pretending. She knew that Fang Qingrong was just like her mother. If there was anything delicious, she would just taste it and always wanted to save it for her children.
The spicy sea hare tasted even better than Chu Song had imagined. It was chewy, fresh and tasty, and full of seeds when you took a bite.
The taste of luxury.
Chu Song became more determined to make a lot of money!
After all, free food can only solve the immediate problem. If you want to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day, you have to stand up on your own.
Chu Song had sent the manuscript of the first few chapters of the adventure story he wrote some time ago to the publishing house. Judging from the time, he would receive a reply soon.
Although she is still an unknown new author, but with such high quality... Chu Song is quite confident that she can earn at least 30 yuan for each chapter she writes!
Thinking of this, Chu Song was filled with motivation and felt that he could write another 100,000 words, no, a million words.
Chu Song didn't stay with Fang Qingrong for too long and strolled home. She was a woman who wanted to make a lot of money, and men would only affect the speed at which she drew her sword. Love was precious, but canned food was even more valuable.
The street urchin finally decided to return. Ye Xiuzhi glanced up, feeling a bit too lazy to say anything. "You're all wet, quickly wipe yourself off with a towel. Don't run around on rainy days. If you catch a cold, no one will care."
"I know."
Chu Song closed the door and started writing. She was writing a long serial story, with each chapter having about 20,000 to 30,000 words. Each chapter was a short story. She had big plans and believed that this type of material was most suitable for being remade into a live-action drama or cartoon.
Look how thoughtful she is.
The average educational level of the Chu family is not high, and they have just escaped the category of illiteracy, but everyone has a high level of ideological awareness and respects intellectuals. They are not like other people in the village who think that studying is useless and it is better to go to the fields to farm early.
As the most authoritative intellectual in the family, Chu Song could always sense the difference whenever she picked up a pen, especially Ye Xiuzhi. Normally, she would order her around, serving her tea or water, but once she picked up a pen, Ye Xiuzhi would not bother her.
Although Ye Xiuzhi didn't know what she was doing.
The whole family is silently supporting her.
Chu Song was touched for two seconds, and then she felt that this pearl of hers must not be left in the dust. Although there are many ways to make money, if writing doesn't work, she still has thousands of ways.
But! She couldn't let her family down, mainly because she couldn't afford to lose face.
That night, Chu Song made a boast at the dinner table, saying that as soon as she received her first payment for her royalties, she would treat the whole family to a good meal at a state-owned restaurant with plenty of meat!
The Chu family members looked at each other, but instead of pouring cold water on them, they responded happily.
In fact, even the two brothers who were praised by the brainless girl were a little bit unconvinced. Formal workers in big cities only earn a few dozen yuan a month. Can they really make so much money by sitting at home and writing stories?
Chu Hang and Chu Heng both felt that their younger sister was too optimistic. Money was not that easy to earn. Some families in the village worked very hard but still could not save that much money in a year.
Chu Heng even thought that if his younger sister was hit by reality and found that the royalties she received were not that much, he would go to the restaurant and buy her favorite meat buns to cheer her up.
After all, my younger sister has finally done something serious, so she must be encouraged more!
Chu Song acted like a big shot, her confidence overflowing. However, she waited and waited at home, but there was no reply from the publishing house. She calculated the time and found that it was already past the limit.
Was he rejected by Ugly? Chu Song didn't believe it.
Gold will always shine. There must be some misunderstanding. She would rather believe that the postman accidentally lost her letter.
Fortunately, the original manuscripts were all there, so Chu Song copied it again without any embarrassment or awkwardness. She carefully affixed the stamps and sent it out again.
A new batch of educated youth arrived in the town by train. As the team leader, Chu Yaoguo went to greet them in person. Chu Song couldn't hold back her curiosity, so she acted coquettishly and followed them.
Chu Yaoguo warned her: "The station is crowded, so follow me closely. If we get separated, wait for me at the gate."
"I know, I'm not a child, I won't get lost."
The next moment, Chu Song was slapped in the face.
The train station in Huangxi County is not big, but it is crowded. Passengers getting on and off the train are squeezed together. These days, friends and relatives who come to pick up their children can go directly to the station. With families coming with them, the small train station seems even more crowded.
Chu Song squatted down to tie his shoelaces. When he looked up again, Chu Yaoguo had been submerged in the huge crowd and was nowhere to be seen.
Chu Song: “…”
But it was impossible to ask her to wait obediently at the gate. Chu Song took a deep breath, elbowed many people along the way, and finally squeezed onto the platform.
Chu Yaoguo didn't know where to pick someone up. She looked around but couldn't find anyone. However, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. It was far away and not very clear, but Chu Song recognized it at a glance.
Yo yo yo, isn’t this the little trash—the mortal enemy?
Chu Song approached stealthily, and while Xiang Baoshu didn't notice her, she looked her up and down critically. Sure enough, her nose, eyes, and mouth were still the same annoying look she remembered, not changed at all!
Xiang Baoshu was a little worried. She had a lot of luggage and got separated from her companions when getting off the train. She couldn't find the person responsible for picking them up. She decided to wait a little longer. The train station was so small that she would meet them sooner or later.
When she turned around, she saw a beautiful girl staring at her strangely.
Hmm...his eyes look a little strange.
Xiang Baoshu frowned. Why did she feel that this girl was eager to try... like she really wanted to punch her? But she didn't think it was too presumptuous. Instead, she found it a little funny. She was a newcomer and shouldn't have offended anyone.
"Hello, you've been looking at me, do we know each other?"
Chu Song shook his head, giving a forced smile. "I don't know you, but I know you're a new educated youth. Did you get separated from someone?"
Xiang Baoshu smiled and said, "Yes, are you the one who came to pick us up?"
"No, I'm here to join in the fun." Chu Song clicked his tongue twice, "I really didn't know you, an adult like you, could still get lost at the train station."
Xiang Baoshu: "..."
Chu Song wanted to say something more, but just as he opened his mouth, Chu Yaoguo's powerful voice came from behind him, "Xianxian! Why are you here? We knew you were going to get lost. We've been looking for you for ages!"
The slap in the face from my own father came unexpectedly.
Chu Song remained silent, calmly ignoring the look Little Trash was giving her. As long as she didn't feel embarrassed, it was others who would be embarrassed.
Chu Yaoguo was relieved to see his daughter. Xiang Baoshu reacted quickly and guessed that he was the person responsible for the pick-up, so she took the initiative to reveal her identity, and the group finally gathered together.
Chu Yaoguo knew that they had a lot of luggage, so he specially arranged two tractors to wait at the door so that they could return to the village conveniently without having to rely on walking. Otherwise, it was unknown how long it would take.
After arriving at the educated youth camp, Chu Yaoguo convened an impromptu meeting attended by both new and veteran educated youth. The meeting initially consisted of inspiring slogans about serving the country and building the countryside, and about peaceful coexistence and mutual love. Finally, the issue of accommodation was raised.
Chu Song stopped pretending and immediately raised his hand: "Xiang Baoshu and I are destined to be together. I think she hits it off right away. Dad, let her live in our house!"
Chu Yaoguo didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind. He said in a friendly manner, "It all depends on Comrade Xiang's opinion. I respect Comrade Xiang's opinion."
Xiang Baoshu was embarrassed to refuse him on the spot, as it would be too disrespectful. Besides, she did have some inexplicable affection for Chu Song and was not averse to him staying at her house.
"No problem, Captain. I look at Sister Chu Song like my own sister."
Chu Song showed the same expression as the old man on the subway looking at his phone. To be honest, it was a bit disgusting.
Chu Song's sister?
he~tui, what kind of rubbish is this enemy talking about?
Chu Yaoguo said, "Okay, then you can stay at our house temporarily, and I'll help you move your luggage later."
He also arranged accommodation for the remaining people.
Ye Xiuzhi had cleaned up the small room next to the main hall of the Chu family a few days ago and it was ready for living immediately. Xiang Baoshu dragged the luggage with her, and she was quick and skillful and quickly arranged the room.
In the evening, Ye Xiuzhi was preparing to cook. Xiang Baoshu, for some unknown reason, squeezed into the kitchen, looking like she wanted to help.
How could Ye Xiuzhi let a customer like her do the work, so she quickly and politely declined.
Chu Song stopped her in time and whispered in her ear: "Mom, it's free labor. If she wants to work, let her do it. You can still rest for a while, hehe."
Chu Song snorted coldly. She wasn't really so kind as to let her mortal enemy come to her home to enjoy a good life. Just wait and see if he falls into her hands!
Ye Xiuzhi: “…” Hey big head ghost!
Ye Xiuzhi glared at her. They were both girls, so why was there such a big difference between them?
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The author has something to say: No response to the manuscript
Song: It’s the publisher’s fault, it’s the stamps’ fault, it’s the postman’s fault, it’s the weather’s fault, it’s a natural disaster, it’s a man-made disaster, it’s an accident [angry] In short, it’s not my fault!
ps: Let’s all be like the immortals, without internal friction or reflection, and be bold and confident [heart]
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