He Dongchuan asked someone about ordering milk and soon got results.

The minimum order amount for milk is half a pound per household, and the price is not expensive, 28 cents per pound. But because Pingchuan Island is too far from the city, the milk station is unwilling to deliver it, so if they want to order, they either have to cover the round-trip transportation fee, or there must be enough people ordering milk.

Su Ting asked: "How much is enough?"

He Dongchuan held up two fingers: "At least 20 kilograms a day."

"Twenty pounds?"

Twenty kilograms is not a small number. Although drinking milk can help you grow taller and keep fit, no matter how good the drink is, it cannot be drunk as water.

For a family of three like theirs, they order at most one pound of milk every day, and even then there is still some left. He Dongchuan goes out at around six in the morning and can't catch up with the people at the milk station. The temperature is high in summer, and if the milk is not kept for a long time, the taste will have changed by the time he comes back in the evening. Don't even think about strengthening the body after drinking it, you should be thankful if you don't have diarrhea.

The main milk drinkers are Su Ting and He Yan. She has a small appetite, so two taels of milk is enough for one meal. So, they only need to order half a catty.

By this calculation, she might have to get thirty or forty people to order milk together to get twenty kilograms. Even if every household was willing to order one kilogram of milk, she would still have to get nineteen more people.

Although the men who could come to join the army were of high rank, the deputy battalion commander was the lowest, with a monthly salary of more than 100 yuan. But Su Ting would be criticized for going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy food every now and then, not to mention ordering milk on a monthly basis.

Twenty-eight cents may not sound expensive, but if you calculate it based on thirty days in a month, a pound of milk a day would cost eight dollars and forty dollars, which is enough for one person's food expenses.

Su Ting is a very flexible person. When she saw that this road was not going well, she started to do the math.

According to the staff at the milk station, their milkmen are equipped with tricycles, and there is no transportation fee for the journey from the milk station to the pier. All they have to pay is the boat fare.

Taking the boat is not cheap, 20 cents for a one-way trip, which means 12 yuan for a 30-day round trip. But there are monthly tickets for sale at the pier, 3 yuan each.

If she orders half a pound of milk every day, the cost is RMB 4.2, plus transportation fee of RMB 3, which makes RMB 7.2 a month. Does that seem acceptable?

But there is a problem. If they only order one bottle of milk, the milk station staff cannot come to them alone. They can only deliver it to them when they go to the streets near the Rong City Pier.

In this way, the milkman will not come too early. He is expected to take the 7 o'clock ferry and arrive at the family home at 7:30, while the elementary school starts at 7:20.

The solution was simple. After Su Ting got the milk, she would send it directly to school and let him drink it as a drink. As long as the milk was not spoiled, it didn't matter when you drank it, so it wasn't a big problem.

After thinking about it, Su Ting asked, "If we pay for the transportation and order the milk ourselves, should that be okay?"

"No big deal."

Hearing the deeper meaning behind He Dongchuan's words, Su Ting asked, "So it still has an impact?"

He Dongchuan said: "Maybe people will criticize me for my extravagant lifestyle."

Su Ting: "...You call this no big deal?"

Being criticized for extravagant lifestyle is no small matter in this era. Many people have fallen for this and been sent down to the countryside for reform. But He Dongchuan said that it was no big deal.

Life without a refrigerator or air conditioning was hard enough for Su Ting, and if she were to be sent to a rural labor camp, she would rather die.

Su Ting coughed lightly and said, "I've thought about it carefully. In fact, milk is not a good thing. If you are allergic to milk, drinking it will not only not help you grow taller, but you may even have to go to the hospital."

He Dongchuan said: "When Xiaoyan was in the capital, my mother also ordered milk for a long time, and he didn't have an allergy." After hearing about the milk, he asked He Yan.

Su Ting continued to make excuses: "That's not necessary. You are tall, and your mother is not short either. Xiaoyan should be able to grow to 1.8 meters even if he doesn't drink milk. It doesn't matter whether he drinks milk or not."

"That's right."

"Isn't it?" Su Ting straightened her back immediately. "That's what I said. In fact, drinking malted milk is enough. It's nutritious and delicious. I make a cup for Xiao Yan every morning. He loves it!"

He Dongchuan nodded seriously, but then changed the subject: "But I have already told our team leader that drinking milk is good for growth."

"Your group leader is also planning to order milk?" Su Ting said thoughtfully, "But it won't be enough for just the two of us, right?"

It was impossible for both families to order 20 kilograms. They still had to pay for transportation, and they would not be short of a hat if seen by others.

He Dongchuan continued, "The wife of our group leader works at the Women's Federation. She thinks ordering milk is a good idea and plans to raise it with their leaders."

Only then did Su Ting vaguely understand what He Dongchuan meant: "She plans to organize the military wives to order milk?"

"Well, the Women's Federation is a government agency and has more prestige among military wives. With their advice, it shouldn't be difficult to get the full 20 kilograms." He Dongchuan nodded and said, "If this works, and the children drink milk and get better, it will be a credit to her."

Su Ting asked: "So, your leader's wife will definitely actively promote this matter, and we just need to lie back and wait for the results?"

“Yes.”

"You have already made up your mind, why are you hiding it from me?" Su Ting turned around and started to count the money.

He Dongchuan said, "I want to give you a surprise." Actually, he just wanted to tease her, but he obviously couldn't say it out loud.

But even without him saying it, Su Ting could see it, and snorted, "Since you have done so many things, I will let you go this time."

"Is there a reward?" He Dongchuan asked dishonestly while pinching Su Ting's waist.

Su Ting slapped his hand away: "No."

As soon as she finished speaking, He Dongchuan held her down and kissed her several times. It was another ridiculous night.

…

The wife of He Dongchuan's team leader is Jiang Aihong, a very powerful person.

Last night, He Dongchuan just told Su Ting that she was planning to organize military wives to order milk, so this morning she came to He's house to find Su Ting to register.

When registering, Su Ting noticed that there were only three names written on the form, including Jiang Aihong herself, and couldn't help asking, "Are there many military wives willing to order milk?"

Jiang Aihong said: "I haven't asked yet."

"What about these two people..." Su Ting asked, pointing at the names on the form.

"Oh, they are both my colleagues. As soon as I mentioned it to them, they agreed," Jiang Aihong said with a smile. "I thought that Xiao He told our Lao Yang about this matter, and he was the one who contacted the milk station. So you must be willing to order milk, so I came to you first. The more people registered on the form, the easier it will be for me to find other people to do the work."

"That's right." Su Ting smiled and quickly filled in her name and the quantity she wanted to order. Considering that He Dongchuan went out too early, she only registered half a pound.

Jiang Aihong didn't say anything when she saw it. After all, the He family has few children!

If she also had only one child, she would definitely not order so much milk. Now that she has spent a lot of money, she hopes that the children can really grow taller as He Dongchuan said, at least taller than their father.

Thinking of this, Jiang Aihong asked: "Comrade Su, is drinking milk really useful? Can it make you taller?"

After hearing Jiang Aihong's question, Su Ting realized that she was still worried, and said, "Drinking milk can definitely make you taller, but how tall you can grow depends on the individual. If you want your children to grow taller, let them exercise more..."

She wanted to say basketball, but then she remembered that there wasn't even a basketball hoop in the courtyard, so she changed her mind and said, "Run more, move more, and drink milk to supplement nutrition. Oh, and if conditions permit, try to let them eat a boiled egg every day. If not, eat more fish and meat. If the nutrition is up to par, the head won't be short. Xiaoyan, for example, drank milk all the time before coming to Pingchuan Island."

Su Ting was born in the 1990s. People of her age are of average height. Girls are considered tall if they are 1.6 meters tall, and boys are thankful if they are over 1.7 meters tall.

Well, she's from the South.

But when she started working, she found that the children of her colleagues were all quite tall, and every time she passed by an elementary school, many girls in grades five and six were over 1.6 meters tall, and the boys were also quite tall.

As for the reason, it is simply that people's living standards have improved, there is no shortage of meat, eggs and milk, and children's daily nutritional intake can be guaranteed.

Jiang Aihong was indeed hesitant, but after hearing Su Ting's clear and logical explanation and seeing that He Yan was indeed much taller than other children of the same age, she believed her and said, "It seems that we must order this milk."

"yes."

After Su Ting registered her information and paid the fees, Jiang Aihong didn't stay long and went to the Jiang family next door with the notebook.

But Wang Lixia was used to being frugal and was usually very stingy when buying groceries, so she was not willing to order milk for her child. Moreover, she and Su Ting had always been at odds, and seeing that Su Ting had registered, she was even more reluctant to order.

Jiang Aihong tried to persuade her but failed, so she had to give up and go to the next house.

Jiang Aihong was busy ordering milk that day. She didn't even rest at noon or at night. After eating, she went out to continue registering.

There is no other way. There are still many working military wives in the family compound. Although their workplaces are just outside the family compound, they must clearly distinguish between public and private matters and cannot let their lives affect their work.

When we registered at Building 65, Wang Lixia was talking about this matter with Chen Lin and Duan Xiaoying. In her words, ordering milk was of course very bad, it was praised to the skies, but in fact it was useless and a waste of money.

Listening to Wang Lixia's bragging, Jiang Aihong's face darkened.

Duan Xiaoying saw this and quickly winked at Wang Lixia, then stood up and said with a smile, "Manager Jiang, you're here?"

Wang Lixia finally reacted and turned to look at Jiang Aihong with an embarrassed look on her face. It was not because she felt wronged for saying bad things about someone behind her back, but because she was worried about offending her.

Although Jiang Aihong's husband is in the Marine Corps and has no control over her man, Yang Dong is a regiment commander after all, and Jiang Aihong herself is also a staff member of the Women's Federation. It will not be good for her to offend him.

Jiang Aihong was indeed not very happy in her heart, but she was not so petty as to hold a grudge against Wang Lixia because of a few words.

However, seeing that Chen Lin, Duan Xiaoying and Wang Lixia had a good relationship, she was too lazy to persuade them to order milk. She said indifferently, "Since Comrade Wang has already told you, I won't waste any more words. If you want to order, register. If you don't want to order, forget it."

Chen Lin and Duan Xiaoying were both a little hesitant. Wang Lixia didn't think there were any benefits to drinking milk, but they knew it clearly. It was just that Wang Lixia said those words first, and then they said they wanted to order milk, which was a bit of a slap in the face to their good friend.

Seeing that they looked embarrassed, Jiang Aihong did not try to persuade them much.

Anyway, there are a lot of military wives in the family compound who are willing to order milk, and the total amount has already exceeded 20 kilograms. Two more or two less won’t make much difference, so it doesn’t matter.

Jiang Aihong said: "Since you don't want to subscribe, then this is it. If you change your mind later, come to the Women's Federation to find me." After saying that, she patted her butt and left.

As soon as Jiang Aihong left, Wang Lixia complained, "Look at how arrogant she was just now. She's just an official from the Women's Federation. What's so great about her?"

Chen Lin rubbed his brows and said, "Okay, just stop talking."

Duan Xiaoying gently advised: "After all, we are all neighbors."

Wang Lixia curled her lips: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

…

Jiang Aihong worked quickly, registering and collecting money in one day, and went directly to the city milk station the next day to discuss ordering milk with them.

Although the quantity ordered this time was not large, most people chose to order half a pound. A few families with many children and adults willing to spend money gritted their teeth and ordered a pound. But there were many people ordering, and in total it was more than 30 pounds of milk every day.

What Jiang Aihong wanted to discuss with the milk station was the time for milk delivery. The earliest ferry from the city to Pingchuan Island was at six o'clock, and she hoped that the milkman could take this ferry and deliver the milk to the family compound at around six-thirty.

In this way, the children in the families who order milk can drink milk at breakfast instead of waiting until noon. After all, the milk is not that fresh after being left out for the whole morning.

However, in this case, the milk station would have to assign someone to be in charge of Pingchuan Island, or the milkmen would have to start work earlier, or deliver milk near the pier and then take a boat to Pingchuan Island. The former would increase the labor cost, and the latter would require coordinating employees' work hours, or simply paying processing fees. In any case, there would be additional expenses.

The milk station could not make the decision on Jiang Aihong's sales, saying that they had to ask the leader for instructions, so they were delayed for half a morning. In order to settle the milk order as soon as possible, Jiang Aihong did not go home at noon and ate in the canteen of the milk station.

After dinner, the person who received her became the head of the milk station.

This time the negotiations went quite smoothly. When the other party heard that it was the families of stationed troops who wanted to order milk, they immediately expressed their willingness to support us. They could not give a discount, but agreed to all other conditions.

After the negotiation, the bill was signed and the money was paid, and the matter was settled. Jiang Aihong completed the task successfully and returned to the family compound with a smile on her face. She happened to run into Su Ting and others playing in the playground, so she walked over and told them about ordering milk: "This month's delivery will start from tomorrow. It will be at the gate of the family compound at 6:30. I will pick it up. Those of you who ordered milk can come to the Women's Federation to pick it up after 6:30."

Su Ting was astonished. Although she had felt Jiang Aihong's fierceness yesterday, she was also too efficient!

I thought about ordering milk the day before yesterday, started signing up yesterday, and got it done today... Su Ting couldn't help but sigh: "Manager Jiang, you are so awesome. Can we drink milk tomorrow?"

Jiang Aihong felt very touched. She did this not only for the sake of merit and promotion, but also to do something for the military wives. Su Ting's emotion was the greatest compliment to her.

Jiang Aihong felt that today's busy day was worth it!

"Yes, everyone will be able to drink milk tomorrow," Jiang Aihong said with a smile, and then remembered something, "By the way, milk is ordered on a monthly basis, and the fee is from tomorrow to the end of the month. Remember to go to the Women's Federation later, and I will refund the extra money after you register."

Su Ting: "Okay."

As soon as Jiang Aihong left, Chen Shaomei pulled Su Ting aside and asked, "Did you order milk?"

“I’ve ordered it.”

"That thing isn't cheap, is it?"

Su Ting replied: "I order half a pound, and it costs 4.2 yuan a month. It's not cheap, but it's not expensive either. It can be squeezed out of daily expenses."

"You have many children, so half a catty is enough. I have four children, and half a catty is only enough for each child to have one mouthful." Chen Shaomei pondered and said, "Is it true that drinking milk can make you taller?"

"It's true. Milk is high in nutrients. Drinking it will keep your child healthy and help them grow taller. But you can't rely on milk alone. You need to eat fish, meat, eggs and vegetables. Running and moving more will help your child grow taller."

Chen Shaomei thought that drinking milk also requires eating fish and meat, which is not a small expense, and muttered: "Let me wait and see, you have ordered milk, and I will consider this matter after the child grows up."

Su Ting was not a nosy person. Seeing that Chen Shaomei was reluctant to part with the money, she did not try to persuade him. She smiled and said, "Let's wait and see."

…

During dinner in the evening, Su Ting told the father and son the good news.

However, He Yan was not as happy as she thought. Instead, he said with a bitter face, "Do I still need to drink milk in the future?"

"Aren't you happy to have milk to drink?"

He Yan wrinkled his nose and said, "It doesn't taste good."

Su Ting asked in confusion: "Didn't you always drink milk before?"

"Yes, but that's what grandma told me to drink, and I don't like it," He Yan said, rolling his eyes and smiling at Su Ting, "Mom, can I only drink maltose and not milk? I think maltose tastes better."

Su Ting thought about so many benefits of ordering milk, but she never thought that He Yan would not like drinking milk.

In her impression, children seem to like drinking milk very much. Her colleagues' children, whether in kindergarten or elementary school, will all order milk and distribute it to students. It seems that drinking milk has become a daily routine for children.

But Su Ting felt that she couldn't completely follow her child's wishes in some matters, and said, "Milk is good for the body, so she must drink it."

He Yan said cunningly: "But I haven't drunk it recently, and I don't feel anything."

Su Ting looked at He Dongchuan and signaled him to take action.

He Dongchuan said: "If you want to drink milk and maltose, drink both. If you don't want to drink it, drink neither."

Although He Yan doesn't like drinking milk, he likes sweet maltose very much. If Su Ting hadn't locked the maltose in the cupboard, he would drink five, six, seven or eight cups a day.

"If I drink milk, can I drink one more cup of maltose every day?" He can only drink one cup of maltose a day now.

He Dongchuan didn't bargain with him: "No."

He Yan's face fell, he pouted and said nothing.

But He Dongchuan didn't buy it and asked, "Do you want to drink milk? No? Forget it. Since he doesn't want to drink it, you can drink the milk you order by yourself in the future, and the same goes for malted milk..."

Afraid that his father would be so cruel as to not let him drink malted milk, He Yan quickly said, "No! I drink it! Isn't it okay for me to drink milk?"

He Dongchuan: "Just drink it, don't look so sad as if someone is forcing you to drink it."

Aren't you the one forcing me?

He Yan was grumbling in his heart, but he dared not speak out. He jumped off the bench and walked over to Su Ting and said, "I hate my dad!"

He Dongchuan: “Haha.”

…

The next morning, Su Ting got up early to get milk.

In fact, I woke up at 6:30. After getting up, changing clothes and washing up, I arrived at the Women's Federation at 6:45. It was the peak time for collecting milk, and there was a long queue in the Women's Federation office.

The people who came to get milk were very excited. Many of them had never drunk milk before, and this was their first time in their lives.

The team moved forward quickly, and after three or four minutes it was Su Ting's turn. She walked to Jiang Aihong's desk and took a pen to make the hook as she said.

When Jiang Aihong handed the bottled milk to Su Ting, she said, "The people at the bottled milk station will recycle it. When you come to get milk tomorrow, remember to bring the bottle with you. If you don't see the bottle, you won't get the milk. If the bottle is broken, you will have to pay for it. Do you understand?"

Su Ting's family had ordered milk when she was a child. Although it had been twenty years, the rules were basically the same. She nodded and said, "I understand."

After getting the milk, Su Ting carried it back.

Just as she left the Women's Federation office, Su Ting was stopped by a military wife: "Comrade Su, Gang Ting has a letter for you!"

"Where?" Su Ting stopped and asked.

The other person walked quickly to Su Ting and said, "Gate guard, I saw your letter when I was picking up the mail just now. It was delivered yesterday afternoon. You haven't picked it up yet, right?"

"No, I'll go take a look." Su Ting shook her head, thanked the person and turned to the door.

The Women's Federation is in the house on the right hand side when you enter the gate. It's only a few dozen meters away from the guardhouse at the gate and it takes less than a minute to walk there.

During this minute, Su Ting started thinking quickly, wondering who sent the letter.

She sent something to the Su family at the end of April. Because she was nervous, she didn't send it expedited. It would take about ten days to half a month to arrive. Today is only the 13th. Even if the Su family wrote a letter and sent it back immediately after receiving the package, it probably wouldn't arrive that quickly.

It should be a letter from "Comic Book", but I don't know whether it contains the manuscript fee or rejection.

Walking to the guardhouse, Su Ting took a deep breath. She was a little nervous.

The guard at the post could not understand her nervousness, and when he saw her he said, "Comrade Su has a letter for you."

"Hey, I just came to get the letter." Su Ting let out a long breath, walked to the window of the guardhouse, and rummaged through the letters piled on the table.

In her previous life, she read an interview with a writer. She didn’t remember the specifics of what was said, but the general idea was that every time he received a reply from a publishing house, he would know the thickness of the letter.

If the envelope is very thick, it is most likely that the manuscript has been rejected. Otherwise, if the envelope is very thin, he knows that it contains the manuscript fee.

Su Ting felt the same now. When she took out the thin letter, she knew that everything was safe this time.

Su Ting picked up the envelope, turned around and smiled at the young man standing guard: "Thank you." Then she left with a brisk pace.

…

Although she was very excited, Su Ting did not open the envelope immediately after arriving home. Instead, she divided the milk into two enamel cups and watched He Yan, who had already finished washing up, drink them.

He Yan drank milk as if it were poison, which made Su Ting frown. She raised her head and took a sip of milk: "Do you really need to do that? I think the taste is okay."

"It's not sweet." He Yan asked pitifully, "Mom, can I have a glass of maltose after drinking the milk?"

Su Ting asked: "After drinking so much, do you still have room for breakfast?"

He Yan reached out to pick up the hem of his clothes and thrust out his belly towards Su Ting: "Look, it's so fat, but I can eat more."

Su Ting was very upset: "That's because you haven't finished your milk. Hurry up, drink the malted milk after lunch." After that, she opened the cupboard, took out a banana from it, handed it to him and said, "Here."

"For me?"

Su Ting nodded: "Okay, I'll bring you some food to school. Don't touch it now."

The boy's face brightened up instantly: "Yeah, I'll bring it to school to eat!"

"No eating during class!" Su Ting emphasized again.

Originally, after she came here, she would prepare fruits for He Yan to bring to school every day. However, this guy secretly ate during class and was caught by the teacher.

The last time Su Ting went to the cafeteria to get food, she happened to meet his math teacher. She pulled him aside and had a long and earnest talk with him. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to make He Yan a meal of fried bamboo shoots and pork on the spot.

Although she finally restrained herself from beating the child, she cut off the fruit for him to prevent him from stealing it again.

Today, because of his good performance, Su Ting planned to let him bring fruits to school again. But if it happens again, it won’t just be a half-month break to teach him a lesson.

He Yan had been taught a lesson and quickly said, "Okay, I'll eat after the second class." There was a 20-minute break after the second class.

Su Ting hummed, watched him finish his milk, handed him his schoolbag, and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast together.

…

After dinner, the mother and son, one went to school and the other went home.

After returning home, Su Ting did not rush to clean up the cup she had drunk from. She closed the door and sat on the bed. She carefully took out the folded envelope from her pocket, looked at it for a long time, took a deep breath again, then gently tore open the envelope and took out the things inside.

There are only two things: a remittance slip and a letter.

Su Ting first looked at the remittance slip. The amount was written very clearly, one hundred and fifty yuan. She read it three times, but still couldn't believe it.

Because this is the first story, Su Ting deliberately controlled the length when drawing it. There are a total of ninety-eight pictures, which is an average of three issues.

According to Su Ting's original idea, she could get thirty dollars in royalties this time, and she could continue drawing comic strips.

The price of thirty yuan was not something she set casually. After she regained her touch and became familiar with the painting style, her speed improved by leaps and bounds.

In fact, this is also due to the characteristics of comic strips. Because it is a continuous story, the backgrounds of the previous and subsequent pictures are often related or similar, or a large picture is divided into several small pictures. Basically, after finishing the first picture, she has a plan for the rest. The same is true for characters. There are only a few characters, but the body movements are different. Once you are familiar with drawing, you can draw them with a few strokes.

Besides, except for the front and back covers which are in color, the rest of the comics are in black and white. Although some people would draw a black and white contrast, Su Ting did not bother to do that and only drew line drawings.

After becoming proficient in painting, Su Ting could draw a picture in half an hour at the fastest speed.

Therefore, Su Ting finished the ninety-eight pictures in about ten days, and she only worked five or six hours a day.

She had inquired about it and found out that the salary of a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative was only 24 yuan, and the salary in the grain station and state-owned hotel was about the same. Moreover, their salaries were fixed and there would be no increase even if they worked for one year or ten years.

Of course, regular employees of supply and marketing cooperatives and state-owned hotels are issued various tickets in addition to their monthly wages, and they also receive various benefits during festivals, so their income is stable.

But she worked for a short time, and she earned thirty in just half a month. If she worked harder and drew two stories a month, her monthly income would be sixty. With the various supplies from the army's collective household registration, it was enough for her to live a comfortable life.

What's more, she is in a good relationship with He Dongchuan now, so she doesn't need to find another way out. She can just paint for half a month and play for half a month.

But now, the publishing house sent her a remittance slip for one hundred and fifty dollars!

Isn't it said that intellectuals have a hard time these days? How come creation can make so much money?

But Su Ting thought again, the 1970s and 1980s were the golden age of comic strips, and the circulation of "Comic Strip Magazine" at that time was over one million...it seemed understandable.

After reading the remittance slip over and over again, Su Ting suppressed her inner excitement and opened the letter from the publishing house with trembling hands.

The content of the letter was very simple. To sum it up, her manuscript had been accepted and the comic strip would be serialized from June, with a total of three issues, and the manuscript fee was fifty yuan per issue, a total of one hundred and fifty yuan. The letter also asked if her new work had been confirmed, and the editor-in-chief admired her very much and hoped that she could continue to submit her works to their magazine. Finally, the letter attached her contact information.

After reading the letter, Su Ting lay on the bed and began to think.

According to her original plan, it would be better to choose short stories when submitting works. They are shorter in length, have fewer serialized issues, and have a higher chance of being accepted.

But when she really started to draw the story she had thought of, she always felt that something was wrong. On the contrary, the idea that had flashed through her mind before and was obviously a long story became more and more clear.

It was just that she was not sure about the feedback from the submission, so she was hesitant. With this letter, Su Ting thought that she might try to write a long novel. Anyway, with this 150 yuan, she can lie down for the next six months, but it doesn't matter if the manuscript is rejected.

But there was no rush, so Su Ting lay on the bed without moving, only taking the remittance slip in front of her from time to time and admiring it again and again.

…

He Dongchuan is tutoring He Yan today, so bathing is the last one in the order.

When he finished washing clothes and returned to the room, Su Ting had already applied her vanishing cream and was leaning against the bed, flipping through the comic book. The fan was placed next to the shelf at the end of the bed, blowing diagonally towards her.

He Dongchuan walked over and put his arm around Su Ting's shoulders, lowered his head and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Look for yourself." Su Ting handed the magazine to He Dongchuan and turned to pick up something on the dressing table.

But He Dongchuan didn't want to read the magazine. He just wanted to find a topic to talk about. So after he got the magazine, he didn't look at it. Instead, he turned his head to follow Su Ting's movements, and his eyes fell on the thing in her hand. He asked, "What is this?"

Su Ting said calmly, "Oh, nothing, it was sent by the publishing house."

Although He Dongchuan had never created anything, he had some basic common sense and knew at a glance that this was not a rejection. And although Su Ting's tone was calm, the raised corners of her lips revealed her joy and restrained boasting.

He Dongchuan raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "It was sent by the publishing house? What is it? Have you approved the manuscript?"

"After that, they sent me a letter asking me to continue submitting my work to them," Su Ting seemed to have just remembered, "Oh, there was also a receipt for my manuscript fee."

"Did it really get accepted? I knew you could do it!" He Dongchuan was very supportive. After expressing his surprise, he continued to ask, "How much is the fee?"

Su Ting raised her lips even higher: "It's not much, just 150 yuan, not as much as your salary."

Seeing the smug yet calm expression on her face, He Dongchuan was ready to make a move, but he restrained himself and continued singing along with her: "So high? You are amazing."

Su Ting finally puffed up her pride and said, "I didn't expect there would be so many. I thought thirty would be enough."

He Dongchuan held her in his arms, kissed her lips and asked, "It's unexpected, but your work is worth it. Such a happy thing happened today. Shouldn't we celebrate it?"

After sleeping together, Su Ting realized that He Dongchuan was seriously different from his appearance.

When he puts on his military uniform and goes out, he is strict in abstinence and never smiles. When he takes off his military uniform and goes to bed, he is a wolfdog, a wolfdog with a head full of yellow garbage.

But it has to be said that Su Ting has recently shown a tendency to be assimilated.

Just like now, Su Ting, who was being held in his arms and kissed, didn't feel any inconvenience at all. She held up the remittance slip and asked while admiring it, "How do you celebrate?"

He Dongchuan became more energetic when she asked this. Although he didn't say anything, he put his hands into her clothes, held her up with one hand on her back, and used the other hand to directly strip off her clothes.

Su Ting raised her hand and screamed: "Remittance slip——" Don't ruin it!

He Dongchuan, who was holding Su Ting down, heard this and without raising his head, he groped up along her left hand, passed through the clothes hanging on her wrist, touched the remittance slip, took it out, slapped it on the dressing table, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and said in a low voice: "Celebrate like this."

Su Ting: “?!!”

I just don't understand, is he celebrating her passing of the manuscript, or is he using the name of celebration to satisfy his own selfish desires.