Du Yun felt that the manuscripts Yao Qiuyue brought were too few, so she had a bold idea.
She paced around the desk in the office.
Neither Lu Zhian nor Jiang Ye dared to disturb Du Yun's thoughts.
Ten minutes later, when Du Yun finally thought it through and stood in front of the manuscript.
She tucked the manuscript into her black leather bag. Seeing that the two hadn't left, she asked in confusion, "Don't you have classes this afternoon? Why are you still hanging around?"
Lu Zhian smiled helplessly at Du Yun's behavior of cutting off the bridge after crossing it.
"Well, he hasn't received your affirmative answer yet, so he won't be able to report back when he gets home."
Lu Zhian pointed at Jiang Ye.
Du Yun glared at Lu Zhian: "You are already so old, and you are still teasing the younger generation."
"Don't worry about this. I'm going to talk to July now."
Lu Zhian was a little surprised when he heard this: "You value these manuscripts so much?"
Du Yun nodded.
Lu Zhian smiled and patted Jiang Ye's shoulder: "Okay. Let's go back. Your afternoon class is with Professor Zhang. If you are late, you will definitely be in trouble."
Jiang Ye breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what Du Yun said, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Madam. I'll go back to class now."
Du Yun waved his hand: "Don't be polite, let's go."
In the courtyard.
Yao Qiyue was preparing lunch. She got up late in the morning and ate late too.
Yao Qiyue is used to having three meals a day on time, so it’s inevitable that she’s a little slack today.
The barn along the gate was now filled with neatly stacked firewood.
Yao Qiyue looked envious when she saw the full pile of firewood.
She could only shamelessly continue to talk to Grandpa Chen: "Grandpa Chen, please lend me some more of your firewood."
Chen Qingyun glared at Yao Qiyue: "You're always thinking about this little firewood for this old man."
"Hurry up and stock up before winter comes. We have to borrow firewood every day to cook."
Yao Qiyue wasn't afraid of Grandpa Chen's cold face at all: "Grandpa Chen, I'm going to make some vinegar-braised cabbage and some soy milk-braised pork ribs for lunch today."
"Come over for dinner later!"
Chen Qingyun wanted to complain a few more times, but when he heard that Yao Qiyue was making spare ribs at noon, he swallowed his words.
"Then don't stew the ribs too much. They won't be chewy at all. I don't like them."
Yao Qiyue smiled, but did not agree to Chen Qingyun's request.
After spending two days together, Yao Qiyue discovered that Chen Qingyun was just an old man with a hard mouth but a soft heart.
Still a little unwilling to accept old age.
If she didn't stew the ribs until they were tender, Chen Qingyun wouldn't be able to chew a piece in half a day with his few loose teeth.
When Du Yun arrived, Yao Qiyue had just brought today's lunch dishes to the table.
Chen Qingyun looked at Du Yun dissatisfiedly: "Why do you keep coming to my house lately? Aren't you annoying?"
Du Yun put his black leather bag on the chair and sat next to Chen Qingyun.
"Uncle, I'm here to look for July."
The old man was in a bad mood today, and said in a sullen tone: "So what, this is my home."
Du Yun quickly said soothingly, "Yes, yes, I came to see how you've been these past two days. Did you have a fight with your neighbors?"
Chen Qingyun: "What are you talking about? Who quarreled with the neighbors for no reason?"
Du Yun smiled and stopped talking. Chen Qingyun irritably hugged his shoulders and looked at Du Yun: "That's how you talk to me. Is there no elder in the Du family to discipline you?"
After saying this, Chen Qingyun felt a little regretful.
Du Yun said nonchalantly, "Uncle, you are my elder."
Chen Qingyun slowly lowered his shoulders, looked at Du Yun and said, "Forget it, I won't bother with you anymore."
"I think you came here today just to eat for free."
At this time, Yao Qiyue also served Du Yun a bowl of rice and placed it in front of her.
Du Yun admitted with a smile: "That's right."
"I came at the right time, so I can try the spareribs made by July."
Du Yun has a good temper and never gets angry no matter what Chen Qingyun says. He even goes to provoke Chen Qingyun for no reason.
Yao Qiyue took Xiaobao to sit aside and eat, without interrupting their conversation, just quietly listening.
Xiaobao was also eating obediently beside him.
This gave Du Yun a better impression of Yao Qiyue. After the meal, Du Yun became even closer to Yao Qiyue than before.
Chen Qingyun knew that Du Yun came to see Yao Qiyue to talk about something, so he silently took Xiaobao out of the house, and the two went to the yard to play with stones.
When Yao Qiyue saw Du Yun take out a familiar manuscript from her black leather bag, she understood the purpose of her visit today.
It seems that Jiang Ye is very fast and went to find Du Yun during lunch break.
"I've read your manuscripts. I came here to ask you, how many more articles like this can you come up with?"
Yao Qiyue thought Du Yun might reject her, but she didn't expect him to ask her how much she could write.
Yao Qiyue took advantage of her rebirth to write these manuscripts. Thinking carefully, she felt that she could still recall quite a bit of news about preventing abduction and fraud, so she said, "I can still write some more."
Du Yun smiled gently: "Jiang Ye said you wanted to submit these articles to the daily newspaper. Your titles are indeed very suitable and are very attractive to read."
"But I think these articles are very meaningful. If they are well publicized, they can raise people's awareness of abduction and prevent tragedies from happening."
"I personally suggest that you write more, preferably making it into illustrated books, and then distribute them to public security systems and street offices across the country."
"It would be great if someone could take these books and go to rural areas and give presentations."
"What do you think?"
Yao Qiyue sat up straight unconsciously and listened carefully to Du Yun's thoughts.
She didn't expect that Du Yun's idea would be the anti-fraud propaganda of later generations, which would be popularized throughout the country.
The news during this period was not as developed as it is today, and most rural areas were even less well-informed.
Only by raising people's awareness and self-protection can we more effectively avoid fraud and trafficking.
Yao Qiyue said without hesitation: "But the writing style of these manuscripts is still a bit immature. I don't know if they can pass the editor's review."
Hearing this, Du Yun smiled and said, "Your articles are indeed a bit blunt. If they were to be used as a book, the title would have to be changed to something more formal and positive."
"You can think about it carefully during this time. As for the publishing house, I'm here, you can communicate with me directly."
"You may not know this, but I've also published quite a few articles."
When Yao Qiuyue learned that Du Yun was a professor at the School of Arts, she guessed that professors at the highest institutions of learning are always among the best talents in the country at any time.
"Don't waste your article title. Don't submit it to serious daily newspapers for now. Try some dailies with entertainment sections."
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