Another week passed. Su Qingmeng went home on Saturday to wash clothes and then returned to school to study. The learning atmosphere in the school was so strong now. Everyone was studying eagerly. Su Qingmeng did not dare to relax. There was a piece of knowledge she did not understand, and she had no Baidu search. If she wanted to know more knowledge, she could only go to the library to look for it. However, many books in the library were for reading in the room and could not be borrowed.
Su Qingmeng studied until the library closed at 8 o'clock, and then she came out. Lin Xiuyao came to pick her up: "Now I can only be second in your heart."
Su Qingmeng was puzzled. "What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Xiuyao said, "My love rival now is studying."
"Pfft," Su Qingmeng laughed, "You are still more important. Okay, I'll stay at home with you tomorrow." It just so happened that she wanted to organize the manuscript of the novel she had written before.
That night, Su Qingmeng comforted Lin Xiuyao. The next day, she studied on the kang (kang) at home. "It's still warm at home," Su Qingmeng said. There was no heating at school, so she often had to work by hand.
Lin Xiuyao was sitting across from him, also reading. "Why don't we go to the hospital and get two IV bottles for you to use."
"What if it explodes? Let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy a hot water bottle later."
Lin Xiuyao slapped his head in frustration, "Oh, right, I forgot about the hot water bottle." This kind of thing is rare in the countryside, and he didn't even think about it.
After lunch, they went to a nearby supply and marketing cooperative. "Do you have hot water bottles?" The salesperson said, "Yes, how many do you want?" His attitude was quite good. He took out several from the counter for them to choose from.
Su Qingmeng ordered two, one for each of them. After buying the new stamps from the post office, the two of them strolled down the street to the photo studio.
Lin Xiuyao reached into Su Qingmeng's pocket and held her hand tightly. Now that there was no red armband, they could be closer and no one would care.
The two took back the photos they took last week, and Su Qingmeng set up a photo wall on the wall. There were photos taken when they were in the countryside and at tourist attractions in Beijing, but they were all in black and white.
"Next time, let's ask a photographer to take pictures. Now we have color photos." It's winter now, the clothes are thick, and the scenery is not good. Let's wait until spring to go.
Su Qingmeng had sorted out a novel she had written about her years as an educated youth and was preparing to submit it. She used the pen name "Xinghe" (星河), which was a collection of painful literature. She remembered that this kind of literature was popular at the time, so she wrote novels about this topic while in the countryside.
Back in the dormitory, Tang Qiuyu had a desk on her bed. The carpenter supposedly wanted 10 yuan for it. Bai Yushuang and Qiu Ling both wanted one, as they were both well-off.
Su Qingmeng handed the photos to He Rui and Qiu Ling, charging one yuan each for them. They developed seven copies of the group photo, and each person wanted one as a souvenir. Huang Xi, who was in the most difficult situation, was not stingy either. Su Qingmeng asked for eight cents for the group photo, and she did not include the cost of the film.
Gao Qin came over to watch the fun, "You guys even took pictures? That's great! I regret not going."
The photo was taken very well. Seven young and beautiful girls are smiling brightly. The background is full of towering mountains and the winding Great Wall can be seen.
Wang Shanyue said, "Let's go together next time. I want to go again when I have time." Several people shook their heads, including Su Qingmeng.
"I'm too tired and don't want to climb anymore." "We can go somewhere else to play."
"Let's go to the Forbidden City. I haven't been there yet." "Oh, I've been there. I want to go to Tiananmen Square."
A few people chattered and finally agreed to go to Xiangshan to see the red leaves in autumn.
Soon, Bai Yushuang and Qiu Ling's desks arrived. The carpenter delivered the desks to the school. Many girls gathered around to watch. Some of them were interested and then asked about the price and made a reservation.
It seems that this desk will be popular for a while.
Every night when Su Qingmeng passed by the mailroom, she would check to see if there was any letter for her. Finally, on this day, she received a reply from the newspaper.
She submitted the manuscript to a monthly novel magazine, and the editor replied that it would be serialized starting next month.
Her article has a total of 130,000 words. Now her royalties have been restored, and there is a total of 130 in the envelope.
She happily invited Lin Xiuyao to Donglaishun for hotpot. Well, she wanted to eat it herself. They had made it at home, but it wasn't as good as the restaurant.
Lin Xiuyao was also happy for her, as he knew that she wanted to be a writer in the future.
He raised his glass and said, "I wish you will become a great writer in the future." They were so happy today that they ordered two more bottles of beer. Su Qingmeng clinked glasses with him and said, "I wish you good luck."
"By the way, how are the speech contest preparations going?" Su Qingmeng asked. Lin Xiuyao was different from her. She focused on her studies and didn't join any clubs or participate in activities. Lin Xiuyao was very active in school. He joined the student union and was busy planning the competition recently.
Lin Xiuyao: "It's almost done. The competition starts the day after tomorrow. Do you want to come and watch?"
"No, I won't go. If you were participating, I would go and cheer you on." Unfortunately, her husband is just a staff member.
Lin Xiuyao knew that she didn't like lively occasions, so he didn't continue to invite her.
After dinner, they went home and heard the scolding of Grandma Zheng from the opposite side as they entered the alley. This was not the first time they heard it. Her daughter-in-law Shang Yunhe had been married for seven years and had no children, so Grandma Zheng often scolded her.
They heard her swearing three times within a month of moving in, and that's because they're not often at home. This shows how often she swears.
"If you can't even do anything right, what's the point of marrying you? You can't even give birth to a child!"
"You're still quibbling. If you hadn't cleaned it up, my Yaozu wouldn't have sprained his ankle."
Su Qingmeng could not hear her daughter-in-law's voice, only Grandma Zheng's loud voice echoed in the alley.
Aunt Wu heard the noise and went over to mediate, "Sister Zheng, calm down. If you have anything to say, talk it over. We're all family..."
She couldn't hear anything after that. Su Qingmeng entered the room. At that moment, she felt that she had chosen the right person, otherwise the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would have driven her crazy.
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