The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

  Chapter 7, Whose prank?

   found fresh pork and two pieces of tofu next to him. Zhang Xuan didn't have to guess what was going on.

  I'm too lazy to think about it, first take out the golden brown on both sides of the fried tofu, wash and chop the meat, throw it in the pot and fry for a while, then put in the garlic, pepper and tofu together, and the meat will be fragrant after a while.

  Zhang Xuan can't wait anymore, put one piece in his mouth, it's delicious, full of meaty taste, and another piece and put it in his mouth, it's still so delicious, full of meaty taste...

   Breakfast has meat, tofu, bright red sour chili peppers, and stir-fried cabbage, which is very rich.

After Ruan Xiuqin came back, she looked at the dishes, then lifted the lid of the cooking pot and looked at it. The white rice stabbed her into silence for a few seconds. In the end, she didn't say anything. She picked up two bowls and filled the rice. One bowl, and another bowl for the son who washes the vegetable pot under the backyard faucet.

During dinner, Ruan Xiuqin asked, "Your sister went out with Ouyang Yong?"

"Um."

  Zhang Xuan likes jars of vegetables, especially this sour chili. A bite of the juice overflows the whole taste buds. It's too delicious. After eating several times in a row, he said:

   "Mom, did you notice that when the eldest sister and Yang Ende walked together, they couldn't let out a single fart for a few kilometers; while walking with Ouyang Yong, they couldn't stop laughing."

   Ruan Xiuqin knew what he meant, paused, and insisted: "If you go out to study in the future, no one will be able to take care of your sister in a hundred years, Ouyang Yong, she can't keep it."

   is really a muscle. The problem is that Yang Ende has been watching for his whole life, and the elder sister is not so good when she is married. She washes her face with tears all day long, it is better not to marry.

   But he knew that he could not argue directly with his mother like this, so he said mysteriously:

   "Mom, don't you know, the saddest thing in this world is not that the dream is over and there is no way to go; it is that the road is not over yet, but there is no dream to do.

  The eldest sister has not graduated from elementary school, and she is not very clever. If you follow Yang Ende, who has not graduated from elementary school, the upper limit of her life is almost like this. Whether she can laugh in the end is entirely up to you. "

   Having said this, Zhang Xuan glanced at his mother, whose face was gradually turning pale, and continued:

"Social changes have been great in recent years. Who knows if it will be better in the future? As my high school teacher said, China's economy is developing so fast, in the future, farmers will go out to make a lot of money, and rural land will become worthless. At that time, is there any place for Yang Ende, who has the strength and strength to live in your heart?

Besides, due to the stingy family style of Yang Ende's family, he may not be willing to do things for our family after he has married his daughter-in-law. There are many uncles in our village who turn their faces and don't recognize others. Examples are placed there one after another. , don't pretend to be invisible.

   And the second sister has already run away, don’t force the eldest sister to run away, there are only 4 people in our family”

Snapped!

   Ruan Xiuqin was so angry that she stopped eating, she slammed her chopsticks on the table, opened her mouth several times to count her son, but swallowed her words several times.

   In the end, the old man came to be quiet, and went to her own room. As soon as the door was closed, she sat on the head of the bed, sulking by herself.

   Looking at Ruan Xiuqin's angry back, Zhang Xuan didn't say anything to stay, nor did he follow up to coax her.

   He still knew about his mother, and his own words had been very important to her since she was a child. Although she might not be able to figure it out for the time being, maybe in the past few years, but for the sake of the eldest sister, this powerful medicine should be taken at the right time.

After breakfast, Zhang Xuan packed up, and then stole a look at his mother through the crack of the door. After seeing her sitting on the edge of the bed and making a sweater, he went out with confidence, and followed the village's market troop to the town. Set off.

   The snowy road conditions were good, but it was not too fast to walk. It took Zhang Xuan more than an hour for the 10-mile journey.

   He went to the hospital first because he was afraid of people lining up. The doctor checked it carefully and said, "Your illness should not recur, but you'd better avoid eating it and don't eat too spicy."

   Zhang Xuan was embarrassed to hear this. When he asked about it just now, he told people that he had eaten chili in the morning, and people immediately advised him.

   He asked: "Then do I have to come to the hospital tomorrow?"

The doctor    said, "The medicine prescribed for you will not be finished until tonight. It's better to come tomorrow. Anyway, you are young, so this is not difficult for you."

"it is good."

   After leaving the hospital, Zhang Xuan had a clear purpose and went straight to the post office.

  In order to ensure safety and quick results, Zhang Xuan took the luxury of buying three registered letters at a high price.

   Afraid of confusion, he deliberately sent the manuscript to the "Zhiyin" magazine first. The other two were sent to the "Xiaoxiang Morning News" and the Changsha Evening News.

  The matter was settled, Zhang Xuan stomped his feet and sighed at his frozen fingers. It was so cold that he wanted to go home and sleep.

Next to   , there was a woman who wanted to use glue to stick envelopes and stamps. Seeing him jumping and jumping in the seat, she laughed out loud, and it took a long time to point at him with her finger.

"Excuse me."

   Zhang Xuan was still very polite, he quickly gave up his position, tucked his fingers into his sleeves, and prepared to leave. Just before taking a few steps, he suddenly heard someone calling his name from behind.

   "Zhang Xuan!"

   Zhang Xuan turned his head, but saw Postman Lin came out of the iron gate with a satchel on his back. As soon as they met, he smiled and said, "It happened that you were here. I found your parcel when I was sorting out the letters."

   "My parcel?"

   Zhang Xuan was puzzled. He hadn't posted a manuscript recently, but his doubts turned into doubts. He still took things naturally with his hand. When saying thank you, he also asked by the way:

   "You have to go out to deliver letters on such a cold day?"

   "It's not too far ahead, the reservoir." Postman Lin seemed to be in a hurry, so he left.

   He opened the parcel, and inside was a thick Xinhua dictionary, which made Zhang Xuan speechless.

  I don't know whose prank, or is there something else in it?

  In spy war dramas, we often hollow out the dictionary to hide a gun or a miniature camera.

   Thinking like this, he was happy. Could it be that someone really sees that their family is in a bad situation and hides a gold brick and puts it in it to save themselves? I guess no one is this stupid these days, right?

   With doubts, Zhang Xuan started to move the pages of the dictionary with his fingers. The pages of the book flowed down his fingertips. After about a hundred or so pages, it suddenly floated away. There was a cyan thing in the middle of the dictionary, which was blown away by the wind coming in from the gate of the post office.

   Zhang Xuan's eyes moved back sharply, only to see a cyan figure dancing in the air with the wind, and finally slammed into the glass partition wall of the postal hall.

   His eyes slowly fell, and the blue paper was printed with the portraits of four big bosses, and it turned out to be a hundred dollars!

no! Is there really money in the dictionary?

   Zhang Xuan was stunned by his previous joke! Fortunately, his reflex arc was fast enough, and while the others in the hall were still bewildered, he sprinted over and grabbed the money in his palm.

   Being stared at by so many people, Zhang Xuan didn't dare to stay in this place, and Zhang Xuan ran outside with the dictionary in his arms.

   At this time, I don’t feel cold anymore, and my hands don’t feel cold anymore. My mind is full of money, and my mind is full of thinking about who gave me this money?

   Anyway, it can't be the remuneration paid to him by the magazine, unless the financial staff of the magazine is out of his mind, he will do such a silly thing!

   Who is that?

  ps: During the new book period, ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly passes, ask for rewards, ask for investment and comments, all kinds of requests

   (end of this chapter)