Yan Buwen smiled and said: "It's not in the way, the novel is not in a hurry, and I can't write it without inspiration, so I'm just idle and bored to proofread it." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Cao Yuanan praised: "Mr. Yan is really a big talent. ”

Yan Buwen knew that Cao Yuan'an did this on purpose this time, and he didn't break it in person, so he smiled: "But next time I may not have so much time to proofread, you also know that when you write novels, inspiration comes when you say, and you can't stop writing as soon as you come, so naturally some work will ......."

"Don't smell it, I understand this, today is special." Cao Yuanan smiled, "If the work is really busy, why don't you hire an assistant?" ”

Yan Buwen patted his head: "This time, Mr. Cao and I really wanted to go together." ”

Cao Yuanan was curious: "What? ”

"I wanted to find an assistant this morning, so I found it myself." Yan didn't hear it.

Cao Yuan'an was choked back before he could say the second half of the sentence, originally Cao Yuan'an wanted to lend Yan Buwen the opportunity to find an assistant, and install a cronie next to Yan Buwen, although there was a winter melon to watch for him before, but the winter melon couldn't be stared at all the time, and it was just right to arrange an assistant, but this Yan Buwen was also cunning, and directly said that he was looking for it. As a result, Cao Yuanan could only give up: "Then I won't worry about you." ”

Cao Yuan'an turned around to leave, thought of something, and took out a post from his pocket: "This is an invitation from my nephew Cao Lingyuan to invite you to the Xinye Tea Party. ”

After Cao Yuanan put the invitation on the table, he left with his hands.

Yan Buwen opened the invitation, which read, "Cao Lingyuan invited Mr. Yan Buwen to participate in the Xinye Tea Party on April 15. Yan Buwen counted it, it was this Saturday, and there was an introduction to the Xinye Tea Party on the invitation, and there was a very well-known name of a talented person that Yan Buwen had never heard of, what is the representative of the wildfire school poets, the representative of the Qing Xiu school poets, and the representatives of emerging poets like Cao Lingyuan are still behind.

The first place is the representative poet Su Wenjin of the Hazy School, and Su Wenjin has more of her identity than ordinary people, she is a doctor who graduated from the University of Lyon, France, and is proficient in the writing of the Hazy Poetry School, and her achievements are very remarkable, and Dai Wangyu, who is also a representative of the Hazy Poetry School, is also a friend. It seems that this Dai Wangyu is also a powerful figure, otherwise Cao Lingyuan would not have spent a lot of money to introduce it.

Yan Buwen shook his head, Dai Wangyu hadn't heard of it, but Dai Wangshu had heard it, could it be two brothers?

I don't want to think about it for the time being, put the invitation in the drawer, it's still early, it's this Saturday's tea party, Yan Buwen wants to see who this Cao Lingyuan is, he can't take advantage of himself, he doesn't even know what he looks like.

Before getting off work at noon, Yan Buwen had already done the proofreading work, and then handed over the manuscript to the winter melon, and was ready to get off work by himself, and when he went out of the door, he saw that the winter melon had also been cleaned up. The newspaper doesn't care about lunch, so as soon as I get off work, basically everyone goes back to eat, except for those who bring rice, winter melon generally doesn't come down so early, because his things are more miscellaneous and there are more things to sort out.

So Yan Buwen was surprised, and after seeing Yan Buwen, Donggua greeted with a smile: "Mr. Yan, I still have something to do, you go slowly." ”

After Yan Buwen saw the winter melon leave, he also went home.

After leaving the Xinglong newspaper office, the winter melon rushed to a place, and finally rushed to the vegetable market before the market, and the winter melon panted and looked at the uncles and aunts who were ready to close the stall in front of him, and hurriedly rushed forward.

"Xiao Dongzi, don't come today, I don't have any leftover dishes, I gave it all to your grandma yesterday." There was an uncle who saw the winter melon running over, like seeing a ghost, hurriedly collected the vegetables, picked them up with a flat pole, and immediately prepared to leave.

The other aunt saw the winter melon coming, and like this uncle, she put away the vegetables, and the vegetables that were scattered on the ground and had been broken did not let go, all of them were put in the vegetable basket, and they were picked up and taken away: "Don't come, we have no vegetables here, if you want to buy it, there are five people and six people who look at your clothes, and no one believes the money for the vegetables." ”

This aunt's voice was extremely harsh, like a shrill hen, and the whole vegetable market heard it.

"Yes, this child is not filial, her aunt comes to the vegetable market all day to pick up vegetables, and he wears such good clothes himself."

"Don't give them leftovers, even if they are rotten, feeding the pigs is better than raising them two white-eyed wolves."

Winter melon walked in front of the vegetable farmer, these sharp-toothed long-tongued women sprayed him with a spit, winter melon secretly clenched his fists, rattled, exerted all his strength, controlled himself, told himself to be patient, held back his tears and pain, and secretly swore in his heart that he must get ahead in the future and let his mother live a good life.

Winter melon is not a loser, when he was looking for a job everywhere, he was driven out by many people because of his tattered clothes, so winter melon discussed with his mother, and bought a dress with the money from picking up scrap newspapers and selling them, and finally found a job as a handyman in Xinglong Newspaper. He knows that if he wants to mix in this world, he must disguise himself, he can look down on himself, but others cannot, his cowardice, ignorance, and ignorance need to be hidden with a good dress, so that when he is looking for a job, the manager sees himself in disguise, and he can't see his miserable side at all.

Winter melon held the silver dollar that Yan Buwen gave him with his left hand, gritted his teeth and trembled: "Mom, my son will definitely have a future!" ”

"Uncle Li, buy a chicken." Winter melon finally came to a chicken shop in the innermost part of the vegetable market, fortunately it came early, the store was not closed, and winter melon looked at the boss excitedly.

Uncle Li looked at the winter melon with a serious look: "Oh? It's paid, okay, one dollar, I'll weigh you. ”

Uncle Li is a little strange, today is not like a day of salary, is this little fat man paying some good luck? Uncle Li didn't care that someone bought it better than no one, so he picked a chicken for the winter melon and weighed it roughly.

Winter melon excitedly stretched out his hand and stopped, and exclaimed, "Isn't this chicken only three or four dimes?" Why do you want a dollar? ”

Uncle Li said impatiently: "You didn't see the big head of this chicken, and it's a black-bone chicken." Usually it's small, of course it's cheap, and the small ones are sold out and only the big ones are left, and if you love to buy them, if you don't buy them, I'll close the stall. ”

Winter melon gritted his teeth: "Buy." ”

The winter melon left quickly with the chicken, and the vegetable farmers behind it were still sarcastic: "I say, this little fat man is rich, and his aunt comes to pretend to be poor and pitiful with us all day long, saying that there is no rice at home, and there is not a single vegetable leaf, so he can only eat grass, how to buy chickens today?" Got rich? ”

"Hmph, don't give him grandma's yellow leafy vegetables in the future, I don't think his family is honest."

"Yes, we didn't pick up our dishes for nothing, why give them for nothing."

Winter melon secretly listened to all this, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and roared: "You wicked people, my mother and I are waiting for you to leave, picking up vegetables on the ground that no one wants to eat, and we are not robbing you." Well, my mother and I will never come back again, even if we starve to death, and we won't eat your leftovers! ”

If you don't explode in silence, you perish in silence.

Winter melon carried the chicken and ignored the ridicule of the people behind him, returned home, and then put the chicken in the chicken coop, and the mother of winter melon saw the chicken and asked, "Where did this chicken come from, and how did you have the money to buy it?" Alas, if this chicken were a hen, it would be good to lay eggs, by the way, there was some leftover yesterday, I borrowed some rice from the aunt next door to cook rice, you eat it quickly, I will get some vegetable leaves to feed this chicken. ”

Winter melon looked at the black and white old mother who was busy with the front and back, and then divided a little of the vegetable leaves that he picked up yesterday for the chickens to eat, so he hurriedly stepped forward, took all the vegetable leaves in his mother's hands, and threw them aside, regardless of the old mother's exclamations, and said coldly: "Grandma, don't go to pick up vegetables to eat in the future, we will eat chicken today, you go and boil some water, I will slaughter it, and in the future we will eat meat and white rice." ”

The old mother saw the serious expression of the winter melon, and smiled bitterly: "How can there be so much money?" Then he bent down and prepared to pick up the leaves: "The vegetables I have grown in the past few days are almost ready to eat, and in a few days, I don't have to go to the vegetable field to pick them up." ”

"This is two yuan, you take it first, tomorrow morning in another place to buy vegetables to eat, today there is no food, we will eat chicken." Winter melon helped her mother up, stuffed two yuan into her dry wood-like hand, and then said with a smile: "Grandma, now that I have money, I don't need to eat these yellow leafy vegetables." ”

The old grandma burst into tears.

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Since yesterday, Xiao Rong has been adding some food to the house according to Mr. Chen's instructions, preparing chicken, duck, goose and fish. The dishes are generally washed last night, and then the chickens, ducks and geese are locked in cages, and there are two fish in the water tank, Yan Buwen went out with Xiao Rong yesterday morning for a long time, and bought all the dishes, and began to prepare to kill chickens, ducks and geese this morning, as well as fish, because today is one of the four traditional festivals, Qingming!

Today, the newspaper office and the bank are closed, Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen rarely have time to rest, so they went out early in the morning to drink tea and chat with friends, and handed over the matter of preparing lunch to Xiao Rong and Yan Buwen, and then after eating lunch, they made an appointment to go to the Universal Cemetery in the suburban church to sweep the grave, where Miss Chen was buried.

Because Mr. Chen's hometown is in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he can't go back now because of the war, so he can only worship on this side, and there is no need to go back.

Because Yan Buwen promised Xiao Rong yesterday that he would accompany her to Zhang Luo for lunch today, so early in the morning, before it was seven o'clock, he shouted Yan Buwen, because Qingming wants to sacrifice to the ancestors, so the dishes on the table must not be sloppy, there are fish and meat, a table full of them, let the ancestors enjoy it first, and then don't ask if they eat it or not, anyway, let the ancestors eat it first.

And I have to burn some paper money for my ancestors, because Yan Buwen's parents died early, so today Yan Buwen also specially bought some more paper money, gold ingots made of gold paper, and silver ingots made of silver paper, when passing by some small stalls, Xiao Rong also happily picked up a horse and car made of paper, said that they were burned for the ancestors, and also picked out a few beautiful paper clothes for Miss Chen.