Du Fangfei's marriage was resolved, Chen and Du Fangfei's faces were full of joy, and the dinner in the evening was also a little richer. Although there was no rice to eat, and there was no meat, and the food was still corn paste, the radish and cabbage were cooked with two more things, which could be regarded as a celebration of the event.

Niu's was angry, and he was instigated by Yao's for a few words, and came to Sanfang to scold. But the people in the third room are used to being scolded by her, and it doesn't matter if she scolds a few more words, and it doesn't affect their mood at all.

On the second day, Chen saw that Du Jinning was fine, so he wanted to take her to the field. But Du Jinning still has to write novels at home, where is he willing to follow? And because she was thin and small, she didn't have much strength, so even if she went to the field with her, she couldn't help much, so she flatly refused.

The field was too cold, and Chen was not reluctant, so he took a few words of advice and went out to work with his daughters.

Du Jinning ate the porridge on the table with pickles, closed the doors and windows tightly, took out the book that Du Yinsheng gave her, and looked at the words on it. She couldn't write a lot of traditional characters, but she could recognize them. With these three books as a reference, she can solve the words she can't write.

The three books don't have many words, and I finished reading them in a while. She read it several more times, and spent the morning memorizing all the words on it. After Du Fanghui came back to see her at noon, she continued to write novels.

Knowing how to write those words, without thinking about the plot wording and the structure of the words at the same time, Du Jinning's progress is much faster. But even so, it was still two days before Du Jinning wrote the novel and copied it.

"A Bao" in Pu Songling's "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" is just over 2,000 words. In order to save paper and ink, Du Jinning also tried to write in a style that was partial to the Chinese language. She has a deep foundation in ancient Chinese and is not a problem in writing classical Chinese. In the end, the novel was written in a length of more than 4,000 words.

On this day, when the Chen family came back, Du Jinning asked her: "Mother, have you been to the county?" ”

"In the county?" A look of nostalgia appeared on Chen's face, but then it dimmed, "I used to go there when your father was there, but after he was gone, I haven't been there." ”

Seeing that Du Jinning had caused Chen's bad memory, Du Fangling suddenly glared at her and said, "What do you ask?" Mother is tired for a day, you can't let her rest well. ”

Du Jinning blinked and was silent.

Chen thought she was angry, and hurriedly scolded Du Fangling: "What are you staring at your brother for?" Is there a sister like you? Look at your sister and your sister, both of them are more sensible than you. ”

Du Fangling pouted, turned her head and went out.

Chen turned his head and was about to comfort Du Jinning, but Du Jinning hurriedly smiled and said, "Mother, it's okay, I know that the third sister feels sorry for you." ”

"You are more sensible than your third sister." Chen smiled and asked, "What do you ask the county to do?" ”

Du Jinning hesitated for a moment, walked over and closed the door, and opened the windows on both sides partially, so as to see the situation of the courtyard and prevent others from eavesdropping. After doing this, she took out two pieces of paper from under the mattress and handed them to Chen: "Mother, I wrote a story and wanted to take it to the county and sell it to the bookstore." ”

If you go to the county and walk on your feet, it will take a day to go back and forth. With Chen's nervousness about her, she definitely couldn't hide it from her. Otherwise, if Du Fanghui can't see her when she comes back at noon, I don't know what big trouble will happen. Moreover, if the novel can be sold, then the origin of the money must be explained to Chen.

In Du Jinning's memory, the Du family's junior house was so poor that they didn't have a penny, but the Chen family's discipline of them was very strict. When Du Fangling was a child, she stole things from other people's fields to eat because she was hungry, and was beaten severely by Chen. If she found out a few taels of silver and gave it to Chen, maybe Chen would think she was stealing from someone else. It's not clear what is going on. It's better not to hide it from Chan in the first place.

Anyway, she showed her hand in front of Du Yinsheng and showed her "extraordinary", so no matter how smart and "extraordinary" she was, it would be nothing.

"What?" Chen was really surprised, took the two pieces of paper and looked at them, raised his head and asked Du Jinning, "You wrote this?" ”

Du Jinning nodded.

Chen looked at Du Jinning, still in disbelief. Du Jinning didn't go to school, how could he write. And a ten-year-old child who has never seen much of the world, what story can he make up? But Du Jinning's temperament, she is clear. The boy had always been honest and never lied, and he said that he had written the story, and that it was possible.

Seeing that she was suspicious, Du Jinning hurriedly took out the three books from under the mattress and handed them to Chen: "This is given to me by my uncle and grandfather." I went to the school to eavesdrop, and I saw them learn these three books. I can memorize what they read, and I can also write the words on it, and if you don't believe it, I asked my uncle and grandfather, and I also memorized a book to him. I heard my uncle and grandfather say that those who read books not only like to read the Four Books and the Five Classics, but also like to read stories, so I made this up and wanted to exchange it for some money. ”

In order to divert Chen's attention, she said very sensationally: "Mother, I don't want you to work so hard, and I don't want to exchange my eldest sister's family affairs when I'm sick." If we had money in our hands, my eldest sister's relatives would not have been allowed out when I was sick. Moreover, if you are short of oil, salt or other things at home, you don't have to go to the mountains to help carry wood. ”

Sure enough, when Chen heard this, tears couldn't help but overflow. She touched Du Jinning's head and choked up: "Good boy......"

"Mother, if I read the story to you, can you listen to it, can you sell it for money." Du Jinning said that he was about to pick up the paper in Chen's hand.

Chen avoided his hand, wiped a handful of tears and said with a smile: "You underestimate your mother, but your mother is literate." ”

"Mother, are you literate?" Du Jinning was taken aback.

"Well, your dad taught me." Chen Shidao, looking a little stunned.

Du Jinning fell silent.

Speaking of her deceased husband, Chen was still a little sad, but seeing Du Jinning's reverent gaze, she couldn't help laughing: "What is this?" My mother is far worse than you, but my mother has studied for a long time before she can recognize some words. As she spoke, she lowered her head and read the novel written by Du Jinning.

Du Jinning has some expectations.

Pu Songling's novel naturally has nothing to say, it is definitely good enough, but she still wants to know the opinions of people in this era.

Chen didn't read a few lines, then raised his head and looked at Du Jinning in surprise: "Brother Ning, you tell your mother the truth, is this really what you wrote?" ”

Du Jinning had already prepared, nodded very calmly, and then showed a puzzled look on his face: "What's wrong?" Mother, isn't it bad? Or ......," she bit her lip, "those words are not right?" ”