"Xiaomo, let's go to the department store, there's nothing here, Mom will take you to buy something."

Ms. Xiao Chanjuan said that the wind is the rain, so she wanted to buy it for her daughter immediately.

"Mom, I don't have anything to buy, I'll collect my things at home when I go back, and I'll bring them over when I come to work tomorrow." After looking at a few places, she didn't want to move.

Xiao Chanjuan saw her daughter's tiredness, "In this case, Mom will buy it for you, you rest at home, and Mom will clean it up when she comes back." ”

Some things at home are also old, and besides, the child's father has spoken, buy it!

"Do you know the location? Don't go, I'll just buy it slowly in the future, and the magazine will cover the meal. "The implication is that it's a place to sleep.

In case she gets lost and gets more troublesome, don't let her go.

Tong Yimo still knows this mother very well, she doesn't have any opinions on many things, although she is a little greedy and cheap, but it is not a big problem, but she is not at ease if she is allowed to go alone.

"That, it's okay, I'll go back and get you some money tickets later, you usually buy it yourself slowly, then mom will clean it up first, and you will rest." She was just thinking about buying things, and she really didn't think that she was not familiar with the city.

"No need, I'll just clean up by myself tomorrow, you're tired all day, let's not go to the state-run restaurant to eat and go back." It's past one o'clock in the afternoon, and I don't know what else to eat in the state-run restaurant.

"Mom is not tired, then go to eat first, and after eating, we will come back to clean up, and just rush back before dinner." It doesn't matter if she eats or not, she can't starve her daughter.

"Okay, let's go." This is a mother's love for her children, she does not refuse, otherwise she is afraid that this mother will be uneasy and cranky.

The urban area is really different, even if there are still so many people coming to the state-run hotel at this time.

The mother and daughter each ordered a dish of shredded pork noodles, not because they didn't want to eat better, but it also depended on the situation.

When she has a source of income in the future, she will bring them to eat fish and meat after the bright road.

Xiao Chanjuan originally planned to take her daughter to order a bowl of braised pork, and she brought all the meat tickets, but just after paying the rent, she still had to keep some items for her daughter.

That's right, the rent was paid by Ms. Xiao, and Tong Yimo couldn't resist her mother.

She will make up for them materially in the future, hey, she thought that there was no family fate in this life, but yes, her family fate is not bad.

Otherwise, even the Tong family's father and son, who are not related by blood, can be so good to her.

At this time, Tong Yimo didn't know that someone was good to her, not because she was his family.

Tong Yimo looked at her mother who was cleaning the room, and she was still very moved, although she could do it with a simple talisman.

Tong Yimo has still figured out a little bit of the meaning of the Heavenly Dao in recent years, like her use of the cultivation realm talisman is not very restricted, but the effect is not as good, it is very easy to use if it does not harm people, such as cleaning, comparable to a cleaning technique, a must-have item for home travel!

In the end, the two rushed back to the county seat before dinner, and Tong's father was very happy to learn that the rental was done, so he didn't have to get up early to run back.

Tong's father even said that if he couldn't get used to it, he could come back to live, and it was a big deal to let her mother work hard to send it to the station.

Tong Yimo nodded with a smile, indicating that he understood.

However, the family also said that they would go to see her as long as they had leave, and she knew that they were not at ease, after all, it was not safe for her to live outside alone as a girl.

Tong Yimo wanted to say that if a thief or a second-rate person passed in front of her house, he had to be brave enough to go, otherwise he would not know who it was unlucky.

But the family didn't know, so for Tong's father and mother's words, Tong Yimo nodded to indicate that he knew that I would pay attention.

Early the next morning, Tong Yimo got into the city car under the escort of Tong's father.

After getting off the bus, Tong Yimo went straight to the magazine.

The first issue of the Stories Collection was published in July 1963, and in fact, among all the magazines, the small and thin "Stories Collection" is undoubtedly a very popular model, and many people will flip through the stories in the "Stories Collection" to pass the time, whether they are in a hurry, in the car, in the toilet, or even before going to bed.

The magazine "Story Collection" is not only easy to carry, but also very rich in content.

There are martial arts novels, police stories, quirky anecdotes, and many jokes.

The style of "Story Collection" is also very in line with the taste of the general public, popular but not kitsch, and even has a certain educational significance.

After so many years, it has also stabilized, and it is divided into columns such as "New Folk Tales", "Jokes", "Souvenir Stories", "Science Fantasy Stories", and "Customs Stories".

At present, "Story Collection" is a bi-monthly magazine, and other magazines are divided into semi-monthly, monthly, bi-monthly, quarterly, etc.

Speaking of which, we have to talk about the editors of the storyteller, such as the editor-in-chief, the publication editor, the art editor, etc.

And Tong Yimo is of course the editor of the manuscript, she just likes folk tales, and the masters are like clouds and forests are all in the folk......

Tong Yimo does not underestimate anyone, because everyone is the protagonist of their own perspective, everyone's life is a book and a story, and she is looking forward to the future~