As the only outstanding educated youth in ten miles and eight townships who can stably get ten jobs a day, Sister Lan is proud and proud.

So......

"So, don't we really dissuade?"

"Okay, persuade me, you go, I'll cut it off."

“……”

"Don't worry, I will definitely engrave all the great truths you have said on your tombstone, for future generations to admire and admire."

“……”

By the window, two branches of the locust tree that should never have appeared here are propped up, and behind the green leaves, two pairs of eyes are hidden.

Wang Shumei didn't want a tombstone, not at all.

She sighed, slipped down the wall, dropped the branch and sat down at the base of the wall, making sure that she would not be seen, and then said, "Then it's okay for her to do this, right?" Of course, I was mainly afraid that the comrades of the newspaper would be innocently affected. ”

Lin Nianhe's hands trembled, as if he thought of something terrifying.

But she began to comfort herself in an instant: "Well, it's okay, no one will know me in the provincial newspaper." ”

As she spoke, she also threw away the disguised branch and turned around to sit next to Wang Shumei.

Actually, it doesn't matter how bad Wen Lan's writing is, it's completely understandable that someone wasn't born to write articles.

But in this essay of less than 500 words, there are a total of nine times of "nagging and grinding foreign workers", which makes the two parties very embarrassed!

If this is sent out, I'm afraid it won't be laughed to death.

Lin Nianhe whispered to Wang Shumei: "You should have said that she wrote this article decently and not brilliantly, but there is nothing wrong with it." ”

Wang Shumei glanced at her: "Then why don't you say it?" ”

"I'm stunned," Lin Nianhe said seriously, "You know my temper, if it weren't for the worry that it would affect our friendship, you would have to kneel in front of Sister Lan's grave and cry now."

Wang Shumei looked at her with complicated eyes: "Lin Nianhe, you can't be so shameless." ”

Lin Nianhe: "My life is almost gone, why do I have to keep my face?" ”

There is some truth in this, and Wang Shumei is speechless.

After a while, Wang Shumei kicked the soil and whispered: "Then really let her submit?" ”

Lin Nianhe pulled a leaf from the branch with his hand, and said while folding it: "Actually, it's not like there's no way to ......."

"If there is a way, you should have said it earlier!" Wang Shumei was anxious, and her voice unconsciously rose a few points.

Lin Nianhe hurriedly threw the leaf to cover her mouth, and then whispered in her ear: "Think about it, Sister Lan doesn't have time to go to the town whether she is going to work or reviewing, right?" There's no way she's going to ask those two for help with such a big thing, so when the time comes...... So I found a place and burned the evil thing. ”

Wang Shumei's eyes were very bright, and she commented: "It's quite damaged, but it's feasible!" ”

"Then ......"

"Hey, I've copied it!"

At this moment, Sister Lan came out: "Hezi, do you have any envelopes that you don't need?" Can you sell me a few? ”

Lin Nianhe keenly grasped the key words: "How many?" ”

"Yes," Wen Lan nodded vigorously, her expression was extremely serious, "My former neighbor wrote for the newspaper, he said, submitting a manuscript is like casting a net to catch a fish, I thought about it too, I deliberately copied a few more copies, and planned to vote for a few more newspapers." ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Wang Shumei: "......"

"Yes, I also plan to vote for newspapers in the capital and Liao Province!"

After Sister Lan finished speaking, she looked at them with a look of "you two are honored".

Lin Nianhe: "......! ”

Wang Shumei: "......! ”

At this moment, the two of them had the same thoughts-

Although the manuscript is lacking in morality, this is what you Wen Lan forced us!

Looking at the two stone statues, Wen Lan urged: "Hezi, do you have it?" ”

Lin Nianhe came back to his senses and got up from the ground in a bit of embarrassment: "Yes, yes, you wait for me to get it for you." ”

Saying that, she gave Wang Shumei a look, and went back to the backyard to find an envelope for Wen Lan.

Wang Shumei recalled Lin Nianhe's intentions, and asked casually: "Xiaolan, you should review it well recently, you can submit the manuscript at any time, you better not waste time running to the town." ”

Wen Lan was a little entangled, she frowned and looked at the manuscript paper in her hand, and it was difficult to suppress her impatience.

She whispered, "But I heard from my neighbor that I should pay back the manuscript fee for writing to the newspaper." ”

Wang Shumei opened her mouth and didn't speak.

When Lin Nianhe came back with the envelope, he happened to hear this sentence.

Her steps slowed down unconsciously, and she felt that the envelope in her hand was a little heavy.

Wen Lan has only had one wish since she went to the countryside - to go home for the New Year.

She worked to death every day to get ten points for this purpose, and she wanted to be a teacher for this purpose.

Now she wants to submit it too......

No, even if it's to get home, you can't do it!

Lin Nianhe shook his head, gave her the envelope, and said seriously: "It's okay, I just have to go to the town tomorrow, I'll send it for you." ”

Wen Lan suddenly smiled: "That's okay!" ”

She took the envelope back and began to load the paper.

Wang Shumei got up and asked Lin Nianhe in a whisper: "Will we ...... like this?"

"Sister Shumei, ask yourself, is that essay likely to be published?" Lin Nianhe threw out a very realistic question.

Wang Shumei: "Impossible. ”

Not to mention newspapers, even if it is a high school Chinese exam, it is impossible to show it as an excellent essay.

Lin Nianhe patted her shoulder: "So ......"

"Is Miss Wen here?"

Aunt Li's voice interrupted the few guilty feelings they both.

They all pointed to the door: "Inside the house." ”

Aunt Li came with Wang Xixi, and she was still holding a small bag in her hand, and there was a touch of red in the gap.

Comrade Daxi's face was flushed, his eyes were erratic, and he did not dare to look at anyone.

Lin Nianhe raised his eyebrows: "The bride wants to make clothes?" ”

Wang Shumei chuckled: "Let's measure the size together?" ”

Wang Xixi's eyes were full of horror: "I obviously didn't say anything!" ”

Aunt Li snorted and laughed, pinched Lin Nianhe's cheek casually, and protected Wang Xixi: "Don't talk nonsense, our family is very thin-skinned." ”

Lin Nianhe tiptoed.

She is cheeky when she says this.

Aunt Li is no longer the Aunt Li she used to be, and Aunt Li is now very biased.

Aunt Li smiled and dragged Wang Xixi into the house, Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei didn't take a small branch this time, and squeezed in generously.

Wen Lan heard the movement and was about to get off the kang, when she saw that there were four people squeezed in at once, she could only retreat to the kang and ask, "What's wrong Aunt Li?" ”

Aunt Li put her legs on the kang, put down the small burden in her hand and said: "Isn't this about to do a happy event, the clothes of the big joy were originally made by your Aunt Zhao, she has the best craftsmanship in the village, but it is also a coincidence, isn't this Accountant Zhao seriously ill two days ago, and she can't let go of her hands." ”

Aunt Li looked at Wen Lan with a smile: "I thought, Wen girl, you have a good skill in sewing clothes for Lin Yatou that day, I want to see if you are free to help Daxi make the clothes." ”

Wen Lan looked at Wang Xixi, then at Aunt Li, and unconsciously touched the manuscript paper on the side.

In fact, she wanted to write two more manuscripts, but she didn't have time......

Aunt Li said while taking the cloth out: "Girl, my aunt won't be blinded by you, let's give you three yuan for one set according to the same price as your Aunt Zhao." ”

Wen Lan: "What can I do day by day, I can do it, I can do it!" ”

(End of chapter)