Chapter Seventy-Four: Writing a Novel

The next day, Qinxi and they went into the mountain again, on the forest near their home, they used to think that the mountain was too small, so they didn't visit much, today they took time to come out, take a good turn around, looking for mushrooms is not the key, the main thing is to be familiar with this forest.

After two hours, the brother and sister picked up all the mushrooms, only more than three catties, and the pine cones were picked up and a basket full of them.

The two of them didn't plan to continue to wander around, this small forest was basically turned around by them, besides, they came out late, and now the oven hanging in the sky is very hot, so they better go home and rest first!

Walking on the road, Qin Xi was thinking about continuing to contribute to the newspaper, since she left the Qin family last time, she has never submitted to the newspaper again, the manuscript has written several articles, but the difficulty is in the address column, she will definitely not write the address of the Qin family now, No. 30 Ping'an Street, but she doesn't know how to write the address name of the place where she currently lives, and whether there will be a postman to deliver the letter in this remote place.

When she went home, she planned to ask Grandma Yu, she had lived here for a long time, she should know these situations, after all, she is now living here alone, Qin Xi heard her say that she has a son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren, but she is not staying in one place, so there should be correspondence between the two parties.

This matter has to be done quickly, after all, just by picking up mushrooms and selling mountain goods, the income is still a little less, and when it comes to winter, this road is basically blocked, at this time, another way to make money is very important.

She doesn't have any special skills, let alone a golden finger, she doesn't expect anything at all, all the methods she can think of to get money are stupid methods, after all, she was just an ordinary person in her previous life.

Recently, she is thinking about writing, as long as what she writes is appreciated, then in the next period of time, her monthly income will be relatively stable, the subject matter, of course, it has to be a red theme, love and dedication, for the country and the people, selfless, a perfect and impeccable protagonist in all aspects.

This is the newspaper she bought from the scrapyard to paste the wall, and gave her inspiration, serialized in the newspaper, which is much more stable than writing an article, and with good luck, write hundreds of thousands of words, even if it is the lowest price, one yuan per thousand words, then after she finishes writing one, the problem of food and clothing for their brothers and sisters can be solved.

Besides, she has an advantage that the author of this era does not have, that is, she comes from the era of the information explosion in later generations, I don't know how many TV series I have watched, just in the plot setting, there are countless film and television dramas for reference, and I don't have to be afraid of being said to plagiarize, Kavin, that doesn't exist, as long as I think of a point, there are countless pictures flashing in my mind.

Anyway, she is full of confidence now, sharpening her knives, and planning to do it, as soon as it is too late.

As soon as Qin Xi arrived home, he put down his backpack and went to find Grandma Yu, the old man was diligently sorting out the herbs they had dug up the day before yesterday and had been dried.

"Grandma, we live in such a remote area, will the postman deliver us a letter?"

When Yu Qingqiu heard this, she was a little stunned, but she still answered her truthfully: "Yes, the postman in charge of this area is my student, if there is a letter from me, he will send it to me directly." ”

"I have been teaching at Yongxin No. 1 Middle School for more than ten years, he is the first student I taught, and after graduation, he was assigned to work at the post office, and he is responsible for our area."

"Originally, we didn't have much to do with each other, each with its own life, but since I moved here, he sent me several letters, and we became familiar again, and every time my son sent me a letter, he helped send it to me."

After her son was devolved, she moved once, and then her pension was stopped, and she was assigned the task to sweep the streets, and moved again, which is here, and it is very good and clean.

In just two years, she moved twice, and her contact with many people was broken, and the student Xu Jun, who delivered the letter, was one of the few people she still intersected with.

"Why do you ask this?" She was a little curious, Qin Xi wouldn't ask her this for no reason, there must be other reasons.

When Qin Xi heard Grandma Yu's words, she was finally relieved, she didn't hide it, and told her about her previous submission to the newspaper, as well as what she planned to write and submit now.

"That's a good thing! In the past, I was worried that your brother and sister were young and didn't have a job, and it would be difficult to work in the future, but now I am relieved that you can earn money with a pen, which is no worse than those who have a formal job. ”

"You don't have to worry about sending letters, you just have to write it, wrap it up on me, and there will be absolutely no problem." Yu Qingqiu said happily.

It turned out that Qin Xi had another means of making a living, which she didn't expect, but she was happy for her.

She also submitted to the newspaper when she was young, and at that time, she dreamed of becoming a talented woman, but after being rejected twice, she became disheartened and never tried again, and put all her thoughts on her family.

This girl has a means of making a living, earning her own money and spending it herself, in this world, she can straighten her waist and be a man, after all, the old customs are difficult to change, and men and women are artificially divided into three, six, nine and so on.

"Okay, I'm sorry grandma, I've written a few drafts before, let's send them out and try them first!" Adhering to the principle of not wasting, Qin Xi said.

Those manuscripts were all written by her with hard work and stroke by stroke, and she had to send them out and give an explanation to herself!

"Good! Envelope stamps or something, did you buy them all? ”

"If you have all of these, you can send them in the afternoon, go directly to my student's house, and give it to him is the same, and by the way, you will have to deal with people often."

"By the way, can I read your article now?"

She was so curious, if Qin Xi hadn't taken the initiative to talk to her about this matter today, she might never have known that she was writing articles for newspapers and magazines.

"Envelopes and stamps are all leftovers that haven't been used up before."

"Isn't the article written for people to see! Teacher Yu, then please slap my article and point out. Qin Xi said very naughtily.

In front of this kind elder, she will unconsciously relax herself.

"Don't be ashamed of me, the teacher has never contributed to the newspaper, he thought about it when he was young, but after all, he just thought about it." Yu Qingqiu said with great emotion.

But when she got the manuscript written by Qin Xi, her eyes lit up.

After decades of teaching and educating people, she now has two more students, and she plans to teach them well.

(End of chapter)