When she went to cut the pigweed in the afternoon, Yun Qinghuan ran into Wang Shufeng again, this time when she saw them, her face was still very bad, obviously she didn't want to see them, but it was probably because the stealing of pigweed in the morning was discovered, she was weak in her heart, and she didn't say anything weird, so she hid away when she saw them directly.

Yun Qinghuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

She really doesn't like to deal with people like Wang Shufeng, and now it's good that Wang Shufeng is self-aware.

For a few days, as long as Yun Qinghuan went to cut pigweed, Bai Naihan and Bai Jinan would definitely be with her.

At first, Yun Qinghuan still felt tired of cutting pigweed, and she was a little uncomfortable, but after cutting for a few days, coupled with the big helper of Bai Hardy, she gradually got used to it, and felt that this life is very good and fulfilling now.

Every time, you can only cut it at noon, stay at home in the afternoon, read books and do problems, and then write manuscripts by the way.

also taught Bai Jin'an, the little guy, to recognize a lot of words.

In a certain magazine, a female editor rubbed her brows, looking at the manuscript and reading it was a little tired, and many of these manuscripts were the same and had no new ideas.

Many people think that submission is simple, and they think that if others can make money from writing, then they can definitely do it themselves.

In fact, it's not that simple.

There was a slightly younger female comrade next to the female editor, and seeing that she was looking so seriously, she said directly, "Sister, isn't our next issue of manuscript already decided?" Although the contributor was submitted through a relationship, and the writing was not very good, it was not too bad, so we don't need to work so hard to read it, right? Isn't this offending the leadership? ”

The female editor's eyes darkened when she heard this, and she said a little stubbornly, "If the newspaper has been like this, how can sales go up, I'll see if there are any good manuscripts." ”

The quality of those manuscripts that rely on relationships is really not eye-catching.

The lesbian pursed her lips when she heard this, and stopped talking.

Suddenly, the female editor moved, and her eyes were directly attracted by a story, and she was stunned, but just as she saw the scratching place, the story suddenly disappeared.

The female comrade sitting in the chair called her several times, but she didn't answer, and stood behind her curiously and followed her to watch, and both of them were fascinated for a while.

At the end, the female comrade exclaimed, "Who wrote this manuscript?" How is it so well written? I haven't read a story for a long time and I'm so fascinated, what happened behind this, did Lin Zhixia choose to get married and have children or continue to go to the countryside? ”

It's really heart-scratching.

The female editor reacted, and also hurried to look at the contributor's information, and found that it was a pen name she didn't recognize, "The cloud is light and the wind is light? I don't know. ”

She turned back to the lesbians and asked, "Do you have any impressions?" ”

The lesbian shook her head, "No impression, this must be a novice." ”

The female editor immediately made a decision, "Whether you are a novice or not, this manuscript is well written, I will ask the editor-in-chief if I can hire this article." ”

Some of them couldn't wait to grab the manuscript and went to the office.

The lesbian shook her head in the back, "Enough." ”

How good is it? Isn't it still a relationship?

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the female editor to come out with a drooping face, obviously not hired, she bit her lip and sighed in disappointment, "Such a newspaper will be eliminated sooner or later." ”

At the same time, there was an exclamation from another well-known newspaper, and everyone was discussing it in unison.

"Lin Zhixia can't go to the countryside? Hurry, hurry up and contact the author Yun Danfeng lightly, just say that we have accepted this article and give her the highest treatment! ”

"I have a hunch that this article will be popular!"

The editor-in-chief's neck was red with pleasure.

……

Seeing that it was almost noon, Yun Qinghuan and Bai Naihan had almost cut all the pigweed, she wiped the sweat on her forehead, "Nayhan, let's go back." ”

"Okay."

The man was carrying a basket full of grass and turned his wheelchair to leave.

At this moment, An An, who had finished mowing the grass not far away and was squatting on the ground to play with the dirt, shouted, "Mom, acacia flowers!" ”

His happy voice trembled!

Yun Qinghuan looked in his direction, and sure enough, he saw a tree that was not too tall and full of acacia flowers, it should have just bloomed, and it looked very tender.

There was a light rain just two days ago, which is estimated to have prompted the acacia to bloom.

Seeing the clusters of white acacia flowers, long-lost memories suddenly appeared.

She remembers the last time she ate acacia flowers was very small, when the director of the orphanage took the children to pick acacia flowers in the yard, but there were not many acacia flowers in a tree.

It's just a pity that the orphanage was demolished and moved to a new place, and the acacia tree was also cut down, and she never ate it again.

"Do you want to eat?" The man's deep and beautiful voice sounded, which also brought Yun Qinghuan back to his senses.

Bai Naihan was looking at her, his eyes focused.

She was stunned, and then said with a smile, "I want to eat, I haven't eaten it for a long time, but although this tree is not too high, you have to climb it to pick it, I'm afraid it's not enough." ”

"It's okay, I have a solution." He put the basket down, turned his wheelchair and found a long wooden stick from the side.

looked around again and found a particularly durable wicker, and then tied the scythe of mowing the grass to the stick three times and divided it by two, and tried it with his arm, and the grass on the ground not far away was directly cut by him.

Immediately, he looked at Yun Qinghuan and handed her the tied stick, "You try." ”

The corner of the man's lips smiled, looking at it like this, against the light, Yun Qinghuan felt that his eyes were also full of light, otherwise why were they so dazzling?

She raised her hand to cover the sunlight in front of her forehead, feeling that the straw hat was not very useful, and after a pause, she walked over, took the tools he had made simply, and said in surprise, "So it can still be like this?" ”

An An over there had already run over, excitedly looking at the long stick sickle made by Bai Naihan, a little impatient, "Mom, can I try it?" ”

Yun Qinghuan refused, "No, it's too dangerous." ”

The little guy looked at his uncle again and handed him his little scythe, "Uncle, can you make one for me?" ”

The man subconsciously looked at Yun Qinghuan.

Seeing her disapproving look, she shook her head directly at An An, "Listen to your mother, this is not suitable for you, it is a bit dangerous, and you will catch acacia flowers under the tree later." ”

The little guy was not convinced, "Little uncle, you are eccentric!" ”

The man touched his nose and didn't speak, just a smile on the corner of his lips.

Yun Qinghuan coughed lightly beside him and rubbed the little guy's hair, "It's all nonsense all day long, hurry up, let's get more acacia flowers and add food at noon." ”

The little guy is full of energy, his mouth is moving, and he is very hungry to stare at the acacia flowers on the tree.

Yun Qinghuan smiled.

Walk under the acacia tree and tiptoe to cut the acacia flower with a stick tied to a sickle.

It's just that maybe the stick is too short, but she still has some difficulty in reaching, and it took a long time to cut off a few strings, and she suddenly became a little deflated.

(End of chapter)