Since then, no one has pestered Ji Mufeng, this trick is really a draw.

On this day, Song Qianqian and Gao Chunmei finished playing pigweed, and went to the creek to play after remembering their work, the weather was very cool here, and many children in the village would come to play.

"Qianqian, there are a lot of snail lions in the creek, let's touch some and go back to stir-fry, anyway, we have nothing to do when we are idle." Gao Chunmei is a foodie.

"Okay, Sister Chunmei." Song Qianqian also went into the water to touch the snail lion, and she found the joy of childhood.

The two were still fighting in the creek, their clothes were wet, and they sat down to bask in the sun, and they really went back more and more.

Taking the snail lion back to the Zhiqing Point, Song Qianqian found a basin to put well water, added some salt and a few drops of oil, and put it aside to clean it in the evening.

Gao Chunmei brought the mung bean cake over, Song Qianqian made her malt milk essence, of course, she brought the tea jar, the two of them have become good sisters, stay together in the afternoon to pass the time.

"Now you can't take the college entrance examination, why are you always reading?" Gao Chunmei asked puzzled.

"It's always good to be idle and bored, and it's always good to read more books if you're fine." Song Qianqian proposed.

"Well, it's really idle anyway, so I should review it." After Gao Chunmei finished speaking, she also followed Song Qianqian to read the textbook.

"Sister Chunmei, one day the college entrance examination will be resumed, and the opportunity is left to those who are prepared." Song Qianqian didn't mind helping her.

Gao Chunmei nodded in agreement when she heard this, followed Song Qianqian to read the textbook every day, and asked Song Qianqian about the questions she couldn't do, and found that she was all very powerful.

In the evening, Song Qianqian made a stir-fried snail lion, and Gao Chunmei stayed for dinner, praising her for making it particularly delicious.

A few days later, Song Qianqian read all the high school textbooks, especially the politics she memorized.

When she thought of writing novels or translating foreign languages, she had to go to the Xinhua bookstore in the city, where she could make a lot of money translating foreign books.

"Sister Chunmei, I plan to go to the city tomorrow, do you have anything you need to bring?" Song Qianqian asked with a smile.

"I didn't buy a mosquito net last time, and the supply and marketing cooperatives didn't have the goods at all, so you helped me bring back the mosquito net." After saying that, he ran back to his room to get the money ticket.

In the evening, Song Qianqian took a pound of brown sugar and came to the captain's house and knocked on the courtyard door.

"Who? The door didn't close. The captain's daughter-in-law, Kong Fang, said.

"Hello aunt! I'm Song Qianqian, and I'm here to find Uncle Captain. After speaking, he walked into the yard with brown sugar.

"Boss, Qianqian girl has something to do with you." Kong Fang shouted loudly with a smile.

"Let her in, I'm in the hall." The captain is pumping the front door.

"Uncle Captain, I'm going to the city tomorrow, so I'm here to ask you for a letter of introduction." After Song Qianqian finished speaking, she put the brown sugar on the table.

"Okay, I'll open it for you now, can I just open it for two days?" The captain didn't ask her what she was doing in the city.

"Yes, if I don't have time to come back, I'll go to the guest house." Song Qianqian said happily.

got the letter of introduction, Song Qianqian ran out directly, Kong Fang chased out with brown sugar, and found that the person had run away.

"Collect it, and send her some food in two days." The captain said with a smile.

"Well, this girl is a good one." After Kong Fang finished speaking, he took the brown sugar into the room.

Early the next morning, Song Qianqian left the Zhiqing Point and took out the meat buns and gnawed them.

When I came to the commune, I got on the bus and went to the city, and I wanted to vomit when I staggered, but fortunately there were not many people in the morning, and I soon came to the city.

Finally found Xinhua Bookstore, Song Qianqian drank a glass of spiritual spring water tiredly, her body instantly recovered her strength, walked into the bookstore and explained her intentions.

"Comrade Song, I see that you are not very old, how many Chinese languages do you know?" The other party didn't take her seriously.

"I know more than a dozen languages, don't doubt it because I never forget it." Song Qianqian said expressionlessly.

"Okay, then you translate this article." The other party still didn't quite believe what she said.

"No problem, just give me ten minutes." After speaking, he lowered his head and began to translate.

Before ten minutes arrived, Song Qianqian had already finished translating, and the other party nodded with satisfaction after reading it.

"Comrade Song, let's get to know me again, my name is Wang Meihua, and I am the director of the translation agency." After saying that, he also stretched out his hand.

"Hello Director Wang! My name is Song Qianqian, my parents are martyrs, there is no problem with my identity, I am now an educated youth, and I want a translation certificate. After speaking, he also stretched out his hand to shake hands with Wang Meihua.

"No problem, you leave the address in the village, and when you get it, I'll send you the card." Wang Meihua said with a smile.

Then, the two talked about some details, such as which languages are spoken, how to calculate the salary, and which tickets will be given each month.

When Song Qianqian left, she took ten books with her, sent them after translation, and remitted the money to her later.

Song Qianqian also bought some newspapers, she wants to get a share of the novel after she writes, and the writer will get a share of the book as long as she sells it.

In this era, there were no computers and the Internet, and it was a luxury to subscribe to a newspaper every month, and if a paper book was eye-catching, it was a sure deal.

Leaving the bookstore, Song Qianqian went to the department store, helped Gao Chunmei buy a mosquito net, and also bought two bottles of Moutai, and her wine tickets were all spent, and she would exchange tickets with someone next time she wanted to buy them.

Finding a place where no one was, Song Qianqian put things into the space, and then walked to the state-run restaurant to eat.

"To serve the people, comrade, what do you want?" The waitress was a chubby lady.

"A spark can start a prairie fire, I want a pot of meat, and a bowl of white rice." After Song Qianqian finished speaking, she directly took out the money and food stamps and meat stamps.

At this time, there were quite a lot of people eating, Song Qianqian found a seat, and there were two soldiers sitting opposite.

Both of them looked at Song Qianqian, the little girl was so beautiful, and they were not very old, at most they were in their twenties, so both of them blushed.

Song Qianqian was speechless in her heart, she sped up her meal, left directly after eating, got into the car and returned to the commune, and finally walked back to the village.

At the entrance of the village, Song Qianqian took out a big back basket, which was full of various things, holding the mosquito net she bought in her hand, and returned to Zhiqing Point with a smile.

"Sister Chunmei, are you there?" Song Qianqian shouted loudly.

"Yes, I'll be right here." Gao Chunmei was boiling hot water and preparing to take a bath.

"The mosquito net is for you, it's extra money."

"Thank you, Qianqian, and ask you to borrow a few nails."

Song Qianqian gave the nail and hammer, Gao Chunmei took it back to hang the mosquito net, and then gave her a canned yellow peach, Song Qianqian did not refuse to accept it directly.

Ji Mufeng has tanned a lot recently, it is not ugly but very manly, Song Qianqian has never spoken to him again, even if he meets him, he will be treated as air.

I don't know why, Ji Mufeng felt very upset, the two hadn't spoken these days, he was actually very uncomfortable, and even wanted to knock on her door, but every time he couldn't help but run back to the room.

Besides, Song Qianqian didn't talk to him either, it seems that he really didn't like him, Ji Mufeng's heart is very complicated, so forget it after thinking about it for a long time.