Chapter 56: Uncle, You’re Biased! (Your support is deeply appreciated~)
In the afternoon, while cutting pig feed, Yun Qinghuan encountered Wang Shufeng again. This time, upon seeing them, her expression was still unfriendly, clearly showing her displeasure. However, perhaps due to being caught stealing pig feed in the morning, she felt guilty and didn’t make any sarcastic remarks. Instead, she just kept her distance when she saw them.
Yun Qinghuan felt relieved.
Dealing with people like Wang Shufeng wasn’t something Yun Qinghuan enjoyed. Now that Wang Shufeng had some self-awareness, it was much better.
For several days, whenever Yun Qinghuan went to cut pig feed, both Bai Naihan and Bai Jin’an would join her without fail.
Initially, Yun Qinghuan found cutting pig feed tiring and somewhat uncomfortable, but after a few days, with Bai Naihan’s assistance, she gradually adapted. She began to feel that her current life was quite good and fulfilling.
She only needed to cut pig feed around noon, spending the afternoon at home reading, doing some exercises, and helping Bai Jin’an learn more characters.
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At a certain magazine office, a female editor, rubbing her temples, looked at the manuscripts with a tired expression. Many of the articles were repetitive and lacked originality.
Many people thought that submitting articles was simple, assuming that if others could make money through writing, they could too.
In reality, it was not that easy.
A slightly younger colleague next to the female editor noticed her exhaustion and said, “Sis, haven’t we already finalized the articles for the next event? Even though the contributor has connections and the writing isn’t exceptional, it’s not terrible either. Do we really need to put in so much effort? Isn’t this offending our superiors?”
The female editor’s eyes dimmed a bit but remained determined, “If the newspaper always operates like this, how can we boost circulation? I’ll check to see if there are any good manuscripts.”
The quality of those articles submitted through connections was truly unbearable.
The female colleague hearing this, pursed her lips and remained silent.
Suddenly, the female editor’s attention was captivated by a particular story. She was completely engrossed, but just at the most gripping part, the story abruptly ended.
The colleague sitting on the chair called her several times, but she didn’t respond. Curiously, the colleague stood behind her, joining her in watching. Both of them became absorbed in the narrative.
In the end, the colleague exclaimed, “Who wrote this story? Why is it so well-written? I haven’t been so fascinated by a story in a long time. What happens next? Will Lin Zhixia choose to get married and have children, or will she continue to work in the countryside?”
It was truly a heart-wrenching experience.
The female editor, now recovered, quickly checked the information of the contributor and found an unfamiliar pen name, “Yun Dan Feng Qing? I don’t know this name.”
She turned to the colleague, asking, “Do you recognize this name?”
The colleague shook her head, “No, I don’t. This must be a newcomer.”
The female editor promptly made a decision, “Regardless of whether they’re a newcomer or not, the story is excellent. I’ll ask the chief editor if we can accept this article.”
With the manuscript in hand, she hurriedly went to the office.
The colleague behind her shook her head, “It’s tough.”
Even if it’s excellent, what’s the use? Isn’t it still inferior to having connections?
Indeed, not long after, the female editor returned with a disappointed expression. Clearly, the article wasn’t accepted. She bit her lip, sighed in disappointment, and said, “This kind of newspaper will be eliminated sooner or later.”
Meanwhile, in another renowned newspaper, exclamations of surprise echoed. Everyone was discussing fervently.
“Will Lin Zhixia go to the countryside or not? Hurry, quickly contact the author Yun Dan Feng Qing and tell her we’ve accepted this piece. Give her the highest treatment!”
“I have a feeling this article will become popular!”
The chief editor was ecstatic, his neck turning red with happiness.
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As noon approached, Yun Qinghuan and Bai Naihan had almost finished cutting the pigweed. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, “Naihan, let’s go back.”
“Okay.”
With a basket full of grass in his hands, the man, in a wheelchair, began to leave.
Just then, not far away, An An, who had already finished cutting the grass, squatting on the ground playing with soil, exclaimed, “Mom, locust flowers!”
His joyful voice was trembling!
Yun Qinghuan followed his direction and indeed saw a not-so-tall tree covered with locust flowers. They seemed to have just bloomed and looked tender.
A light rain had fallen a few days ago, likely encouraging the locust flowers to bloom.
Seeing those clusters of shiny white locust flowers, distant memories suddenly unfolded.
The last time she ate locust flowers was when she was very, very young. The orphanage director took the children to pick locust flowers in the yard. However, there weren’t many locust flowers on one tree. After preparing them, each person received a small bowl, but it was enough to be delicious and memorable.
Unfortunately, the orphanage was later demolished, moved to a new location, and that locust tree was cut down. She hadn’t eaten them since.
“Do you want to eat locust flowers?” The man’s deep and pleasant voice sounded, bringing Yun Qinghuan back to reality.
Bai Naihan was looking at her with focused eyes.
She hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, “I’d love to. It’s been a long time, but although this tree isn’t too tall, we still need to climb to reach them. It might be a bit challenging.”
“No problem, I have a solution.” He put the basket down, turned the wheelchair, and found a long wooden stick nearby.
After looking around, he found some particularly sturdy willow branches, then quickly tied the sickle used for cutting grass onto the stick. Swinging his arm a few times, he directly cut the grass on the ground not far away.
Immediately, he looked at Yun Qinghuan and handed her the bound stick. “Give it a try.”
The man’s lips curved into a smile. Looking this way against the light, Yun Qinghuan felt that his eyes were also shining. Otherwise, why would they be so dazzling?
She raised her hand to block the sunlight on her forehead. Feeling that the straw hat was not quite effective, she paused before walking over, taking the improvised tool from him, and exclaimed, “So it can be done like this?”
An An had already run over, excitedly looking at the makeshift scythe made by Bai Naihan, a bit eager to try, “Mom, can I give it a try?”
Yun Qinghuan refused, “No, it’s too dangerous.”
The little guy looked at his uncle, his eyes sparkling, and handed him his small sickle, “Uncle, can you make one for me?”
The man subconsciously looked at Yun Qinghuan.
Seeing her disapproving expression, he shook his head directly at An An, “Listen to your mom, it’s not suitable for you. It’s a bit dangerous. You can stay under the tree and catch the locust flowers later.”
The little guy was not very convinced, “Uncle, you’re biased!”
The man touched his nose, didn’t say anything, just smiled at the corners of his lips.
Yun Qinghuan coughed lightly on the side, rubbing the little guy’s hair, “You talk nonsense all day long. Hurry up, let’s pick more locust flowers for an extra meal at noon.”
The little guy was full of enthusiasm, his mouth moving, staring at the locust flowers on the tree with a hungry look.
Yun Qinghuan smiled as she walked to the tree, tiptoed, and used the stick with the sickle to cut the locust flowers.
However, the stick was too short, and it was a bit difficult for her to reach. After trying hard for a long time, she only managed to cut off a few bunches, feeling a bit discouraged all of a sudden.
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