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Chapter 232: Still no movement? The medicine cannot be stopped, the dosage must be increased (Request full order)
During dinner, the mother-in-law talked about Lao Liu's frustration at work, which made Feng's mother say that she was a little sorry for Lao Liu.

Then he said to his good son-in-law Cheng Xuemin: "Xuemin, if it is possible, can you give us October for this manuscript?"

Originally, Feng's mother had no intention of bringing this up. After all, this manuscript was brought back by her son-in-law Cheng Xuemin after surviving a life-threatening battle on the front line.

According to regulations, it needs to be sent to the higher authorities for review, and then the higher authorities will decide whether to publish it.

Originally, Feng's mother really didn't have much hope. After all, their October magazine's influence was indeed far inferior to that of People's Literature and People's Liberation Army Literature and Art.

But we also know that the author Cheng Xuemin definitely has the priority right of recommendation!
If possible, the mother-in-law would definitely hope that her son-in-law would recommend them in October.

Of course, this might be a bit too difficult for Cheng Xuemin. As a mother-in-law, it would be difficult for her to ask this question under normal circumstances.

But what can I do!

This time it was indeed a big blow to Lao Liu. He submitted six manuscripts and all of them won awards, except for October.

Not to mention Old Liu, even other people like Old Wang and Cao Aiqin were equally dumbfounded when they heard the news, and they had some opinions about her as the chief editor.

Yes!
Ultimately, it was her fault as the chief editor. She shouldn't have been so strict with her daughter, which even scared away her son-in-law and made her not dare to submit her manuscript to their October magazine.

"Mom, you may be embarrassing Xuemin. This is a manuscript that has been approved by the People's Liberation Army Literature and Art. It is not an ordinary manuscript. I can't give it to you!"

Before Cheng Xuemin could say anything, his wife Feng Jiayou next to him came to his aid, blocked the knife and politely declined.

And Feng Jiayou was not wrong, and her mother knew it too. Why did she say it when she knew it would make things difficult for her son-in-law?

"Didn't I say if it's possible?"

Feng's mother did not get a positive response from her son-in-law Cheng Xuemin, and was retorted by her own debt collector. Then she scolded her daughter who was married off and was like water spilled. It turned out that girls are really like this when they are extroverted.

"Mom, how about I ask Mr. Shi when I deliver the manuscript tomorrow?"

What can Cheng Xuemin say?

The mother-in-law has spoken personally, and just described their situation in October without sounding too pitiful. Can Cheng Xuemin not express his opinion in some way?
"Xuemin, don't force yourself on this. After all, this is a manuscript for the General Political Department. Don't interfere too much!" Feng's father also spoke up and sang a different tune from his wife.

"Old Feng?!"

The mother-in-law, whose expression had just improved, was so angry that she glared at Feng's father again.

The eyes speak louder than words. What's going on? It's fine if it's just a married daughter, but Lao Feng, you're also going to contradict me, aren't you?

"Don't feel too sorry, Old Liu. The manuscript this time is indeed different! If you want to make up for it, the worst that can happen is that Xuemin can submit two more manuscripts later!"

Father Feng ignored the look in his wife's eyes. When faced with major issues, he couldn't help but mix in his personal emotions.

Isn’t it just that this is a cultural opportunity, and the first time to select the Excellence Award, didn’t any of their articles in October get selected?

Not a single article was selected, so in the end it could be the fault of the son-in-law of the Feng family?
That's because your level as editors in October is not good enough, and also because your influence in October is indeed too far behind.

Otherwise, why don’t you take a look at Yenching Literature…

Forget it, let’s not talk about Yenching Literature, let’s just read local magazines and periodicals.

As far as Feng's father can remember, two articles from Xuemin's hometown's "Yanhe Literature" were selected, in addition to the one written by their son-in-law, there was another one.

In addition to Yanhe Literature, other local magazines and publications, such as "Fenshui", "Yalu River", "Hui Province Literature", "Jibei Literature" and other local publications, have manuscripts selected and won awards.

It can't be said that the entries selected and awarded in these magazines and publications were all written secretly by their son-in-law under a pen name, right?
In a word!

Or maybe it’s because the level of manuscript collection of "October" is limited, and their own influence is unsatisfactory, so they can’t produce even one good article that can go viral.

This blame cannot be entirely put on Xuemin just because he is her teacher Gu’s son-in-law.

"Alright!"

Feng's mother herself felt that she had made things too difficult for her son-in-law this time. She decided to give Lao Liu a few more manuscripts later so that he could have a chance to win the award next year.

But then again, if they can really get special approval from the General Political Department this time and publish this article exclusively, then it will surely bring October to a new height.

Not to mention catching up with the "People's"-titled People's Literature, it will definitely take only a few minutes to surpass "Yenching Literature".

What a pity!
"Old Feng, let's go pick up her grandparents this weekend. Have you made arrangements?"

It had been agreed at the beginning of the month to bring Feng's mother's parents over to help Feng's young son Cheng Xuemin and his wife take care of the child.

But after all, they are picking up someone who is moving, not just bringing him over to stay for two days, so the reception must be done in a grand manner, and it would not be possible with just a few bicycles from the Feng family.

We were able to borrow two human-powered tricycles, but Xiaoanshan in Yanjiao is more than 30 kilometers away.

After much thought, Feng's father said that he planned to apply to his unit to borrow the bus for one day, but he didn't know whether it had been approved yet.

"I have already applied for a borrowed car, so it shouldn't be a big problem!" Father Feng nodded. He had already applied for the car and it had been approved.

"Dad, didn't you just get promoted to deputy director? Logically, shouldn't you be able to get a private car?"

Immediately following, the sister-in-law Feng Jiamo joined in the fun and asked.

At this moment, everyone in the family, including Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiayou, looked at Feng's father.

Indeed, Feng's father had just been promoted to deputy director, in charge of the daily work of the Translation Department of their Foreign Language Bureau. From now on, all work related to foreign translation will basically be decided by Feng's father, and he can be said to be in control of the power.

So, logically speaking, since one has reached Mr. Feng's level, it should be no problem for him to have a private car, right?
If the family could have such a special car, it would not only be convenient, but it would also be very glorious for the car to go in and out of their alley.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Father Feng looked stunned for a moment, then scolded his little daughter.

The country is facing a shortage of cars now. Even the people in charge above them don’t have their own cars, let alone Feng’s father, who is a deputy.

"Hehe, I heard that from others!" Feng Jiamo stuck out his tongue, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and quickly left.

After finishing their meal, my elder sister and cousin also returned to the backyard for their final review. The housework in the front yard was basically done by Feng's mother and sister-in-law Ke Yumei.

"Yumei, is there any movement?"

While helping with housework in the kitchen, Feng's mother asked her eldest daughter-in-law with concern.

The old man in the family has been taking a course of the folk remedy that his son-in-law Cheng Xuemin brought back from deep in Yunnan for half a month.

You should be able to feel whether there is any effect or any movement, right?

"Mom, how do I know if this will work?"

Being suddenly asked this by her mother-in-law, sister-in-law Ke Yumei felt ashamed and spoke shyly in a low voice.

"You have to keep taking the medicine, you can't stop!"

Mother Feng nodded. Perhaps she was too anxious and had placed too much hope on the folk remedy she brought back.

Since there is no movement yet, then continue to drink the medicine. Don't stop taking it! "Okay!" The sister-in-law nodded softly.

In the old Feng family, the person who is least confident right now may be the eldest sister-in-law, Ke Yumei. Especially in front of her mother-in-law, she will definitely do whatever her mother-in-law says.

Since my mother-in-law said that I can't stop taking the medicine, then I shouldn't stop taking it. I just keep drinking it. I haven't seen any signs of improvement yet, but what if there is?
"Xuemin has a young child. I want to book a train ticket back home after I pick up my grandparents!"

In the backyard, the elder sister also went into the room of Cheng Xuemin and his wife and spoke to her younger brother and sister-in-law.

"Sister, come and sit down!"

When Feng Jiayou saw his elder sister come in, he quickly called Cheng Wenxiu to come over and sit down.

"Sister, I'll go to the train station in two days and book train tickets for you and Xiaolian!"

Cheng Xuemin nodded to his sister. It was already the 10th of June, and by the time they picked up Feng Jiayou's grandparents, it would be after the award ceremony, so they had to arrange for tickets for their sister and cousin to return home.

"I'll ask the provincial capital to arrange for you to be sent back to the commune!"

Seeing that his sister seemed a little nervous and scared, Cheng Xuemin thought about it and understood, and added a sentence.

After the award ceremony, Yanhe Wenxue and his team will also set off back.

It's a good opportunity for him to go back with his sister and cousin.

When they get to the provincial capital, they can also ask Lu Yao, Lao Hu and others to help arrange a male comrade to send the two sisters back to the county and back to the commune.

After all, the two sisters are lesbians and have rarely traveled far. The last time they came to Yanjing, they came with Cheng Xuemin.

There were only two sisters going back this time, so it was inevitable that they were afraid and nervous.

It just so happens that a group of people from Yanhe Literature are coming to attend the award ceremony, so I could just ask them for a favor. It shouldn't be a problem.

Cheng Xuemin thought of this when he knew that Yanhe Literature was coming.

"Xuemin, this won't bother me, right?"

Elder sister Cheng Wenxiu is still worried and wants to trouble her younger brother.

"No! They are coming over to attend this award ceremony. You know them, Lao Hu and Lao Lu, who are treating us to dinner in the provincial capital."

Cheng Xuemin comforted his sister again, saying that this should not be a big deal, and that after the college entrance examination, Cheng Xuemin would also go back and would definitely return the gift then.

"Editor-in-Chief Hu and his team are also here to attend the awards ceremony? That's great!"

When elder sister Cheng Wenxiu heard that it was Yanhe Wenxue who invited them to dinner during the Chinese New Year, she nodded in relief as she thought they were an acquaintance.

"Xuemin, just now my aunt said that six of your manuscripts won awards this time? Is that true?"

After agreeing on going back, Cheng Wenxiu asked about what Feng's mother had said at the dinner table just now.

It should be her younger brother. Six of his articles won awards this time, but none of them was from his mother-in-law's unit, so her mother-in-law seemed to be very dissatisfied.

"Sister, yes! Xuemin has six articles that won awards this time. When Xuemin brings back the certificates, you can take all the medals and certificates back to show our parents!"

When she mentioned how excellent her man was, Feng Jiayou, who was teasing her son nearby, became excited and very happy.

She had to explain this matter in detail to her aunt, how her brother and her husband won these six major awards under the wise guidance of her aunt Feng Jiayou!
"That's great! My parents will definitely be very happy then!"

Cheng Wenxiu was dumbfounded on the spot. There were really six manuscripts that won awards?
Then I heard from my sister-in-law Feng Jiayou that she would actually let her take all the military medals and certificates back to show her parents. Of course, their relationship is good!

Cheng Wenxiu can already see it. I wonder how happy her parents will be when they see the medals and certificates she brought back.

It will definitely not take long before the entire brigade and the entire commune know that their son has won a big prize!

Especially the first-class military medal, the value of which had been popularized by Cheng Wenxiu's sister-in-law Feng Jiamo.

And the man in her family, Xuemin's brother-in-law, must understand.

My uncle was also a commune cadre, and he was mainly responsible for the work of the people's armed forces. He must have known about military medals.

This daughter-in-law, isn’t she afraid that her mother will hear it and get angry again?

He actually boasted to his elder sister that he was able to win so many excellent awards, all thanks to her wise guidance?

What nonsense about not putting all your eggs in one basket, casting a wide net and submitting more articles, it turned out to be her wise guidance.

Okay, woman, you are really good!

It was obvious that Cheng Xuemin wanted to set up a secret fund to hide his own money, so he thought of creating more pseudonyms and submitting more articles, which eventually led to the current situation where everything is going on.

That night, Cheng Xuemin, who felt sorry for his wife, finally gave up the evil thought and chose to continue to endure it. He did not really let his wife Feng Jiayou celebrate with him.

After writing a few manuscripts, Cheng Xuemin consciously lay down on his own kang to sleep.

But he didn't sleep for long before Cheng Xuemin had to get up and change the little one's poop and pee, otherwise the kid would wet the bed without any warning.

By the time he greeted me crying, it would definitely be too late.

the next day!
In order to avoid any further complications, Cheng Xuemin planned to submit the written manuscript to the General Political Department today, before the award ceremony tomorrow.

If I wait until tomorrow when the award ceremony officially begins, I will inevitably be asked about this manuscript by some bigwigs, and it will be difficult to refuse then.

So early in the morning, after saying hello to my family, I had to rush to the inner city.

"Uh?"

"Xuemin, you've finished the manuscript so quickly?"

When they met Mr. Shi and Political Commissar of the General Political Department Art Troupe, they knew that Cheng Xuemin had come to deliver a manuscript. They were stunned on the spot. Political Commissar Hu even asked in disbelief to confirm.

You know, it’s only been a few days since Cheng Xuemin broke out from the front line and returned home to Yanjing?
About half a month!

In such a short time, Cheng Xuemin, do you think that they have finished writing the manuscript that the General Political Department needs?

"Xuemin, it can't be a short story, right?"

Thinking of this possibility, Political Commissar Lao Hu asked again uncertainly.

If it was just a short story, that wouldn't work. The General Political Department required a novella of at least 50,000 to 60,000 words.

"Mr. Shi, Political Commissar, this is not a short story, it's a short novella of about 140,000 words!"

Cheng Xuemin smiled bitterly and replied to the two leaders.

"A novella of 140,000 words? Is that true?"

……

Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)