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Chapter 39 Wei Ming’s Gift (Please read on!)

Wei Ming didn't have a girlfriend either. On the bus back to Peking University, Professor Qu talked to him about this topic.

"Once these works of yours are published, I'm afraid even the female students at Peking University will be vying for you."

Wei Ming smiled and asked, "Then may I ask Professor Qu, which department in Peking University has the most beautiful girls?"

Professor Qu laughed: "Why are you like the young man in your novel, only focusing on appearance when looking for a partner?"

"Because people's hearts are hidden, so at the beginning we have to look at the face."

Professor Qu shook his head, but after thinking about it carefully, it does make sense. Aren't men and women attracted to external things like face and figure from the beginning? When Lao Jin pursued me, he said that he thought I was pretty.

"I mainly teach Chinese language courses. The girls in the liberal arts department are relatively prettier. However, the girls in the foreign language department are more fashionable. After all, most of them are from cities, and some are even children of high-ranking officials. However..."

She changed the subject: "But even the prettiest girl in the Foreign Languages Department is still a little different from Comrade Gong Xing."

After all, she was recognized as the most beautiful woman in the 80s, and she was remembered by generation after generation with just a few works.

The two of them separated from elder sister Chen Rong at the bus stop. Chen Rong lived in the staff quarters of the People's X Newspaper and arrived home earlier.

Because she had called in advance to inform them of her return date, her husband and children were waiting for her at home, and her youngest son also rushed back from the 6th Tank Division in the suburbs of Beijing.

The youngest Liang Huan hugged his mother and asked if she had bought him a White Rabbit product.

Chen Rong said lovingly, "I bought it."

Liang Tian, whose eyes were so small that they could be ignored, came over and said, "Mom, I want to eat White Rabbit too."

"You're no older, but I think you look like a white rabbit!" Chen Rong said, and then looked at his eldest son, "Xiao Zuo, have you heard of Wei Ming at school?"

Liang Zuo blurted out: "Ideals are stones that strike out sparks; ideals are fire that light up extinguished lamps..."

Father Fan Rongkang put down the newspaper and said, "Whose poem is this? I've never heard of it before."

Liang Zuo: "It's Wei Ming, a famous part-time poet at Peking University. His poems are being circulated all over the school, including those next door."

Liang Tian asked curiously, "What kind of temporary worker do you do?"

"Standing guard at the school gate."

Chen Rong said, "You can't look down on his work. He and I edited articles for Harvest together. This guy's talent seems to be innate. The editor praised him highly, but I didn't expect that he also has a talent for poetry."

Fan Rongkang was surprised to hear this. He could write poetry and published novels in "Harvest", but he was just a guard at Peking University. Peking University was truly full of hidden talents.

"How old is he?" Lao Fan asked his wife.

"Although we are not very old, we are like brother and sister. Xiao Zuo, don't you want to write a novel? You should learn from him. He is really good at writing."

Liang Tian came over and said teasingly: "Brother, you should call me uncle."

Liang Zuo's face turned red and he thought, do you know how old he is? He is younger than you!

He remembered that Wei Ming was standing guard at the South Gate of Peking University. He narrowed his eyes and said to himself, "South Gate, huh? Humph! Next time I go through the South Gate, I'll be the one!"
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Wei Ping'an and Wei Ming agreed on the phone when they were in Shanghai that they would have their first meal at home after returning.

So Wei Ming directly sent Professor Qu to the downstairs of her home in Weixiuyuan, and then ran to Wei Ping'an's home.

Uncle Ping'an and Aunt Xiaoyan are at home, and they are preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Wei Pingan looked at his dusty nephew and said, "Xiao Ming, go sit on the sofa and have a rest."

Lv Xiaoyan also put down the kitchen knife temporarily: "This trip must be tiring."

"It's okay. I'm young after all." Wei Ming first drank a cup of tea water, and then began to open his luggage bag.

"Aunt, this is the scarf I bought for you from Nanjing Road. Take a look and see if you like it."

Lv Xiaoyan was very surprised to hear that he brought her a gift. She couldn't wait to open it and try it on herself. She also had a silk scarf, but it was far inferior to this one. She thought it was because the quality of Shanghai silk scarves was good, but in fact it was because Wei Ming had high aesthetic taste.

"Why are you spending this money, kid?" Lu Xiaoyan scolded with a smile.

"It's okay. This time, Harvest gave me an advance of 160 yuan for my manuscript. It's nothing."

"Wow!" Lv Xiaoyan exclaimed, "Xiao Ming, your income has already caught up with your uncle!"

Wei Ping'an is at level 13 with a monthly income of 159 yuan, which is just slightly lower than Wei Ming's.

Wei Ping'an was not jealous that his nephew's income exceeded his own, but he felt jealous that Wei Ming brought gifts for his aunt, and he kept glancing into Wei Ming's bag.

Wei Ming slapped his head and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, uncle, this is the ginseng and longan nourishing wine I brought for you. It contains ginseng and longan, which can replenish qi and blood. Auntie can drink it too, just half a liang each time."

"Oh, ginseng wine, this is too expensive!" Wei Ping'an scolded while looking at Lu Xiaoyan, "This is much more expensive than that silk scarf!"

Wei Ming: "Oh, this is free."

Wei Pingan: "..."

Lü Xiaoyan: “Hahahaha!”

"No, why is there free wine?" Wei Ping'an was puzzled.

Wei Ming explained: "Master Liu from the school bus team that took us to the station asked me to bring him a bottle of this wine, so I went to buy it. This wine was all the rage in Shanghai at the beginning of the year because it was the first time in China that it was advertised on TV."

"Oh, now that you mention it, I seem to have some impression of it." Lu Xiaoyan said, after all, they have a TV at home.

Wei Ming: "I was very curious about this matter at the time, so I visited the pharmaceutical factory and the TV station. Then I used my spare time to write a short story and submitted it to Wenhui Daily. The pharmaceutical factory also had business dealings with Wenhui Daily and happened to see my article. To express their gratitude, they gave me two bottles."

He opened the bag, revealing three bottles of medicinal wine with labels: "One bottle for Master Liu, one for you, and I plan to take the remaining bottle back to my parents."

Wei Ping'an was very pleased to hear that his nephew was so capable and filial. With so many happy things to happen, he might as well open this bottle of wine today!

"By the way, Xizi and Lele haven't finished school yet. I brought them gifts."

Lu Xiaoyan folded the scarf carefully and said, "It's just right that you're back. Go pick them up from the kindergarten and we'll prepare dinner."

"Okay." Wei Ming took out a big bag of White Rabbit milk candy from his bag.

"Oh, you can't give him so many. Just one or two to taste will be fine."

Wei Ming smiled and said, "I bought this for Xiao Hong. Their gifts are hidden underneath."

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This was the second time Wei Ming came to pick them up from school. This time, the old men and women around them actually took the initiative to talk to Wei Ming.

"You are Wei Ping'an's nephew, right?"

It seems that Uncle Ping An has been promoting himself a lot in school these days. Wei Ming nodded in acknowledgement.

The old lady praised: "Well done, people with children cannot stand seeing human traffickers doing evil."

It seems that this person learned about his heroic deeds of saving lives from the school magazine or his children.

The old man next to him said, "I heard that you are going to publish an article in Harvest? When?"

"November." It seems that this person has heard of his own writing ability.

When the school bell rang, when Xile saw Wei Ming coming to pick them up, they ran more happily than usual, especially Xizi.

"Brother Ming, you're finally back!" Xizi's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hands. If you're a brother, give me a sugar-coated bullet!

Then Wei Ming smiled and put the sugar coating on his hand...

(Please give me a monthly ticket and read on, my dick is in danger!)
(End of this chapter)