1970s: Hot wife accompanies the army, cold-faced rough man is not easy to tease

Chapter 158 Manuscript Fee?!
Lu Youyou smiled and shook her head: "Thank you, sister-in-law. Come in and sit down. I brought back some new tea. Let's try it together, sister-in-law."

After completing his task, Xiaodong stopped joining the adults and hugged Zhuifeng to express his heart.

He just took a nap and when he woke up, he found that his friend was missing. At that moment, the sky fell.

Knowing that Zhuifeng was going home to see his mother, he had to accept it even though he didn't want to. Knowing that Wang Jinglian was going to give a gift, he volunteered to follow her.

Zhuifeng was very helpless. He had been a shepherd dog for many days and now just wanted to stay with Lu Youyou.

It’s true that a five-year-old child is not as strong as an adult Kunming dog.

Zhuifeng carried Xiaodong into the house and stopped next to Lu Youyou. He was kind enough to drag a small stool over for Xiaodong so that he didn't have to sit on the ground.

Wang Jinglian joked, "Zhuifeng is so old but still loves home. Unlike Xiaodong, he's so homesick that he won't even think about going home for dinner until he's screaming at the top of his lungs."

When Lu Youyou lowered her head, she could see Zhuifeng resting his head on her lap, staring at her without blinking, which made her feel so full of maternal love.

"After all, he's been gone for over a month, so it's normal for the child to be a little clingy."

Wang Jinglian was curious about where Lu Youyou had gone, but Shen Xianling had already told her. She knew it was a serious matter, so she gave up asking.

There is something else I want to ask Lu Youyou's opinion on.

"Xiaolu, I see you've already harvested a crop of vegetables. What do you think?"

"It's okay."

Thinking of the lunch, Lu Youyou couldn't praise it much. Even though it was the fruit of her own labor, it didn't taste that sweet.

Wang Jinglian's family is in a similar situation. It can only be said that the food is edible, but the conditions on the island are like this, and they have suffered a disaster recently, so it is good to have a harvest.

"Everyone wants to buy another batch of seeds. Anyway, it's better to have some than not. What do you think? If you want to buy, I'll add your name."

Lu Youyou didn't care about money, but when she heard about buying seeds, she thought of the day when she dug the soil. She still remembers the feeling of hemiplegia vividly.

But no matter how tired you are, you can't neglect your mouth and stomach.

"Buy it. You can't always eat these things."

"Okay, I'll help you sign up when I get back. You should pay one dollar first, and I'll refund you the extra money and make up the difference."

When Zhuifeng heard that he had to pay, he immediately took the shoulder bag from the clothes hanger and handed it to Lu Youyou.

"Does it understand this?"

Wang Jinglian was a little dazed. In fact, it was a waste of talent for Zhuifeng to help her take care of the children.

Lu Youyou felt like a child being praised: "Yes, our Zhuifeng is very smart."

She didn't know what Zhuifeng was like before he retired, but since coming home, Zhuifeng's intelligence was indeed comparable to Xiao Huihui.

Maybe it has something to do with her buff, anyway, she became a spirit somehow.

"Don't even mention Xiaodong. I'm jealous too. I'll ask Old Shen to find a military dog ​​someday and have Zhuifeng take care of it. I'll pay ten large meals of bones as tuition."

Wang Jinglian bent down and said with a smile, "How is it, Teacher Zhuifeng?"

Zhuifeng was stunned for a second. Could it not escape the fate of retirement and re-employment?
"Chasing Feng, Chasing Feng, Chasing Feng, just agree. I also have a little puppy like you!"

Xiaodong also joined the persuasion team, holding Zhuifeng's neck and shaking it left and right, saying "circle three times" in a long tone.

Zhuifeng barked and said, "Okay, I can still earn some salary."

After the guests left, Xiao Huihui circled around Zhuifeng several times with his wings on his back.

Gray: I can’t believe you’re earning a salary, little brother?
Feng: Make full use of your remaining energy and avoid arrogance and impatience.

Gray: Tsk tsk, it’s your turn to earn money to support the family!

Wang Jinglian acted very quickly and brought back a dog three days later. Although it was not a military dog, it looked very smart and clever.

Ever since Zhuifeng successfully found a new job, Xiao Huihui suddenly felt a sense of urgency and immediately resumed his falcon nature, catching a rabbit today and a chicken tomorrow, and never coming back empty-handed as long as he went out.

A few days later, the large group of people from the family compound returned from digging for the second time and happened to meet the postman delivering letters at the gatehouse.

No one was in a hurry to go home anymore, so they gathered around to find their names. The postman simply spread the first-class mail on the table while he dealt with the more important things first.

"Is Comrade Lu Youyou here, Comrade Lu Youyou?"

Lu Youyou was massaging her shoulders and felt a little confused when she heard her own name.

"here."

"Please sign for the remittance slip and your registered letter."

Lu Youyou was even more confused. Remittance slip? Who sent her the money?

The people around immediately pricked up their ears, as things related to money always touch the heartstrings.

Some people quietly moved over here, and those who couldn't squeeze in also leaned over to look. Lu Youyou was the farthest away.

A distance of two or three meters is enough for a sharp-eyed person to see clearly what is written on the remittance slip.

"Manuscript fee?!"

Someone couldn't help but read it out loud.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves, and discussions rise one after another.

"Comrade Lu, have you submitted your article to the newspaper?"

"Maybe a magazine?"

“Cultivated people are different!”

Lu Youyou took some effort to squeeze in. The people in the front row had already seen a lot of content from various angles.

She glanced at it and saw the big words "Ancheng Military Region" at the top.

Lu Youyou suddenly thought of something. Could it be that the several "books" he had written before were officially published?
"Comrade Lu, what did you write? Can we see it here?"

"The publisher should send sample books, right?"

In fact, they wanted to ask how much the royalties were, but they were too embarrassed to ask.

At this time, the postman handed over another registered letter that looked very different from a registered letter.

After seeing this, Lu Youyou was basically certain that she couldn't think of any other possibility except the book.

Lu Youyou always thought that everything she wrote would be compiled into internal materials, but she didn't expect to receive royalties. It was such a pleasant surprise.

Everyone was staring at this square object, which was obviously in the shape of a book!

It was even more lively now. Lu Youyou became the absolute center of attention. No one bothered to read each other's letters, and no one cared about the several trucks of soil next to them.

"Comrade Lu..."

"Comrade Lu..."

At that moment, it seemed as if ten thousand people were calling her name.

Lu Youyou was calm and concise, saying, "Someone asked me to write an article before, so I wrote something. I didn't expect it to be sent to you now."

"Animal Husbandry Disease Nursing" was written at the invitation of the kitchen team, and "Field First Aid Manual" was commissioned by President Zheng. Is there any problem? Absolutely not!
Wang Jinglian quickly came out to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, stop crowding here, go back, everyone!"

Everyone was reluctant to miss this rare fun, but there was nothing they could do. Lu Youyou was tight-lipped and they couldn't just pry her away.

Nine out of ten people turned their heads, their eyes glued to Lu Youyou, wishing they had a few more pairs of X-ray eyes.

My curiosity is so great that it is really hard to suppress it.

They all lived in the same yard and seemed to be the same, but suddenly one day an outlier appeared.

This is not just a tofu-sized article in the newspaper, it is a book!

Should people who write books be called writers?
(End of this chapter)