Beautiful beauties in the 80s courtyard

Chapter 439 Little Book

The female protagonist in this comic book was born in the old society and grew up in the new China.

She used to be a child bride, enduring beatings and abuse. After liberation, she attended a literacy class, working hard and tirelessly, and eventually became a proud female tractor driver. She even went to the capital to participate in the commendation conference for model workers, wearing a big red flower.

Lu Qiaoge pressed down on the comic book, her eyes sparkling as she asked Lin Xiaomin, "Sister Xiaomin, have you ever thought about publishing this comic book?"

"Ah!" Lin Xiaomin looked at Lu Qiaoge in shock, "What publication?"

"It's about printing it into a comic book and selling it nationwide."

Lin Xiaomin was startled and quickly waved her hands: "No, no, I'm just drawing casually, how could I possibly publish it?"

Publishing houses are such prestigious places; how could something drawn by a mere employee possibly be published?

There's no time-limited limitation; it's just that nobody considered this aspect.

Many children's books published nowadays are planned and designated by the publishers.

There are also individual submissions, but so far, such submissions are rare, and if the drawing is incorrect or the writing is poor, it will not be accepted.

how to say?

Most of them are custom-made.

Lin Xiaomin is not a professional in this field, she doesn't usually come into contact with these things, and she has no such background in the area, so it's normal that she never thinks about it.

Lu Qiaoge said, "Sister Xiaomin, if you trust me, I'll help you submit the article. What do you think?"

"Oh no, is that alright? Will it... will people laugh at us?"

“We’re just submitting our work. If they use it, great; if they don’t, that’s fine too. It doesn’t affect anything. I happen to know a publishing house.”

At this moment, Lin Xiaomin's mind was in a mess. The disgusting things that had just happened seemed to have disappeared from her mind. Her mind was full of thoughts about sending the comic book she had drawn to the publisher.

Remembering something, Lin Xiaomin hurriedly asked, "Then...which publisher should we send it to?"

"It must be Beidu Publishing House."

Lin Xiaomin was a little nervous: "Oh my god, how could it be Beidu Publishing House?" Her heart was pounding. After all, this was something she had never imagined before.

Lu Qiaoge comforted her, "Don't worry, if it doesn't work out, it will be backed up, and no one else will know."

Lin Xiaomin was still very nervous. Although she felt it was impossible, she couldn't help but have hope in her eyes.

If it can actually be published...

She shook her head violently; she couldn't even imagine what that scene would be like.

"How about this, I'll mail it to you, and you can write your publicity department address on the return address, okay?"

Lin Xiaomin stared blankly at Lu Qiaoge, and stammered, "Then... if we go back, people will... they'll laugh at us."

"Oh, if you're worried about that, just write 'Xiangyang Subdistrict Office,' and the sender's name is mine. Is that alright?"

This was all so sudden; Lin Xiaomin had never even considered it. She was completely at a loss for what to do.

Seeing her like this, Lu Qiaoge said, "Sister Xiaomin, not only is your drawing good, but the story is also good. If it is published, it will be an inspiration to all of us women. You have done a great thing. What else do you have to worry about? Of course, if you don't agree, then just pretend I didn't say anything. I will keep it. I like it very much. Thank you, Sister Xiaomin."

Lin Xiaomin's mind went blank for a moment. After a while, she came to her senses and said, "Then... I'll listen to you."

"That's right."

I can't say for sure it will be published, but I think there's an 100% chance.

Within a certain scope, Lu Qiaoge's name is not unknown even in Beidu.

Not to mention, this story has stood the test of time, regardless of the era or the policies implemented.

Lu Qiaoge then said to Lin Xiaomin, "You know that there are royalties for publishing, and if it sells well, you, as the original author, will also get a share of the profits."

Lin Xiaomin quickly waved her hand: "I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it."

"Alright then, since you don't dare to think about it, let's not talk about this topic."

Lu Qiaoge changed the subject, lowered her voice, and said to Lin Xiaomin, "Sister Xiaomin, when Sister Qiao and I went to your house the other day, your neighbor, that woman named Qu Caifeng, came out of your room. How come... you two have a good relationship?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaomin's smile vanished instantly, and all color drained from her face. She felt her body trembling, perhaps because of hearing that name, and also because Qu Caifeng had actually gone to her and Cheng Wen's room.

"Don't ask your mother-in-law when you go back. Maybe I saw it wrong, but your mother-in-law and she seemed very familiar with each other."

Lu Qiaoge pretended not to see Lin Xiaomin's drastic change in expression and continued to speak with a smile.

Lin Xiaomin clenched her hands tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "She gets along very well with my mother-in-law and always goes to talk to her."

"Oh, no wonder." Lu Qiaoge then changed the subject, "Do you remember the small earthquake three years ago?"

Lin Xiaomin didn't know why Lu Qiaoge suddenly changed the subject, but the topic made her suddenly feel relieved. She nodded and said, "Yes, I remember, but it's okay. It was just a few shakes and it was fine."

Lu Qiaoge said, "The quality of the buildings in our factory is still acceptable. However, the third district where you are located was built together with the first district. Some households have been affected. For example, the kitchen of Qu Caifeng's house next door has a crack caused by the tremor. You share a wall. Don't you have any cracks on your side?"

From the moment Lin Xiaomin met Lu Qiaoge, she was shocked by one thing after another.

This left her feeling a bit overwhelmed: "Um... what crack? I don't have one in my house."

"That shouldn't be the case. During our investigation, we found that according to the current layout of our building, the east wall of her kitchen and your bedroom should be the same wall. Oh, I remember now, is your wall covered in wallpaper? Do you tear it off every year?"

Lin Xiaomin stared blankly at Lu Qiaoge and murmured, "Yes, we repaint it every year. If it looks new, we'll keep using it."

At that time, there was no such thing as wallpaper. In both urban and rural areas, the walls were either whitewashed or covered with newspaper.

The majority of people use newspapers, while others use wallpaper with blue patterns. After all, color printing technology is not yet advanced enough. Although the color is limited, it looks very nice when applied with paste and stuck to the wall.

The Cheng family was well-off; all three members had salaries, and they had no children and no financial burdens. Therefore, Lin Xiaomin's bedroom walls were covered with wallpaper featuring blue floral patterns.

Lu Qiaoge said very seriously, "Then you should go back and take a look. Actually, it's not a big problem, but it's better to be careful."

When Lin Xiaomin returned home, Cheng's mother was preparing lunch.

Although there are occasional conflicts, Lin Xiaomin also admits that her mother-in-law is impeccable in taking care of her three meals a day and in family life.

That's why, even when she gave such disgusting advice, she couldn't bring herself to speak ill of her mother-in-law.

(End of this chapter)