Reborn 1980, Mountains Have Spirits, I Have Fields

Chapter 422

Zixia's strawberry field was completely abandoned. At Lingmei's request, he and his father began to practice the porcelain kneading skills when they were in the porcelain field.After Zixia became proficient in her craft, Lingmei handed them over to a cake shop.

Zhiyuan and his son were stunned: "Cake? We don't know how!"

"If you don't know how to go to school." Ling Mei hired a pastry chef to teach them. "Master, don't underestimate them. My uncle has kneaded porcelain clay all his life. Zixia's craftsmanship is not bad."

The pastry chef couldn't help admiring: "It's overkill to make cakes out of porcelain."

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhiyuan and his son to learn the skill of decorating flowers with cream.Even, the technique of kneading porcelain was moved to the cake.The cakes are quick and beautiful.

Ling Mei also let their father and son participate in a cake competition. Not to mention their craftsmanship shocked the audience, they won the first place for sure.

Zixia's energy recovered immediately.

He looked at the trophy and was finally convinced by Lingmei's ability.Even he was about to give up on himself, but Ling Mei insisted on pulling her up again.Since then, I have been working as a cake chef in a dessert shop wholeheartedly, and I have never had a second heart.A few years later he married a waiter in a dessert shop and had a daughter.His mother was still a little displeased and wanted to secretly have another child, but he stopped him: "What age is it? Well-raised, daughters and sons are the same. If you don't raise well, it's useless for you to have ten sons." After talking, I hugged my daughter to change diapers and make milk powder, skillfully.

His mother couldn't help it, she kept muttering in her heart, but seeing Ling Mei's current achievements and status, she changed her mind: a girl should be a girl.Let her follow Ling Meigan in the future, after all, it will be promising.

But the next day, he received good news from the Immigration Bureau.

When he got off the plane, he felt that even his breath was sweet.

Xiao Linghui didn't say anything.The praise of his colleagues once again stung his indignation, which had been subdued for a long time.

Sitting in a room with bright and clean windows, she immersed herself in writing letters.

Ling Hui smiled: "It's just a coincidence, you think too much. You must know that the rate of duplicate names among Chinese people is very high."

"I think she should publish an autobiography." Boss broke into their conversation suddenly. "JOHN, come down to my office."

Ling Hui has been in the United States for eight years.Before he left, he attended Lingmei and Junxiao's wedding.After the grand and lively wedding, he boarded the plane bound for the United States excitedly as if he had broken free from years of shackles.

The supermarket owner's daughter is already his best choice.

"Really?!"

Sure enough, the BOSS smiled and expressed his appreciation for his work, and then got to the point. "JOHN. The publisher is very interested in a legendary woman like Xiao Lingmei. Can you contact her? We can publish her autobiography for free. I believe it will become a best-selling novel in the world."

After being an exchange student for a year, he managed to stay in the United States.Because of his major, he chose to work in a well-known publishing house.Gradually, he became the head of the Asian Department.Over the years, he has translated countless articles: from China's human rights to environmental protection to the ills of economic development, he has written hundreds of thousands of words eloquently.The sense of superiority in that text can't be suppressed, and it is vivid on the paper.

"It's me too—after all, she's so beautiful!"

After Ling Hui was excited, his heart was filled with shock.Yes, he was shocked that Xiao Lingmei had such a great influence on the Americans?
My heart was filled with mixed feelings for a moment.So what did he gain after working so hard in the United States?
During the lunch break, he sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the cafeteria with a lack of appetite, tasting mashed potatoes and pasta without appetite.Thinking about going to Chinatown to buy some vegetables in the evening and make some delicious food for myself.I don't know if the supermarket owner's daughter is here?She is not pretty, but she has a good figure.I didn't get into university last year, so I could only help out in the store.

Until one day, he saw the news in the New York Times Entertainment Magazine: Xiao Lingmei, the global fashion godmother and the president of Xianyun Group, arrived in Paris, France to attend the first French fashion show of the "Tianyi" brand.

Although the news text was a bit sour, it still truthfully reported Xiao Lingmei's peerless beauty and Tianyi's growth process in recent years, as well as the just-right praise for the fabrics produced by her textile company.

Beautiful girls in the United States look down on Chinese at all, and they are polite on the surface but alienated in essence.He had no choice but to turn his target to Chinatown.

"Of course. You are waiting for how many people will surround her at the dinner party she attends."

The girl sighed with a dim smile: "That's right. If you are really her brother, how could you—" She stopped abruptly, turned around to get something from the freezer, and didn't notice Ling Hui's pale and ugly face. "I prepared a piece of mandarin fish and an old hen for you. Take them back and cook them properly, so don't waste such good ingredients."

Ling Hui was about to blurt out his refusal, but thinking about the mission of the boss and his own future, he had to change his tone: "I really can't leave here. But after Ling Mei finished her trip to France, do you have time to visit New York? We should get together."

As for Luo Guixiang - she is now a mature low-level manager of the winery.He even picked up the long-lost book and started studying again—not all for work, but for his son Linghui.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the supermarket, the girl also held the newspaper and asked him enviously: "Ling Hui, this Xiao Lingmei is only one letter away from your name, and she also looks a bit like you. Are you related? "

He has already adopted an English name, and the unknown Chinese name seems to be his blemish and never mentions it.At this moment, he couldn't help but rejoice that no one knew about his relationship with Lingmei.

A sense of powerlessness rose in Ling Hui's heart.

"Such a beautiful, capable and wealthy woman, my God, is simply a blessing from heaven."

Ling Yun turned his head and whispered a few words to his sister excitedly, and said cheerfully: "Okay. I'll come with you when the time comes."

"Brother. My sister and I met. Can't you really ask for leave to fly to France? You haven't seen each other for many years."

Xiao Linghui clenched his fists: "I...try to get in touch."

His colleague beside him said: "Xiao Lingmei, tsk. This woman is a genius."

……

The BOSS nodded, and said meaningfully: "Your performance has always been very good. If you can get Xiao Lingmei's autobiography this time, I believe that after I retire, your development prospects will be even better."

Ling Hui felt a little uncomfortable.

His ambitions when he first came to the United States evaporated under the torment of reality.

His green card application was approved.

Linghui, Lingmei and Junxiao's daughter are already five years old.Both of them have successful careers. One is a national model worker, an outstanding entrepreneur, and was elected to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. It is said that he will be the youngest academician in the country.One is already the director of a newly built general hospital integrating traditional Chinese and western medicine in Beijing, young and promising.By the way, how was Ling Yun's university life in France?What is his plan after graduation?And yourself, you are not young anymore, you should start a family.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Hui froze the food into the refrigerator in a moody manner.Took a leftover pizza from yesterday for dinner.

"I've heard that the beautiful fabrics in her textile company drive Galeries Lafayette crazy."

Ling Hui was walking blankly on the bustling street with a bag in his hand, his heart felt sore that he was about to swell.

As soon as I got home, I received a call from Ling Yun.

He should have been extremely excited, but Ling Hui was surprisingly calm.

He even thought: If he returns to China, will he develop better?

But he quickly suppressed the thought.

How can Huaxia have the high-rise buildings in New York, which are so prosperous?

(End of this chapter)