Rebirth begins with marrying an educated youth

Chapter 154
Ji Yuanhai also knows these things.

However, listening to Wang Zhuyun describe it again with a more realistic expression, Ji Yuanhai also felt more clearly Wang Zhuyun's emotions, anger, sorrow and joy, as well as the wounds hidden deep in his heart that may be difficult to heal in his lifetime.

The pain of losing a mother, the father forcing her away, the pain of a broken family.

Ji Yuanhai stared at Wang Zhuyun, trying to deal with her no matter what.

After all, Ji Yuan Haixin didn't understand why Wang Zhuyun was so angry yesterday.On New Year's Eve, that evening in Qingshan County, he already knew that some things were quietly changing.

Seeing that he listened seriously, Wang Zhuyun was also happy in his heart.

This happiness brings more smiles, but the emotions are not as real as before.

Ji Yuan Haixin said: What kind of literary writing qualities does Wang Zhuyun possess... This is not as clear and easy to find as He Ling.

She is cheerful, kind-hearted, and has suffered some trauma from her family.

Apart from these, what Ji Yuanhai felt most deeply about Wang Zhuyun was that she wanted someone to accompany her.

She may still be a lonely person in her heart.

Just as he was thinking about what to say to Wang Zhuyun in the future, a figure flashed at the door and someone came in: "Boss Xiao Ji, you finally opened the door!"

Ji Yuanhai and Wang Zhuyun both stood up quickly.

"Hello……"

The guests are here.

However, after the guest came and took a second look, he was a little dissatisfied. He felt that the flowers and plants in the house were not as vibrant as they had been a year ago. After all, he left without buying anything.

Seeing that this guest actually left like this, Wang Zhuyun was a little annoyed: "Isn't it bad? I feel pretty good!"

Ji Yuanhai smiled and said: "It's still a bit worse than it was a year ago."

"Wang Zhuyun, please stay by yourself for a while. I have to cut the flowers and plants and turn over the soil to restore their vitality as soon as possible."

Wang Zhuyun nodded and sat aside, watching Ji Yuanhai busy.

It was almost noon, Wang Zhuyun greeted Ji Yuanhai, bought lunch for the two of them and came back to eat.

In the afternoon, the flowers and plants all over the house had obviously recovered and were full of life.

Another customer came to see the flowers and plants. This time the customer was more satisfied and took away a pot of ordinary flowers and plants that cost five yuan.

I don’t know whether it’s because of the Chinese New Year or because Fangcaoxuan was closed before, but such a guest came this afternoon.

Ji Yuanhai didn't feel depressed, but Wang Zhuyun felt a little unhappy.

"Your flowers and plants are so good, why doesn't anyone come to buy them?"

"Why be anxious," Ji Yuanhai said with a smile, "Wang Zhuyun, with your temper, you are like a child sometimes..."

"Well, what are you talking about?" Wang Zhuyun was unhappy, "Are you laughing at me?"

Ji Yuanhai had a flash of inspiration and looked at Wang Zhuyun.

With her temperament, if she were to write about this subject, it might not be the wrong path.

Ji Yuanhai thought of this and smiled at Wang Zhuyun: "I'm really not laughing at you, I just suddenly thought of a story."

"what story?"

Wang Zhuyun asked curiously.

Era Customs went to Fangcaoxuan's store and recalled the children's stories he had read. On the way back, he told Wang Zhuyun a children's story about a sloppy king.

Wang Zhuyun listened with great interest and nodded repeatedly. After listening to Ji Yuanhai's words about the Sloppy King entering the Mouse Kingdom, the two of them had already returned to the small courtyard.

"This kid is so sloppy! He even fell into a mouse hole!"

Wang Zhuyun smiled and said, "What's next?"

"I also looked at it twice and forgot the content behind it." Ji Yuanhai said, "I can't remember the next development of the story."

Wang Zhuyun was immediately disappointed: "That's a shame. The story is quite interesting."

"Era Hai, you have read a lot of messy books. Are there any such interesting stories?"

Ji Yuanhai replied: "No more for now."

"This story is really interesting!" Wang Zhuyun said, "It's more interesting than ordinary stories..."

"I feel that you can also write such a story." Ji Yuanhai said.

When Wang Zhuyun heard this, he felt a little unconfident: "Should I write such a story? How should I write it?"

Ji Yuanhai smiled and said: "If you are interested and want to write, we can think of a way to gradually become familiar with this aspect."

"If you're not interested, then don't write."

"I...I still want to write about it." Wang Zhuyun thought for a moment and said to Ji Yuanhai.

Ji Yuanhai took out the novel she gave him yesterday and asked her to try writing it.

Wang Zhuyun was suddenly confused.

"Have I...already written it?"

"What have you written? Are you telling a story or a novel?" Ji Yuanhai asked her, "The story is not told well, and the novel has no intention. What can I express after writing it like this?"

"Is it difficult to express yourself as a rabbit or a vole? Any reader would be confused and strange, and then feel at a loss, right?"

Wang Zhuyun blushed when Ji Yuanhai said: "Is my writing so bad?"

"Prose is not like prose, and novels are not like novels..." Ji Yuanhai said, "Even if it is rewritten as children's literature, it must have a theme, right?"

"Look at the purpose of the Sloppy King. He loves hygiene and laughs at children who don't respect hygiene."

"The main idea you gave me yesterday was just like this."

Wang Zhuyun wilted: It's so bad.

I couldn't help but stretched out my hand to pull Ji Yuanhai's arm: "Don't be harsh on me first, tell me how to write it..."

Ji Yuanhai smiled: "I'm not harsh on you, I just want to find faults with you first, and then we will talk about what you want to write; after you write it, I think I should be able to tell you what is suitable for you to write, What’s going on again?”

Wang Zhuyun was a little confused: "You mean, I might be more suitable to write this kind of thing?"

"More interesting, like something children would like to read? Is this considered children's literature?"

Ji Yuanhai nodded.

"I'm just guessing that you might be more suitable. You can try writing it first and then talk about it."

"Just use the story you wrote yesterday about the field mouse and the rabbit."

Wang Zhuyun nodded: "Then let me write it down and give it a try?"

"Well, let's write it down." Ji Yuanhai said.

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In the evening, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard.

Ji Yuanhai went to open the door, and there were Lu Chenglin and Lu Heling standing at the door.

It turned out that Lu Chenglin drove Lu Heling back, and he took the opportunity to identify Ji Yuanhai and Lu Heling's residence.

Ji Yuanhai quickly welcomed with a smile.

After Lu Chenglin entered the small courtyard, he looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yuan Hai, He Ling, now that you two have a place to live here, we can rest assured."

"No matter what, you have already settled down in the provincial capital. This is better than anything else!"

Ji Yuanhai invited him to sit in the room. Lu Heling asked Ji Yuanhai: "Yuanhai, where is Zhuyun?"

Ji Yuanhai smiled and said: "She is writing a story in the next room. I think she loves to write. She is already fascinated by it."

Lu Chenglin asked: "Who are you talking about? Why is there someone else in the yard?"

Ji Yuanhai and Lu Heling invited him to sit down in the room, and then told him about Wang Zhuyun's general situation.

Hearing that Wang Zhuyun also came to college from Qingshan County and had a good relationship with him, Lu Chenglin nodded to express that he understood.

I understand, but I'm slightly more worried.

"Yuan Hai, is this classmate Wang Zhuyun a male classmate or a female classmate?"

"Second uncle, she is a woman." Ji Yuanhai replied.

Lu Chenglin nodded, thinking that women would at least be less harmful.

If it is a male classmate, he may be greedy for money, lustful, or do ungrateful things, causing problems in the relationship between Yuan Hai and He Ling.

Although it is possible for female students to do this, they are much less likely than male students.

This is not Lu Chenglin's prejudice, but that women's personalities are generally more emotional, hesitant, and softer than men's.

When bad intentions arise in the heart, men are more likely to take action, are more likely to succeed, and have higher mobility.

After chatting and chatting with Ji Yuanhai and Lu Heling, Lu Chenglin had to rush home.In his words, "If you don't go home quickly, it won't be good for your family to worry." Before leaving, Lu Chenglin asked Ji Yuanhai not to send him far away at home, and Lu Heling sent him to the car parking lot at the entrance of the alley.

"He Ling, I know that you are pure and kind-hearted. You may not think of many things at the moment, which can easily lead to problems."

"Is that female classmate of yours pretty? If she is, you'd better get rid of her."

"Otherwise, if we live in a courtyard, if something happens, it will be too late to regret it."

Lu Chenglin warned Lu Heling.

After hearing this, Lu Heling, although she did not agree with her second uncle's statement, she still expressed her agreement as Ji Yuanhai had done with the Ji family before.

"Well, second uncle, I understand, I will definitely pay attention."

Lu Chenglin nodded and drove away.

Lu Heling returned to the courtyard and told Ji Yuanhai about her second uncle's worries with a smile.

Ji Yuanhai didn't laugh.

What the second uncle said is quite accurate to a certain extent.

Lu Heling went to look at Wang Zhuyun's door again and smiled when she saw Wang Zhuyun frowning and thinking, extremely absorbed.

While cooking with Ji Yuanhai, they talked about their respective experiences today.

Lu Heling reunited with her relatives in Lu Yuan. Apart from the cordial relationship and having dinner together, there was nothing else to talk about.

The first thing Ji Yuanhai said made Lu Heling drop the frying spoon in shock.

Huo Lianshi's object of Xiao Hongyi, gave Yuan Zhonghua a nose and swollen face?

How did these two people get in touch?

After listening to Ji Yuanhai's explanation, Lu Heling also felt dumbfounded: "Brother Yuan is a bit unlucky, and Sister Hongyi is truly worthy of being a well-traveled person. She is really good at fighting."

Hearing that today's turnover was only five yuan, Lu Heling was also a little disappointed: "Yuan Hai, why is it so bad? Will there be no market for flowers and plants in the future?"

"That's definitely not the case." Ji Yuanhai said, "This is mainly because our store has been closed for more than ten days, and the customers don't even know that the store has reopened."

"Besides, it will take some time for the flowers and plants I planted to recover."

"I'll put out a few pots of flowers tomorrow and everything will be easier to handle."

"Well, that's good." Lu Heling felt relieved.

Then asked Ji Yuanhai: "By the way, what's going on with Zhuyun's writing today? Why is she so obsessed with it? Have you helped her find a suitable subject matter for her?"

Ji Yuanhai said: "It's hard to say whether it's suitable or not; now it seems that she is quite interested."

Lu Heling said: "Just be interested. Isn't there a famous saying that interest and curiosity are the best teachers?"

While the couple was talking, the meal was already being prepared.

Lu Heling went to ask Wang Zhuyun to come over for dinner, and Wang Zhuyun suddenly realized: "Heling, are you back?"

"I was busy writing and didn't pay attention..."

"What are you writing about?" Lu Heling asked.

Wang Zhuyun smiled and said, "I'll show it to you after I finish writing it."

Lu Heling nodded: "Well, okay, then write it down and show it to me."

The three of them had dinner together. Wang Zhuyun finished his dinner quickly absentmindedly and returned to his room, obviously eager to write his own story.

Ji Yuanhai and Lu Heling both laughed when they saw this scene.

At this point, they knew without analysis that Wang Zhuyun already had his real goal.

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The next day, Ji Yuanhai went to Fangcaoxuan to sell flowers.

Lu Heling did not follow him today. She wanted to stay at home to study and see if she had any inspiration for writing. She also wanted to accompany Wang Zhuyun.

Not to mention Wang Zhuyun, he got up early this morning to write a story and was so absorbed in it that he didn't even eat breakfast.

Ji Yuanhai arrived at Flower and Bird Street and greeted Yuan Zhonghua. He met Shanxing and looked at his Cantonese starling.

Afterwards, we arrived at Fangcaoxuan and tried our best. After a while, we brought out four pots of flowers and placed them in front of the door.

The business started on this day.

Four pots of flowers and plants of good quality and aura attracted some new and old customers to Fangcaoxuan. After a busy day today, I sold a pot of Song plum orchids, as well as many ordinary flowers and plants, which totaled more than 700 yuan. bucks.

Jiyuan Haixin is quite satisfied inside.

After returning home, Lu Heling wrote a short poem and showed it to Ji Yuanhai.

Ji Yuanhai can be considered to have a certain degree of literary appreciation, and he can distinguish between good and bad works.

However, he also has his own preferences, and Lu Heling's poems have elegant and quiet images, which makes it difficult for Ji Yuanhai to determine what level he is at.

After reciting some of the words and verses, Ji Yuanhai said: "He Ling, I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Maybe you can find a place to try to submit your manuscript?"

Lu Heling shook his head: "If you don't vote, I feel that I am still far behind."

"And this poem is not a natural flow of emotion, but I wanted to write one, so I came up with this one."

"Such a work, to use another way of saying it, is full of craftsmanship, and expresses sorrow with new words."

Ji Yuanhai shook his head slightly when he heard this: This is really not the case.

Lu Heling's writing skills are very solid, and he will not pile up random things.

This is definitely humility.

During dinner, Ji Yuanhai saw that Wang Zhuyun's expression was no longer the same as yesterday, so he asked: "Wang Zhuyun, how is your story going? Have you finished it?"

"There is still a little bit missing, that is, at the end, I don't quite understand how to write it." Wang Zhuyun said.

"Let's talk, talk about it?" Ji Yuanhai asked.

Wang Zhuyun shook his head: "There is nothing to say yet. I am still hesitant about the ending of the whole story. I will let you see it after I finish my own creation."

Ji Yuanhai nodded, expressing his understanding.

The next day, Ji Yuanhai continued to sell flowers at Fangcaoxuan and earned more than 500 yuan.

When he came back, Lu Heling was studying and no longer forced himself to write poetry or prose. Wang Zhuyun was thinking hard in his room, obviously still undecided on which ending to write.

On the third day, Ji Yuanhai made more than 700 yuan.

On the fourth day, he went to the relevant departments to apply for relevant licenses and paid the tax.

On the fifth day, Lu Heling wrote an essay, and she felt very satisfied with it.

Ji Yuanhai read it and felt that a gentle woman wearing a white shirt and holding a small fan was talking to herself by the pool. She was so meaningful and gentle.

"Okay, He Ling, would you like to submit this essay?"

Lu Heling nodded: "Submit an article and give it a try. I also want to know what my current level is."

So I wrote letters and submitted essays to relevant literary newspapers.

After voting out, Lu Heling still felt a little uneasy.

"With my level and my shameless submission, will I be laughed at by other reviewers?"

Ji Yuanhai smiled and said: "Don't worry, I feel you will be boarded."

"However, this kind of thing takes a long time, and the result may only come in a month or two. You don't have to think about it all the time."

"Continue to create, and then increase your writing skills. It will be more useful than anything else in the future. Even if you are not a writer in the future, but will be assigned to a relevant unit, it will be beneficial to practice more now."

After Lu Heling was comforted by Ji Yuanhai, she felt relieved and continued to write what she wanted to write and let nature take its own course.

"It's finished!"

"It's finally finished!"

On this day, Wang Zhuyun finally finished writing the story he wanted to write. He cheered and called Ji Yuanhai and Lu Heling over and asked them to comment on the story.

Ji Yuanhai lowered his head and looked at the beginning, thinking that Wang Zhuyun really had a talent in this area.

It turns out that the story of the rabbit and the field mouse was just Wang Zhuyun venting his dissatisfaction.

Now the story has become a story about a rabbit who was raised by a vole, and gradually became unable to live in the vole's hole, and had to be driven out of the house to find his own home.

The rabbit met the hound, the goshawk, and the same other rabbit.

It went through adventures, twists and turns, and finally successfully started its new life.

Ji Yuanhai could tell that because of Wang Zhuyun's careful thinking, this was originally a story full of hurried rhythm, and turned into a very attractive rabbit adventure story. There were even some words and things in it that were similar to some kind of story. Allegorical.

After reading the whole story, Ji Yuanhai couldn't help but sigh: After all, he is already a junior student in college. Wang Zhuyun got serious about doing things that interest him, and the results were amazing.

This story about the adventures of a rabbit is already qualified children's literature.

(End of this chapter)