It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]

    "Spring outing?" There is still a month to go before summer, and their primary school students' spring outing is really a little tail of spring.

    "Then have a good time and be safe." The two children in the family are both young among elementary school students. Jiang Shuangling is indeed a little worried about their safety, but she also hopes that they will feel Happy trip to the class.

    Like when she was in elementary school, she liked to go to spring outings. Of course, it was mainly for snacks. It would be happier if the teacher did not assign writing essays.

    Remembering Qi Heng's nine hundred and ninety-nine-word essay, Jiang Shuangling rolled her eyes while staring at Qi Yue in front of her. She felt that the father and son should be quite talented in writing.

    "Ayue, Ache, after your spring outing, would you like to write a 100-word essay for me?"

    Old God Jiang Shuangling nodded and quickly made the next decision: "Let's stick it on the wall, it will be your honor roll."

    Jiang Che and Qi Yue stiffened, one hugged Jiang Shuangling's left leg and the other hugged Jiang Shuangling's right leg, looking at her pitifully.

    "Mom, I can't write a few words yet."

    "Sister, I can't write..."

    …

    Jiang Shuangling smiled and patted the two little guys on the shoulders, and said in a very serious tone: "Comrade Qi, Comrade Jiang, this is the task assigned to you by the organization, you must complete it well, don't let the organization down expectations of you."

    Her tone has the tone of an old revolutionary movie.

    Primary school students of any age are afraid of writing essays.

    Jiang Che pursed his lips and looked like he was about to cry, "...what organization?"

    Jiang Shuangling: "Our family's organization, I am the leader, your brother-in-law's captain, and your two team captains."

    Qi Yue has a more flexible head, and immediately said: "Leader, can I not go to the spring outing?"

    “Little comrades can’t back down when they encounter a little difficulty.”

    Qi Yue: "But we only went to school for a few days."

    Jiang Che: "Sister, I can't write."

    Jiang Shuangling: "But I know you two little smart ghosts have known a lot of words recently, but you don't want to write, come come come, come with me into the room, I borrowed two words from your Aunt Xue. This new comic book will tell you a new story, and read by the way, darlings."

    Jiang Shuangling led the two children to take a bath and learn to read on comic strips together. These two children are actually very smart, especially Qi Yue, who has a very good memory and told him so many comic strip stories , he has already recognized many characters, and even without adults reading, he can read comic strips alone.

    Jiang Che's memory is a little weaker, but it's not bad compared to ordinary people. These two transfer students can keep up with the progress of other students in the office.

    "But I don't want to write..."

    "I don't want to write either."

    Two children who didn't want to write essays rolled around on the bed and acted coquettishly.

    Help the two goods cover the quilt.

    She pushed open the door and entered the next room, and found that Qi Heng was secretly looking at her paintings these days, flipping them out one by one to see them under the lamp.

    Jiang Shuangling: "How did you feel when you saw it?"

    Qi Heng nodded: "It has made great progress."

    Jiang Shuangling smiled and blinked her eyes: "Thank you for the compliment, I have studied it with my heart, and I have lived up to your tuition fees. Speaking of which, I still talk to Xue Li, the one you saw today. Girl, the two of us joined forces to contribute to a pictorial agency."

    "I don't know if there is any hope of being selected."

    Qi Heng: "Maybe you are chosen, you are lucky."

    Jiang Shuangling: "? Why? You believe me so much? Why do you say I'm lucky, I just learned to draw not long ago, and I was selected by the pictorial?"

    Qi Heng turned his head and glanced at her: "Your painting has been reported."

    Jiang Shuangling: "????"

    "What did you say??"

    Qi Heng didn't know where to find a newspaper. Jiang Shuangling opened it and saw a huge page, which happened to be the painting she gave to the production captain when she left the village.

    No wonder Qi Heng said that she was lucky. As soon as her poster was posted, the leadership team went down to their production team to inspect and found her spring ploughing poster. Knowing her father's deeds, she felt It can be a typical example of key publicity.

    I wrote an article and published it.

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    For a while, Jiang Shuangling's mood was extremely complicated. She couldn't tell how she felt. On the day she left the village, she never thought that she would see this painting.

    A very joyful exaggerated local work.

    Who knew it was even reported.

    It's outrageous!

    Before she crossed, she never had a chance to be in a serious official newspaper.

    Jiang Shuangling burst into tears and thought of something even more terrifying, "Qi Heng, do you think a reporter will come to interview me later."

    To interview her about the thoughts and feelings of drawing this rural spring ploughing painting, does she have to follow the embarrassing words and keep up with the mainstream of the times.

    Qi Heng stood up, chuckled lightly, and touched her head, "You think too much."

    Jiang Shuangling: "..." Also, how can there be so many free reporters.

    She breathed a sigh of relief, "Qi Heng, where did you find this newspaper?"

    "Unexpected."

    Jiang Shuangling: "..." There will be few unexpected hopes in the future.

    Qi Heng: "Your painting is beautiful."

    Jiang Shuangling squinted her eyes: "…"

    Don't think she didn't see the corner of the dog's mouth secretly raised.

    "Qi Heng, when is your next vacation? We didn't say we should take the children to the city to take family photos."

    Qi Heng sorted out her drawing paper and calmly said, "Tomorrow."

    "Tomorrow??" Jiang Shuangling was stunned, she thought she would have to wait at least a few days, "Then have you told the two children?"

    "Not yet."

    "You..." Jiang Shuangling was dumbfounded, "You really can hold back."

    Qi Heng gave her a deep look and said honestly, "Sometimes it can get out of control."

    Jiang Shuangling was choked: "...then I hope you can hold back."

    It seems that it has become a late night topic, but it is now approaching late night.

    "Forget it, consider it as a surprise for the two children tomorrow."

    …

    Comrade Xiao Jiang was deeply touched by this.

    The editorial department of Rongcheng pictorial.

    "Editor Cheng, how are you and Director Zeng thinking? Editor He is still waiting for news." Assistant Xiao Wang poured a cup of tea for Editor Cheng and asked the result again.

      It's pleasing to the eye and comfortable, and the stories drawn are extremely interesting.

    Several editors like this story very much, and feel that this draft will definitely be welcomed by readers.

    "There are two authors signed on this drawing? Did they work together to draw, or did they have their own division of labor? Just looking at this drawing, although it is refreshing, but it is not very good, but After reading more than ten pages in a row, I really found it interesting.”

    "It's a masterpiece."

    "This painting style is also very novel, with its own independent characteristics, but it is a little more tender, but what is surprising is that her painting level in these dozen paintings is very stable, no The sudden ups and downs feel like a newcomer."

    "I don't know how long these were drawn."

    Assistant Xiao Wang: "This painting is very distinctive, but Editor Liu said that readers may not accept it."

    "Everyone in our editorial department read it? How many are unacceptable? I don't think it's good."

    "Master Zhou's work will also be next month... This has been decided before. The manuscripts here can be pushed, and it is difficult to get it online. If so, then the layout of all the columns is the most recent. "..." Assistant Xiao Wang showed an embarrassed look.

    "Director Zeng agreed to add ten pages to the next month's pictorial, and try to see the readers' reactions." Editor-in-chief Cheng took a sip of tea and put down the teacup.

    "You first ask He Jin to contact the two authors to see if they can continue to contribute."

    "Well, I also like this story, and I want to know what will happen next."

     "Editor He should be happy to hear it."

    Since Jiang Shuangling got married, Jiang Hongping has been looking forward to hearing the news of her divorce and being driven back every day at home, or the news that her marriage was not going well, she was a widow and was bullied to death by her stepson.

    This time, the other party brought a younger brother with an oil bottle to marry, maybe it would be more difficult to gain a foothold there.

    But she waited and waited, but she didn't hear any news about Jiang Shuangling.

    Maybe she will have to wait a little longer.

    Without Xiao Zhenchang, the other party will definitely be unhappy in the future.

    Jiang Hongping hoped in her heart that her cousin would have a bad life, while Li Erhua despised her at home every day, saying that she was not up to par: "You've lost your mind, and whoever is not good, you can see Which surname is Xiao, you have to **** me off to be happy?"

    "If I had known, I might as well have sent you to be a stepmother."

    Jiang Hongping: "I'm not interested in being a stepmother, Mom, you don't know, Xiao Zhenchang will have great ability in the future, my daughter I will marry him and I will be able to eat and drink spicy food, and you will also be able to enjoy happiness in the future. , let's move to the city, just wait a few more years for the atmosphere to open up..."

    Li Erhua: "Stop talking nonsense there."

    "You are so fond of that surnamed Xiao, do people like you?"

    "Why doesn't he look down on me??"

    …

    Li Erhua rubbed her temples, "You can be honest with me, wait a few days for a matchmaker to come to the door, your cousin is already married, and it's time for you."

    Jiang Hongping: "No, I must marry Xiao Zhenchang!"

    "You have a daughter, how can you say such a thing??"

    "Mom, just wait, Jiang Shuangling will not have a good life when she marries that surnamed Qi, you let me marry Xiao Zhenchang, our family will be prosperous in a lifetime, why don't you believe it? "

    Jiang Hongping was secretly angry for a long time. She walked out of the house and was about to go to Xiao's house to check the situation, but not long after she went out, she heard people talking about it.

    "Our production team has a newspaper?"

    "Miss Jiang's painting?"

    "The painting is so good, she must be the reincarnation of the magic pen Ma Liang?"

    "I would have known that I would also go to plant rice on that day."

    Newspapers?

    Miss Jiang?

    Jiang Shuangling?

    Jiang Hongping was at a loss, and when she saw the posted newspaper on the production team's propaganda wall, she understood everything.

    What made her even more unacceptable was that she saw Xiao Zhenchang also watching the pasted newspaper in the crowd.

    Looking at Jiang Shuangling's paintings based on her experience coming back decades later, she felt so ugly.

    This thing can be in the newspaper? ?

    Are leaders and reporters blind? ?

    Jiang Hongping: "????"

    "So ugly!" she blurted out.

    The villagers next to her immediately glared at her and criticized: "You are not a good girl, no wonder your reading is not as good as your cousin."

    "That's right, your cousin is literate, talented, and talented."

    "You don't even know how ugly you are."

    "No vision."

    "No wonder your sister can marry an officer."

    "The second girl of the Jiang family has a bad eye."

    This villager happens to be the person in the painting, and he is very happy now, thinking that Miss Jiang has painted him very well.

    He has to hurry home and find someone to brag about.

    Jiang Hongping was so jealous when the people next to her said that such an ugly painting can be liked by the villagers. These people are all blind.

    She bit her lip, thinking that she would also learn to paint, and her paintings could also be posted on the promotional wall.

    Jiang Shuangling can draw like this after a few days of learning, so can she, she can draw better.