Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

With smooth thinking, Zhang Xuan wrote two more pages, almost 1,200 words.

When I left the room, it was almost dark outside, and the road was full of people shouting about playing cards.

The intersection was full of laughter from men and women telling dirty jokes.

It was lively outside, and it was no less lively inside.

The small main hall was also crowded at the moment.

Zhang Ping, immersed in sweetness, was finally willing to go home, accompanied by three members of the Ouyang family.

Aunt Zhang Ru and his wife didn't know when they came up, and they were talking with Du Dudong and his wife about what decoration materials to use in the villa.

When they saw Zhang Xuan coming out, everyone in the hall was silent for a few seconds.

Those big eyes and small eyes all leaned towards him in unison, as if he were a diorama, as if he were a flower, and they could see a trick.

Suddenly being stared at by so many elders, the hairs on the old man's hair stood on end, like thorns on his back, and he was panicking.

Fortunately, the confusion only lasted a few seconds. The thick-skinned Zhang Xuan understood at a glance: Obviously, everyone already knew that he was writing a new book in the room just now.

Grandma is a bear!

My damn fame...

He faced everyone with a shy smile, and after greeting everyone one by one, he winked vaguely at Du Shuangling.

starving!

I'm going to faint from hunger!

I was immersed in writing just now and didn't feel anything, but now when I put down the pen, my stomach growled so much that it was really scary.

There are dishes on the table, but they are just watery. There is not much of anything. Ruan Xiuqin obviously did not expect that there would be guests at home today.

Zhang Xuan lifted the lid of the fly and looked over, but he didn't care that much.

For him, who was now reincarnated as a starving ghost, it was enough if he still had food.

Put a bowl of rice with crispy rice, pour some fish soup on the rice, add some more green and red peppers to cover it, and start making it with your head down and sighing.

With Du Shuangling serving tea and water, the old man cleaned up two large bowls in one breath like an uncle.

Finally, I picked my teeth with bamboo strips, squinted my eyes and touched my round belly, burped, and shook my head, feeling that this was the life of a god.

Solid porcelain!

Comfortable!

The key is that there are women, and women are pretty.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Xuan heard about the family's family affairs, then quietly gave Du Shuangling an ambiguous look and prepared to take her out for an outing.

Just when I reached the threshold, a messy person suddenly came outside.

Take a look!

Hey! Good guy!

Isn't this postman Lin Postman? It's just that his pants are torn and stained with blood, and he looks miserable.

When Zhang Xuan was still watching tricks without conscience, people were enthusiastic even from a distance.

Waving the three parcels in his hand, he shouted loudly: Zhang Xuan, your letter!

Zhang Xuanzi quickly stepped out of the threshold with a smile on his face, took the three parcels and asked with concern:

What's wrong with your legs? They look serious. Do you want to apply some safflower oil on them?

Postman Lin raised his right leg and looked at it, then said nonchalantly, It's nothing serious. I was chased by a dog when I was riding my bicycle through the fork below and accidentally fell into the river.

The old man walked closer and took a look. Although the other party was bleeding a lot, it was just a scratch on the skin, and it was really nothing serious.

After returning to the room, he found safflower oil and handed it to the other party. Zhang Xuan asked again: It's so late, why are you still out delivering the letter? Have you had dinner?

I've had dinner. Thank you for your concern. I just came out after eating at home.

While applying safflower oil, Postman Lin explained: I have something to do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and I have to go back to my hometown in the county, so I want to finish delivering the letters to your village in the dark. Your village's letters have been backlogged for several days. If I don't I’m embarrassed to give it away.”

Speaking of this, he smiled to himself: I just didn't expect to encounter a ghost at the fork below. That dog, I think, is crazy. It's crazy! He even caught me and chased me hard...

After finding someone to talk to, the postal boy chatted for a while and then left. At the end, I didn't forget to thank him again in a tone of envy and hatred.

The postman is gone.

After Zhang Xuan returned to the main room, he also planned to open the mail package under the eager gaze of Comrade Du Shuangling and others.

Du Shuangling asked softly: Why are there three mail packages at once? Have you submitted to a new magazine?

After such a reminder, Zhang Xuan also realized it later.

faint! I was busy arguing with the postman guy just now, and I forgot about this.

At the same time, he was also wondering: Yes, why are there three parcels?

Since I was busy with the college entrance examination this month, I submitted articles to Youth Digest and Zhiyin Magazine. The other ones were not even submitted to urban newspapers, so where did the three mail packages come from?

Could it be that mysterious man?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Thinking this, my eyes quickly scanned the three parcel addresses, and I was surprised!

There really is!

Did the mysterious man really send it to me?

Damn it! You won't send me another 1,000 yuan, will you?

If this is true, then you really know how to play!

But if you have money to pick it up, I am also willing to play with you!

His thoughts went back and forth, but in just a moment, he weighed the mysterious mail package and deliberately said to the woman next to him: Did you see the mailing address? It's from the Provincial Publishing House. I bought a book. .”

Du Shuangling asked: What book did you buy?

Zhang Xuan paused for a moment, thinking, If you ask me, who should I ask, can you stop looking so closely at your man?

So he handed her the mail package and said, Here are the things. You can see for yourself.

Out of curiosity, Du Shuangling actually tore the parcel open, shocking someone inexplicably.

Fortunately, there was nothing in the parcel, just a brand new copy of Water Margin.

Du Shuangling had no interest in novels about fighting and killing, so she casually flipped through the first few pages and put them aside, then opened the parcels of Youth Digest and Zhiyin magazines with great interest.

When she wasn't paying attention, Zhang Xuan moved the Water Margin to his side without leaving a trace. Then, he was still worried about it, so he thought about it and put it back into the room, making it disappear from the two actors' sight as much as possible.

Isn't he overly concerned about doing this?

But my skin and past experience tell me that I must be careful!

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

Otherwise, it is easy to die in the hands of women.

The other two parcels were as expected, containing sample magazines and remittance orders.

A remittance order from Youth Digest, the amount is: 1,216 yuan.

A remittance slip from Zhiyin Magazine, the amount is: 1,337 yuan.

Du Shuangling looked at someone happily and naturally took the sample magazine for herself.

Seeing their precious daughter's loving look beside Zhang Xuan, Du Dudong and Ai Qing looked at each other silently without saying a word.

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