491. Chapter 491 Power on


Chapter 491 Power On

Fu Jingyou ignored them.

The two superiors in the room behind him lowered their voices and chatted.

Fu Jingyou heard Li Kaisheng complimenting him that he was good and had a good foundation. It would be a pity not to be a soldier.

His father-in-law seemed to agree very much with Li Kaisheng’s words, but he still said verbally:

"If he is willing, I will introduce him."

"But children also have children's ideas, and he is interested in that kind of airplane. Tell me, what can I do for this?"

Li Kaisheng said "haha" twice and was amused.

"Old Li, this is your territory, you have the final say..."

Lu Yuanzheng said again:

"If you think I still have some dignity in front of you, just let him take a closer look when you have time, so as not to worry about me every day and make your life uneasy when you go back."

"Hey, what are you talking about? ?”

Lu Yuanzheng’s rank is one level higher than Li Kaisheng’s.

Don’t look at it as just one level. The higher the level, the greater the level drawn by the middle level.

Lu Yuanzheng has already spoken, how can Li Kaisheng say anything else?

"If he wants to see it, then ask him to go see it!"

...

Fu Jingyou looked forward, silently listening to the conversation in the room, and felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

My father-in-law is not his biological father, but the more we get along with him, the closer we get, and now he is almost his biological father.

He is really lucky.

I have a beautiful, capable, and highly educated daughter-in-law.

Have smart and lovely children.

There are also father-in-law and aunt who always help and care for them.

All the good things have really caught up with him.

He has to live up to his expectations.

He cannot let down the people who support him behind him.

......

Time passed slowly, and a wire pole was erected at the corner outside the door of Fu's courtyard.

The house is connected to electricity and the lights are turned on at night. The light is slightly brighter than lighting two candles.

With not much living money in hand, Lu Miao has been a little anxious.

I usually focus on translating manuscripts during the day. Sometimes when I can't sleep at night, I will read books and work overtime.

There are also people watching over me from my hometown.

After the photos of the last outing were developed, Lu Miao packed up a thick stack and sent them back.

When the photos were being taken, Tang Mei was also there.

This is a great treasure that Tang Mei was reluctant to give to.

That photo of Erbao was a good one, and Tang Mei wanted to keep it.

In this picture, the whole family is neatly arranged, with smiling faces, and Tang Mei is even more reluctant to give it to her.

Lu Miao didn't obey her, so she put everything in an envelope, wrapped it in several layers, and sent it to the post office.

Several children are in front of me. They see them every day. If they want to take pictures, they just have a camera in their hands and can take pictures later.

Why can’t you let go of this or that?

The old couple have not seen each other for many years!

This is indeed the truth, Tang Mei did not argue with her.

......

When he was in school, Lu Miao could translate 10,000 to 20,000 manuscripts a week in his spare time.

She doesn’t do anything else during the summer vacation. She devotes herself to it. The children don’t come to make noises. Sometimes she can produce 10,000 words of manuscript content in a day.

Lu Miao maintained her form and when she produced over 70,000 words of content a week, she also had a certain understanding of her own potential.

It turns out that she could still be busy sitting at the table motionless for twelve to fourteen hours a day, except for drinking water, eating, and going to the toilet.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems to be related to the content of the manuscript.

In addition to the initial stage of translation, which needs to lay out the historical background, the later stages are mostly daily interactive plots, which are relatively easy to understand.

What needs attention are only a few professional terms and specific terms.

For example, the protagonist recalls what firearms and equipment he used when he first participated in the war and served in the military.

Compared with the previous poems that required repeated consideration of "beautiful" writing, Lu Miao felt that a collection of novels was relatively easier to produce.

For long-form manuscripts, half of the manuscript fee will be paid for the first three issues.

It has been submitted three times before.

After the manuscript is sent this time, as long as it passes the review, you will be able to receive a large amount of royalties next time.

Roughly speaking, it’s 70,000 words, which is 5 yuan per 1,000 words. Five-seven-thirty-five, that’s three hundred and fifty yuan.

Half of the book is left.

There is nearly a month left in the summer vacation, and Lu Miao wants to finish all the content as soon as possible in the remaining month.

Shi'an's household registration shows his birthday in July, and he is now five years old.

It's almost time to go to school.

Yuhong Ban still doesn’t know the exact situation. In order to maintain stability, Lu Miao also wants to enter the Guoying Society as soon as possible.

When the child reaches the age, he should go to school.

Don’t keep dragging yourself to the starting line.

When my children are older and more sensible, they will feel stressed when they look at their classmates who are younger than themselves.

The more Lu Miao thought about it, the more her heart sank.

I don’t know what’s going on.

Although I gave birth to a second child, I always felt that I had not grown up yet and was still a child.

After having Zhou Shian, I suddenly felt like I had a burden on my body.

I always feel that I should provoke Liang Zi, a father and a mother, to think more about Zhou Shi'an.

It seemed that it was also at this time that I suddenly realized that I was really no longer a little girl...

"..."

The mood was a bit indescribable.

Lu Miao wiped her face, her back shoulders were loosely tied in a low ponytail, and her ears were loose on both sides.

She simply pulled out the hair rope, gathered her hair and braided it, then stood up and started to tidy up the manuscript.

The manuscript of more than 70,000 words spans more than 100 pages.

The document bag was so stuffed that the mouth of the bag could not be sealed.

Lu Miao pressed down, but if he couldn't do it, just forget it.

I lifted the canvas bag and put the document bag in it, and then hung the canvas bag on my arm.

Lu Miao opened the door and walked out.

Among the three little ones sitting and playing together in the main room, two immediately ran over:

"Mom! Mom!"

"Mom hug me!"

"Mom wants to You’ve gone out, can you hug me when you come back?”

Squatting down to touch the second treasure, Lu Miao waved and called Zhou Shi’an to him.

She stretched out her arms in a circle, took the three little ones into her arms, and kissed them one by one from the oldest to the youngest.

"What do you want to eat? Mom is back to buy it."

Zhou Shi'an hid shyly and said nothing.

Dabao said: "Mom, old popsicle, grandpa bought it last time."

Erbao stood on tiptoes and said anxiously with unclear articulation:

"Old Freezer, Old Freezer, Mom, I want to eat Old Freezer too!"

"Okay, buy it."

Lu Miao laughed and turned to Shi An, her hand on his Touched his head:

"Do you also eat old popsicles in Shi'an? Or do you want to try other popsicles?"

Zhou Shi'an said restrainedly:

"Auntie, I'm fine."

"Okay, then Auntie will buy it for you."

"Thank you, Auntie."

"You're so good. "

Lu Miao curled her lips and kissed her a little longer.

Obedient and sensible children have Xiangxiang.

The other two little ones saw it and said:

"Thank you, mom, thank you, mom!"

Lu Miao laughed and kissed each one again.

Pat the children on the head and tell them to listen to grandma at home.

Lu Miao said hello to Tang Mei and went out.

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