Chapter 17 It was broad daylight
The sun was so bright outside, the two of them went home immediately after eating.
However, after Jiang Hui lay on the bed, he did not rest immediately. Instead, he took a few magazines he bought today and quickly read through them.
He must first do a good research on what type of content current readers like to read.
Also understand the style of each magazine so as not to waste time when submitting articles.
"Why are you suddenly interested in literature?"
Zhu Lin looked at Jiang Hui curiously while changing clothes.
In the past, Jiang Hui spent most of his time on various professional-related contents, and rarely expressed his thoughts on literature.
But now I am flipping through the magazine with great interest.
“My literary quality has always been pretty good, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to write so fast when writing professional articles.”
Jiang Hui felt that it was necessary to make some preparations in advance so as not to surprise Zhu Lin.
“Since this year, everyone’s enthusiasm for various novels and poems has skyrocketed. I feel that this trend will continue for a long time.”
“Yes, so I plan to be free in the future Sometimes, I also write a few novels to earn some royalties to support my family.”
Sometimes, the truth is often told in the form of a joke.
What you say in a serious manner is probably a baseless lie.
However, Zhu Lin obviously took Jiang Hui's words as a joke.
So she also said: "Okay, then I will wait to read your masterpiece, husband!"
Seeing Zhu Lin's naughty look, Jiang Hui suddenly felt that The magazine is no longer popular.
If you don’t have an in-depth communication with such a beautiful daughter-in-law, why should you communicate with a magazine?
“Eaah!”
"It's broad daylight~"
Looking at Jiang Hui throwing the magazine aside and pulling himself over, Zhu Lin couldn't help but have an extra layer of blush on his face.
"What are you afraid of? We are a legal couple working with licenses!"
......
By the time Jiang Hui and Zhu Lin got up again, it was already past five o'clock in the evening. .
The mother-in-law was cooking in the hallway, and a basin of chicken soup and four large steamed buns were already placed on the dining table.
The steamed buns look like they were bought from the school cafeteria at noon.
"Linlin come over and bring the stir-fried tofu with green vegetables. I'll stir-fry a piece of chili beef and we'll have dinner."
Seeing the young couple getting up, Fang Zhen began to arrange work for Zhu Lin .
There is soup, meat, and a combination of meat and vegetables.
I went back to my parents' house this weekend, and it turned out that I was here for extra food.
Under current conditions, you really have to put in some effort to buy chicken and beef.
The mother-in-law obviously meant her best.
"Mom, where is my dad?"
Zhu Lin held the dish with one hand, and reached out with the other hand to grab a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth.
"Don't eat without washing your hands!"
Fang Zhen scolded Zhu Lin's head gently with his finger.
“He is probably spending time in the laboratory again.”
“Everyone is on summer vacation, and he is just pretending to be positive!”
“Leave him alone. You two eat first.”
"Take a short rest after eating, and then go back early, lest it is too late and it is unsafe to rush."
Fang Zhen quickly washed the pot, then bent down and closed the plug of the coal stove .
If you get up to cook tomorrow morning like this, you just need to open the stopper again and you can continue to use it.
If the coal stove is taken care of well, it will not go out all year round.
If you don’t close the plug or change the briquettes in time, you will have to find a way to light a fire every now and then. "Mom, the chicken soup you make is still delicious as always."
Praise your mother-in-law’s food if it’s not good, and even more praise if it’s delicious.
Jiang Hui definitely understands this truth.
"It's indeed good. Mom, please tell me how to do it later."
Zhu Lin is now determined to play the role of a wife well and is very active in improving her cooking skills. art.
"You can eat it if you like. I just put some ginger slices and a few Chinese medicinal materials into this chicken soup. I will decorate it and take it to the dormitory later."
"If I buy an old hen one day , you can make your own soup.”
Both his daughter and son-in-law like their own meals, and Fang Zhen is in a good mood.
She only has two daughters and no sons.
The eldest daughter has been married for many years and has her own family, and rarely comes back.
On the contrary, my youngest daughter has been by my side these past few years.
Originally, she was quite anxious when she saw that her youngest daughter was still unmarried at such an old age.
But I am worried that after my youngest daughter gets married, there will be fewer opportunities to see each other again.
Now I am fine. Being married is almost the same as not being married. My two troubles have been solved at once.
Although Jiang Hui's family conditions are very poor, he is handsome and is a college student like Zhu Lin.
As Zhu Jiansheng's favorite pupil, Fang Zhen couldn't be more satisfied with this marriage.
Jiang Hui and Zhu Lin were eating and talking to Fang Zhen, and they were full quickly.
As for Fang Zhen himself, he didn’t even drink a sip of soup.
She obviously wanted to wait for Zhu Jiansheng to come back and eat together.
“Mom, the sun outside is not so poisonous anymore, let’s ride back slowly.”
"Dad and you should take care of your health."
After eating and drinking, and taking a simple rest for more than ten minutes, Zhu Lin got up and prepared to go back to the dormitory of the health center.
Tomorrow Jiang Hui will go to the Capital Internal Combustion Engine Factory for training.
“You two don’t have to worry about us.”
“Be careful on the road.”
In the eyes of parents, children are still children no matter how old they are.
“It’s not convenient enough without a car.”
“Otherwise, it only takes twenty minutes to get to the health center from Capital Institute of Technology.”
Later generations are used to driving everywhere, but Jiang Hui is still a little unaccustomed to riding a bicycle for an hour or two every now and then.
"Gong Jiang, then you have to become Director Jiang as soon as possible so that you can have a chance to be equipped with a car."
Zhu Lin smiled mischievously, kicked her long legs on the ground, and rode her bicycle out of the family area.
Jiang Hui’s Phoenix model 18 bicycle naturally followed closely behind.
The sun in the evening was not so hot. The two of them walked out of the school chatting and laughing, merged into the flow of bicycles, and headed towards the dormitory building of the health center of the Academy of Medical Sciences.
Although the architectural style of the entire city seems a bit bleak, the mental outlook of the pedestrians on the road is not comparable to that of later generations.
Everyone is full of confidence in the future, which is definitely a very rare thing.
In terms of happiness alone, it is estimated that most people’s happiness at this time will not be any lower than it will be more than forty years later.
After all, happiness is often a matter of comparison.
You can only eat whole grains, but I can eat fine grains. This is a kind of happiness.
Others don’t have enough to eat every day, but I can have a full stomach. That is also a kind of happiness.
When you have no worries about food and clothing, what exactly is happiness? This question becomes more complicated.
(End of this chapter)