Chapter 232 No movement yet? You can’t stop taking that medicine, you have to increase the dosage (please order the full version)


Chapter 232 No movement yet? The medicine cannot be stopped and must be increased (please order more)
During dinner, the mother-in-law was at the dinner table and mentioned something about Lao Liu being dumbfounded and depressed at work, which made Feng’s mother say she felt a little sorry for Lao Liu.

Then he said to his good son-in-law Cheng Xuemin: "Xuemin, if this manuscript is possible, can you give us October?"

Originally, Feng's mother really had no intention of saying this. After all, this manuscript was brought back by her son-in-law Cheng Xuemin, who narrowly escaped death on the front line.

According to regulations, it needs to be sent to the higher authorities for review, and the higher authorities will decide the publication.

Originally, Feng's mother really didn't have much hope. After all, relatively speaking, their influence in October was not even slightly worse than that of "People's Literature" and "People's Liberation Army Literature and Art".

But I also know that the author Cheng Xuemin definitely has the priority to recommend!
If possible, the mother-in-law would definitely hope that her son-in-law would recommend them in October.

Of course, this might be a bit too embarrassing for Cheng Xuemin. As a mother-in-law, it would be difficult for her to say this.

But what can I do!

This time it was indeed a big blow to Lao Liu. He submitted six articles outside and all won awards. The only thing they didn't do in October was theirs.

Not to mention Lao Liu, even the other Lao Wang Cao Aiqin was equally stunned when he heard the news and had some opinions about her as the chief editor.

yes!
In the final analysis, she is really to blame as the editor-in-chief. She should not have been strict with her daughter at that time, so much so that she even scared her son-in-law away, and she did not dare to submit the manuscript to them in October.

"Mom, you may be making things difficult for the students. This is a manuscript established by the People's Liberation Army Literature and Art. It is not an ordinary manuscript. I can't give it to you!"

Before Cheng Xuemin could speak, his wife Feng Jiayou next to him helped him, shielding himself from the knife and politely declined.

Moreover, what Feng Jiayou said was not wrong, and her mother didn't know it. Why did she say it even though she knew it was to embarrass her son-in-law?

"Didn't I say if it was possible?"

Feng's mother didn't get a positive response from her son-in-law, Cheng Xuemin. She was scolded by the debt collector in her family, and followed her daughter to blame her married daughter for throwing water. As expected, girls are so outgoing.

"Mom, why don't I ask Shi Lao when I deliver the manuscript tomorrow?"

What can Cheng Xuemin say?

The mother-in-law has spoken in person. She also told them about their situation in October just now. Don't be too miserable. Can Cheng Xuemin express some opinions?
"Xuemin, don't be too forceful with this. After all, it is a manuscript for the General Secretary, so don't interfere too much!" Feng's father also spoke from the side, singing a different tune with his lover.

"Old Feng?!"

The mother-in-law, whose face had improved a moment ago, was so angry that she glared at Father Feng angrily again.

The eyes are talking, what's going on? It’s just a married daughter. Lao Feng, you’re going against me, right?

"Don't feel too sorry for Lao Liu, the manuscript this time is indeed different! If you want to make up for it, the worst thing you can do is ask Xuemin to submit two more manuscripts later!"

Father Feng ignored the look in his family's eyes, and he couldn't help but mix his personal emotions in the face of major issues of right and wrong.

Isn't it just that this time the Cultural Portal was selecting the Excellence Award for the first time, and none of their articles in October were selected?

Not even one article was selected, so in the end it could be their old Feng family’s son-in-law’s fault?
That’s because you were not good enough as editors in October. It’s also because of your influence in October. It’s really too different.

Otherwise, don’t read other people’s Yanjing literature...

Forget it, let’s not talk about Yanjing literature, just look at other local magazines and publications.

As far as Feng's father can remember, two articles were selected for the "Yanhe Literature" written by Xuemin's hometown. In addition to the article by their son-in-law, there was another article.

In addition to Yanhe Literature, other local magazines and publications, such as "Fenshui", "Yalu River", "Hui Province Literature", "Northern Hebei Literature" and other local publications, all have manuscripts selected and won awards.

It can’t be said that the selection and awards in these magazines and publications are all secretly written under the pen names of their sons-in-law, right?
One word!

It's because their "October" manuscript collection level is limited, and their own influence is unsatisfactory, that they can't produce even one good manuscript that can make it into the industry.

This blame cannot be thrown entirely on Xuemin's head just because he is her teacher Gu's son-in-law.

"Okay!"

Feng's mother also felt that this time it was really too difficult for her son-in-law. She would write a few more articles for Lao Liu later to impact next year's awards.

But having said that, if they can really get special approval from the General Administration to publish this manuscript exclusively this October, it will definitely bring their October to a new height.

Not to mention catching up with People's Literature under the name of "People's", it will definitely take a minute to catch up with "Yenjing Literature".

What a pity!
"Lao Feng, go pick up her grandparents this weekend. Have you made arrangements?"

At the beginning of this month, it had been agreed that Feng's mother's parents would be brought over so that they could help the Feng family's youngest, Cheng Xuemin, and his wife take care of their children.

But after all, we were moving to pick up people in the past, rather than picking them up for two days. It would definitely need to be picked up with great fanfare. It would definitely not be possible to just rely on a few bicycles from Lao Feng's family.

We can borrow two human-powered tricycles, but Xiao'an Mountain in Yanjiao is more than 30 kilometers away.

After much thought, Father Feng said he was going to apply to his employer to borrow a bus for a day, but he didn't know if it had been approved yet.

"I've already applied for a second car, so it shouldn't be a big problem!" Father Feng nodded. He had already applied for the car and it was approved.

"Dad, isn't your rank just promoted to deputy director? Doesn't it stand to reason that you can be equipped with a special car?"

Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo followed closely, and started asking again.

At this moment, everyone in the family, including Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiayou, looked at Father Feng.

Indeed, Feng's father had just been appointed deputy director, in charge of the daily work of the translation office of their Foreign Languages ​​Publishing Bureau. In the future, the overall work related to foreign translation will basically be the final decision of Feng's father. It can be said that he has great power.

Therefore, it stands to reason that at Father Feng's level, it should be no problem to have a special car, right?
It would be convenient if the family could have such a special car. Not to mention, it would be easy for a car to go in and out of their alley.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Father Feng looked stunned for a moment, then scolded his youngest daughter.

Nowadays, the country's car distribution is tight. Even the people in charge above them don't have a special car, let alone Father Feng and his deputy.

"Hehe, I heard someone else say that!" Feng Jiamo stuck out his tongue, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and hurried away.

The elder sisters and cousins ​​also finished eating and went back to the backyard for the final sprint review. Feng's mother and sister-in-law Ke Yumei were basically doing the chores in the front yard.

"Yumei, is there any movement?"

While helping with housework in the kitchen, Feng's mother asked her eldest daughter-in-law with concern.

My son-in-law, Cheng Xuemin, brought the earth recipe from the depths of Yunnan, and my husband has been drinking it for a course of treatment, which lasted for half a month.

Is there any effect or movement? You should be able to feel it a little bit, right?

"Mom, how do I know if this will work?"

Being suddenly asked about this by her mother-in-law made her elder sister-in-law Ke Yumei feel ashamed on the spot and said shyly in a low voice.

"You have to continue drinking that medicine, you can't stop!"

Feng's mother nodded, maybe she was too impatient and had too much hope for the earth-fangzi she brought back, right?

Since there is no movement so far, continue drinking and don’t stop taking the medicine! "Okay!" The sister-in-law said softly.

In Lao Feng's family, Ke Yumei, the elder sister-in-law, may be the one with the least confidence now. Especially in front of her mother-in-law, she must be obedient and do whatever she says.

Since my mother-in-law said I can’t stop taking the medicine, don’t stop and just keep drinking. I haven't seen any movement now, but what if there really is movement?
“Xuemin’s family is young. I want to book my train tickets and go back after I pick up my grandparents!”

In the backyard, the elder sister also entered the house of Cheng Xuemin and his wife and said to his brother and sister-in-law.

"Sister, come and sit!"

When the Feng family saw their elder sister coming in, they quickly called to Cheng Wenxiu and came over to sit down.

"Sister, I will go to the train station in two days and book train tickets for you and Xiaolian!"

Cheng Xuemin nodded with his sister. It was already June 10th. After the Feng family's grandparents were picked up, it was already after the awards ceremony. They really had to arrange to book tickets for the two elder sisters and cousins.

"I'll ask the provincial capital to arrange for you to be sent back to the commune when the time comes!"

Cheng Xuemin saw that his sister seemed a little nervous and scared. After thinking about it, he understood and added.

After the awards ceremony, Yanhe Literature and his team will set off to go back.

Just in time to go back with his sister and cousin.

When we get to the provincial capital, we can also ask Lu Yao and Lao Hu to help arrange for a gay man to take the two sisters back to the county and the commune.

After all, the two sisters are both lesbians and have never traveled far. The last time they came to Yanjing was with Cheng Xuemin.

There were only two sisters going back this time, so fear and nervousness were inevitable.

It just so happened that Yanhe Literature and his team came over to attend the awards ceremony, so it would be a good time to ask them to help. It shouldn't be a big problem.

Cheng Xuemin thought of this when he knew that Yanhe Literature and the others were coming.

"Xuemin, won't this bother me?"

The elder sister Cheng Wenxiu is still worried about troubling her younger brother.

"No! They are coming over just now to attend this awards ceremony. You all know me, sister. They are Lao Hu and Lao Lu who invited us to dinner in the provincial capital."

Cheng Xuemin reassured his sister that this should be nothing to trouble with, and Cheng Xuemin would also go back after the college entrance examination, and he would definitely return the gift then.

"Editor Hu and the others also came to attend the awards ceremony? It's a great feeling!"

When the elder sister Cheng Wenxiu heard that Yanhe Literature was inviting them to dinner during the Chinese New Year, she was an acquaintance and nodded with relief.

"Xuemin, just now my aunt said that six of your manuscripts won awards this time? Is it true?"

After agreeing to go back, Cheng Wenxiu asked about what Feng's mother said at the dinner table just now.

It should be her brother. Six of his articles won awards this time, but none of them were from his mother-in-law's workplace, so her mother-in-law seemed to have a strong opinion.

"Sister, yes! A total of six of Xuemin's articles have won awards this time. When Xuemin brings back the certificates, sister, you can bring back all the military medals and certificates to show to your parents!"

Mentioning the excellence of her man, Feng Jiayou, who was teasing his son next to him, became excited and extremely happy.

She had to tell her sister about this, how her brother and her man won these six awards under the wise guidance of her Feng Jiayou!
"That's great! My parents will be extremely happy then!"

Cheng Wenxiu was dumbfounded on the spot. Six of his manuscripts had really won the award?
Following this, I heard from my sister-in-law Feng Jiayou that she was actually asked to take all the military medals and certificates back to her parents to see. Of course this relationship was great!

Cheng Wenxiu could already see it. She didn't know how happy her parents would be when they saw the medal and certificate she brought back.

It will definitely take less than half a day for the entire brigade and the entire commune to know that their son has won the grand prize!

Especially the first-class military medal, which was popularized by Cheng Wenxiu, his sister-in-law Feng Jiamo.

And the men in her family, Xuemin and his brother-in-law, must also understand.

My old uncle is also a commune cadre, and his main focus is on people and military work. He must also know about military medals.

This daughter-in-law is really not afraid of being overheard by her mother, but she has to be very angry, isn't she?

He actually showed his merits to his elder sister and was able to win so many excellence awards. Is it all because of her wise guidance?

Why don't you put all your eggs in one basket? Cast a wide net and submit more articles, but it's all under her wise guidance.

Okay, woman, you are really good!

It's obvious that Cheng Xuemin wanted to build a small treasury to hide his private money, so he thought of opening more vests and submitting more articles, and finally achieved the full flowering result now.

That night, Cheng Xuemin, who felt sorry for his wife, finally gave up on his evil thoughts and chose to endure it a little longer without letting his wife, Feng Jiayou, celebrate him.

After writing a little manuscript, Cheng Xuemin consciously lay down on his own kang to sleep.

But he didn't sleep for long, so Cheng Xuemin had to get up and pee for the little one, otherwise he would miss the kid and wet the bed directly without even saying hello.

By the time he cried and said hello, it must have been too late.

the next day!
In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, Cheng Xuemin plans to hand over the written manuscript to the General Political Department before tomorrow's awards ceremony, that is, today.

If you wait until the awards ceremony officially starts tomorrow, you will inevitably be asked about this manuscript by some big shots, and it will be difficult to shirk it then.

So in the morning, after saying hello to my family, I had to run to the inner city again.

"Well?"

"Xuemin, the manuscript was finished so quickly?"

When they saw Shi Lao and the political commissar of the General Political Art Troupe, they found out that Cheng Xuemin was here to deliver a manuscript. Shi Lao and Hu were stunned on the spot, and political commissar Hu even asked incredulously for confirmation.

You know, it has only been a few days since Cheng Xuemin broke out from the front line and returned home to Yanjing?
Half a month!

In such a short time, Cheng Xuemin, you said that the manuscript they needed for the general administration has been written?

"Xuemin, is this a short story?"

Thinking of this possibility, political commissar Lao Hu asked uncertainly.

If it's just a short story, that's not possible. Their request from the General Administration is at least a novella of 50,000 to 60,000 words.

"Shi Lao, Political Commissar, is not a short story, but a novella of about 140,000 words!"

Cheng Xuemin smiled bitterly and replied to the two leaders.

"A 140,000-word novella? Is it true?"

Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)

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