Return to Qiqi, start with the female educated youth returning to the city

Chapter 13 When Happiness Knocks on the Door
The disadvantage of not having a watch is that you don’t know what time you go to bed.

Anyway, I have already copied a lot of manuscript paper!

Cheng Xuyuan didn’t count how many words he had written, but before going to bed, he felt his hands getting numb!
Although making money is important, your health is the capital of revolution!

The biological clock is a really strange thing.

Although he went to bed much later than before, Cheng Xuyuan still woke up on time the next day.

Looking at the dim light in the sky, Cheng Xuyuan, who felt like his stomach was rebelling, still struggled to get out of bed with the help of the warmth brought by the coal stove.

After opening the plug of the coal stove and pouring two buckets of water into the enamel face plate with two red carps printed on it, Cheng Xuyuan walked towards the public toilet!

Although he was dazed, Cheng Xuyuan did not go to the toilet stall the first time he entered the toilet. Instead, he looked around first.

Meng Dezhi is really here!
This hero almost always goes to the toilet on time in the morning, and is always earlier than Cheng Xuyuan.

"Xiao Cheng, you're coming later and later. Today you're three minutes later than yesterday." Meng Dezhi shook the Plum watch on his wrist while smoking.

What the hell is it to you if I come to the toilet late?
I didn't ask you to wait for me.

You came here to ask me to tell you about the fifteenth year of Wanli, without any reward, and you even blamed me for getting up too late.

It seems that I gave you too much face!

Cheng Xuyuan untied his belt and said, "Brother, my family is really poor. I can't afford a watch and I don't know the time."

Meng Dezhi listened to the harsh resentment and realized that he had said the wrong thing.

It doesn’t matter if I get scolded a few times, but if Xiao Cheng doesn’t talk about history, I won’t have a good day.

So he hurriedly said with a smile: "Xiao Cheng, as long as you complete more of the tasks I gave you, buying a watch will only take a few months."

"How about this, I'll get you a watch voucher then."

Watch coupons are in great demand!
After all, if young people at that time wanted to get married, they needed three turns and one ring.

When Cheng Xuyuan got married, his family should have made arrangements as well.

However, Shen Yumo's requirement of three years of emotional cultivation made the Cheng family simply skip the three turns and one ring.

After all, they didn't know whether this daughter-in-law could last long, so they didn't try their best to arrange for her.

And Shen Yumo didn't ask for it at that time.

"I want the Shanghai brand." Cheng Xuyuan thought of the manuscript he had already written, and immediately went along with it.

Meng Dezhi said with a smile: "Okay, then let's go with the Shanghai brand."

"Xiao Cheng, hurry up and continue talking about the fifteenth year of Wanli. You only talked a little about Hai Gangfeng. I am still very curious about him."

Then, Cheng Xuyuan's voice was heard again in the public toilet of the cultural center. Along with the voice, there was also a puff of smoke rising.

More than ten minutes later, Cheng Xuyuan pulled up his pants and stood up.

Although Meng Dezhi was a little reluctant, he had no choice but to follow him out of the toilet.

"Xiao Cheng, today is Sunday. If you don't have any plans, come to my house for dinner." Meng Dezhi invited, "I caught a fish yesterday. How about we make fish soup?"

Cheng Xuyuan is very willing to interact with Meng Dezhi, who has a cheerful personality.

And drinking fish soup is also very attractive.

It's a pity that he has something to do today.

"Let's go back. I'm going to have dinner at an elder's house today and I've already made an appointment." Cheng Xuyuan declined politely.

Meng Dezhi said a little disappointedly: "Okay, then next week, we have a deal."

"By the way, you said just now that you have already written more than 10,000 words of the manuscript I asked you to write. Let's go and take a look."

Cheng Xuyuan did not refuse and took Meng Dezhi to his residence.

Meng Dezhi didn't have much feeling about Cheng Xuyuan living in the warehouse.

After all, that was the condition at the time, and Meng Dezhi had seen even more difficult situations.

However, when he picked up the manuscript that Cheng Xuyuan had placed on the table, his expression suddenly brightened.

"Things about the Ming Dynasty, author: Dangnian Mingyue."

"The moon was bright at that time, and it should shine on the colorful clouds. This name is well chosen." Meng Dezhi looked at the first chapter while speaking. "We start with a file.

Name: Zhu Yuanzhang Aliases: Zhu Chongba, Zhu Guorui
Sex: Male
Nationality: Han
blood type:?

Education: No diploma, not a scholar, juren or jinshi, self-taught
Occupation: Emperor

Family background: (at least three generations) poor peasant

Born: 1328-1398
Favorite color: Yellow (I don’t think I have a choice)
Social Relations:

Father: Zhu Wusi, farmer

Mother: Chen, a farmer (sorry, her name doesn’t seem to be in the history books)
Motto: What's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine...

Looking at this concise and unusual beginning, Meng Dezhi's eyes widened.

In the past two days, because of Cheng Xuyuan's explanation, he developed a strong interest in Ming history.

Some time ago, I even found a book on the history of Ming Dynasty to read.

However, Cheng Xuyuan's unique writing style still shocked him, and he also had a strong premonition in his heart that this popular way of writing history would definitely interest many people!

Meng Dezhi read four or five pages in one breath.

After asking Meng Dezhi to sit down, Cheng Xuyuan washed himself with the hot water on the stove.

On a cold day, applying boiling hot water on your face is quite comfortable.

Although he went to bed late yesterday, Cheng Xuyuan felt refreshed instantly after washing up.

"Brother, how's it going?"

Although he was very confident, Cheng Xuyuan still asked Meng Dezhi.

Although Meng Dezhi was a little reluctant, he still put down the manuscript and said, "Xiao Cheng, you are really talented."

"I originally thought you would write about the events of the fifteenth year of the Wanli reign, but I didn't expect you to write this."

"This one looks better! It's more suitable for ordinary people."

"How about this, I'll take it back first. It should be more than 10,000 words, just in time for this issue to be published."

At this point, Meng Dezhi said: "Xiao Cheng, hurry up and write. If you can write another 20,000 words, I think you can buy a watch before the New Year!"

As they were talking, he discussed the resume of Emperor Hongwu with Cheng Xuyuan.

Although Cheng Xuyuan was a little dry-mouthed at this time, for the sake of money, he could only discuss the matter seriously (perfunctorily) with the other party.

Time flies quickly during this discussion.

"Brother, you should go back quickly. I have to visit relatives today. We can talk later." Half an hour later, Cheng Xuyuan said with a stiff smile on his face.

Although Meng Dezhi was somewhat reluctant, Cheng Xuyuan's reasons were very legitimate and he had no reason to force him to stay.

But before leaving, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Xiao Cheng, do you want to have breakfast?"

"Eat. My stomach will feel uncomfortable if I don't have breakfast." Cheng Xuyuan said casually.

"Then I'll treat you to breakfast. There's a good fried liver restaurant nearby. Wouldn't it be more comfortable if we get two buns and eat them?"

Meng Dezhi said this with an expectant look.

It's nice to be invited to breakfast, but Old Meng hasn't even brushed his teeth or washed his face, so Cheng Xuyuan felt awkward having breakfast with him.

So he said, "Brother, you should go home first, or your family will be worried."

"If they go to the toilet to fish you out, you will lose face..."

In a tidy little house, Shen Yumo had just got up. When she opened the door and was about to wash her face, she saw her second sister-in-law Ma Xiaoli sitting on the sofa in the living room with a little red and swollen eyes.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with your eyes? Did you have a fight with my brother?" After returning to Beijing, Shen Yumo became very close to Ma Xiaoli and asked with concern.

Ma Xiaoli looked up and said, "I don't have time to quarrel with him. I was just looking at the manuscripts you brought yesterday."

"The article 'The Pursuit of Happyness' was so well written that I read it twice in one go."

(End of this chapter)