My 1995 Small Farm

Chen Ling is not a second-year illness.

But now we have both children, our wife and children are warm, our daughter-in-law is virtuous, and our family is harmonious.

Not short of money to spend.

With braised beef noodles, he can make money by lying down.

He can't always have fun.

You have to do something meaningful.

This era was an era when the commercial order of later generations had not yet been established.

It is a good era where everything is not saturated, has no qualitativeness, and has no styling.

For Chen Ling, it is almost like a white paper that can be painted casually.

Then he naturally has to do something meaningful.

Once ordinary people want to find the meaning of life, they often run into walls everywhere and waste half of their lives. It is better to make money and live a small life steadily.

But Chen Ling is not an ordinary person in a sense.

He wants to do something he can do and not leave any regrets for himself.

I don’t want to have such a magical treasure as Sun and Moon Cave Heaven, and I still use it in the shallowest layer like a waste.

He doesn't break the law, he wants to do something within the rules.

"Those unspoken rules are always broken by people. You can't always be so dirty, right?"

This is his true thought.

"From the fact that the strong are not bragging and shouting slogans, I use my advantages and use absolute quality to set a benchmark.

Use good coins to drive out bad coins, and use good coins to rectify the market. ”

In the words of later generations, it is all kinds of advanced business concepts such as volume quality, volume service, and volume.

I want to take the essence of the advanced business experience of later generations and remove the dross. This is what I want to do.

"I can do too many things in the breeding of excellent dog breeds, Chinese bees, beef, etc.

With a platform set up by Brother Yuemin, isn’t it easy for me to teach him behind the scenes to sing? ”

Chen Ling's heart was calm.

Often when he is calm, firm, and full of hope, he usually wants to write some stories.

I simply took out the manuscript paper and wrote down my thoughts one by one.

Treat it as a memorandum.

After writing, I threw it into the Sun and Moon Cave Heaven and collected it. This is something that others can't be seen by you.

The memo is finished.

Chen Ling took advantage of his good condition and took out another homework book and wrote it in one breath for two hours.

I wrote a little more than sixteen pages.

It's probably more than 10,000 words.

"Very good. I'll write about 30,000 or 50,000 words to publish a book."

Children's books don't have to be too long.

What children like to read is a short story.

It is a relaxed and concise writing style, a vivid and interesting story.

For Chen Ling, this is happening around him every day, so there is no need to say much.

Today is Ruirui as the little protagonist, tomorrow is Xiaolizi, and backstage is Liunier.

Switching of various perspectives.

It can't be easier to write.

"Okay, wealthy, I'll just say that you are a good seedling who can write. Let's start with children's books. From now on, write more and write several books, and practice your writing skills.

I will teach you to write something serious.

We are also in the best class and join the Writers Association. "It was dinner at this time, and a bunch of women surrounded Du Juan and his mother's bed, watching the children while discussing Qin Qiumei's affairs fiercely, and defending her for her.

Zhao Yubao and Old Man Zhong slowly swayed to Chen Ling's study and looked through his newly written manuscript.

"Is it a big deal to join a Writers Association? I found that Fugui is a bit like Wang Shiying, who is proficient in eating, drinking, and having fun, and can even learn some tricks.

In the future, in addition to learning some writing from Lao Zhao, I will also practice calligraphy with me and learn to draw.

If something is achieved at that time, I will take it to meet Mr. Wang.

I definitely like it very much. ”

Old man Zhong said with a tea jar in his hand and smiled.

"Don't praise me like this. Who is Wang Shixiang? Don't put my tricks in front of others."

Chen Ling shook his head quickly. He still didn't like to take the initiative to come to people, especially celebrities.

In fact, if Zhao Yubao and Old Man Zhong hadn't had the tempers of him, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to contact him, and at most he wouldn't have had a close relationship with him once or twice.

"Hey, speaking of Wang Shiying, Fugui, do you want to shoot TV series with the drama master named Jiao Huang after the New Year? He is also from the North."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Zhao Yubao remembered something.

"Yes, I have been intimate with this senior for a long time."

Chen Ling nodded. This old senior has entered the realm of acting in dramas, and he truly admires it.

"This person is also very well-educated and capable. You can talk to him at that time to see if he can talk. If he is good at temper, he will bring him over and get to know him. Let's make a total of my new The works will be rehearsed too.”

Zhao Yubao looked very interested.

"Oh? That's good."

Chen Ling was also a little looking forward to it.

"Old Zhao, don't worry, what we discussed before? Wouldn't we let Fugui find a university in the second half of the year? Is he busy with such a lot of things you have arranged?

There are two little kids in the family.

After growing up, with Ruirui and the three little devils, can this be managed? ”

Old Man Zhong reminded him in time.

"Oh, this is not a matter. Dujuan's baby will grow up soon. At that time, a sheep will be put and a group of sheep will be put. Let's watch it together.

Ruirui's grandparents are here too, what are you afraid of! ”

Zhao Yubao waved his hand and said that it was nothing.

“This is how my family Dahai came here when he was a child. Sometimes his mother was busy and was not at home. When I was writing, I hugged him on my lap and wrote while teasing him.

Many times he tore my manuscript paper apart and left my saliva.

I re-dry and put it together, and copy it again by myself...

Did you say it was very hard and tedious at that time?

Don't think so, okay? ”

"Okay, okay, you are so awesome. I'm not as good as you in raising a baby, right?"

Professor Zhong expressed his consent and asked Chen Ling again: "Fugui, the construction of the East Forest Farm will start tomorrow. Ying Jujie and the others gathered in the village. More than a dozen people were found in Chen Wangzhuang and Kinmen Village alone.

You drove out before, but they didn't come to you. I asked me to tell you that I would come to the farm to report tomorrow. ”

"I'm going, come to report to me? Why are you more anxious than me?"

Chen Ling was stunned. Now the years are all slow, let alone the village.

There was no need to have a cannon twister, and it immediately rang.

"Oh, they are all fine people. If there is no funeral at home, they cannot visit relatives, or they are just young bachelors and old bachelors, and they are anxious to wait for marriage.

I want to make more money earlier.

You are treated well, you can eat and drink, and you can give a lot of money. Who doesn’t want to do it? ”

Professor Zhong spread his hands and said that this was normal. If it weren't for the fourth day of the first lunar month, there would be more designated people than now.

The man in his own village was full of staff at once.

"Okay, okay, then start construction early. Anyway, our family has no relatives to leave for the New Year, and it's still idle."

Chen Ling nodded and thought to himself that while starting construction, he was slowly instilling some new ideas into Liang Yuemin. (End of this chapter)