Chapter 254

Gu Mu knew characters but not many, reading by guessing and bluffing, yet there was nothing abrupt about it.

The commune members listened, feeling generous and excited, their blood boiling.

So, their mushroom cultivation was such a great thing!

Pairs of eyes were exceptionally bright, and everyone was so excited their faces turned red.

Everyone puffed out their chests with a sense of honor.

"Can anyone see this newspaper?" Li Laopo grabbed Gu Mu's arm and asked excitedly.

"... Yes, I suppose." Gu Mu wasn't sure, but facing several pairs of fiery eyes, she said with full confidence: "Definitely, I heard every factory subscribes to newspapers, this is called learning new policies..."

She couldn't explain it clearly either, being vague.

But the onlookers felt that Yuanshan's mother really knew a lot.

Looking at her with a feeling of "I don't know what it is, but it seems very powerful."

"Is that so."

Someone said with a face full of joy, "Does that mean everyone in the whole province knows about our Harvest Brigade?"

Hearing this, others subconsciously tidied up their own patched jackets.

Subconsciously straightened their shoulders and backs.

——Their brigade is famous!!

"Yuanshan's mother, your Old Third's wife is this..." Li Laopo gave a thumbs up, envy flowing in her eyes.

Gu Mu felt refreshed, the heartache caused by her anger at that time was resolved.

At this moment, the broadcast sounded.

It was a familiar voice.

Li Laopo bumped her old sister's shoulder, "Qingzhou's voice? Is it his voice?"

Her tone was full of confusion, "Why did Qingzhou run to the broadcast room??"

Ever since the Harvest Brigade got electricity and spent "huge sums" to install loudspeakers, they didn't need to carry copper gongs and run around the village to notify things, just calling everyone to the threshing floor.

Of course, for top-level major events, they still had to go to the threshing floor and talk face-to-face.

"... Hello hello, can you hear me?" The announcer changed back to the Brigade Leader, he used that tone with a thick local accent, "Next, our village's Qingzhou, ah, the culturally talented person from the Gu family, Gu Qingzhou, will read an article for everyone."

"This article is very special, very special."

"Why is it special, because it was written by a comrade in our brigade, everyone didn't hear wrong, our brigade... made the newspaper!!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh.

Feeling it wasn't good to laugh at this time, the Brigade Leader held it in and continued: "This is a good thing for the whole commune, and also a good thing for our brigade. Qingzhou, you come."

Next was the sound of a stool being pulled.

Gu Qingzhou sat down, solemnly spread the newspaper with both hands, and read in standard, clear Mandarin.

"Qingzhou's mother, your Qingzhou's... Mandarin is really good." Under the big banyan tree, an older woman couldn't help but say.

As soon as she spoke, several pairs of disapproving eyes looked over.

The speaker fell silent, listening to the broadcast solemnly.

The broadcast sound was very loud, and people in the village, no matter what they were doing, walked out of their doors and pricked up their ears to listen to the broadcast; after learning what had happened, they all had expressions full of joy.

Some children saw their parents were in a good mood and tentatively asked for candy, not expecting to really get one, which made the children so happy they jumped on the spot and took the candy to find their little friends to play with.

In this way, adults and children in the village all knew about the twins' mother's article making the newspaper.

Little friends caught the twins and praised them, praising Xiang Yubao and Gu Hangbao until they were dizzy.

No way, the little friends were too good at praising.

If they were praising them themselves, the two wouldn't be like this, but they were praising Mommy.

Xiang Yubao raised his hand, "My Mommy brought us a soccer ball, we can go to the threshing floor to play, who's going?"

"I'm going, I'm going."

"I'm going too." Dazhuang held his rice bowl and hurriedly finished the last bite, "Xiang Yubao, Gu Hangbao, I'm going to put away the bowl, you guys wait."

After seeing Xiang Yubao nod, he ran toward his house.

Other little friends who were eating saw this and hurriedly finished their meals, afraid of being left behind.

Gu Hangbao was rarely careful for once, "Brother, Mommy said you can't run and jump right after eating."

Xiang Yubao first gave his younger brother an appreciative look before saying: "We'll play in a while."

"Mm-hmm." Gu Hangbao had no objections.

The brothers arrived at their own door, and several educated youths had just left.

"Why did you two come back again, aren't you going out to play?" Lin Zhao was just about to return to the house to get something, saw the twins return, paused her steps, and looked at them.

"Getting the soccer ball." Gu Hangbao's voice was light and fast.

Lin Zhao teased him, "Didn't you say you couldn't bear to take it out?"

Before, when she said to take it out to play, they absolutely refused, afraid of getting it dirty, afraid of breaking it...

Xiang Yubao was too embarrassed to say it was because they heard the little friends praising themselves and felt happy, so they wanted to play with the little friends.

His eyes flickered a few times, and he casually found a reason, "Yuanbao and the others are our good friends, Gu Hangbao and I are willing to play with them."

Lin Zhao didn't say anything else, "Go ahead, estimate the time, don't forget to eat while playing, I plan to make crispy pork for you."

No little friend could refuse deep-fried food, and the twins were no exception.

They had eaten the crispy pork Lin Zhao made and missed it quite a bit, but Mommy didn't make it for them.

Hearing now that there was crispy pork to eat, Xiang Yubao and Gu Hangbao didn't want to go out anymore.

"Xiang Yubao, Gu Hangbao..."

The little friends issued a summons at the door.

"Coming, coming." Xiang Yubao said with his mouth, but his legs were like they were stuck to the spot with glue, not moving at all.

Gu Hangbao was the same, not only not moving, but also looking at Lin Zhao with eager eyes.

Lin Zhao revealed a helpless expression, "What are you looking at me for, go play, I promise, when you come back, you'll definitely be able to eat crispy pork."

Having received this guarantee, the two cubs immediately smiled like flowers.

"Mommy is the best~!" The little brothers cheered, rushed up to hug Lin Zhao, took the soccer ball, and ran toward the little friends.

Lin Zhao shook her head helplessly, returned to the house to get something, and then returned to the kitchen to make crispy pork for the two gluttonous cubs.

She also wanted to eat it.

The Harvest Brigade was lively, and the supply and marketing cooperative was no less so.

Because of the manuscript Lin Zhao made the newspaper with, Director Jiang inexplicably received praise from his superiors.

Saying he taught well.

Saying their supply and marketing cooperative was the first unit in the entire commune to make the newspaper, even the propaganda department of a large factory hadn't made it.

Saying the supply and marketing cooperative really saved face.

Director Jiang's superior was a serious and upright person, who never smiled, was clear about rewards and punishments, and at the same time, no one could see his thoughts from that face.

This was the first time he had revealed joy or anger.

It stunned Director Jiang.

He even wanted to back out to see if he had walked into the wrong office.

He definitely hadn't walked into the wrong one.

And he had indeed been praised!

Director Jiang came with worries and left with a face full of smiles.

His heart was full of joy with nowhere to vent.

He arrived at the county government building and found Yang Junzhi.

Yang Junzhi saw Director Jiang and subconsciously raised his wrist to check the time.

——That's right, it was working hours.

"Big Brother?"

As soon as he called out, his shoulder received a "slap."

"You're not bad."

He sent him a talent and didn't pit him, this brother-in-law!

Director Jiang's eyes were appreciative, he smiled at his brother-in-law, and then left again.

"??!"

Yang Junzhi saw that smile from his brother-in-law and shivered suddenly.

Why is he smiling so weirdly?!

He was full of confusion, and while eating, he asked his wife in a roundabout way if his brother-in-law was a bit abnormal.

His wife, Jiang Huiqiao, indeed knew.

"My brother is happy."

"You don't know yet, the article written by your comrade's wife, that Comrade Lin, has made the newspaper! Because of this, my brother received praise from the leader."

Hearing this, Yang Junzhi understood.

His brother-in-law's superior was someone he admired, that person was serious and upright, handled official business according to the rules, and rarely expressed emotions.

It was no wonder his brother-in-law was smiling like that, being able to get praise from such a person.

And.

He heard that his brother-in-law had written an application, hoping to add a floor to the supply and marketing cooperative, build a second floor, and expand the scale of the supply and marketing cooperative.

He had great ambition and wanted to turn the supply and marketing cooperative into a large-scale state-run store, selling rare goods like bicycles, radios, and watches.

This time, his brother-in-law had been in the spotlight in front of his superiors, and the probability of the application succeeding had increased by several tens of percent.

No wonder he was smiling so scarily.

Concerning the future and destiny, it wouldn't be strange even if he smiled more brilliantly.

Jiang Huiqiao noticed her husband's expression just now was a bit strange and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Did my brother come to find you?"

Yang Junzhi didn't hide it from her and told her about his brother-in-law coming to find him.

He had outstanding expressive ability, and simple things were told vividly by him.

Jiang Huiqiao couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hahaha..."

She was so happy she fell into Yang Junzhi's arms, "I can imagine, I haven't seen Big Brother like this for many years."

After laughing for a while, Jiang Huiqiao wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes and continued: "Do you believe me, Big Brother is now very annoyed, very regretful, and also very depressed?"

She patted her husband's shoulder, "I suggest you don't wander around in front of Big Brother for the next month, I'm afraid he'll be annoyed into anger..."

And discipline you.

Yang Junzhi's expression stiffened.

"..." Who did he provoke?

"It's almost New Year, I can't escape." He said dryly, looking at his wife expectantly.

He was just short of saying clearly, Wife, save me!

Jiang Huiqiao held his face, "... Rest assured, I'll protect you."

"Wife, I'm counting on you."

The fact was also like this; after Director Jiang's excited mood calmed down, he felt depressed belatedly.

Damn.

How much of his dignity in front of his brother-in-law was left?

Inside the supply and marketing cooperative.

Li Fen and the other sales clerks were also full of joy, and all they were talking about was... the matter of Lin Zhao's article making the newspaper.

"... It's really a coincidence, Zhaozhao is on vacation, and I don't know if she knows about this." Li Fen sighed with both happiness and joy.

Of course she was happy.

Lin Zhao was the cousin of her younger brother's wife, counting it up, she was also a member of their Li family.

Wang Ju also frowned, "What should we do?"

Li Fen waved her hand, "It's okay, she'll know sooner or later. Zhaozhao's own uncle is an old technician at a big factory, they read newspapers every day and learn various spirits, her uncle knows, and her two cousins will also know, with how those two are toward their sister, how could they hold back!"

That's true. Wang Ju nodded and threw the matter to the back of her mind.

She read the article again.

"... Sister Zhaozhao is shining brightly." She said in a low voice, admiration flashing in her eyes.

Li Fen nodded, "Who says she isn't, look at how quiet and gentle she is, full of bookish air, it's not strange that she can write articles, don't you think?"

The new sales clerks looked at each other.

Quiet and gentle = can write articles?

Not necessarily.

They graduated from junior high school and were also quiet and gentle, why couldn't they make the newspaper?!

Thinking about themselves making the newspaper, their family members surrounding them, and various flowery words coming at them, the girls couldn't help but smile with curved eyes.

"You say..." a girl spoke first, "If I ask Comrade Lin for advice, will she teach me the techniques of submitting articles?"

The female comrade who had just returned to work after giving birth revealed hesitation, pondered this possibility, and said not so confidently: "... Sh, she should, I see Comrade Lin isn't a stingy person, whenever everyone has something to ask her for help, she is very willing to help."

"Right, right, right." The girl who spoke first said, "The day I started work, I didn't have time to eat breakfast and almost fainted, Comrade Lin gave me a candy, and I recovered, she is really a very good person."

She also smiled when she saw people.

But it's just that her temperament is unique, and she's a bit too beautiful, always giving people a sense of distance.

Sigh, she really wanted to talk to Comrade Lin, but she was nervous.

At the end of the year, the supply and marketing cooperative was too busy to handle, so another young girl came in.

Comrade Qi, who was on maternity leave, also returned to work.

She said: "If you want to ask for advice, just ask directly, don't be afraid, if it's inconvenient for her to say, then forget it."

"... I'm nervous." The young girl had thin skin and always felt embarrassed.

Comrade Qi looked at her, "What's there to be embarrassed about, just say what you have to say, I see Comrade Lin is also a straightforward person, she doesn't seem to like people beating around the bush."

"Ah? Is that so? Then should I just say it directly when I see her?"

Comrade Qi: "You can, but I'm afraid you'll have to wait until after the New Year."

The young girl also knew this and sighed with a sense of regret.

Not being able to see that pleasing face for several days in a row really made one feel uncomfortable all over, she didn't even have the energy to work.

This girl wasn't someone who would struggle, and immediately cheered up again, "It's okay, I'll write it myself first, and ask Comrade Lin for advice after the New Year!"

Comrade Qi threw her an encouraging look.

The conversation between the two was heard by Li Fen and Wang Ju.

Li Fen looked at Wang Ju and asked curiously: "Are you submitting?"

Wang Ju shook her head like a rattle-drum.

"I'm not, I don't like writing essays!" Her volume was raised quite a bit.

One could see her determination.

Li Fen smiled and said: "If you don't like it, don't write it, you graduated from technical secondary school, you've already won enough glory for your parents, it's not a big deal if you don't make the newspaper."

Why is it not a big deal?

In this day and age, the gold content of making the newspaper is very high.

Uncle Song then received real benefits.

Knowing his own niece's article had made the newspaper, the older woman who served food in the cafeteria gave him a larger portion of dishes than others.

"Engineer Song, congratulations, your niece is this!" The older woman gave a thumbs up with the hand holding the ladle.

Uncle Song was in the spotlight today——

During the meeting, the factory manager asked him if his niece was Comrade Lin Zhao from the supply and marketing cooperative, he said yes, the factory manager expressed congratulations to him, and while he was still confused, the factory manager dropped a bombshell, actually saying Zhaozhao's article had made the newspaper, and it was the provincial newspaper, the big newspaper that every big factory subscribed to.

As soon as this was said, the dozens of people in the office looked at him with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

That look really made one feel refreshed.

"Thank you, the child is just playing around, it's also good luck." Uncle Song said a few humble words.

A technician who had a good relationship with him teased: "If you weren't smiling so brilliantly, I would have almost believed it."

After finishing his words, he unceremoniously scooped away a piece of meat from his plate.

He had suffered "torture" from Old Song all the way, wouldn't it be excessive to eat a piece of his meat(′-i_-｀)

Uncle Song glanced at him, his mood so good he couldn't be bothered to argue.

Humming an unpleasant song, he found a place to sit down, pondering what to send Zhaozhao to celebrate her article making the newspaper.