MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 59 Gift

When Xue Li, who was still in circles, saw her, she immediately stopped in surprise, but before she could say the words in her mouth, her whole body was unstable, and she almost fell forward .

Jiang Shuangling trotted forward to protect her, "What's the matter with you?"

"Dizzy, dizzy." Xue Li only felt dizzy, nauseous, and nauseous.

"What have you met here?"

He hurriedly took out an envelope and showed it to Jiang Shuangling along with the documents.

"This is the fee, twenty...twenty..."

"Really?" Jiang Shuangling finally understood why Xue Li was so excited. When she heard that the manuscript was adopted, her heartbeat accelerated, and her joy spread throughout her body. "Great, wait, Xue Li, take a break, don't get excited, I know how much it is."

It was more than 20 yuan, which was the first money she made with her art and painting ability after traveling to the 1970s.

Xue Li rubbed her temples, and after waiting for a long time, her head finally stopped dizzy, "Jiang Mei, I really didn't expect such a day, it's like a dream, My story has been turned into a comic strip, and now it is still published in a comic strip..."

"That's a good thing."

"Well, a good thing, Jiang Mei, I'm actually a little embarrassed, those drawings are obviously drawn by you, I took half, is it too much, obviously you The credit is even greater, those paintings are all painted by you."

Jiang Shuangling shook her head, "Although I drew the painting, the idea of ​​the story is yours, and you have contributed a lot."

"Half and half."

"Let's go, it's time, let's go to the classroom."

The mood is also not calm.

"Every month it is serialized, and we can get a sum of money for the next few months, just like an extra salary. It's a great feeling."

Jiang Shuangling smiled, "I'm different from you. This time, I've earned my first salary."

"When the Rongcheng pictorial comes out next month, I will go to the bookstore to buy ten, no, twenty, I will keep them at home for collection."

"Then I'll buy a few more copies."

…

"What are you talking about." A woman in white sitting next to the two of them curiously raised her head and asked them, "What are you talking about royalties? Paintings, and what comic strips?"

"What was chosen?"

"Could it be that you all contributed."

Jiang Shuangling and Xue Li glanced at each other and felt that there should be nothing to hide. When the pictorial came out next month, the author wrote the names of the two of them, even if they didn’t say it, Those around you can also know.

"Yes, we went to submit a manuscript for Rongcheng's pictorial, and we were selected later."

"Really?!" The woman in white next to her exclaimed.

"Who drew it?"

"Drawn by Jiang Mei."

"But we're both authors."

Her exclamation caught the attention of many people on the side, and others began to hear about it, "What? Their contribution was selected?"

"Didn't those two just come to learn to draw not long ago?"

"I know, they are definitely lying, I know about Xue Li, her paintings, you probably haven't seen them before, how can she paint? Chosen unless the sun hits the west."

"Hey, look at the man surnamed Jiang sitting next to her, she has a very strong talent for learning to paint. Team leader He has praised her several times. Maybe she is a genius in learning painting. ."

"No matter how talented you are, you can't be a master after a few days of study, right?"

"Bragging."

"Are they cheating?"

…

The organizer of the art training class and the head of the art group of Ronggang No. 1 Factory, He Wenjin, saw the commotion here and went to Jiang Shuangling to inquire about the situation. feel happy.

Don't bury your talent."

Although Jiang Shuangling's progress made He Wenjin feel like a monster, there are many amazing and rare talents among those who study art. Among those people, Jiang Shuangling's performance is not very good It is the most outstanding, however, other artistic genius He Wenjin has not been in contact with much, but she recognizes Jiang Shuangling's hard work and seriousness.

If you are talented and willing to work hard, you will be successful.

"He group leader, shouldn't they be bragging? Even if the surnamed Jiang is talented, how long does it take for her to learn to draw?"

He Wenjin smiled: "Her paintings are very aura, and works that people like are good works."

"Jiang Shuangling, if your painting is really published in the Rongcheng pictorial, I will recommend one of your paintings to the Rongcheng Cultural Palace Art Exhibition in August. You should prepare well."

"Really? Thank you Mr. He." Jiang Shuangling is very happy to have a rare opportunity to participate in the art exhibition. If an artist wants to improve his reputation, then participating in the art exhibition is indeed a good channel to quickly increase his reputation.

"You must also have good works in order to be selected for the exhibition." After speaking, He Wenjin left.

Meeting such a talented art genius who is willing to work hard, He Wenjin is naturally willing to help her.

"Participate in the art exhibition? Is it the one in our city in August?"

"Is that the work of many art masters?"

"Her paintings are capable of participating in art exhibitions? I don't believe it, it's too fast..."

"I don't seem to have seen that Jiang Jiang. Isn't she from our factory?"

"Well, it's from outside."

…

Sun Yanyan hurried into the classroom and sat down above the seat when she heard a lot of discussion around her.

"Jiang Shuangling is really good. I admire her. In just a few days, her artistic ability has improved so much, and she has been recognized by team leader He."

"I have seen her paintings, and her works in class are excellent."

…

"Have you seen the soldier who was standing in our factory last time? The tall, handsome and young man turned out to be Jiang Shuangling's officer husband."

"That man? I saw him last time. He's a beautiful man. This couple looks so good and they match each other very well. No wonder Jiang Shuangling likes him..."

"I think Jiang Shuangling is also very good, I really envy her, she married a young and good-looking husband, she has the talent for art and painting, she is hardworking and talented, and she still looks so good Beautiful, I want to learn from her!"

Hearing this, Sun Yanyan couldn't help but sneer, "Excellent? How good can she be? It's not that she married someone to be a stepmother."

"Do you really think what she said is true? If you are bragging, be careful not to blow the cowhide."

"You're a fool to believe her."

"How long did she learn to paint? The editors of the pictorial office chose her paintings unless they were blind."

"I don't want so many paintings, but one of her who hasn't studied for a few days?"

When the people next to Sun Yanyan heard what Sun Yanyan said, they immediately said: "People come to learn painting because they really like art, and they are talented. Teacher He praises her. Her progress is Everyone can see that, unlike some people, they come to our factory to learn painting just to hook up."

The person who said this has long disliked Sun Yanyan's behavior.

Sun Yanyan's face was blue and white, and she retorted: "Who comes to this art training class and doesn't really like art?"

"Ha—" The person before him sneered, "Anyway, everyone knows how things are going."

"Do you really think others don't know what you paint like in class?"

…

Sun Yanyan was arguing with people for a long time, and finally sat alone in the seat and was stuffy.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Yuesheng took advantage of the time to talk to Sun Yanyan.

Sun Yanyan looked at the man with the Chinese character face wearing glasses in front of her, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable.

She first fell in love with Zhang Yuesheng, who she thought was very good, but Zhang Yuesheng didn't like her at first sight, and she liked Jiang Shuangling, so Sun Yanyan couldn't help but compete with each other in her heart.

Sun Yanyan was jealous of Jiang Shuangling's good looks. Later, when she learned that she was not well married, she couldn't help but feel proud. She felt that she had a good eye for choosing a man. he.

But that day, she also saw Jiang Shuangling's husband. The man stood tall and straight under the plane tree, his appearance was extraordinary, and his aura was even more impressive.

Compared with the other party, Zhang Yuesheng in front of him was immediately compared.

"It's nothing, Mechanic Zhang, I think I can draw it myself, or we can also contribute to the pictorial."

"I heard that your painting won an excellent title in the factory's art exhibition before, technician Zhang, so let me write the story, you help me draw it, and then let's go Contribute?"

The more Sun Yanyan said, the more she felt that this idea was a good idea. She came to the training class to study art, but she did not study very seriously, and could not tell which works were good and which were bad, but every time she saw Zhang Yuesheng His paintings are much better than himself and those around him.

She had heard before that Zhang Yuesheng also participated in the art exhibition held by their factory, and he was excellent. He is a man with great artistic talent and romantic feelings.

The husband surnamed Jiang, although he is good-looking, maybe he is a martial artist who does not understand the language and ink.

"You have a good idea, I didn't expect you to be good at writing, Sun Yanyan..."

"Anywhere, I just wrote something random..."

…

The woman who had quarreled with Sun Yanyan a few times before laughed secretly in her heart, pushed the elbow of the person next to her, and mocked in a low voice: "As long as you sign up, the employees in the factory can participate in the art exhibition. And half of those who participated in the exhibition were excellent.”

"The level of these two, what a dream."

"What a joke, I won't sit here again."

"Why don't you sit here? You can still watch jokes..."

The art class was over, Jiang Shuangling and Xue Li walked side by side outside the classroom, discussing the follow-up sketch design, Xue Li took Jiang Shuangling to the house and prepared herself A new dress for her.

How could Jiang Shuangling accept it, she waved her hands again and again.

"You must accept it, thanks to you, Jiang Mei, I can realize my dream."

"It's made to your size. I can't wear it if I keep it."

"Take it."

"Okay, I'll take it. Next time I'll make a suit for you."

"No need, my mother is a tailor, so I don't have to worry about wearing my clothes, why don't you give me a few paintings."

"Okay, then draw a few more pictures for you."

…

From Xue Li's house, Jiang Shuangling took out the envelope she had given herself before, and became more and more excited. There were two ten yuan in the big unity. She was not excited when she saw the money, but because of this It can be regarded as her first salary since she came to the 1970s!

This money represents something extraordinary.

It's her own money.

How will the first salary be spent? Buy gifts for your family.

Jiang Shuangling quickly made a decision in her heart. She didn't rush to buy anything, but went to the photo studio to get the family portrait of the family of four that they had taken before, and took a total of took four photos.

The owner of the photo studio wanted to keep photos of their family in the store, and said that as long as Jiang Shuangling wanted, they would not charge for these photos.

"Can you let me put a picture in the store, these photos will not charge you, or you will take pictures later, I will give you a discount, or I will not charge you any more, I also gave you some photo frames."

The boss thinks that the family of four looks too good-looking, the man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, and the two children look like little Fuwas. Not only pleasing to the eye, but also advertising effect.

But she was rejected by Jiang Shuangling.

She didn't really want to take pictures of herself and Qi Heng, and the children's photos in other people's stores for everyone to see.

These photos should only be placed in their homes.

"Oh... OK." After being rejected, the owner of the photo studio could only sigh, "Next time you guys come to take pictures."

Jiang Shuangling walked out of the photo studio with the photo. She carefully wrapped the photo in oil paper and put it in a file bag, and then went to the department store to choose gifts for her family.

She chose a stationery box for the two children, and bought herself a lotion and cream. When it was Qi Heng's turn, Jiang Shuangling did have a big head.

I don't know what to choose for this man?

Belts? lighter? wallet? Tobacco and alcohol? …

He doesn't seem to need either.

, but she felt he could have one important thing.

—Twenty-four-hole polyphonic harmonica.

She wants to see each other play the harmonica.

After buying it, it was considered to have solved a super big problem. Jiang Shuangling breathed a sigh of relief and went to buy dry goods such as white fungus, longan, red dates, lotus seeds, fried melon seeds, etc., and then went for a luxury. I bought a live chicken and a can of fruit. Later, when I walked to the side of the road, I suddenly heard a loud "bang" at the intersection, and found that there was popcorn there.

It's an old-fashioned popcorn machine like a **** iron pan. Jiang Shuangling hasn't eaten popcorn for a long time, so she just lined up to buy a pound of popcorn.

So far, the twenty dollars she just got has been almost half of her.

Jiang Shuangling took a big bag and a small bag and took a ride home to the family home. She happened to be the last one to get on the car. In addition to the military uniform who was driving on duty, there were also two military sister-in-law. Both Jiang Shuangling knew each other.

One is Luo Hongchun, who is sitting at the other side of the window, and the one who moved her in the middle is Niu Jiadong's mother, who is also the wife of Niu's political commissar, He Yufeng, who is a bit fat and kind. , and waved at her warmly.

"Qi's family, come up quickly, we're going to drive."

"Slow down, brother in front."

"Close the door and roll down the window."

After getting in the car, she closed the door with a "bang". Jiang Shuangling adjusted her position, still carrying a lot of things.

He Yufeng glanced curiously at the things she brought, and Luo Hongchun, who was sitting at the innermost position, couldn't help but look over.

"Why do you buy so many things? There is a happy event at home? A big rooster? I can hear the sound, it's really loud, vanishing cream? Stationery box, hey, this stationery box is beautiful , did you buy it for the two children? How much did you buy it... How much did you spend?"

"Look, there's a new set of clothes."

"Why don't you buy cloth and go back and do it yourself? I think the color of this dress is so beautiful. How long have you been here? Are you making new clothes again? Did you buy cloth and ask a tailor to help you do it?"

"Don't you have a sewing machine at home?"

…

He Yufeng is a thrifty woman who is good at housework. When she saw the things Jiang Shuangling bought, she immediately calculated the cost in her head.

She thought to herself that Jiang Shuangling is really a new daughter-in-law. She doesn't know how to save money for her family.

Life has to be tight.

"You've almost spent a month's salary, Qi family, I'm not talking about you, you can't live like this, you have to save some money."

"Well, okay, thank you sister-in-law." Jiang Shuangling knew that she was indeed spending a lot today, and in the eyes of most people in this era, it was not enough to save.

However, what should be celebrated is still to be celebrated. In her opinion, it should not be unnecessary to save money.

She believes she can make more money in the future.

Luo Hongchun suddenly lengthened her tone at this time: "Emotional money is not earned by yourself, I don't know how distressed it is when it is spent."

"I have some sympathy for Battalion Commander Qi."

"Jiang Shuangling, you bought these things to send them back to your parents' home, right? You've been married to Battalion Commander Qi for some time now. It's time to post some things at home."

"Are there any other brothers and sisters at your parents' house?"

Her tone was rather yin and yang, and He Yufeng's face was a little unsightly after hearing this. Consciously speed up a little bit.

Jiang Shuangling's tone was three-pointed cold, "I have only one younger brother, Jiang Che, and there is no one in my hometown. These are also bought for Qi Heng and the children."

He Yufeng said: "If you really want to send something in the city, it should be sent long ago. Luo Hongchun, didn't you bring something with you when you went to Rongcheng?"

Luo Hongchun's face was dark and stinky. Among the three people in the car, she was the one who actually posted things at home.

She thought she could become a primary school teacher, eat public meals, receive a salary and subsidies, but couldn't help bragging to her parents, brothers, sisters-in-law and brother-in-law earlier, who knows about work In the end, it didn't fall on her head, nor did she buy a bicycle, but her parents were clamoring for filial piety from her.

Now everyone in her family thinks she is a teacher, and she also feels that she is raising her eyebrows there. At this time, let her say that her position has been blown, and Luo Hongchun can't hold that face.

I had to post some filial piety at home, which was bought by her "salary".

Her man found a relationship with her, saying that she was introduced to a textile factory as a basic worker, but the textile factory was far away, the working conditions were poor, the work was tiring, and there was not much money a month, Luo Hongchun is reluctant to go, but if she doesn't go, where will her salary come from?

"That's my misunderstanding, I said the wrong thing, Jiang Shuangling, I apologize to you." Luo Hongchun rolled her eyes, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and suddenly said eagerly: "You and Like me, I haven’t found a job yet. A distant relative of mine has a way, and he said that he got a job in a textile factory, do you want to try it?”

This job is rough work, Luo Hongchun thinks of the female workers she saw just now, all fingers are extremely rough, and her face is very old, Jiang Shuangling has just married now, and she still looks like a A delicate girl, if she were to do this kind of work for a few years, she would probably be about the same as a middle-aged aunt.

"Thank you, no, I'm still taking an art training class recently."

He Yufeng: "Yes, you are really good at learning. He liked the monkey that he painted for Jiadong last time. My man also thinks it looks good and praises you for your good painting."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Jiang Shuangling was a little ashamed when she mentioned that monkey.

The aesthetics of Niu Political Commissar's family is very unique.

"As long as the child likes it."

Luo Hongchun next to him asked curiously, "What monkey?"

"On this monkey head, I even sewed one, it's under my clothes, let me show you, my monkey's craftsmanship is good, I also sewed the one for my family One." He Yufeng and his family really liked this monkey head, and all three of the family sewed a monkey.

Jiang Shuangling was stunned when she saw the monkey in the hem of He Yufeng's clothes, "Sister-in-law Niu, your craftsmanship is good."

He Yufeng happily cooperated with her business exchange: "It's not that I am good at sewing, but you are good at drawing, can you help me draw a new monkey next time."

Jiang Shuangling: "…Yes."

Draw a Monkey King.

I didn't expect the Niu family to like monkeys so much.

She finally understands where Niu Jiadong children's habit of inviting people to see monkeys came from.

It turns out that he is also addicted to inviting people to watch monkeys.

The soldier driving in front wanted to look back.

Luo Hongchun saw the monkey that was sewed crookedly with needles.

Just like this monkey, I want to know what Jiang Shuangling's painting looks like.

It's almost like a child's drawing. What can I learn from an art training class for a few days? It's just something to coax people to play with.

Money, how good it is to keep it to support the children."

"Think about the job in the factory, if you have a job, you will get a salary. Look at the money you spend today, you are buying vanishing cream, clothes, and these big bags and small bags. When you go back, the man will say that you are extravagant, and if you make your own money, it will be different. With the money you earn, you can buy whatever you want."

He Yufeng felt that Luo Hongchun was right, Jiang Shuangling was still young and beautiful, and she didn't know how to live her life carefully.

"The Qi family, you can really consider it."

Jiang Shuangling waved her hand, she is not interested in doing the job introduced by Luo Hongchun, the last time she didn't buy a bicycle, so they had a conflict. Today, she is talking with a gun and a stick. How could someone kindly introduce her to her job, probably to disgust her.

"I have other ways to make money for the time being, look, the things I bought today are the money I made myself, so I thought about using the money I made to give Qi Heng and the children Buy something and be happy together."

He Yufeng was stunned, and Luo Hongchun, who was still watching a good show, was also stunned, "How did you make money?"

"I submitted a manuscript to a pictorial and got some royalties."

He Yufeng looked at her with admiration: "Really? You are so good, it's only been a long time since you've studied, and you can submit articles, no wonder my man sees you, he Say you have a talented woman."

"You are different from other girls."

"It turns out that the battalion commander Qi married an artist."

"What publisher did you submit to?"

"Rongcheng pictorial, see you next month."

"I think I've heard of this, I'll buy one next month to see..."

…

The two chatted for a while, Luo Hongchun next to her bit her lip, and before she could interrupt, the car had already arrived at the family home.

Getting out of the car, Jiang Shuangling went home with her large and small bags. The poor big **** was hung upside down by her and carried by her hand, and the flaming cockscomb was pulling it.

Jiang Shuangling has never killed chickens or ducks with her own hands, so she can only hope that Qi Heng will come back early today.

Or this chicken…

Only watch with the kids.