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This is a woman living in a difficult situation. She is counting over and over again the few change in her hand, worrying about what gift to give her husband for Christmas tomorrow.

The background of the story should be many years ago.

The value of money was still high at that time.

But obviously three yuan and eighty cents is not much.

【She turned around from the window suddenly, stood in front of the wall mirror and looked at herself inside. At this time, her eyes were shining brightly, but her face paled within 20 seconds.She quickly untied her hair, letting it fall down. 】

What is she going to do?

Han Jimei guessed Mrs. A's intention.

With rich reading experience, she even developed some exaggerated associations, such as Mrs. A selling her body for money, and the first customer she met was her husband.

It's not that Han Jimei's mind is unhealthy.

In some special ages, it is not uncommon for someone to sell their body for a living. Chu Kuang may want to restore the cruel side of that era, but if it is only for Christmas gifts...

Is the reason too far-fetched?

Chapter 63 Abruptly

Soon Han Jimei discovered how outrageous her brain supplement was.

Of course Chu Kuang would not write that kind of plot for the sake of irony.

[In this not-so-rich family, there are two most precious things, one is Mr. A's three-generation ancestral gold watch, and the other is Mrs. A's hair.If a rich and beautiful woman lived in the apartment across from the patio, Mrs. A. would hang her hair out the window to dry one day, dwarfing the lady's jewelry and presents.If a rich man piled all his wealth in the basement, Mr. A would take out his gold watch every time he passed there, so that he would blow his beard and stare with envy. 】

This is a very special way of expression.

Because Blue Star doesn't have the accent of English-Chinese translation, Han Jimei found it difficult to speak when reading this kind of expression for the first time, but also found it very interesting.

Well, Han Jimei already knew that Mrs. A was planning to sell her hair.

It was a difficult decision, because this is what Mrs. A loves and is proud of.

[Her beautiful hair is scattered around her body, like a small black waterfall, rushing and shining.

Her hair fell down to her knees, as if it had been spread out for her.

Nervously, she hurriedly combed her hair.

She hesitated for a moment, then stood still, a tear or two splashing on the battered red carpet. 】

The more the words describe how beautiful Mrs. A's hair is,

The more Han Jimei could feel the reluctance and bitterness of this woman.

But the woman finally sold her once-proud hair and successfully exchanged it for 20 yuan.

The gift she bought was a white watch strap worth 23 yuan, which was a huge gain after half an hour of bargaining with the boss.

Mrs. A was overjoyed when she returned home with the only [-] cents left on her body.

original……

[Although Mr.'s watch is luxurious, but because he only uses an old leather strap instead of the chain, he sometimes just glances at it secretly. 】

When she got home, she looked in the mirror repeatedly.

With short hair and a bandage, she looks like a primary school student who skipped class.

That's when she started to worry.

Mr. will be angry, right?

Will you scold me severely?

After all, he has praised his hair countless times. Without long hair, is he still so beautiful in his heart?

She hesitated and felt anxious.

Seeing this, Han Jimei couldn't help feeling sorry for this woman.

If there is a Tang Dynasty in this world, Han Jimei will definitely think of the saying that "poor couples are sad for everything", and then worry about it.

But what should come will always come.

The story is still from the perspective of Mrs. A:

[The door opens, and her husband walks in, closing the door behind him.He was thin and very serious.Poor man, he's only 22 years old--and already carrying the burden of the family!He also needs a new coat and doesn't even have gloves. 】

She really loves her husband.

It's not that Chu Kuang has been using words to describe how sincere her love is, but the many emotions that can be seen through the details between the lines.

Will sir be angry?

Han Jimei was a little afraid to look down, but she finally continued to look down:

["Have you cut your hair off?" asked Mr. laboriously, as if, after racking his brains, he had not grasped the obvious fact. 】

Does this count as anger?

Like Mrs. A, Han Jimei was curious about her husband's state of mind at the moment. She didn't know if a big slap would come over her the next moment——

Only a scumbag would do this!

If this is the case, she will not easily read Chu Kuang's novels in the future.

【"It was not only cut, but also sold." Mrs. A asked: "No matter what, do you still like me the same? Although I don't have hair, I'm still me, aren't I?"】

She was so cautious that she was a little humble.

At this point the story has come to an end.

Han Jimei couldn't figure out how the story would end until she saw the following text:

[The gentleman takes a package out of his coat pocket and throws it on the table.

"Don't get me wrong, my dear," he said. "Whether it's a haircut, a shave, or a wash, I'll never be less in love with my girl. But just open that package, and you'll I will understand why you stunned me just now."

White fingers nimbly tore the rope and wrapping paper.Then came a cry of ecstasy; and then, Oops!The sudden transition into female nervous tears and wailing immediately demanded all the means available from the owner of the apartment to comfort her. 】

It's a comb!

In front of you, what Mr. took out was the set of combs inserted into the hair——

A full set of hair combs, for the temples, for the back, everything you expect;

It was originally in a window in the busiest street far from the apartment. Mrs. A had been longing for something for a long time, but it was too expensive, she was reluctant and had no money to buy it.

This is made of pure tortoiseshell!A beautiful comb with jewels on the side!

To match Mrs. A's lost hair, there is no other suitable color.

Madam knew that this set of hair combs was very precious, and she had been fascinated by it for a long time, but she never had any hope of possessing it.It was hers now, but the hair that wore these long-desired ornaments was gone.

"..."

Han Jimmy opened his mouth wide.

She couldn't describe how she felt at the moment.

However, the text faithfully restored Mrs. A's mood with details: [She held this set of hair combs in her arms, and it took a long time before she raised her misty tearful eyes and said to Mr. A with a smile: "My hair is very long quick!"】

Then Mrs. A took out the strap.

She looked at her husband expectantly and said, "Is it beautiful? I found it after traveling all over the city. Now you have to look at your watch hundreds of times every day. Give me your watch, and I want to see if it fits on the watch." look."]

Han Jimei gradually relieved, and showed a skilled aunt smile.

Although Mrs. A sold her hair, Mr. A was not angry, but sighed that the comb had temporarily lost its usefulness——

very nice.

The ending of the story like this is really full of beautiful imagery, which makes people almost unable to help but want to fall in love, even though Han Jimei is a married woman.

Take a sip of tea.

Han Jimei looked at the last paragraph, she thought it would be a summary text, and short stories like to make a summary at the end.

Like "It was a beautiful love" or something?

But seeing the next paragraph, the tea in her mouth almost sprayed onto the magazine:

【Mr. did not follow her words.

He just fell back on the couch, put his hands on his head and laughed: "We put the Christmas presents aside for the time being. They are so good. It would be a pity to use them now-I sold the gold watch and exchanged it." I paid for your hairbrush."]

The story ends here.

At this moment, Han Jimei was dumbfounded.

Chapter 64 Classics

After being in a trance for more than ten seconds, Han Jimei finally recovered.

She never expected that it would end like this...

The lady sold her beautiful long hair and bought a gold watch strap for the husband, and the husband sold his favorite gold watch to buy the long-awaited hair comb for the lady.

They sacrificed the most precious possessions of the family for each other, but the gifts they gave each other lost their original value at the same time.

This kind of ending is too cruel to say, but it is always dumbfounding——

And in such a humorous contradiction, the love between Mr. and Mrs. is vented on the paper, and it is vividly displayed!

It's a love that makes people yearn for it.

Han Jimi closed the magazine thoughtfully.

She suddenly thought:

Such a good story should have appeared in the tribe's literature section, just like Chu Kuang's "Artificial Beauty".

"Why did you miss Chu Kuang in the end?"

Obviously he chose our platform at the beginning.

A gleam flashed in Han Jimei's eyes, and he pressed the green button on the upper left corner of the desk: "The editor-in-chief's plenary meeting will be held in five minutes."

Why has the tribe's literature section been tepid?

Because the quality of stories in the literature section is not as good as magazines on the market.

In the final analysis, the reason for thinking is that the tribe's literature section is not attractive enough for excellent writers!

How can I change this situation?

It's very simple, that is to grab the story, grab the author!

Excellent writers like Chu Kuang are worthy of being snatched by tribal literature. Han Jimei believes that he will eventually be able to impress outstanding writers like Chu Kuang.

With this in mind, Han Jimi started the editor-in-chief meeting.

One of the first questions she asked at the meeting was: "Why isn't tribal literature the first platform of choice for writers?"

This is actually the most important question.

The editor-in-chief on the right smiled: "Apart from the fact that the literature section is relatively special as an online publishing platform, the most important reason is that we haven't paid the authors enough."

Writers also have to make a living.

Relying on the rewards from the online platform alone is not enough.

Han Jimei stood up, pressed her hands on the table, and lowered her body slightly: "I will apply for funding from the higher ups, do you know what to do?"

"Poach people!"

The editors understood.

Han Jimei smiled slightly: "I'm going to see your target list tonight. The number of writers in the first batch should not be less than [-]. Let's play with one vote."

"It seems that we are going to compete with the major magazines."

The editor-in-chiefs smiled. They did not lack writer contacts. If they had enough funds, it would not be difficult to find excellent writers.

"very good."

Han Jimei straightened her back: "It seems that you all have targets to be poached. Let me recommend someone to your poaching list first."

"Who?"