Reborn in 70s as a hot mom

There was nothing to cover in the alleyway. Fan Aihua's back was facing her, and the old man was also facing sideways. If he didn't turn his face, Ruan Qingling would not be discovered.

Ruan Qingling just took a look and went into the health center.

When Lao Wu saw the ointment Ruan Qingling sent back, he immediately asked Ruan Qingling: "Xiao Ruan, this is the only ointment left. There is no ointment in the health center for the time being. When will you make more?"

Ruan Qingling said: "Song Shiting is not in good health recently and is very busy at home, so he has no time to do it."

Lao Wu said: "I can understand that I am busy at home, but can you squeeze in some time and give me this medicine in advance? Otherwise, if it takes too long, the people who need it will not be able to find the medicine."

Ruan Qingling said: "It depends on the situation. I can't confirm the time with you for the time being."

Old Wu said: "Okay, anyway, don't delay for too long, just try to arrange it in advance."

He didn't dare to rush Ruan Qingling, he just reminded her.

Ruan Qingling walked to the door, then came back and said, "Brother Wu, I want to trouble you with something."

Old Wu asked: "What's the matter?"

Ruan Qingling: "I want to check the student in this training class. Her surname is Fan and her name is Fan Aihua. What introduction process did she use to participate in the training? As far as I know, she worked in a factory before."

Fan Aihua had always wanted to work in a garment factory. It turned out to be the vacancy she didn't want.

Old Wu said: "I can help you find out. I will tell you after I find out the news."

Ruan Qingling smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Brother Wu."

Old Wu smiled and said, "You're welcome. The main thing is that you help me make the ointment quickly. Everything can be discussed easily."

Ruan Qingling nodded and said, "I'll try my best."

When Ruan Qingling arrived at the classroom, Fan Aihua happened to come in from outside.

Seeing Ruan Qingling, her eyes flashed slightly and asked: "Sister Ruan, when will you come over? Why didn't I see you on the road?"

Ruan Qingling glanced at her and said, "I saw you just now, but you didn't see me?"

After saying this, Fan Aihua paused and immediately asked: "Where are you? Why didn't I see you?"

"On the way." Ruan Qingling smiled.

Fan Aihua's eyes changed slightly, but she didn't dare to continue asking.

He covered up his confusion with a smile.

In addition, Lao Zeng's figure appeared at the door, and she did not dare to speak anymore.

...

Song Shiting was reading in the afternoon when he heard the postman calling Ruan Qingling outside to pick up the letter.

Song Shiting went out and took the letter back from Ruan Qingling.

Look at the signature of a certain editorial office above, and there is more than one letter.

They are two thick letters.

Thinking of the last letter Ruan Qingling sent, Song Shiting's eyes moved slightly.

……

Ruan Qingling went to pick up Yaya after class and then came back. When she got home, she saw Song Shiting's busy figure.

Yaya immediately shouted: "Dad...Dad..."

Song Shiting was very happy, but because Yaya had gained weight now, Ruan Qingling suggested that Song Shiting not hold Yaya for the time being, and Song Shiting could only play with Yaya when he lay down.

Ruan Qingling said: "Dad is busy, you play by yourself first, and you can eat later. Mom washes her hands, and you should wash yours too."

As soon as I get home, I chat with Yaya, so that the emotional connection between Yaya and her parents will always be there.

Ruan Qingling took a basin, filled it with water, washed her hands and changed the water, and took a towel to wipe Yaya's face and hands.

Yaya was happy.

Song Shiting said to Qing Ling while cooking, "There is your letter on the table."

There is a reply!

Ruan Qingling had a bright smile on her face and replied: "Okay!"

Yaya didn't know what made her mother happy. Anyway, when her mother had a smile on her face, she shook her body happily.

Dancing inside the fence car.

After dinner, Ruan Qingling handed Yaya to Song Shiting, went to the room, and opened the letter on the table.

The first letter was a sample manuscript sent to her after her manuscript was requisitioned, and there were five yuan wrapped in the sample manuscript.

Royalties!

The other envelope was thicker and belonged to a magazine. In addition to the sample manuscript, there was also an invitation letter, specifically inviting her to continue the serialization.

Ruan Qingling laughed inexplicably.

Her laughter came from inside the room. Song Shiting looked surprised when he heard the laughter inside.

What makes her smile so well?

Yaya heard her mother's laughter and lay down next to the fence cart. She held the top with both hands and kicked the bottom with her feet, trying to climb out, but the fence cart was a bit high.

She couldn't get out yet.

He became anxious because he couldn't crawl out, and his voice changed in tone, calling "Daddy, Daddy...".

Song Shiting had just walked over and was about to pick Yaya up. At this time, Ruan Qingling came out of the room and said to Song Shiting, "Don't hold her."

Yaya immediately stretched out her hand towards her.

Ruan Qingling picked up her daughter and kissed her cheek.

Song Shiting saw that she was happy and asked, "What makes you so happy?"

Ruan Qingling said: "There are two good responses."

She put the royalties on the table, a total of 25 yuan.

Song Shiting's brows raised slightly.

Ruan Qingling said: "I can also make money."

There was a proud smile on her bright face.

Some time ago, the money I spent and lived in belonged to Song Shiting, and now I am even more happy to be able to use my own.

Song Shiting nodded.

Ruan Qingling said: "Originally, I thought I would try writing a manuscript, but I didn't expect it would really work. Crown Magazine also invited me to write a serial for them in the future."

Being able to publish a serial is equivalent to a stable monthly income for her.

is a good thing.

20 yuan is no less than what others earn in a month.

Even if you work as a nurse in a health center, it only costs 25 yuan a month.

If Ruan Qingling works hard, she will make no less money than anyone else.

Song Shiting felt that he should also work hard to make money.

He didn't make any money during this time, but instead got hurt.

He said: "If I am injured, my employer will give me a subsidy and will be paid together with my salary next month."

Ruan Qingling said: "Okay. Now we still have this little money to supplement our living. Plus I only have some left on hand, so don't worry."

25 yuan can last a long time for them now.

Besides, there was still a lot of money left over from Song Shiting.

In the evening, Ruan Qingling created passionately.

Yaya and Song Shiting were playing on the bed.

Ruan Qingling was creating on the side.

Such a night may seem ordinary, but in fact it is full of warmth.

For Song Shiting, all he wanted was such a peaceful and warm life.

He lay on the bed and raised his eyelids slightly.

Ruan Qingling's shadow was projected diagonally on the wall.

He raised his chin slightly.

When he raised his chin, he kissed the back of Ruan Qingling's head at the corner of his shadow's lips.

Song Shiting looked at his own shadow and lost his mind...