The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 73

"Why is it a dream? Teacher Zhou looked down upon herself too much. If you print and publish these books, you will definitely earn a lot of manuscript fees."

    Ye Qingshui recalled that although she did not take the college entrance examination in her previous life, she Xie Tingyu participated. During the time she was preparing for the exam, she was even more nervous than Xie Tingyu, and was always actively inquiring whenever new news came out.

    Ye Qingshui still remembers that when the college entrance examination was resumed that year, a set of "Self-study Books on Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" from the printing plant in City S was sold out. In order to buy precious information books, many people queued up early, and the books were sold out within ten minutes after the bookstore opened. Some people also trusted the relationship everywhere, and asked friends in S city to send this book.

    Ye Qingshui flipped through Zhou Cunren's manuscript, and the yellowed book focused on revising the third edition.

    She was in awe, even if she didn't hold any hope, as if she was doing "useless" work, Mr. Zhou's attitude was very strict.

    Ye Qingshui's eyes were gradually full of hope, and she believed that these books that condensed his painstaking efforts would be published!

    Zhou Ke suddenly raised his head, and the dark and soft eyes showed longing, "Great, great! Grandpa, we have the money to treat the disease!"

    Zhou Cunren was silent for a long time after hearing what Ye Qingshui said.

    "Publishing?"

    Ye Qingshui nodded vigorously.

    Zhou Cunren's hands couldn't stop trembling, and for a moment, a warm current surged into his heart, making his chest warm. He lowered his head and continued to write, so that he could control his excitement without showing his gaffe.

    Ye Qingshui took the bacon from the rucksack he brought, and said, “I didn’t know before I came here. Now Teacher Zhou has this disease and can’t eat it. Teacher Zhou needs to take more nutrition and eat some soft, liquid. Food.”

    Fortunately, Ye Qingshui also bought five kilograms of noodles and three kilograms of rice. While talking, he was taking out some money and tickets from his pocket and secretly putting them in.

    "Does Ke'er know how to take care of grandpa?"

    Zhou Ke nodded.

    Although he has been choking and drying his food these days, all he eats for his grandpa is soft porridge.

    "Drink more warm water and have a good attitude." Ye Qingshui said.

    After that, she rolled up her sleeves, went to the supply and marketing agency to buy ten catties of briquettes, and carried them back neatly.

    She wiped her sweat, "Can I take this back and copy it?"

    "You take it," Zhou Cunren said.

    After Ye Qingshui left, Zhou Ke opened the straw bag she left behind. He slowly took out a bag of flour and a bag of rice from it, with scattered money tickets at the bottom.

    The dazzling white flour that was newly laid last year, exudes a strong aroma of wheat, the rice grains are crystal clear and full, and the fragrance is fragrant. Fifty dollars and 30 catties of food stamps.

    So much...

    Zhou Ke sniffed, holding the grain and crying steadily. This bag of life-saving food given by Ye Qingshui became an indelible memory in his life.