Li Wen's family has already discussed it. At Li Wen's suggestion, they chose two positions at the agricultural machinery repair station and the bus station. They gave the food factory job to the aunt's family, Zhao Jianjun, and the flour factory to the second aunt's family, Zhou Weiguo.

"Brother-in-law, please give us the quota for the agricultural machinery repair station and the bus station. Let Jianjun go to the food factory. Let Weiguo go to the flour mill. Father Li Deyou smoked the flue."

"Really, uncle, let me go to the food factory," Zhao Jianjun said in surprise?

"What's wrong, you don't want to go? These indicators are all voluntary and you can give them to others if you don't want to go," my father said, looking at Zhao Jianjun who was beaming with joy."

"No, no, I want to go. I thought uncle, you asked Awu to go to the food factory. I didn't expect you to be so generous."

Haha, you kid, you miss your uncle so much, Li Deyou smiled and pointed at Zhao Jianjun."

"Your father is running these jobs, so the three of you choose first. There is no problem with these positions. Father looked at them and said."

No problem, I'll go to the machine repair station, Li Quan said with a smile, I'll go to the bus station, Li Wu nodded, then I'll be a food factory, Zhao Jianjun smiled.

"That's good, that's it. Let's wait for your uncle to get the work quota tomorrow. In a few days, your second aunt will come to our house and give the quota to the boy Weiguo. Father Li Deyou looked at them and said."

"Sister, it's getting late. It's almost two o'clock. We were afraid that Mom and the others would be worried, so we left first. My father smiled at my aunt."

"Okay, you go back. Slow down on the road," the aunt said with a smile.

"Dad, you and my second uncle are going home. I want to sleep at my aunt's house tonight. I'll go to my classmates' house tomorrow to see if there are any connections." Li Wen looked at his father who was about to leave and said.

"Okay, you can stay at your aunt's house tonight. Father Li looked at Li Wen, nodded, and went back with a few others."

"Awen, you and your cousin will sleep in the same room tonight," said second cousin Zhao Jianjun with a smile.

"No problem, Li Wen said with a smile."

"Okay, Awen, you and Jianjun go sleep in the same room. It's getting late, let's go to bed early," the aunt said with a smile.

Li Wen and Zhao Jianjun came to his room. The houses in the city were all brick houses. Zhao Jianjun's room also had a kang, and the floor was paved with blue bricks. There was a wardrobe and a desk in the room, which was better than Li Wen's.

The room is much better.

"Cousin, you have graduated from junior high school. What are you going to do? Are you going to go home or repeat another year this year? I said you are repeating one year. You are good at studying, but this time you have made a mistake. The high school entrance examination next year will be a piece of cake.

Zhao Jianjun smiled. "

"I'm going to write, Li Wendao. I submitted an article to the county's production newspaper last year and received a royalties of 80 cents. I think the writing should be good," Li Wen said calmly, staring at the beams."

"Wow! Cousin, your article has actually been published in the newspaper. You are so amazing," Zhao Jianjun said in shock.

"If you can write, then you can. My Chinese language teacher in high school often contributes literary works to county newspapers, city newspapers and even magazines. I heard that his monthly contribution income is hundreds of yuan, which is much better than salary. Zhao Jianjun

Envy said."

"Cousin, originally, I was still hesitant. After hearing what you said, I am more sure. Tomorrow I will go find some newspapers and check the addresses of magazines and newspapers. When I get home, I will write and submit articles, Li Wen said excitedly."

"Cousin, you have already applied for the county newspaper, you are so talented, you must be able to do it, I support you, Zhao Jianjun said with a smile."

When Li Wen got up from bed in the morning, he had developed a biological clock and would wake up at a fixed time in the morning.

Looking at his sleeping cousin beside him, Li Wen gently got down from the kang.

"Get up Awen, why don't you get up so early and get some more sleep? My aunt is cleaning the yard and saw Li Wen and said with a smile."

"Auntie, I'm used to this at home," Li Wen said with a smile.

"We rural children are still diligent. Your cousin has to get up for at least an hour. I still have to rush up every day. My aunt smiled and chatted with Li Wen."

"There is no farm work in your city. No matter how early you get up, it won't matter. You are still smiling, Li Wen is smiling."

"Hi! Your cousin didn't find a job after graduating from high school. He wandered around the city all day long. He was asked to do odd jobs but he didn't look down on him. He was very angry. Thanks to you this time, Awen. Otherwise, I was afraid that he would play with it.

It’s hard to discipline them if they’re wild.”

"Come, you eat first, we don't care about him. In my family, everyone eats his own food. Your two cousins ​​are the first to go to school in the morning, followed by your uncle and eldest cousin, and lastly the second one eats. He laughed as he spoke

."

The millet porridge I drank in the morning was just pickles, and the corn pancakes I ate were pretty good, better than those in rural areas.

After eating, Li Wen saw that his second cousin had not gotten up yet, so he said hello to his aunt and left.

The county seat is indeed much more prosperous than the town. Baozi shops, state-owned stores, department stores, supply and marketing cooperatives, and the streets are already full of people after seven o'clock in the morning.

Li Wen went to the post office and bought a few stamps, which cost four cents per piece within the province and eight cents outside the province. When the time came, he would mail his writing directly to the town commune.

Li Wen didn't have enough to eat at his aunt's house, so he took out the steamed buns he bought a few days ago from the space, which were still warm, and walked to the county library while eating.

The library had just opened at eight o'clock in the morning, and there were still very few people reading. Li Wen walked in. Li Wen had been to the county library many times when he was in school, and he was familiar with the way.

I went to the bookshelf of literary works, took out a new magazine of People's Literature and started reading it.

The people's literature created during the founding of the People's Republic of China is very important in the eyes of readers and writers. If Li Wen wants to write, he must take it as his ultimate goal.

At this time, most people's literature included collections of prose poems, literary novels, and red articles praising the organization. Li Wen must have a clear intention when writing in the future and pay attention to avoiding pitfalls.

After reading for a while, I found that the collections of poems and novels by several writers were generally based on scar literature, with relatively little realistic literature.

Li Wen then read a series of literary magazines such as Science Magazine, Middle School Student, and Communist Youth League, and borrowed some newspapers from the front desk shelf to read some articles and manuscripts published in the newspapers.

As lunch time approached, Li Wencai reluctantly put down the book in his hand and rushed to his aunt's house.

"What did Ah Wen do this morning to get back?" Zhao Jianjun, the second cousin who was sitting in the yard enjoying the shade, said with a smile when he saw Li Wen standing up at the door.

Didn't I say yesterday that I would go to my classmate's house? This morning I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I went to visit your classmate's house.

"Awen, I'm back," my eldest cousin works in a fertilizer company and his work is quite dirty. It's too hot in the summer. Every day when I go home for lunch, I have to wash up. The eldest cousin who was washing came out of the bathroom and looked at

Li Wen smiled.

"Come to Awen and have a meal. Today at noon, your cousin went to the supply and marketing cooperative to drink a pound of pork. Today he will eat fried noodles with fried noodles. My aunt handed the rice bowl to Li Wen and said with a smile."

"You-splashed noodles and steamed noodles are my favorite," Li Wen said in surprise as he took the bowl and chopsticks.

Looking at the chili peppers splashed with red oil, and the meat dumplings and a scrambled egg on the side, Li Wen knew that his aunt was entertaining him. He was already hungry after reading all morning, so he started to stir things up without saying a word.

"Auntie, the oil noodles you make are so delicious and chewy, just like my mother-in-law's. Li Wen swallowed a mouthful of noodles and said flatteringly."

"Haha, I learned my cooking from your mother-in-law. If it's delicious, eat more. There's also a kitchen," Li Xiulan sat aside and said with a smile.

"My uncle didn't come back from get off work, so Li Wen asked."

"Your uncle came back and left in a hurry to meet his work quota," the aunt smiled.

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, uncle," Li Wen nodded and continued eating without talking.

After dinner, Li Wen and his second cousin Zhao Jianjun each had a deck chair and lay under the big tree in the yard to enjoy the cool air.

"Cousin, there is a shop selling used books over there. I have been studying in the county for several years and have never found one," Li Wen said doubtfully.

"Hey! Is there any place that sells used books? They are all sold to the scrap collection station. If you want used books, go to the scrap collection station and quietly give the old guard some money. You can go inside and pick them out yourself," Zhao Jianjun said with his eyes closed.

Li Wen patted his forehead, wondering why he had forgotten this place. The newspapers and magazines and books he read every day were no longer useful to anyone who read them. They must have been sold to scrap collection stations. No wonder they are not available on the market.

After eating, people want to lie down and sleep. This is a physiological reaction of the human body and it is normal. During the two-hour lunch break, Li Wen took a shower and said goodbye to his aunt and family.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still relatively hot. Li Wen hurried to the scrap collection station. The door was closed. Li Wen quietly came to the guard room and saw an old man in his fifties sleeping on a couch.

"Master, wake up, Li Wen shouted softly!"

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The old man who woke up looked at Li Wen with sleepy eyes and asked alertly.

Li Wen took out a Monkey King cigarette and handed it over, and the uncle smoked.

"Not bad, it's still a filter cigarette. The old man took the cigarette and took out a match to light it. He took a puff and woke up. What are you doing here?

"Uncle, I want to buy some scrap newspapers and old books. See if it can be convenient," Li Wen said with a smile.

"You've come at the right time, kid. Go ahead and pick the innermost room. Hurry up!"

The doorman pointed to the innermost room in the venue and said.

Li Wen hurried to the room, where newspapers were piled up at most half of the room, and old books more than two meters high were scattered on the floor.

Li Wen hurriedly started flipping through the pages. There were actually a lot of ancient books bound in thread, and some calligraphy and paintings were scattered on the pile of books.

Li Wen collected several complete sets of calligraphy and paintings based on the material, and also collected all the older-looking thread-bound ancient books into the space.

Ten minutes later, Li Wen carried more than twenty books from the room and a stack of newspapers to the guard room.

"Uncle, please calculate how much it will cost," Li Wen handed over a cigarette and said with a smile.

"Well, I got a lot of them, but they are some old books that are not valuable. It's easier for me to pay you 80 cents," the guard said with a smile.

Li Wen felt happy that he had come to the right place, so he took out a dollar and handed it over.

"Thank you for your hard work, uncle. You don't need to change the twenty cents. It's considered your hard work."
Chapter completed!