He Ping happily went to the brigade house with his torn bedding.

After entering the warehouse, someone was sitting on the ground burning the kang hole.

Generally, the places where the kangs in the northeast are burned in the outer room, that is, the kitchen. However, there is a kind of kang that is more special. Some places are called fire walls. Usually there is such a fire wall in the houses that are not living. They are usually built along the north wall, which is about the same height as the kang, about half a meter wide, and a kang hole is left on the side to burn the fire. Simply put, it is a narrower kang.

Anyone who has lived in a bungalow knows that it is generally recommended to face north and south. The north gable is often the coldest place. After the fire wall is burned, the temperature in the house will increase a lot.

The man heard someone entering the house and turned around, and He Ping quickly greeted him, "Uncle Weiguo."

"Why are you here?"

"The captain saw that my room was too cold, so he asked me to come and see a warehouse."

After hearing He Ping's words, Han Weiguo didn't say anything and continued to burn the fire.

These days, He Ping has recognized almost everyone in the team. Han Weiguo and the captain are of the same generation, but the age difference is a bit big, and this year they are just in their early forties.

When he was young, he joined the army. In 1962, he was blown off one of his legs by a landmine in his self-defense counterattack against India. After retiring, he returned to his hometown. The old man at home died a few years ago.

Because he is a disabled person, even though he is a veteran, finding a partner has become a difficult problem. The team arranged for him to be a custodian, and he would guard the warehouse on weekdays and take turns to work with everyone at night.

Han Weiguo was taciturn and rarely spoke on weekdays, so He Ping did not take it seriously.

After laying the bedding and chatting for a few idle words, He Ping used the excuse to write a letter and went to the office next to him.

It’s great to pull the light rope open, the long-lost lights.

There are amplifiers, microphones and sockets on the desk.

He Ping charged his phone with excitement.

"Buzz!" What a pleasant voice, this is modern civilization!

He Ping took off his clothes to cover the charging cable and mobile phone, and took out paper and pen from his desk.

It’s not that he really wrote a letter, he didn’t know who he should write to.

He Ping planned to write something. In the past few days, he thought about it carefully. As a time traveler, he was in the early stage of reform and opening up, and his policies were still very unstable. He often changed his orders every day. At this time, there is no problem in improving and improving life. If you want to become bigger and stronger, you have to stay in for a few years. For specific examples, please refer to the Fool Guazizizi.

The most urgent thing in front of him is to improve his life. In this era when transportation and information are relatively closed, he really doesn’t have many things to do. The most promising option that ruled out, the way he can think of to improve his life is to take the entertainment route.

As for getting rich through labor, labor is impossible, and it is impossible to work in this life. After these two days of labor reform, He Ping deeply realized one thing: workers are the most glorious people, and only glorious.

Writing is a matter of no threshold, but the threshold for making a living by writing is not low. Fortunately, He Ping also has a smartphone. Thanks to K**DLE, WX for reading, and a cloud disk for a certain amount of cloud disk. He Ping couldn't help but feel excited when he remembered the books of several G on his phone.

He rubbed the smooth mobile phone case, and it was up to you to improve his life.

Let’s look at k**dle first, thank you for your good habit of supporting the genuine version for so many years.

Dragon clan? It’s not suitable. Writing fantasy literature in this era is about looking for shit.

Kafka by the sea? No, Laocun’s novels are too bourgeois, and they are not suitable. In this era, the world of realist literature is still the world. Let’s read it again to see if there are any books on this aspect.

Mo Yan’s collection of essays? This is good, just let me know.

Life? Luyao, this can be found.

Canghai? Martial Arts? You can also try this.

A collection of short stories from Liu Cixin?, Are there anyone watching science fiction these days? By the way, in which year was the science fiction world released?

After picking for more than half an hour, I finally found a few books that were not born in this era and are in line with the characteristics of the times.

Let’s start with short stories. After all, there are no computers in this era, and typing depends entirely on one hand. A large novel can make He Ping so desperate.

Just take a few short stories and try to write as many styles as possible. Just cast a wide net!

Although realisticism is popular these days, there are a thousand Hamlets in the minds of a thousand readers, who knows which editor is good at?

I tried reading a few short stories I carefully selected. Yes, there is nothing inconsistency.

Shake your wrists and create.

This was written for more than an hour, rubbing dry eyes and sore wrists. He Ping looked at the three pages of paper he wrote and wanted to cry. Unexpectedly, it was not easy to be a copywriter. One-half of a novel has not been finished in more than an hour.

I looked at my phone and it was already past nine o'clock and the phone was charged.

Take your time.

He Ping stood up and moved for a while. The people in the team had already fallen asleep at this time, and it was pitch black outside.

He went to the warehouse to discuss some with Uncle Wei Guo. He used the excuse of writing a letter himself and wanted to be on duty in the middle of the night and let Uncle Wei Guo change shifts with him in the middle of the night.

He inspected several other rooms where farm tools and supplies were piled up. He said it was to prevent theft, but this was a low-probability incident after all, and the mouse was the one who was most aware of.

Don’t underestimate the mouse, thinking that that small body lattice can’t eat much. As one of the four real evils, its destructive power is much more amazing than its small body lattice.

Let me put it this way, if the farmer has a jar of rice and the family goes out for a week and can have half a jar of rice left, it is considered a mouse who is kind-hearted.

After checking the granary house, he found nothing unusual, so He Ping continued to go back to the house to write his own novel.

At about one o'clock in the middle of the night, He Ping was really sleepy and was about to go to the granary room to take a look. He was ready to change shifts with Uncle Wei Guo.

He Ping entered the granary. It was a good time for the mouse to move out in the middle of the night. He was about to use a flashlight to illuminate around when he heard the chirping sound in his ears.

There are rats!

He Ping picked up the shovel beside the door and was about to give the thief a mountain to press the top of the thief who was stealing food. He Ping was shocked.

What?

He Ping was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He turned his mind and it should be the eyes of some kind of animal.

Sure enough, the two blue beams rushed towards the source of the chirping. After a while, a scream of ghosts and wolves howling came, making He Ping creepy. The sound made the person's scalp numb and he couldn't help but get goose bumps.

He Ping took the courage to walk inside, and the flashlight shone through the place where the sound was made. He saw a fat mouse being caught in the claws by a weasel and struggling desperately.

When the weasel saw someone coming, he grabbed the mouse and rushed to the windowsill in a few seconds, and walked out of the room along the leaking air.

He Ping breathed a sigh of relief. Although there was no danger, it was enough to make people feel refreshed when it was late at night.
Chapter completed!