There is no shortage of small hotels near the station. The two of them chose a cleaner one and asked for a room.
Then the two had supper.
Cheng Tianyuan asked her to rest in the room and went out to face the cold wind.
"The ticket office has been closed, but I heard that there are many people queuing up every day, so it is not easy to buy tickets."
Xue Ling thought for a while and explained: "There must be many people here who go back to their hometown for the New Year, and now they have to come back here. We are passing through the provincial capital, so the tickets should not be so tight."
Cheng Tianyuan also felt it was reasonable and said, "Let's take a break earlier, and I'll queue up to buy it tomorrow morning."
Xue Ling was not sleepy, so he took out the translated notebook and looked like it.
"I haven't started writing these days. If I slacked off, my mind would probably be rusted."
Cheng Tianyuan poured her a cup of hot water, drank half a cup by himself, and then went to bed first.
Xue Ling didn't go to bed until midnight when she woke up the next day, and it was already past nine o'clock.
Cheng Tianyuan sat on the edge of the bed waiting for her to wake up, and raised the ticket in her hand.
"If you don't wake up, you may not be able to catch up. If the ticket at 10:30, if the train goes fast, you should be able to arrive in Rongcheng in the evening."
Xue Ling lifted the quilt and sat up, laughed and shouted, "Hurry! Let's have breakfast, and then get in the car!"
There are few cars to Rongcheng, and the journey is open smoothly and arrives at around 5 o'clock in the evening.
The couple took the bus and walked a short distance, and finally returned to the rental house on Songming Road when night fell.
The lights were on in the room, and the sound of pots and pans came out.
Xue Ling shouted happily: "Dad! Mom! We are back!"
...
Cheng's father and Cheng's mother each held a lot of gifts, smiled and told them to rest early and go back to their small room.
Xue Ling was so excited when she looked around spotlessly cleaned and drank hot tea.
After staying here for more than half a year, after going out for more than ten days, I felt excited about going home.
While packing his luggage, Cheng Tianyuan urged: "It's a bit late, go take a shower and rest first. Mom has already boiled two large pots of hot water. Be careful when you carry it."
Xue Ling leaned lazily on the sofa and laughed: "Don't worry, go later."
Cheng Tianyuan couldn't help asking: "Didn't you mean you have to go to work tomorrow?"
"Well..." Xue Ling couldn't help but remember what Liu Xing said to him on the day of Xiaonian, and responded a little absent-mindedly: "Yes, I'll go tomorrow."
Cheng Tianyuan looked down on her and whispered: "Wife, you are too greedy. You are going to work in the newspaper office, you are working as a part-time translator, and you are planning to sell clothes - do you think you are Sun Wukong and you can have ninety-nine
Eighty-one change?”
"Hehe!" Xue Ling was amused by him and shook her head and explained: "Didn't I tell you early in the morning? Going to the newspaper office is only temporary, not long-term."
Cheng Tianyuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Are you planning to resign?"
"I didn't plan to be so early." Xue Ling told him the eavesdropping of Liu Xing that day, and analyzed: "This column is very small. I have always been doing it alone. The work is really easy.
It’s better to be an old lady in her seventies or eighties.”
Cheng Tianyuan teased and smiled: "I have only heard countless people complain about not having easy work. This is the first time I heard someone say it's too easy and not suitable."
Xue Ling shrugged and explained: "The newspaper was originally working at the fifth and sixth day of the lunar month, so I deliberately postponed it for two days to try the director's attitude."
If the newspaper still needs her, she will stay for the time being.
If she thinks her job is too simple and wants to assign more columns to her, she may have to quit her voluntarily.
Her major is English, and the reason she can work in the newspaper is because of the needs of this English learning column.
"I'm not good at other columns. I'm not that piece of material, so I'm definitely not able to receive it. The reason why I asked my dad for those defective products to come here is to leave more ways for myself."
Cheng Tianyuan smiled slightly and said, "No wonder..."
...
The next morning, Xue Ling rode his bicycle to the newspaper after eating.
She went a little early, with only four colleagues in the office.
"Ah! Xue Ling is back! I heard that you have returned to your mother's house in the imperial capital for the New Year!"
"Yesterday the director was asking why you haven't started working yet, fortunately you are here!"
Xue Ling took out a few boxes of audio tapes from the bag and gave them one box each.
My colleagues all liked it very much and thanked me one after another.
"The songs in Taiwan are all very sweet, my lover likes them the most!"
"There are no stores here in Rongcheng, and the bookstore only sells a few boxes of English learning, which is very boring!"
After a while, all the colleagues came one after another.
Xue Ling is still a box of audio tapes for each person, and everyone is the same.
Director Liu also came, thanked him for taking the tape, and looked at her gently with his eyes.
"Xiao Xue, why is it so late? Didn't you agree to go to work for the fifth day of the New Year?"
Xue Ling smiled and replied: "Sorry, I'm back to my mother's home during the Chinese New Year. Train tickets are too difficult to buy, so in the end there was no way. My father had to ask his old friend to buy a plane ticket. Yesterday, he flew to the provincial capital and then took a bus to here.
”
After hearing this, Director Liu couldn't say anything else.
"Then you... drive the column away and don't miss the printing on the weekend."
Xue Ling quickly responded and said, "Don't worry, I will catch up."
Director Liu left, but hesitated and retreated.
"Xiao Xue, the work in the newspaper has division of labor. During the days you have been here, you are responsible for the English column alone. There is not much content in this column. You can use your spare time to learn from Editor Lin and help me in the future.
Love'this section."
Xue Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, no surprise at all.
"Director... I'm afraid I can't do it. I'm not a Chinese graduate and I'm not good at editing."
After hearing this, Director Liu couldn't hide his embarrassment.
"Xiao Xue, our newspaper has the smallest section. Let you take time to study more, which is a good thing for you!"
Xue Ling shook her head and whispered: "Director, thank you for your kindness. However, I have no talent and no interest in Chinese editors. I am afraid I will disappoint you."
The other colleagues looked at each other and became quiet one after another.
Director Liu didn't say anything else and returned to the office with a calm face.
At this time, Editor-in-Chief Lin walked over quickly and hugged her shoulders.
"I am so happy when I come back to the imperial capital. I don't know how to say anything? Ah? Since the director said that, you should just go with the flow. You are so smart, are you afraid that you won't be able to learn? I will take it with you, so I will guarantee that you are very good.
Get started quickly.”
Xue Ling smiled bitterly and whispered: "Thank you, Sister Lin."
Editor-in-chief Lin patted her on the shoulder and said, "I have another manuscript to revise. I'll talk to you during my lunch break!"
Xue Ling waved to her and sat back to her desk.
Liu Xingtie swayed over and said angrily: "I'm tired of living! The director said so, just hope you can stay and shoulder more important tasks, not to fire you. Why did you refuse?"
Xue Ling raised an ambiguous eyebrow at him and lowered his voice: "How are you and Wang Qing? Good things are coming?"
Liu Xingteng blushed and looked at Wang Qing, who was pouring water in the corner, with a happy smile on his eyes and face.
"She wrote back. During the Chinese New Year... she watched a movie."