Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 481
"Submission? Is there a contribution fee?"

"Of course, we are a serious newspaper, so why don't we have any royalties?"

Jiang Xia half-jokingly said: "Let me tell you, the manuscript fee is still quite a lot. Of course, the premise is that your article has been drafted. If it is too bad, it will not work."

"I see."

The two chatted and walked back, and went home at the door.

"Hey, I'm going out with Huacheng tomorrow night, are you going?"

"Flower City?"

If Jiang Xia didn't mention this name, An Ning really forgot.

The last time Huacheng also contributed, and the two have had no contact since then. An Ning thought for a while and said: "I still don't want to go. You two get along. If I'm here, there are some things that are inconvenient to say."

"Alright, then I will find you another day, Huacheng wants to treat you to dinner."

An Ning, who opened the door, paused, turned to look at Jiang Xia and said, "Huacheng... Do you need me?"

"I asked, and he said no, he just thought everyone knew each other."

What An Ning didn't know was that Jiang Xia asked Huacheng exactly the same question.

"That's it...then why are you meeting tomorrow?"

"I asked him to buy something, and I had dinner after shopping. There is no one else, together?"

"Okay, count me in."

An Ning agreed, and the two went home after making an appointment.

In the evening, An Ning still called Lin Cuihua, and communicated with Leader Zhao who had not communicated for a long time.

The calcium carbide I mentioned before was never searched for because of An Ning's fracture. This time, An Ning promised to leave after the Chinese New Year.

Leader Zhao naturally wouldn't refute An Ning's words, but the two also made an appointment to go to the research institute again before An Ning returned to his hometown.

After the two parties have communicated, hang up the phone.

After a sleepless night, An Ning went to the examination room again to take the exam.

She was still the first to finish writing, handed in the paper silently, and left from the examination room.

An Ning, who had just come down from the examination room on the second floor, was stopped by a woman with bloodshot eyes.

A somewhat familiar appearance made An Ning ask, "Lin Wanwan?"

"It's my daughter."

An Ning looked a little serious, nodded slightly to Lin Wanwan's mother, and said, "My condolences."

"Sorrow and change... This is what I hear the most these days, An Ning, right? Can I talk to you?"

An Ning didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "Do you think Lin Wanwan's death is related to me?"

Lin Wanwan's mother shook her head and said firmly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Okay, let's talk."

An Ning took Lin Wanwan's mother to the lake where she beat Tao Quan violently.

Speaking of Tao Quan, he is also quite good at making up stories. Tao Quan, with a bruised face, said on campus the next day that he was beaten after blocking a thief.

The label of being brave for righteousness has been affixed to myself, and the key is that many people still believe it.

Not only believe, but also many enthusiastic people send love to Tao Quan.

"Wanwan likes skating the most. She said that skating can show her graceful dancing posture."

Lin Wanwan's mother sat down on a bench, staring at the frozen lake in a daze, as if she could see the still dancing figure.

An Ning sat down beside her, and asked, "What are you talking to me about?"

"You are really like others said, you can't turn, you go straight."

Lin Wanwan's mother turned sideways, took out a notebook from her pocket, and placed it between the two of them.

"This is Wanwan's diary."

Lin Wanwan's mother kept rubbing the cover of the diary with one hand.

"I know she is Wanwan's diary, but the person in it doesn't feel like she is Wanwan."

"It is said that when a girl grows up, love is a hurdle, but why is this hurdle so big."

Lin Wanwan's mother withdrew her hand, stroked her hair twice, and said calmly, "I want you to read Wanwan's diary."

"Why do I?"

An Ning thought that Lin Wanwan's mother knew about her report on Tao Quan, but what she said next was completely beyond her expectations.

"I heard that you are a feng shui master... People say that feng shui masters can talk to the dead. This is what Wanwan missed most when he was alive. Maybe it will be useful, isn't it?"

Lin Wanwan's mother's eyes are full of hope. A mother expects her dead daughter to come back, whether it is a soul or a ghost, as long as she comes back.

An Ning pursed her lips, trying to say someone who committed suicide... the soul dissipated extremely quickly, if it wasn't for the suicide under a special method, there would be no soul left at all.

"Let me try."

An Ning put one hand on the diary, and her mental power fluctuated.

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes.

Five minutes later, An Ning shook her head.

"Sorry, I can't find it."

I couldn't find a sentence, like a sharp knife, cut off the last hope of Lin Wanwan's mother.

"I forced it, I forced it."

Lin Wanwan's mother, who was devastated, reached for the diary, but An Ning pressed the back of her hand.

"May I take a look at it?"

"Ah? Yes, let's see."

Lin Wanwan's mother withdrew her hand and fell into her own memories.

"I know that Wanwan has all kinds of problems, and sometimes I want to slap her for what she said... But she's not bad in her heart, she really isn't bad."

Opening the diary, An Ning said affirmatively, "I know."

"You know, right? Wanwan is not bad. Why do you say she...why..."

In Lin Wanwan's mother's eyes, big tears dripped down.

"Her father and I gave her the greatest freedom. Sometimes I wonder if we have harmed her and made it so easy for her to get everything, so when she can't get it, she will choose ..."

The word suicide is too heavy for parents.

An Ning flipped through Lin Wanwan's diary at a very fast speed. The diary recorded how she fell in love with a boy, slowly fell in love with him, had a scheming contact, cheered for a little response, and was so sad because of the other party's neglect. Sad and weeping.

A little girl's standard diary, from the beginning to the end, she dared not reveal the name of the other party, only him instead.

Between the lines, let people know how humble she loves, and how insignificant she is in the eyes of the other party.

"Mother Wanwan, it has nothing to do with you."

Probably An Ning's words were firm and convincing, Lin Wanwan's mother kept nodding her head, praying for that affirmation.

"Really? I—"

"Really, it has nothing to do with you."

Lin Wanwan's mother nodded, nodding.

An Ning put the diary in the palm of Lin Wanwan's mother, and her disgust towards Tao Quan went up to a new level.

She is 90.00% sure that the person in the diary is Tao Quan.

"Thank you for An Ning, and I'm sorry for you. The Wanwan incident has brought you a bad influence. I would like to say sorry to you on behalf of my daughter."

Lin Wanwan's mother got up and bowed ninety degrees to An Ning.

"I understand my daughter. She was never the kind of person who committed suicide because of conflicts with her classmates. She would only find a better way to return. She is a fighter, you know?"

(End of this chapter)