Starlight in the hand of rebirth

During the month of waiting for the results of the essay competition, some of Meng Lizhen's short stories were published by other magazines, and she also received a manuscript fee.

Meng Lizhen didn't have an ID card, so she couldn't get bank cards and passbooks, and she was worried about carrying cash, so she gave Xia Fanxing the money.

Xia Fanxing found a bank card that she didn't use, and deposited Meng Lizhen's manuscript fee into it.In the future, I will keep this card number for all submissions, so as not to have to take the trouble of getting the money with the remittance slip.

Meng Lizhen saves most of the money she earns, and keeps some on her body for daily use.

The second sister has been exposed to her light, and can eat some candies, biscuits and other small snacks from time to time.

Meng Lizhen kept telling her second sister how exciting the outside world was, hoping to arouse her yearning for life.

Another day, after Meng Lizhen came back from school, Meng's mother stopped her.

"What are you doing?" Meng Lizhen asked strangely.It is really rare for Meng's mother to take the initiative to call her.

Mother Meng put on a smile on her daughter's always mean face, and said, "Ah Zhen, how are you talking with that young boy? When will you bring it back for Mom to see?"

Meng Lizhen didn't understand, and said, "What youngster?"

The whites of Meng's mother looked at her, and said: "It's really dishonest, and you still want to hide it. You have new clothes and food recently, so you must have someone. He treats you very well, and the family is rich, right?"

Under one roof, Meng Lizhen wore Xia Fanxing's clothes, and even the snacks she brought home could not escape Meng's mother's eyes.It's just that Meng Lizhen didn't expect Meng's mother to think in that direction.

"No, you think too much." Meng Lizhen replied coldly and was about to leave.

Mother Meng got angry, took a broom and slapped her leg, and said, "You anti-skeleton, I didn't do it for you. I have raised you for so many years and I can't even get a dowry gift. Don't be made pregnant and come back crying. You won't be given a penny!"

Those words completely chilled Meng Lizhen's heart.Isn't she her own?Just because he is a girl, he is the water that will be thrown out sooner or later, so can he use her like a commodity and get benefits from her?

"You dare to stare at me, you rebellious person, I'm your old mother!" Mother Meng slapped Meng Lizhen several times with a broom.

Meng Lizhen grabbed the broom in her hand and threw it away, saying, "I am your daughter, not your slave!"

Mother Meng jumped up, patted her thigh and cried, "The sky is turned upside down, the anti-skeletal spirit is going to rebel!"

"An anti-skeleton loser, you scold us every day and let us work, that's how you forced the eldest sister to leave!" Meng Lizhen's suppressed anger and complaints in her previous life and this life finally erupted at this moment.

When the eldest sister was mentioned, Meng's mother became even more angry.At the beginning of the family planning, the fortune teller said that this child must be a boy and Mother Meng kept it, but she did not expect it to be a girl.Later, Meng's mother hid and gave birth to two daughters in a row before she had her son Meng Hao.

In order to avoid family planning, Meng's mother has suffered a lot. Coupled with the family planning fines, the family lost part of their savings, and Meng's mother hates seeing her daughters even more.

"It's just you guys who have spoiled my family, so it's fine if I didn't kick you out!" Mother Meng stared at her own daughter as if she were an enemy with her cloudy eyes.

"Then why didn't you kill me at birth!" Meng Lizhen looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her with red eyes.

This woman has the closest blood relationship with her, but treats her like an enemy.

Mother Meng ignored her and scolded the white-eyed wolf and the prodigal.

Meng Lizhen didn't want to see her ferocious and mean look, so she turned her head to see the second sister in the living room with a frightened expression on her face.The little Meng Hao was watching cartoons and was not disturbed by the quarrel just now.

Boredom and depression occupied Meng Lizhen's thoughts, and an inexplicable anger made her unable to think rationally.Meng Lizhen left home without looking back.

Mother Meng hugged Meng Hao and coaxed her with a loving expression, completely unaware that her daughter was leaving home.

The second sister saw Meng Lizhen leaving and wanted to call her back, but when she saw Meng's mother next to her, she lowered her head timidly.

……

Meng Lizhen went to Xia Fanxing's house, and she couldn't find another safe haven except here.

In the glass bathroom, Meng Lizhen and Xia Fanxing were soaking in the bathtub facing each other. The abundant bubbles covered the surface of the water. An essential oil lamp was lit in the corner, and the small space was filled with the moist aroma of roses.

"It's so comfortable." Meng Lizhen leaned comfortably against the wall of the bathtub.

Xia Fanxing stretched out her legs and picked up the water, splashing it on Meng Lizhen's face.

Meng Lizhen picked up a bigger splash and splashed it to the opposite side.

The two played back and forth, half of the bathtub was spilled.

"Stop playing, my hair is all wet." Xia Fanxing was the first to lose, lying on the edge of the bathtub to rest.

Meng Lizhen took a dry towel from the shelf next to her and wiped her hair.Xia Fanxing's hair was messed up by her, like a kitten with fried hair.

Xia Fanxing puffed up and grabbed the towel and rubbed Meng Lizhen's hair into an afro.

After taking a shower, the two lay on the bed and chatted.

There are many dolls in the bedroom, Xia Fanxing hugs a rabbit, Meng Lizhen hugs a bear.

"How much money do I have now?" Meng Lizhen asked, rubbing her bear ears.

Xia Fanxing replied without hesitation: "280 yuan." She didn't know how much money she had, but Meng Lizhen even remembered the decimal point.

Hearing this number, Meng Lizhen felt very fulfilled, and she could save enough for the tuition of the first year of high school if she worked harder.During these days, she kept writing manuscripts, and many of them were submitted, but many of them were rejected.But the hard work paid off in the end. Her writing level improved a little, and fewer manuscripts were rejected.

Every time a manuscript is returned, Meng Lizhen and Xia Fanxing will carefully study the gaps, summarize the deficiencies, and improve next time.

"By the way, what about the essay competition? It's been about a month." Meng Lizhen suddenly remembered.

Xia Fanxing also remembered, and said: "Yes, there should be a reply in the past two days."

Meng Lizhen felt nervous. This was the first article she wrote. It may have many shortcomings, but it has great meaning in her heart.

"Don't worry, maybe there will be news tomorrow after a good night's sleep," Xia Fanxing said.

Meng Lizhen fell asleep looking at Xia Fanxing's profile.

In the early morning, at 06:30, Meng Lizhen woke up. She opened her eyes and saw the ceiling with crystal lamps hanging, and then remembered that she was at Xia Fanxing's house.

Today is Saturday, Xia Fanxing is still sleeping beside her.

Meng Lizhen got out of bed lightly and went to wash up.After washing, Meng Lizhen called Xia Fanxing and asked her what she would like to have for breakfast.

Xia Fanxing didn't wake up until almost noon during the holidays, and now her eyes were tightly closed and she didn't want to get up.

"Skipping breakfast is bad for your health. If you tell me what you want to eat, I'll buy it back and you can go to sleep again." Meng Lizhen was like an old woman.

A word popped out of Xia Fanxing's chaotic mind: "Noodles."

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon." Meng Lizhen covered Xia Fanxing with a quilt and went out to buy breakfast.

When Meng Lizhen came back, Xia Fanxing still fell asleep in the same position as when she left.

Meng Lizhen gently woke Xia Fanxing up, and pushed her to wash up.

After washing, Xia Fanxing was much more awake, but her reaction was a little dazed. Meng Lizhen pushed the noodles in front of her and had to stay for a while before eating.

After breakfast, Xia Fanxing went to look at the mailbox used to submit articles to Meng Lizhen. There was a new email in it, which was sent by the editorial department of the essay competition.

Xia Fanxing called Meng Lizhen over, and the two clicked on the email together.

The email said that Meng Lizhen's short story won No. 2, and the magazine will remit the manuscript fee and send out samples of the magazine soon.

The two read the email two or three times before they were sure, and then burst into cheers.

Meng Lizhen and Xia Fanxing walked around the study room holding hands.

"No.2, there is no 5000 yuan!" Meng Lizhen was a little annoyed.

"No.2 also has 3000 yuan." Xia Fanxing let Meng Lizhen participate in this competition because of the generous prize money.

3000 yuan is not a lot, and it is higher than the per capita salary in this small county.

Meng Lizhen happily deposited the money into her bank card.

After the essay contest was over and the final exam was approaching, Meng Lizhen stopped writing and began to concentrate on reviewing.

Meng Lizhen's grades have always been very good. Even if writing a novel recently took up some time, it did not delay her study too much.

Her only shortcoming is English.

Xia Fanxing's English is very good, and the English teacher wanted her to be the subject representative, but Xia Fanxing refused because it was troublesome.

Meng Lizhen had heard Xia Fanxing read short English essays, and she spit out fluent British English gracefully, as standard as an announcer.

Sometimes in English class, Xia Fanxing would cover her mouth and laugh secretly, and Meng Lizhen knew she was laughing at the English teacher's substandard pronunciation.

Their English teachers all have a strong accent in Mandarin, let alone speak English. When Xia Fanxing first arrived, she almost couldn't understand her lectures.

Meng Lizhen didn't understand what Xia Fanxing was laughing at at first, but after Xia Fanxing explained, she realized how funny the English teacher's pronunciation was.

"This sentence can't be written like this." Xia Fanxing was tutoring Meng Lizhen in English.

Meng Lizhen couldn't write English compositions well, and her listening skills weren't good enough. Xia Fanxing took an mp3 player to teach Meng Lizhen her listening comprehension. After that, she had to memorize examples of English compositions and kept writing English compositions on various topics.

After Xia Fanxing's tutoring, Meng Lizhen's English scores have improved a lot.

After the results of the final exam came out, the head teacher also praised Meng Lizhen well.

Meng Lizhen packed her books and walked out of the school gate. A gust of cold wind came blowing in her face. The students left in twos and threes. The campus became empty. The holidays came.

"Let's go!" Xia Fanxing had already stopped a tricycle.

Since the quarrel with Meng's mother, Meng Lizhen seldom went home. She went back to see her second sister, and she always went back when Meng's mother was not at home.

Occasionally, Meng's mother bumped into her and scolded bitterly: "Where did the wild dog come in!"

Meng Lizhen just pretended not to hear, no matter how vicious or mean Mother Meng's words were, they would not hurt her heart.

The second sister persuaded her to reconcile with her mother.She told her second sister that she would go to the city to attend high school in the future, and whether her second sister should go with her.The second sister lowered her head timidly, such a thing is too crazy, she dare not agree easily.

When Meng Lizhen left, she said to her second sister, "Second sister, think about why the eldest sister ran away."

Ever since the eldest sister ran away, the family had kept this person secret. Meng Lizhen only vaguely heard a few words about the reason why the eldest sister left home. .

The second sister flinched, but she didn't make a sound after all.

……

During most of the vacation, Meng Lizhen stayed at Xia Fanxing's house, where she had a computer, and Meng Lizhen wrote manuscripts much faster.

After publishing a certain amount of short stories, Xia Fanxing asked Meng Lizhen to start writing medium-length serials.

The royalties for serialized stories are higher than those for short stories, but they also have higher requirements for writing skills.

So Meng Lizhen began to write the outline seriously.

The outline is the structural direction of the whole story, and it is also an exercise before formal writing. For medium and long stories, the outline is very important.

Meng Lizhen still plans to write a story with a relatively simple background, and her current writing skills are not enough to challenge complex novels.