Jiang Changhai just embraced her tightly, "Don’t worry, Mianmian will definitely be safe and smooth in the future. Our daughter, she is not an ordinary person. She will have talents, and we just wait to enjoy the blessings."
After talking for a while, they gradually calmed down from their excitement, sleepiness surged up, and they finally fell asleep.
The next day, as soon as it was light, they hurriedly ran to the newsstand ready to buy the newspaper.
However, they arrived too early, and the newspapers had not been delivered yet.
After waiting for a while, the newspaper delivery person finally arrived, and the couple bought a newspaper and eagerly flipped through it.
On the second page, at the most conspicuous position, they saw the article "The Future of Our Country" written by Jiang Mianmian.
Holding the newspaper, they just stood by the newsstand, carefully and intently reading the essay their daughter had written.
As they read, the expressions on their faces changed from excitement to a hopeful and joyful smile.
After finishing reading, Jiang Changhai sincerely exclaimed, "Our daughter has written so well, how wonderful it would be to actually live such an Immortal life."
After sighing, he remembered he had to go to work, so he grabbed the newspaper and ran to the transport factory, "Wife, I’m going to work, you go home first."
"Brother Hai, slow down, don’t fall," Su Wanyu called out worriedly as she saw him rushing.
Jiang Changhai arrived at the factory just at eight o’clock, panting heavily, proudly holding the newspaper, and showing off to his co-workers.
"Guys, guess what this is?"
"Isn’t that a newspaper? What’s wrong? Haven’t you seen one before?" Master Yang teased with a smile.
"Of course I’ve seen newspapers, but in today’s newspaper, there’s an essay written by my daughter. Look, this ’The Future of Our Country’ is written by my daughter. How about that? Impressive huh?" Jiang Changhai said with a face full of pride.
Upon hearing this, his co-workers were amazed, "Really? Changhai, your daughter’s essay got published in a newspaper?"
"Don’t believe me? Look for yourselves. It’s written right here in black and white, ’Jiang Mianmian from Class 1 Grade 4 of the commune primary school’, that’s my daughter," Jiang Changhai pointed at the name on the newspaper for them to see.
His co-workers saw that it was indeed true and immediately became envious, "Good heavens, Changhai, your daughter is too incredible! How old is she? And she’s already in the newspaper?"
Jiang Changhai was undoubtedly a winner in life; his wife was beautiful and gentle, his daughter was sensible, and she was doing so well in her studies, it made others green with envy.
While Jiang Changhai was boasting at the factory, Su Wanyu also bought another newspaper and could hardly wait to show it off to someone.
But she didn’t forget to stop by the state-owned restaurant to buy two buns for her daughter’s breakfast, and as soon as she got home, she roused Jiang Mianmian from bed.
"Sweetheart, get up, the sun’s already shining on the tail, stop lying in, mom bought you delicious meat buns, come on, get up and eat," Su Wanyu said as she pulled back the curtains in Jiang Mianmian’s room, calling out.
"Mmm, I’m getting up now," Jiang Mianmian rubbed her eyes and got out of bed to wash up.
Just as she was about to eat the buns, Su Wanyu pulled her out, "Come on, sweetheart, let’s go eat outside."
"Why do we have to eat outside?" Jiang Mianmian asked, puzzled.
But she soon found out why.
Su Wanyu, pulling her daughter along with the newspaper, jubilantly joined the chatting group of several neighbors at their doorstep, clearly having already blended in well with the neighbors.