After returning from the county seat, Li Wei spent the whole night thinking about what content to use to participate in the preliminary round.
When she was in Shangshu Mansion, she studied calligraphy with Lady Ji for three years and painting with her for another three years. Li Wei is good at copying the handwriting of calligraphers, but he is best at writing hairpin-shaped regular script. When it comes to painting, she can paint flowers, birds, fish and insects, as well as green landscapes.
Li Wei thought about it and finally decided to draw a picture of white hibiscus and golden pheasant. There are examples from her ancestors, and with appropriate innovations, she can completely turn them into her own works.
From composing the picture to putting pen to paper, Li Wei spent less than half an hour, and it only took her an hour to complete the entire picture. In the upper right corner of the picture, Li Wei wrote the inscription and postscript in small regular script with hairpin flowers. Unfortunately, he did not have a seal, so he signed his name with a pen.
According to the registration details, she wrote another self-recommendation letter, including the source of her composition and so on.
Because Li Minghua and the others did not allow Li Wei to participate in this, they had been doing it quietly behind their backs. After the painting was dry, she put it in a large special envelope, stamped it, and sent it by registered mail.
The moment the letter was put into the mailbox, Li Wei's heart began to hang on him, thinking about it day and night. I just hope it can pass smoothly
After passing the preliminary round, the list of candidates for the semi-finals will be announced, and the semi-finals will be held on August 7th. The location is a cultural center in a certain city. If she successfully enters the next round, she must prepare to go to the city. Li Jianbo told her that she would have to stay in the city for a day, which would delay her for three days. Fortunately, Li Jianping has promised her to support her when the time comes, so she doesn't have to worry about money for the time being.
The list was not released until early July, so the rest of the time was just waiting.
While waiting, June came quickly, the seedlings were planted and the corn was planted. With the arrival of summer, the work in the fields gradually becomes less and less.
Liu Chunzhi saw that Li Wei's clothes were getting a little short, so she decided to make new clothes for her daughter, which happened to be summer clothes and didn't require too much fabric. She took Li Wei to the market. When they arrived at the place where the supply and marketing cooperative sells cloth, they asked the tailor to measure Li Wei's measurements before going to choose materials. However, Li Wei's eyes were fixed on the ready-made clothes hanging on the shelves.
There was a white round-neck short-sleeved skirt in the middle with a waist-cinching style. Li Wei thought it would look good on her body. She even couldn't help but reach out and touch it. The fabric was cold and cool, and it would definitely not feel stuffy against her body.
Liu Chunzhi noticed her daughter's gaze and hurriedly said to her: "It's better to wear this one now, it fits well and is durable. It only looks good, but it can only be worn for one season."
Li Wei immediately looked like she didn't know how, but she knew that Liu Chunzhi was reluctant to spend the money, and she didn't force it even though her family was poor. However, when choosing fabrics, she rejected the rose-red color chosen by Liu Chunzhi and chose the pink-white color of the same material.
Liu Chunzhi frowned and said, "Such a color cannot withstand stains."
Li smiled and said, "I don't wear it to work."
After buying the fabric and paying the deposit, Li Wei quietly told the tailor: "Just make it according to the white skirt hanging on the rack."
The tailor was a middle-aged woman, so she didn't know the little girl's love for beauty. She nodded with a smile and said, "I can't completely restore it, but I can give it a try."
Li Wei was filled with joy.
When the couple returned home from the market, Li Wei helped with the housework. Not long after Mi Gang finished cooking, Li Minghua came back.
She was helping to light the fire in the kitchen, but then she heard a quarrel coming from the yard, and thought that the couple had no peace every day. She didn't go out to break up the fight because she knew it would be futile. It wasn't until she heard Liu Chunzhi's cry that Li Wei knew something was wrong. He threw away the poker in his hand and ran out. Just as he was about to ask what happened, he saw Li Minghua suddenly fall to the ground.
"Mom, what's going on?"
"Your dad and I had a few arguments, but he suddenly collapsed. Go see if your uncle is at home and send your dad to the hospital." Liu Chunzhi was confused.
Li Wei hurried to her uncle's house, and when she asked, she found out that Li Mingguo was not there. Only Zhang Weihong and Li Xia were there. When they heard that Li Minghua suddenly fainted, they were just shocked and never thought of coming to help or help. come and see.
Zhang Weihong and Li Wei said: "It's better to send him to the hospital first, there is no time to delay."
Li Wei returned in defeat, and the two of them discussed carrying out the couch at home, then moved the unconscious Li Minghua up, and the two of them carried it and rushed to the street.
Fortunately, not far out of the house, we met Dalong driving a tractor. Dalong said he could help send them to the hospital.
Liu Chunzhi thanked him profusely and repeatedly asked Dalong to drive more smoothly and not to bump Li Minghua.
I finally got to the hospital and was sent directly to the emergency room, followed by a series of examinations. After fussing for a long time, they finally figured out that Li Minghua had a cerebral hemorrhage. The situation is serious and requires immediate hospitalization, and of course a hospitalization fee must be paid.
Liu Chunzhi looked at the numbers on the list and felt a little confused. How could her family get so much money now? She told Li Wei: "You keep a close eye on your dad while I go back to get the money. Pay attention to the liquid and call the nurse to change it."
Li Wei had never had any experience in taking care of patients, but this was not a difficult task, so she agreed immediately.
Liu Chunzhi borrowed a bicycle from an acquaintance on the street and returned home. She counted the money she could afford at home and found that it was only more than two hundred. The boss asked her to pay five hundred. She was afraid that there would be other expenses later, so she had to force it. I went to find Zhang Weihong.
At this time, Li Mingguo had come back. When he saw Liu Chunzhi, he immediately asked: "I heard that Minghua fainted. What happened?"
Liu Chunzhi was about to burst into tears: "Brother, Minghua suffered a stroke. The doctor said it was cerebral hemorrhage."
Li Mingguo was startled and asked again: "Is that dangerous?"
"Why isn't it dangerous? By the way, brother, do you have any money at home? Lend me some. The hospital is still waiting for you."
"Money..." Li Mingguo turned to ask Zhang Weihong, and Zhang Weihong said hurriedly: "We still owe them money. How can we have more money?"
"Take as much as you can, Minghua is waiting for you."
Zhang Weihong agreed and went to get it. After going for a while, he took out a few pieces of money. Liu Chunzhi counted only about sixty yuan. This sixty yuan is enough. She had no choice but to find a solution elsewhere.
Li Mingguo said he wanted to visit Li Minghua, so Liu Chunzhi turned around and went to the brick and tile factory where Li Minghua worked, and talked to the factory director and finally scraped together five hundred yuan.
After paying the fee, Liu Chunzhi rushed to the ward, only to see that Li Minghua had woken up and Li Wei was feeding him water. Liu Chunzhi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her husband was awake.
Sorry, there is only one update today. Because I am busy finishing the old article, there are not enough manuscripts for this article. I will make up for it when the old article is finished.
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