Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

Li Muhua nodded and said, "Parker pens are loved by even the most unsophisticated people who can't write. They are valuable!"

After saying that, Li Muhua took out a book and signed his name on the title page, still in neat regular script. He hated artistic scripts and cursive scripts.

"Here, now you see me writing!"

After letting everyone see what he had written, Li Muhua closed the book, screwed on the pen and handed it to Feng Shengwen. He just wanted to use the pen to sign his name.

Feng Shengwen didn't take it, but said with a smile: "For the sake of your calligraphy, I'll give you the pen!"

Li Muhua thought about the price of the pen. If he bought it in China, it would probably cost twice as much. He hesitated: "Isn't this bad?"

"It's just a fountain pen. I have plenty of them. It would be a great help to me if you could use it to write books from time to time. Besides, didn't you write 'The Sword is for the Hero' in your book?"

"It is fitting that I give my good pen to a good work!"

Feng Shengwen looked at Li Muhua with a smile, because he remembered that the manuscript Li Muhua sent him last time was all written in pencil, and now he can write with a fountain pen and it looks pretty good. He wanted to win over talented people, so he suddenly thought of giving her a pen.

After hearing this, Li Muhua stopped refusing and held the pen and said, "I am not Li Yunlong. He said that you cannot accept a gift without merit, but I would say that a gift from an elder should not be refused."

Feng Shengwen nodded after hearing this and said with satisfaction: "It's appropriate. This reason is indeed more appropriate than not receiving rewards without merit!"

The two were chatting happily when Li Aihua and the other two picked up "Drawing Sword" and sat aside to read it. They had long wanted to know what kind of book their younger brother had written that could make so much money.

Soon Xu Yan came in and didn't wait for her to speak.

"Comrade Xu Yan, I'm here to deliver the printed books and the bill of exchange." Feng Shengwen stood up and took out a bill of exchange from his chest.

"Just wait for the postman to notify you, and then go directly to the post office to get the money."

Li Muhua hurriedly leaned forward to take a look, "Three thousand seven hundred and forty-one yuan in total."

This was 90 yuan more than what Li Aihua had calculated before, so Xu Yan was naturally very happy. After confirming that the amount was correct, Feng Shengwen took out a receipt.

Li Muhua and Xu Yan both signed their names.

"That's it, then. You must encourage Li Muhua to read and write books in the future. As long as you can manage him well, these are small amounts of money. The better his books are, the more money he will make. It's getting late, so I should leave!"

Feng Shengwen put away the receipt and resigned while urging them to educate Li Muhua more.

Naturally, Xu Yan couldn't keep him, so she just said thank you and promised to educate Li Muhua well in the future.

Li Muhua took out all the remaining books in the suitcase, and several people escorted Feng Shengwen out of the courtyard. Only after they saw his figure disappear around the corner of the alley did they turn back to the courtyard.

Yan Bugui walked towards the Li family and asked, "Yanzi, how much did your Mu Hua get for the manuscript this time? Just tell me so that I can be happy for you too!"

He was extremely curious about how much Li Muhua got paid for writing books. There were many times when he couldn't sleep at night thinking about this.

Seeing that Yan Bugui wanted to know more, Li Muhua wanted to hide it more. However, it would be unreasonable to keep it a secret. Li Muhua rolled her eyes and said:

"Lü Buwei could earn a thousand gold coins for each word he wrote. I don't have the talent of his followers. I only get two yuan for writing a thousand words. Old Yan, if you really want to know how much I got paid for my writing, then just count the numbers yourself!"

After saying this, Li Muhua pushed Xu Yan into the house, not wanting to pay any more attention to Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui looked down at the two-finger-thick copy of "Drawing Sword" and continued to ask, "It would take too much time for me to count each word, why don't you just tell me directly!"

Li Muhua shook his head. Seeing that he couldn't convince him, Yan Bugui could only look to Xu Yan for help. Xu Yan said, "Uncle, how much money can the publishing house give Muhua, a child, for writing a book?"

“Just a few hundred dollars!”

"A few hundred dollars?"

Yan Bugui's eyes widened after hearing this, he was half surprised, because he had recently inquired about royalties. Many writers could earn tens of thousands of yuan for a book, but he didn't expect that Li Muhua only earned a few hundred yuan for writing books.

He was half envious, as he had not expected that Li Muhua could earn several hundred yuan when she was still in primary school. His own Jie Cheng had not earned a few hundred yuan in several years after marriage.

He is a teacher and his annual salary is only 500 yuan.

For a moment, Yan Bugui didn't know whether he was happy or sad. He was happy that Li Muhua was not as promising as he thought, and he was worried that he seemed to be less promising than Li Muhua.

Seeing Yan Bugui standing there in silence, Li Muhua hurriedly pushed Xu Yan into the house, helped her sit down, massaged her shoulders and smiled ingratiatingly.

"Tell me, why do you want the money?" Xu Yan closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage, directly pointing out Li Muhua's little thoughts.

"Hehe~"

Li Muhua smiled awkwardly and said, "We will have winter vacation the day after tomorrow, so I want to ask you for some money. We want to go to Quanjude to eat roast duck, Donglaishun to have hot pot, Beichahai to go ice skating, climb the Great Wall, visit the zoo, and buy--"

After hearing Li Muhua say so much and still not stopping, Xu Yan broke free from the clutches of the devil, looked at Li Muhua and said, "Stop, stop, stop. This is your money. I shouldn't stop you from spending it however you want. But you still want our family to move to a bigger yard."

"The total amount of money is only 3,700 yuan for the article. The yards I have seen these days cost at least 3,000 or 4,000 yuan. According to the requirements, the ones with good locations cost 5,000 or 6,000 yuan. This is enough to empty our family's savings. We can't afford you to spend money like this now."

After hearing this, Li Muhua smiled shyly and then slowly stretched out two fingers.

"Mom, I calculated that only two hundred dollars is enough for us to have fun for the whole winter vacation. You can think of the two hundred dollars as a reward for me. Next time, I will definitely be able to write a more valuable book to sell."

"Besides, it's only two hundred dollars! It won't affect our family's house purchase, right? Mom!"

Li Qinghua nodded vigorously behind them and begged for agreement. This was the winter vacation life that the four of them had been planning for several days. The plan had been drafted and the winter vacation was about to begin. Now all they needed was Xu Yan's funding, and they couldn't let the last step abort.

Although Li Aihua and Li Yujie were not as pleading as Li Qinghua, they also looked at Xu Yan with pleading eyes.

Seeing that the four children were so united, and that there was such a big happy event in their family, and the money was earned by Li Muhua, two hundred yuan would not delay the purchase of the yard, so Xu Yan continued to close her eyes and lean back in her chair.

"Okay, tomorrow your father and I will go to the post office to withdraw the money and have 200 yuan left. We will give it to you when we come back. You are really a bunch of debt collectors. The more you collect debts, the more you owe."

"Great!"

"Woohoo~"

When Li Muhua and Li Qinghua heard that Xu Yan agreed to give them two hundred yuan to spend, they were so happy that they screamed. The four siblings hugged each other tightly to celebrate the wonderful winter vacation.

Xu Yan, who was left alone, said angrily, "You can have more than 30 days of winter vacation, and you can also have 200 yuan to eat, drink and play around the city, then can you give your old mother a night off?"

Li Muhua came to her senses immediately after hearing this and quickly shouted, "Yes, not only can you take a holiday, I will also give you a massage, my dearest mother."

As he spoke, Li Muhua quickly stood behind Xu Yan and continued to massage her shoulders.

Li Aihua shouted, "I'll go cook so mom doesn't have to."

"Then I'll go wash the vegetables and help you!" Li Qinghua continued.

Li Yujie looked around and shouted, "Then I'll go, then I'll go—"

But it seemed that she really didn't have anything to say, Li Muhua came to the rescue and shouted: "Dad is not at home, so I will give my shoulders to you to massage first!"

Li Yujie rushed forward as if she had been pardoned, and she and Li Muhua pressed Xu Yan's shoulders from left to right...