Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

Seeing her crying and talking about her boyfriend, Xu Damao recalled the little trick he had used to chase her. He immediately hugged her and comforted her, saying,

"Don't cry yet. If you, a female comrade, cry like this on the street, I might think I bullied you. I have a plan for you to find a partner. How about this, I'll treat you to Donglaishun Hotpot, and we can talk while we eat, okay?"

Qin Jingru cried until her eyes were blurred with tears. She looked up at Xu Damao's horse face and found him somewhat friendly. She was possessed by some unknown force and trusted him, a stranger.

"it is good!"

Seeing Qin Jingru agreed, Xu Damao smiled and said, "Okay, let's go to the hot pot, we can eat and chat slowly."

After saying that, Xu Damao loosened his arms, but still held Qin Jingru's hand and pulled her towards Donglaishun. When Qin Jingru noticed this, her cheeks suddenly became redder than her eyes, but she did not break free and let Xu Damao lead her towards Donglaishun.

At this moment, Qin Jingru forgot about her cousin and the traitor. All she could think about was Xu Damao and so many other things...

At this time, He Zhang in the compound realized that something was wrong. She thought Qin Jingru had been in the toilet for too long, so she hurried to the toilet to look for her, but she couldn't even find Qin Jingru's shadow.

"Hey, you lied to me that you were going to the bathroom, but it turns out you were just sneaking out to play, humph!"

After searching, He Zhang returned to the house angrily.

After all, Qin Jingru was an adult and could be brought from the countryside to the city, so even if she didn't see He Zhangshi, she didn't take it too seriously. She just thought that she was sneaking out to play.

Besides, she didn't take Qin Jingru seriously, so she just threw it away! She still had some food left for lunch, so she could eat more.

By the time the two of them finished eating hotpot and singing songs, Xu Damao had already coaxed Qin Jingru so much that she couldn't even find the north. She was so devoted to him that she directly promised not to go back to the traitor's lair.

After Xu Damao divorced his capitalist wife and the old hen that couldn't lay eggs, he went to the village and married her back to his yard.

The two of them walked hand in hand in Beihai Park, showing their affection to each other. Only when they had formed a deep friendship did Xu Damao reluctantly send Qin Jingru to the car.

The two agreed to send letters to each other. Before leaving, Xu Damao stuffed almost all the money he had into Qin Jingru's pocket, which was about a dozen yuan. He demonstrated the power of foreign money very well, and moved Qin Jingru so much that she almost married him.

After the bus drove away, Xu Damao raised his lips and said with a lewd smile: "Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu, I not only want to eat you, but also you two sisters!"

"Hurry up and beat the drums, slow down and beat the gongs"

Stop the gongs and drums and listen to the singing

All idle talk also makes me sing

I have heard me sing Eighteen Touches..."

Xu Damao laughed and hummed all the way. He walked back to the alley and took out the note Qin Jingru had written before she left. He glanced slyly at the children chasing and fighting in the alley.

He took out a dime from his pocket and casually ordered a kid to deliver the note into the compound.

The news was quickly passed to the middle courtyard by a lady. After learning that Qin Jingru had returned home, Jia Zhang returned to the kang and started to curse her, saying that she was uneducated and asked if her home was in the toilet.

When Qin Huairu came back in the evening and learned about this, she frowned and was somewhat suspicious of Qin Jingru's actions, but didn't say much.

It's a good thing that Qin Jingru is willing to go home now. If she stays here and bothers her, she won't be able to introduce Qin Jingru to any guy in the city. It's better to let her leave early so that her family can live a more comfortable life.

An old lady was discussing in the yard about Qin Jingru's note conveying her message of reunion. Li Muhua walked by and heard it. She was sure that this was Xu Damao's trick, just like in the TV drama, otherwise Qin Jingru would have no reason to leave without saying goodbye.

"It's true that fate brings people together. I messed up the compound like this, and none of the plots in the TV series happened. How could they still meet?"

Li Muhua lamented the fate between the two and had no intention of breaking them up.

Li Muhua did not dislike Sha Zhu as much as Xu Damao did. On the contrary, she felt that he was quite pitiful. Since he was going to help Lou Xiao'e go abroad in the future, she could give Xu Damao a wife as compensation. In this way, it would not be considered that Li Muhua treated Xu Damao harshly.

Qin Jingru was like a fallen leaf floating through the compound, and no one mentioned the matter again the next day.

That day, when Li Muhua returned to the compound after school, she saw Feng Shengwen standing at the door of her house, chatting with Yan Bugui with a smile on his face.

Li Muhua has been to bookstores many times recently and knows that "Drawing Sword" is selling well. When she saw Feng Shengwen at this moment, Li Muhua had already guessed his purpose.

"Old Feng, are you looking for me again?" But Li Muhua glanced at Yan Bugui beside him, pretended not to know and walked up to ask, while winking at Feng Shengwen.

Feng Shengwen saw the look in Li Muhua's eyes and also glanced at Yan Bugui imperceptibly. Having dealt with him twice before, he could see that Li Muhua had always deliberately kept Yan Bugui from knowing about the royalties, so when he came this time, he simply did not tell Yan Bugui his purpose.

"I just came to see you and ask if you wrote a book during the winter break. If you did, I can help you review the manuscript first."

Feng Shengwen half-truthfully told Li Muhua his purpose, and Li Muhua continued, "Winter vacation, winter vacation, it's vacation, it's for rest! How can you write?"

Li Muhua walked forward and opened her door. Feng Shengwen followed up and said, "No, no, you misunderstood. The winter vacation is not for you to rest, but for the teachers to rest..."

The two of them walked into the house, and Yan Bugui followed behind and wanted to come in, but was stopped by Li Muhua, who said, "Old Yan, Old Feng came to see me. We see each other every day. Why did you come in to see me?"

"I want to--" Yan Bugui had just opened his mouth to utter three words when he was pushed by Li Muhua towards Yan's house.

"It's up to you what you want. We'll talk about it tomorrow. You go out first..."

Pushing Yan Bugui back to the middle of the yard, Li Muhua saw him wave his sleeves and go back to the house angrily. Only then did Li Muhua return to the house with relief.

After shaking the thermos, Li Muhua had to sit down with empty hands.

Feng Shengwen didn't mind that there was no hot water. When he saw Li Muhua sitting down, he quickly asked about the doubts that were lingering in his mind.

"The royalties are the money you earned through hard work when writing books. Why shouldn't Yan Bugui know about it? Is it necessary to hide it like this and do it in secret like a thief?"

Feng Shengwen looked confused, he felt that there was absolutely no reason for Li Muhua to hide this matter. Becoming famous at a young age, and being famous for his talent, was not a bad thing!

Li Muhua didn't answer the question, but evaded the question by laughing and saying, "Let's not talk about this for now. You are here for the second round of sales of "Drawing Sword", right?"

“How many copies does the publishing house plan to sell this time?”

Li Muhua looked at Feng Shengwen expectantly. If his guess was correct, this would be his last chance to make money, so naturally the more the better.

The previous question was just a small episode. When Feng Shengwen saw that Li Muhua was asking about the main business, his attention was naturally drawn back. His eyes flashed with joy and he made the number eight with his hand.

"Eighty thousand copies, printing fee 2304 yuan."

Feng Shengwen said this as he took out a remittance slip from his briefcase.

"The printing factory is working overtime to print books. The Youth Daily has started serializing "Drawing Sword" since yesterday. We are going to publish two more articles about you and the theme of "Drawing Sword" in the newspaper. A twelve-year-old writer can write this book. When the news spreads, I estimate that 80,000 copies are just the beginning..."