Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

Fu Huai'an ran very fast, and Mu Qiong couldn't react.

Those who called Fu Huai'an "Brother Huai" were used to it. Seeing Mu Qiong's surprise, they explained: "Brother Huai's elder brother has set a lot of messy rules for Brother Huai. Brother Huai is not allowed to go back too late."

So he's still a brat with a guarded house... Mu Qiong is kind of funny.

Mu Qiong's appearance is about the same age as these teenagers, but he is mentally older, and has always treated these people as children, so naturally he doesn't care too much about it. By now, his anger towards Fu Huai'an has long since disappeared.

Speaking of which, he wasn't too angry with Yao Hong, no matter how crooked Yao Hong was, it didn't matter to him, it was the old lady Yao who disgusted him.

As long as their family is weak, they will be blamed for "stealing" by Mrs. Yao, robbed of the money and kicked out of the house!

"Your brother Huai's brother is very strict with him?" Mu Qiong asked.

"Not really, he doesn't care about brother Huai playing truant usually." said the boy carrying the coal stove.

"We haven't seen Brother Huai's elder brother, but I heard from Brother Huai that his brother is very annoying." Another boy who carried the bowls and chopsticks in a basket said.

"I think Brother Huai is very powerful. He even said that he would beat me...why is he still afraid of his brother?"

"Brother Huai is actually not very good...Before, people didn't like him beating him, so he got into a fight with others, and he was beaten up by his brother when he got home." Someone said.

Someone patted Mu Qiong on the shoulder again: "Don't worry, Brother Huai won't hit you."

They took Mu Qiong's things and walked while talking, not forgetting to tell Mu Qiong: "By the way, don't tell Brother Huai these words! He will be unhappy!"

"I will definitely not say it." Mu Qiong said, and then pointed to the gate of a yard: "My house is right here, you just put your things here."

"Okay!" These teenagers said one after another, helping Mu Qiong put down the things.

"I don't have anything in my house now, so I won't invite you to sit in it..." Mu Qiong smiled embarrassedly: "It's getting dark, you go back quickly."

These teenagers followed him all afternoon, they were already hungry, and they were eager to go home for dinner, so they readily put down their things and said goodbye one after another.

Mu Qiong waited for them to put down all their things, walked to the yard next to him, pointed to a rickshaw and asked, "Which uncle owns this rickshaw, can you help me pull something?"

This is not his residence, he stopped here just because he saw a rickshaw in the yard next to him.

"The car is mine, what do you want to pull?" A man in his thirties who was squatting in a corner, holding a big bowl of porridge, asked.

"It's just some miscellaneous things." Mu Qiong said: "I changed the house to rent, and I can't carry the bedding by myself."

The man held the bowl and followed Mu Qiong to take a look outside, then quickly pulled all the thick porridge in the bowl and the pickles piled on it into his mouth: "Let's go."

Zhu Wanwan didn't buy many things, at least there were no tables and chairs, so they were not heavy, but the bedding was a bit bulky.

But the rickshaw puller was very experienced. Among Mu Qiong's belongings were the cloth ropes that Zhu Wanwan used to tie things up. He took these cloth ropes and tied things to the rickshaw in two or three strokes.

Mu Qiong reported his home address, and rushed to his new rented house with him.

When he got there, the door was tightly closed, but as soon as he knocked on the door, Zhu Wanwan's voice came: "Who is it?"

"Mother, it's me." Mu Qiong said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the latch was pulled and the door opened.

Zhu Wanwan had been waiting at the door.

The driver of the rickshaw helped to move the things in, collected the fare and left. Then Zhu Wanwan talked to Mu Qiong: "Qioner, you are so good, I still think I can't get these back."

Mu Qiong smiled: "Mother, I brought back the things, but most of them are dirty. Later, we will remove all the quilt covers and wash them, and put on the quilt core at night."

"In this way... will the core be broken by sleeping?" Zhu Wanwan was a little worried.

"It's only for one night, no way." Mu Qiong said, thinking at the same time, he should buy more cloth to make a quilt cover.

In the past, because Zhu Wanwan didn't have a lot of money, she put a cover on the outside of the cotton tire, and sewed the cover and cotton tire together with a needle and thread, and then covered it directly. If it needs to be washed, it will be very troublesome to disassemble, and there will be only a cotton tire left after removal.Mu Qiong felt that in the future, an extra quilt cover could be added outside, so that changing and washing would be much easier.

You must know that in modern times, he has to change the sheets and quilts once a week no matter what.

Naturally, Zhu Wanwan would not object.

In the afternoon, Zhu Wanwan used the money to buy some rice and pickles from the landlord who lived next door. At this moment, the family has already cooked rice, made a pot of white rice, and steamed pickles.

The three ate first, then lit candles and began to clean up.

"My family is short of rice! There is still a spoonful of lard left, and it is gone." Mu Changyu muttered.

If Mu Changyu doesn't say anything, Mu Qiong really doesn't know that these things are missing...

He was a little dumbfounded, but it was not worthwhile to make another trip for these, so he just ignored it.

There were not many things, and they quickly tidied them up, and began to unravel the quilt again.

When removing the quilt cover sewn on the outside of the padded tire, Zhu Wanwan was extra careful, for fear of breaking the thread.

Seeing this, Mu Qiong put down the scissors embarrassingly - it was too troublesome to pull out a long thread, he originally planned to cut it all...

After removing the quilt, she had to wash it, but Zhu Wanwan didn't let Mu Qiong do it at this time.

Mu Qiong said: "Mother, it's a new society now, monogamy and men and women are equal...why can't men wash clothes?"

"I've never heard of this." Zhu Wanwan was a little taken aback, monogamous?Equality between men and women?

"Mother, it's like this in foreign countries, but in our country, women have been oppressed before, and they can't stand up for a while..." Mu Qiong said.

Women in the Republic of China had a much better life than before, but in fact, most of them still did not stand up.

Even many new women who have gone to college, because of the education they have received all the time, they can often accept that their husbands have other women.

Of course, not everyone is like that.

Thinking of this, Mu Qiong told Zhu Wanwan half-truths about foreign affairs, such as monogamy in foreign countries, women also have the right to inherit, and they can be queens and so on.

In fact, the status of foreign women was not very high during this period, but Mu Qiong beautified it, and what he said greatly shocked Zhu Wanwan.

As for Mu Changyu, he became fascinated.

As Mu Qiong said, he had already washed the quilt.

At that time, the sheets and quilts were all made of earthen cloth, which was so thick and heavy that it couldn't fit in a large wooden basin, so it was a bit unreasonable for a weak woman to wash it.

Mu Qiong helped wash the bed sheet and quilt cover, and asked Zhu Wanwan to hold one end of the bed sheet quilt cover, and she held the other end, and then twisted them in different directions to wring the bed sheet quilt cover dry.

"I've never twisted the floor like this before." Zhu Wanwan sighed and said, "Qiong'er, you have great strength."

Mu Qiong didn't expect to be praised even if he twisted the quilt: "Mother, let's dry the quilt."

While Mu Qiong's family was busy, Li Dazhongbao's editor-in-chief was still at the newspaper office and did not come home.

The newspapers at this time were basically printed with newsprint shipped from abroad. The ones shipped from Europe were more expensive, and the ones shipped from Japan were cheaper. two dollars.

In addition, the printing fee is four yuan for a thousand sheets of paper, plus other expenses such as editor's salary and scheduling fee.Rent, etc., Dazhong Daily's income is not high when the sales volume does not exceed [-].

Fortunately, many of the articles in the newspaper are written by the people in their editorial department themselves, and they have advertising revenue, so the income is not bad.

"Editor Li, tomorrow's newspaper will be printed at [-] at a time, isn't it a bit too risky?" asked an editor who founded Dazhong Daily with Editor Li.

They used to print 50 copies, sometimes sold out and sometimes not, but now they print [-] directly... This is an extra [-] yuan, and if they don't sell out, they will lose money.

"No, we have "Study Abroad" after all." Editor-in-Chief Li said.

"The writing is good, but..."

"Old Zhao, this book is not only well-written... You have to know that people in the past didn't write books like this. Maybe this book will be praised by people from the new school." Editor-in-Chief Li said.

Now the new school people are becoming more and more active, and Dazhong Daily has a bad reputation among the new school people. They think they know to publish some vulgar things. Sometimes women cry and men beat and kill.

But that's not what he thought either.

He is not some rich new-style person who keeps running a newspaper despite losing money every day, and is against the government. If the newspaper is closed, he will continue to open it in another place.

He had to support his family and the employees of the newspaper.

Therefore, he can only publish some romantic or life-and-death stories.

He always thought that their newspaper could only publish these things, but he didn't expect to see "Study Abroad".

When he first read the first [-] characters, although he thought the book was good and amazing, he didn't think too much about it, but now he read more and more, and read it several times... The book has become so Over the years, hooked his heart the tightest.

At dawn the next day, the head of the newspaper vendor came to pick up a new issue of Dazhong Daily.

Editor-in-Chief Li got up late in the morning, and usually let others hand over the news to the head of the newspaper vendor, but today he waited in person, and when someone came, he even sent two cans of jacket lique cigarettes.

Jacklick cigarettes are imported, and the price is much higher than that of local cigarettes. A can of fifty sticks costs seven or eight cents.

"Today we have a new story in our newspaper, it's about overseas students, and it's very well written." Editor-in-Chief Li introduced "Study Abroad", boasting again and again.

The head of the newspaper vendor and Editor-in-Chief Li are also old friends: "Okay, I will let the people under me shout more!"

After the head of the newspaper vendor took the newspaper, he asked his subordinates to distribute it to the newsboys, and specifically told them to sell more Dazhong newspapers.

In addition, Dazhong Daily also sent people to deliver the newspapers ordered by someone.

Some wealthy locals dislike the trouble of buying newspapers every day, so they simply pay more to order newspapers and have them delivered to them. Dazhong Daily has many such customers.

At dawn, the people in the concession began their new day of life.

Boss Chen has developed the habit of buying newspapers since he heard Mu Qiong read the newspapers, buying a report and a public newspaper every day.

He came out of home today, bought two copies as usual, and took them to a western restaurant.

It was still early, and there was still no one in the western restaurant, but shopkeeper Zhang was already there.

"Old Zhang, why are you here so early?"

"Left and right are already awake." Shopkeeper Zhang smiled.

"It's good if you came earlier... tell me about this newspaper." Boss Chen put the two newspapers in front of shopkeeper Zhang.

Shopkeeper Zhang read the declaration first.

There was a lot of information on the declaration, but Boss Chen probably didn't listen to it after listening to it, and asked him to talk about the rest, but after searching through the thick declaration, Boss Chen didn't hear the news he wanted to hear.

"Hey..." Boss Chen said, "You better tell me about Dazhongbao!"

Shopkeeper Zhang read Dazhongbao.

Shopkeeper Zhang read Dazhongbao in Cantonese, Boss Chen could understand it, but... "Your newspaper is not as good as Xiao Mu's."

Shopkeeper Zhang also heard Mu Qiong read the newspaper: "He didn't read the newspaper, he told you again."

"You tell me the same thing."

"I don't have the ability." Shopkeeper Zhang didn't listen, and just read on.

When read in this way, the whole story seemed to be well-mannered. Boss Chen always felt that it was not as good as what Mu Qiong told.

After listening to the story written by Mr. Wen Da, Boss Chen didn't intend to listen to it any more. He didn't want shopkeeper Zhang to say: "I didn't see the news you wanted to hear in the report before, but in this newspaper... there is a story called "Study Abroad" "."

"Study abroad?" Boss Chen became interested immediately: "Read it to me!"

Shopkeeper Zhang looked at it first, and then read it.

Cantonese rings out in western restaurants.

Xiao Wang and others like to listen to Mu Qiong talk about the newspaper, but at the moment shopkeeper Zhang reads Cantonese, they don't understand, so they are not interested, they just chat by themselves.

While chatting, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

Before, when Boss Chen listened to the shopkeeper Zhang reading a novel written by Mr. Wenda, he would say a few words such as "well written" and "it should be like this" from time to time, and he would immediately say a few words in Cantonese, but this time Well, he didn't make any sound at all.

They were puzzled, looked at Boss Chen, and suddenly found that Boss Chen was sitting at the counter with tears streaming down his face.

In a small western-style building in the British Concession.

Early in the morning, the butler brought all the newspapers delivered from everywhere into the house.

After going downstairs in the morning, and it was still early, the male owner in his forties took out the declaration and started to read it.

After a while, a young man in his twenties came down from upstairs. He called "Dad", glanced at the pile of newspapers, and took a newspaper to read.

Then, another middle-aged woman came down.

"Mom." The young man called out and continued to read the newspaper, while the middle-aged man asked, "Where's my mother?"

"Mother is already up and dressing." The middle-aged woman said, and then picked out the popular newspaper from a pile of newspapers to read.

"Mom, why do you always see this kind of thing?" the young man said.

"As a pastime, and your grandma likes to listen to this newspaper, I'll read it first, and I can read it to her later." The middle-aged woman said.

The middle-aged woman doesn't like the stories written by Mr. Wen Da, she thinks they are always killing people, and it is annoying to watch. She has always liked the short love stories behind the popular newspapers.

Whether it is a poor scholar and a young lady, or a poor scholar and a vixen, she loves to read it.

"Study abroad?" The woman opened the newspaper and her eyes fell on a topic.

Her son was clamoring all day long to study abroad... She looked at it.

After watching for a while, she suddenly cried.

"Mom, why did you cry so early in the morning?" The young man was a little helpless: "Is it possible that a man and a woman were separated for a long time, and when they were about to meet and recognize each other, someone died again?"

"No... I don't know why, but I just want to cry... Sigh, you should stop studying abroad!" the middle-aged woman said.

"What kind of mess did you read?" The young man was a little unhappy, and grabbed the Dazhong newspaper: "I said this kind of newspaper, don't subscribe at home!"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the article "Study Abroad".

At first he was a little annoyed, and looked at the ten lines, just wanting to pick out the mistakes, but after watching, his mentality changed.

He fell silent, read it from the beginning, word by word, and then, he became angry again...

In the end, he slapped the newspaper on the table: "Why don't you go to study abroad! It's because everyone can't accept new ideas and the country can't develop, so we are looked down upon! I think Jiang Zhenguo is right. We have to go out and learn more knowledge to bring back!"

He patted it and put the newspaper away again: "This novel...is quite enjoyable to read! I'm going to take it to school!"

"No, your grandma is still waiting to hear the report!" The middle-aged woman hurriedly stopped.

The young man had no choice but to put down the newspaper, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect such an article to appear in the Dazhong newspaper. I'll go buy a few copies."

Concession Street.

The newsboy held the newspaper and yelled: "I've read the newspaper, I've read the newspaper! Would you like to buy a popular newspaper, sir? There are stories about foreign students written by foreign students in the newspaper today!"

A few female students walked by while chatting, and when they heard the word "international student", they immediately became interested: "Come here, kid, you said there are stories written by international students in today's newspaper?"

"That's right! It's still a story about him going to study abroad. Miss, do you want to buy it?" the newsboy asked.

These days, the family background of female students is better than that of male students.

After all, ordinary families would let the boys in the family go to school, but they would not let the girls in the family go to school, not to mention that girls' schools are generally much more expensive than boys' schools.

A female student immediately took out a copper coin: "Give me one."

The newsboy immediately gave her a copy of the popular newspaper.

She came to school with the newspaper, turned to the back, and read "Study Abroad".

What Jiang Zhenguo said when he boarded the ship had thoughts, which made her blood boil, and all the things that happened on the ship made her eyes sour...

As a Chinese, she empathizes with Jiang Zhenguo's feelings.

When she saw the Chinese crew members on the ship die of illness... She obviously hated this character, but she couldn't help but shed tears, and she didn't even notice that the teacher entered the classroom.

There are many, many people who read Dazhong Daily.

And these people have basically seen the story of "Study Abroad".

Each of them has a different identity, but they have the same sour mood when they see this story.