Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed Into A Stick

"Uncle He, you're back? Your father-in-law and mother-in-law didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

Seeing He Yuzhu coming, Jia Geng couldn't help but tease him.

"Why do you make things difficult for me? You are very satisfied with me!" He Yuzhu laughed loudly, and then asked, "Is this the radio you bought?"

"Well, not bad?" Jia Geng said proudly.

"Oh, not bad!" He Yuzhu came over to have a look, and even reached out to touch it, and asked, "Where did you get so much money, kid? You can't buy it with the money from selling rabbits again?"

Before Jia Geng could speak, Aunt 3 explained for him, "Bang Ji is also very good. His novel was published and I bought it with the royalties!"

"Ah?" Qin Huairu was stunned again, looking at her son with a puzzled expression.

Wasn't it bought with the money from selling rabbits?

"Son, tell Mom, what's the matter with your novel manuscript fee? How did you buy it? You made it clear."

Jia Geng just took out the radio, the manual, and some parts, and was about to plug it in to see the radio effect.

Hearing his mother's question, he knew that he should explain clearly, so he said:

"I wrote a novel and sent it to a newspaper, but they published it and paid me back.

As he said that, he took out the check withdrawal slip from his pocket and handed it to his mother after withdrawing money from the bank.

Qin Huairu took it with a question mark on his face, looked at his son in doubt, and then looked down at the withdrawal form in his hand.

At this time, people in the courtyard heard that Qin Huairu had bought a new radio at home, and they all came to watch it.

Jia Geng's house was already full of people, and everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at the radio they just bought.

In this yard, only three uncles have radios, but they are all old-fashioned and bought second-hand.

Naturally, it is incomparable with this first-hand one, and they all looked at it curiously.

However, everyone was shocked when they heard that the 3 aunts said that they wrote a novel and published it.

They all whispered to each other.

"This stick is in the third grade of elementary school, can write novels?"

"Yes, you are only 10 years old, how do you write it?"

"You won't lie, will you?"

"You don't need to use this reason to lie, do you?"

"Didn't the sticks sell rabbits for a lot of money?"

"How much money was sold to buy a sewing machine! Still have money to buy a radio?"

"That's true..."

"This, this..." Seeing the numbers on the withdrawal form, Qin Huairu was immediately dumbfounded.

My mind was completely blank, I couldn't hear the sounds around me, and I felt my legs were a little weak.

"Mom, are you okay?" Jia Geng immediately understood when he saw his mother's expression. 12

Well, I was frightened, and the surprise turned into fright again.

Seeing that my mother was a little unstable, she immediately stepped forward to support her, and slowly sat on the stool.

"Son, son, stick, stem, this, this..." Qin Huairu felt that she couldn't speak anymore.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Qin Jingru saw that something was wrong with her sister, and reached out to take the withdrawal form.

Looking at the numbers written on it, he opened his mouth and widened his eyes.

Then he rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, it was still this horrible number.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" He Yuzhu felt a little strange seeing the two of them.

Taking it from the withdrawal form in Qin Jingru's hand, she was dumbfounded when she saw it.

"Bang, you, don't you? You..."

"You guys?" The 2nd uncle who was standing beside him was suddenly amused, looking at the few people with some doubts, why did they all have such expressions.

It wasn't like that when I bought a sewing machine.

How did a cheaper radio look like this.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it's so good, and I made so much money selling rabbits.

Relying on his identity as the uncle in the yard, he went straight up and took the withdrawal slip from He Yuzhu's hand.

"What? A manuscript fee of 750 yuan?"

2 The uncle yelled, he couldn't believe it, and looked at it again, it really was so.

No wonder these people looked like they had seen a ghost after seeing it.

"Ah? What, what is 750 yuan?" The third uncle who heard the words of the second uncle leaned over in surprise.

Good guy, what is written on it is not this horrible number.

It's really visually impactful.

"Bang, you, your novels are so valuable! Really, there is so much money!"

boom!

The other people present were in an uproar.

They also crowded forward one after another, wanting to take a look at the list.

"Wow, it's true."

"Let me see, indeed, it says 750 yuan!"

"I saw it too, the stick is too powerful!"

"Yeah, I really didn't expect a little writer to appear in our yard!"

"What's the title of the book? What kind of novel do I want to read?"

"Let me see, it's not written here!"

"Hey, I said, Xiao Qin, so much money should be kept in a safe place. It's not safe for a child to hold it!"

"Yeah!"

As soon as Qin Huairu heard about Qian, she immediately came to life and her mind cleared up.

Looking at his son, he said softly, "Son, where is the money?"

Just as Jia Geng was about to take out the money, he heard Mr. 1 shouting at the door: "What's the matter, what happened?"

1 The uncle lives in the backyard. Hearing such a big commotion here, as someone in charge of the yard, he must come and have a look.

Everyone made way for him.

Also brief him.

"Uncle 1, this stick is really powerful, I bought a radio."

"What's more, he bought it with royalties."

"And he paid 75% faster to publish the novel!"

"This..." Uncle 1 looked confused, a little confused.

After the novel written by the stick was published, it still earned so much royalties?

He immediately walked quickly to the table and saw a new radio at a glance.

But at this time, the radio is not the point.

"Bang, everyone gathers together, what's going on?"

"Uncle 1!" Jia Geng greeted, knowing that this matter must be clearly explained.

"It's like this. I wrote a novel, submitted it, and it was picked up by the newspaper and published. Then I received the manuscript fee. Then I bought a radio!"

"That's it?" Uncle 1 was puzzled, why did it feel wrong, it seemed that important things were omitted.

"Where's the money?" The other two uncles asked in unison.

Qin Huairu's speech just now was interrupted by the arrival of the first uncle.

So she came back to her senses and looked at her son again: "Bang, where is the money?"

"Mom, here!" Jia Geng pretended to take it out of the drawer, but actually took it from the space.

"Ah!" Qin Huairu looked at the bundles of money in his son's hands in surprise, and immediately stepped forward to take them.

There are 6 bundles in total, and each bundle is 10 sheets of 10 yuan.

There is also a 10 yuan and a 5 yuan.

"615 yuan!" Uncle 3 was good at calculating, and he could tell the amount of money at a glance.

boom!

It was the first time for everyone present except Jia Geng to see so much money.

This is equivalent to the income of a family in the compound for one and a half years without eating or drinking.

Now is a special period, every household can't get enough to eat, and uses money to buy food on the black market, so there is no need to talk about saving money.

This is a lot of money. It can be said that it will take more than ten years to save so much money under careful calculation.

Of course, the eighth-level fitter, Mr. 1, must be removed here.

"Oh, my dear grandson! You are so smart!" Jia Zhang had a very happy smile on his face.

Jia Geng was able to get back so much money, which shows that his grandson is very good, and his face is smeared.

"You boy, I really didn't expect that you are really good!" He Yuzhu looked at the bundles of money in a daze, thinking that if his father hadn't taken most of his money back then, he would have so much money now.

"Ah, this?" Qin Jingru looked at Jia Geng. She really didn't know what to say at this time. She knew that her nephew was smart, so she only recruited him and helped her find such a good husband.

But from today's point of view, he is still underestimated. Just writing a novel can earn money that he may not have been able to save for decades in the countryside.

"Oh, that's right!" Uncle 3, as a people's teacher, thought of something and asked: "What is the title of the novel you published, we can take a look and read it!"

"That's right, that's right, I don't know the title of the book yet! Everyone, please read it carefully!" The 2nd uncle nodded and said.

Such a valuable novel must not make people hopeless.

"Bang, what is the name of your novel, where is it published, we can buy it and have a look!" Uncle 1 is also looking forward to this book with such a high manuscript fee.

All the people present at this time had a strong interest in Jia Geng's novels.

Jia Geng took out the thick letter from the drawer, took out the monthly magazine and the receipt.

"Mom, look! This is it!"

As he spoke, he showed Qin Huairu a line of words on the cover.

""Only mother is good in the world"." Qin Huairu's eyes turned red when he saw the words on it.

I thought of my son saying the same thing when I tried on new clothes for my son the day before yesterday.

"Stick, my dear son."

Qin Huairu immediately put his arms around Jia Geng, his son knew and understood the hard work he had done for the family.

The pain I have endured in the past few years, looking at it now, is worth it every day.

Emotional place, can not help but shed tears.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Jia Geng asked softly, being held tightly by his mother.

Although he enjoyed being surrounded by mother's love, he was still a little embarrassed when so many people watched him.

"It's okay! Mom is happy!" Qin Huairu showed a happy smile.

"What book should I see?" As a teacher, Uncle 3 has a strong interest in writing, and he directly brings the monthly magazine and receipts regardless of whether he is willing or not.

"The title of this book is "Only Mom is Good in the World", what a good name!"

Everyone present was taken aback, the title of the book is really easy to understand and catchy.

Judging from the title of the book, it is probably about how great a mother is.

Everyone thought to themselves, probably the stick stem was written in reference to his mother Qin Huairu.

Some aunts and aunts who have become mothers are all jealous.

This stick is really filial. I just bought a sewing machine for my mother the day before yesterday, and now I write novels to praise my mother.

"Ouch! This is amazing!"

At this time, Uncle 3 exclaimed in surprise, and then said: "This is 50,000 words, and the manuscript fee is 15 yuan for 1,000 words. This is the highest level of remuneration for a manuscript."

As a teacher, he also thought about submitting some manuscripts, and wanted to earn some manuscript fees to subsidize his family.

Unfortunately, the editor didn't like it and wasted money on envelopes and stamps.

Therefore, Uncle 3 also knows some things about the calculation of remuneration.

"50,000 words?" The second uncle was shocked again, he is only a high school student, and he has not written so many words in his life!

"That's right! Bangjo, how did you write so many words?" Uncle 1 was also very surprised.

Everyone present was amazed again, how could this be written?

You know stick stem is just a 1

My little one is only in the third grade of elementary school.

"That's right! Awesome, why haven't I seen you write it?" He Yuzhu still knows this kid very well, he is smart and clever, but he has written so many words, it is impossible not to have seen it

"That's right! Son, I don't think I've seen you write anything?" Qin Huairu was also puzzled.

"Mom, don't I often read comic books in Sister He Yushui's room?"

Naturally, Jia Geng couldn't tell the truth, so he told a lie.

Continue writing:

"I read a lot of books, so I thought I would write and read, and then I would write and revise in my sister's room every day, and gradually accumulated so many words, it has been several months! "

"Haha! I didn't expect that this novel would be picked up by the editor!"

After finishing speaking, Jia Geng touched his head with a surprised expression.

It still needs to be low-key, after all, the amount of money is too much.

"Boy, it's no wonder you often go to my sister's room, that's how it is!" He Yuzhu was stunned, this guy went to He Yushui's room to read children's books when he had nothing to do, no wonder

If you read a lot of books, you will naturally imitate and write, and it is not difficult to understand.

"I didn't expect that, awesome, you have a talent for writing!" Uncle 3, as a teacher, was very envious of this.

I have been rejected many times and wasted a lot of stamp money. It hurts when I think about it.

"Oh, that's how it is!" The 2nd uncle was a little envious, the three sons of his family combined could not compare with Jia Geng.

"That's right, great! It's a credit to our hospital." Uncle 1 nodded heavily and gestured his thumbs!

The people present also nodded and understood.

After all, the stick has already received the manuscript fee list, and it is still so much money.

Even if you have doubts, what can you say?

The facts are right in front of you!

"Hey, awesome! I saw on the receipt that it said that you also wrote a song "Only Mom is Good in the World", and you were also paid for the manuscript?"

At this time, the third uncle who was holding the withdrawal form for the novel suddenly found something suspicious again, and looked at Jia Geng with some doubts.

"Oh, yes! I composed a piece of music. It's in the monthly magazine, too."

At this time, Jia Geng had already plugged in the wires and started debugging the radio.

Soon the radio came rustling.

Everyone present at this time would not criticize that Banggen bought such an expensive radio. After all, he bought it with his manuscript fee, and it was a small part of the manuscript fee.

People were surprised to hear that Jia Geng said that he had composed a piece of music, and then heard the sound of the radio, and they all turned their attention to Jia Geng and the machine he was debugging.

"Bang, when will you be able to compose music?" Uncle 3 quickly found the tune.

"The teacher taught some at school, and I went to the school study to check it myself. 660 composed music randomly."

Jia Geng smiled and said casually.

"Master 3, let me take a look." Seeing that everyone wanted to read the monthly magazine, Qin Huairu immediately took the monthly magazine from the uncle's hand first.

After all, she is the head of the family, and she wants to see it first.

3 Uncle was a little reluctant and wanted to read a novel, but he had to return it.

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure."

"You can't enjoy happiness if you throw it into your mother's arms."

Qin Huairu muttered softly, tears could not help but slipped down from the corners of her eyes again.

"Mom, this song is to praise the great mother, and it is written for you." Jia Geng quickly explained when he saw his mother began to cry again.

"The lyrics are so well written! My son has a heart!" Qin Huairu wiped away tears, with a smile on his face.

"Bang, what a good boy!" He Yuzhu was also very moved after listening to a few lines of the lyrics.

He couldn't help but think of himself and his sister, who had been abandoned by their father when their mother died since childhood.

This kid is getting more and more able to please his mother.

I also know how to be filial to my mother more and more. It seems that Sister Qin's tutoring is really good!

"These sentences are really well written."

"Yes, a child with a mother is like a treasure!"

The other people present also nodded one after another. This family is even younger, but they are very filial.

As soon as Xiao Dang heard the song, he asked: "Mom [teach me to sing?"

Xiaohuaihua also said, "I want to sing too."

"Bang, how do you sing this song?" Qin Huairu knew the lyrics, but couldn't read the score.

So she couldn't sing, so she had to look at her son.

"Huh?!" Jia Geng was taken aback for a moment. Although he could sing himself, he felt a little embarrassed in front of the public.

Since he was an orphan in his previous life, he is not a person who is good at expressing his feelings with words, but only silently expresses them with actions.

However, at this time, the radio came to his rescue.

After Jia Geng's debugging, I finally heard the broadcast.

"Listen friends, good evening everyone, now play a song that has just been recorded.

"The title of this song is "Only Mom is Good in the World". The song is simple and clear, and the lyrics are easy to understand, but it deeply praises our great mother."

"Let's listen to it together!"

Then, everyone heard a child's voice singing slowly.

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure."

"Put it in the arms of mother, and you can't enjoy happiness."

"Only a mother is good in the world, a child without a mother is like a grass.

"Where can you find happiness when you leave the arms of your mother."

Relaxed and lively melody, easy to understand lyrics.

Everyone present, one counts as one, even Xiaohuaihua Xiaodang, who also learned it very quickly.

Start humming slowly.

I couldn't help being shocked by Jia Geng's talent again.

Qin Huairu listened to the song written by her son with a happy face, feeling very satisfied in her heart.

Just when everyone is silent in the beautiful song.

They all smelled a burnt smell.

"Hey, this smell, is the kitchen on fire?"

"Oh!" He Yuzhu exclaimed, and said: "I just put the pork in the pot, but the water was gone.

"I, Chef He Yuzhu, will lose my fame for a lifetime."

Hahaha!

Everyone laughed at once. .