1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

Chapter 116: My wife’s small treasury exploded again, exceeding five thousand!

But it was useless for Cheng Xuemin to tell his brother-in-law now. When they returned home, the house had already been rushed by a group of women!

"Big Boss Cheng, I heard from Sister Lin that you are going to play the role of the horse herder Xu Lingjun?"

When sister-in-law Feng Jiamo saw them come back, she was the first to rush up and shout at Cheng Xuemin.

"Uh……"

Cheng Xuemin parked his bicycle and looked at Zhu Lin who was sitting around the fire in the house, and the smaller Zhu Shan next to them. He felt a little scared!
He had just told his eldest brother-in-law on the way not to say anything when he came back, but what was going on with this Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters?

Did you go to his house in advance to give him a heads-up?
"Xuemin, come here. Are you really going to film The Shepherd and play Xu Lingjun?"

Cheng Xuemin ignored his trouble-making sister-in-law, but this time it was his woman Feng Jiayou who asked him about it, and he couldn't avoid it!

He could only bite the bullet and move over to respond, "My dear, this is the case! Today, Yanying Film Studio is recruiting new members, and the script used in the interview was mine!"

"Unfortunately, Zhu Shimao, who booked Xu Lingjun, was not present, so Lao Teng and Lao Xie from Yanying Film Studio grabbed a strong man from my eldest brother and asked him to take his place and audition with the applicant!"

"But my eldest brother pushed me forward directly, and Lao Teng and Lao Xie also urged me to give it a try. I had no choice!"

"Is that right, brother?!"

After saying that, he directly put the blame on his elder brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao. Originally, he was the one who took the responsibility, but he failed and so Cheng Xuemin took over.

"That's what happened!" Feng Jiazhao also came in, glanced at the women present, and added, "Old Xie and Old Teng all said that Xuemin and Zhu Lin acted like real people. If Xuemin plays Xu Lingjun, then Li Xiuzhi will be Zhu Lin's!"

What the hell!

Brother-in-law, can you please be a better person? When did Old Xie and the others say this?
Cheng Xuemin's face turned black when he heard that. If you can't speak, then please don't speak. It looks like you can't escape being beaten on the washboard tonight!
"Really? Brother Jiazhao, did the leaders of Yan Film Studio really say that? To let me play Li Xiuzhi?"

Zhu Lin, on the other hand, listened to Feng Jiazhao's words, and his eyes instantly lit up and he asked with great joy. Little Zhu Shan, who was standing next to him, looked at Cheng Xuemin with an obviously dodging look, her face flushed with shame, "You haven't forgotten that love letter, have you?"

Feng Jiayou and the others were also looking at them in astonishment. Didn’t they expect that the two of them had such strong acting talents?

Zhu Lin is better off. After all, her mother is an old artist and her father is a professor at Yandian College. She has been influenced by them since she was a child, so it is better that she has a talent for acting.

But what about Cheng Xuemin?
He is a man from northern Shaanxi. It's already amazing that he can write articles, but how can he act in a movie in one take?

If Cheng Xuemin really were to play Xu Lingjun, wouldn't it mean that he wrote the novel, he wrote the script, and now he's also playing the protagonist Lao Xu, so he can do everything and is great?

"That hasn't been decided yet, let's put it this way!"

Feng Jiazhao left without saying a word and went straight back to his own room.

"Sister Lin, my elder brother means that only if Old Cheng plays Xu Lingjun will he choose your Li Xiuzhi!"

"If he doesn't play Xu Lingjun, it's hard to say whether Li Xiuzhi is you or not!"

"Right, bro?!"

The sister-in-law Feng Jiamo helped to add a sentence and asked her elder brother Feng Jiazhao to confirm it. Feng Jiazhao did not dare to respond and pretended not to hear it.

Anyway, that was what Mr. Xie and Mr. Pan meant at the time, and he brought all the words back. Let them guess what they thought in the end!

"No, no! I told Lao Xie and Lao Teng at the time that I don't have the time to act!"

"I have so many manuscripts to write, how can I spare the time?"

Cheng Xuemin quickly shook his head in denial. When did Old Xie and Old Teng say that if Zhu Lin wanted Li Xiuzhi, he, Cheng Xuemin, had to have sex with Xu Lingjun? !

That’s not true. My brother-in-law really doesn’t mind having too many women in his family. He dares to make such a fuss. It’s going to kill people!
After saying that, he hid back in his own room. There were too many women outside and he was afraid that he could not handle them all.

Afterwards, outside, the youngest and youngest sisters of the Feng family, sisters Zhu Lin and Zhu Shan, the eldest sister-in-law Ke Yumei and the second sister-in-law Sun Juan, all gathered together to warm themselves by the fire, continuing to talk and laugh.

But Cheng Xuemin knew that the conversation with his brother-in-law just now had made all these women feel itchy!

Anyone who interrupts will surely set the stove on fire.

Fortunately, no one interrupted, and when Cheng Xuemin noticed Feng Jiayou coming in to call him for dinner, he had already discovered that the two Zhu sisters had gone home!

They came here purely to find out the result of Zhu Lin's interview today.

Although Lao Teng decided on the spot to let her report to Yanying Studio tomorrow, the two examiners Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiazhao lived right next to her house. Could they not come over to inquire about the follow-up?
"Xuemin, are you painting?"

When Feng Jiayou came in, he found Cheng Xuemin drawing something on the drawing paper and asked casually.

"Well, just draw for fun, change your mind!"

Cheng Xuemin nodded. He did not hide behind the illustrations but did it openly in front of the woman. Anyway, his excuse was very good. He was trying to change his brain because he had run out of inspiration.

How could Feng Jiayou know that this illustration he drew for fun was worth twelve yuan in royalties?

cant!
If Cheng Xuemin hadn't been approached by Lao Pan, the art editor of People's Literature, he wouldn't have known that his storyboards were so valuable.

So Cheng Xuemin didn’t know that the illustrations in those magazines were paid separately. Feng Jiayou had only published two articles, so it was even more impossible for him to know!

Therefore, he didn’t have to hide from Feng Jiayou when setting up a quid pro quo for illustrations. He could do it openly under the woman’s nose.

"No inspiration?!"

As expected, Feng Jiayou did not suspect anything. She knew that this was her man's way of trying to find inspiration after he ran out of ideas.

He stepped forward with some heartache, helped Cheng Xuemin soothe his temples, and suggested: "Why don't you play Xu Lingjun, just to change your brain?"

"Just now I heard from Sister Lin that Director Xie promised not to take up too much of your time. It will only take about a month. How about going out and relaxing?"

"You've been working so hard lately, I'm afraid you're under too much pressure!"

In fact, Feng Jiayou had also thought about it. Apart from thinking about buying a house and moving out at the beginning, he was in a hurry to write articles and publish them to earn royalties so as to buy a house and move out.

Then she could see that her man was indeed under a lot of pressure.

But it’s different now!

The small stash they have now is enough for them to find a house!
If they didn't want to move to a better house, they could have bought one of those tenement houses they had seen before. But good houses are hard to come by, so they can take their time to look for one. There's no rush! The pressure on them is indeed not as great as before.

Feng Jia began to feel sorry for her man when she was young, and she has always felt sorry for her man.

If Cheng Xuemin wanted to play Xu Lingjun, she would definitely not stop him. She felt even more distressed when she heard her husband decline the offer by saying he had no time to write scripts.

As for Li Xiuzhi who was worried about Zhu Lin?
The entertainment industry in this era was a pure profession, full of pure revolutionary friendship. There was no such thing as all the messy scandals and hype in the entertainment industry in later generations.

"Wife, I really don't have much time!"

Cheng Xuemin didn't expect that Feng Jiayou would actually support him going, but he really didn't have the time.

And he said, "Besides, your belly is getting bigger day by day, how can I go out to film?"

"Forget it, forget it. I'll ask my brother to talk to Old Xie and reject him!"

Cheng Xuemin put down the pencil in his hand, held Feng Jiayou's hands with both hands, and was serious.

"Really not going?!"

"Wouldn't Sister Lin be very disappointed?"

Seeing that Cheng Xuemin's tone was so firm, Feng Jiayou didn't say anything else. However, when she thought of Zhu Lin's expectant look when he asked her for help before leaving, she couldn't help but mention Zhu Lin!
Her elder brother Feng Jiazhao had said that if Cheng Xuemin didn't play the role of Xu Lingjun, Yan Film Studio might not let Zhu Lin play Li Xiuzhi.

This also made Feng Jiayou feel puzzled. How well did their acting match each other that Xie Jin and the Yanying Studio insisted on having them both on the show together?
If she had known that Yanying Studio was recruiting actors for the script of The Horse Shepherd today and had captured her husband's able-bodied man to play Xu Lingjun, then Feng Jiayou would have wanted to challenge Li Xiuzhi.

Unfortunately, if I go now, it will inevitably seem like I’m trying to steal the role.

Besides, Feng Jiayou was not sure whether she could play the role of Li Xiuzhi well, even though outsiders praised her as Li Xiuzhi played by Xu Lingjun.

But if she really plays Li Xiuzhi, she may not be able to do it well.

Well, the most important thing is that she is pregnant now, so she can’t act well!
"What's there to be disappointed about? Big brother was just teasing me. I guess if nothing unexpected happens, Old Xie will use Zhu Lin!"

Feng Jiayou listened to Cheng Xuemin's words, nodded and said, "It's up to you. It's only a month anyway. Xuemin, if you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, let your brother go back to Lao Xie!"

"Ok!"

"By the way, wife, we can celebrate again tonight!"

Cheng Xuemin took out the 2,000 yuan script fee bill from Yanying Studio from his pocket and looked at Feng Jiayou with a lewd smile on his face.

"Is it really the final fee?!"

"Two thousand? Didn't I hear from my eldest brother that there were only seventeen thousand?"

When Feng Jiayou saw the manuscript fee receipt, his eyes lit up so brightly that he quickly grabbed it to take a look!

She found out it was actually two thousand, not just seventeen thousand as her eldest brother mentioned yesterday.

Although there was a shortfall of three hundred yuan, Feng Jiayou and Cheng Xuemin were not too disappointed. After all, they were already very satisfied to get much more royalties for a small script than for the manuscript itself!

But now he found out that it was still two thousand. Feng Jiayou was so surprised and surprised.

"I guess it was originally two thousand yuan, but I think the Yan Film Studio deliberately lowered the price with my brother first, and then raised the price in front of him, so that he would think a little better of us!"

Cheng Xuemin looked at this money-grubber woman. If he really couldn't move too much, he would have to practice all his martial arts and gun skills at night and kill her!
"Then you really should think of him for a little kindness! So, you really won't go, Xuemin?"

Feng Jiayou nodded repeatedly and rubbed the payment slip in his hands happily. How could this be fake?
"Sister, Big Boss Cheng is calling you to eat! What are you doing dawdling around in the house?"

At this time, my sister-in-law Feng Jiamo rushed in again, shouting loudly.

Seeing her sister trying to hide quickly, she took a quick look at the cat and exclaimed, "Oh my God, Boss Cheng, you got another bill for your manuscript?!"

"Sister, let me see, let me see! How much did Big Boss Cheng send?"

As he spoke, he rushed forward, eager to see it!
"Don't grab, don't grab, Feng Jiamo, you want to die, don't grab, don't grab!"

Although Feng Jiayou said "don't grab it, don't grab it", he was very honest with his hands. He didn't show off the two thousand yuan manuscript fee in front of Feng Jiamo too proudly.

Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo's eyes bulged out, she gasped and exclaimed, "No way!? Two thousand yuan!? Sister, how does Big Boss Cheng make money? Is writing really that profitable?"

"Big Boss Cheng, you've become a local rich man now!"

Shocked and numb!

Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo went through the whole thing quickly in her mind. Ever since it was revealed that the author of The Horse Wrangler, Lao Xu, was her eldest brother Cheng, how much royalties did this guy earn for her sister?
If you don't count, you won't know. Once you count, you'll be shocked! Just the amount she knows is at least over 5,000!
More than five thousand!

When Feng Jiamo was still jumping for joy because her parents occasionally gave her a few cents of pocket money, her sister and Lao Cheng had quietly earned more than 5,000 yuan!

A typical local rich man!
If this had happened a few years ago, he would have definitely been beaten!
"Sister, Mr. Cheng..."

Seeing her sister so happy, Feng Jia came up with a plan and opened her mouth to flatter her, but her sister glared at her, then understood her in an instant and shouted, "Sister! Brother-in-law, good brother-in-law, give me some pocket money!"

"Look at Zhu Shan. Her sister gave her five yuan in pocket money as soon as she came back..."

"Didn't I give you pocket money when I came back?"

Without waiting for Feng Jiamo to finish, Feng Jiayou raised his eyes and said, "Just call me brother-in-law in a nice tone and say 'good brother-in-law' more often. Maybe she will be happy and give you a reward of one or two yuan!"

But what can I do?

Zhu Lin gave her sister pocket money like her real sister. Feng Jiamo had envied her all her life and forgot that when she came back from northern Shaanxi just now, she went to visit her sister Feng Jiamo in the western suburbs and gave her ten yuan pocket money.

And that doesn’t include the meat bought for my second uncle’s family, malted milk and so on!

What? It’s only been such a short time and you’ve already forgotten everything?

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(End of this chapter)