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

Chapter 122 Xuemin, what’s up with the extra three hundred yuan?

Cheng Xuemin didn't expect that Feng Jiayou was going to give half of his private money to his mother-in-law in order to make her happy!
“Are you the editor of Harvest?”

Li Xiaolin heard Cheng Xuemin's question and smiled at him, "Yes! I was just transferred to Harvest at the beginning of the month, and I received your submission, Xuemin!"

“The article “The Traitor” is well written and resonates strongly with the reflective literature proposed by Mr. Qian some time ago!”

"If the article 'The Horse Herder' published by Yanjing Literature had not been published earlier than ours, our article 'The Traitor' would have been the pioneering work of reflective literature!"

Li Xiaolin's evaluation of the article "The Traitor" hit the nail on the head, and Cheng Xuemin nodded secretly.

The article "The Traitor" that he paid tribute to may sound like a spy novel on the surface, but it is not!
Instead, it is a piece of reflective literature with the strongest reflective response after "The Horse Shepherd", and won the first prize of the Best Short Story Award for Reflective Literature that year.

If Scars is a pioneering work of scar literature following The Class Teacher, then The Traitor is definitely a pioneering work following The Shepherd's reflective literature, and was extremely representative of the era.

Therefore, Cheng Xuemin was very confident when he sent out "Harvest" directly, and he believed it would definitely be accepted!

But who knew I would have to wait so long!

Just invite the former editor-in-chief of "Harvest", Mr. Ba, and the chief editor Li Xiaolin, both father and daughter, to come!

At the same time, judging from the tone of Li Xiaolin's words, it seemed that he didn't know that he was the author of "The Shepherd".

"Xiaolin, Xiao Cheng is Lao Xu, the author of The Wrangler!"

"And he is not only the author of The Shepherd, Lao Xu, but also the author of the People's Literature article The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office, Lao Qiao!"

"The person we met in Mr. Wu's office that day was Xiao Cheng! Mr. Wu also gave us his article "Director Qiao's Taking Office" as a sample!"

"For the next few issues, try to move in this direction when selecting manuscripts!"

Seeing that his daughter didn't know yet that the author of "The Traitor", Lao Liu, was the young pioneer appointed by Mr. Wu, Mr. Ba smiled and made a comment.

Reflect on literature!

The two most thought-provoking articles were all written by Comrade Xiao Cheng!

"Ah?! Xuemin, you are Lao Xu, the author of The Shepherd, the first person in reflective literature?"

"Moreover, he is the pioneer of reform and opening up appointed by Mr. Wu, the author of "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office"?"

Just now, Li Xiaolin and Feng Jiayou's mother and daughter were chatting in the yard outside and were not paying attention to the conversation in the main room.

Now when she heard her father say that these recent manuscripts that have received great responses were all written by this person, she was so dumbfounded that she was speechless!
"I……"

Cheng Xuemin was speechless and didn't know how to respond to the extremely shocked and confusing words from the editor-in-chief!

"Cough cough!"

Just when Cheng Xuemin was choking on words and thinking about how to respond in a way that would make him appear humble, Mr. Tang, the old idiot, coughed, obviously preparing to use his ultimate move.

really!

Before Cheng Xuemin could come forward to stop him, he heard the old man say, "Little Chengzi has written more than just these few articles. I remember that Xiaolin was the editor of Shanghai Literature and Art at the beginning, right?"

“More than that?!” Li Xiaolin was shocked again and nodded repeatedly, saying, “Mr. Tang, I was indeed working at Shanghai Literature and Art before. I was transferred to Harvest at the beginning of the month not long ago, and the first article I used was Xuemin’s article “The Traitor”!”

"That's right! I seem to remember that Cheng Zi received a reply letter from you, Xiaolin, from Shanghai Literature and Art at the beginning of the month, right?"

This old man is really good at keeping people in suspense. His memory is too damn good, isn't it?
At the beginning of this month, Cheng Xuemin received a sample copy of "Female College Students' Dormitory" and a payment slip from "Shanghai Literature and Art". The sender was Li Xiaolin from Shanghai Literature and Art. Could it be that this old man's memory is so bad?
"At the beginning of the month, I sent it from Shanghai Literature and Art to Yanda University... Yes, yes, yes, that was a manuscript I adopted when I was still working at Shanghai Literature and Art, "Female College Students' Dormitory", and it was sent to Kuang Yalan, a new author at Yanda University!"

"Why, Mr. Tang, you also remember this?"

Li Xiaolin's face was filled with shock and she didn't react for a moment. What did Mr. Tang mean by suddenly mentioning Kuang Yalan from "Female College Students' Dormitory"?
"That's right! Kuang Yalan or Xiao Chengzi!"

Old Mr. Tang just pursed his lips, looked at Cheng Xuemin with a smug look on his face and said.

"Ah?! Kuang Yalan is also a student?!"

"Kekekeke...Shouldn't only female students write about things that happen in the girls' dormitory?"

Li Xiaolin also believed that Kuang Yalan, who wrote "Female College Students' Dormitory", was a female college student at Yanda University, but she didn't know that when Mr. Tang nodded, it was Cheng Xuemin in front of him.

Needless to say, Feng Jiayou next to him had already explained everything in the room. But Feng's mother looked at her good son-in-law with a very complicated expression. How many good manuscripts did he write secretly without telling her, the mother-in-law?
As the editor-in-chief of a magazine, I must have paid attention to and read the article "Female College Students' Dormitory" written by Shanghai Literature and Art. After all, the sensation has not faded until now, and the article is indeed very well written.

Moreover, Feng's mother also felt that this must be written by a female author. She heard from her own Feng Jiayou that it might have been written by a senior sister from Yan University!
But now she had no idea, as Mr. Tang pointed out so directly, that it was written by her beloved son-in-law!

Her son-in-law, a grown man, actually wrote about things in the female college dormitory, and he wrote it so realistically, as if he lived there and had personal experience!

As for Mr. Feng, he had already been given a shot of prevention by the conversation between Mr. Tang and Mr. Ba.

Knowing the passion of his son-in-law in setting up a secret treasury, there would definitely be one article after another.

But I also didn’t expect there would be so many!

Needless to say, Chen Shumin, who had been smiling apologetically, had become numb.

He thought that the first person to know that the horse shepherd Lao Xu was Cheng Xuemin, and he felt that he had seen through this guy, but he still didn't expect that this guy was so powerful and hid so deeply.

Just count them, which article is not extremely representative?

The Horse Herder is the first person to reflect on literature and the pioneering work of scar literature.
"The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office", which publicizes the political tasks assigned by Kouzi and is a pioneering work of reform and opening up;
"Female College Student Dormitory" is also very representative, and it is considered the first article to create the "student school" of reflection. It has received a positive and strong response in major universities across the country;

Now this "Traitor" is even more outrageous, because both Ba Lao and his daughter have come to the door in person.

So any article picked out here is extremely representative and has a huge response!

But this kid Cheng Xuemin is great, everything is his!

"Mr. Tang, I, I, I... I don't think I ever said that you have a short memory. Are you going to sell me out like this?!"

Cheng Xuemin had a miserable face. Old Tang was too disrespectful. He just wanted to make some private money in his treasury, so why was it so difficult?
"Yes, yes, I am indeed a forgetful old man. If you, Chengzi, hadn't reminded me, I might have forgotten another article!"

Old Master Tang, the old man, completely ignored Cheng Xuemin's misery and kept using his big moves!

"Mr. Tang, you are talking about the article "Loess Plateau" in Yanhe Literature, right?"

But this time, there was no need for Tang Laofang to ask. His wife Feng Jiayou took over the conversation and asked a question.

Let Cheng Xuemin turn around quickly and look at her with eyes full of desire to survive. Didn’t he tell her everything honestly when she turned around?

How come he didn't explain anything, but you guessed everything?
Can you give me a chance to confess?

"Yes, yes, yes! It's the article "Loess Plateau", also written by Chengzi!"

"You are quite clever, aren't you? How come you didn't notice that this boy opened so many accounts behind your back? He must have been hiding some private money, right?"

When Feng Jiayou took over the conversation, Mr. Tang was not angry. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, it is the Loess Plateau."

"No, Mr. Tang, I know all about Xuemin writing these manuscripts! I helped to proofread the manuscripts word by word. He didn't hide his private money behind my back!"

"young married woman……"

Hearing Feng Jiayou's words, Cheng Xuemin was stunned again and was extremely moved. At the critical moment, it still depends on his wife. She really helps him to block things when something happens!

This is not the first time!

The last time "The Horseman" went wrong, facing the high-pressure scolding from the mother-in-law, it was his wife who took the lead and took all the responsibility!
Come again now!

It was obvious that Cheng Xuemin was secretly setting up a slush fund to hide his own money. However, facing the teasing of Mr. Tang, his wife did not expose him. Instead, she stood up to block it and said that she knew everything!
My good wife, you must repent and kneel on the washboard at night, and make amends to her by coaxing her and rushing towards her.

"Does the debt collector know?"

Feng Jiayou's words not only made Cheng Xuemin dumbfounded and shocked, but also Feng's mother was suspicious. Were the two of them joining forces again to make her angry?
Father Feng saw through the situation but did not say anything. He secretly thought that his daughter was okay because she did not embarrass her father in front of outsiders when faced with major issues.

"You know, Jiayou!? Then why don't I usually see you and this kid go to my place to collect the manuscript fee?"

Mr. Tang, the old man, was full of suspicion and definitely didn't believe this explanation.

“Hehe, Mr. Tang, I’m pregnant and it’s not easy for me to run around, so I haven’t been to your place very often!” This reason was so strong that Lao Deng was speechless and didn’t say anything else, because it seemed like he had said everything he needed to say, right? !
"The article "Loess Plateau" in "Yanhe Literature" was also written by you, Xiao Cheng!?"

"This manuscript is amazing. When Mr. Mao read it, he praised it and said that it is very representative of the region and is very good. It reflects the simplicity and profoundness of the old farmers on the Loess Plateau!"

"When I talked to Mr. Mao about this manuscript, I thought it was written by a famous writer in northern Shaanxi. I didn't expect it was written by you, Xuemin!"

After hearing the article "Loess Plateau", Ba Lao was also moved, because two days ago he had a conversation over tea with Mao Lao, during which they mentioned several excellent works that had emerged recently, among which "Loess Plateau" was highly praised by Mao Lao.

I thought that only a well-known old man in northern Shaanxi had the writing skills and experience of life to write about the simplicity and heaviness of the old farmers living on the loess plateau in northern Shaanxi.

But I really didn't expect that the person in front of me, Cheng Xuemin, would be so young.

"Mr. Ba, you are too kind. What I wrote are all the things that happened to my father's generation during those years. I heard and saw a lot, and compiled them into a manuscript. I don't deserve such high praise from you and Mr. Mao!"

Cheng Xuemin quickly stood up from his seat and spoke modestly.

"That's also very good!" Ba Lao nodded when he heard this. No wonder, he looked at Father Feng beside him and praised, "Jingren, you have a good son-in-law!"

"Mr. Ba, no, no!" Father Feng said with a ruddy face, "Xuemin, he is really good!"

Cheng Xuemin was quite touched to hear this recognition from his father-in-law. Even Feng Jiayou's eyes started to well up with tears. How rare!

When she returned to the city pregnant, her parents were strongly against it and were even less optimistic about Xuemin!

Now she has finally got the approval of her family!

The public execution was over, and Feng's mother began to prepare lunch for everyone.

He even called out Feng Jiamo, who was reviewing her homework in the house, and gave her ten yuan to go out and buy vegetables and meat, hurry up!
Li Xiaolin also had private contact with Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiayou!
"I didn't expect that the Kuang Yalan who wrote "Female College Student Dormitory" was you, Xuemin!"

"In that case, Xuemin, you said it in your submission letter. Now I am officially representing Harvest to invite you to write an article!"

"You should also know the subject matter. You are a pioneer in the direction of reform and opening up. You are a steady scholar on this subject!"

Li Xiaolin looked at Cheng Xuemin in front of her, and she really wanted to laugh when she thought of the way he cried miserably and poorly in the submission letter.

"Of course I should. If you hadn't told me, Sister Xiaolin, I would have been writing a novella and was thinking of sending it to you as soon as I finished it!"

Cheng Xuemin nodded repeatedly. Although he was surprised that Ba Lao and his daughter Li Xiaolin did not come to visit him without any prior greeting, they directly triggered his trap, destroying his private treasury funds.

But Cheng Xuemin didn't think of venting his anger on this and refused to give him the manuscript he had written.

"Really? You're already writing?!" Li Xiaolin was surprised when she heard that, and asked happily, "Can you show me the beginning first?"

"Of course, Sister Xiaolin, please wait a moment, I'll... go get it!"

Originally, Cheng Xuemin stood up and wanted to get the beginning of the novella, but when he saw Feng Jiayou's eager eyes, he suddenly felt a headache and didn't dare to go!
It is safer to hide outside and communicate with everyone. If you go back to the house now, Feng Jiayou will definitely catch up with you and block you in the house and torture you!

Moreover, the beginning of the novella in his hand was also a secret fund set up behind Feng Jiayou's back.

But now that he had already stood up, it was not convenient for him to sit back down. He could only bite the bullet and go back to the house, praying in his heart that Feng Jiayou would not catch up with him.

"Sister Xiaolin, please sit down first. I'm going to the toilet!"

Praying was useless. The woman behind him said that she was about to pee, which made Cheng Xuemin feel a chill on the back of his head and he quickened his pace.

"Okay, go ahead! I'll go in and see the old man. It's time to take his medicine!"

Not long after, Feng Jiayou caught up!
"Wife, listen to my explanation, I will explain it to you one by one, okay!?"

"Really, I took out all my royalties and put them in there. I really didn't dare spend a single cent!"

Seeing that Feng Jiayou had locked the door, Cheng Xuemin was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly and was tripped by the bed legs and fell onto the bed!
"Didn't you say you were running out of inspiration and needed me to help you find some?! What's going on with this novella?"

Feng Jiayou pressed on with murderous intent, interrogating Cheng Xuemin, "Well, I work hard every day to help you find inspiration, but you are like this, Xuemin? You turn around and use the inspiration I helped you to create a slush fund to hide your private money?"

"No, no, no, my dear, please listen to my explanation. I have only just started this novella. It really hasn't been written for too long. I really didn't do it behind your back..."

Cheng Xuemin propped himself up with his hands, kicked his legs and stepped back, trying his best to make excuses.

"Okay, I'll assume that you're just starting out, and you're not planning on hiding your little treasury project from me!"

Feng Jiayou nodded. She could put aside the small treasury that had not been set up yet for now, and it would not be too late to settle the score with this guy later.

As he said this, he walked around the end of the bed and took out the thick volume of "Marxism-Leninism" from under the pillow at the head of the bed again!
He said to Cheng Xuemin: "Come, Xuemin, come and sit down. I don't think these are quite right. Please help me to correct them!"

In addition to the Loess Plateau, there was a huge amount of "stolen money" of nearly two hundred yuan in the private money in this small treasury. In order to help her man and keep the family shame from being exposed, she did not let Mr. Tang continue to expose it in front of outsiders.

But as for the huge amount of 200 yuan of "stolen money" that does not match, you have to explain where it came from and tell honestly which article or two articles were published?

"Wife, is it wrong?! I really didn't dare to spend a penny. All the royalties are really included in it. How could it be wrong?"

Damn it!
Now all the vests have been revealed, but Feng Jiayou said that the numbers don’t match. Isn’t this fatal?

“You won’t know until you spend the right amount of money!”

Feng Jiayou glanced at her man, patted the bed next to her, motioned for Cheng Xuemin to sit over, and said, "Face me!"

"The entire article of the literary female college student dormitory in Shanghai is 27,000 words long, and it is..."

"One hundred and eighty-nine yuan!" Cheng Xuemin replied with a strong desire to survive. He remembered clearly how much he was paid for each article.

"The Yellow Earth Plateau of Yanhe Literature, the whole article is 30,000 words, and if 1,000 words cost 7 yuan..."

"The local magazine in my hometown is poor. Yanhe Literature doesn't pay 7 yuan per thousand words, but only 6 yuan per thousand words, which means the manuscript fee is 180 yuan!"

Cheng Xuemin answered again, "We can't let women charge 7 yuan per thousand words, otherwise it won't make sense whether he spent money or not!"

"What about Sister Xiaolin's article "The Traitor"? How many words are there in a thousand words?"

Feng Jiayou simply gave up and looked at Cheng Xuemin and asked!

"I don't know about this! My wife, you saw it just now. Sister Xiaolin hasn't given me the payment slip yet!"

Cheng Xuemin was completely confused. He really hadn't received the royalties for "The Traitor" yet.

"Then this is a huge discrepancy. What's the matter with this extra... three hundred dollars!?"

“What other magazines and publications have you submitted to?”

If you calculate it this way, there is exactly three hundred yuan that doesn't match. How do you explain this?

"Is there three hundred yuan more?!" Cheng Xuemin was stunned for a moment. He really thought that some money was missing and he let out a long sigh.

But soon he was dumbfounded again. This is not right. This is not right. My wife only has so much. Can you pretend you didn’t see the three hundred yuan?

Just now, in a hurry to survive, he showed all the private money in his small treasury to Feng Jiayou.

But I completely forgot the 300 yuan I earned from the illustration!

Originally, if Feng Jiayou found out about the secret fund he earned from writing articles, it would be fine. At most, he could just switch to illustration and comic books.

This way of hiding private money in a slush fund is no slower to make money than writing articles, and it can be done openly under the nose of a woman, which is safe and secure.

But now the three hundred dollars don’t match, isn’t this completely blind? !

"Illustrations, illustrations, my dear, the three hundred yuan I earned from the illustrations I drew these days is all from the royalties!"

I was still hoping for a lucky break and was prepared to find an excuse to get away with it. After all, my illustration business was stable and safe and would not be exposed so quickly.

But when he saw the woman pull out a sample copy of the Journey to the West comic book from under her butt and under the mattress, Cheng Xuemin no longer had any hope and gave up everything!
This woman's butt is really amazing. How come she happened to sit on the bottom page of the comic book sample edition collected by Cheng Xuemin?
Exactly!

Is this God's way of stopping him from setting up a slush fund to hide his private money?
……

(End of this chapter)