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

Chapter 32: Opening champagne at halftime, wife, you celebrate too early (please read)
The revision of "The Horse Shepherd" went smoothly and did not take Cheng Xuemin much time!

After agreeing that he would continue to submit good manuscripts to Yenching Literature if he had any, he also made an appointment with Bai Ling to have a gathering with the other educated youth at the Chengjiawan educated youth site. Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiayou left under the gazes of Bai Ling, who looked resentful, and Zhang Dening, who looked smug.

"Xuemin, you are truly unfathomable and terrifying! Just two random articles you wrote were featured on the front page of Yanjing Literature. When did you become so powerful?!"

On the way back, Feng Jiayou hugged Cheng Xuemin's waist tightly and said excitedly.

Just now at Yanjing Literature Academy, in front of so many outsiders, Feng Jiayou couldn't praise her man.

Now when I come out, my eyes are filled with those little stars of admiration!
She spent more than a month thinking hard about the manuscript, and revised it over and over again for more than a month, but her damn "October" just couldn't get approved.

But what about her man?
It would have been fine if he hadn't published it, but once he did, both of his articles were used by Yenching Literature, and they were even the front-page headlines.

Even the top veterans and famous writers cannot enjoy this kind of treatment for every manuscript!
"It's okay, it's okay, my wife, you're not bad either! I'm sure you'll be able to pass the manuscript that mom took away this morning!" Cheng Xuemin really wanted to show off, but he couldn't because there was a pregnant woman in the back seat.

"What about my copy? It's all thanks to you, Xuemin, that it was approved. You helped to revise it well!" Feng Jiayou felt completely frustrated when he mentioned his own manuscript.

"It doesn't matter who revises it, as long as it's approved, we can get the royalties!" Cheng Xuemin smiled and said to the woman, "Wife, please calculate carefully, if all the manuscripts are approved, how much royalties and savings can we have?"

"Xuemin, you get 315 yuan for two manuscripts today. I'll have to wait until I get back to ask my mom whether my manuscript has been accepted or not!" Feng Jiayou nodded and began to calculate their current savings. "But even if it is accepted, it's only 4 yuan per thousand words. My manuscript has 15,000 words, so it's about 60 yuan! That's 375 yuan!"

"Add to that the 800-plus yuan we have at home... wow, Xuemin, our little piggy bank has already exceeded a thousand!"

If you don’t calculate it, you won’t know. Once you do the calculation, you will be shocked. The small treasury has exceeded one thousand!

"You are so petty! It's just over a thousand, and you are so happy!" Cheng Xuemin said to Feng Jiayou while pedaling his bicycle hard, "Wife, I asked the old man in the front yard, and the price of a courtyard house in Yanjing is around three to four thousand now!"

"So if we want to own our own courtyard house, we have not yet succeeded. We have to keep working hard!"

Cheng Xuemin’s current short-term goal is to earn as much royalties as possible and buy his own house in Yanjing as soon as possible.

These days, royalties really come quickly. Today, Cheng Xuemin received more than 300 yuan in royalties for two articles. It only took him about a week to finish the work!
This was when he first came to Yenching University. He had not yet settled down and did not have a stable writing environment. Otherwise, with Cheng Xuemin's writing speed, he could have written even faster.

Not to mention 100,000 a day, but 10,000 a day should be just a simple drop in the bucket!
From now on, we will start with a daily requirement of 10,000 yuan.

"Do you really want to buy a house yourself? My dad's house should be allocated soon, right? "

When the topic of buying a house was first brought up, Feng Jiayou was very excited and supportive, because she didn't have the ability to buy one at that time, and it was good to brag and satisfy her desire!
But now she suddenly realized that they did have the ability to buy a courtyard house for themselves, which made her reluctant!
In this era of job-based housing allocation, there are few examples of people buying their own homes.

You can obviously wait for the company to allocate housing, why do you have to spend thousands of dollars to buy one yourself? !

Whoever buys it would be a big complainer and a big fool, right?
Besides, Feng Jiayou heard from her mother that her father had almost found a house at his workplace.

After all, he is the director of a large foreign affairs unit like the Foreign Language Bureau. It has been nearly half a year since Pingfan returned, so the unit must arrange a house for him.

So, why spend a lot of money to buy it yourself? Isn't it better to wait for her father's company to allocate housing? ?

"Dad is his house, and we are our own little home. Distance creates beauty!"

When the time comes, the woman is reluctant to buy it?

Are you still waiting for her father's company to allocate housing so that you can move in together?

Anyway, Cheng Xuemin doesn’t want to do that!

"That's right!" Feng Jiayou nodded and said, "If we really want to move with them, I don't know how my mother will dislike us!"

"purchase!"

"Xuemin, let's continue to work hard together and strive to have our own little yard before our son is born!" Feng Jiayou has come to terms with it and decided that he really must have his own little house.

Distance creates beauty, Xuemin is so right!
"Of course!" Cheng Xuemin was very confident. There was still half a year left, and he would strive to publish articles every month.

And we cannot limit ourselves to Yenching Literature, we can also challenge other more powerful journals such as People's Literature.

Of course, you should not limit yourself to Yenching alone. You can also submit your works to Shanghai's "Shanghai Literature and Art" and "Harvest", as well as other local provincial publications!

Cast a wide net and catch more fish, and strive to achieve the small goal of earning over a thousand yuan in monthly royalties as soon as possible.

"Roast duck, roast duck. My wife happened to be passing by Quanjude. Let's eat there and then go back. Just celebrate?!"

After eating Quanjude roast duck last time, Cheng Xuemin fell in love with it and wished he could come here every week to enjoy it.

Today is a good day, we must celebrate it!
"We really have to celebrate!" Feng Jiayou was actually reluctant to do so. They had just agreed to save money to buy a house, but now they wanted to eat roast duck. It was too expensive and too extravagant!
But Xuemin was right. We should celebrate today, so he said, "But let's pack one to eat back home like we did last time!"

"Last time we ate roast duck, that heartless girl at home missed it, and she's still complaining about not even calling you brother-in-law! If we secretly eat out again today, she'll definitely scold us to death!"

"Then let's have two! We have a big family and I'm afraid they will fight over one!"

Cheng Xuemin also smiled and said, "Money is meant to be spent!" This is still good for him. In his previous life, he was basically a moonlighter and could not save any money at all.

"Two?! Xuemin, are you crazy?!" Feng Jiayou shook his head and said, "At most one and some duck bones to make soup!"

"When we pass by Pigeon Market next time, chop some meat and buy some vegetables to take back!"

They basically don’t have meat coupons, so if they want to eat meat they have to go to the pigeon market to exchange them for meat!
"Okay, I'll listen to you, wife!"

Cheng Xuemin nodded and said nothing more.

For the celebration, they spent 15 yuan on the roast duck and duck racks from Quanjude and other cooked food. They also chopped two pounds of meat at the pigeon market over at Donghuamen for three yuan, and bought some other vegetables for another yuan!
In total, another nineteen dollars were gone!

"Xuemin, don't celebrate every time you publish an article like you did today. It's too expensive!"

Feng Jiayou, who was already heartbroken and reluctant to part with the money, felt heartbroken all over his face after he took out another 19 yuan.

I also emphasized to Cheng Xuemin that this was just one incident and it shouldn’t happen again next time!

"Okay, okay, okay! Next time we will celebrate in our room. My dear wife, just eat more!" Cheng Xuemin laughed.

"I'm going to die! Who said we can celebrate like this!" Feng Jiayou blushed instantly with shyness, and her little hands were twisting around Cheng Xuemin's waist.

"Ah?! It hurts, it hurts, my dear, please be gentle!"

Cheng Xuemin felt pain in his waist and begged for mercy quickly.

"Are you going to die? You wasteful bastards, are you planning on having sex? Why are you buying so much meat?!"

When they returned to the courtyard and were about to enter the gate, they saw their mother-in-law riding a bicycle towards them from a distance. Feng Jiayou asked Cheng Xuemin to wait for a while!
Feng's mother, Gu Xueqing, also saw her own debt collector from a distance and thought about riding slower and not going into the yard with them!
But the debt collector was waiting for her at the gate of the yard on purpose, so she had no choice but to go forward to meet him in disappointment!
When he got closer and saw the vegetables and meat hanging on the front of the son-in-law's car, his expression of disgust instantly changed and he questioned Feng Jiayou.

"Hehe! Mom, did my manuscript get approved? I bought this to celebrate!" Feng Jiayou said with a grin, holding up the Quanjude roast duck in his hand, "Look, Mom, there's a big roast duck, from Quanjude!"

"Who told you that the manuscript was approved?!" Feng's mother looked at her debt collector carrying a big roast duck with a smug look on his face. She was already unhappy and blurted out, "He was killed! He was killed by Old Liu!"

"Ah?! He failed again and was shot?"

Now it was Feng Jiayou's turn to be dumbfounded. This was the inertia of the curse of popping champagne in the middle of the game. Do you think it can be accomplished? The key is a reversal!
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(End of this chapter)