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

Chapter 33: Neither of you two is a good person!

"What are you celebrating? Don't celebrate at all, you're just wasting money!"

Mother Feng gave Feng Jiayou a fierce look, picked up her bicycle angrily, went up the stairs and into the yard.

Of course, what Feng's mother Gu Xueqing said was just an angry remark. It's not a festival, it's just a small manuscript, is it just too lavish to celebrate such a feast?

If this debt collector were to become a great writer, who knows how arrogant she would become in the future!
Moreover, how could the debt collector be so sure that her manuscript would be accepted this time? She even bought so many vegetables and meats to celebrate in advance. Was she a little too confident? ?
Although her manuscript had indeed been finalized, and in order to encourage her, the editor-in-chief Liu Xinwu gave way to the young person and removed his own manuscript, allowing her manuscript, which had missed the train, to be printed in this issue.

This is worth being happy about, after all, it is the first article published by the debt collector.

But how can this be possible! ?
Feng's mother, Gu Xueqing, estimated that the Quanjude roast duck and other duck rack dishes in the debt collector's hand alone cost more than ten yuan.

And there was that conspicuous piece of meat hanging on the hood of her son-in-law’s car. It must have weighed at least two pounds and a few pieces were definitely gone!

There is no need to say much about the other vegetables. The debt collector spent at least nearly twenty yuan today.

How much did she get for this publication? !
The price for a novice author is four yuan per thousand words. The whole article has more than 15,000 words, so assuming 16,000 words, it would only be 64 yuan.

In this way, half of the royalties were gone.

Wouldn’t it be nice to live without them?

We must suppress her arrogance, otherwise what will happen in the future?

"Mom! It's not as hard as your October!"

Feng Jiayou was dumbfounded, and followed after her mother to argue with her. The manuscript was revised so well, and the requirements for manuscripts accepted by their magazine "October" were so high, and they wouldn't even let her pass?

"Slow down, watch your step!"

Cheng Xuemin followed behind pushing his bicycle, and seeing the woman rushing to catch up with her mother in such a hurry, he could only remind her from behind.

Feng Jiayou's manuscript was rejected again, which also exceeded Cheng Xuemin's expectations.

Logically, this shouldn't happen!

The idea of ​​Feng Jiayou's manuscript was still good, and it was also the scar literature of indiscriminate killing that was popular in this era. Cheng Xuemin found an award-winning short story with similar content to hers and made some magical changes to it, but it couldn't be approved?
Aren’t my mother-in-law’s manuscript requirements for October a bit too high? Is this because they are short of manuscripts after just resuming publication?

He would rather be lazy and go for the high-end route, and is as arrogant as his mother-in-law herself?

But after Feng Jiayou's manuscript was modified by him, it really couldn't be any worse! ?
"Mom! Are you lying to me? You bought so many vegetables and chopped up half a pound of meat. Did you buy the meat to celebrate my passing of the manuscript?"

Cheng Xuemin pushed the cart into the yard and just happened to hear Feng Jiayou squatting at her mother's feet, helping to pick vegetables and asking.

Especially when she saw half a pound of meat under her mother's vegetable basket, her eyes lit up instantly and she asked expectantly.

My mother-in-law also chopped half a pound of meat? This means something good is going to happen at home!
Otherwise, with my mother-in-law's good housekeeping skills, there would rarely be any meat or anything unless there was some good news or something happy!
Occasionally, she would secretly make some meat patties and soup to nourish the debt collector in her family and take care of the baby.

After deciding not to beat him and keep him, Feng's mother secretly treated the food of Feng's beloved friend in a special way!
"You're overthinking it!"

Mother Feng rolled her eyes at the debt collector and took the roast duck that Feng Jiayou had brought over to the kitchen to keep it warm.

"Put it here, and go do your thing!"

After coming out, she saw that the son-in-law put all the vegetables together and squatted beside the debt collector to pick vegetables. Feng's mother said lightly.

"Okay, Mom, give me the rejected manuscript. I'm really going to submit it to Yanjing Literature this time. I don't want to revise it! It's just the same as before. Your October threshold is too high. We can't afford it!"

From her mother's tone, it was clear that she was really upset. Feng Jiayou fiercely peeled off the leaves on the carrots and said indignantly.

This time she didn't care, she really said she wanted to change her family, she really didn't want to change it anymore! And Feng Jiayou also knew that with her level of change, it was really just like that!

Since October’s requirements for manuscripts are so high, let’s change it!

Can a living person be choked to death by peeing?

There are so many publications across the country where you can submit your work. If it doesn’t get accepted by Yenching Literature, you can just switch to other local literary publications, such as Shanghai Literature and Art, the original publication of Scars.

Feng Jiayou couldn't believe it. Her husband's manuscript was revised so well, but no one appreciated its value!

Besides, her husband has already had two manuscripts published by Yenching Literature, both of which were scheduled to be front-page headlines.

With this result, how bad could the manuscript he helped to revise really be?

"Yenching Literature is all about Yenching Literature. Are you from the Chinese Department of Yenching University? Now you only have Yenching Literature in your eyes!?"

Now Feng's mother, Gu Xueqing, is a little nervous about Yenching Literature. This afternoon, because of a random phone call from Li Qingquan, their editorial department had to go through all the manuscripts that had been received in the past six months since the publication resumed.

They are all doubting themselves, wondering if the reviewing skills of these professional editors have become outdated after more than ten years of stagnation! ?

But after cross-examination, I didn’t find any manuscripts that were particularly outstanding! ?

It's basically not even as good as the draft before The Debt Collector made some changes.

Even so, could he still let Li Qingquan of Yenching Literature take advantage of the leak by leaking the manuscript?

So, Feng's mother, who was already feeling upset about this matter, now had her debt collector bring up Yenching Literature again.

She wanted to ask, do the students in the Chinese Department of Yenching University only have Yenching literature in their eyes now? !

"Ah?! No…"

Before Feng Jiaxiao could finish, Feng's mother Gu Xueqing followed up with a sneer, "If not, then why haven't we received many submissions from the Chinese Department of Yan University recently for our October issue?!"

"Well... they may be challenging People's Literature recently..." Feng Jiayou was choked and muttered in a flattering manner.

"Just make it up! And you're challenging People's Literature?! Why don't you just challenge Xinhua News Agency directly?"

What Old Liu said turned out to be true. It turned out that he was so scared by the negative emotions of his debt collector that he dared not invest in their October!

"Hehe, Xinhua News Agency will definitely accept it sooner or later. Anyway, I can't submit to your October publication! The requirements for manuscripts are almost catching up with People's Literature. Who would dare to submit?"

Feng Jiayou, the filial daughter, muttered casually!
"What? From your tone, you really are saying bad things about October behind our back?! When have our October manuscript requirements ever been as exaggerated as you say?!"

"It was obviously your own manuscript that was badly written, and now you're blaming us?!"

Mother Feng was furious. What kind of ungrateful person did she raise?
"If it's bad, give me the manuscript back! Who said something bad about you October? I was praising you in front of my classmates because you just resumed publishing in October. You are seriously short of manuscripts. It's OK if you have someone to hand over the manuscripts. The only problem is that the manuscript fee may be a little low!"

"But what did you guys do in October?! Did they check if Jianying voted for you this month? Didn't you just kill him?!"

Speaking of her speaking ill of October behind her back, Feng Jiayou really shouldn't take the blame. Isn't this just a pure false accusation, taking her good intentions for granted? !
"Cha Jianying? Did you introduce her to submit the manuscript?!" Feng's mother was stunned. She had some impression of this name and said, "Her manuscript is not very well written!"

"Oh! It's not good again, and you said your October manuscript requirements are not high?! After revising it, I really listened to your suggestions and submitted it to Yenching Literature! What do you think the result is?"

"Yenching Literature has passed, and the price is still five yuan per thousand words, so it's up to you, October, to push the outstanding young new authors to Yenching Literature, okay?!"

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(End of this chapter)