1987 My Era

Chapter 96, Success (Subscribe!)

After watching Xiao Han and her daughter leave, Yang Yingwen came back to his senses after a long while, still staring at Li Heng in disbelief:

"Li Heng, do you know how to cast a love spell?"

Li Heng rolled his eyes: "If I knew how to cast a love spell, I would cast a pair for you and a boar."

"Good, good, good!" Quexinyan jumped up and clapped his hands.

Xiao Feng covered her mouth and laughed. Every time she traveled with them, the happiest time was when the two of them were bickering.

Yang Yingwen glared at Zhang Zhiyong and asked, "What is your relationship? Are you in love?"

If holding hands is called love, then Li Heng would of course be 100% willing.

Even if Xiao Han, this sinister girl, was scared afterwards, today was still a big improvement.

When pursuing Xiao Han, Li Heng never follows a routine. He mainly acts spontaneously and catches people off guard. He does not give the girl any chance to predict and react. This way, his success rate will be greatly increased.

Li Heng said seriously: "Holding hands means you are my woman."

Hearing this, Yang Yingwen was unusually silent, and after a long while he spoke out his conscience, "I hope you won't let Xiao Han down.

Also, it would be better if your relationship is not exposed for a short time, and it would be better if you can learn more in the future."

Li Heng understood that Old Rag's consolation was based on the rumors about him and Chen Zijin, and that he was not wrong. It could be considered as a good friend's sincere advice.

He nodded, "Don't worry, I know what's going on. I'm happy today, so I'll treat you to some noodles."

Seeing Xiao Feng was about to shake his hand, he immediately added: "Don't feel bad about the money for me."

Zhang Zhiyong, who knew everything about the matter, exclaimed, "Save the wool money. I've been jealous all the way. I want to eat two bowls."

Yang Yingwen didn't quite understand, "You treat us every day, are you really picking up money?
If you still want to spend the scholarship, then I have my own money, so I won’t use yours. You can leave the money to your parents. Your dad takes Chinese medicine every day, and it’s a huge expense over the years.”

Xiao Feng agreed with this very much: "Li Heng, don't think that you have to take care of everything just because you are a man. We have known each other for so many years and we know each other well.

When you become rich in the future, Ying Wen and I will come to your house every day to eat and drink for free."

Li Heng felt warm at heart after hearing this. He pondered for a while and said, "Since you know me well, don't you know me well? I won't go after rich people if I don't have money. If you don't believe me, you're just asking me."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiyong patted his chest proudly and said, "Of course, my brother must have the money to treat you, otherwise how could I have been eating and drinking for free in the past two months with a clear conscience?"

Seeing that Xiao Feng and Yang Yingwen were still confused, the fool couldn't hold back his impulse, "Uncle Heng! Why don't you just tell them? We are all family. I am really uncomfortable being alone!"

Xiao Feng asked: "What are you telling us? Is there a secret?"

Li Heng thought about it and felt that he would have to tell his parents the truth when he returned home tonight. In the future, the villagers would surely know about it gradually. Since he couldn't hide it, he simply nodded happily:

"Ying Wen and Xiao Feng are not outsiders, you can tell me."

Zhang Zhiyong's mouth was almost stretched to the sky. "Really? You allow it?"

Li Heng smiled and nodded.

Yang Yingwen looked at the two of them, very depressed, "Stop playing dumb, what are you hiding from us? Tell me now."

Zhang Zhiyong put his schoolbag on the ground, stood in front of the two girls with his hands on his hips, and said with a smug look on his face: "Listen carefully, don't scream later!"

Yang Yingwen was about to hit someone, "Hey, are you annoying?"

Zhang Zhiyong chuckled and said, "My brother is a great writer! He earned 4000 yuan from one book."

Xiao Feng didn't respond.

The same is true for Yang Yingwen.

Zhang Zhiyong put his eyes together and asked anxiously, "No, why don't you react at all? Aren't you excited?"

Yang Yingwen said: "Because you treat us as fools."

Xiao Feng didn't say anything, but that's what he meant.

"Huh! Huh!" Zhang Zhiyong fainted, and immediately repeated everything about Li Heng's writing like pouring beans.

It took a full 5 minutes.

After hearing this, Xiao Feng suddenly turned around to look for Li Heng, only to find that this guy was buying newspapers and "Harvest" magazine at the newsstand opposite.

The two women looked at each other and asked in unison, "Really?"

Zhang Zhiyong nodded like a little chicken. "It's true. Otherwise, why would he always go to the English teacher's house? It's just for writing and making phone calls."

Xiao Feng was surprised and asked: "So your English teacher also knew about this?"

Zhang Zhiyong was so proud for once: "Aren't you just talking nonsense?"

Xiao Feng turned left, Yang Yingwen turned right, and their eyes met again, their eyes full of shock! Shock! Shock!

They stood there stupidly for a long time, until Li Heng came over after buying newspapers and magazines, and then the two girls looked at him together.

This was the first time that Xiao Feng saw such an exaggerated expression on her face. "Li Heng, you are the author of To Live, is that true?"

Li Heng handed the two women a newspaper and said, "It's true, but please keep it a secret for me."

The two girls took the newspapers, leaned forward, and
Then there is no more.

Until Qian Yue entered the noodle shop, they were still staring at Li Heng without saying a word, as if he were a monster, blankly, stupidly, and stupidly.
Li Heng waved his hands in front of the two women and asked with a smile, "Do you still insist on paying for it yourself?"

Yang Yingwen took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, "No, do you think I'm a fool? I won't pay, I want to eat two bowls of dog food!"

Xiao Feng chuckled and agreed with this logic.

The meal was harmonious and the atmosphere was very friendly. The two girls wanted to ask Li Heng many questions, but they didn't dare to speak out because the tables around were full of people and they were afraid of leaking such a big secret.

By now, the two women seemed to feel a little sympathy for Zhang Zhiyong. It must be so painful to keep such a big thing to oneself.

Zhang Zhiyong actually ate two bowls.

Yang Yingwen and Xiao Feng were both a little carsick and very hungry, so the two women ate three bowls together, which meant one and a half bowls each.

Of course, as a foodie, Li Heng’s portion couldn’t be less than theirs, so he also drank two large bowls.

After eating and drinking, Xiao Feng, whose home was in the gold mine, left first.

Li Heng looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting dark. It will take you several hours to walk home. How about you stay at Ying Wen's house tonight and we will take you there tomorrow?"

Xiao Feng refused: "No, my second brother will be waiting for me at the gate of Shiqiaopu Central Primary School."

After hearing this, several people felt relieved. Xiao Feng's family conditions were pretty good. Her parents were both working in the gold mine and they could be contacted by phone.

Unlike the three of them, Shangwan Village still doesn't have a landline phone. If they want to report their safety to their families, they can only write letters.

After seeing Xiao Feng off, Li Heng took the two of them to the farmer's market for a stroll. Unfortunately, it was too late and the sellers had packed up their stalls and gone home, so he had to give up on his plan to buy something for his parents.

It was ten miles from the town to Shangwan Village. Although many sections were uphill roads, fortunately it had been sunny for a few days and the road was dry, so the three of them had no difficulty walking.

Ever since learning that Li Heng was a great writer, Yang Yingwen had become quiet and followed the two men sullenly.

After walking for most of the way, Zhang Zhiyong couldn't help asking her, "Hey, do you feel that the gap is too big and you can't accept it?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Yingwen was not hypocritical at all, and said very frankly: "It is true that there is a little bit. In the past, I looked down on this guy in every way except that he looked like a decent person."

Li Heng's face twitched, "I haven't offended you, why do you look down on me?"

Hearing this, Yang Yingwen immediately showed his fighting spirit, "Why would I look down on you? Don't you have any idea? Song Yu, Xiao Han and Zi Jin, if you choose one to treat wholeheartedly, will I look down on you?"

Li Heng defended himself: "I am a scholar."

Yang Yingwen was not convinced: "What's wrong with being a writer? Can writers be romantic?"

Halfway through her speech, she suddenly choked up, her cheeks puffed up and she couldn't continue.

After a long while, Yang Yingwen cursed: "Which bastard put together this phrase, mixing the words literati and romantic together."

Li Heng and Zhang Zhiyong burst into laughter when they heard this.

After breaking the silence, the three of them walked in the moonlight, talking and laughing, and finally returned to Shangwan Village a little after 8 o'clock in the evening.

At the entrance of the village, there were people throwing fish grass into the pond, a couple picking corn filled their baskets, and an old man who lost the card game was cursing all the way.

The crossroads was filled with people and dogs, people chatting, dogs mating, everyone doing their own thing, it was lively and bustling.

Someone recognized the three people from a distance and immediately said in a comedic tone, "Hey! Three prospective college students are back."

The other party was older than him, so Li Heng and the other two had no choice but to follow the crowd and call him "Fifth Grandpa."

Someone even shouted to Li Heng, "Li Heng, where's your wife? Why didn't you bring her back with you?"

Li Heng was now very confident and asked slowly, "Uncle Zou, I will be a college student soon. Do you have more daughters?"

"Hahaha!"

I heard that people in their twenties or thirties at the intersection laughed out loud, as if they were madly laughing. What does it mean to lose the rice while trying to steal a chicken?

This is!
Perhaps she heard her son's voice, Tian Run'e came out from the main room wearing an apron, holding a wooden ladle full of bran in her hand. It seemed that her mother was feeding the pigs in the backyard.

"Mom, are you happy to see your baby son?"

Li Heng happily came over and turned around in front of her like a conspicuous bag.

Tian Run'e loved this son the most and had been pampering him since he was a child. Seeing him playing like a child, her weather-beaten face suddenly broke into smiles:
"I'm glad you're back. You seem to have gained a little weight, but you're still thin. Go take a shower first and I'll cook for you."

"Hey, that's good."

Since he didn't come back during the previous monthly holidays and there was no phone contact, Tian Run'e thought that her son would not come back during this monthly holiday, so she didn't prepare dinner for him.

Rice is precious these days. She knows exactly how much rice to prepare for each meal. Once she puts the rice into the pot, she will never leave even a little extra, in order to save money.

So, the rice has to be cooked again.

Li Heng took a quick shower, coming out in less than 10 minutes. As for clothes, hey! Except for underwear, I had to wash them right away. I'll talk about that tomorrow.

After walking around the room, Li Heng asked, "Where is my dear dad? Why can't I see him at this hour?"

Tian Run'e stuffed a handful of firewood into the stove and raised her head: "Your father and your elder and second sisters have gone to the cornfield to pick corn. It will probably take them another half an hour to come back."

Li Heng asked: "Second sister is also at home?"

Tian Run'e nodded, "I came back last night, and arrived home around this time."

Li Heng immediately asked: "Has the second sister changed in any way? Did she tell you anything special?"

Tian Run'e looked confused. "What's the change? Her mouth is moving all the time, and she keeps secretly stuffing rock candy into her mouth. I don't know where this devil girl gets the money from?"

Li Heng was happy. If the second sister didn’t eat snacks, would she still be the second sister?

In her previous life, she ate until she was old, and chewed her mouth all her life, but she never gained weight, which was strange.

Li Heng found a flashlight from the shrine and asked, "Mom, where are they picking corn? I'll go pick them up."

Tian Run'e said: "Zengjiaao."

Li Heng stopped immediately.

It's not that he is timid, but Zengjiaao is a notoriously gloomy place in the surrounding area, and there have always been rumors of ghosts.

During the war, this was the place where a large landlord named Zeng lived. Later, his entire family was wiped out overnight, and more than 80 servants and tenants died.

According to the old people, on the night of August 15, the flames were soaring into the sky, and there were terrible wails everywhere in Zengjiaao, but no one dared to approach. The brave villagers tried to check the situation, but before they arrived, they were ambushed and shot to death. Seeing her son's frightened look, Tian Run'e smiled gently and said, "Don't worry about them. There are some neighbors who are also picking corn in there. They will come back together later."

Li Heng went anyway, holding a flashlight and shouting "Silly Man", and each of them holding an axe, they walked about three miles along the mountain road with great concentration.

When they were almost there, Zhang Zhiyong pointed to a big old tree in front and said:
"If there's a ghost in red standing on the top of the tree, damn it! I'll turn around and leave immediately."

Li Heng was startled when he heard this out of the blue in the wild mountains and kicked him:

"Can you please speak some human language? If you do, I'll tie you to that tree."

Zhang Zhiyong laughed, but his eyes were still fixed on the old tree. "My second uncle passed by here at night three years ago and said there was a female ghost in red standing on the tree. She even made faces at him."

Li Heng raised his head: "Did your uncle really say that?"

Zhang Zhiyong said: "I don't know if it's true or not, but he wouldn't dare to walk through here now, even if he's beaten to death. He takes a detour during the day."

There was no village in front of this valley, no shop behind, and no people within three miles. Li Heng was a little scared, "You stupid guy, you go first."

Zhang Zhiyong was also a little scared and didn't move: "Fight finger-guessing."

Li Heng said: "What if there is an extra hand during the game of rock-paper-scissors?"

Zhang Zhiyong took a step back and said, "Fuck you! If you keep saying I ran away, I will do it."

Li Heng shone his flashlight around, fearing that there might be something unclean standing on the treetops. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and walked forward:

"What's there to be afraid of? I haven't eaten yet, so I can just catch one and roast it."

Having said that, when the two of them passed by the ancient tree, a chill rushed straight to the top of their heads and their legs almost couldn't move.

Fortunately, at this moment, a voice came from the other side of the mountain. "Li Heng? Zhang Zhiyong?"

"Second sister, it's me." Li Heng happily waved his flashlight.

Li Lan came over carrying a basket and asked, "What are you two doing here?"

Li Heng asked back: "Why are you alone? Where are dad and elder sister?"

"Oh, they are still busy working in the cornfield. There is too much corn and they can't carry it all at once. I'll send one load back first." Li Lan replied.

Zhang Zhiyong lost his voice: "You, you dare to pass here alone?"

Li Lan glanced at him with contempt, "As long as you are bad enough, ghosts will be afraid of you, right, red-dressed female ghost?"

Li Heng and Zhang Zhiyong instinctively turned their heads and looked behind them.

Li Lan put the basket on the ground and said to the two cowards, "Rumors are just psychological effects, there's no need to be afraid.

Two years ago, our cow didn’t come home. My mother accompanied my father to the county to see a doctor. I searched all over the mountains for an hour or so, and finally brought the cow back home. I didn’t see any ghosts. ”

Zhang Zhiyong's lips trembled so badly that he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only give a thumbs up and said, "You're awesome!"

With the encouragement of the second sister, the three of them made two trips back and forth smoothly.

In the middle, Li Heng asked his second sister about the novel.

Li Lan said: "This is your honor, you have to tell your parents."

Around 9pm.

The entire Li family gathered together, including Li Jianguo, Tian Run'e, Li Yan and Li Lan.

Tian Run'e put the hoe on the doorstep and asked her son, "Manzai, what's the matter that requires me to call the whole family here?
Tell me quickly, I need to go to the fields to check the water later."

Li Heng said happily: "Of course it is a big event, a happy event."

Li Jianguo was peeling the corn husks while asking, "Any good news? Did you get a special scholarship?"

He knew his son's academic performance and that he had always received first-class scholarships in the past.

If it goes up one more level, it will be a great joy for the students.

Li Heng replied: "I did get a special scholarship, but that's not a happy event."

Then, under the gaze of his parents and two sisters, he spoke out word by word:

"Mom and Dad, I wrote a novel and became a writer. I earned 3800 yuan from my writing."

Hearing this, Tian Run'e reached out and touched her son's forehead, then stood up and walked out with a hoe in hand:

"Go to bed early. Dreams can bring you anything. Your dad often dreams that he is well again and can go to Beijing to climb the Great Wall."

Li Jianguo smiled awkwardly. With the poor situation at home, it was difficult to go to the capital, let alone leave the province.

Seeing that the two elders didn't believe him, Li Heng immediately used his ultimate move.

He took out 3800 yuan from his schoolbag and put it on the table: "Mom, count it, 3800 yuan, not a cent less."

Sure enough, the power of cash is the most shocking and convincing.

Tian Run'e stood there in a daze for a full ten seconds, then quickly closed the door, walked over, picked up the money, and began counting it one by one.

Seeing this, Li Jianguo also peeled the corn and moved the small stool under his butt closer.

After a while, Tian Run'e finished counting, but she fell silent.

Her husband Li Jianguo asked her, "How much?"

Tian Run'e handed him the money, "3800."

Li Jianguo took the money and weighed it, but didn't count it. He put it back on the table and was silent for a long time before asking, "So, is this true?"

Li Heng took out the "Harvest" magazine and newspaper he had bought and placed them in front of the two elders. Facts speak louder than words.

It took a long time to filter through the newspapers. Finally, Tian Run'e asked, "Apart from money, who else can prove it?"

Li Heng was upset, "Mom, don't you trust your son?"

Tian Run'e said: "It's not that I don't believe it, my son is only a few days away from turning 18."

Li Heng looked at his second sister.

Unexpectedly, Li Lan opened her mouth with a bombshell, "Brother, what you said is true. I have talked to their English teacher."

Li Heng's mind was full of question marks, "Huh???"

Li Lan said to herself: "Last time he told me that he was a writer, I didn't have a good rest for a week, so I went to No. 1 Middle School the next weekend.

I happened to see my younger brother and his English teacher eating fried egg noodles at the stall on the left side of the school gate, and they went back to the third floor together.

Li Heng was speechless, "Why don't you come over and eat fried egg noodles with me?"

Li Lan gave him a meaningful look in return.

Li Heng stopped asking questions for a moment and sat alone in sorrow. Even though I'm a writer and make money, she still thinks I'm a womanizer.

With the testimony of the second sister, the two elders had to believe it even if they didn't want to. Li Jianguo read the newspaper news again and asked later:
"The news commented that To Live is amazing. How did you write that?"

Li Heng pouted his chin towards his bedroom and said, "Dad, I've read all your books."

Li Jianguo didn't believe it: "You've seen it all?"

Li Heng nodded.

Li Jianguo was confused. After looking at his wife for several times, he supported himself on the table with his right hand, climbed up, went to the study, took out 5 books at random, and then asked Li Heng what the contents of the books were.
He had indeed read these books, many of them two or three times. Even though most of them were read in his previous life, it did not affect Li Heng's fluent answering.

After studying 5 books, Li Jianguo was a little out of breath and ran back to the bedroom to change 5 more books.

Li Heng still answered every question, and in many places he understood better than his old father.

Li Jianguo changed again, this time he took out 10 books. In order to verify it thoroughly, he also picked complex and difficult books.

结果
The result is self-evident. Tian Run'e's face was full of surprise.

Li Lan tilted her head and looked at her brother, her mind was full of???
Is this what it means to have the same father and mother but different fates?

I am destined to be a hard-working person, but this guy is born to be a cultured person?

Li Yan was much simpler than the other two. Her eyes were shining brightly at this moment. In her eyes, her brother was like the God of Wealth on the shrine. She didn't understand literature and only understood money.

Li Jianguo could no longer remain calm. He flipped through the books in his hands and read them over and over again. He thought to himself that he was a book lover, so why couldn't he understand the truth that his son could?

Why is it that my son can become a writer and write something after reading hundreds or thousands of books in his memory, but I can’t?

His son was only 18 years old and he was 48. At this moment, he felt that the extra 30 years had been wasted.

Li Jianguo originally wanted to ask one last question: how did his son manage to finish reading all these books in just ten or so winter and summer vacations?

But when he thought about the constant slapping in the face just now, he immediately shut up.

Can you please just shut up?
As a father, he has no ability at all, but he has the ability to question his son. He feels ashamed just thinking about it.

Seeing her husband lost his temper, Tian Run'e asked again: "Manzai, who else knows that you are a writer?"

Li Heng replied: "My English teacher, and some of my good friends Quexinyan and Yingwen."

Tian Run'e asked: "Then, what about Chen Zijin who lives opposite?"

Li Heng replied: "Yes, I called her and told her."

Li Lan was dissatisfied, "You are still in contact? Are you so spineless?"

Tian Run'e glared at her second daughter, "Don't interrupt, wait until I finish asking."

In the past, if her mother dared to criticize her for favoring boys over girls, she would definitely get up and leave. If she got really angry, she might even overturn the table.

But today, Li Lan felt for the first time that her mother was right in spoiling her child. If her younger brother had been forced to work in the mountains and fields like herself since he was young, how would he have had time to read?
Where is the time to write?
Where do you get the money to buy clothes and snacks for yourself?
Tian Run'e then asked: "What did Chen Zijin say?"

Li Heng replied, "I plan to go to Beijing to see her during the summer vacation."

Tian Run'e frowned and her expression changed instantly, "Go to Chen's house? You are not allowed to go!"

Li Heng looked at his biological mother.

Tian Run'e gave him 100 yuan from the money on the table and put the remaining 3700 yuan in her pocket:
"That bitch Zhong Lan once ridiculed me in front of me, saying that she would rather kill Zijin than marry into our Li family. I won't allow you to go to the Chen family."

That bitch Zhong Lan?
Everyone was stunned. After all these years, it was the first time they heard Comrade Tian Run'e swearing, the first time they heard her speak ill of others behind their backs, and the first time they saw hatred in her eyes.

Thinking back to when Aunt Fat, that gossipy woman, was gossiping, Tian Run'e was able to suppress her anger with her personal cultivation and not lose her temper. However, when facing Zhong Lan, she rarely lost her composure.

How much injustice must this be?
How extreme must Zhong Lan have done?

Li Jianguo pondered for a long time, then sighed and said, "Even if Zhong Lan has a thousand faults, Zijin is innocent, and Manzai feels sorry for her. I think we should go and see her during the summer vacation."

Seeing his wife was about to say something, Li Jianguo reached out and patted her shoulder, "You don't have to go to the Chen family for now, but you still have to meet Zijin. Who knows, she may be your daughter-in-law in the future.

For Zijin's sake, let's forget about the past. After all, we were at fault first, and we are all parents, so we should learn to be more understanding."

Unexpectedly, Tian Run'e's stubborn temper also came out, "I am not against Chen Zijin, but I am against the Chen family.

I almost knelt down to beg them, but they still kept scolding me for the whole afternoon. I can’t swallow this humiliation!”

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