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Chapter 132: Killing Pigs for the New Year Shuanglonghui (Guaranteed 1 Update)
On the way to school, when I passed by Qi Kexiu's house, I happened to see Qi Delong, that kid, going out wearing a tattered cotton jacket.

Wei Ming immediately called out, "Xiaolong, get in the car."

"Brother!" He quickly got in the car, sat next to the gas tank, and asked, "Brother, where are we going?"

Wei Ming: "Go to your school."

"I'm not going!" Qi Delong was so scared that he almost fell out of the car.

Wei Ming quickly calmed him down: "You have to go, let's go!"

Wei Hong laughed in the back: "It's vacation time, what are you afraid of?"

Qi Delong then reacted, yes, what should I be afraid of since it’s vacation!

"But it's vacation time, what are you going to do?"

"Can't we just reminisce about our childhood?" Wei Ming laughed and asked, "By the way, where is your dad?"

"My dad is at home writing a novel."

"What!" Wei Ming and Wei Hong were both shocked.

Qi Delong sneered and said, "Don't worry, he doesn't have the evidence. If he can write it, I'll take his last name!"

Wei Ming: It feels like something is wrong.

At this time, Qi Kezheng was staring at a notebook in a daze. In addition to the pen name "Qi Kuangren", he finally came up with the name of his novel in the past half month, which is called "Heroes have always emerged in middle age."

Generally, beginners of novel writing start by imitating. He thought that "Heroes Have Always Been Young" was a good one, so he also planned to imitate this novel to create his own.

Since the story of Wei Kuangren is about a little boy marrying a wife who is ten years older than him, the male protagonist in my story will be set as a middle-aged uncle who marries a wife who is ten years younger than him... no, twenty years younger!

He feels that the greater the contrast, the more exciting it is!

After thinking through this setting, Qi Kexiu finally started writing the main text.

"a long long time ago……"

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A long time ago, Wei Ming spent his childhood in this dilapidated primary school.

That was around the 70s, when people did not attach importance to education. Wei Ming was considered an outstanding student in his class because he had Uncle Ping An as a role model.

Qi Delong cautiously hid beside Wei Ming and did not dare to look at the principal.

In fact, the principal is a very kind person, but just like mice are afraid of cats, it is natural for students to be afraid of teachers.

After a round tour, I found that the windows of almost every classroom were incomplete, and the desks and chairs were very old, many of which were even used by Wei Ming in the past.

Wei Ming looked at the teaching aids again and found that there was only one set of the right-angle board left. When one teacher used it, the other could not be used.

There was no such thing as a compass or a globe, and Qi Delong had no concept of "world".

There were almost no sports equipment, no ping-pong table, no football or basketball. There was only a big rope that could be used for jumping, pulling, and tying up the car during busy farming seasons.

As they were watching, Wei Jiefang suddenly ran over. The old branch secretary became worried. He was afraid that Wei Jiefang was not as conscious as Wei Ming and would interfere.

Wei Jiefang said: "Donating to the village school is a good thing and a great merit!"

The old branch secretary and the principal breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Jiefang added: "But since our Xiao Ming donated money, shouldn't he be given the title of principal?"

"This..." The old branch secretary and the principal looked at each other, and the principal said, "Forget about just being a figurehead. It would be no problem even if he takes over my class!"

Wei Ming waved his hand and said, "I don't even want to be a figurehead. How about this, let my dad be an honorary principal, and then let him supervise the use of donations. What do you think?"

Wei Jiefang pointed at himself in surprise: "Me?"

Qi Delong was even happier because his uncle became the principal and he no longer had to be afraid of his father who was a teacher!
Neither the old branch secretary nor the principal objected, so Wei Ming decided to do so. Once the donation amount was confirmed, he would let Old Wei be responsible for the use of the money. He must have enjoyed the new title of "Principal Wei".

When they got home, the four members of the Wei family closed the door. Old Wei asked worriedly, "Son, how much money do you have? Why do you want to donate money?!"

He was worried that his son would be too boastful and it would affect his life.

Wei Ming didn’t explain it clearly yesterday. He revealed: “For the script of The Shepherd, Shanghai Film Studio gave me 1,500 yuan in royalties.”

"What!" Dad, Mom and sister all screamed in surprise. The number was so high that it was beyond their imagination.

Wei Ping'an's monthly salary of more than 150 yuan is an astronomical figure for rural people, equivalent to the annual income of many families, but his son earned ten months' salary from just one script!

He also said that he has two scripts later, one for Shanghai Shanghai Film Studio and one for Beijing Film Studio!
However, Wei Ming's current wealth is in a somewhat awkward middle ground. He can't afford to buy a house, but he can't spend all the money on other things.

In fact, according to Wei Jiefang's original idea, a donation of one or two hundred yuan would be enough to improve the school environment.

But now, after learning about his son's family background, it seems too stingy.

The key point is that this is only the money my son earned in half a year, not his life savings.

Old Wei thought for a moment and said, "Why not wait for your Uncle Ping An to come and let him estimate how much is appropriate to donate. After all, he is in the education field and must know a lot about this."

"That's fine. They will probably be back soon," Wei Ming nodded. "Then let's eat. I'll go get the tofu this afternoon. What should we do tomorrow?"

"On the 26th, it's time to cut the New Year's meat." Old Wei glanced at the young pig that had been bought in the yard just over four months ago. Their family didn't need to buy more, they could just kill one!
On the same day, Wei Ping'an, Lu Xiaoyan and Xile, a family of four, finally arrived in the Magic City after more than a day's journey. Wei Ping'an and his wife had been here before, but it was Xile's first time, so everything he saw was new to him.

Because they were in a hurry to return to their hometown to celebrate the New Year, they did not delay and went straight to the Shanghai Film Studio.

It happened that Zhu Shimao also came for the audition today. In order to test the couple's resemblance, Xie Jin called Gong Xing as well. It turned out that they were a perfect match, so Zhu Shimao was also chosen, and the Shanghai Film Studio would be responsible for negotiating with his unit.

The last time Zhu Shimao had the good fortune to work with the great director Shui Hua on "Children of the Paracel Islands", but the film was aborted. He thought his film career had come to an end, but he did not expect there to be a sudden turn of events.

He had thick eyebrows and big eyes and held Director Xie's hand and expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

Director Xie was not greedy for credit: "You should thank the writer Wei Ming. You and Xiao Gong were both selected by him." "Ah, writer Wei knows me?"

"I've seen your photo and I was impressed by you." Director Xie smiled.

Lao Mao felt that it was hard to find a true friend, and he would definitely thank him when he saw him again.

As he was talking, the four members of the Wei family came to visit. Xie Jin smiled and said, "That's great. You two don't leave yet. The little actor is here. Let's try it together."

After Wei Xi entered the room, she saw three people in the room, rushed directly to Gong Xi, hugged her legs and shouted, "Mom!"

This move not only made Gong Xing, a virgin, embarrassed, but also caught Wei Ping'an and Lu Xiaoyan by surprise.

We didn’t teach him that!
After being embarrassed at first, Gong Xing picked up Xizi. A five-year-old child was quite heavy.

However, Gong Xing knew that the audition had already begun. In order to help Xizi pass the test, she also showed intimacy, which made Director Xie Jin nod his head repeatedly, showing a bit of mother-son connection.

It’s just that little Wei Xi is not very close to Comrade Zhu Shimao.

Director Xie Jin asked Gong Xian to put the man down, squatted down and asked Xizi: "Little boy, do you know how to read now?"

Xizi shook her head: "I am illiterate."

"puff!"

Everyone in the audience laughed. Lu Xiaoyan covered her face and really wanted to say that she didn't know him.

Xie Jin then asked Gong Xing to pick a line for Xizi to perform.

Gong Xing told him what happened in the plot, then read it out loud and asked him to learn it. As a result, he spoke it very naturally. Xizi usually watched a lot of movies and TV, and also often watched dramas.

Xie Jin was very satisfied and let him cry again.

Xizi tried to hold back her tears for a long time but couldn't. Gong Qian said beside her, "Just think about it. Your mother will never care about you again."

Then Xizi laughed. There is such a good thing!
Director Xie was happy again. The child was very interesting. Although he didn't cry when he was told to, he had plenty of ways to make him cry when he was on the crew. He had developed a strong ability to communicate with young actors in the previous play.

So Director Xie made the decision immediately and decided on Wei Xi. The specific shooting details would just need to be notified. Anyway, he left Wei Ping'an's office phone number.

Wei Xi asked: "How much money will you give me?"

Director Xie Jin laughed and said, "I will talk to your father about this later. I won't tell you."

Wei Xi pouted.

After leaving the office, Gong Xing took the initiative to invite the family of four to dinner to show his hospitality.

Wei Pingan said with a smile: "We should have invited him. We should also thank Comrade Gong Xing for recommending Xizi to us."

Gong Xing: "No, no, no, if I have to thank someone, I should also thank Comrade Wei Ming."

Lu Xiaoyan really wanted to say "sister" that she was too polite, but then she thought, is it appropriate to call her "sister"?

Xizi was smart, and as soon as she went out, she started calling "sister" instead of "mom", which made Gong Xing feel shy and happy.

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Gouzitun.

Early in the morning, Wei Ming was reading a book, and then he heard the sound of the radio outside, playing the music "Homesickness".

This song probably hasn't been criticized as decadent yet, but even if it was criticized, it wouldn't actually affect the sales of the song in the store.

After Teacher Li sang this song, the host of the radio station introduced: "Next is a children's song, sung by Wei Le, please listen to "Where is Spring?"

Wei Jiefang even exclaimed, "Why does this person have the same name as Lele?"

Wei Ming walked out of the room: "Could it be Lele?"

"what?!"

This is a music program of Yanjing People's Broadcasting Station. Wei Ming has written five songs in total, but only one song, "Where is Spring", was played today. Wei Hong felt that it was very nice and said with emotion: "The person who wrote this song is so talented! It seems that primary school students all over the country will learn it soon."

Wei Ming: Yes, and you have to memorize the entire text!

Today is the day for slaughtering pigs. Liu Rulong had heard about it from Wei Ming a long time ago, so he rode his bicycle here to visit today.

Wei Jiefang said generously: "Along, take a pig leg back with you when you leave later."

Liu Rulong swallowed his saliva. That’s great!

Maybe it was because their pig was too young, and the butcher they hired failed to hold it down, so it ran away. So a group of people started to catch the pig. There was farmland outside the door, but it took a lot of effort to catch it.

As the white knife went in and the red knife came out, a good young pig was gone, and ultimately could not escape the fate of being put on the table.

Wei Ming was too lazy to watch the subsequent process, so he pulled Liu Rulong and called Qi Delong: "Let's go to the next village to buy some cannons!"

The village next door is famous for making firecrackers. Wei Ming wants to hear some noise since they are still allowed to set off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. In his previous life, he had spent many years of the Chinese New Year in a dull atmosphere.

Wei Ming not only bought some for himself, but also bought some for Ssangyong.

Qi Delong got some small red whips with low power.

Wei Ming asked him to use it sparingly and wait for his younger brother Xizi to come back and play together.

As for Liu Rulong, he took five packs of white whips wrapped in newspapers. They were very powerful and could wake up the ancestors in the underground when visiting their graves during the New Year.

There is no New Year’s Eve this year, the 29th is New Year’s Eve.

Wei Ping'an and his family returned on the 28th.

Lao Wei and Wei Ming, one driving a mule cart and the other riding a motorcycle, came to the county bus station to pick them up...

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