An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Chapter 201 royalties were donated.

Jiang Baobin couldn't help but sigh: Behind the glamour, everyone has their own responsibilities and their own hardships. Of course, I have the hardest time, as I'm always being criticized!

Meanwhile, Hu Hongjun was staying at Qin Ershu's house.

Because my brain was too excited just now, I couldn't sleep at night.

She viewed Jiang Baobin more from the perspective of a journalist.

Her first impression was that he was full of wisdom and strength, but what impressed her most was his maturity beyond his years.

When he should have been enjoying flowers and applause, he chose to leave the hustle and bustle behind and go to a remote rural area to work as a volunteer.

As a highly successful songwriter, he can use this method to reflect on himself.

That's amazing!

He was only eighteen years old!

Hu Hongjun truly admired and respected him.

Of course, her identity as a woman with rich emotions also gives her a unique and delicate perspective.

Why would a knowledgeable man like Jiang Baobin choose Qin Huairu?

She made a special effort for Xiao Qin; there was no arranged marriage, but rather Jiang Baobin took the initiative to approach her.

This left her completely baffled.

After spending most of the day with her, Hu Hongjun was able to determine that Xiao Qin was a girl who was a little clever but actually quite superficial.

Despite her best efforts to conceal it, considering her family's circumstances, it can be basically concluded that she was uneducated.

According to Hu Hongjun's philosophy, he is a genius young man who can write "Me and My Motherland".

You won't have anything in common with an illiterate rural girl, and you won't be happy together in the future.

Despite Jiang Baobin's intelligence and wisdom, he still made this choice.

I don't understand, I really don't understand.

All her thoughts can be summed up in one sentence: Qin Huairu is simply not good enough for Jiang Baobin!

This has nothing to do with looking down on rural girls; she was just stating the facts.

The next day.

After having eaten the breakfast specially prepared by the Qin family, Hu Hongjun and his group were about to return home.

Old Zhu had no choice but to pose for a few photos of Jiang Baobin.

Even if your clothes are patched, your face must be handsome!

When it comes to publicity, how can you not pay attention to your image?

The effects of a handsome man and a sleazy man are worlds apart.

Over there, Hu Hongjun also gave Qin Ma the money for the two days' meals.

Of course, Qin Ma couldn't accept it right away, so she declined for a long time.

At that time, things were different from later—meal expenses would be reimbursed when traveling on business.

These days, everyone pays for their own meals. Are people really that simple-minded? Do they not eat unless they're on a business trip? They still need to eat when they're resting at home, don't they?

Therefore, there was no conflict.

Unlike later on, when they racked their brains to try and put everything into travel expenses.

Then, Hu Hongjun handed Jiang Baobin a wad of cash and said with a smile, "Author Jiang, this is your manuscript fee. It was specially approved for you by several editors in a meeting. 80 yuan! The editor also asked me to tell you that if you have any good songs like this again, you must submit them to us for publication."

What the heck? Qin's mother, who was standing to the side, gaped in astonishment. 80 yuan for writing a lousy song! That's enough for my family to build two brick houses!

Immediately, his gaze towards Jiang Baobin filled with fervor—

If you write ten or eight poems a day, how much money would you make?

He's made a fortune, which means my daughter is rich too.

If they just lend us a hand then, we won't have to worry about making ends meet.

Jiang Baobin: You might as well just squeeze my pee out! Ten or eight songs? Not a single one more!

They put Qin's mother, who had been scheming all along, aside.

Jiang Baobin readily agreed to the request conveyed by Hu Hongjun: "No problem. If we have any works, we will definitely give priority to your company. We should never forget the source of our blessings."

"Without reporter Hu's discerning eye, my work would never have been published before National Day."

"So thank you so much, and thank you so much to your company—"

"If you have time, please come to my home as a guest, Reporter Hu and Reporter Zhu."

This guy talked a lot, but he just wouldn't take the money, which puzzled Hu Hongjun, who looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Baobin then said, "I'm not planning to go back these next few days, and I don't know what connections I need to make."

"So, could you please do me a favor, Reporter Hu?"

Hu Hongjun said with great interest, "Oh, go ahead."

Jiang Baobin said with a serious expression, "I would like to ask you to do so through the relevant channels."

"I will donate this royalties to the families of my compatriots who died in the bombing by the United States."

"And convey my condolences to them, saying that we will not stand by and watch them suffer."

Hu Hongjun was taken aback, then became respectful and quickly took out his notebook to write it down.

Then, slightly excited, he said, "Okay, Author Jiang, I will definitely handle this matter well."

Aunt Qin gasped! They just gave the money away like that?

Oh dear! Aren't you being silly? How can you give away something you've already got for free?

Qin's mother quickly nudged her daughter, who was still grinning foolishly beside her.

Qin Huairu had no idea what her mother meant and looked at her strangely.

Qin's mother was filled with resentment—how could someone become stupid after only a few days of marriage?

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That's money! What your man earns is yours, so stop him right now!

Qin Huairu wasn't stupid; she gritted her teeth and pouted.

Combined with Jiang Baobin's donation, it's easy to understand her meaning.

The girl immediately became unhappy—what are you meddling in? My man is the best, everything he does is right.

Besides, this time when I came back, I brought back so much stuff: vegetables, duck, and noodles!

Why aren't you satisfied yet?

So I pushed aside the hand that my mother kept poking at me.

Later, finding it annoying, he simply hid next to Jiang Baobin, continuing to grin foolishly with a sense of pride.

Qin's mother was heartbroken and very anxious—didn't she see that the female reporter had already put the money back into her handbag?

She cursed Jiang Baobin in her heart for being a spendthrift, and that her own daughter had been infected by him and become a simpleton.

Next, Qin's mother insisted that Hu Hongjun stay as a guest.

That's impossible, the company must be extremely worried.

Watching the jeep disappear into the dust, Qin Ma felt a void in her chest, as if she had lost a fortune!

He couldn't wait to pull his daughter aside and discipline her.

That's money, money! You just gave it to someone like that without saying a word? Are you out of your mind?

No, that word didn't exist back then. It meant "Are you out of your mind?"

"Mom, you're uneducated, you don't understand," Qin Huairu said bluntly.

"My man is the smartest man in the world. Everything he does makes sense, so you shouldn't interfere."

Watching Qin Huairu eagerly running to her son-in-law's side to flatter him, praising his generosity.

Qin's mother was so angry she could have teeth in it—girls really are more inclined to be attracted to their surroundings; it's only been a few days, and she's already disowning her as her mother?

You're a money-loser! No matter how much money you make, it's all just passing through. Sooner or later you'll be crying!

Oh dear! I can't take it anymore, my heart feels like it's being crushed by a huge rock, I need to talk to someone about it.

Thus, the rumor that Qin Huairu had married a bookworm spread like wildfire throughout the entire Qinggezhuang village.

People's gaze towards Jiang Baobin changed.

What started as admiration and envy turned into mockery.

What could be better than seeing someone who used to be better than you suddenly fall on hard times and become worse off than yourself?

What can make people feel happier?

If Jiang Baobin knew what the villagers were thinking, I wonder what he would think?

Well, he doesn't even blink.

Later generations have this ability—no matter how tumultuous the situation, I will still do things my own way.

If you're not happy, then bite me!

Unlike people nowadays, who take other people's opinions to heart.

Some people would threaten suicide over a single slanderous or defamatory remark.

Of course, Jiang Baobin also cares about his reputation, but he is careful not to let negative influences reach his superiors. Isn't there a saying that nothing is bigger than the opinion of the leader?

He can treat everyone else's words as nonsense, but he can't let certain people smell that nonsense.

These days, there's no need to overthink things, because people who have that kind of thing never end up well.

We've been delayed for too long and fallen too far behind, so everyone is of one mind and just needs to work hard!

Stop talking nonsense!

This power is constantly gathering strength, and then—