MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 75 great literati

Even before Yun Qinghuan opened the letter and was not sure whether his article had been accepted, the rumor had already spread.

She couldn't help but touch her cheek. Surrounded by so many people, she felt that the air around her was burning.

“Dear ladies and sisters, this has not been finalized yet.”

Yun Qinghuan quickly shouted around, fearing that the news would become more outrageous later.

She never thought about hiding the matter of publishing articles. After all, she still wanted to gain a foothold in this village. She also wanted to earn work points in the future. She didn't even want to cut pig grass. It was too tiring and delayed her reading. To solve the problem, she must have the ability to settle down on her own.

If she just stayed at home and relied on Liu Yuzhi to raise her, even if Liu Yuzhi, the mother-in-law, didn't say anything, the spittle of the villagers would drown her.

And if she can make money by writing novels, she can still publish them in newspapers. This is not only a decent thing, but also gives her a voice in front of the villagers.

 The people around her praised her for being sensible, and told Liu Yuzhi that when marrying a daughter-in-law, you should marry someone who has studied, who can handle the situation at critical moments.

 There was a slightly younger woman next to him who was talking enviously. She probably read some books and knew about newspaper publishing fees.

  Explain why she never thought about making money by submitting articles in the past few years. Because her family is supported by a man and her brother-in-law, Bai Naihan, has a high allowance, she does not need to work so hard to earn manuscript fees, but it is different now.

Therefore, Yun Qinghuan picked up Da Tuan Tuan from the ground, and then took a cursory glance at the letter in her hand. There were people watching to see what she had written, but she directly avoided it and did not let them read it. She only said, "Definitely hired." Okay, these ten yuan are my manuscript fee, don’t look too much, but I have to write this manuscript for several months, and I only earn ten yuan after several months, which is all hard-earned money."

The tear was a bit big. Liu Yuzhi was watching from the side and reminded her quickly, "Tear carefully, don't tear the contents inside."

 Sending your daughter to school is a losing business.

 But being looked at by so many pairs of eyes expectantly, she was also unusually nervous.

"Oh my God! There is actually ten yuan in this letter! This is money that our whole family may not be able to get in exchange for the work points we earn in a month! All newspapers and periodicals have paid for this, and the articles written by Yun educated youth must have been accepted. !”

Everyone was talking, still a little envious of Yun Qinghuan. He could earn ten yuan in a few months without wind or sun. If he wrote more, he could earn thirty or forty yuan a year.

 So, she was illiterate. When she was comparing herself with Yun Qinghuan, and others said that, she always felt that they were insinuating about herself.

Yang Guihua's face turned green when she said this.

No matter what everyone thought, the smile on Yun Qinghuan's lips never faded. After hearing this, he followed everyone's wishes and tore the letter open.

 This is a collective honor!

With so many people, only the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Yang Guihua and Mrs. Wang, stood outside with stern faces, not daring to say a word.

Yang Guihua could only secretly pray that Yun Qinghuan's article was not accepted. This was just a farce!

 Otherwise, Yun Qinghuan, who is already arrogant, will not know how to be arrogant later.

Yun Qinghuan only laughed and said nothing.

 It fell to the ground with a "whoosh", making the eyes of those watching around widen.

"Yes, you are a woman and you live in a village. You don't have much expenses. It is better to make money by writing articles than us. You can only earn so many work points and money by working in the fields all day long. "

Yun Qinghuan was not polite. He nodded to them, said hello and walked home. He also wanted to invite the post office staff to go home for a drink of water.

After all, in this era, in this backward village, there is a scholar who publishes articles in newspapers and magazines and supports himself with his pen. What a decent thing it is!

 She had so many achievements in her previous life, but this achievement was not worth mentioning in her eyes.

If these people knew that she made a lot of money, they wouldn't say anything on the surface, but secretly they would definitely be jealous and even get in trouble.

 One hundred three. One sixty two. Ninety four. Sixty eight

 It can also clear up a lot of rumors for her.

 They all couldn’t wait to make Yunqing open the letter happily.

Liu Yuzhi saw that she wanted to go back, and after saying a few words to the people around her, she asked her to go home.

After all, she may temporarily make a lot of money from manuscript fees later. After the reform and opening up, she also plans to write some romance novels, which are very marketable. When the time comes, she can invest in her own novels and make them into TV series. , she was looking forward to it just thinking about it.

But the staff was busy, so he held a few thin letters in his hand and said, "I'm still rushing to deliver the letters, so I won't go to your house. Comrade Yun, congratulations."

“Then it’s quite a lot of money. You can spend it sparingly.”

Yun Qinghuan laughed after hearing this and acted a little more carefully.

 Don't underestimate those in their thirties or forties. There are many people in the village who work hard all year round but can't make that much money.

 Finally, I tore the letter open, and the first thing that fell out was a big unity sheet.

That’s ten dollars!

Although Yun Qinghuan intends to let others know that he earns money by writing articles, he does not intend to let others know how much money he makes.

 “Our village will also have a great scholar in the future!”

Yun Qinghuan smiled when he heard the words, "It's God who takes pity on me. As you know, Wen Song left suddenly, and my brother-in-law is temporarily ill at home. Now the whole family only relies on my mother-in-law to support the family. I always have to think of ways to do it." I made some money, but I also lost money. I went to high school and knew how to write articles, so I thought about making money by submitting articles, and I was lucky."

As soon as these words came out, the envious and jealous people next to him instantly calmed down a lot.

 After all, so many people were beaming with joy. If they dared to say anything that would cause trouble, they would definitely be attacked by a group of people.

It’s just that although people in the village say that a daughter-in-law must marry someone who has gone to school, there are really very few women who send their daughters to school because they are not willing to spend the money. They always feel that when their daughters grow up, they will marry someone who is not from their own family. .

This should have been expected. She was still somewhat confident in her writing. After all, she had published novels on well-known websites in her previous life, and the results were pretty good. Even if this newspaper failed to win, she would try to find several more newspapers. If you shoot, you can always hit it.

If a great literati really came out of their village, it would be a great honor for them to tell everyone about it.

Her family was so patriarchal that she would be scolded if she took more than one bite of food. How could she be allowed to go to school?

Jiang Wenxiu next to him was a little impatient, and waved his hand, signaling Yun Qinghuan to open the letter quickly, "We are waiting to see, I just said that Qinghuan is very good, Guangming Newspaper has sent you a letter specially, so you must have been hired! "

Yun Qinghuan did not leave anyone behind. He only said that he would send the manuscript next time he went to town and bring him some delicious food, so that he would not refuse.

According to this situation, I am afraid that I will have to send manuscripts frequently in the future, and I will have to deal with the people at the post office.

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips raised upwards.