After dinner in the evening, Lin Erchun called Lin Chaoyang outside the house.
"Why is Ermatai looking for you?"
"He wanted to go outside and ask my opinion."
"What did you say?"
"I asked him to go to Guangdong, where the atmosphere is open and suitable for his situation."
Lin Erchun nodded and did not ask about this matter again. He took two puffs of cigarette before continuing: "You are promising now, but there are some things that you should hurry up on."
"What's the matter?"
Lin Erchun's pipe pot was about to hit Lin Chaoyang's head. He ducked aside, but the old man was just trying to scare him and snorted: "What are you talking about? You and Yushu have been married for two years, right? She has a belly."
Why has there been no movement?"
"You're talking about this! Dad, Yushu is still studying. It's not convenient for us to have children now."
"What's the inconvenience? Your mother didn't sit still even after giving birth to you, and she still went to work in the fields."
"Dad, times have changed..."
"The times have changed! Why, socialism is no longer practiced?"
Lin Erchun's arrogant attitude fully demonstrated what it means for a scholar to encounter soldiers. He couldn't explain why. Maybe he felt that his tone was a bit harsh, so Lin Erchun softened his tone.
"My father asked you to have a child before because he was afraid that your relationship would be unstable. Now that you have become a great writer and famous, your mother and I want you to have a child as soon as possible so that our old Lin family will have a successor."
Lin Chaoyang said: "We have to wait until Yushu graduates. Besides, we are still living at Yushu's house."
Lin Erchun frowned, "You work in the library, when can you get a room?"
"We are currently studying the house issue and we will try to resolve it this year."
Lin Chaoyang did not directly mention buying a house, mainly because he was afraid of worrying Lin Erchun and his wife. For an old couple who had lived in the countryside all their lives, spending tens of thousands of yuan to buy a house was unimaginable.
He further thought that after buying his own house, he would have to prepare a house for the old couple in Yanjing so that they could enjoy their old age in peace. He would write more novels this year.
Seeing that Lin Chaoyang had already made a plan in his mind, Lin Erchun knocked the pipe pot against the wall.
"Okay, as long as you know what's going on. We can't help you in Yanjing, so it's up to you. Be kind to Yushu, and don't forget how well Yushu and his family take care of you."
"Yeah, I understand."
The thread is in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the wanderer's body are closely stitched before leaving, for fear of returning late.
The third day of the junior high school was the day when Lin Chaoyang and the others left. Lin Erchun's words were of concern and reluctance.
Early the next morning, Lin Erchun put on a donkey cart and sent Lin Chaoyang and others to the train station without saying goodbye.
After getting in the car, Tao Yushu secretly pointed out to Lin Chaoyang that it was the mother-in-law who was watching "Harvest" in January.
Lin Chaoyang asked Tao Yushu in a low voice: "Did you recommend it to her?"
Tao Yushu snickered and said, "I asked her to read it before, but she didn't. Maybe she was bored in the car."
Lin Chaoyang shook his head, this girl is always a little narrow-minded sometimes.
The journey lasted more than a day, and by the time we got back to Langrun Lake Apartment, everyone was already exhausted.
Before getting home and resting, Tao Yumo told Lin Chaoyang the good news, "Brother-in-law, you had a bill of royalties arrived two days ago."
Is there a fee slip?
The first thing that Lin Chaoyang thought of was "Wreaths Under the Mountains". The manuscript fee bill that arrived during this time period should only be the fee for the single volume of "Wreaths Under the Mountains".
Regardless of his physical fatigue, he went to the savings bank and found that the manuscript fee this time was actually 1,152 yuan.
Lin Chaoyang was a little confused after receiving the royalties. The full text of "Garland Under the Mountain" has 72,000 words, and the standard royalties of 10 yuan for 1,000 words is 720 yuan.
Now he has been given a royalties of 1,152 yuan, which means that Warrior Publishing House has paid him 60% of the royalties for the print run.
In other words, the single volume of "Wreaths Under the Mountain" has an initial print run of 300,000 copies?
After calculating this number, Lin Chaoyang was speechless. He did not expect that Warrior Publishing House would print 300,000 copies of "Garland Under the Mountain" for the first time. How optimistic do you think this novel is?
When he returned home, he handed the royalties to Tao Yushu, and she asked in surprise: "Why so much?"
"Looking at the royalties for the number of copies printed, they printed 300,000 copies." Lin Chaoyang explained.
Tao Yushu was also surprised. The first printing was 300,000 copies. Is this because he was optimistic that "Wreaths Under the Mountain" could create a sales myth of more than one million copies?
But she was surprised. She thought about the popularity of "Wreaths Under the Mountain" in the second half of the year, and felt that this number was not excessive.
Then she became happy. Although she spent some money to go back to her hometown during the New Year, her and Lin Chaoyang's savings now exceeded 5,200 yuan.
Although there is still a certain gap between the house and the overseas Chinese apartment, she only contributed three to four hundred yuan, and the rest was earned by Lin Chaoyang last year.
She had read the novel that Lin Chaoyang handed over to "Contemporary". It would definitely not be a problem to publish it. At that time, it would be at least one or two thousand yuan in income, including publication fees, publication fees, and occasional printing fees...
Tao Yushu discovered that before they knew it, they actually had the confidence to buy a house.
Night, Tao's father and Tao's mother's room.
After a day and a half of hard work on the road, Tao's father felt very tired. He lay on the bed and sighed: "I am really old!"
After a while, when he didn't hear Tao Mu's response, he looked to the side and saw that Tao Mu was concentrating on reading.
"Aren't you tired? Go to bed early!" Tao's father said.
"Yeah." Tao Mu responded with a nasal voice, but made no move.
When Father Tao saw that she was obsessed with novels, he stopped trying to persuade her and fell asleep by himself.
After an unknown amount of time, Tao's father was woken up by a sound of sobbing and crying.
The lights in the room were still on. He squinted his eyes and turned around to see his wife with tears streaming down her face.
Realizing that he was awake, she quickly covered her face and turned around.
"What's going on?" Tao's father stood up and held her shoulders and asked.
"nothing."
Tao's mother didn't say the reason, but it was not difficult for Tao's father to guess. He flipped through the magazine his wife put on his pillow and said, "You are reading novels, right? If I say you, you are sentimental."
"Am I sentimental? Am I pretentious? Why don't you say that I'm a pawn for your Tao family?"
Father Tao didn't expect that his words would anger his wife. He asked confusedly: "What's wrong?"
"have no idea."
Tao's mother immediately lay down, covered herself with quilt, closed her eyes tightly, and looked like she didn't want to communicate.
Father Tao knew his wife well and knew that trying to persuade her at this time would only add fuel to the fire.
He was not in a hurry and continued to flip through the magazine in his hand. He knew that the mystery of his wife's anger must be in this magazine.
Father Tao flipped through the magazine casually. When he turned to one of the pages, he stopped and stared at the title of the novel - "Parental Love".
"How do I see it? Why do I feel that they are not a good match? I just thought that this month, old people will also do stupid things. Writing about the love of parents is the most unwise move in the world. But I really want to write about it.
They are here, to the point where my hands itch just thinking about them.
I told my eldest sister my thoughts and plans. The eldest sister looked at me with such a look for a long time, thought about it for a long time, and asked me, are you not sick? I also thought for a long time and confirmed that I am not sick.
So, I spread out the manuscript paper, dipped it in ink, and wrote about the love between my father and my mother in a big way - if marriage can be considered love..."
The words in front of him were like light and humorous notes, beating in front of Tao's eyes. He looked at the contents of the novel, and a knowing smile appeared on his lips from time to time. He probably understood the reason for his wife's bad mood.
He raised his eyes from the magazine and looked at his wife beside him.
His wife was already sulking and fell asleep. He couldn't help but look at that face carefully.
The superior contours of her youth were still clear, but time also left traces on her face.
Miss Jiao did suffer a lot following him back then, and he couldn't help but gently caress his wife's face.
A night of silence.
Everyone was sleeping soundly, when Tao Yucheng shouted in front of Tao's father and Tao's mother's door: "Mom, why didn't you make breakfast?"
"Parental Love" has so much stamina that even when she wakes up in the morning, Tao's mother is still unhappy.
Hearing Tao Yucheng's cry, she said angrily: "I don't have any hands? Do you want to cook your own food? Do you think I am your old mother?"
Tao Yucheng said confidently: "I can't do it."
“If you don’t know how to cook it, don’t eat it!”
Tao Yucheng was very aggrieved by his mother's reprimand, and muttered: "Who are you targeting this early in the morning?"
As he said this, he glanced at Tao's father, as if he had determined that his father was the culprit.
At this time, Zhao Li came out of the house and said, "Mom must be tired after riding the train for two days. Let me cook."
As soon as Zhao Li finished speaking, Tao Yumo rushed out of the room with two panda eyes drawn in black ink, shouting angrily: "Sister-in-law! Look at the good things your son has done!"
"Tao Xiwen! Tao Xiwu!"
Zhao Li shouted the names of her two sons, and there was a sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the room.
Mother Tao, who was already in a bad mood, felt upset when she saw the scene in front of her. She put on her clothes and went out, out of sight.
"Dad, what's wrong with my mother?" Tao Yucheng asked.
Tao's father shook his head, did not answer his question, put on his clothes and went out.
At this time, Tao Yushu came out of the room after a rest and looked at the noisy scene at home with a look of helplessness.
It's always noisy like this early in the morning, so it would be nice to move out.
Lin Chaoyang whispered to her: "Mom seems to be in a bad mood today!"
"It's surprising that she was in a good mood after reading that novel of yours."
It is true that An Jie and De Hua in "Parental Love" are positive characters. Tao's mother was moved after reading it, but she can't help but think of herself. An Jie in the novel is very chic, and her sister-in-law helps take care of the child after giving birth.
But in reality, Tao's mother raised the three eldest children by herself. Now that she has finally retired, she still has to serve a large family. Her mood is understandable.
"But I see her eyes are swollen, she must have cried a lot last night." Tao Yushu added.
"You observe really carefully."
The couple chatted and rested all night. The fatigue of the journey was gone, and Lin Chaoyang had to go to work today.
When he arrived at the library, he was told that in a few days the library department's correspondence examination would be held.
"Hey, Chaoyang!"
Du Rong called Lin Chaoyang, looking mysterious.
"what?"
"Want to hear some good news?"
"What good news?" Lin Chaoyang asked.
"Invite me to dinner at noon, and I'll tell you."
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."
Lin Chaoyang left Du Rong there in one sentence, which made her feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
"Why are you like this? This is good news, it is related to your life-long events."
Seeing that Du Rong was getting more and more exaggerated as he spoke, with an expression on his face that said, "Ask me quickly, or I won't be able to hold it in anymore if you don't ask me anymore." He said, "Okay. I'll treat you to a meal and let's talk."
"That's pretty much it." Du Rong smiled proudly, then leaned into Lin Chaoyang's ear, "You're going to become a full-time employee!"
Hearing the news, Lin Chaoyang's calm face couldn't help showing a bit of surprise. Seeing his expression, Du Rong became even more proud.
"Who did you listen to?"
"I was on duty on New Year's Day. I heard what Secretary Zhuang was chatting with Director Xie. He said that you have been in the library for more than a year and your performance is pretty good. You are also quite famous outside. Such talents must be retained."
"I thought you were looking at the regularization procedures, but it was just hearsay."
Du Rong was anxious, "How can I just hear this? This is what the director and secretary said, how can it be false? I think you became a full-time student during the beginning of school."
"Okay. When I become a full-time employee, I'll treat you to dinner," Lin Chaoyang said.
Du Rong laughed heartily, "That's pretty much it!"
Chapter completed!