On the third day after Zhang Dening arrived, Tao Yushu received the royalties for the publication of her review, which was still the standard of 6 yuan per thousand words, totaling 18 yuan.
There is nothing happier than writing a manuscript and making money twice.
That evening Tao Yushu finished studying and was organizing the small treasury at home.
Since this year, in addition to Lin Chaoyang's salary and her student aid, the family's income has basically been the two people's royalties.
Among them, "Xinhua Monthly" received 51 yuan in royalties for reprinting "Wrangler", and her review was published twice, which was another 36 yuan. The biggest one was the publication of "Little Shoes", which brought 408 yuan to the family.
income.
The couple's part-time income alone in the past six months was 495 yuan, which, rounded up, was 500 yuan.
Adding in the balance of this year's salary and subsidies, as well as the money saved last year, the money in the hands of the two people reached an astonishing 1,464 yuan and 60 cents.
This does not include the article "The Inevitable Rise and Decline of Scar Literature" that Lin Chaoyang submitted to "October". The manuscript fee sheet for that article has not yet been received, including the manuscript fee for the novel Lin Chaoyang is about to write, and she is not included in it.
in.
As Lin Chaoyang listened to Tao Yushu settling the accounts, he stopped writing the novel and asked in surprise: "Do we have so much money now?"
Tao Yushu's face was full of smiles, but he still said rationally: "It should be 964 yuan and 60 cents. Mom gave 500 yuan of it, and I have to pay it back to the couple in the future."
"That's a lot. Can I buy a house?" Lin Chaoyang suddenly asked.
"Buy a house?"
Tao Yushu was stunned for a moment. In this era, no one has the concept of buying a house. They either live in the dormitory of the work unit or wait for the work unit to allocate a house. Only when they have no choice will they think of renting a house.
"That's right! When you have money, buy a house. Buy a house now..."
Lin Chaoyang wanted to say "cabbage price", but considering the current per capita income, it is not actually cabbage price.
We can’t be bad landlords and buy houses just to fight inflation.
Yes, fight inflation!
"Isn't it hard to buy?"
The Tao family's nine members live in a 50-square-meter house, which is already very good compared to the conditions of most people at this stage. But people are just not satisfied. When they don't have it, they look forward to having it, and when they have it, they look forward to it.
Moreover, Tao Yushu felt that the large number of people in the family made it a bit noisy. Nothing else was wrong, but Lin Chaoyang needed a quiet environment to create.
Lin Chaoyang rubbed his chin and thought for a while. He had been in Yanjing for more than half a year, but he had never heard of anyone around him wanting to buy or sell a house. The word real estate had not been invented yet.
"It's really hard to buy." Lin Chaoyang also had a headache.
"Take your time and try your luck. Maybe there will be a chance in the future?" Tao Yushu comforted him and said.
"Um."
After the couple finished talking, Tao Yushu turned to memorize English words. After a while, she said in a somewhat depressed tone: "This English word is really difficult to memorize!"
Tao Yushu was an excellent student in school and was good at every major course, but he could never learn English well.
In her words, the word was like it had legs. She had just finished memorizing it, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.
Lin Chaoyang often teased her because she was too upright in her roots and too popular in her youth to learn the words of foreign devils.
When watching "The Hunt", she thought of Japan's post-war reconstruction; when watching "Swan Lake", she thought of "The Red Detachment of Women."
You deserve your poor English!
However, his daughter-in-law is in pain. Lin Chaoyang has recently been thinking about getting a tape recorder for Tao Yushu, preferably a portable one, so that she can take it to school and learn wherever she goes.
He remembered that that thing had been available for the past two years, but it was rarely seen in China.
Lin Chaoyang's first thought was to ask the little foreigner Amao for help, but he couldn't see him at all recently, and he didn't know where the little foreigner had gone, so now he just has this idea.
A few days later, as it was almost July, the atmosphere in the Tao family became tense.
The Ministry of Education issued a document early this year, and this year’s college entrance examination is scheduled from July 7 to July 9.
With a senior high school student like Tao Yumo in the family, everyone naturally became cautious at this stage, for fear of disturbing Tao Yumo's study.
After the boy turns three, he dislikes dogs. The Tao family's two children have reached this age. As long as they are at home, they have no quiet time. Recently, they have been beaten a lot.
That evening, Tao's mother and sister-in-law Zhao Li were cooking. In order not to disturb Tao Yumo's study, the elder brothers Tao Yucheng and Lin Chaoyang took them outside for a walk.
Tao Xiwen is seven years old and Tao Xiwu is four. When they are old enough to play by themselves, Lin Chaoyang only needs to watch them from a short distance away.
The two of them gathered together to smoke, and Tao Yucheng suddenly asked Lin Chaoyang: "When are you going to ask Yushu for one?"
"Yushu is still studying, so how can he have time?"
"As you said, if you study now, you will have to work later. There will always be time if you squeeze it in."
The uncle's words were full of insight, but if Tao Yushu heard them, they would probably say that he could stand up and talk without pain in his back.
"Objective conditions don't allow it. Let's talk about it in two years." Lin Chaoyang said.
That morning, Lin Chaoyang went to the Chinese Department to take a class, and what he studied was Lin Geng's "Research on Chu Ci".
The old gentleman was full of energy in class, with his back straight and his head held high all the time. He was wearing a rare Chinese silk shirt, which was neat and elegant. Lin Chaoyang could imagine the old comrade walking on the Yanda campus wearing this outfit.
There's a lot of wind here.
Lin Geng likes to ask questions when giving lectures. During the lecture, he suddenly came up with a sentence: "Qu Yuan created the Chu Ci. Why was he at the top from the beginning? Why are there few successors? Why is Qu Yuan almost equal to all Chu Ci?"
A three-question question, almost 200 people from the 77- and 78-level Chinese department stared stupidly, unable to answer a single question.
You haven't even listened to the whole lesson. How can you answer such a difficult question?
But in fact, Lin Geng did not want everyone to answer questions, but just wanted to arouse everyone's curiosity and listen carefully to the lecture.
After he asked a few questions, everyone was really in high spirits.
"The emperor's son descended to Beizhu, his eyes were dim and worried. The autumn wind was blowing, and the waves in the Dongting were under the wooden leaves."
When it came to the emotional part, the old comrade couldn't help but chant loudly, his voice was full of sadness, bringing everyone's emotions into the situation, and then he talked about the forerunner of sad autumn literature, about the autumn wind, how the leaves are doing.
It became a recurring poetic image in the poetry of later generations.
Everyone present was moved by his emotions and lecture content, and felt the unique charm of literature from thousands of years ago.
When get out of class was over, Chen Jiangong muttered: "We should really let those who write modern poetry come and listen to Mr.'s class!"
Lin Chaoyang agreed with his words. It seems that anyone can write modern poetry, but it is more difficult to write poetic and beautiful poems than to write rhythmic poems and quatrains.
Because it does not talk about rhythm or antithesis, these requirements are not only constraints, but also make creation regular within certain rules.
The most admirable thing about Lin Geng's talk about Chu Ci is that he can express the beauty of Chu Ci, which has not yet been rigorously refined by metrical poetry. In fact, it is similar to the creation of modern poetry.
If we really understood the meaning of Chu Ci, writing modern poetry would be much more difficult.
In the afternoon, Zhou Yanru came to Lin Chaoyang to talk about the separate book.
Unlike Yanjing Literature and Art, which wanted to publish a collection of reviews for "The Wrangler," Lin Chaoyang was full of enthusiasm for publishing a separate volume of "Little Shoes."
There’s no other reason than this: Give me money!
The collection of reviews contains other people's review articles, which have nothing to do with him as the original author. But the single book is different. The novel is published first and then published. He eats two fish and gets two royalties. How can he be unhappy? Can he?
Not positive?
After knowing each other for more than half a year, Zhou Yanru has become accustomed to Lin Chaoyang's attitude of being blind to money.
However, this matter is just an idea at the moment and needs to be approved by the Humanities Society. After getting Lin Chaoyang's support, Zhou Yanru asked Lin Chaoyang to wait for her news. Lin Chaoyang nodded in agreement.
Just wait, just give me the money.
At the end of June, Lin Chaoyang finally finished the novel he had promised to Du Feng. He rode Tao Yushu's bicycle and delivered the manuscript to the military compound at the foot of Shijing Mountain. The next thing was to wait.
Of course, it's not just about waiting, he also has a novel to write, which is the novel that Li Xiaolin promised to "Harvest".
This time, he still wrote in Wang Qinglai's vest, so he could only write some in the library every day during the day. The progress has never been faster, and he has not completed the half-way through the creation so far.
Two days later, Du Feng ran to Tao's house. When he saw Lin Chaoyang, he excitedly grabbed him.
"Brother-in-law, is the protagonist of your novel based on me?"
Lin Chaoyang was confused, "What do you mean?"
"Your protagonist, that young man!"
"Ah!" Lin Chaoyang understood.
He wanted to tell his brother-in-law that it was not, that was how the original novel was written.
Besides, if he said that Du Feng was the prototype of the young master in the novel, wouldn't that mean that his father and mother were also included?
"This... literary and artistic creations all come from life. This character was created by mixing the experiences of many people."
"Is that so?"
A trace of disappointment flashed across Du Feng's face when he heard this, but he soon became happy again.
No matter what, that young man's experience is still somewhat similar to his, and others have not!
"Brother-in-law, I read the novel. It was so well written that my dad's eyes turned red after reading it!"
"You kid, you've observed carefully enough!"
"Hey, don't I care!"
Lin Chaoyang asked: "When will the trial be completed?"
Du Feng shook his head, "I don't know, I just know that there are no problems here in the military region, and we have to report it to the higher authorities."
It’s troublesome enough!
But it's understandable, after all, it's such a sensitive subject.
"Don't worry, I will be the first to tell you if there is news."
Lin Chaoyang was thinking about buying a tape recorder for Tao Yushu and asked Du Feng if there was any way. He looked confused after hearing Lin Chaoyang's request.
A tape recorder as big as a brick? He has never seen it before.
Seeing that Du Feng, the second generation of Xiaojun, didn't know it, Lin Chaoyang was a little disappointed in his heart. It seemed that he had had extravagant hopes.
"I haven't been here for a long time. I'm staying home for dinner tonight."
"That's for sure."
While eating, Tao Yucheng pulled off Du Feng's clothes and swept them, "You came empty-handed?"
Du Feng said helplessly: "Brother..."
"I'm kidding you!" Tao Yucheng smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
After joking for a while, Du Feng asked Tao Yumo about the college entrance examination.
With the college entrance examination approaching recently, Tao Yumo is under a lot of psychological pressure, and her family basically doesn't think about taking the exam in front of her.
Du Feng didn't pick up which pot, and the two started bickering without even saying a word.
Chapter completed!