Li Dong put away the scroll, but it was a reward no matter how much it was. He put it away first and took it back to the farm and hung it. It was fine to send it to Jingyi.

"Comrade Postman?"

Han Weiguo and several others were hurriedly standing up to say hello when they saw Zong Hongbing coming in.

"Sit down quickly, Hongbing has eaten, why should I eat something?"

"I just ate it, don't be polite to me."

Zong Hongbing took the hot tea and sat down. Li Dong smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I'll put the things."

Li Dong was not assured to put the painting in the cabinet in the bedroom. Instead, Li Dong was grinning when he read the two remittance slips. It cost 300 yuan, the largest amount of money since writing the book.

I was so happy that I didn’t go into the house and put the paintings on it, so I grabbed a handful of candies and came out.

"Hongbing, eat candy quickly, I didn't expect the remittance order to arrive so soon."

Zong Hongbing's eyes were red when he looked at him enviously. He went to the wind, rain and snow. His monthly salary was only 40 or 50 yuan plus a subsidy of up to 60 yuan. It was worth half a year for him to get a book.

"chocolate?"

"Take it from a friend."

Li Dong muttered that he had taken the wrong candy and was so happy that he had forgotten it. Fortunately, he had handled the packaging himself.

“So sweet.”

"Sent by the reader?"

"That's right."

"I really envy you writers."

Looking at the letters and several packages on the table, maybe there is something good inside.

"Actually, it's quite tiring and exhausting. Fortunately, this class of readers is good." Li Dongxin said that this class of readers is very cute, giving food coupons and meat coupons, and caring about the author's life is very good, very good.

“That’s true.”

Zong Hongbing drank a cup of hot tea, ate two pieces of chocolate, and Li Dong also stuffed two pieces of chocolate. "How can you be so embarrassed?" Zong Hongbing thanked. "I'm leaving, I'll send you a letter in the first time when I look back."

"Don't be so anxious. It's snowing, it's not a hurry. It's okay to send it to Tianqing."

"That won't work, it won't delay your work."

Watching Zong Hongbing ride on a bicycle, Li Dong returned home happily.

Han Weiguo looked at the remittance slip and his eyes widened. It cost 300 yuan. These guys didn't have that much income in a year. If Li Dong hadn't brought cabbage and planted a bamboo chair, he had recently earned some money.

Otherwise, Han Weiguo would still be owed foreign debts, so he paid off the money he owed Li Dong two folding chairs yesterday, twenty-eight yuan.

"Brother Dong, you're so awesome."

"You are my idol."

"Don't."

Li Dong was afraid that his idol could not afford it. "It's okay, I'm lucky this time, and the sales of the special issue were very good."

For three hundred yuan, Han Weidong and Han Weichao secretly muttered to the two unmarried young men that the manuscript fee for this book is enough to marry a new wife. I really envy Brother Dong's ability. No wonder he doesn't care about the little money of Bai Cai.

"I just happened to pay back the TV."

Li Dong sighed casually, and the three of them thought that when they heard this, Brother Dong made a lot of money and spent a lot of money. It was really important to say that a wife was in charge of her, but she could not be so generous.

The remittance slip was collected, and Li Dong pointed at Xiaojuan's nose and the little girl didn't say anything for a long time. Her big eyes kept staring at the remittance slip in Li Dong's hand, but the money was too much, so Xiaojuan didn't say she wanted it.

The little girl thought that she had saved nearly 100 yuan, and Dada now has another 300 or 400 yuan, and she has everything at home, radio, television, motorcycle, and a house in the city.

Xiaojuan has begun to raise the standards of her new mother in her heart. When she starts from a city, the first requirement is to have a big butt, she can raise a son and have sufficient grain warehouses. This is necessary, otherwise she will not be able to raise a fat son. Secondly, she must be educated. Dada is a great writer.

Huang Shengnan's name drew two crosses in Xiaojuan's mind. Teacher Wang Jing had two more crosses. Aunt Liang Xiaoyan was hooked one by one and the other crosses. Aunt Bai Zhi directly removed the circles. Xiaojuan was very realistic and felt that the acquirer could not match Dada.

Xiaojuan touched Gangu's head and rubbed Xiaojuan. This guy secretly wanted to eat some oil and water, so he knocked on the round bear's head and started pretending to be a cat again. When he was stroking, he secretly added fuel to it.

"Come on, Xiaojuan, I'll share you with one."

Li Dong handed Xiaojuan a 100-yuan transfer form, and this scene happened to be seen by Bai Zhi who came in.

"Comrade Li Dong."

"Here, look, you haven't come here for a long time. I'm so hungry that I'm eating first. Sit down and I'll serve the food."

Li Dong left food for Bai Zhi, but after all, he gave food expenses, so it was not easy to neglect it.

"Thank you."

Bai Zhi likes to tease the rolling roll, especially the warm hands in his arms. The two little pandas are also quite warm, but they don’t like to come out and hide in the house every day. Bai Zhi can’t even hug him if he wants to.

I can only stroke the panda Genggu, and Xiaojuan directly stuffed Genggu to Bai Zhi. "Genggu cannot steal food anymore."

"The little guy stole the food again."

Bai Zhiyile hugged her in his arms and rubbed her for a while. After rubbing her a few times, he glanced at Xiaojuan's remittance slip and was a little stunned. "One hundred dollars?"

"Um."

Bai Zhi turned to look at Li Dong who was busy in the kitchen and gave it to the child for 100 yuan. This guy is really, Bai Zhi couldn't help but want to take a look at the remittance slip placed on Li Dong's location.

"two hundred?"

"It's Brother Dong's new book manuscript fee."

Han Weichao whispered, Bai Zhi was a little confused. The manuscript fee was so much, and these two were all worth three hundred yuan. This writer is too profitable. No wonder he wasted time and could not sell it for a few dollars.

I really want to knock Li Dong out of his mind, why is he so capable? Li Dong's food is so hot.

Seeing Bai Zhi staring at the remittance slip, she put it away with her smile and invited Bai Zhi to dinner. She and Han Weiguo and others to clean up the table. Then everyone might come to watch the TV later, but it snowed and fewer people came.

The older ones finished their meal at four or five o'clock, and now they were already asleep. Only the young man couldn't sleep and watched the TV. Bai Zhi took the initiative to move to the small dining table.

"Put the Eight Immortals Table." It happened to be a while when I watched TV. There was actually no TV in Bai Zhi's home.

I never thought that I could go to the countryside to collect cabbage and watch the mountain products on TV. It was a surprise.

There is no good program on TV. This will be a Huangmei opera. It was very good. Several people were watching it. Han Weidong, the toolman, was also silly as he pedaled. Li Dong packed up the dishes and put them in the basin, waiting for Bai Zhi to eat and wash them together.

Li Dong put away the remittance slip and accompanied everyone to watch TV. After a while, Han Weihe and Han Xiaohao and his group of kids came.

Li Dong simply changed his stage and it was a rare cartoon. Not to mention Han Xiaohao and a few kids, the adults were attracted to him. "Make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace."

Li Dong knew that this film was the first real cartoon in China. The whole two movies lasted nearly two hours. It took nearly 70,000 paintings just to make this cartoon, which took four years.

The cartoon attracted everyone as soon as it appeared. They stretched their necks one by one, and even Bai Zhi forgot to eat. These people were the first time they watched this animation masterpiece. Li Dong was the most amused, and the Great Sage also joined in the fun. This little thing.

It was the first time that Sun Wukong appeared in front of the Hanzhuang people on TV screens. This monkey who fucked the sky and the earth was so amazing.

"Wow, it's amazing."

"The Monkey King."

"Uncle, your monkey is also called the Great Sage."

That's right, Li Dongxin said, "No, Great Sage, Li Dong touched and made trouble for the Great Sage, forget it, your elders show off their might on TV and give you some face.

"Uncle Guofu, you are here, hurry up and sit in the room."

"I heard that the postman just arrived?"

"Yes, this is not a letter."

Li Dong asked Han Fu to sit down. "Send the royalties for the special issue of the childhood era."

"Product fee?"

Korean wealthy looked at the TV, and what was going on, jumping around.

"Yes, this time it's OK."

"Oh, I heard that you sell a lot of books."

"It's quite a lot, it's printed."

Li Dong was a little depressed when he said that, now he gave you a sum of money for the royalties. This guy didn’t have a royalty share, so he was really depressed.

"That's pretty good."

The Korean soldier laughed and said, "How about it, the royalties are quite expensive?"

"It's okay, it's only about three hundred yuan in total, alas."

Puchi, the Korean rich man almost burned his beard and fired. This bastard boy deliberately said when he lighted his cigarette.

"three hundred?"

Everyone in the room looked at Li Dong. "Yes, there is no way, I will calculate as much as I give."

What does it mean? You think you have fewer kids, so everyone wants to come and spit out. Three hundred is still less. In addition to the wealthy Korean, Korean soldiers and Korean red families, our village may have an income of one or two hundred, while there are not many other companies.

If Li Dong hadn't brought everyone to weave bamboo and plant cabbage in the past few months, there would have been a lot of upside down. Han Weiqun returned the upside down, and Han Wei'an returned the other upside down households, and Han Wei'an returned a lot of backwards. This time, the production team has become much more abundant.

On the way here, he also said that he would praise Comrade Li Dong well. Who knew that this guy would be like this when he came, and his royalties of 300 yuan were still too low.

I was so angry that I could never praise this bastard in my life. Korean rich man pressed on the piping pole that was ready to move. He took a few sips and finally calmed down his anger.
To be continued...