She remarried after her elder sister-in-law passed away early

Yun Qinghuan hadn't even opened the letter yet, and she wasn't sure if her article had been accepted, so the rumors had already spread.

She couldn't help touching her cheeks. Surrounded by so many people, she felt that the air around her was burning hot.

"My aunts, sisters-in-law and sisters-in-law, this hasn't been decided yet."

Yun Qinghuan hurriedly shouted to the surroundings, fearing that the spread would become more outrageous later.

She didn't think about posting an article to cover it up. After all, she still wants to gain a foothold in this village, and she can't think about earning work points in the future. She doesn't even want to cut pigweed. She is too tired and delays her reading. To solve the problem, she will naturally have the ability to settle down.

If she was a salted fish and could only lie at home and rely 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, it will still be published in newspapers. This is not only a decent thing, but also gives her the right to speak in front of the villagers.

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

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

Jiang Wenxiu next to her couldn't wait, waved her hand, and signaled Yun Qing to open the letter quickly, "We'll wait and see, I told you that Qing Huan is very good, the Guangming Newspaper sent you a special letter, it must have been hired! "

"Our village will have a great literati in the future!"

After Jiang Wenxiu said this, the other onlookers also became anxious, "Quickly disassemble, Yun Zhi/Qing!"

If there really was a great literati in their village, it would be very face-saving for them to say it.

Everyone couldn't wait for Yun Qing to open the letter happily.

This is a collective honor!
Among so many people, only Yang Guihua and Mrs. Wang, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, were holding their faces, standing outside without daring to say a word.

After all, so many people were beaming with joy, if they dared to say something bad, they would definitely be mobbed and attacked.

Yang Guihua could only secretly pray that Yun Qinghuan's article was not accepted, it was just a farce!
Otherwise, Yun Qinghuan, who was already arrogant, would not know how to be arrogant later.

No matter what everyone thought in their hearts, the smile on Yun Qinghuan's lips never faded. Hearing this, he tore the letter open according to everyone's wishes.

The torn hole was a bit big, Liu Yuzhi thought about it while watching from the side, and quickly reminded, "Tear carefully, don't tear the things inside."

Yun Qinghuan laughed and acted a little more carefully.

Originally, this should have been expected. She still has some confidence in her writing style. After all, she had published novels on well-known websites in her previous life, and the results were not bad. Shoot, there is always a shot.

With so many achievements in her previous life, this little achievement is not worth mentioning in her eyes.

But being watched expectantly by so many pairs of eyes, she was also a little nervous.

After finally tearing open the letter, the first thing that fell out was a great unity.

With a "huh", it floated to the ground, causing the eyes of the people around to stare round.

That's ten dollars!

"Oh my God! There is still ten yuan in this letter! This is money that our whole family earns a month's work points and may not be exchanged for it! All newspapers and periodicals have paid for this, and Yun Zhiqing's article must have been hired. !"

Beside him was a slightly younger woman who spoke enviously.

She probably read some books and knew about the publishing fees of newspapers and periodicals.

Although Yun Qinghuan intends to let others know that she earns money by writing manuscripts, she does not intend to let others know how much money she has earned.

After all, she may temporarily rely on manuscript fees to make a lot of money in the future. After the reform and opening up, she plans to write some romantic novels. Those are very marketable. When she has money, she can invest in her own novels and make them into TV dramas. , She looked forward to it just thinking about it.

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

Therefore, Yun Qinghuan picked up Datuan from the ground, and then glanced at the letter in her hand. There were people watching to see what she had written, but she avoided it directly and didn't let her read it. She just said, "It is indeed hired." Now, the ten yuan is my manuscript fee, don’t read too much, but I have to write this manuscript for several months, and I only earn ten yuan for several months, which is hard money.”

As soon as these words came out, the jealous people beside him calmed down a lot in an instant.

"Then that's a lot of money, and saving a little is enough for you to spend."

"Yeah, you're a woman, and you're in the village. You don't have a lot of expenses. It's better than us to earn money by writing manuscripts. You can earn work points and earn that little money by working in the fields all day long. "

As everyone said, they were still a little envious of Yun Qinghuan. She could earn ten yuan in a few months without wind and sun. If she wrote more, she could earn thirty or forty yuan a year.

Don't underestimate the thirty or forty people, there are many people in the village who work hard all year round and can't earn that much money.

Yun Qinghuan laughed when he heard the words, "It's also God who has pity on me. You also know that Wen Song left suddenly, and my brother-in-law was temporarily sick at home. Now the whole family depends on my mother-in-law to support the family. I always have to think about it. If I earn some money, I will also lose money. I went to high school and can write manuscripts, so I thought about making money by submitting manuscripts, and I was lucky."

Explain why I didn't think about making money by submitting manuscripts a few years ago, because the family is supported by a man, and there is a high allowance like Bai Naihan's uncle, so she doesn't need to work so hard to earn manuscript fees, but it's different now.

The people next to her praised her for being sensible, and told Liu Yuzhi that to marry a daughter-in-law, you should marry someone who has studied, and she can do things at critical moments.

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

Her family is very patriarchal, and she will be scolded for every extra bite of food, so how can she be allowed to go to school?

Therefore, she is illiterate, and when she compares herself with Yun Qinghuan at the moment, and others say that, she always feels that she is insinuating about herself.

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

Sending your daughter to school is a money-losing business.

Yun Qinghuan just laughed and didn't speak.

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

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

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

Yun Qinghuan didn't keep anyone, she just said that she would send the manuscript next time she went to the town and bring him some delicious food so that he wouldn't refuse.

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

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips raised.