Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 130 Good News After Returning to Beijing

After dinner in the evening, Lin Erchun called Lin Chaoyang outside.

"What does Ermaitai want from you?"

"He wanted to go out and try his luck, so he asked for my advice."

"What did you say?"

"I told him to go to Guangdong, where the culture is open and suitable for people like him."

Lin Erchun nodded, and didn't ask any more questions about it. He took two puffs of his cigarette before continuing, "You are promising now, but there are still some things that need to be done urgently."

"What's the matter?"

Lin Erchun's pipe was about to hit Lin Chaoyang on the head, but he dodged to the side. The old man was just trying to scare him. He snorted, "What are you talking about? You and Yushu have been married for two years, right? Why is she still not pregnant?"

"What are you talking about? Dad, Yushu is still in school, it's not convenient for the two of us to have a child now."

"What's so inconvenient about it? Your mother didn't even take a rest after giving birth to you, she was still working in the fields."

"Dad, times have changed..."

"Shit, the times have changed! What? Socialism is no longer practiced?"

Lin Erchun's arrogant attitude fully demonstrated what it means when a scholar meets a soldier. He has a point but cannot explain it clearly. Perhaps he felt that his tone was a bit harsh, so Lin Erchun softened his voice.

"Dad 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 mom and I want you to have a child as soon as possible so that our Lin family will have successors."

Lin Chaoyang said: "That has to wait until Yushu graduates. Besides, we are still living in Yushu's house."

Lin Erchun frowned, "You work in the library, when can you get a room?"

"We are studying the housing issue and will try to resolve it this year."

Lin Chaoyang did not directly mention the matter of buying a house, mainly because he was afraid of worrying Lin Erchun and his wife. For an old couple who have lived in the countryside all their lives, spending tens of thousands of yuan to buy a house is unimaginable.

He then thought that after buying this house, he would have to prepare a house for the old couple in Yanjing so that they could enjoy their old age. He had to write more novels this year.

Seeing that Lin Chaoyang already had a plan in mind, Lin Erchun knocked his pipe against the wall.

"Okay, as long as you know what's going on. You're in Yanjing, and we can't help you much. It's up to you. Be nice to Yushu, and don't forget the care that Yushu and her family have given you."

"Yes, got it."

The loving mother sews the clothes for her son. She sews them tightly before he leaves, fearing that he will return late.

The third day of junior high school was the day when Lin Chaoyang and his friends left. Lin Erchun's instructions showed concern and reluctance.

The next morning, Lin Erchun harnessed the donkey cart to send Lin Chaoyang and others to the train station, without mentioning the reluctance to part.

After getting in the car, Tao Yushu secretly pointed out to Lin Chaoyang that it turned out that his mother-in-law was reading the January issue of "Harvest".

Lin Chaoyang asked Tao Yushu in a low voice: "Did you recommend her?"

Tao Yushu snickered and said, "I asked her to watch it before, but she didn't. Maybe she was bored in the car."

Lin Chaoyang shook his head. This girl always has a mischievous mentality sometimes.

The journey took more than a day, and by the time we returned to Langrun Lake Apartment, everyone was exhausted.

After returning home, without waiting to rest, Tao Yumo told Lin Chaoyang the good news, "Brother-in-law, your manuscript fee bill arrived two days ago."

Do you have a payment slip?

The first thing Lin Chaoyang thought of was "The Garland under the Mountain". The only payment bill that arrived during this period should be the payment for the single volume of "The Garland under the Mountain".

He ignored his physical fatigue and went to the savings bank, where he found out that the royalties he received this time were as much as 1152 yuan.

Lin Chaoyang was a little puzzled after receiving the royalties. The full text of "The Wreath under the Mountain" has 10 words, and the standard royalty rate is 720 yuan per thousand words, which means the total amount is yuan.

He has now been paid 1152 yuan in royalties, which means that Warrior Publishing House has paid him 60% of the royalties in advance.

In other words, the first print run of the single volume of "The Garland under the Mountain" was 30 copies?

After calculating this number, Lin Chaoyang was astonished. He didn't expect that the Warrior Publishing House would print 30 copies of "The Wreath under the Mountain" for the first time. How much do they think of this novel?

When he got home, he gave the royalties to Tao Yushu, who asked in surprise, "Why is it so much?"

"Looking at the item of royalties for the number of copies printed, they printed 30 copies," Lin Chaoyang explained.

Tao Yushu was also surprised. The first print run was 30 copies. Does this mean that they are optimistic that "The Garland under the Mountain" can create a sales myth of over one million copies?

However, although she was surprised, she thought about the popularity of "The Garland under the Mountain" in the second half of the year and felt that this number was not excessive.

Then she became happy. Although it cost some money to go back to her hometown for the New Year, she and Lin Chaoyang now have a savings of more than 5200 yuan.

Although there is still a certain gap between the house and the Overseas Chinese Apartment, she only contributed three or four hundred yuan, and the rest was what Lin Chaoyang earned last year.

She had read the novel that Lin Chaoyang had given to Contemporary Magazine, and it would definitely be published without any problem. By then, she would earn at least one or two thousand yuan, including publishing fees, publishing fees, and occasional royalties from the number of copies printed...

Tao Yushu found that, without realizing it, they actually had the confidence to buy a house.

At night, in Mr. and Mrs. Tao’s room.

After a day and a half of traveling, Mr. Tao felt very tired. He lay on the bed and sighed, "I'm really getting old!"

After a while, he didn't hear any response from Mother Tao. He looked to the side and saw Mother Tao concentrating on reading a book.

"Aren't you tired? Go to bed early!" said Tao's father.

"Yeah." Tao's mother responded with a nasal tone but did not move.

Seeing that she was obsessed with novels, Tao's father stopped trying to persuade her and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Father Tao was awakened by a sobbing sound.

The light in the room was still on. He squinted his eyes and turned to look, and saw his wife in tears.

When she realized he was awake, she quickly covered her face and turned away.

"What's wrong?" Father Tao stood up and held her shoulders and asked.

"nothing."

Tao's mother didn't tell him the reason, but it wasn't hard for Tao's father to guess. He flipped through the magazine his wife had placed beside her pillow and said, "You're reading a novel, right? You're just sentimental."

"I'm sentimental? I'm hypocritical? Why don't you say that I work like a slave for your family?" Tao's father didn't expect that his words would anger his wife. He asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"do not know."

Tao's mother suddenly lay down, covered herself with the quilt, closed her eyes, and looked like she didn't want to communicate.

Mr. Tao understood his wife 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 secret of his wife's anger must be in this magazine.

Father Tao was casually flipping through the magazine. When he turned to one of the pages, he stopped and stared at the title of the novel - "Parental Love".

"No matter how I look at it, I feel that they are not a good match. I think that even the matchmaker can do stupid things sometimes. Writing about the love between parents is the most unwise thing in the world. But I really want to write about them, to the point where my hands itch when I think about them.

I told my eldest sister about my idea and plan. She looked at me for a long time, thought for a long time, and asked me, "Are you sick?" I also thought for a long time and confirmed that I was not sick.

So, I spread out the manuscript paper, dipped it in ink, and wrote about the love between my father and mother in a big way - if marriage can be considered love..."

The words before his eyes were like light and humorous notes, dancing in front of Tao's eyes. He read the contents of the novel, and a knowing smile appeared on the corners of his mouth from time to time. He probably understood why his wife was in a bad mood.

He raised his eyes from the magazine and looked at his wife beside him.

His wife had fallen asleep while sulking, and he couldn't help but look at her face carefully.

The superior features of her youth are still clear, but the years have also left their marks on her face.

Miss Jiao had indeed suffered a lot following him back then, and he couldn't help but gently stroke his wife's face.

Silent all night.

Everyone was sleeping soundly when Tao Yucheng shouted at his father and mother's door: "Mom, why didn't you make breakfast?"

The aftereffects of "Parents' Love" were so strong that even when she woke up in the morning, Tao's mother was still unhappy.

Hearing Tao Yucheng's shout, she said angrily, "Don't you have hands? If you want to eat, cook it yourself. Do you think I'm your nanny?"

Tao Yucheng said confidently: "I can't do it."

"If you can't cook it, don't eat it!"

Tao Yucheng felt very aggrieved by his mother's scolding, and muttered, "Who are you targeting so 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 sitting on the train for two days. Let me cook."

Just as Zhao Li finished speaking, Tao Yumo rushed out of the room with two black ink-painted panda eyes, and shouted angrily: "Sister-in-law! Look at what your son has done!"

"Tao Xiwen! Tao Xiwu!"

Zhao Li shouted the names of her two sons, and there was a commotion in the room.

Tao's mother, 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, pretending to ignore it.

"Dad, what's wrong with my mom?" Tao Yucheng asked.

Father Tao 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 leisurely, looking at the noisy scene at home with a helpless look on his face.

It's always so noisy early in the morning, it would be good to move out.

Lin Chaoyang whispered to her: "Mom seems to be in a bad mood today!"

"It would be strange if she could be in a good mood after reading your novel."

It is true that Anjie and Dehua in "Parents' Love" are positive characters. Although Tao's mother was moved after reading the story, she couldn't help but associate it with herself. Anjie in the novel is very free and easy, and after he gave birth to a child, his sister-in-law helped take care of the child.

But in reality, Tao's mother raised three children by herself. Now that she has finally retired, she still has to take care of the whole family. Her feelings are understandable.

"But I see her eyes are swollen. She must have cried a lot last night," Tao Yushu said again.

"You observe very carefully."

The couple chatted and rested for a night, and all the fatigue from the journey was gone. Lin Chaoyang had to go to work today.

When he arrived at the library, he was told that the correspondence examination for the library department would be held in a few days.

"Hey, Chaoyang!"

Du Rong called out to Lin Chaoyang, looking mysterious.

"what?"

"Would you like to hear some good news?"

"What good news?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"Invite me to lunch at noon and I'll tell you."

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Lin Chaoyang's words left Du Rong hanging there, and she felt so uncomfortable that she had to speak out.

"How can you be like this? This is good news. It concerns your lifelong event."

Seeing that Du Rong was getting more and more exaggerated, with an expression that said, "Hurry up and ask me, I can't hold it back anymore if you don't ask me anymore," he said, "Okay. Let me treat you to a meal and tell me."

"That's about right." Du Rong smiled smugly, then leaned close to Lin Chaoyang's ear and said, "You're going to be a regular employee!"

Upon hearing the news, Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise on his calm face. Seeing his expression, Du Rong became even more proud.

"Who did you listen to?"

"I was on duty on New Year's Day and heard Secretary Zhuang chatting with Director Xie. He said that you have been in the museum for more than a year, your performance is not bad, and you have a great reputation outside. Talents like this must be retained."

"I thought you were looking at the formalization procedures, but it turns out you just heard it from others."

Du Rong was anxious. "How can I just hearsay? This is what the director and the secretary said, how could it be false? I think you became a regular employee during the beginning of the school year."

"Okay. When you get a permanent job, I'll treat you to a meal," said Lin Chaoyang.

Du Rong laughed heartily, "That's about right!"

(End of this chapter)