1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

Chapter 121 The Secret Treasury is Exposed, Blinding My Wife's Eyes
"Let's go! Xuemin, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Cheng Xuemin was about to stand up but was so scared that he collapsed on the chair, Feng Jiayou's eyes became even brighter and he felt even happier!
How much private money did she have to hide secretly to scare her man like this?
Expectation!

Feng Jiayou was really looking forward to how much unexpected wealth she could get this time.

Also, how brave is this person? How energetic is this person? He actually has a secret stash of money, and judging by his paralyzed reaction, the amount must be huge!

"Ah! It's okay, it's okay. I probably sprained my waist because I stood up too quickly!"

"I can't get up, I feel weak!"

Cheng Xuemin waved his hands repeatedly, his mind racing with thoughts of what to do, what to do.
Why did Ba Lao and her daughter come to their house?
And Ba Lao's daughter is also an editor of Shanghai Literature and Art? Doesn't that mean she came here to look for Kuang Yalan?

It shouldn’t be!

Cheng Xuemin's pseudonym is very hidden, so even if Shanghai Literature and Art wants to find the author himself, it may not be able to find him.

Mr. Bao!

The security guard in the guard room, who is nicknamed "Bao Ye" by everyone, actually has an "Lao" at the end of his surname instead of the first one, Mr. Tang? !

Was it he who brought Ba Lao and his daughter to their home?

Isn't it that the old man is senile and has no idea who he is and what he doesn't remember about Cheng Xuemin? How many manuscripts did he submit and how many letters of acceptance did he receive?
But now, this old man brought Ba and his daughter directly to his home!
You old fool, you must have been pretending to be confused in front of Cheng Xuemin. He has a good memory, but you deliberately forgot this and that in front of Cheng Xuemin, pretending to be forgetful.

So you are here, waiting for me?

"Did you sprain your back?"

"Xuemin, let me check, are you okay? Why are you so careless?"

Pack!
Just keep pretending in front of me and keep being stubborn with me to the end!
Feng Jiayou was delighted. The more a man acted like this, the more it showed that he had a huge amount of secret fund. She quickly turned around and pretended to be very nervous and distressed, wanting to help Cheng Xuemin massage his old waist.

"Well...it's okay, it's okay, wife, I can stand up by myself, I can still do it!"

Seeing that he really couldn't pretend any longer, Cheng Xuemin simply stood up slowly, glanced at the women in the yard outside the window, and asked with a shudder in his heart: "Wife, what did Sister Xiaolin, the editor who knows Shanghai literature and art, say to you and mom?"

"How can I make you happy like this?"

Cheng Xuemin still had a little hope in his heart, hoping that the editor Xiaolin, who knew a lot, would respect the author's privacy to some extent.

Since the real identity is not revealed in the submission letter, it means that the author must have some unspeakable secrets, so please be a little considerate and don’t let the author reveal all your background as soon as you get to the author’s home!
If you want to flirt, at least you should meet the author in person and ask for his or her opinion before deciding what to say.

Now that you've come here, could you wait a little longer to meet the author in person?
Can't you give this little bit of time to your authors?

I hope that editor Xiaolin, you know better and please don’t just say nonsense and throw it all away!
"Sister Xiaolin didn't say anything! She just went to our Yanda University to find an interesting new author, the one named Kuang Yalan!"

"I just found out that Kuang Yalan is actually that kind of Kuang Yalan, so pitiful!"

Feng Jiayou also gave Cheng Xuemin a little support, and seemed to be speaking lightly about Kuang Yalan, but her eyes were still looking at her man with a smile.

Pack!
Just keep pretending, keep being stubborn and hold on to the end!
Feng Jiayou was already certain that Kuang Yalan, who had sacrificed her moral principles for the sake of royalties, was her man, Cheng Xuemin.

Because that kind of tone of pity is totally unlike the tone of a female author.

They, the female students of Yanjing University, could not let go of their modesty at all and acted so pitifully in their first submission.

Everyone is eager to get their manuscripts published, and they can earn one or two yuan per thousand words. Why would they just cry poor and ask for a high price? Can they be so confident that they can get it approved?

"You know everything about this daughter-in-law..."

"No, my dear, why is Kuang Yalan just that Kuang Yalan? Why is she playing the victim?"

Cheng Xuemin was so panicked that he had lost all hope in life. How could Shanghai Literature and Art even tell all this to Feng Jiayou and her daughter?

"I have to take care of my 80-year-old parents, five or six hungry children, and a pregnant wife. I can't even make ends meet at home. I'm just waiting for the royalties to save my life!"

You blurted it out in a hurry, but you're still being stubborn and not showing any reaction, right? You still want to hear what Sister Xiaolin says about Kuang Yalan, and you're still hoping for a lucky break, right?
Okay, Feng Jiayou will satisfy him and said with exaggeration, while his belly was also puffed up, a big belly that didn't need to be pretended in the first place was already there!

"Wife, listen to my explanation! I'll tell you everything!"

There's no way to escape, I'm exposed!
He was still thinking a little bit of luck just now, but Feng Jiayou was teasing him with her big belly!

Cheng Xuemin knew that he was completely exposed. If he continued to hold on, he would only die faster. With a strong desire to survive, he quickly turned around, took out the book "Marxism-Leninism" from the pile of books on the desk, handed it to the woman and said:

"Wife, it's all in here, it's really all in here, I really didn't dare to spend a penny, so I just wanted to collect some more and give it to you, my dear wife, as a big surprise!"

Really, Cheng Xuemin didn't spend a penny of this small treasury's private money. He really didn't dare to spend it, and the most important thing was that he didn't have the material need to spend it.

The pocket money and living expenses that Feng Jiayou gave him were already more than enough, and there was nothing worth spending a lot of money on in this era!

Therefore, he didn't spend a penny of the private money he had just saved from his little treasury for a while.

"You...you are hiding right under my nose like this?"

Feng Jiayou was also dumbfounded. He thought that this man's private money would be hidden very deep in his treasury, and it would take a lot of effort to pry it out.

But who would have thought that he would put it so brazenly on the desk, and if I remember correctly, it was inside the book "Marxism-Leninism"!
Man, man, don't you think twice before hiding your private money?

You could at least change a book to hide! There are thousands of books in this room, could you at least change one?

Are you insulting your own brain or insulting Feng Jiayou's brain?

"Ahem, it's dark under the lamp. The most dangerous place is the safest place. Besides, it seems like you have never read this copy of Marxism-Leninism, right?"

Cheng Xuemin said angrily, you women are still a little too young to play psychological tactics with him.

Could they have imagined that Cheng Xuemin's private money had not been moved at all and was still in this book "Marxism-Leninism"?
And they are piled up so openly in the corner of the desk against the wall. Whenever the woman gets tired of writing, she can just look up and see them. They are so blatant right under her nose.

Let me ask you, this has been left for several days, woman, have you noticed it?
"Oh, you're feeling proud now, aren't you?"

Judging from the tone of this guy, he was actually quite proud of himself. Feng Jiayou's intelligence and brain had already been severely insulted, and now he dared to be so proud in front of her!

He was so capable that he actually dared to ignore her and openly set up a slush fund to hide his private money right under her nose. He still thought he was right, right? !
"No, no, I don't dare, my wife is not proud, I saved this for you. I didn't think of hiding you when I put it so obviously, right? "

Cheng Xuemin, whose desire to survive was strong again, seemed to change his thinking and way of saying it, and the effect was actually better!
that is!

How can it be called hiding when it is right under your nose, my wife?

It is right under your nose, my wife. You may not find it today, and you may not find it tomorrow, but you will find it one day. When you open it and find it, it will be a big surprise. Will you be happy and surprised?
Yes, that's what you should say!
Then, Cheng Xuemin hurriedly repeated his words again!
"Go away, don't even think about it. You are such a bad person, you can't be fooled that easily!"

Feng Jiayou's eyes lit up. How could she let him go so easily? He quickly pulled Cheng Xuemin and said, "Go, go, go to dad quickly. Ba Lao and Tang Lao are waiting for your honest confession!"

"Let me first calculate how much you have hidden!"

After kicking Cheng Xuemin out directly, Feng Jiayou planned to lock the door and carefully calculate how much private money her man had hidden behind her back.

"Okay, okay, okay! Wife, take your time to calculate, and I'll explain everything to you later!"

"Really? I didn't dare spend a dime. I saved all of it here, waiting to be presented to you, my wife!"

"Count slowly, count slowly, it's not much... I'm leaving!"

Cheng Xuemin licked the woman a few more times and wanted to report the number to her, but she glared at him and he ran away in fear. He really didn't dare to stay any longer!
The woman wanted to be happy and enjoy the process by herself, not letting Cheng Xuemin spoil the details. "Mom, Dad..."

"Hello, Mr. Ba, how come you have time to come to my house?"

When he went out, his mother-in-law and Ba Lao's daughter Li Xiaolin had already entered the main hall. After Cheng Xuemin followed them in, he greeted his mother-in-law and father-in-law at the door.

As soon as he saw Ba Lao, he quickly went up to the old man and greeted him.

As for the old man with squinting eyes next to him, isn’t he the Bao Ye from the security office? Cheng Xuemin chose to leave him aside first. Is it fun to play with him?

As for Chen Shumin next to him, he was still winking at him, but was completely ignored by Cheng Xuemin!

You big traitor!

Even if Mr. Bao at the security guard office remembered that it was Cheng Xuemin, where could he find him in person on a Sunday?
Wasn't it Chen Shumin, the traitor, who was so shameless that he sold out Cheng Xuemin and brought all the people to his home?

Later, I will have to settle the score with Chen Shumin.

"Wow! It's really you, Xiao Cheng! I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence!"

When Cheng Xuemin came in, Ba Lao recognized him at first sight. He was the author of "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office" whom he saw in Wu Lao's office that day!

He smiled and pointed at Cheng Xuemin, and said the following sentence to Mr. Tang next to him.

"Hey, little Chengzi, do you still think I am forgetful? I have brought your editor-in-charge and the old editor-in-chief, Ba Lao, to your home!"

"I've told you, old man, that I worked as a stenographer at the Zhonghai Conference in my early years, but you just don't believe me!"

Mr. Tang also smiled and greeted Cheng Xuemin and joked.

"Old man, I am so awesome!"

Cheng Xuemin smiled bitterly. If he hadn't known that the old man's surname had an "old" after it, he would have really wanted to retort to him: You old idiot, are you pretending to be confused and forgetful in front of me?

Now!
Even his father-in-law had to stand by and accompany him obediently. He was obviously of the same "old" level as Ba Lao. He couldn't confront him, let alone use rough tactics. He couldn't afford to play with him.

If I had known that the old man had such a good memory, I shouldn’t have sent and received letters in the same place!
He even tried to show off in front of the old man by opening the manuscript envelopes on the spot and showing off the sample issues and payment receipts he had received.

It turns out that this old man saw it all and remembered it all in his little notebook!
"You are really good, kid. How about it? You must be overwhelmed by the royalties you received?" Lao Deng took over the conversation directly, leaving Cheng Xuemin dumbfounded again.

Cheng Xuemin is talking about how this old man is always bullying you, and you've been fooled by him!

The only way to retort was to take over the conversation and say that Cheng Xuemin was amazing. Did he have the guts to brag about how amazing he was in front of Ba Lao, his father-in-law and his mother-in-law?

He also talks about how he received a lot of royalties, and indeed he did receive a lot of royalties, so what?

"Look, little Chengzi, you have to thank me a lot!" Mr. Tang continued to point at Mr. Ba next to him and said, "Look, Mr. Ba, the old editor-in-chief, has come to your house in person to deliver the manuscript fee slip. Unfortunately, it happens to be Sunday, and you are not at the library!"

"So, I, the old man, have been kind enough to bring the person here to you personally!"

"Don't embarrass me in front of Mr. Ba and say that the 'traitor' Lao Liu is not you, Little Chengzi, right?"

Yes, thank you!

Cheng Xuemin rolled his eyes and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, yes, old man, you have a really good memory. You helped to affix the stamps at that time. How could you be wrong?"

I support you, old idiot. No wonder you were so enthusiastic about helping Cheng Xuemin to put stamps on. It turns out that you were recorded in his little notebook and are being remembered!
"That's right!" Mr. Tang clapped his hands and said to Mr. Ba and Li Xiaolin beside him with a rosy face, "Mr. Ba, Xiaolin, I didn't find fault with you. I said I know this guy, it's this guy!"

"Hello, Xuemin. Are you Lao Liu, the author of The Traitor? I'm from Harvest, and I'm the editor of your article, Li Xiaolin!"

Li Xiaolin, who was standing next to him, looked at Cheng Xuemin in astonishment, and then asked, "Are you also Mr. Gu's son-in-law and Jiayou's lover?"

"Hello, Sister Xiaolin. Just now, Jiayou introduced you to me in the room!" Cheng Xuemin greeted the editor-in-charge sister and asked, "Sister Xiaolin, are you the editor-in-charge of Harvest?!"

He asked again, why did Cheng Xuemin feel as if he had been tricked by that woman Feng Jiayou?
This Sister Xiaolin is obviously the editor-in-charge of Harvest, and also the editor-in-charge of the article The Traitor which has been missing for some time. But why did Feng Jiayou bring up the matter of Kuang Yalan, the literary figure in Shanghai, with her?
Are women so clever?
Using "Harvest" to gain leverage, he directly asked Cheng Xuemin to kill Kuang Yalan as well?

and also!

Judging from Mr. Tang's arrogant tone and Li Xiaolin's reaction, it seems that they are here to look for Lao Liu from "The Ghost" and have no intention of looking for Kuang Yalan from "Female College Students' Dormitory"?
But just now, Cheng Xuemin gave up everything!
Thinking that the security guard, Mr. Tang, was coming to his house, all his vests exploded on the spot, so he handed over all the private money in his small treasury as a tribute!
In the end, it was because Feng Jiayou, that clever guy, tricked him a little bit, and scared Cheng Xuemin into giving up everything?
I……

Cheng Xuemin now wished he could go back and kill Feng Jiayou so that he could start all over again.

At this time, Feng Jiayou in the house was happily counting her man's small treasury!

After she finished counting, she couldn't help but smack her lips and exclaimed, "So many?"

Didn’t he only write “Female College Students’ Dormitory” for “Shanghai Literature and Art” and “Traitor” for “Harvest”?

I'm not sure how many words there are in "The Traitor", but from what Li Xiaolin mentioned just now, it's a short story.

That's the maximum number of words, about 30,000 to 40,000. If we calculate based on the maximum price of 7 yuan per thousand words, it would be less than 300 yuan.

How many words are there in "Female College Students' Dormitory"?

Feng Jiayou hurriedly searched the house and found the issue of "Shanghai Literature and Art" that published "Female College Students' Dormitory". He checked the word count and found that it was 26,500 words.

If we calculate based on 27,000 words and the maximum price of 7 yuan per thousand words, it would be 189 yuan.

Including the estimated royalties for "The Traitor", the maximum I could earn would be less than 500 yuan.

But the problem is that Feng Jiayou counted out up to 900 yuan of private money from her husband's piggy bank!

In other words, in addition to "Female College Student Dormitory" and "The Traitor", her husband published at least two other manuscripts.

So at least four manuscripts were hidden?
Is this... crazy?

Feng Jiayou had thought that her man was too energetic and wanted to celebrate two or three times every night, but she never expected that he could be so energetic when it comes to writing!

So how many manuscripts did he write in this month or so?

"The Shepherd", "The Gratitude of My Parents", "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office", "Female College Students' Dormitory", "The Traitor", and the novella submitted to Yenching Literature, plus at least two other manuscripts that I was not aware of!
I can’t figure it out. No wonder her man’s hand speed is so fast. He can make her…feelings are written down and practiced?

"Loess Plateau!"

Soon, Feng Jiayou thought of another possible pseudonym. Wasn’t the "Loess Plateau" published in Shaanxi's "Yanhe Literature" also spread from Mr. Tang's doorman?

So, it must be her man’s masterpiece!
Immediately, Feng Jiayou took out this issue of "Yanhe Literature" and checked the number of words. There were more than 29,700 words, which was 30,000 words.

It's still the maximum price of seven yuan per thousand words. Given her man's personality, he might continue to cry poor and act pitiful, so she has to give him a good price.

Then deduct another two hundred and ten yuan, but there will still be more than two hundred yuan!
There should be about one manuscript left, but I don’t know which one it is!

No!

Feng Jiayou, who couldn't figure it out, didn't stay in the room any longer. She stuffed her private money back into "Marxism-Leninism" and hid the book under her pillow. Then she hurried out to the main room to listen to how her husband would be treated leniently if he confessed and severely if he resisted!

He actually wrote so many good manuscripts behind her and her mother's back, but didn't submit any of them to her mother-in-law's October publication. Isn't he afraid of angering his mother-in-law to death?

If you wanted to change your identity and make some private money, you could invest in anyone. Why would you go to Shanghai or northern Shaanxi instead of his mother-in-law who is right under his nose?
Dead!
As soon as Feng Jiayou entered the main room and saw her mother's unhappy face that was trying to force a smile, she knew that she was really doomed!
She approached her mother timidly and looked at her with eyes full of "Mom, please listen to my explanation", but unfortunately her mother didn't even bother to look at her!
This made Feng Jiayou feel very disappointed again!
Or, should she give half of her husband's secret piggy bank's private money to her mother-in-law as a way of currying favor?
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(End of this chapter)