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

Chapter 56: The father-in-law takes action and sends his son-in-law to the front page of the news (please read it later)
"Dad, what happened to Xuemin's manuscript? I think it's well written!"

Seeing that her father's face was so serious, and he even wanted to talk to his son-in-law alone, Feng Jiayou asked in confusion and dissatisfaction.

Questioning the manuscript written by her man?
Her husband wrote such a popular manuscript as "The Horse Shepherd". Although this new manuscript was rushed, it shouldn't be questioned so much, right?

"Jiayou, let me talk to Dad, you stay with Mom!"

Seeing that Feng's father ignored Feng Jiayou and walked straight to the front yard, Cheng Xuemin patted Feng Jiayou on the shoulder, told her to wait at home, and then he got up and followed him.

"Feng Jiamo, what are you doing? You stole my manuscript fee receipt, give it back to me!"

"Sister, can I take a look? More than 300 yuan?! Is this really the royalties that Mr. Cheng earned? It can buy more than 30 large roast ducks, right?!"

"What big roast duck?! That's the money your brother-in-law earned and spent on me!"

"Hehe! Sister, I just heard that when Mr. Cheng first started writing articles to earn royalties, he wanted to buy a big roast duck for Liqin Liwen to satisfy her craving!"

"What? Now that you've received the royalties, you're going to regret not buying it? You think I'm a child too. I don't have such a short memory!"

"What big roast duck?! Didn't I treat you guys to it last time?!"

"Last time was last time, this time is this time, anyway, I don't care, we are going to eat roast duck tonight!"

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Soon, the noise of the youngest and youngest sisters of the Feng family quarreling came from behind. It was obvious that the younger sister-in-law took advantage of her sister and mother's inattention and slipped the manuscript fee receipt on the stone table away.

Now the two sisters are fighting over the royalties bill!

"Xuemin, the results from school came out today. You did well in the exam. After next summer vacation, you should be able to go to Yan University with Jiayou!"

Father Feng was walking in front, but he didn't talk directly to Cheng Xuemin about the manuscript. Instead, he was concerned about his performance today.

Cheng Xuemin nodded but did not continue the conversation, knowing that his father-in-law had more to say.

And just as Feng Jiayou said just now, Cheng Xuemin doesn't talk much, and her mother often says behind her back that she is too honest and taciturn.

In fact, it’s not that I can’t speak, but I don’t want to say much.

"Old Feng, it's so rare for you two to go out together! What's going on? Were you both kicked out of the house?!"

As soon as I passed the front yard, I was greeted and laughed at by Lao Qian in the front yard.

"Old Qian, your sister-in-law cut off your cigarette money, so you're craving for cigarettes, right?" Old Feng walked forward and greeted him with a smile, and took out a pack of 'Yanjing' brand cigarettes from his pocket, intending to take out a cigarette and pass it over.

But Lao Qian held the whole bag down and said, "Lao Feng, Lao Feng, if you need my help, I'll return it to you later!"

It turns out that I’m craving for cigarettes!
"You!" Father Feng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't be that evil, could he?
"You know, Old Feng, if I don't have anything in my hand, I won't feel good and I won't have any inspiration to write anything!" Old Qian said with a flattering face and a sullen smile.

"Then you have to give me this manuscript as soon as possible. The bureau has urged us several times. We can't delay any longer. We are scheduling it for next month's edition!"

Feng's father let go and emphasized that this was his manuscript fee!
It's because it's so hard to get a commission for this old guy's manuscripts, and he writes slowly, so you may not get a single manuscript from him throughout the year.

"Okay, okay, okay! Lao Feng, a senior director like you came to my house to ask for an article, so I will definitely give you priority!"

"It's scheduled for next month, right? Okay, this half pack is enough, it can support me to finish the manuscript!" For the sake of this half pack of cigarettes, Lao Qian had to finish the manuscript.

"What big director? We live in the front and back yards, so don't talk to me about this! Anyway, I have been back for so long, but I haven't seen any of your manuscripts... cough cough"

Lao Qian took the initiative and handed over a cigarette. Feng's father took it while laughing and cursing. He borrowed Lao Qian's light and then took a puff!
"See! Actually, I'm helping you! Old Feng, your wife doesn't care about you and just lets you beat yourself up like that!?"

This old Qian is really dishonest!
His wife manages his cigarette money, but he envies Feng's father because no one manages his cigarette money and he can smoke as much as he wants.

"Give me two more manuscripts and I will apply to the bureau for exclusive supply of cigarettes for you, do you want it?" After Feng's father recovered his breath, he got straight to the point.

"No, no! Just for a cigarette, you want to tie me up and make me a full-time writer for your bureau? Old Feng, you really have a plan!"

"It's not like our bureau doesn't pay for manuscripts, and if you ask, I can apply for foreign exchange certificates to settle the accounts for you!"

Father Feng threw out another big temptation and said.

"Settlement with foreign exchange securities? Old Feng, are you lying to me?" Old Qian was indeed tempted after hearing this. Everything is easy to make money these days. After all, the pens in their hands really have to be very sharp.

The only thing is the foreign exchange coupons, which are really hard to deal with.

But now, many things often need to be bought with foreign exchange coupons at Friendship Stores or Overseas Chinese Stores.

The Friendship Store and the Overseas Chinese Store all sell imported goods from foreign countries. There are many good things. Even old people want to buy them, but they don’t have foreign exchange coupons.

Some time ago, his beloved grandson wanted to buy a tape recorder to learn English, and he insisted on using foreign exchange coupons to buy it from the Overseas Chinese Store, which caused trouble for him, the grandfather.

Unfortunately, although Lao Qian is not short of money and has long been financially independent from his royalties, he just doesn't have many foreign exchange coupons.

Things like foreign exchange coupons are specially supplied within the agency and have quotas. A freelance writer like Lao Qian has no chance of getting them.

It’s not easy to do it. Everyone wants it, but most people keep it in their own possession and are reluctant to touch it.

"Then let's make it like this! Give us an article in each issue from now on, and I'll help you apply?"

Seeing that there was a chance, Feng's father quickly struck while the iron was hot and killed him.

"Go away, do you think I'm a sow?" Old Qian was really tempted, but he didn't expect Old Feng to be so greedy. One article per issue means he has to have one article every month, right?
This is going to kill him, does he really think I am the same as I was in the past? When I was in my prime, I could write two, three or four articles per issue, not to mention one.

But now I’m old, my brain doesn’t work very well, and I can’t write anymore!

"Old Feng, stop talking about the future. For the sake of this half package of 'Yanjing', can you pay me in foreign exchange coupons for this manuscript first?"

"I, Lao Qian, will accept a 20% discount, okay?" Lao Qian didn't want to listen to Lao Feng's nonsense anymore. He wanted something realistic. He just wanted to take the article that Lao Feng had agreed to, okay?
"Old Qian, you!" Father Feng had no choice but to smile bitterly. He said that Old Qian was a good writer and was also very good at calculating. He said, "Okay, give it to me as soon as possible. I will help you apply for the settlement when I get back to the bureau!"

"That's great. With your words, Lao Feng, I will give you the manuscript by the end of the month!" Lao Qian was also happy because he could earn foreign exchange this time!

"By the way! Old Qian, have you watched this episode of Li Qingquan?!"

After talking about the manuscript that had been commissioned, Feng's father mentioned this issue of Yenching Literature again.

"That old guy Li Qingquan... I haven't had time to see him yet!"

"What's the matter? Old Feng, is Li Qingquan making any big moves this time? Why would you even bother Old Feng enough to mention this?!"

Lao Qian puffed out a cloud of smoke, feeling extremely comfortable and intoxicated. After thinking it through, he squinted his eyes and asked.

"It's okay! It's okay! I heard that Li Qingquan wanted to launch a large satellite this time. I wonder if it succeeded!"

"Li Qingquan wants to enlarge the satellite?! What's going on? Why haven't I heard of it?! Old Feng, do you have Yanjing Literature? Lend me a pair of cat eyes?"

Old Qian didn't care much at first, but when he heard that Li Qingquan was going to enlarge the satellite, he was shocked! Li Qingquan enlarged the satellite without informing Old Qian. Was he looking down on Old Qian?
"How could I? Li Qingquan is so proud of himself this time that he hasn't even come to our bureau to deliver sample copies. He really doesn't want our bureau's translation quota for next year!"

Of course they gave it to me! Li Qingquan would never miss the sample issue of the Foreign Language Bureau even if he went whoring again! If they wanted to win a big foreign award, they had to rely on the help of Feng's father at the Foreign Language Bureau!

Besides, if they want foreign exchange bond indicators, they also have to look at the attitude of the Foreign Language Bureau.

So no matter whose sample issues were missing, the sample issues from the Foreign Languages ​​Bureau could not be missing, and Li Qingquan sent them out first.

It’s just that it was not delivered to Feng’s father.

"He didn't give it to you either? That means Li Qingquan is not just a little bit arrogant, but too arrogant!" Old Qian was also surprised when he heard this, and his curiosity was aroused. He said, "Then I really have to look for him carefully to see what big satellite he is launching!"

"By the way, which cultural outlet is Li Qingquan running now?"

"Yenching Literature!" Father Feng said with a smile!
"Yes, yes, yes! Yenching Literature, I have an impression of it. Last time, that old guy asked me to write an article! Okay, I have to look for it carefully to see what big satellite Li Qingquan has launched." Old Qian repeated again and again.

"Okay then. If Li Qingquan really launches a big satellite, then we'll have to trouble Old Qian to help translate it. Can we also add fuel to the fire and let those foreigners outside see it?"

After saying so much, Mr. Feng’s purpose might be this last one!
Because Old Qian writes well and is proficient in five languages, including German, Russian, English, Italian and Japanese, he is a writer that their Foreign Language Bureau wants to worship.

Since he knew that the big satellite launched by Li Qingquan was created by his son-in-law, there was no reason for Feng's father not to invite the most powerful figure in the industry to help his son-in-law with the translation.

With Lao Qian personally translating it, it will definitely be the front-page headline of "Chinese Literature", which is a huge honor!
However, Feng's father could only think about all this in his mind. He couldn't let Old Qian know that the big satellite launched by Li Qingquan was done by his son-in-law.

Moreover, Feng's father had to stay away from Lao Qian's translation manuscript and let his subordinates report it to the top leader of the bureau for finalization.

As expected, anything produced by Lao Qian had to be on the front page, which was also a disguised way of fueling the flames by Feng's father, quietly pushing his son-in-law to the front page of "Chinese Literature".

"That's no problem! If it really is a big satellite, I, Old Qian, will definitely join in the fun and take advantage of Li Qingquan!"

Old Qian didn't think much about it. It was just a translation, wasn't it? For him, it was easy as long as he had hands.

Besides, if it really is a big satellite, Lao Qian, who has not taken action for a long time, can also take action to show his presence. He will never allow Li Qingquan to launch a big satellite without notifying Lao Qian.

"Xiao Cheng, want one?!"

Lao Qian took out another one, glanced at Cheng Xuemin who was silent next to him, felt a little distressed and reluctant to hand it over, and asked.

"Mr. Qian, I'm not very good at smoking! You should just keep it for yourself and smoke it slowly!" Cheng Xuemin said with a sullen smile.

"Okay, I won't smoke! Xiao Cheng, you're great! Lao Feng, you're a great son-in-law!"

Just by saving him a cigarette, this old man should be too happy.

"Well, you have to finish the manuscript as soon as possible, don't make me rush you! Let's go out for a walk!" Father Feng nodded, and without saying anything more, he walked out of the yard.

"Dad! I heard from my young son that Mr. Qian is a great writer and he bought this courtyard house with the money he earned from his writings!?"

Cheng Xuemin hurried over and started a conversation with Feng's father.

"It's more than amazing! The pen in his hand can write more than just this set of courtyards! ”

"In the past, when he was at his peak, he would reward himself with a courtyard house every year. He lived a very glorious life!" Father Feng took a final puff of the cigarette in his hand, flicked it away and sighed.

"Reward yourself with a courtyard house every year!?"

Cheng Xuemin was shocked when he heard this. Qian Lao is so awesome. Has he achieved all of Cheng Xuemin’s life goals?
Doesn't that mean Mr. Qian has more than a dozen courtyard houses? !

"Amazing!" Father Feng also exclaimed, "If I hadn't written that article, there would be so many courtyard houses in Old Qian that I couldn't even count them on my hands!"

"Now... this is all I have left! So even if you have a powerful pen, don't get too cocky!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xuemin's face was filled with shock and astonishment again. He then realized that his father-in-law had come to Qian Lao specifically to discuss the manuscript today. It was not a coincidence but something he did on purpose. There was something else behind his words!

"Xuemin, you should have heard something, right?! Yes, it should have been ten years ago! Lao Qian wrote an article, and the content is much more conservative than yours!"

"You should be able to guess what happens next! So I'm very curious, Xuemin, what was going on when you wrote this article? "

“Where does inspiration come from?!”

"You've been in Yanjing for a while. Are you close to Old Qian in the front yard?!"

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(End of this chapter)