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Chapter 11, fight

Li Dongwu's words were naturally very unpleasant, but before Wang Duoyu could refute him, Sun Shouyi had already scolded him on his behalf:
"Li Dongwu, what nonsense are you talking about? Wang Duoyu's articles are so good, why can't they be published? If you can't do it yourself, don't say such sarcastic words. If you have the ability, just write it yourself. No one will stop you. But you are not a writer now, so shut up now, okay?"

If it was Wang Duoyu, Li Dongwu would definitely fight back, but now it was Sun Shouyi who was scolding him, so he could only act like a coward. After all, Sun Shouyi was a postal courier.
Sun Shouyi was annoyed, and next time he had to pick up his letter himself. He was even afraid that his letter would be lost.

Transportation was very inconvenient in that era. Although Qingshan Township was not very far from Shuanghe County, only about 17 or 18 kilometers, it was still quite troublesome to walk there.

In an era when transportation was slow, writing letters was the most important means of communication. Sending telegrams and making phone calls were very expensive, so most people would not choose such methods.

Seeing that Li Dongwu had stopped, Wang Duoshi stopped picking on him and celebrated with his two sisters. He was very happy for his ninth brother.

"Nineth Brother, how much is the total fee this time?"

Eighteen-year-old Wang Meili was in her prime, but she was a leader among the children. Her brothers, nephews, and grandchildren all followed her. Therefore, when she spoke, her nephews, nieces, and other younger generations all pricked up their ears to listen. However, Wang Duoyu smiled and shook his head:

"Do you know what kind of publication 'Beijing Literature and Art' is? It's a magazine that mainly publishes poetry, prose, and other literary works. Simply put, the word count is very small. You still remember the current payment standard? Three yuan per thousand words. So you can imagine how much money an article of a few hundred words can earn you?"

He was ashamed to let others know about the royalties because they were too little. However, in fact, Wang Duoyu wrote a short novel of 23,000 words, and the royalties were 69 yuan. This income was very high in the city, let alone in Dahonggou Village?
Wang Duoyu believed that if his income level were exposed, it would definitely stimulate some people in the countryside, and some people might even come to his house with guns and ask him for money.

Even though Wang Duoyu has many brothers and sisters, he can't stand up to some desperate criminals who only care about money and not their lives. They come secretly, rob the money and leave, and even risk their own lives. Who can Wang Duoyu turn to for justice then?
If it were the Internet era of later generations, Wang Duoyu would definitely not be afraid to show off his income from royalties on the Internet, because the society at that time was relatively fairer and safer.

At this time in the 1970s, it was as chaotic as it could be. Anyway, there was no way Wang Duoyu would go to gamble!

"Ah? So little?" Wang Meili and other younger people were immediately disappointed, but Sun Shouyi smiled and said, "Being able to publish an article is already very good. Although the royalties are not much, I earned it through my own hard work. It's an honor!"

Hearing this, Li Dongwu suddenly felt that he had done it and couldn't help but jump out. However, just as he was about to speak, he was pushed back by Wang Duoyu's brother, "Li Dongwu, get out of here! You are not welcome in my house!"

The Wang family has good genes, and they are all tall and strong. Of course, the taller ones are Wang Duoyu and his younger brother Wang Duoshi, because they were both born in the late 1950s, when there was no shortage of food in Dahonggou Village.

During the three years of 1959, 1960 and 1961, many parts of the country had no food due to drought, but Dahonggou Village is close to the Lesser Khingan Mountains, so people can pick mushrooms in spring and summer, and go hunting in the mountains in spring, summer, autumn and winter. There is a proverb in the Northeast during the Great Northern Wilderness: hit roe deer with a stick, scoop fish with a ladle, and pheasants will fly into the rice pot!
So the two brothers Wang Duoyu and Wang Duoshi are both over 1.85 meters tall. It is normal for the 11th brother, who is almost 1.9 meters tall, to push the 1.82-meter-tall Li Dongwu to the ground.

Li Dongwu, embarrassed by the public appearance, was instantly enraged. He didn't care about anything else and swung his fists to fight Wang Duoshi. Rural people fought without rules, but he was half a head shorter than Wang Duoshi, and while their sizes might seem similar, there was actually a difference. Furthermore, the fight lasted only a few seconds before the two sides were separated.

Li Dongwu was still very angry and kept shaking his body, trying to break free from Du Jianping and Liang Kangmin, but it was in vain. So he could only threaten Wang Duoshi, but was it useful?
Obviously it doesn't work!

After this incident, Du Jianping and Liang Kangmin could only pull Li Dongwu away, but the liveliness of Wang Duoyu's house did not decrease much.

"Old Ten, Meili Meihe, and the rest of you, if you don't quiet down, please go back. I want to read quietly for a while."

Wang Duoyu started to drive people away. Since the 12th, his home has never been peaceful. Either nephews and nieces, relatives, or classmates came to visit. In short, the house was always bustling.

These days, Wang Duoyu has not written any manuscripts seriously. He could have completed a 10,000-word manuscript a day, but he was forced to write only half of it, and most of his time was wasted.

The group of people who were in such a mess just now are now more well-behaved and quiet than anyone else. Wang Meili and the others will not go back. It is more comfortable to stay at Ninth Brother (Ninth Uncle/Ninth Grandpa)'s house. Besides, they can also get some "talent" by staying here.

For the next two days, Wang Duoyu didn't go anywhere. He stayed at home and wrote furiously. It was not until May 21 that he packed up the manuscript and prepared to go to Shuanghe County to submit it and collect his royalties.

When Lao Shi, Wang Meili and others heard this, they immediately started clamoring to go together. Wang Duoyu was helpless because even though he promised to buy them delicious pastries, meat, etc., they were not willing to go shopping together.

"Okay, you can go shopping, but there are three rules. You're shopping on your own. If you want to buy something, each person can spend no more than fifty cents. No more, understand?"

"Really? Brother Jiu, are you so generous?" Wang Meili widened her eyes, because the younger generations together numbered more than twenty people, not counting those who didn't come.

Fifty cents per person, twenty people would be ten yuan. For this wave, Wang Duoyu would have to pay at least more than ten yuan.

Even the tenth brother looked at him suspiciously, because he knew that his ninth brother didn't actually have much money. He only received three royalties in total, and the total income was only more than 40 yuan. How could he be willing to take out more than ten yuan at once?
"Why can't I be so generous?" Wang Duoyu asked with a laugh. They were all family. His eldest brother, third brother and eighth sister had been very good to him in the past. The Wang family didn't have so many "family disgrace should not be made public" things, so it was normal for him to be nicer to his brothers and sisters, nephews and nieces.

At this moment, Sun Shouyi ran in excitedly from the doorway, holding two letters. "Great writer, you've written again, two letters this time. I saw your name early this morning."

(End of this chapter)