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Chapter 134: Reality is stranger than fiction (asking for monthly tickets)

Beijing, No. 97 Qianmen West Street, Editorial Department of "Beijing Literature and Art", in the editor-in-chief's office.

As soon as Zhou Yanru got to work today, she saw the "Snow City Volume 4" sent by Wang Duoyu. Just as Gu Zhizhong was about to conduct a preliminary review, it was taken away by the old lady.

"Snow City Volume 4 has been sent over? Okay, let me review it first."

"Editor-in-Chief, I haven't finished the initial review yet."

"You don't have to judge me, I'll do it."

Gu Zhizhong opened his mouth, but finally had no choice but to accept the fact. After all, the other party was the editor-in-chief.
In fact, Zhou Yanru was just eager to see the contents of the fourth volume.

Because after "Snow City Volume 3: Dawn" was put on the shelves, it sold like hot cakes.

At the end of October last year, "Snow City Volume 2 Spring Breeze" was put on the shelves for sale. It was already very popular at that time and formed a new wave.

This novel originally tells the story of the experiences of educated youth after returning to the city. It does not describe the background of the times, but it truly reflects reality.

After a few months, "Snow City Volume 3" appeared again. Zhou Yanru also likes to read such storybooks, so she wanted to take a look at it first.

After reading the third volume, she was eager to read the fourth volume to know how the subsequent plot developed.

A day later, the old lady finally finished reading the fourth volume and burst into tears.

For example, she has always been very optimistic about Wang Zhisong. This ambitious young man raised Ningning, who was abandoned at the train station by educated youth.

Just because Wang Zhisong's father was a martyr, he was very lucky to "take over" after returning to the city and got a job at the Railway Bureau. He also married Wu Ying, an evening newspaper reporter who had pursued him since middle school. It can be said that he was like a fish in water.

But no one expected that in the fourth volume, Wang Zhisong would become vulgar and mean, and even make a big fuss about raising Ningning to gain fame.

In the end, he not only cheated on Wu Ying and deeply hurt her, but when Wu Ying wanted to divorce him, he selfishly refused and even killed her during the argument.

In order to escape legal punishment, Wang Zhisong treated Wu Ying's body as if nothing had happened. He then announced to the public that Wu Ying had had a big fight with him and went to work in the south.

Although this reason was completely untenable, Wang Zhisong insisted on it, so no one could do anything about it.

They were clearly a happy family, but it turned out like this.

And no one knows what will happen to Ningning in the future. After all, Wang Zhisong is no longer just a fame seeker, he is also a murderer.

In addition to Wang Zhisong, there are many similar people who have experienced great ups and downs in their lives.

Just as the cover of "Snow City" introduces: they are deeply trapped in the adversity of the times, swept away by the storms of life, full of the vicissitudes and emotions of life, and accept the judgment of fate.

After calming down, Zhou Yanru immediately picked up paper and pen and wrote a letter to Wang Duoyu.

She hopes that Wang Duoyu will give Ningning a good ending, and hopes that Wang Duoyu will not write such tragedies again. Isn’t a happy family reunion ending good?

Ningning was an orphan, which was already pitiful enough. After much difficulty, she was adopted, but her adoptive father turned out to be an executioner and her adoptive mother was gone.

Is there anyone worse off than Ningning?
A few days later, Gu Zhizhong finished reviewing "Snow City Volume 4 Twilight" and came to Zhou Yanru's office and said:
"Editor-in-Chief, when will the fourth volume be published?"

"May, no rush!"

It is March now, and "Snow City Volume 3: Dawn" was published not long ago, so there is certainly no rush to publish the fourth volume.

However, what Zhou Yanru never expected was that near the end of March, Wang Duoyu sent "Hope, Volume 5 of Snow City" again. This time, Zhou Yanru was shocked.

What happened to Wang Duoyu?
How could he suddenly write three volumes of manuscripts in such a short period of time?

At Harbin Institute of Technology, Wang Duoyu has already received the royalties for two volumes of "Snow City". The third and fourth volumes are both 160,000 words. The old lady gave him the top royalty of six yuan per thousand words.

Because the highest income from writing royalties is seven yuan per thousand words.

So the royalties for these two volumes are RMB 1,920. The fifth volume was sent not long ago, so I haven’t received the royalties yet.

The reason why he worked so hard on writing the manuscript was because he bought a house in February, which caused his savings to plummet.

On the other hand, Qingming Festival is coming soon, and he plans to go back to his hometown, which will definitely cost a lot of money.

April 1st was Sunday, a holiday, and Wang Duoyu was called out by Mo Ruogao and others to the football field to play football.

It is April now, and the temperature in the ice city has risen a lot. It is no longer as freezing as it was in February.

"Duoyu, you must be going back to your hometown for Qingming Festival, right?"

During a break from playing football, Yuan Jigang suddenly approached Qian and asked.

Upon hearing this, Wang Duoyu immediately realized what the other party was trying to do.

"Old Yuan, I did go back to my hometown, but I didn't go hunting!"

Hunting is good, but it also depends on the time. When hunting in spring, the animals don’t have much fat and are not plump at all.

If there is a shortage of meat, Wang Duoyu will definitely not care whether the wild animals are fat or not, but will consider whether he can hunt prey.

But he was not short of meat now, so he didn't want to go hunting, and he didn't even think about practicing his shooting skills.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ji wailed, "Can't you at least satisfy our curiosity and take us hunting once?"

"That's just you, don't bring us along."

On the side, Lou Jianguo agreed with a smile, and Yuan Jigang was speechless.

At this moment, someone came over from a distance. It was Xue Xiaoling. She walked over quickly and said, "Wang Duoyu, there's a letter for you at the post office. You must go there and sign for it yourself. Also, Lou Jianguo, it seems your hometown sent you a telegram. It's quite urgent. You should go and take a look."

Ever since Wang Duoyu came back from Beijing last time, Xue Xiaoling has become a bit clingy. Whenever she is free, she will come over and stay next to Wang Duoyu.

Even though Wang Duoyu had clearly stated that he was about to get married, Xue Xiaoling still didn't take it seriously.

It seemed as if she was really just asking math questions.

Because she really wanted to understand the paper, she had been looking through the book list that Wang Duoyu had compiled for the past month.

Just as Wang Duoyu had guessed before, it was not so easy to self-study the books on the list. What's more, Xue Xiaoling and the others still needed to attend classes, so they certainly didn't have that much time.

If Wang Duoyu had not been writing novels recently, he might have been really annoyed.

"Come on, Jianguo, let's go together."

Wang Duoyu stood up, patted his butt, called Jianguo upstairs, and the two left the football field together.

Seeing this, Xue Xiaoling did not stay, but left.

At the post office outside the school, Wang Duoyu signed for the letter and was about to open it to check the contents. However, at this time, Lou Jianguo's eyes were already wet and he burst into tears.

"Jianguo, what's wrong with you? Did something happen at home?"

Coming closer, Wang Duoyu said something of concern, and Lou Jianguo immediately burst into tears. At this time, Wang Duoyu also saw the content of the telegram clearly.

Lou Jianguo's son is dead, so let him go home quickly.

If Wang Duoyu remembered correctly, Lou Jianguo should have been three years old this year. How could he have died suddenly?

He also has two children, a son and a daughter, and a very happy family.

But now that his son is dead, it is normal for Lou Jianguo to cry so sadly.

"Jianguo, come home!"

"Woo woo, me."

At this time, Lou Jianguo was choked with sobs and unable to speak because he was too sad.

Although Wang Duoyu can understand it, he certainly cannot empathize with it.

People who have not experienced the separation of family members will never understand it.

"Here's two hundred yuan. Take it and use it. Come on, follow me to the director's office. I'll have Old Wu get you a letter of introduction and a pass. You can go home first."

“I don’t want to go back, it’s such a waste of money.”

Lou Jianguo cried very sadly, but Wang Duoyu was also very firm and insisted:

"Just because you don't have money doesn't mean you won't make money in the future. If you don't go back now, what will happen to your wife and parents? If you go back, at least they'll feel at ease. And you'll also need to understand what's going on, right?"

"Just consider this money as a loan from me. You don't have to pay me back immediately. You can pay me back when you are well off." Wang Duoyu trusted Lou Jianguo very much and believed that he would be able to make money.

Although Wang Duoyu is short of money now, what he lacks is not just one or two hundred yuan.

After hearing what Wang Duoyu said, Lou Jianguo became even sadder, but he still obediently followed Wang Duoyu to the office of the Department of Computational Mathematics.

Wu Congqin was sitting in the office, buried in a book. When he saw Wang Duoyu and the other person, he looked up and greeted them with a smile on his face.

Upon learning that something had happened at Lou Jianguo's home, Wu Congyin hurriedly wrote a letter of introduction.

Someone died in the family, and that's no small matter.

In less than two hours, Lou Jianguo had completed all the arrangements for returning home and even bought the train ticket.

In dormitory 303, Yuan Jigang and his friends had just come out of the shower when they heard that something had happened at Lou Jianguo's home. They all came forward to offer comfort.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Duoyu and Rong Guangxia came to the train station together to see Lou Jianguo off to the train, and personally escorted him to the train station.

At this time, only Wang Duoyu could borrow a car from the Security Department of Harbin Institute of Technology to take Lou Jianguo to the train station.

On the way back to Harbin Institute of Technology, Rong Guangxia was filled with emotion, thinking that life is like a play.

If Rong Guangxia had read "Snow City Volume 3" written by Wang Duoyu, he might have felt even more deeply.

Because in the third volume of the novel, Wang Duoyu also mentioned the female educated youth Xu Shufang. After returning to the city, she was driven out of the house by her stepmother. She committed suicide by cutting her wrists at the wedding because Wang Zhisong burned the wreath. Her son Guo Liqiang drowned, and so on.

In fact, all tragedies can be found in real life.

In fact, many times, reality is always more absurd than fiction.

After returning to the teachers' dormitory building and his own home, Wang Duoyu opened the letter. It turned out to be a letter from the old lady Zhou Yanru scolding him.

Because in March, after reading the fourth volume, Mrs. Zhou asked him to revise the text so that Ningning would not experience those tragedies.

As a result, Wang Duoyu did not arrange Ningning to appear on the stage. Instead, he wrote from the perspectives of Xu Shufang, Yan Xiaodong, Liu Dawen, Guo Liqiang and others, and wrote 160,000 words. Even Wang Zhisong did not appear.

Although the theme of the fifth volume is hope, the core of the story is actually tragic, so Zhou Yanru was furious and wrote a letter to scold him directly.

He also threatened Wang Duoyu in the letter that he would not send him the royalties unless he wrote a perfect ending.

To be honest, a relatively traditional novel can actually be written into five volumes, with each volume having about 160,000 words, which makes a total of 800,000 words. This is almost the same as an online novel.

The key is that it's not very watery.

Because there are so many educated youth returning to the city, one protagonist can take up tens of thousands of words. Wang Duoyu uses stories to connect these protagonists together, and there is no problem at all.

Faced with the threat from Old Lady Zhou, Wang Duoyu just smiled and didn't take it to heart at all.

The fact that the old lady wrote to threaten him was enough to show that the stories he wrote were very good and he didn't need to worry about the royalties.

What's more, he will be going to the capital in a while. Zhou Yanru certainly knows about this. That's why she is "threatening" Wang Duoyu like this.

The next day, Yuan Jigang came again and said that he also wanted to go back to Dahonggou Village with Wang Duoyu on the 4th.

Yuan Jigang was joined by Zhu Hanting, Rong Guangxia and five others. In other words, all the people from dormitory 303 were there, except Lou Jianguo who had already returned to the transmission.

"No, I don't have that many cars. You can only go back by car."

When Wang Duoyu heard this, his head almost exploded.

Including himself, there are seven people in total, so at least two cars are needed.

Seeing that Yuan Jigang and the others really wanted to go to his hometown, Wang Duoyu ran to the principal's office and told Lao Liu about it.

When Old Liu heard this, he waved his hand and approved two cars for him.

Anyway, Wang Duoyu can drive, so he will be the driver when the time comes. Yuan Jigang can also drive.

Yuan Jigang is an old soldier who learned to drive in the army, so the two of them can act as drivers and there is no need for the security department to help.

There were seven of them, and no one was so blind.

Besides, Wang Duoyu had a Type 54 pistol on him, so when he returned home, he would take the rifle with him as well.

The bullet issue is even simpler, just go directly to the security department to get them.

So the matter was settled. When Yuan Jigang and the others found out, they were overjoyed.

I didn't expect such a good thing to happen.

"It has to be Duoyu you, damn, if you say you are the principal's biological son, I will believe it!"

Zhu Hanting, Yuan Jigang, Yu Xinyao and the other six people were all very happy and surrounded Wang Duoyu with a lot of flattery.

"Shut up, you guys. You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. If you can't speak, don't speak. What do you mean by the principal's biological son? You are really rebelling against Tian Gang."

After playing around with this group of older young people, Wang Duoyu returned to his home.

In a blink of an eye, it was the 4th. After lunch, Wang Duoyu and the other seven roommates drove away from Harbin Institute of Technology.

The distance from Bingcheng to Dahonggou Village is more than 400 kilometers, and the car speed is about 70 per hour. It cannot go any faster.

Because you have to drive slowly on some sections of the road, and on some national and provincial highways, you can drive a little faster, but the speed is limited.

So when we arrived at Dahonggou Village, it was already nightfall.

Two cars slowly drove into the village, and the dogs in the village suddenly started barking wildly, alarming the villagers.

When they learned that Wang Duoyu had returned to the village, the whole village was in an uproar, especially the Wang family, everyone ran out to watch.

After a long commotion, Wang Duoyu finally returned to his home.

This time, there were six more people including Yuan Jigang, and the house was not big enough for them, so they had to sleep on the floor.

Wang Duoyu didn't let Yuan Jigang and the others stay at his eldest brother's or other brothers' homes. They all slept on the floor in his house and just made do for one night.

The next day, Qingming Festival, we have to visit the graves.

Yuan Jigang and the others did not join in the fun, but followed from a distance with guns and ammunition, waiting for Wang Duoyu to finish sweeping the tomb, and then go hunting together.

"Nineth brother, aren't they college students? Why do they all like hunting so much?" Old Ten followed his ninth brother and asked in a low voice.

Last year's National Day, after the incident with Zhang Jun, Lao Shi became much more honest.

"Just curious."

Wang Duoyu said casually, then looked at Zheng Baoyin, Wang Jianchao, Xu Quanhua and others and said:
"Baoyin, Ahua, have you been hunting in the mountains recently? Are there many prey there?"

Zheng Baoyin and the others responded in unison. Of course, there were a lot of prey, because it was April now, and all the wild animals that survived the winter had run out of the mountains.

Even if Yuan Jigang and his group of college students did not come hunting, Zheng Baoyin and his group would go into the mountains to hunt.

The spring plowing time in Northeast China is generally in late April and early May. It is almost the same in Dahonggou Village. In any case, the land has to be plowed and turned over starting in late April.

Therefore, before spring plowing, wild animals such as wild boars that run out to harm crops must be cleared out.

Wang Duoyu nodded and said nothing more.

For the Wang family, tomb sweeping on Qingming Festival is actually just about paying homage to ancestors and parents, nothing else.

Unlike the south where ancestral halls are prevalent, people not only worship relatively nearby ancestors, but also need to worship ancestors of the same clan in the same village or even other towns. The Qingming Festival for ancestor worship is a relatively long festival.

The Wang family's ancestor worship service takes about an hour, and the rest of the time is spent on walking.

After the ancestor worship, Wang Duoyu and his companions went straight into the mountains and started hunting.

Zheng Baoyin, Wang Jianchao, Xu Quanhua and others also came along, as well as Wang Xiangdong and others. Including Yuan Jigang and the other six, a total of more than twenty people headed towards the mountains.

"Ahua, how is Xiaomei? Is there any happy event in your family?"

Last August, Xu Quanhua and Xie Xiaomei went to Beijing Union Hospital for treatment due to infertility problems. They were only given a half-month course of medicine, and the doctor asked them to come back for a follow-up visit in half a month, but they did not.

So Wang Duoyu didn’t know what exactly happened to them. There was no movement during the Spring Festival, and he didn’t know what was happening to them now.

(End of this chapter)