My cute husband is a little sweet

Chapter 112 Manuscript Fees
After Gu Xiaolan had an idea in his mind, he didn't put it into action. Instead, he read the newspaper at hand first, understood the requirements of the newspaper and the composition style, and then started to write the manuscript.

This newspaper publishes every two weeks. Gu Xiaolan doesn't know how many elementary school students are contributing, so he just writes one composition a week and sends two together.In this way, there are only four essays in a month, which is completely manageable, and it will not put too much pressure on herself. Anyway, she writes essays purely to pass the time.

Of course, it would be great if you can publish and earn some manuscript fees as pocket money.

Gu's father and Gu's mother both expressed their approval of Gu Xiaolan's contribution to the Chinese newspaper. In order to support her, Gu's father even went to the largest stationery store in the county to buy a complete set of letterhead paper, and specially sent his own Baby's hero pen was lent to Gu Xiaolan to transcribe manuscripts.

In fact, this pen is not very expensive, only five or six yuan, but it was a prize awarded by the No. 2 school in the calligraphy competition when Dad Gu was in high school.It is of great significance to Gu's father, usually the baby is like something, even Gu's mother and grandma would not touch it, but now it can be lent to Gu Xiaolan to transcribe and write manuscripts, which shows how much is expected of her.

In the minds of Chinese parents, those who can publish in newspapers are basically educated people, like Lu Xun and other great writers, although things in newspapers are generally paddling, but people's yearning cannot be held back.So when Gu's father heard Gu Xiaolan said that he planned to contribute to the Chinese newspaper, he was immediately happy, and he repeatedly praised his daughter for her promise, knowing that she was making progress.

Gu Xiaolan was left speechless by Gu's father's actions, so if you submit a manuscript, you know you've made progress?Sure enough, the thinking of parents at this moment is different from that of later generations. This will be left to the time when she is not reborn. If anyone tells someone to contribute to a newspaper and intends to stay at home as a family, they will definitely say that you are not doing your job properly. .

That's right, life was stressful back then, and everyone wanted to have a regular job with security. Few of them dared to do such an unsecured job.

Gu Xiaolan also wanted to pass the time because she was bored. If she was looking for a job in her graduating class right now, she would definitely not be so busy. She would probably be pulling her hair out to write a resume and then rushing around to work.

So the pursuit of the big guys is still different at the moment, at least the current life is relatively leisurely, not as fast-paced and stressful as the later generations.

Gu Xiaolan wrote the first two compositions, one was "My Dad" and the other was "My Mother". Four or five hundred small essays.After finishing the revision, Gu Xiaolan let out a long sigh of relief, wiped his face and uttered a sentence: "I hate to change the composition.

When Gu's father saw Gu Xiaolan's essay topic happened to include him, he immediately smiled brightly, and even ate an extra bowl at night than other times.However, Gu Xiaolan seriously suspects that her father is not happy because of the composition she wrote, but that Gu's mother cooked two fish at night, one braised in soy sauce and one sweet and sour. It was for those two fish.

After eating, Gu's father threw away the bowl, wiped his mouth, sat there like a grandpa, and waved to Gu Xiaolan: "Come on, show me the composition you just wrote, and I'll give it to you." You modify and modify."

Gu Xiaolan looked at Papa Gu with contempt, and thought: Do you really think I'm a child, so easy to deceive?Don't you just want to see what I have written about you in the name of revision?I won't be fooled, I won't show it to you, just make you curious.

"Dad, don't you know? I sent out the composition manuscript just before dinner?" Gu Xiaolan tilted his head and stared at Gu's father innocently with round eyes, forcing Gu's blood to choke on his mouth. Throat, "When did you go out, why didn't I see it?"

"When mom was cooking the fish just now, when I went out, you were watching how mom was cooking the fish." Gu Xiaolan said deliberately, as if he was afraid that Dad Gu would not hit him hard enough.

Papa Gu: "..."

"Ah, actually, I'll bring you the newspaper after it's published, it's the same." Gu Xiaolan said intentionally, "What should I do, the manuscript was just burned by my mother as a primer..."

Papa Gu: "..."

He stared at Gu Xiaolan, took a few deep breaths, and then waved his hands angrily, "Get out, get out, don't hang around with me, I'll give you a headache when I see you." After speaking, he sighed to himself, "My sons and daughters are indeed debts. What is my fate? I must have done a lot of sins in my previous life to give birth to such a sin as you."

Gu Xiaolan curled her lips when she heard this, and couldn't help muttering in her heart: I was born by my mother, okay, how could you give birth to me...

But she only dared to murmur these words in her heart, and she didn't dare to say them in front of the male tiger, otherwise she would guarantee that the male tiger could instantly transform into a good-looking one for her, and it would be better if the tiger's whiskers were less provocative.

Gu's mother was cleaning the table while watching the interaction between the father and daughter with a smile: "Look at you, how old you are, you still look like a child, what's your name with your daughter, wait for Xiaolan's composition to be published in that Chinese newspaper Once it’s published, you’ll be able to see it, and if you read it in advance, it won’t be fresh at all, really.”

Gu Xiaolan was instantly moved, leaned over and hugged Gu Ma's soft waist, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Wuuuu, it's best to be my mother, I'm so touched."

As soon as the voice fell, Gu's mother asked: "Is it true that I used the manuscript as a primer to light firewood and burn it?"

Gu Xiaolan: "..."

Gu's father chuckled and laughed, Gu Xiaolan turned his face to make a face at him, and ran away.

After Gu Xiaolan submitted the manuscript, she didn't bother with it anymore. Instead, she sent four manuscripts to the newspaper every month. Anyway, she is not short of those few stamps now. If one of the essays is accepted, then It's all back.But having said that, as an adult, Gu Xiaolan's composition for elementary school students is really like playing. It's just that he has a headache when changing the composition, but everything else is fine.

Moreover, Gu's father asked Gu Xiaolan to write a hundred big characters seriously every day, and it didn't have any effect at all. Written by children in grades.That is, every time the head teacher sees Gu Xiaolan's homework, he can't help but praise it in the class, so that the whole class can learn more from her, not only to write well, but at least to write squarely. Don't be so crooked like a chicken paw planer that you can't recognize it.

In response to this, Gu Xiaolan successfully pulled up the hatred value again, but she calmed down after being hated for a long time, and she just stood still.

After two or three months like this, Gu Xiaolan thought that the manuscripts he sent out would be lost forever, but the messenger from the post office came to the house and gave him a money order and a sample magazine. It clearly says 30 yuan.

One essay costs ten yuan, which means that the newspaper has accepted three essays by Gu Xiaolan.

(End of this chapter)