The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 82

    What is the concept of publishing a book? When Hua Guo was founded, there was a novel in the literary world that could buy five or six courtyards in the capital. At that time the author’s remuneration was calculated according to a thousand words of 4, 8, 10, etc., and at that time workers’ wages were only 20 to 30 yuan, and they were once jealous because they were too much money. .

    Every thousand books published are paid at 8% of the author's remuneration. Although the salary has been reduced, it is still able to support the family.

    This time Zhou Cunren's book caught up with the resumption of the college entrance examination. The original plan to print a maximum of 30,000 books has been expanded to 100,000. And Zhou Cunren has written more than ten books over the years.

    When Ye Qingshui saw the remittance slip, his eyes were about to stick to it, and he couldn't remove it.

    In the 1970s, what was the concept of being rich?

    That is Zhou Cunren's current concept!

    Zhou Cunren felt dizzy and almost had a myocardial infarction when he saw the thousands of characters in the top of the manuscript bill.

    Four thousand and three hundred yuan.

    Zhou Cunren, who has been dealing with numbers for so many years, almost didn't know the unit "thousand".

    "This... so much?"

    More than four thousand yuan, too much?

    There are indeed many, so many Ye Qingshui are surprised.

    However, these books contain millions of words. Zhou Cunren has written for nearly ten years, and he has written sixteen millions of words eloquently. They are spread evenly across every book and every month, but there are not too many.

    If Zhou Cunren was still the original teacher who officially ate commercial food, his monthly salary would not be a problem.

    Zhou Ke's face was muddy, and his mouth opened wide.

    The Great Unity of ten yuan is already a lot of money in his eyes. Hundreds of yuan is an astronomical figure. After living in the hospital for so long, he already knows the concept of money very well.

    So much money is definitely enough for grandpa's treatment. If Grandpa could live for another fifty years, the money would be enough for him to cure him!

    At this time, Xie Tingyu handed the small box up and handed it to Zhou Cunren.

    The newly printed books seemed to be warm, too hot for Zhou Cunren to touch.

    On the brand-new cover, each book has Zhou Cunren's name written on it. When you open it, the neat typefaces and symbols can evoke endless memories. Every sentence on every page was repeated countless times by Zhou Cunren, deeply remembered and familiar with every organ, blood, and muscle of the body.

    When he first wrote it, he was still a high-spirited middle-aged man, when Zhou Ke was not born yet.

    I lost my job halfway through, went to clean the toilet, was too poor to open the pot, and didn't have the money to buy manuscript paper... countless times I put down my pen and picked it up again.

    When he finished writing the last sentence, it was a week after he was admitted to the hospital. He never thought it would be published.

    But... half a year later, it was completely printed, lying in his hands with the fragrance of ink, no longer simple yellow kraft paper, nor damp and fuzzy manuscripts.

    Zhou Cunren held the book he had written for 16 years and wept sadly.

    Zhou Ke was still immersed in the immense joy of "Grandpa has money to heal the disease", unable to extricate himself.

    Ye Qingshui rolled his head unbearably.

    Only Xie Tingyu patted Zhou Cunren's back comfortingly, "Don't forget to take the remittance slip and ID, and go to the bank to withdraw money."

    He looked at this old sick, small and too small, still carrying the huge sum of money. , I’m afraid it’s not safe.

    Xie Tingyu's final word: "I will get it today."

    Zhou Cunren nodded.

    At noon, the couple accompanied Zhou Cunren to collect the money from the remittance slip and deposit it in the bank again.

    With the thick passbook in his arms, Zhou Cunren's heart was enthusiastic, and his whole person's expression changed, becoming energetic and his face glowing.

    Zhou Ke took his grandfather's hand: "Go, let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy two catties of eggs. Grandpa will eat one every day."

    Zhou Cunren also added: "Ke'er will eat one too."

    Ye Qingshui finally breathed a sigh of relief looking at the cheerful and smiling faces of the grandparents and grandchildren.

    ...

    Ye Qingshui and Xie Tingyu returned to the countryside and met Zhou

    Tingting by passing by. Ye Qingshui greeted her: "Tingting, Tingyu's wife wrote to say that there is news from the capital that the country may resume the college entrance examination. You are ready to prepare! "

    Zhou Tingting was driving the cows to finish work, the cow rope she was holding suddenly loosened, and the cows rushed to the river bank to graze.

    She tugged vigorously before she came back to her senses.

    What did Ye Qingshui say?

    Resuming the college entrance examination!

    Yeh water and the words were not very dead, but put it mildly: "just might, I still have not confirmed the message announced, but listening to the wind that is two months things quickly go back ready to prepare.!"

    Might be Resuming the college entrance examination!

    Even if the news was only "possible", it was enough to shock Zhou Tingting.

    There was a burst of ecstasy in her heart, she had a chance to go to college!

    Zhou Tingting knows the background of Xie Tingyu's family. Xie Tingyu's grandmother works in the Ministry of Education. Can his wife talk nonsense?

    Xie Tingyu also implicitly said: "Go back and be prepared."

    The news is terrible. When Zhou Tingting asked carefully what Xie Tingyu said about her milk, she rushed to the educated youth point like a whirlwind.

    I don't even care about the cows by the river.

    Ye Qingshui shook her head helplessly. She understood how important this kind of news is to scholars. She unplugged the cow rope on the ground and returned the cow with the man.

    Zhou Tingting ran all the way, shouting loudly all the way:

    "Comrades, the college entrance examination has resumed! The country has resumed the college entrance examination! Let's go to college!"

    The clear sound swayed over and over in the mountains, as cheerful as a bright spring.

    "Recover—recover—the college entrance examination!"

    " Go to—University!"