Li Hongyu knew about publishing articles to earn royalties, and half the village knew about it.
The small Zhangjiatang is no bigger than a piece of tofu. On weekdays, any fight between a couple would become the talk of the streets. A group of women would sit in a mat in front of the door to talk to each other, which was one of the few pastimes on weekdays.
The fact that Zhang Yixing published an article is a big news.
For many days in a row, neighbors came to the house to see what was going on.
Li Hongyu never tired of showing off the two lists to her neighbors, taking them out several times a day.
"Hongyu, your family is really promising!"
"No matter where it is, it's just like that!"
"Hongyu, I heard that Xingxing is a family. This kid is good at it. He has been smart since he was a child!"
"Hahaha, a blind cat meets a dead mouse!"
"Hongyu, you are still lucky!"
"What a blessing, you usually make me angry!"
"..."
In the past, Zhang Yixing hated his mother's loud speakers.
Now, he doesn't care.
Zhang Yixing's grandfather used to be a railway worker, so Li Hongyu's life was relatively wealthy when she was a child.
Later, my grandfather made a decision to find his roots and take the whole family back to his hometown in the countryside.
From a worker's family to a peasant's family, and with Zhang's grandmother becoming ill all year round, the family gradually declined.
So Zhang Guangzong, who was almost illiterate and average-looking, married Li Hongyu, who was educated and not bad in appearance.
Today, Li Hongyu seems to have nothing to show off except her children.
Li Hongyu sent a group of neighbors away and said to Zhang Yixin, who was doing homework: "Yixing, do you miss grandma? I will take you to grandma's house on the weekend!"
Zhang Yixing was in a daze for a while, "Okay!"
He suddenly remembered that grandma seemed to have only been alive for the past two years.
While gaining fame in the village, Zhang and his party also appeared in front of eight classes in the school because of the school commendation meeting.
So when I walk on campus, I always get all kinds of comments.
"That is Zhang Yixing!"
"It's really amazing. They are talented in red class!"
"She looks cute, but she's not tall."
"..."
Zhang Yixing, who has a mature soul, naturally doesn't care at all about these discussions.
As for the submission of articles, my classmates didn't know much about it because they were all young. They just thought that Zhang Yixing was very good and the best student in the class.
Zhang Yixing also received his first certificate of award in his life. Perhaps because he couldn't find any title, the title of "Three Good Students" was written on the certificate.
This certificate of award was solemnly posted on the wall of the hall by Li Hongyu.
As for the small backpack, two-layer pencil case, pencils and exercise books and other stationery supplies that were distributed with the certificate, Zhang Yi Xing threw them all to his sister Zhang Xiuxiu.
So Zhang Xiuxiu has been walking in the wind these days.
Early on Saturday morning, Zhang Guangzong set off with his family of four on the 28th pole.
Li Hongyu sat in the back seat, while Zhang and his sister sat sideways on the front beam.
Grandma’s house and Zhangjiatang are more than ten miles apart. At that time, the countryside was full of bumpy dirt roads, and it took a long time to ride a bicycle.
The four of them went to a county seat further away first.
Because Li Hongyu was educated, she took Zhang and his party's letter and led a few people into the post office. After some inquiries, she finally figured out how to get the royalties and took out the five yuan royalties.
After walking out of the post office, Li Hongyu couldn't help but feel happy while holding the five yuan. She looked at Chaoyang again and again, "Yixing, you have earned money. Tell me, what do you want?"
"I'd like to buy more envelopes, letter paper and stamps."
"These don't count. If you are writing an article now, I would have bought it for you. Let's talk about it separately."
"Oh, I want to take a picture with grandma."
Li Hongyu was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect her son to have such an idea. She came to her senses and agreed, "Let's take a photo. Okay, we'll go to the photo studio to make an appointment later."
Zhang Yi Xing nodded happily.
It seems that I can only do this.
I remember that after my grandma passed away, she didn’t leave any photos except for one portrait. My mother has always been very sorry for this.
At that time, whenever it was the anniversary of my grandma's death or every New Year's holiday, my mother would often take out the black and white portrait and look at it blankly.
After finding a photo studio and making arrangements to take photos, and finding a place to buy snacks and biscuits, the four of them happily went to their grandma's house.
Now my grandfather has passed away long ago, my aunt has married out of town, and there are only four people left in the family: my grandmother, uncle, sister-in-law, and cousin.
Grandma was naturally extremely pleasantly surprised by the arrival of Li Hongyu's family, especially seeing her grandchildren, which made her forget even her illness.
Zhang and his party looked at his uncle Li Jinyang. He was very similar to his mother. Although he has a sense of vicissitudes now, he could tell that he was very handsome when he was young.
Seeing his brother-in-law Zhang Guangzong, Li Jinyang just nodded to say hello and went to the kitchen to cook.
Li Jinyang has always looked down upon Zhang Guangzong, feeling that he was useless and incompetent and not worthy of his sister. But his mother agreed. The reason was that Zhang Guangzong was a good person.
Li Jinyang was young and frivolous, and with his handsome appearance, he had been fooling around for many years. Until he was imprisoned for fighting and spent six years in jail.
When he entered, the child was just one month old.
It was Zhang Guangzong who took the initiative and took over all the farm work for the family, barely maintaining the family for him.
Therefore, after being released from prison, Li Jinyang no longer had any prejudice against his brother-in-law.
Li Hongyu sat on her mother's bed. She took out two sheets and said, "Mom, look at this!"
"What? I can't read?"
"Xingxing has published articles, Xingxing has become a writer, and he still makes money!"
"Ah, Xingxing is now a home!"
Zhang and his party were sitting on the edge of grandma's bed when they were pulled over and kissed again and again.
Grandma laughed and wiped her tears while murmuring, "My dear grandson, you are so pitiful, you have to make money at such a young age!"
Li Jinyang came in and heard about it. He took the letter and read it for a while, then touched Zhang and his party's heads before going out again.
After a while, the screams of chickens came from the yard.
Today's meal was extraordinarily rich.
The big plate of fried chicken cooked by my uncle is a masterpiece. He will rely on this skill to open a small restaurant in the county town in the future, and the family will live a good life.
Before the meal was finished, the people from the photo studio came.
A backdrop as big as a curtain was pulled up, and the two families sat in front of the curtain and happily took a photo together.
When leaving, Zhang and his party touched their pockets.
There are two dollars in it, which grandma put in secretly.
Zhang and his party found out at the time, but just pretended not to know.
The old lady, whose memory was very vague, took out her handkerchief tremblingly, took out two pieces of broken money, put one into Zhang Yixin's pocket, and put the other into Zhang Xiuxiu's pocket.
"Huh? Mom, I have a dollar in my pocket!"
Zhang Xiuxiu suddenly shouted, holding an old banknote in his hand.
The banknotes fluttered in the wind.
