As noon approached, the Feng family’s small courtyard became particularly lively.
With that one out of the house, no one dared to talk nonsense. Some old ladies think that the little girl's movie costs money, but Ji Huai is willing to spend it on her, so what can be done
If someone can make money by writing articles, that's their skill.
They can only complain behind their backs. Those who have daughters at home feel regretful. If they had known that they would marry their daughters to Ji Huai, they would be able to enjoy a good life now.
I originally thought that the Feng family was honest and responsible, but I didn't expect that they were so smart that their golden son-in-law was poached by their family.
That little emotion was quickly washed away by the food on the table. There were seven dishes on the table, including three meat dishes, three vegetarian dishes, and one soup.
Plate after plate is full of meat, and people are eating it in a lively manner.
During this period, Ji Huai walked out with his daughter in his arms, and Feng Qiaolan followed him. His smiling face showed that he was having a good time.
The happiest thing was when Feng Dafeng, Feng Qiaolan and Ji Huai got married. He couldn't be said to be very willing, but turned a blind eye and was unwilling to do so.
Ji Huai was not very happy at that time and was resigned to it.
Men know men. Seeing this, Feng Dafeng was furious. He didn't even have a smile on his face. He was just holding back for the sake of his daughter. It was different now.
These people originally laughed at him because he had no choice but to recruit a son-in-law. But their son-in-law is different. He not only went to college, but also made money.
If he hadn't been afraid of being criticized, he would have wanted to tell them that his family's income had increased significantly. He himself had a savings of close to 300 yuan!
Feng Qiaolan drank malted milk when she was pregnant. Now her baby is also given milk powder after birth, and most importantly, it also bears their family name!
What happened to the baby girl
He has no son, and the child born to his daughter and son-in-law still bears his surname. How come he is extinct? Isn't there still someone who will support him until his death? The son-in-law is very filial to them.
Feng Dafeng was probably too happy. He drank a few more sips of wine and became a little tipsy. He talked a lot more than usual.
On the dinner table.
Ji Huai and Feng Qiaolan sat together. He held his daughter in one hand and gave Feng Qiaolan a piece of chicken wing.
"Mom is here to hold me, and you guys eat first." Feng's mother was a very traditional woman who couldn't rest. She also believed that doing housework and raising children was a woman's job.
Ji Huai refused and reserved a seat for her, "Mom, sit here and eat with us."
Feng Qiaolan also got up to get bowls and chopsticks, and served Feng's mother a bowl of soup, "You have been busy all morning, take a rest."
"It's okay." Mother Feng smiled so much that her face wrinkled. She took a few sips of the soup and looked at the granddaughter in Ji Huai's arms, smiling even wider.
The whole family is enjoying themselves happily, which makes Aunt Zhang and the others very unhappy.
At the end, Feng Dafeng also gave Feng Jiayu a small longevity lock to hang around her neck. The pattern on it is exquisite and made of gold, making people even more jealous.
Everyone was murmuring again in their hearts. If they had known earlier, they would have let their son marry Feng Qiaolan, but they didn't expect that the Feng family still had some wealth.
They then thought again that Ji Huai was smart. He knew that the Feng family had some money and deliberately gave the child's surname Feng. In this way, Feng Dafeng and his wife would be willing to spend the money.
Thinking about it this way, I felt a little disdainful, thinking that this guy was too smart and I might not know what he would do in the future.
Several people sitting together made some pointed remarks, but there was still some disdain in their words. As soon as they left Feng's house after the banquet, many people went to inquire about whether there were any educated youths in the Educated Youth Institute who wanted to marry girls from the village. , all want to make arrangements for their daughters.
In the past, they looked down on each other. The educated youth disliked the uneducated man with muddy legs. The villagers thought that he was just a useless scholar who was not as good at work as the men in the village. Now, seeing Ji Huai making money with a pen, of course, he was itchy.
Mrs. Chen has two granddaughters at home. She is the most active. She asks people secretly if they want to start a family. She also secretly says that these young intellectuals are quite young.
Unexpectedly, the male educated youths in the Educated Youth Academy gave unanimous answers. They all said: "I have to take the college entrance examination this year and want to study. I have no plans to start a family for the time being."
Old Mrs. Chen left angrily. On the way, she met Aunt Zhang talking to the female educated youth and asked them to go to her for a meal, indicating that she wanted to bring the female educated youth and Ji Dahai together.
Ji Huai can make money with his pen, and so can female educated youths.
If you marry into their family, you don't have to work in the fields. You can make money by writing articles at home, and you can make money while raising children. How great would it be
I have to say it’s a beautiful thought.
They were not the only ones in the village who thought so. During that time, the educated youth in the village were highly praised, which also caused their tails to be raised high.
Aunt Zhang also spent a lot of money, killed a chicken, filled a small bowl, and took it to the Educated Youth Home. Before they even entered the door, they heard the female educated youth inside saying in a sarcastic tone, "The college entrance examination has resumed, who cares about mud-legged people? It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat!"
After that, he also specifically mentioned Xiji Dahai, and his words were naturally not polite, mocking him from beginning to end.
This was a serious situation. Aunt Zhang was listening outside the door. She couldn't hold it back for a moment and rushed in and cursed, even to the point of taking action.
In the end, it got so bad that everyone in the village came to watch the joke. From then on, it became clear that not everyone was the son-in-law of the Feng family. People looked down upon these weaklings, let alone married them.
The people in the village were naturally unhappy and began to talk around, "Ji Huai has finally been admitted to college and made money. Who knows if those educated youths failed to pass the exam? They didn't even pass the exam!"
"How kind is Ji Huai to his daughter-in-law? What happened to the girls in the village? They are virtuous and capable."
"Not everyone can make money writing articles. If they could, they would have made money long ago."
…
The group of educated youths were naturally upset when they heard this. Why couldn't they pass the exam
You must pass the exam!
And they would not give up going to college like Ji Huai, that would be stupid behavior. Also, they also have to write articles. If Ji Huai can make money, they will definitely make money too.
Ji Huai didn't care what was discussed outside. Occasionally, Feng's mother would come back to talk, so he would just listen and not express any opinions.
The little baby looks different every day, not to mention how lovable it is. When she smiles, Feng Dafeng can't wait to hold her all the time. The whole family is surrounding her, and his heart almost melts.
In addition to working, Ji Huai continued to chop down agarwood trees and dig up Morinda citrifolia. Sometimes he would sell them to Feng Dafeng, and sometimes he would do it himself.
The money from the sale was used to buy coupons from Shouhou, milk powder, and exercises or books for Feng Qiaolan.
In the middle of that month, several articles he wrote were published in different journals and magazines, and even in local newspapers.
When submitting, he wrote many articles, including analysis and outlook on national development, suggestions, and interpretation of domestic and international situations.
With the publication of several articles, Ji Huai suddenly gained popularity. It became popular among the literati community in the urban area and even spread to the province. These articles of his have been interpreted by many scholars, which can be said to provide a new and comprehensive perspective.
Most people are in China, where information is underdeveloped, some information is deliberately concealed, and their thoughts are naturally limited. These articles are eye-catching and can't help but admire.
Even Ji Hao, who was preparing for the exam, knew about this. He didn't read the journal, but saw Ji Huai's name in the newspaper. He felt complicated. After searching for a lot of information, he learned that the other party had published several articles. Articles, a little famous.
He went to tell Ji's mother, who immediately thought it was impossible, "He is a writer, what is he? He also studies domestic and foreign forms. Has he ever been abroad? After spending so many years in the countryside with Mud Legs, he still studies domestic and foreign forms. What does he know?"
Ji's mother hated Ji Huai so much that she gritted her teeth. If she could turn back time, she would have wished to strangle him to death when he was just born. If she wasn't afraid of causing trouble in Jizhuang and being embarrassed, she wouldn't want to make things easier for him.
"Mom, don't forget, he was admitted to college last year." Ji Hao reminded.
Hearing this, Ji's mother's eyes flashed, and then she said, "What's wrong with getting admitted to college? You can get admitted this year! Who can't get admitted to college after high school? What's the big deal about getting admitted to college? I see, the article is definitely not What he wrote is just a coincidence, otherwise you have been deceived."
"What kind of lies? Everyone said it was well written, and it looked like it was well written, but I couldn't understand it." Ji Hao said in a tangled and aggrieved way, with a hint of stubbornness, unwilling to admit that Ji Huai was better than him.
"You can't even understand it, how can he write it? It's definitely not him!" Ji's mother said firmly,
When she said this, Ji Hao felt that it was definitely not the case. How could Ji Huai know so much? It is simply impossible to publish it in journals and newspapers!
When I think about it, my heart relaxes.
Ji Huai, who is in the countryside, knows nothing about all this. He is working hard to write an article, while Feng Qiaolan is working hard on the questions beside him.
She frowned tightly and racked her brains over a chemistry question. A few thoughts seemed to flash in her mind, but she was interrupted by a voice:
"Wow... @@##... bah ah..."
Feng Qiaolan and Ji Huai lowered their heads at the same time. Their daughter lying on his lap was chewing on her little hand and talking like a bird.
Compared with those who were just born, the baby now has grown slowly, has a chubby face, and is babbling and talking like birds all day long. It doesn’t matter who it is, and it talks a lot.
Seeing her parents looking at her, she took away her little hands, pouted her little mouth, twisted her brows, and said vividly, "Well... eh ya ya @#￥... "
The little eyes kept looking at the two of them, as if to say: Look at me, if mom and dad continue to ignore me, I will cry. If I wait a little longer, I will cry.
Feng Qiaolan was amused by her, she arched her eyebrows and reached out to hold her little hand, "I just drank milk, what do you want to do again?"
The little baby spoke to her in bird language: "@@￥￥..."
That look was so serious.
Ji Huai also put down his pen and held her up, "Are you making trouble again? Listen to dad and go to bed quickly."
"Wow... @#￥%%..." The little baby frowned, looked at his father with an unhappy face, and pursed his lips.
"Does she understand?" Feng Qiaolan was made cute by her daughter.
"I can't understand it now." Ji Huai affirmed.
Just after he finished speaking, the baby looked at him again, his mouth tightened, he became even more displeased, and even showed signs of being angry. The next second, his face wrinkled and he started crying, "Wow, wow, wow..."
Just as he was about to coax him, the baby stopped crying again, its eyes were red and sparkling with tears, and it looked at him again aggrievedly.
Ji Huai: "..."
Something's not quite right.
Seeing that he didn't respond, her daughter pursed her lips, as if she was brewing emotions, and then continued to cry, "Wow woo woo woo... woo woo~~"
Ji Huai said again: "..."
Is Meng Po soup watered down
At a young age, I have already mastered the eye-catching code: if my parents don't pay attention to me, then I will cry, and I will start to cry after my emotions are brewing.
The two of them could only stop and coax their daughter to play. By the time they put her to sleep, it was already late at night and they could only go to bed.
Feng Qiaolan was afraid that she would wake up, so she carefully put her down. The quilt was so light that she couldn't even cover her up.
Ji Huai lay down next to her. When she was about to go to sleep, his hands suddenly wrapped around his waist and brought her into his arms. His hands and feet began to be dishonest.
"My daughter will be woken up later." Feng Qiaolan pressed his hand.
Ji Huai: "I'll be gentle, please keep your voice down?"
A blush appeared on her face, "No, it's hard to coax her when she wakes up."
"Is that okay?" His thin lips fell on her neck and began to rub her gently, "Okay?"
"… no… "
"OK?"
“…”
In the dark night, his mellow voice gradually induced Feng Qiaolan to finally give up her resistance. The two of them were sneaking around like thieves. She was on tenterhooks, but she felt that he was particularly excited
Early in the morning, a refreshed Ji Huai wrote another article in one go and went to the city to submit it.
In the past, he left after leaving a message, but today he was kept here. It was said that the editor-in-chief wanted to see him.
The editor-in-chief who rushed over after hearing the sound stared at him a few times, then looked at him a few more times, and then asked uncertainly, "Are you Ji Huai?"
"Um."
The editor-in-chief asked: "Did you submit the article on behalf of someone else or did you write it yourself?"
He thought he was an older scholar, who at least had experience studying abroad. The young man was only in his twenties, which was too young.
"Isn't it like what I wrote?" Ji Huai asked with a smile, but there was a hint of calmness in his words.
"No, no, you're too young." The editor quickly put away his prejudice and stepped forward to shake hands with him. "I'm still shocked to see him in person. Let's go inside and talk."
He looks like a man who relies on his appearance for a living, but he doesn't look like he can write such in-depth and well-structured articles, which gives him a new understanding of young people.
The content of the conversation between the other party and him was very simple. He wanted the exclusive right to publish his articles, and was willing to pay him several times more royalties. He could even reserve a special spot for him to expand his influence.
To put it bluntly, it is "packaging".
Ji Huai declined without even thinking.
"If you think the royalties are low, we can discuss it again. From our side..."
"No." Ji Huai interrupted him with a calm tone, "I just want to express my opinion. The fee is not important. I don't want to spread any influence. I don't write articles and submit articles regularly. I don't want to treat it as a job. "
These words directly made the editor choke.
If it is not for fame or profit, it will be difficult to convince.
The editor-in-chief thought for a long time and said, "Your articles are very thorough. I really admire you. Have you considered publishing a book? I have a few publishing house friends who can introduce it to you."
Ji Huai: "I won't consider it for now."
"Where are you employed?"
When Ji Huai revealed his location and said he was preparing for the college entrance examination, the editor-in-chief tried his best to control his emotions.
Educated youth sent to the countryside? Haven’t taken the college entrance examination yet
When Ji Huai left, he was still in a daze, thinking over and over again, "Isn't it a bit weird to go to the countryside as an educated youth for fame and fortune? You haven't gone to college yet and you refuse to publish a book?"
The assistant next to him added, "If a normal person thinks about it, he wouldn't be able to write such an article. There must be something different."
"Same." The editor nodded and pondered again, "So what's the difference?"
…
Late July.
The second national college entrance examination is coming. This time, due to the relaxation of registration policies and ample preparation time, the number of applicants has increased several times compared with last year, and the competition has become more fierce.
Feng Qiaolan was so nervous that she couldn't fall asleep the day before the college entrance examination.
Afraid of disturbing her rest, Feng's mother took her daughter away, but she still couldn't sleep. She kept tossing and turning on the bed, sighing anxiously.
"Sleeping." Ji Huai grabbed her over.
Feng Qiaolan was in his arms, looking up at him and couldn't help but said, "What if I fail the exam?"
"I passed the exam." He didn't even think about it.
The current college entrance examination syllabus only focused on those knowledge points. After teaching her over and over again for half a year, how could she fail the exam
"What if?" She was still worried, "You go to college, and my daughter and I have to be at home. We are so far apart. I don't know how many times I can see you in a year."
Just thinking about it made her feel sad and started to feel sad.
"I will take you away." Ji Huai lowered his head and looked at her with deep eyes, "I will take you wherever I go, otherwise I won't go. The family cannot be separated."
These words moved Feng Qiaolan to the point of tears, "I must pass the exam!"
"Yes, I passed the exam." He lowered his head and kissed her.
As they kissed, the atmosphere felt a little off. They obviously wanted to have a good rest because they had a mental exam the next day, but the bed creaked for most of the night.
Feng Qiaolan finally fell into a deep sleep, with no chance to think wildly.