Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 543
There was also a reason why He Ping didn't go out of Ping County in the first place. Hongqi Zhenjiang Shuying is definitely not in vain.

After Mao Chunhua permed the big | waves, he put on lipstick, and then put on the fashionable and trendy Elena women's clothing. It is really beautiful.

The next day, Mr. He came out with the help of the wall.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, it took three days to set off from Ping County, and Zha Haisheng finally returned to his hometown.

This is the first time he has returned to his hometown, Chawan Village, Gaohe Town, Huaining County, Hui'an Province after graduating in 83.

The county bus stops at Gaohe Township, the former commune is now called the town.

As soon as he got off the bus, he could see the slightly dilapidated Gaohe Middle School, which was his alma mater. He used to be the pride of the teachers here.

Of course, he is also proud now, he is the only student in the town who was admitted to Peking University.In the year of the college entrance examination, he was No.1 in liberal arts in Anqing.

Gaohe Town is very close to Chawan Village, ten miles away. When Zha Haisheng was in middle school, he used his footsteps to measure this road countless times.

He still walks home just like when he was in school ten years ago. His home is not far from the entrance of the village, with three bungalows.

The surname Zha is rare, and Chawan Village is a big village with the surname Cha. As soon as he entered the village, the elders of the same village saw him.

"Haisheng is back?"

"Uncle San, you're back."

"Hey, I haven't seen you for several years, I almost didn't recognize you, you are really well dressed. Have you graduated? Where do you work?"

"Now working there in Liaoning Province."

"Why did you go to Liao Province? Isn't it in the capital? It's very cold there, right?"

"It's quite cold for work."

The old comrade that Zha Haisheng called Sanbo was very talkative, and he chatted endlessly when he saw him.

After Zha Haisheng could only deal with it for a few words, he said, "Sanbo, you are busy. I'll go and have a look at home first, and sit at home when I have time."

"well."

Being close to the hometown, when Zha Haisheng walked to his small courtyard, he shouted excitedly: "Mom, I'm back!"

The mother who heard the shouts outside went out and was ecstatic to see her son whom she had not seen for several years.

"Haisheng, why don't you tell the family when you come back?"

Mother took Zha Haisheng's luggage, and two and a half children emerged from the room, they were Zha Haisheng's younger brothers.

"Big brother!"

It's been a long time, but the blood-linked family relationship will not be blocked. Zha Haisheng felt a little sore on his nose, "There's nothing to say, we're all back anyway, let's go into the room and talk."

Entering the house, parents and younger brothers are all there.

After Zha Haisheng put down his things, his parents asked him how he had been outside for the past two years, and whether his work was going well.

Zha Haisheng didn't tell his parents about his resignation before, he just said vaguely in the letter that he went to work in Liao Province.

When he comes back this time, he plans to tell his parents the truth.

"Dad, Mom. Actually, I didn't go to the unit to work after graduation."

"What?" As soon as Zha Haisheng finished speaking, his parents turned pale with shock.

"Don't worry, just listen to me slowly." Cha Haisheng persuaded his parents, and then continued: "When I was in college, I met a very talented senior writer friend. After his matchmaking, I I started writing a novel part-time with two other classmates. Later, the novel was published and we made a lot of money. After thinking about it, I thought I could try writing, so I quit my job and went to Liaoning Province Full-time writing. In the past few years, our novel writing has been relatively smooth. I also wrote my second novel this year. My first novel was not only published in China, but also in Xiangjiang. Now I rely on the income from writing novels It's enough to make a good life for myself, and for you and your brothers."

Zha Haisheng's words contained a lot of information, and his parents didn't realize it for a while after listening to them, while the younger brothers looked at him with ignorant faces.

My mother was the first to come back to her senses and asked, "Haisheng, have you really resigned? Why didn't you take such a good job? Didn't your university studies go to waste?"

"Mom, isn't studying for work? I can make a good living by writing now."

Cha Haisheng's father said with a little anger: "Such a good university is for you, and the country spends money to train you. How can you just say you don't want to do it?"

"Dad, I don't like law. My hobby is writing."

"What's the point of writing and drawing? How much money can you earn? You've been a cadre since you graduated from college. How could you waste your great future for nothing?"

Cha Haisheng's father became more and more angry as he talked, glaring at him.

He saw his father angry, his mother looked at him sadly, and his brothers were at a loss.

Then he took out a few books from his luggage and handed them to his parents.

"Dad, Mom. This is a novel I wrote. This one is called "Heroes". I wrote it myself. Both books have been published and have sold tens of millions of copies in China and millions of copies in Xiangjiang.”

The parents took the books, and several books were put together in a thick stack of nearly 200 million words.

The two of them were a little dazed looking at the novel. They had no idea when their son said it just now. Now that Zha Haisheng took out the book, they really understood that it turned out that his son really wrote a novel and published it.

Mother asked in disbelief, "Haisheng, are these novels written by you?"

"Correct!"

"His father, read these novels, the child has published novels."

Cha Haisheng's father said stubbornly: "If you don't do your job properly, you will delay your bright future."

Apparently, after taking out the novel, the parents have begun to split.

Seeing this, Zha Haisheng took out another passbook from his bag and handed it to his mother, "Mom, this is part of the royalties I earned from writing novels. Together with the ones I sent to you before, it is counted as living expenses for my family. Build a new house next year."

Zha Haisheng has been sending money to his family since he started working, but he didn’t dare to tell his parents that he resigned to write novels, so every time he sent money, he also sent 100 or [-], falsely claiming that he had saved it.

The mother took the passbook and said happily: "You child, if you earn money, you can keep it for yourself. The mother you sent to the family before kept it for you."

While talking, my mother opened the passbook and saw the numbers inside.

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and looked again, it was still the same number.

"Haisheng, help mom look, mom's eyes are a bit blurred."

Zha Haisheng didn't pick up the passbook, he said with a smile: "Mom, you have no eyesight, that's the number in the passbook."

Only then did the mother exclaim in surprise, "One hundred thousand?"

The father was taken aback by the mother, and grabbed the passbook from the mother, "What are you yelling for?"

silence.

After reading the passbook, my father didn't speak for a long time.

It was still the mother who couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart and asked, "Haisheng, you said these are all the money you earned from writing novels?"

(End of this chapter)