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Chapter 147 22500 Yuan in Debt

Deng Wenqiong replied: "But we don't know what to grow to make money."

"Mom, I know that growing a fruit called dragon fruit can make money." Li Kuailai said hastily.

"Dragon fruit?" Deng Wenqiong thought for a while, then shook his head, "I've never heard of this thing."

Li Kuailai said: "This fruit is good, it has great effects, and it sells very well in the market."

"Come on, aren't you a teacher? Do you know the things in the fields?" Deng Wenqiong was surprised.

"Mom, I'm a college student, so of course I understand a little bit. I'm also a child in the countryside. I used to help the family with work. How can I not understand?" Li Kuailai laughed.

"That's right, come on, I'm a college student, I'm sure you know more than you." Li Huaming came out after taking a shower, and was wiping his face with a towel.

Li Kuailai urged, "Mom, hurry up and take a shower, and I'll tell you more about it tonight."

Deng Wenqiong was also sweating all over, so she hurried to take a bath.

Li Huaming saw that he was going to have a big meal tonight, so he took out a bottle of Renzi wine that he made himself from the cabinet, and poured a couple of them.

After the whole family sat down, Li Huaming reached for the chicken wings, intending to drink while eating.

Deng Wenqiong hit Li Huaming's hand with chopsticks: "What are you doing?"

"Eat chicken." Li Huaming raised his head, "Isn't that okay?"

"You can eat some chicken feet and chicken heads when you drink. This is good for drinking." Deng Wenqiong gave Li Huaming a white look, "My son comes back once in a while, let him eat more meat."

When Li Huaming heard that he wanted to eat chicken heads and drink, his face was as bitter as a bitter gourd.

It's not easy at home. I usually eat vegetables and buy very little pork, let alone kill a chicken.

Generally, the chickens and ducks raised at home are waited for by Li Huaming to take them to the town to sell on the fair day of the town.

After selling some money, I sent Li Kuailai the food expenses.

Now that Li is about to come out to work, the money from the sale will be used to pay off the debt.

Originally, the couple thought that they would have to grit their teeth and persist in working hard for three years, but they didn't expect that Li Kuai came to fight and sent them a lot of money back.

Looking at this situation, it is estimated that the family's debts can be paid off in two years.

"Honey, I won't be able to eat so much soon, I'll just have a chicken wing." Li Huaming asked cautiously.

Knowing that his father has always liked to eat chicken wings, Li Kuailai said with a smile, "Dad, you can just eat it. Do you need to be polite in your own home?"

"Come on, you work hard outside, we often have meat to eat at home." Deng Wenqiong also regarded Li Kuailai as a student at school, worried that he would not eat well.

Li Kuailai smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I eat well at school now, and I have meat for every meal."

"Wen Qiong, did you hear what my son said? We are the ones suffering now, and the son is not suffering anymore." Seeing what Li Kuailai said, Li Huaming hurriedly took a chicken wing and ate it.

Seeing this, Deng Wenqiong had no choice but to scold Li Huaming a few words, and then ate it herself.

Li Kuailai brought some meat to his parents, and said: "You really don't care about me, just eat as usual. I am also a working person, can the food be bad? I eat fish and meat every day, and sometimes the school still does it. The free dinner made me fat."

Deng Wenqiong glanced at Li Kuailai, shook her head and said, "You are not fat."

Known child Moruomu.

When Li Kuailai came home, Deng Wenqiong saw that his son was neither thin nor fat when he came back this time.But people are quite energetic.

"Mom, I eat meat every day, so I'm afraid I'll get too fat, so I exercise every day, so I don't gain weight." Li Kuailai said with a smile, "Tomorrow I'll go to the town to buy some meat, and I'll cook something delicious for you." You eat."

"Okay, the money is under my pillow, you just go and get it." Deng Wenqiong didn't want her son to eat badly when he came back.

No matter how poor they are, they cannot let their sons be poor.

Li Kuailai smiled and said, "I'm rich too, so you can't underestimate me as a teacher."

After speaking, Li Kuailai took out more than 200 yuan from his trouser pocket.

The money is his entire net worth, and he will have to eat it for a month.

But with that "rich woman" Song Xiaofang around, he wasn't worried.

In addition, the manuscript fees for provincial and national literary publications are not too low. Poetry costs tens of yuan a piece, and prose and novels cost more than 100 yuan per thousand words.

"Hehehe, my son is rich, and I can enjoy life in the future." Li Huaming drank a little wine, feeling a little drifting.

Deng Wenqiong gave Li Huaming a white look: "Wait until you pay off those debts before you say such a thing."

When Li Huaming heard it, he shrank all of a sudden.

Li Kuailai hurriedly said: "Dad, Mom, how much money do we still need?"

"22500 yuan." Deng Wenqiong replied without thinking.

This number has been floating in her mind, and it is also the motivation for her to work hard.

"You tell them, I'll pay it back, so they don't have to worry about it." Li Kuailai said.

No matter what, he was reborn after all, so couldn't he earn some extra money to pay off his debts?

By the way, there are quite a lot of money in some literary competition awards.In some competitions, the first prize still has tens of thousands of dollars.

Li Kuailai really wanted to slap his own mouth, how could he forget such a thing?
He doesn't want to plagiarize other people's works, but he has a solid literary foundation and can write his own articles.

"Come on, your monthly salary of 1000 yuan, without food or drink, will take two years to pay back." Li Huaming made the calculations and felt that it was unrealistic for his son to pay all the debts.

"Dad, that's the salary. I still have bonuses and so on. In addition, I can work part-time to earn other extra money, no problem." Li Kuailai said with a smile.

Not to mention anything else, even those who make courseware can make a lot of money for 200 yuan per courseware.

Of course, you can't be limited to your own school, and you have to accept orders from other schools.

Deng Wenqiong shook her head and said, "It's not easy for those relatives and friends, let's pay back the money together. Some of the money has been borrowed for four years, and we will pay back the long-term ones first if we can."

"Okay, let's pay back the money together, but parents, you should pay attention to your health." Li Kuailai said worriedly.

"We will pay attention, you can rest assured." Deng Wenqiong said.

After dinner, Li Kuai came to clean up the dishes, but Deng Wenqiong refused to let him clean up.

Li Kuai came to see that this was the case, so he went back to his room to write his prose.

He was going to write a [-]-word prose titled "If there is an afterlife".

The current broadband Internet access is still available, and when he returns on the [-]th, he can use Song Xiaofang's computer to type it out and send it to the e-mail for submission.

As long as he writes diligently, he can still earn a lot of royalties.

Of course, online novels in 2005 were still in their infancy, and they didn't make much money.

Li Kuailai will not plagiarize other people's articles. When he has time, he will write his own online novel.

After writing the [-]-word prose, Li Kuailai felt tired, so he went to take a bath and came back to rest.

(End of this chapter)