Siheyuan: If I marry Qin Huairu, I will become stronger by showing off.

Chapter 217 Do you want to learn from me? Don't even think about it!
  A knock on the door interrupted Wu Youde's thoughts. He opened the door and took a look.

"Third uncle?"

"You are virtuous...hehehe..."

Yan Bugui stood at the door, cocking his head and looking in. Looking at the radiant light bulb, he could not help but feel envious in his eyes.

My Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Bang~"

Wu Youde closed the door and walked out.

"Third uncle, what's going on?"

"Hey, it's nothing, just take a look at the lights in your house."

Yan Bugui laughed and looked at the two bicycles parked at the door. The look of envy on his face became even stronger. He praised, "Youde, is this the new bicycle you bought?"

"It's great, it's great, but it's a bit small. The frame is also a bit small, so I guess it can't carry too much weight. But this light is really good..."

"This should mean that it lights up automatically when you are riding a bicycle, right? The more you ride, the brighter the light becomes?"

Wu Youde nodded and said with a smile: "The third uncle is still well-informed. That's right, it's the same as you said."

I chatted with Yan Bugui for a while, neither salty nor cool.

Wu Youde never understood what he wanted to do, but he lost his patience and was too lazy to continue chatting with him.

Wu Youde said, "Third uncle, I'll call you when the bike is washed another day. I just bought this bike and it's not dirty at all."

"Yes, yes, it's bright and bright." Yan Bugui nodded repeatedly.

Wu Youde smiled and said, "Third uncle, please stand here while I go back to the house to warm up for a while."

What?
  Am I standing here? ?
  Yan Bugui suddenly looked confused, what kind of bullshit is this!

In fact, he came here for nothing else. He just wanted to enter the house and feel the feeling of being enveloped by the light of electric lights. To put it bluntly, he just wanted to experience what it was like to use electricity?
  But I never thought that after chatting for a long time, Wu Youde didn't speak.

Not to mention Wu Youde, even Yan Bugui felt a little cold!
  This made him want to go into the house and sit down even more. The ground in the house was burning. The moment Wu Youde opened the door just now, he could clearly feel a wave of heat coming towards his face!

It was so warm and comfortable.

In addition to the warmth, there is also a very good smell in the air, fragrant, the same as the smell of flowers, but not quite like it.

Yan Bugui didn't know what it smelled like, but he thought it smelled good!
  Moreover, he can probably guess where this smell comes from...

There are only three people in Wu Youde's family. A grown man like him will definitely not smell like this, so there is only one possibility!

Either it's the smell of Qin Huairu, or it's the smell of Xue Chunmei...

Or maybe the smells from the two people mixed together to form this unique smell.

In short, no matter what, the smell is very good, very heady, people want to smell it, it's so greedy!

Then I think of the handsome faces and graceful figures of Qin Huairu and Xue Chunmei...

Yan Bugui couldn't suppress the overwhelming power in his heart, and even wanted to go in and sit.

He is only in his forties this year, and his third aunt is already pregnant.

Therefore, the strength is still there!

But I never thought that you would let me stand here and go back to the house to keep warm?

Mom sells batches, there is something I don’t know whether to say or not.

Yan Bugui was so angry that he almost cursed Wu Youde's eighteenth generation ancestors, but when he saw Wu Youde actually turned around and opened the door to enter the house, he quickly stopped him.

"Hey, there is virtue, there is virtue."

"Third uncle, what else can I do?"

"that……"

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "It's like this, your article is good, haven't you received the first payment of royalties?

I heard it’s a full seven hundred yuan!
  Ouch, my God, I didn’t expect that a great writer would come out of our courtyard. I really didn’t expect that. I’m so proud of you, Youde!

To be honest, since the first day I met you, I felt that you are an extraordinary young man, your spirit is different from others, and the light of wisdom emanates from your eyes.

Look, I really didn’t make a mistake! Tsk tsk! ! "

He's so good at talking, and he speaks so nicely.

Wu Youde stopped and thought he could listen for a while longer.

Yan Bugui laughed again at this time, and said: "Youde, you have pearls and jade in front of you. To tell you the truth, I am also moved...

Haha, you are virtuous. I want to learn from you. Do you agree? "

What?
  Wu Youde was shocked and immediately took two steps back, looking at Yan Bugui warily.

His reaction immediately made Yan Bugui feel puzzled.

"Ai Youde, what are you doing?"

"Third uncle, if you want to learn from it, can't you do it yourself?

My scriptures are still useful, but even my own people don’t have enough. In addition, I...I am not a member of this group, so please understand.

But don’t worry, I will never go out and talk nonsense, I will definitely keep my mouth shut! "

At this point, Wu Youde was stunned. There was something wrong with thanking him.

It shouldn't be. If Yan Bugui is...then whose seed are the three Yan Jiefang brothers and sisters?

That’s not right either, some people are bidirectional.

Men and women take all.

Could it be that Yan Bugui is the one?

While he was diverging his thoughts, Yan Bugui sighed and said, "You are virtuous. The third uncle is really not as good as you in this regard. As the saying goes, a master is a teacher.

Your articles can be published in newspapers now, and you can get such high royalties. This is enough to show that you have already mastered the art of writing. I am not the same, I have no clue at all..."

???

Wu Youde blinked and looked at Yan Bugui speechlessly.

At this time, I heard Yan Bugui continue to say, "The third uncle wants to communicate with you, read your articles, gain knowledge, and learn some writing methods." Wu Youde's mouth twitched, and that was indeed the case.

Nima!

Is this what you learned?
  I was so shocked!

It turns out that I learned this lesson, and you didn’t tell me earlier!
  After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he saw that the expression on Wu Youde's face became much more relaxed. He suddenly felt happy and thought that Wu Youde had agreed, so he raised his legs and walked into the house.

"Hey! Third uncle."

Wu Youde had quick eyes and quick hands and stopped him.

He smiled and said: "Third uncle, please wait.

The temperature in the room is too high. If you’re wearing a big cotton-padded jacket, you better not go in. I’m worried that you might get a heat stroke if you go in because it’s too hot...

Just wait for me here for a minute, and I'll come as soon as I go. "

After saying that, without waiting for Yan Bugui to speak, Wu Youde entered the room and closed the door.

Although he couldn't guess all of Yan Bugui's thoughts, he could probably see through them.

The old boy had just raised his head and looked straight into the room. His little eyes were moving and flickering, and he could tell that he was planning something.

Moreover, Wu Youde also noticed that Yan Bugui was not just looking at the light bulb just now, he was also looking at other places in the room.

This won't work.

In order to avoid being discovered, they all sleep on the same bed. Nowadays, Wu Youde doesn't even let people into the main room, because if you look carefully, you can't guarantee that there are some clues.

Moreover, there is a screen in the inner room.

But now that screen has been reduced to a clothes drying rack, and the two women's intimate clothes hanging on it are colorful...

The main reason is that the room is warm, so the washed clothes are hung in the room to dry quickly.

If outsiders come in, wouldn't it be a feast for the eyes?

Wu Youde was not so generous. It was okay for him to look at other people's things, but if others wanted to look at his, that would be a no-brainer!
  No exchange is possible! !

……

Looking at the closed door, Yan Bugui's mouth twitched.

Not a son of man!
  Not the son of man, not the son of man! !

This kid is really nothing. He has no respect for the elderly at all.

After all, I am also a third uncle, so I don’t use bean buns as dry food, right?

"Well...I can bear it!!"

Yan Bugui took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the irritability in his heart. He was not just talking nonsense. He really wanted to communicate with Wu Youde and ask for some writing skills.

The royalties are seven hundred yuan!

Oh my God!
  Thinking of this, Yan Bugui was filled with jealousy. He also wanted to make a lot of money by writing articles.

Buy a bicycle, pull wires and use lights!
  He didn't wait long, the door creaked open again, and Wu Youde handed something over.

"Third uncle, here it is."

"what is this?"

Yan Bugui took it and took a look, "Is this a newspaper?"

"Well, Shanhai's "Ta Kung Pao", didn't you just say you wanted to see what I wrote? It's right here, No!"

Wu Youde opened the newspaper and said with a smile: "Did you see Snow Mountain Flying Fox? This is the article I wrote.

The one below is my pen name, Qinglong. "

Yan Bugui glanced around and saw the words "Chapter 5" written in the title above, and asked in surprise: "Are you writing a story-telling novel?"

Wu Youde raised his eyebrows, a little displeased, "You look down on people who write novels?"

"Ah? Ah... No, no, then where could it be?"

Yan Bugui was startled, then waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "I just didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it.

Writing a novel is not easy. You have to write a lot of words, right? It’s not easy, it requires higher writing skills!
  Youde, you are so awesome! "

Am I great?
  When these words come out of your mouth, it sounds weird.

Wu Youde shook his head, put aside this weird idea, and laughed again, "That's not true, I write novels mainly because I have a lot of words, and I want to earn more royalties.

Short stories actually have their merits, but they cannot be summed up in one word. "

Yan Bugui, who was secretly cursing, suddenly realized when he heard this, yes, the number of words in this novel is quite a lot, some short ones have tens of thousands of words, and some are even more.

As for manuscript fees, naturally the more words you write, the more you will earn.

This guy’s manuscript fee is ten yuan per thousand words!
  "Youde, how many words do you plan to write in "Snowy Mountain Flying Fox"?"

"Two hundred and twenty thousand, I just finished writing it."

"Twenty-two... ten thousand???"

Yan Bugui was horrified and exclaimed, "Two hundred and twenty thousand??"

Wu Youde nodded.

Yan Bugui was even more shocked, "The manuscript fee is also ten yuan per thousand words?"

Wu Youde nodded again.

Yan Bugui suppressed the dizziness in his head, and the CPU rotated at high speed to calculate...

Two hundred and twenty thousand words, ten yuan for one thousand words.

This is……

Two thousand two hundred dollars! ! !
  Yan Bugui felt numb and staggered.

……

　It's so cold. It's only 5°C in the room. Even though I'm sitting under the quilt, my hands are still super cold and my fingers are stiff. . . This damn winter is so hard.

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