Chapter 18 First Income

Seeing the amount, Mei Jianzhong was quite surprised. It's not that he has never seen so much money, it's just that he can't imagine a few sheets of paper from his grandson that can be worth so much money.

The postman asked while drinking tea, "This Feng Yiping is the son of the eldest girl from your family who married to the old Fushan Township, right?"

Mei Jianzhong refilled his tea and said, "It's my eldest grandson."

"I remember that your grandson doesn't seem to be very old?"

"Yes, the first day of the new year last month."

"Oh, that's right, then your grandson is incredible, uncle. Over the years, only a few people in the town have received royalties, and they were all sent to the county daily for a newsletter, and the most was only seven yuan. You When my grandson was very young, he published articles in well-known journals in the country, and the manuscript fee was faster than the salary of our director for two years, so he will definitely have great prospects in the future."

"Hehe, it's your blessing. But I still have something to trouble you. What my grandson means is that he is still young, so don't make it a good thing, then I need your help, okay?"

"Oh, it turns out that's what happened. That's fine, too. He's just in junior high school now, so his studies are more important, so it's better to keep quiet. Well, I promise not to spread the word."

"Then go, uncle will take you to buy cigarettes."

"No, no," the postman declined. In the end, he bought a piece of "Swimming" for him at the store for three yuan and fifty cents.

At this time, although the "Swimming" brand cigarettes were not 18,000 yuan in the legend later, each cost 90 yuan, equivalent to two packs of China's sky-high cigarettes, but they were still good cigarettes. The rural people smoke it by themselves, "Big Rooster". Because all roosters are called Jigong at home, many people call this kind of cigarettes the Big Chicken Brand. "swim".

The postman got a cigarette in vain, of course he was happy, but he refused and accepted it, saying that he was also happy.

It was Saturday in two days, and Mei Jianzhong wanted to go to the post office with him when his grandson was on vacation. Fortunately, the eldest Guosheng's family was not here today, otherwise he would have to spend a lot of time talking.

In two days, when the five-dollar manuscript fee for the story meeting arrived, Mei Jianzhong and the postman were not too surprised.

Feng Yiping had no intention of worrying about these things at this time. Today, Wednesday, starting tomorrow, they will usher in their first exam in junior high school, which is also a relatively easy place for the first grade. In the third grade now, it is a bit exaggerated to say that the test is taken every day, but it is normal to take the test two or three times a week. As for the second grade, there is a monthly test every month, and the test was taken once at the end of last month.

Feng Yiping was not nervous at first, but when he went to see Teacher Zhu yesterday, Wang Yumin said, "Feng Yiping, your grades in admission are the third in your class. This time I don't want you to improve, at least you can't go down. Drop, even if it's fourth, you won't use it in the future."

Teacher Zhu also helped Wang Yumin at the time, "I agree with what Teacher Wang said, it's okay for you to learn these from me, but it must not affect your normal study, otherwise we won't be able to explain to your family."

Feng Yiping's whole person felt bad after hearing this. You must know that in the current first grade exam, not only Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, ideology and morality, but also history, geography, and biology are required to be tested. Feng Yiping usually does not spend any money on these three subjects. How much thought, when I lay in bed at night, I didn't go through it in my mind. What he originally thought was that usually only passing these three subjects was enough. At most, during the final exam, he would make a surprise memorization for a few days, score more than 80 points in the exam, and give the teacher an explanation.

It's been less than two months since the beginning of the school year. Even the poor students are working hard to perform, not to mention the students with good grades. Many of them are now catching up with the third graders and studying in the dark, so they hope to rank ahead of Feng Yiping. It is unrealistic for the two scores to drop.

Learning the basics of painting and music is also a major event related to Feng Yiping's money making. It must not be abandoned halfway. In this case, the two days will definitely be a surprise. So he told Teacher Zhu at that time that he would not come for the next two days.

Therefore, Feng Yiping has made unprecedented efforts in the past two days. He wakes up early and sleeps in the dark, and he reads books while eating. Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning are very puzzled, and Huang Jingping is also surprised. Even when he was in class, Feng Yiping didn't care what the teacher taught or what class, he just followed his own plan, memorizing politics first, then history, then geography, and the most unfamiliar creatures last, fortunately there was only one at the beginning of school. For half a month, there were not many classes, and Feng Yiping's memory was consistently good. He believed that after the two-day assault, there would be no problem with these subjects.

The last two classes on Wednesday were Chinese. Watching Feng Yiping look at the creatures blatantly, Wang Yumin thought about it, but pretended not to have seen it, but she wanted to see it. After two days of surprise, what would Feng Yiping get in the test? result.

At the same time, these two days were also the most relaxing two days for Wang Yumin. At least, during her self-study, she no longer had to secretly kill a few carbines, it was totally unnecessary. Even those students who don't usually burn incense have been cramming their feet for the past two days, voluntarily reviewing.

Regarding exams, when we finally leave school completely, what remains in our memory is mostly stress, hard work and tension. But at this time, once again, Feng Yiping had a different experience.

Exams are certainly stressful, and naturally they will also be stressful, and will naturally feel hard. But at the same time, many students still have a vague expectation and desire for the exam? This can be seen from the fact that they held pens and looked at the exam paper that was about to be handed out in Wang Yumin's hands.

Every day, I have studied hard for such a long time, and I also want to come here to test my achievements. The good results in the test are a kind of affirmation for myself, and I also strengthen my yearning for a bright future, and I will do more in the next time. learn hard. More directly, you can get compliments from the teachers, the envy of the classmates may also be jealous, and there will even be some female classmates who secretly greet her.

Of course, parents who get good grades in the test and work hard day after day will have smiles on their faces. Fathers also have reasons to drink a few cups of loose wine in the evening, and then go back to school with more content in the schoolbag. There may be a small can of peanuts and a few small dried fish.

Therefore, Feng Yiping concluded by himself that it is actually a bit cheap. Take the test, it's boring, tired. But there is no exam, I am really not used to it, and I am not at ease. Just like when he just started working, he was working overtime, felt tired and wanted to rest, but when he was really resting, even if he had nothing to do, he would have to go to the company for a change unconsciously, which was cheap.

In this way, in fact, many students look forward to monthly exams, just as they look forward to monthly wages when they work later. Although the monthly increase in the passbook is more or less, the psychology is probably at the bottom, and there are few Satisfy yourself, but always have expectations for it.

So, when you leave school, do you leave the exam completely? No, exams are everywhere, but there are many different ways of taking exams and publishing results. So, man, man....

Feng Yiping, while thinking divergently, answered the questions smoothly. The Chinese exam took an hour and a half. He answered all the questions in half an hour. Finally, he read the essay questions that he had deliberately avoided. I went, really still. "My Ideal"! No less than 800 words are required.

So what is my ideal? Later Feng Yiping didn't remember at all, and rarely would he have such a leisurely mood, thinking about such a tall and illusory problem, which has nothing to do with daily life.

Now Feng Yiping tried his best to recall the previous ideals in his mind, hehe, he found a lot.

The initial ideal, the impression is still very clear. It was born in elementary school when I saw colorful illustrations on Chinese books. The illustration is like this, below is the green grass, above is the blue sky, between the sky and the earth, several brightly colored parachutes are landing, he was fascinated at that time, thinking, grow up , I must be a paratrooper, to skydive.

Later, when he saw the staff of the dealership, he thought, I will be a salesperson in the future.

Later, I wanted to be a scientist again.

Then, for the first time, he studied Mr. Lu Xun's article. After listening to the teacher's introduction, he wanted to be a writer and a doctor again....

As for the last time he thought about this issue, he was in secondary school, and he clearly wanted to say that he wanted to be an engineer. This is also the fearlessness of the ignorant. At that time, he actually did not know what a real engineer was, and did not know how wide the gap was between a technical secondary school student and an engineer. To be precise, he should revise his last ideal. for technicians.

Of course, this doesn't really matter, because the question about the ideal in the past, even in the middle of the night, never thought of it again.

One thing is very clear, from childhood to adulthood, when he still had ideals, he never once dreamed of doing business and being a small boss, but in the end he just wanted to be a small boss.

Not to mention his generation, in the long river of human history, only a very few people have always had a clear ideal and have always worked hard for it. In the end, some of them succeeded, and many failed. Those who are successful, while harvesting success, also control their own destiny.

For the vast majority of the masses, those who follow the crowd are the majority. Who you are, where do you come from, what do you want to do, what is your ideal, whatever, it doesn't matter, it can't decide what you will do in the end. As a member of the general public, we really don't have many opportunities to choose. It is good to have the opportunity to be selected. If you are lucky enough to grab a few chances, have a regular income, or be a small boss, that's fine.

As for the ideal horse, does it matter? It can be eaten as food or as money.

Of course, this is his life experience or complaining as a quasi-uncle-level common man in his thirties who consciously sees the true meaning of life. Of course, he can't write this into a composition now.

But this is not a problem. He wrote his ideals from a different angle. The whole article is positive and optimistic, full of positive energy. What was written is definitely what Wang Yumin wanted to see when she wrote the question, and it may exceed her expectations.

In two days, all nine homework exams were completed, and Feng Yiping was still satisfied with his grades. Originally, it was mainly chemistry and third grade geometry that were bad grades. Chemistry scores can't be said to be bad either. He relies on rote memorization, and there are still many times when he gets 80 or above, but not many times when he gets a high score above 90. Now, he is equivalent to a second generation, equivalent to an uncle in his thirties re-entering junior high school, and then competing with those twelve or thirteen-year-old children, so if he still finds learning difficult, it is too unreasonable.

For half a day on Saturday, the teachers went to class as usual. On the one hand, they had just gone through a stressful exam, and on the other hand, they were about to take a vacation. Most of the students relaxed, including Huang Jingping next to them. Wang Jinju at the same table spoke.

The last class is Chinese. The tallest student in the class sleeps on the table and puts the Chinese textbook upright in front of him. Of course, this cannot escape Wang Yumin's eyes. If a tiger doesn't send a cat, you should treat me as critically ill! He was immediately called up and made a stand, but he still saved face. In elementary school, the stand-up penalty usually required you to go outside the classroom, so you had to be reviewed by other teachers and classmates—such as those who were actually in physical education class. It's okay now, he was punished by his seat, Feng Yiping thought, this may also be related to the fact that the student is in the last row. If it is the student sitting in front, he may still be let him fall outside the classroom, or in the classroom. Last penalty stand.

At the end of the class, a total of more than ten students were named and stayed, including Feng Yiping. Feng Yiping didn't know why at first, but later he realized that the students who stayed were all students who owed tuition and miscellaneous fees.

Because the chestnuts have been collected recently, and the money will be turned into cash one after another, Wang Yumin asked everyone to mention it to their parents when they go home, and the tuition and miscellaneous expenses must be given priority.

Feng Yiping was really embarrassed to be asked by the teacher for a debt. He wondered if his parents would discuss with them when they called back and ask them to send the tuition and miscellaneous fees back first.

Just these few words, Wang Yumin didn't say anything else. In terms of Feng Yiping's professional experience of calling customers almost every day to ask for accounts, Wang Yumin really failed the job of asking everyone to pay tuition fees. It can be seen that she is not very motivated to do this work. Less than one-tenth of the enthusiasm for caring about students' grades. This is also the respectable part of the teachers at this time, who are single-minded and dedicated to the learning of the students.

Of course, she also knew that no one in the family would not give money to her, and as a teacher, she could be considered an intellectual, and she was a female intellectual, so she might be really bad at asking for money.

He told them to return to school on time tomorrow afternoon. In just a few minutes, the dozen or so classmates who stayed behind were also on vacation. Wang Changning was waiting outside, and Feng Yiping and him walked along the road slowly to the public house. go.

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