Chapter 45

Feng Yiping also knew that this must not be hidden. Although the postman who delivered the letter was instructed, what about other employees in the post office, especially those female staff members. Although this matter is not big, how can it be considered a novelty, and I hope they can keep it a secret?

But I didn't expect it to be picked up so quickly.

Just as he thought, these things were really spread by the post office. During the Chinese New Year, the son-in-law of a family in the town and a staff member of the county civil affairs bureau brought his son to his mother-in-law's home to pay New Year's greetings. People from the county, naturally, show their superiority in front of the townspeople.

However, although he eats public meals, he is just an ordinary clerk. He can only talk about how good his unit is, how he can manage this and that, and how the benefits he receives at the end of the year are so rich.

In the end, it is inevitable to compare children. He emphasized that his son won the third prize in the "Sprouting" Cup Composition Competition held in the city.

When he said these words, it was actually a battle. Such a battle without the smoke of gunpowder would happen every Spring Festival and every gathering.

The custom in the town is the same. He took his son and had to go to several families for one meal. Later, when he arrived at his brother-in-law's cousin's house, he took out this incident and boasted a few words, and of course everyone praised, " This kid is good, and he will definitely have a future."

The housewife of this family belongs to the post office, which is no better than her job. She is in the town and her family is in the county. It can't be compared to a child. His own child's grades follow the crowd in the class. Somehow, his son won the third prize in the city.

But looking at him like this at the moment, all the people in the room revolved around him. His man was the master, so he couldn't get in the words, and he was a little angry for a while, so he interjected, "It's really good, the children now are amazing. We are here in the countryside. , I have a child who has just entered the first year of junior high. In less than half a year, he published two novels in "Harvest" magazine, and the manuscript fee was more than my two-year salary."

The clerk of the Civil Affairs Bureau listened, and almost choked on a sip of wine. This time, the guests were also distracted.

Complimenting his children in front of a bunch of parents, and others agreeing, only himself is happy, who else is really happy.

The guests are also from the town. People have such a mentality. Listening to the people in the county who are full of red faces and a little self-effacing say how their own children are, they are really not comparable to others. Although they are flattering on the surface, they are very Some are unwilling, their children are not very good, and they always find a good child to come out and fight for us.

Well now, we have a child who is more powerful than your son. He has published two articles in national magazines. It must be more powerful than your third prize in a city composition competition, although it is not our child. , but it's the people of our town after all.

So they asked, really, what magazine is it? How old is that kid? who? Then, the story spread from family to family.

On the same day, Tang Shaokang, who lives in the town, heard the rumor, but he only listened to it and didn't take it seriously. Is there really such a thing? Lie to children.

Yesterday, Ye Meng went to her uncle's house, the post office director's house as a guest, and watched the gongs and drums on the Lantern Festival night in the town. He heard her uncle talk about it, saying that it was their school and a first-year student, and her grandfather was in Mei's house.

When I was riding in Tang Shaokang's car today, I told him about it. Tang Shaokang took it seriously. After thinking about it, maybe it was Feng Yiping's servant, and that's why he had the test just now.

They are no longer children. Although Feng Yiping has repeatedly denied it, it is no longer convincing.

Ye Meng smiled and said to him, "It's not a bad thing, why hide it?"

Feng Yiping is always hard to say, I don't want people to know, I don't want to be famous, such a statement is definitely unreasonable and hypocritical in the eyes of his peers, so he can only talk about other things.

He also thought about it, can it be said that it was copied? He immediately rejected this idea, which would have a great impact on his personal reputation. The countryside is actually a place that pays great attention to integrity, and as the old saying goes, "Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles", which has been repeatedly verified in the countryside. . As long as he said it was copied today, relatives and friends in Shili Baxiang will know tomorrow.

He didn't want to carry the title of dishonesty and thief from now on.

At the same time, as a past person, he deeply knew that in order to tell a lie, he had to fabricate more lies—just to find trouble.

Then just admit it, at most it's just a little trouble.

Wang Changning figured out what was going on, and was sincerely happy for Feng Yiping, "Okay, you are hiding such a thing from us. Say, is there something else you are hiding?"

Feng Yiping smiled bitterly, "Brother, you didn't ask, besides, it's not a big deal, do you want to advertise it?"

Wang Changning said, "It suits your temperament to do this, but I can understand why your parents agreed to find you a house in the village."

The gossip spread really fast. That night, all the classmates knew about it, and the next morning, even the canteen master heard about it. When Feng Yiping went to the cafeteria, he shyly accepted the attention from the surroundings, and at the same time received preferential treatment from the master, and the porridge called to him definitely had chopsticks in it.

When the principal heard this, he remembered another thing. Just a few days ago, I was drinking with Lao Zhu from the town middle school. Lao Zhu asked him if he was familiar with a student named Feng Yiping. Although he did not take a first-year class, he knew that Feng Yiping was the first in the first-year grade. Semester final exam is the second place in the county.

As the principal of the town middle school, Lao Zhu must have known about this, and now he has no brains to ask what this is for? Asked Lao Zhu why, but Lao Zhu smiled and didn't answer. Now that I think about it, it should be because of this.

The competition between schools is also fierce. The results of the middle school in the town are better than that of Liangjiahe Middle School. Of course, they have good grades. But now there are various competitions that can make the school's head face, such as the Olympiad in mathematics and physics, and various composition competitions. No school can have too many such special talents.

When the head teacher Wang Yumin heard the news, he was silent for a while, stopped preparing lessons, and wanted to find those two magazines. Teacher Zhu stopped him, "No need to go, only Lao Peng subscribed to that magazine in the school, it must have been borrowed by someone at this time."

Wang Yumin thought about it too, "You said it was really written by Feng Yiping?"

Teacher Zhu was looking at the chess records, "It's not who he can be, he just wants to copy, and he has to find someone who can copy. Think about it, who can write among the people he contacts? And he writes two articles in half a year. ?"

Wang Yumin just subconsciously didn't want to believe it. How should I put it? It felt like the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach. "Then you see, he should have written the first article during the summer vacation, when he just graduated from elementary school!"

Teacher Zhu said, "I told you a long time ago that this Feng Yiping is a little different, and his thinking is far more mature than his peers. Believe it now!"

The first class in the morning was English, and the teacher was a middle-aged woman. Perhaps because of the English class, she was very concerned about her appearance and paid special attention to makeup. Dress up, the effect is often negative.

For example, today, I didn't grasp the point, I didn't find a way to deal with the swollen eye blisters, but my lips were too red and too thick, and there was powder on my face. Oh, Feng Yiping glanced at it and decided immediately. Next, I still don't watch it. good.

However, the teacher found him, "Great writer, come, recite the first section of this lesson."

The classmates all looked at him and laughed, Feng Yiping stood up, "Teacher, don't break me, I really just had shit luck."

Anyway, Feng Yiping was given the nickname of a great writer.

After eating at noon, Wang Changning and Xiao Zhijie blackmailed him. In the canteen, he spent six yuan to buy biscuits in a tin box. Six dollars! If Mei Qiuping found out, she would definitely educate him in pain.

Feng Yiping estimated that at least two pieces were spent on the iron box containing the biscuits, but he wanted to buy other packages, but Xiao Zhijie just disagreed.

This is not enough, Xiao Zhijie also said, "It's not over yet, you've already made a lot of money, don't dismiss us thinking about it being so cheap."

Wang Changning also said, "That's right, come on, eat quickly, and give me this box when you're done."

Xiao Zhijie immediately grabbed the box and said, "Is there any mistake? I said I want to buy this because I liked this box. I wanted to buy it for a long time, but I was reluctant to buy it."

Seeing Feng Yiping jokingly looking at him, he immediately added, "Of course, I have no money, so I can't afford it."

The sun is good, they still came to the old place, leaning on the water tower, lazily basking in the sun.

Feng Yiping talked about renting a house in the village during the summer vacation, and Xiao Zhijie was very excited, "Really?"

After a positive answer, "That's great!"

Wang Changning hit him, "Will your parents agree?"

"Come on, if I want to, they have to agree if they don't agree."

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