My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

Village chief Xu Keqin frowned and asked, "What's going on? Is Yu Wen you?"

The reason for asking this is that the village had received a rejection letter from Lu Yiming before, and his name was not Yu Wen.

There was an invitation to contribute on the envelope, and the recipient was Yu Wen. There was no one named Yu Wen in the entire Qinghe Village. It was only after his daughter Xu Yuanyuan reminded him that Xu Keqin realized that those people who wrote novels all used pen names.

It was also said that during the recruitment examination, Wen Ya said in person that Lu Yiming's novel was published in a literary magazine, and Xu Keqin took the letter and went to ask Lu Yiming.

Lu Yiming was stunned for a long time in disbelief, then took the letter with trembling hands and said it was his.

He had seen this kind of literary magazine in the mayor's office when he went to the town for a meeting. A novel by one of the mayor's classmates had been published, and he heard that the royalties were very generous.

Lu Yiming and Wen Ya didn't buy any big items, so how come they were so poor that they had no money to buy groceries?

This issue must be explored in depth.

When asked this question, Lu Yiming felt guilty and sweat broke out on his back.

God knows who this "Yu Wen" is. In the entire Qinghe Village, except for these few educated youth, the rest were already very good at graduating from junior high school, and most of them could not even read.

Even among junior high school students, not many have read literary magazines. Rural people only make a living and will never spend money on buying literary magazines.

The village chief came directly to him. The educated youth were assigned to work together. He looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him with admiration, envy and even jealousy.

Lu Yiming got excited and thought that since no one acknowledged it, it must have been sent to the wrong place. Never mind, just acknowledge it first.

Who knew that these people would insist on coming over to congratulate and eat at the banquet.

Now he is in a difficult situation.

"That...I..."

Seeing Lu Yiming hesitating, Wen Ya's mind turned and she glared at him in reproach, "There are no outsiders here, what's so embarrassing about it."

"..." Lu Yiming glared at her, afraid that she would tell the truth.

This kind of humiliation is much more embarrassing than having no face at all.

Wen Ya gave him a look that said 'don't worry', turned to the crowd and said, "Since my Lu Yiming doesn't want to speak, I will speak for him.

We did have some royalties, and they were quite a bit, enough for us to build a house bigger than this cowshed.

Originally we were planning to build a house, but on his way back from collecting his royalties, he met four children aged five or six, who were pulling their mother, who had taken medicine, to the hospital on a cart, so he lent a hand.

Who knew that the child was so young? He only knew to send his mother to the hospital, not knowing that going to the hospital for treatment costs money.

Feeling sorry for them, Lu Yiming used his royalties to pay for their mother's medical expenses.

The children also told me that their mother committed suicide by taking poison because their father was seriously ill and unable to work, and she could not support four siblings by herself.

Lu Yiming softened his heart again and gave them all the remaining money.

There was still some money at home, and I thought of making some rice cakes and selling them in town to earn some money so that Lu Yiming could concentrate on his creation.

I didn’t expect it to be like this now. I’m sorry to have embarrassed you.”

The more Lu Yiming listened, the wider his eyes opened. With this ability to make up stories, she should be able to write novels!

Unfortunately, she has no literary talent at all, and can't even distinguish between "Dream of Red Mansions" and daydreaming, and "Romance of the West Chamber" and the West Chamber.

He is indeed a talented writer, but it is a pity that it is difficult for a good horse to meet a good master. Those second-rate editors actually look down on the novels he wrote.

After hearing this, everyone sighed.

"So that's the situation. This is a good thing. We were just being rude."

There were also those who were jealous and disliked Lu Yiming, and a hint of satisfaction appeared on their faces.

What if I become a great writer? I am still the same as them, poor and without food to eat.

Wen Ya smiled awkwardly and said, "Wait a few days, I will definitely invite you to come over as my guest. I'm really sorry for the poor hospitality."

Clerk Ma Houcai is particularly fond of literature. He has been chatting with Lu Yiming since a while ago and found that this person is very good at hiding his shortcomings. When talking about other things, he would answer every question, but when talking about writing skills, he started to give vague and perfunctory answers.

I originally thought of waiting until he was drunk before trying to get him to talk. I'm going to wait until some other time to go there. I'm so itchy now.

Ma Houcai thought for a moment and said, "Since we are already here, let's not postpone it.

Go to my house and let my wife catch a chicken, Accountant Xie give out ten kilograms of rice, and Erzhuzi go to the village pond to catch two fish.

Then go to the supply and marketing cooperative to get a few bottles of liquor and put it into the village chief's account.

Lu Zhiqing carried forward the spirit of Lei Feng and gave his royalties to those who needed them more. We should also carry forward the spirit of Lei Feng.

Isn't today's dinner enough?"

The clerk said so, and others followed suit, saying they would go to their own vegetable gardens to grow vegetables, some would go to their homes to get eggs, and some would go to get bacon...

In short, there is a table full of dishes.

Last time Lu Yiming came to him to ask him to lower the compensation, Xu Keqin did not help. Fearing that Lu Yiming would trip him up after he became rich, Xu Keqin arrogantly sought redress:

“The wine sold at the supply and marketing cooperative is all cheap, and I still have two bottles of the best sorghum wine at home, but I have never been willing to drink it.

I am happy today, so I brought it to drink together, especially Lu Zhiqing, you must taste it.

When the great writer returns to the city, he won’t be able to drink the wine from our village anymore.”

How could Lu Yiming not hear the flattery? Not only did he hear it, but he also felt a long-lost sense of superiority in his heart.

It was just like the scene when he was a child, when everyone in the compound, both adults and children, gathered around him and praised him.

I really feel a little bit dizzy.

Also in the situation were Xie Hu and Feng Yuying.

I heard Zhang Lan say early in the morning that Xie Changqing had returned, and she also told him that the old couple wanted to see him for something, but no matter how long I waited, he just didn't show up.

Xie Changlin was asked to go and call him, but he went out to cut grass and feed the sheep without even knocking on the door.

They are all adults. Zhang Lan knows why Xie Changqing hasn't come yet, so she naturally doesn't want to cause trouble.

Overall, she was still quite afraid of her brother-in-law Xie Changqing.

The rest are even more timid.

The old couple have the dignity of being parents, so naturally they can't go and ask them.

I had no choice but to sit on a chair that was unstable and creaked when I moved and wait.

The person being waited for was still wiping the water off his hair slowly and leisurely.

Wen Wan admired Xie Changqing's physical strength very much. After being so exhausted, she wanted to collapse on the bed. She was so weak that she couldn't even lift the hair that was blocking her face.

Like a fish without bones, with only one breath left.

However, Xie Changqing was particularly refreshed. Not only did he wash himself clean, he also poured bath water for her so that she could get up and take a bath.

"I don't have the energy to wash."

Even when looking at Xie Changqing's sexy abdominal muscles and mermaid line, there was not a ripple in her heart.

But when my eyes met the marks on his body, my face couldn't help but feel hot.

Seeing her like this, Xie Changqing felt distressed and a little guilty. Was he a beast? He was so heavy-handed.

I know I'm wrong, but I don't want to change.

If she didn't want to change, then he could only dote on her even more. Xie Changqing rubbed her face with his fingertips tenderly and coaxed her in a low voice, "I'll carry you to wash, okay?"

Wen Wan pulled the quilt up to cover her collarbone and neck. "No need!"

She was a little embarrassed to let him see the ambiguous marks on her body.

Even though he was embarrassed, Wen Changqing's 5.0 eyesight still noticed it. He blushed and coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

"Then you lie down first. I'll go to the next yard and bring you something to eat when I come back."

As he spoke, Xie Changqing leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

Just as he was about to get up, his arm was grabbed by a white and tender little hand, "I'll go with you."