Chapter 132

On the way to school, when passing by Qi Kexiu's house, I happened to see Cousin Qi Delong, the kid, wearing a broken cotton-padded jacket and going out.

Wei Ming greeted immediately: "Xiao Long, get in the car."

"Brother!" He hurriedly got in the car, sat on the fuel tank, and then asked, "Brother, where are we going?"

Wei Ming: "Go to your school."

"I'm not going!" Cousin Qi Delong was so scared that he almost fell off the car.

Wei Ming hurriedly stabilized him: "You have to go, let's go!"

Wei Hong laughed in the back: "It's already on holiday, what are you afraid of."

Cousin Qi Delong reacted, oh, it's on holiday, what am I afraid of!

"But it's already on holiday, why are you going?"

"Can't we recall our childhood?" Wei Ming laughed, and asked again, "By the way, where is your dad."

"My dad is writing a novel at home."

"What!" Wei Ming and Wei Hong were both shocked.

Cousin Qi Delong said with disdain: "Don't worry, he doesn't have that material. If he can write it, I will take his surname!"

Wei Ming: Feeling like something is wrong somewhere.

At this time, Qi Kexiu was staring at a notebook. Except for the pen name "Qi Kuangren," he finally managed to squeeze out the novel name in the past half month, called "Heroes Come from Middle Age."

Generally, novel beginners start with imitation. He felt that "Heroes Come from Youth" was very good, so he was also preparing to imitate this novel for creation.

Since the story of Wei Kuangren is about a little boy marrying a wife ten years older than himself, his male lead is set as a middle-aged uncle, marrying a wife twenty-something years younger than himself!

He felt that the greater the contrast, the more exciting it was!

After figuring out this setting, Qi Kexiu finally began the creation of the main text.

"A long, long time ago..."

A long time ago, Wei Ming spent his childhood in this dilapidated primary school.

That was around 1970. At that time, people didn't attach importance to education. Because Wei Ming had the example of Uncle Ping'an, he was outstanding in his studies in the same session.

Cousin Qi Delong hid cautiously beside Wei Ming, not daring to look at the principal.

Actually, the principal is very kind, but just like mice are afraid of cats, students are afraid of teachers by nature.

After walking around, almost every classroom window was incomplete, and the desks and chairs were also very dilapidated. Many were even used by Wei Ming back then.

Wei Ming also looked at the teaching aids. There was only one set of right-angle boards left. When one teacher used it, the other couldn't use it.

Things like compasses and globes were completely absent. Cousin Qi Delong didn't have the concept of "world."

And there was almost no sports equipment. There was no table tennis table, no football or basketball, only a big rope, which could be jumped, pulled, and used to tie the car during the busy farming season.

They were watching when Wei Jiefang suddenly ran over. The old branch secretary was worried. He was worried that Wei Jiefang's consciousness was not as good as Wei Ming's and would obstruct it.

As a result, Wei Jiefang said: "Donating money to the village primary school is a good thing, a great merit!"

The old branch secretary and the principal breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Jiefang added: "However, since our Xiao Ming donated money, should he be given the title of principal?"

"This..." The old branch secretary and the principal looked at each other. The principal said, "Don't say hanging a name, even if he takes over my class, it's no problem!"

Wei Ming waved his hand: "I don't even want to hang a name. Why don't we do this, let my dad hang the title of honorary principal, and then he will supervise the use of the donation. What do you think?"

Wei Jiefang pointed at himself in surprise: "Me?"

Cousin Qi Delong was even happier. His uncle became the principal, and he would never have to be afraid of his father who is a teacher again!

Neither the old branch secretary nor the principal objected, so Wei Ming decided it. After the donation amount is determined, Lao Lao Lao Wei will be responsible for the use of this fund. He will definitely enjoy the new title of "Principal Wei."

After returning home, the Wei family of four closed the door, and Lao Lao Lao Wei asked worriedly: "Son, how much money do you have, that you actually want to donate money?!"

He was worried that his son was slapping his face to make himself fat, and don't affect his life.

Wei Ming didn't explain clearly yesterday. He revealed: "For the script of 'The Herdsman', the Shanghai Er Yingchang gave me a manuscript fee of 1,500 yuan."

"What!" His parents and sister screamed. This number was higher than their imagination.

Wei Ping'an's salary of more than 150 yuan per month is already an astronomical figure for rural people, equivalent to the income of many families for a year, but his son earned 10 months of Ping'an's salary with one script!

And he said he had two more script invitations later, one from the Shanghai Animation Er Yingchang and one from the Beijing Er Yingchang!

However, Wei Ming's current net worth is in an awkward middle zone, belonging to the kind that can't afford a house, and can't spend it all if he buys something else.

Actually, according to Wei Jiefang's original idea, donating one or two hundred is about the same, just improve the school environment.

But now, after knowing his son's family background, it seems a bit too stingy.

The key is that this is only the money his son earned in half a year, not his lifelong savings.

Lao Lao Lao Wei thought for a while: "Why don't we wait for Uncle Ping'an to come, and let him estimate how much is appropriate to donate. After all, he is engaged in education, and he must know more about this aspect."

"That's fine, I guess they will be back soon," Wei Ming nodded, "Then let's eat. I'll go get the tofu back in the afternoon. What should we do tomorrow?"

"26th, cut the New Year meat." Lao Lao Lao Wei glanced at the young pig that had been bought for only four months in the yard. Their family doesn't need to buy it, just kill one directly!

On the same day, Wei Ping'an, Lu Xiaoyan, and the family of four finally arrived in Shanghai after more than a day of trekking. Wei Ping'an and his wife had both been here before, but it was the first time for Xile, and everything looked fresh.

Because they were in a hurry to return to their hometown for the New Year, they didn't delay and went straight to the Shanghai Er Yingchang.

It happened that Zhu Shimao also came to audition today. In order to test the couple's appearance, Xie Jin called Gong Xue over. As a result, they were very compatible, so Zhu Shimao was also decided. The Shanghai Er Yingchang will be responsible for negotiating with his unit.

Zhu Shimao had the honor to cooperate with the great director Shui Hua on "Children of Xisha" last time, but the film was aborted. He thought his film path was interrupted, but he didn't expect it to turn around.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, he shook Xie Dao's hand and thanked him repeatedly.

Xie Dao didn't take credit: "You should thank the writer Wei Ming. Both you and Xiao Gong were appointed by him." "Ah, does the writer Wei know me?"

"I have seen your photo and have a deep impression of you." Xie Dao laughed.

Old Mao just felt that a confidant was hard to find. When he saw him later, he must thank him well.

Just as they were talking, the Wei family of four came to visit. Xie Jin laughed: "Just right, don't leave yet, the little actor is here, let's try it together."

After Wei Xi entered the door, seeing the three people in the room, he rushed to Gong Xue, hugged her leg and called: "Mom!"

This move not only made Gong Xue, a yellow flower girl, blush, but even Wei Ping'an and Lu Xiaoyan were caught off guard.

We didn't teach him that!

After the initial embarrassment, Gong Xue picked up Xizi. A five-year-old child is quite heavy.

However, Gong Xue knew that the audition had started. In order to help Xizi pass, she also showed intimacy, which made Xie Dao Jin nod repeatedly, with a bit of mother-son connection.

It's just that little Wei Xi is not very close to Comrade Zhu Shimao.

Xie Dao Jin let Gong Xue put the person down, squatted down and asked Xizi: "Little friend, do you recognize characters now?"

Xizi shook his head: "I am illiterate."

!

"Pfft!"

The whole audience laughed. Lu Xiaoyan covered her face, really wanting to say she didn't know him.

Xie Jin asked Gong Xue to pick a line for Xizi to perform.

Gong Xue told him what happened in the plot, and then she read a sentence and let him learn a sentence. As a result, he said it very naturally. Xizi often watches movies and TV shows, and often watches dramas.

Xie Jin was very satisfied and asked him to cry.

Xizi held it for a long time and couldn't cry. Gong Xue said beside him: "Think about Mom not caring about you anymore."

Then Xizi laughed. There is such a good thing!

Xie Dao laughed again. The little friend is very interesting. Although he didn't cry as soon as he said it, he had plenty of ways to make him cry when he arrived at the crew. In the last play, he cultivated a very strong ability to communicate with child actors.

So Xie Dao decided on the spot and set Wei Xi. The specific filming will wait for the notice. Anyway, he left the phone number of Wei Ping'an's office.

Wei Xi asked: "Then how much money will you give me?"

Xie Dao Jin laughed: "I will tell your father later, I won't tell you."

Wei Xi pouted.

After leaving the office, Gong Xue took the initiative to invite their family of four to dinner to fulfill the friendship of the landlord.

Wei Ping'an laughed: "We should be the ones inviting, and we should thank Comrade Gong Xue for recommending our Xizi."

Gong Xue: "No, no, to thank, I should thank Comrade Wei Ming."

Lu Xiaoyan really wanted to say that the sister was polite, but thought again, is it appropriate to call her sister?

It was Xizi who was clever. As soon as he went out, he started calling her sister and didn't call her mom anymore, which made Gong Xue shy and happy.

Gouzitun.

Early in the morning, Wei Ming was reading, and then he heard the sound of the radio outside, playing the music "Love of Hometown."

Now this song shouldn't have been criticized as decadent music, but even if it was criticized, it didn't affect the sales of this song in the store.

After Teacher Li's song, I heard the host of the radio station introduce: "Next is a children's song, sung by Wei Le, please listen to 'Where is Spring'."

Wei Jiefang also "eh" and said: "Why does this person have the same name as Lele?"

Wei Ming walked out of the room: "Could it be Lele?"

"Ah?!"

This is the music program of the Yanjing People's Radio Station. Wei Ming wrote five songs in total. Today, only one "Where is Spring" was played. Wei Hong felt it was very good and sighed: "The person who wrote this song is too talented! I feel that primary school students across the country will learn it soon."

Wei Ming: Right, and they have to recite it in full!

Today is the day to kill the pig. Liu Rulong had heard Wei Ming say it, so he rode his bicycle to visit today.

Wei Jiefang said generously: "A-Long, take a pig leg back when you leave later."

Liu Rulong swallowed his saliva, that would be great!

Maybe because their pig was too young, the pig killer invited couldn't hold it for a while and let it run away, so a group of people started catching the pig. Outside the door was the farmland, but it took a lot of effort to catch it back.

With the white knife in and the red knife out, a big young pig was gone, and it finally couldn't escape the fate of being placed on the table.

Wei Ming was too lazy to watch the subsequent process, pulled Liu Rulong, called Cousin Qi Delong: "Go, go to the next village to buy firecrackers!"

The next village is famous for making firecrackers. Taking advantage of the fact that firecrackers are still allowed during the New Year, Wei Ming wants to hear the sound. In his previous life, he had spent several Spring Festivals in dead silence.

Wei Ming not only bought for himself, but also bought some for the two dragons.

Cousin Qi Delong got some small red whips with little power.

Wei Ming told him to use them sparingly and play together when Xizi brother comes back.

As for Liu Rulong, he took five packs of white whips wrapped in newspapers, which were very powerful. When visiting graves during the New Year, he could wake up the ancestors underground.

There is no New Year's Eve this year, the 29th is New Year's Eve.

Wei Ping'an's family returned on the 28th.

Lao Lao Lao Wei and Wei Ming, one driving a mule cart and one riding a motorcycle, came to the county bus station to pick them up...

(Double on the last day, ask for monthly tickets! Let me see if I can update three times! If not, spit!)

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