Siheyuan starts a 100,000-acre farm

Chapter 117: Learning from Comrade Li Aiguo

Although I couldn't see him, I could still feel him shivering and shaking the door. You have to know that this was Li Aiguo's teacher. Just because he didn't pay 5 cents, he could only stand outside in the cold wind.

All they want is to watch TV, so are they serious about respecting teachers and loving neighbors?

What else is Bright Sword? What novel is it about? How come we don't know about it?

The host continued to explain: "This novel has been rated as a phenomenal work and is now being published by Huaxia Publishing House at a price of 15 yuan per thousand words."

Li Aiguo became even more excited when he heard this. You know, this novel has 40 words, which is nearly 6000 yuan.

"And Comrade Li Aiguo will not take a penny from this novel. He will donate all the money to help people in need. It is reported that this novel has more than 40 words, and the royalties plus the share of the profits will exceed yuan."

"We should all learn from Comrade Li Aiguo, be good people and good soldiers of great men,"

Gah! Li Aiguo's heart skipped a beat. When did he say he wanted to donate? Never. Well, could it be his uncle?

Thinking of this, Li Aiguo felt dizzy. That was more than 10,000 yuan, enough to buy two nice courtyard houses, but he just donated it like this?

But no matter whether Li Aiguo said this or not, the matter has already been decided and there is no possibility of going back on it.

What Li Aiguo didn't know was that because of his donation, a whirlwind of learning from his good example swept across the country. It was truly a blessing in disguise.

You have to know that he didn't learn from Uncle Lei until 63, but now it's only 61 and he's learning from him first. This makes Li Aiguo feel that the money he donated is not in vain.

He is not short of money. Not to mention two courtyard houses, he can immediately buy two hundred houses as long as they are for sale. In a place like China where power and fame are important, money will come rolling in.

But now that he is on the honor roll, it will be difficult to get off it in the future. He has to be a little cautious in everything he does, and of course he has to be cautious if anyone says bad things about him.

But now he was lying in Qin Jingru's arms with a bit of heartache, and all the beasts were driven away by him. He didn't want to behave like a miser in front of others.

Early the next morning, Li Aiguo asked Qin Jingru to buy a newspaper. He also received a letter from Li Yunlong. There was only one word in his mind, "momentum", and a Tsinghua University admission ticket.

Li Aiguo didn't understand whether it was about creating momentum or power, but he roughly understood what Li Yunlong meant. Money is nothing but clouds. Ten thousand yuan is nothing compared to leaving a name in history.

Li Aiguo said this, but it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sad. However, he still had a ticket to Tsinghua University as a consolation.

Just like in later generations, there were many street interviews where people would ask you which one to choose: one hundred million or a letter of admission to Tsinghua University.

Although Li Aiguo had an admission ticket, he knew very well that it was just a formality, as he had already been accepted by Tsinghua University.

The great man himself said that we should learn from Comrade Li Aiguo, and now Li Aiguo has been held high, so how could he fall down again?

If Li Aiguo really failed the exam, he was sure that he would not be the first one to suffer.

At this time, Qin Jingru also bought newspapers, and from several stores, fifty copies each, and she spent dozens of yuan on these newspapers.

No matter which newspaper I opened, the headline on the front page was about me, saying "A soldier like a great man, Comrade Li Aiguo, learn from good people and good deeds."

There were even photos and a description of his heroic deeds in catching human traffickers, which made Li Aiguo very proud and felt that the ten thousand yuan was not wasted.

It just so happened that there were no other specific examples of good people and good deeds listed above, which made him very unhappy. He was now secretly wondering what good deeds he had done.

After a long while, he turned around and said to Qin Jingru: "Qin Jingru, think about it for me. What good deeds have I done to help others? Think of two examples for me. If you can't think of any, I'll deduct your money!"

I have to say that Li Aiguo is really a jerk. He can't figure it out himself and lets others think about it. The key point is that he is really not sure whether he has done it or not, he just can't remember it at the moment.

Qin Jingru was no longer as conflicted as she was at the beginning when she heard about the deduction of money. She knew that Li Aiguo said he would deduct money but he never did so. Instead, he often gave him bonuses.

But this time she was stumped. She couldn't think of any good things Li Aiguo had done. The two of them just stared at each other.

Li Aiguo saw the situation and knew that he couldn't think of a solution for the time being. He had no choice but to distribute newspapers first. The first one would definitely be Banggeng's family.

According to the old rules, Li Aiguo is responsible for knocking on the door, and Qin Jingru is responsible for reading. This is the difference between those with experience and those without experience.

There is a difference between having experience and having no experience. The first time Qin Jingru read it, she stuttered, but this time her voice was loud and her sentences were fluent.

"Huaxia Daily front page headline, we should all learn from the little hero Comrade Li Aiguo, who worries about the world before he worries about himself, and rejoices after the world rejoices, and who sacrifices himself for others and eliminates violence and protects the good."

"The front page of the Sijiu City Daily. We should all learn from little Li Aiguo, love our country, our family, ourselves, respect our teachers, and love our neighbors."

"Huaxia Military News, front page headline, full of loyal martyrs, red blood forever, defending the country, the spirit of the sword, learn from the young soldier Comrade Li Aiguo!"

"................."

"That's enough! Qin Jingru, stop reading. Your mouth is dry."

"Did you all hear that? You have to learn from me, okay? Take me as your role model. I will be your weather vane from now on!"

Qin Huairu's eyes were full of envy. It was a pity that this was someone else's child. It would have been much better if it was her own. She couldn't help but sigh: If I had a son, I would want him to be like Li Aiguo!

In fact, what Qin Huairu admired was that Li Aiguo could earn more than 1 yuan by writing novels at such a young age, and he donated it all without blinking an eye, not keeping a single cent for himself. He was really stupid.

If she had the 1 yuan, would she still have to endure Jia Zhang's anger? Would she still have to go to work? Wouldn't it be better to just lie at home and sleep?

Bang Geng's face was full of envy and jealousy, but he was not convinced and muttered:

"What's there to be proud of? I can do it too. I'll go find the traffickers tomorrow."

This scared Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu. They really wanted to find the person. Are human traffickers so easy to deal with? If they were caught, the Jia family would be extinct.

The Undead Summoner didn't even bother to mock Li Aiguo, and hurriedly pulled Bang Geng aside to teach him a lesson.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like