Rebirth one way to the north

January 1988 was a bumper month for Mobei. Five of the seven short mysteries that were submitted before were responded to. Among them, "The Murder of Jixiangyuan" and "The Missing Case of a Freshman Girl" were both published. In the public security legal literature journal "Woodpecker".

Editor Zhang Xiaoguang also wrote a letter, saying that the forensic examination part and pharmacological knowledge written by the author in "Jixiangyuan Murder Case" are very sophisticated. I don't know if it is because the author has a medical background.In "The Disappearance of a Freshman Girl", the murderer's exquisite layout and disguise also sparked a small discussion in the editorial department. Some editors even worried that readers would commit crimes based on the details in the article, because he felt that it was too feasible. High, so I object to publishing this novel.At the end of the letter, Zhang Xiaoguang also wished the author "37° North Latitude" to be able to write and think, and to publish more and better reasoning works on "Woodpecker".

"The Magician's Mirror" has the largest number of words. A trick is designed in the article to let the murderer kill the victim in full view, and the process of deducing the murderer's true identity is full of twists and turns. Family affection, love, and friendship are mutually produced. The fierce confrontation of contradictions and conflicts is written thrillingly, which makes people feel psychologically thrilled after reading it, "splitting the eight yang bones and pouring a bucket of snow water".This novel has the honor to be published in Harvest magazine.

The five manuscript fees add up to more than 1000 yuan. Mo Bei asked Mo Xiangyang to take the money to the post office - he is too young, even if he has a household registration, his family can't give him the money. Bring it.

Mo Xiangyang was a little dizzy with the money. He didn't expect his son to earn manuscript fees without saying a word, and became a writer!What is the concept of a writer?That is Ba Jin, Lu Xun, Bing Xin, Guo Moruo, Balzac, Chekhov, Dumas, Cao Xueqin, Shakespeare!That's laughing and cursing all the articles, your body and your name will perish and the rivers and rivers will flow through the ages!Son, son is a writer!Mo Xiangyang's heart trembled.

Sitting on the front beam of the bicycle, Mo Bei felt that his father behind him was silent, and felt a little worried.Publishing a novel in a magazine at the age of seven or eight is not too outrageous... right?

"Dad, Zhang Ailing said that it is necessary to be famous as soon as possible." Mo Bei whispered.

"Ah?" Mo Xiangyang came back to his senses, "Oh, yes, she said so. But Zhang Ailing was over 20 when she published her first novel, right?"

Mo Bei wanted to mention Gu Xiang, Xu Jia, Han Han, Jiang Fangzhou, etc., but unfortunately, they haven't become famous yet...Jiang Fangzhou hasn't even been born yet!

"Hehe." Mo Xiangyang suddenly let out two weird laughs.

Mo Bei couldn't bear it anymore: "Dad, what are you thinking?"

Mo Xiangyang pinched the brake to stop, put one foot on the ground, and kissed his son's face: "My dear son, why are you so good, you're already a writer!"

"..." Mo Bei has always positioned himself as a writer, and he feels that he is far away from the level of a writer who can convey the truth with words. Now that his father says that, he feels very guilty.

Mo Xiangyang asked beamingly: "Son, what kind of work did you publish? Like the little orange lamp? Like the back view? Is it the age of my family?"

Mo Bei felt guilty again: "Just... barely like Sherlock Holmes..."

Mo Xiangyang looked happy, didn't think about what type of Sherlock Holmes was, just felt that the foreign name was very foreign, and the things written by his son must also be very foreign. Well, this must be the result of learning English from Mr. Xia, and he will have to buy it in a few days Send some gifts to thank Teacher Xia.

"I'll stew pork ribs for you at night, so I can make up for my son's clever little head." In Mo Xiangyang's heart, ribs are probably omnipotent.

"Dad, leave me three hundred of the money, and you can use the rest."

"Why do you want money? Dad will save it for you, and I will use it for you to go to college later."

"How can a man have no money in his pocket? I never told my mother that you have a small treasury."

"Hey, how do you know? Let me tell you, if your mother confiscates Dad's small treasury, Dad will have no money to buy snacks for you and your sister."

"300 dollars."

"It's too much. What can you do with so much money as a child? Is 30 yuan enough for you? If you want to buy something, tell Dad, and Dad will buy it for you." Mo Xiangyang is quite generous. 30 yuan is not enough for a child. A lot of money indeed.

Mo Bei knew that if he didn't make it clear, the money might not come out, "I want to buy gifts for my grandma, sister, aunt, Brother Yuxuan, and Teacher Xia. Chinese New Year is coming soon."

Mo Xiangyang was a little jealous: "You think about everything, why did you miss your parents?"

Mo Bei rolled his eyes, "Won't I give you the remaining hundreds of dollars?"

Mo Xiangyang was still sour: "Can it be the same? Money is money, and gifts are gifts."

Mo Bei: "Then you give me all the money."

Mo Xiangyang: "Dream."

Mo Bei frowned: "Do you still want the little treasury!"

Mo Xiangyang: "How dare you threaten your father! 300 yuan, there is no more."

Mo Bei warned again: "Don't tell my mother, otherwise the money won't reach our pockets."

Mo Xiangyang hesitated: "How do you guard your mother against thieves, son, this is not good. Besides, it is a good thing for you to publish an article. Tell your mother about it, so that she will not always think that I am spoiling you."

Mo Bei said: "Don't talk about it, I'm afraid she will bring a few encyclopedias back and ask me to memorize them after she finds out. Anyway, the manuscript fee is given to you. Do you want to buy her clothes, or just spend the money on her? It doesn't matter. .”

Mo Xiangyang pondered for a while, then sighed softly: "Dad saved this money for you, and won't spend it. Xiao Bei, Dad thinks that you, you have misunderstood your mother?"

Mo Bei didn't make a sound, and Mo Xiangyang didn't ask any more questions. He tucked up Mo Bei's hat and scarf, and rode his bicycle home.

When approaching the door of the house, Mo Bei saw Sun Lihua talking to a tall man. The man stuffed something into Sun Lihua's hand, but Sun Lihua refused.

"This is?" Mo Xiangyang jumped off the bicycle and asked in surprise.

Sun Lihua took a step back uncomfortably, distanced herself from the man, and said, "Xiangyang, this is Qi Jingzhong Lao Qi, who was hospitalized in our hospital, or did you perform the operation, remember? Cecum. "

Mo Xiangyang smiled and said, "Oh, I remember, minor surgery recovers quickly. So this is it?"

Qi Jingzhong said politely: "Dr. Mo, thanks to you and Head Nurse Sun for taking care of me when I was hospitalized, I always wanted to come and see you, but something kept me up. No, a friend of mine just came back from Shanghai. I brought a silk scarf, why do you think I want this as a bachelor? If not, I will send it to Head Nurse Sun, but Head Nurse Sun is too polite, so I don’t want to say anything. Doctor Mo, you have to persuade me , I am not a bribe, I just want to thank you, and I can be friends with you in the future. By the way, look, this box of hairtail is also for you, and these two bottles of wine."

Qi Jingzhong made Mo Xiangyang dizzy, and in the end he not only accepted the gift, but also invited him into the house for dinner, and started calling him brothers in a few words.

Mo Bei was really surprised. This Qi Jingzhong was his stepfather in his previous life. He always thought that Qi Jingzhong and Sun Lihua were introduced to each other after Mo Xiangyang's death. Only now did he know that they had known each other for a long time.He also had a vague impression of that silk scarf. He still remembered that Sun Lihua wore it during the Chinese New Year in his previous life. This orange silk scarf added a touch of beauty to Sun Lihua, which was very eye-catching.

Qi Jingzhong looks very tough, 1.9 meters tall, with a Chinese character face, sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, he looks like a very serious person.In fact, in his previous life, Mo Bei always thought that he was a serious person, but now he knows that Qi Jingzhong can also spread lotus flowers with his tongue, and it is easy for people to trust him.No wonder Qi Jingzhong was able to expand his business in his previous life.

The relationship between Qi Jingzhong and Mo Bei is very cold. Before Mo Bei came out of the closet, he had been spending money on Mo Bei's basic necessities, food, housing, transportation, and education. Later, Mo Bei and his mother had severed ties. As a stepfather, Qi Jingzhong naturally also There is no contact with Mo Bei anymore.However, as far as Mo Bei knows, Qi Jingzhong treats Mo Jie fairly well. This may be because Mo Jie is a girl, well-behaved, gentle and not rebellious, or it may be because Mo Jie's husband Li Wei is a second-generation official...

Although Mo Bei resented Qi Jingzhong's indifference when he was beaten by his mother, but later he didn't take it to heart. His own mother is like that, so can he still blame his stepfather?

Qi Jingzhong talked warmly with Mo Xiangyang, coaxing Mo Jie and Mo Bei, but he didn't talk to Sun Lihua much.Mo Bei thought to himself, you want to cover up your misrepresentation, Comrade Lao Qi, what about the energy you used to talk to my mother at the door, now it's too late to pretend to be estranged?

After seeing off Qi Jingzhong, Mo Xiangyang sat on the sofa and watched TV. Sun Lihua came out after cleaning up the kitchen and said, "Are you drunk? Drink more water, go to bed early, and be careful not to wake up tomorrow morning with a headache."

Mo Xiangyang hummed, and said, "Xiao Bei, make a cup of tea for Dad." Then he said to Sun Lihua, "Daughter-in-law, sit here, let's watch TV for a while."

Sun Lihua said: "Look for yourself, I still have clothes to wash."

Mo Xiangyang pulled her to sit down, and acted like a baby by being drunk: "It's the same if you wash the clothes tomorrow. Daughter-in-law, you are so pretty."

Sun Lihua blushed, and hurriedly glared at Mo Bei who brought the tea: "What time is it and don't go to sleep."

Mo Bei was innocently shot by the arrow, so he had to go to the bathroom to wash up, and deliberately left the door open to eavesdrop.

Mo Xiangyang put his arms around Sun Lihua and said a few words, then suddenly said: "Isn't that Lao Qi looking for you for the first time?"

Sun Lihua froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Mo Xiangyang sighed: "My daughter-in-law is beautiful, and many people miss her, I know."

Sun Lihua's voice suddenly raised: "Mo Xiangyang, what do you mean?"

Mo Xiangyang's voice was still low and gentle: "Daughter-in-law, do you know that being able to marry you as a wife is the proudest thing in my life. You, Xiaojie and Xiaobei are my greatest happiness. That old Qi I can tell what you mean by looking at your eyes. But it's useless for them to think about it, you are my daughter-in-law, the mother of my child, and the No. [-] leader of our family. "

Sun Lihua's voice also lowered: "Don't think about it, I'm not that kind of person."

Mo Xiangyang kissed her on the cheek: "I know. I just feel very proud. My wife is so beautiful and treats me so well."

Sun Lihua said: "Actually, I didn't intend to take his things at first, but he said in front of you that if I don't take them, it's as if there is something. If you are not happy, I will return the things to him tomorrow. It’s not good to want things from others for nothing.”

Mo Xiangyang said: "No, just treat him as an ordinary friend, and we will give him a gift during the Chinese New Year. It's only a few days away. Let's just be open and honest, don't care what others think, you don't have to worry about me When I think about it, I have an open mind.”

Sun Lihua poohed, with a smile.

Mo Xiangyang said again: "I think that silk scarf is also very beautiful. I will buy you a woolen sweater to wear with it later. Those female doctors and nurses in the hospital must be envious. When you are resting, I will accompany you to wear this scarf." Hair is hot too."

Sun Lihua coquettishly said: "I'm so old, I don't want to bother with this, it's good."

Mo Xiangyang said: "My wife is young, little girl."

In the bathroom, Mo Bei spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, and silently gave his father a thumbs up.