Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

After this Third Young Master Huo mentioned the situation of penicillin cryptically, he asked some political matters cryptically.

He also expressed the hope that he can communicate with Mu Qiong for a long time, and also said that Mu Qiong's letter can be sent to Hope Monthly, which is safer.

Mu Qiong is willing to communicate with him for a long time.

Taking out a few pieces of letter paper, he began to write a reply letter to Third Young Master Huo.

Mu Qiong picked up some political matters, and then changed his pen and started to write suggestions.

"The general trend, some things are inevitable, and I have some suggestions..." Mu Qiong wrote a lot in the letter.

The Huo family is one of the warlords. In the future, they will have territory, soldiers and people under their hands.

Mu Qiong didn't expect them to be good people, but he hoped that the people in the area controlled by the Huo family would live better.

And the suggestions he wrote are all related to people's livelihood.

Of course, his suggestions may not be useful, and if the people want to live well, it mainly depends on how the Huo family treats them.

Mu Qiong wrote this for about an hour. After he finished writing, he read it first, and then he always felt a little inappropriate.

He wants to make some changes, but before that, he needs to wash up first.

Zhu Wanwan had called him a long time ago, the water would be cold if she didn't take a bath.

After Fu Yun'an and Fu Huai'an sent a hot water bottle to their home, the quality of life of their family has risen linearly.

Among other things, at least they don't want to drink hot water, so they have to burn it.

After Zhu Wanwan got home, she boiled hot water. At the moment, there is a pot of warm water kept warm by the unburned charcoal fire in the stove, and the two thermos bottles are also filled with hot water, so that I can drink it tomorrow morning. hot.

Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu had already washed, but he was the only one who hadn't.

Mu Qiong fetched water and took a brief shower before going upstairs. After he went upstairs, he revised and copied the letter he had written just now according to what he thought when he was taking a bath.

The meaning of the letter has not changed, but his tone and everything have changed.

He wrote this letter in the tone of an elder. In the letter, he didn't state his age or anything, but he just let people see that he was not young through the lines.

When Mu Qiong read the letter he wrote after finishing writing this time, he felt very satisfied.

He believed that no matter if it was Huo Ershao or Huo Sanshao, after reading such a letter, they would definitely not suspect that Tianxing was him.

The whole letter was meant to point out, but Mu Qiong was not at all embarrassed.

Huo Ershao is not very old, and Huo Sanshou must be younger, at least younger than his previous life, so it's okay for him to point out.

Huo Sanshao Fu Yun'an, whom Mu Qiong thought was young, was with Huo Ying at the moment.

Huo Ying was playing with a cigarette in his hand, but he didn't smoke - Fu Yun'an didn't like the smoky atmosphere in the room: "Yun'an, you said that luck, did you get the letter?"

"I don't know." Fu Yun'an said, writing quickly on the paper with a pen as he spoke.

"How about I send someone to check to see if the letter is still there?" Huo Ying said.

"You'd better not do this." Fu Yun'an raised her eyes and glanced at Huo Ying: "Fortunately, I can find you, and I can also find someone else...Now we are asking him, not him asking us."

It's really such a thing!

Huo Ying touched his nose helplessly, and then became concerned about his younger brother's love life: "Yun'an, you've been looking for that Mu Qiong recently, how are you two doing?"

"You told me before that he likes men, are you sure?" Fu Yun'an suddenly looked at Huo Ying, looking directly into Huo Ying's eyes.

"Of course I'm sure..." Huo Ying's face showed embarrassment, and he couldn't hold it anymore: "I'm not sure, but he doesn't reject it..."

Huo Ying told about the conversation he had with Mu Qiong.

"Maybe it's because he's still young and doesn't understand yet." Fu Yun'an said.

"What's so small, most people of his age are already married!" Huo Ying said: "And if you read the novels he wrote and the things he did, he is mature enough!"

Fu Yun'an said: "But he may not like men."

Huo Ying was speechless.

Fu Yun'an said again: "Actually, it's not bad as it is now."

It's actually quite a good feeling to have someone you like, but he doesn't force you to be with Mu Qiong.

Huo Ying had nothing to say.

Fu Yun'an lowered his head, began to write again, and wrote, and said: "Second brother, you'd better read more books and practice calligraphy."

Now Huo Ying wanted to run away.

Huo Ershao didn't read any books in China at the beginning, but when he went abroad... Although he started to study hard under the encouragement of his younger brother and spent money to study in foreign schools, he didn't learn very well, especially Chinese.

He speaks English very fluently and idiomatically, but he has only ever used more than 3000 most common English words. Can't write or write badly.

Even if you can write characters, it's like a dog pawing.

As for classical Chinese... Huo Ershao couldn't understand it at all.

He doesn't think there's anything, his brother and his father are like this, but he has a younger brother who likes to study...

Huo Ershao felt very sad.

The next day Mu Qiong got up early in the morning, first put the letter he wrote yesterday into the envelope, then put a stamp on it, wrote the address, put it in his arms, and then went downstairs.

Downstairs, Zhu Wanwan has already bought breakfast.

After learning how much her family's utility bills cost, Zhu Wanwan was not as reluctant to spend a single penny as she was at the beginning. At least she no longer insisted on making breakfast by herself. Sometimes she would go straight to buy some breakfast when she didn't have enough time. come to eat.

After all, it takes a lot of time to make breakfast by yourself. Among other things, it takes an hour to cook porridge.

The breakfast that Zhu Wanwan bought was fried rice.

Rice balls are rice balls made of glutinous rice with some fillings wrapped in the middle.

The traditional steamed rice in Shanghai is mainly filled with deep-fried fried dough sticks in a second pan until they are crispy. Then some sugar will be added to the sweet ones, and some pickles will be added to the salty ones.

Some sellers of boiled rice will also mix sesame seeds in the sugar. When you buy salty boiled rice, put a few peanuts and a little egg skin for you, and it will look very high-end.

And the fried rice that Zhu Wanwan bought is even more high-end... The rice made by other people's rice is ordinary white rice, but his rice is mixed with soy sauce and lard.

Zhu Wanwan herself likes sweet food. She bought a sweet rice ball wrapped in white rice with deep-fried dough sticks and sesame seeds and white sugar, but the ones she bought for Mu Qiong and Mu Changyu were salty rice balls made with rice mixed with lard and soy sauce. rice balls.

There are a little pickles, peanuts, egg skins, and crunchy fried dough sticks in the rice balls, which are very delicious.

The three of them ate the rice balls and went out together. When they went out, the door of the Fu's house next door was also opened, and Fu Yun'an and Fu Huai'an came out of the house together.

"Mr. Mu, why didn't I meet you before, so you got up so early!" Fu Huai'an greeted Mu Qiong with a smile when he saw Mu Qiong.

"You got up late." Fu Yun'an said, and said to Mu Qiong: "Morning."

"Brother, I've woken up very early! I haven't been getting enough sleep recently, so I have to stay at school for a while at noon!" Fu Huai'an was a little dissatisfied and aggrieved: "You think everyone is like you, waking up earlier than chickens and sleeping late Can you be more energetic than a dog later?"

Fu Yun'an: "..."

Mu Qiong felt that Fu Huai'an really deserved a beating.

"I want to send my sister to study, so I get up earlier." Mu Qiong said.

"So that's the case." Fu Huai said: "I was woken up by my brother today, and I wanted to sleep for a while."

The driver of the Fu family was already waiting by the side, Mu Qiong smiled at Fu Huai'an when he saw this, "It's getting late, we have to leave, see you at school."

"Wait." Fu Huai'an said: "Teacher Mu, let me go with you, I have something to tell you!"

"Okay." Mu Qiong agreed.

Hearing this, Fu Huai'an immediately waved to Fu Yun'an: "Brother, goodbye!"

Fu Yun'an: "..."

Fu Yun'an still had something to do, so he left in a rickshaw. Fu Huai'an followed Mu Qiong and said to Mu Qiong, "Mr. Mu, I've already started writing the novel you mentioned!"

"What did you write?" Mu Qiong asked.

Fu Huai'an said: "I'm writing about a young master from a rich family who is not valued by others. When he got into trouble, he was afraid of being scolded by his family, so he thought it would be nice if he could become smaller, but in the end he really became smaller... ..."

When a young person writes a novel for the first time, the protagonist of the novel will always subconsciously write a bit like himself.

Fu Huai'an is a bit like this.

Mu Qiong felt that the character of the protagonist he wrote was just like him.

But this is not a bad thing... Mu Qiong smiled and gave Fu Huai'an some advice, telling him not to write about flying.

Mu Qiong and Fu Huai'an chatted happily, but when Mu Changyu looked at Fu Huai'an, his eyes were wrong - before his brother sent her to study, he was always chatting with her!

She finds Fu Huai'an very unpleasant!

The two are neighbors, and Mu Changyu goes to Ping An Middle School every day, but she and Fu Huai'an are not familiar with each other.

She wouldn't take the initiative to talk to Fu Huai'an, as for Fu Huai'an, he has been busy learning English recently, and rarely has time to take care of his younger brothers. Little girls like Mu Changyu can't get into his eyes.

The relationship between the two is naturally not good at all.

"Brother, we have an English class today, and I don't quite understand that text." Mu Changyu said to Mu Qiong.

"I'll show you." Mu Qiong said.

Mu Changyu took out the book and gave it to Mu Qiong.

Mu Qiong took a few glances, then closed the book and began to recite it, and asked Mu Changyu to recite it with him.

Seeing this scene, Fu Huai'an curled his lips, and then went to talk to Zhu Wanwan: "Aunt Zhu, I went to the kitchen for dinner recently, why didn't I see you?"

Fu Huai'an's appearance is very attractive to people of Zhu Wanwan's age, plus Fu Huai'an is their neighbor, Zhu Wanwan usually takes good care of Fu Huai'an, and sometimes she will leave some for Fu Huai'an when she cooks some delicious dishes at school.

But in the past few days, she cooked meals in Ping'an Middle School, and always went to the orphanage after eating casually, and sometimes she simply ate at the orphanage, so she couldn't meet Fu Huai'an.

"I've been at the orphanage recently." Zhu Wanwan said.

"Is that the orphanage next to our school? Is there someone in it?" Fu Huai'an asked, "Are there any interesting children like Doudou?"

"In reality, there are no such lively orphans as Doudou. Those children are very pitiful." Zhu Wanwan told Fu Huai'an about the orphanage.

Mu Changyu: "..." Why is mom so nice to Fu Huai'an?

Chongxin School arrived soon, Mu Changyu entered the school, but Mu Qiong and the others walked towards Ping'an Middle School.

Along the way, Mu Qiong also put the letter he wrote into the mailbox.

After Zhu Wanwan went to Ping'an Middle School, she went to buy vegetables with Feng Xiaoya, and asked Feng Xiaoya to deal with the bought vegetables, and then went to the orphanage.

Mu Qiong sorted out the manuscript of "Wandering" written by himself, read it again, and corrected a few typos by the way.

Today is the day Dazhong Daily comes to him to pick up manuscripts as usual, and people from Dazhong Daily will come in the afternoon.

Speaking of which, "Wandering Tale" has been serialized in Dazhong Daily for a long time, and the sales volume of Dazhong Daily has been steadily increasing-in this era when there are few reading materials, novels are serialized in newspapers, and generally there will be no fewer readers but more readers.

The Dazhong Daily will come to pick up the manuscript every ten days, and send the last manuscript fee by the way, and Mu Qiong can get about 150 yuan for the manuscript every time he submits a manuscript of [-] to [-] words.

Although he is now spending a lot of money, he has saved a sum of money. Of course, compared with rich people, this money is still very little.

After finishing the manuscript, Mu Qiong went to teach the students.

As a result, as soon as he finished class, he saw a street light.

"Mr. Mu! Dean Zhu asked me to come to you, please go there quickly." Street Lamp said to Mu Qiong.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qiong asked puzzled.

Lu Deng said: "I don't know either, it seems that something happened to the newcomer."

The western doctor that Jin Huailai invited on the first day came to see those children every day for follow-up visits, and also gave them the "new medicine" he brought. The condition of these children has become better and better.

Now the street lamp says that something is wrong with those children... Is there something wrong with the medicine?

Mu Qiong followed the street lights to the orphanage, thinking about many things along the way, but when he arrived, he realized that things were completely different from what he thought.

Those children are fine. After using the new medicine, none of them got infected, and they are in good condition. But this time Zhu Wanwan called him over because Zhu Wanwan accidentally took care of the seriously injured child who was almost beaten to death. Zhong learned that the child was not thrown away, but lost.

This child is only four or five years old, not very old. When he just woke up, he only knew how to cry, and he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Everyone understands this, and no one forces him to speak. He looks for other children to find out the situation—in fact, other children know more, and they have been arrested for a long time. The youngest child was just brought back by those gangsters.

These days, Zhu Wanwan has been taking care of this child very carefully, and today, the child who has been silent for the past few days, talked to Zhu Wanwan.

After saying this, Zhu Wanwan realized that the child was not an orphan, but a lost one.

Zhu Wanwan told Mu Qiong about the matter, and then asked Mu Qiong what to do—Jin Huailai was not here today, she was a little out of ideas, and didn't know how to find the child's parents.

Mu Qiong tried to chat with the child, but unfortunately the child couldn't tell clearly, but the other children did talk about the child's clothes when he came.

"Mother, we can find his parents in the newspaper." Mu Qiong said.

"By the way, you can publish it in the newspaper." Zhu Wanwan said, "The parents of this child don't know how anxious they are..."

If the child is really lost, his parents must be very worried... Mu Qiong wrote down the child's situation and characteristics one by one with a pen and paper, and showed it to Zhu Wanwan.

"That's it, no problem." Zhu Wanwan said.

"As long as there is no problem." Mu Qiong put away the paper, and then remembered something: "By the way, mother... Shouldn't it be time to make lunch?"

Zhu Wanwan was startled, and immediately jumped up: "I almost forgot!" She said, and ran outside.

Quite energetic.

Zhu Wanwan spends very little time cooking recently, and usually cooks and steams vegetables.

The former is quick to do, and the latter can be done by Feng Xiaoya, which saves time.

Regarding this situation, the teachers of Ping'an Middle School have no opinion at all. After all, Zhu Wanwan's dishes are really delicious... Especially, Zhu Wanwan has recently started to use chili peppers.

Stir-fried cowpea with sliced ​​pork belly and a little chili, these teachers can quickly empty the plate. In addition, fried eggplant is also very delicious, as well as pickled vegetables and loofah and steamed pork belly after buying it in the morning and salting it for a while. Steak and steamed fish...

The dishes on the table are very rich, and it doesn't take Zhu Wanwan much time to prepare them - Feng Xiaoya did all the preparation work, and she also did the steaming.

Mu Qiong ate a lot, and after eating, he went to the office, intending to write something.

As a result, as soon as he returned to the office, he saw Fu Yun'an.

Ever since he and Fu Yun'an watched movies together, he met Fu Yun'an more and more times. In the past few days, Fu Yun'an came to Ping'an Middle School every day to sit or listen to his lectures.

Mu Qiong was very happy to have such a friend as Fu Yun'an, but faintly, he felt something was wrong.