"My mother is about 1.6 meters and a little fat, is there a suitable size for this style and color?"

Zhao Yan turned over and held a blue short-sleeved shirt, and while describing it, he also used his hand to roughly compare his mother's body shape, and asked the saleswoman very seriously. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After listening carefully, the saleswoman nodded with a smile on her face: "Yes, yes!" Handsome guy! It's common for your mom to have this kind of body size, and we definitely have this size here! Wait! I'll get it for you! ”

"Good!"

Zhao Yan smiled, watching the saleswoman walk quickly to the side of the container to get the clothes, and her eyes looked at the other clothes in the row of hangers in front of her.

Zhu Xiu stood next to him and listened to his serious conversation with the salesman, the corner of her eye paid attention to Zhao Yan's gaze, she thought that the female salesman had gone over to get the clothes, and Zhao Yan should have peeked at her twice, but the corner of her eye just didn't see Zhao Yan glance at her again.

This......

Zhu Xiu felt a little frustrated in his heart.

At this moment, another young saleswoman walked up to her and asked with a smile, "Miss!" Do you want to buy clothes for your mother? Do you have a favorite style? We have a lot of colors to choose from for every piece of clothing here! Don't know which style you prefer? ”

"Uh......"

Zhu Xiu was just about to wave his hand to let the saleswoman go away, when the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhao Yan looking at her with a little curiosity at this time, so the words that came to his lips became: "Uh, that's right!" I wanted to buy my mom two summer clothes......"

Saying that, Zhu Xiu casually picked out two styles that were still fashionable and elegant, and said, "These two are good, help me wrap them!" ”

The smile on the saleswoman's face was even more amiable, her hands folded on her lower abdomen, and she asked with a smile: "Okay!" What size does your mother wear? Or, can you describe your mother's height and approximate body shape? ”

"Uh......"

Zhu Xiu remembered that she almost missed the trick, and quickly described her mother's height and body shape before her death, and after the saleswoman also smiled and walked quickly to get the goods, Zhu Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When he paid attention to Zhao Yan out of the corner of his eye, he found that the child was already talking to the saleswoman who came back with the goods, looking at the clothes he had just brought, and after finding no problems, he walked to the cashier to pay.

Zhao Yan soon went to other areas to choose clothes for his mother and sister, Zhu Xiu paid the bill, carrying the two middle-aged women's clothes in the bag, a little depressed, her mother died as early as when she was in middle school, and her hometown was not in Nanjing, who did these two clothes give to?

The planned task made no progress, but two middle-aged women's clothes were bought that were completely useless to her.

Until Zhao Yan left the mall, Zhuxiu didn't say a word to Zhao Yan.

This kid seemed to look at her twice more when he first saw her, and then his gaze basically didn't stay on her for more than three seconds.

……

Zhao Yan has been wandering around various shopping malls and shops until the sunset is about to set the horizon, and then he ended this big purchase and drove back to school.

By this time, his trunk was almost full.

……

On the afternoon of Zhao Yan's home, he received a call from Zhou Xiaoyun, editor-in-chief of Kyushu Reading.

At that time, Zhao Yan had just arrived home for less than an hour, and the little sister was constantly going upstairs and downstairs, happily trying on all kinds of clothes and skirts that Zhao Yan bought for her, and she was so happy that she kept going upstairs and downstairs, tired and sweaty, and she didn't see her shouting tired, and her little face was full of happy smiles.

The mother and eldest sister were still packing up the food, clothing, and use that Zhao Yan brought back, and the mother kept nagging Zhao Yan to spend money indiscriminately, but the smile on her face never disappeared.

The eldest sister is very gentle, while helping to clean up, she listens to the little sister's shouting and mother's nagging with a smile, and the most interesting is Zhao Yan's father Zhao Dongrong.

Holding a cigarette that Zhao Yan brought back to him in his left hand, and holding a Sydney pear bought by Zhao Yan in his right hand, he smoked and gnawed on the pear, and from time to time he stabbed Zhao Yan with two sentences, such as: "This loser!" "I made some money and burned in a panic! "This pear is not very sweet! You kid also buys things? The pears I bought at a high price ...... taste like this."

In the past, when my father said this about himself and stimulated himself, Zhao Yan always had a rebellious mentality, and he couldn't help but fight a few words, and then his mother would inevitably stand on his side and scold his father with him, but this time Zhao Yan listened with a smile, and sometimes echoed two sentences, his attitude made his father Zhao Dongrong a little unhappy, and glanced at him with strange eyes from time to time.

Zhao Yan gradually grew up and became sensible.

Especially after experiencing the days when he was trapped in Lu Yang's world before, he slept like a vegetative person in Daming's body in the hospital for more than half a month, and after that incident, he understood a lot.

learned to cherish everything his parents gave him, including their nagging and talking, and the half month that he was trapped in Lu Yang's world and couldn't come back, he really missed this family, missed his mother, eldest sister, and little sister, including his father, who basically didn't give him good looks and good words since he was a child.

I miss it so much!

I miss my mother's braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, old chicken soup, and many, many more; I miss the xiaolongbao, porridge, and soy milk that my eldest sister brought to the table for him in advance every morning; I also miss the little face wrinkled when the little sister quarreled with him, the occasional kick on his little feet, and even the little report that the little sister often beat him, and even the brief irritability that the little sister quietly climbed up to his attic in the early morning and tricked him into waking up; And Dad's cold eyes......

When he was trapped in Lu Yang's world, Zhao Yan would always inadvertently suddenly miss everything in this family, and would think of many things that he usually forgot.

For example, Dad, although in Zhao Yan's memory, Dad never gave him a good face and good words, and never praised him, but when he was trapped in Zhao Yan's world, he remembered the severe high fever when he was four or five years old, and remembered that when he had a high fever and burned in a daze, Dad ran down the stairs with him in a hurry, when Dad's red eyes were about to go down to the first floor, he suddenly lost his foot and rolled down the stairs, but he still held him tightly in his arms. He once mischievously smashed the glass of a very bad-tempered neighbor's house, and the short-tempered man of the neighbor's house caught up with him and slapped him, and when his father saw it, he yelled and rushed up to fight with the neighbor man, and his head was broken and he limped home.

I still remember that when he was eight years old, his father didn't know what illness he had, lying on the hospital bed, those big rough hands kept touching his head, touching his little hands, tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes, his lips trembled slightly and kept saying: "Ah Yan!" Ah Yan...... What would you do if Daddy died? Ah Yan! Daddy is dying...... Daddy is dying! My son...... My son ......"

In the past, when he was with his father every day, Zhao Yan always remembered his father's scolding and cold eyes on him, and even often hated him in his heart.

When he was trapped in Lu Yang's world and couldn't come back, when Zhao Yan was homesick, he slowly remembered that his father also loved him so much, but his love with his mother was different, he always hated iron and steel, hated him for always being evil and evil, out of tune, not good at studying, always like to read novels, like to practice martial arts, and like to fight with others.

In fact, would Daddy not like him?

He's his only son! All the hard work was put into him.

Some time ago, when Zhao Yan woke up in the hospital, when he saw his father for the first time, his father had lost a lot of weight, he couldn't see the flesh on his face, his beard was unkempt, and his eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul.

When he saw him on the hospital bed looking at him with his eyes open, his father's eyes were red, but he immediately turned around and didn't let him see him cry.

Sensibility is a very wonderful experience, and some people have never been sensible for a day in their lives; Some people start to be sensible very early; Some people have to go through a major accident before they come to their senses.

Zhao Yan was not sensible early, once he almost became the kind of little ruffian on the street, and today, he has finally grown a lot, and he began to understand the love of his parents, understand the hard work of his parents, and his mind began to slowly learn to tolerate, tolerate every shortcoming of his family, and even began to like his mother's nagging, his father's cold words, and his eyebrows were cold.

Looking at the gifts he bought, which could make his family so happy, Zhao Yan was very satisfied, in addition to the ambition of trying to get ahead, he found another reason for him to continue to work hard - for his father and mother to be proud of him, in order to be able to report the care of his eldest sister for many years, and to protect and take care of his sister in the future.

Taking care of his sister is the responsibility of his older brother!

He began to understand that he should take his own responsibility!

He's a man! In the past, the way he proved that he was a man was with both fists and feet, and in the future, there will be one more way!

It was in this state of mind that Zhao Yan received a call from the editor-in-chief of Kyushu Reading Zhou Xiaoyun.

Seeing that it was her number that came in, the happy smile on the corner of Zhao Yan's mouth became a little bigger, and while connecting the call, he went upstairs and went to his attic.

"Hello? Hello! Editor-in-Chief Zhou! "Zhao Yan.

"Hello! Zhao Yan! Calling you at this time didn't bother you with anything, right? Zhou Xiaoyun's words were very polite, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Zhao Yan: "Hehe, no! I'm at home now, is there any good news for Editor-in-Chief Zhou? ”

Zhou Xiaoyun: "Hehe, yes! Zhao Yan! We have been very happy to cooperate with your last book, and our side has reviewed the manuscript of your new book, so there will be no problem in signing a contract for publication! Hehe, I'm calling you today to tell you the good news! What do you think? Do you have any requirements for the remuneration of this book? ”

Zhou Xiaoyun didn't immediately say her offer, but asked Zhao Yan about this first.

Zhao Yan had already walked to the second floor, and the wooden door on the second floor was already in sight, and he smiled when he heard this: "Editor-in-Chief Zhou!" What about the price you give? Based on the quality of my new book, what price can you give me? ”

"We're ......"

Zhou Xiaoyun paused and said, "Zhao Yan! Look at it! We compare the price of your last work, and we mention 200 yuan for 1,000 words! Your last work was 150 yuan for 1,000 words, right? What do you think? ”

Zhao Yan pushed open the door of the attic and walked in, closed the door casually, and when he heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "Why is it like me to go to this work?" Didn't I already get a royalty share for my last work? 10% royalty share, why did you start to get a fixed manuscript fee this time? ”

"Huh!"

On the phone, Zhou Xiaoyun chuckled lightly, and explained to Zhao Yan in a patient tone: "Zhao Yan! Don't be in a hurry to be disgusted, okay? Actually, how to say it! I have been in the publishing industry for many years, and I have signed a lot of various contracts, in my personal experience, in fact, there are advantages to getting a fixed manuscript fee, and there are advantages to getting royalty sharing, and of course, there are disadvantages to each other! For example, if we sign you a royalty share, and as a result, the sales of your new book are not as good as your psychological expectations, and the sales are not as good as the previous "Smiling Proud Jianghu", then, it is likely that the manuscript fee that you can get for this new book every month will be greatly reduced, and the manuscript fee that you can get in the end is likely to be less than 200 words per thousand. ”

Zhao Yan's brows furrowed even tighter, he stopped in the middle of the attic, and said hesitantly: "Editor-in-chief Zhou!" You mean you can only sign me a contract of 200 words for 1,000 words this time? Royalty sharing is out of the fun, is it? ”

On the phone, Zhou Xiaoyun chuckled again and continued to reassure: "Zhao Yan! Don't rush to get angry just yet, okay? We haven't signed a contract yet, we're communicating! So, let me tell you! Let me first state that I give you a contract of 200 thousand words this time, I really want us to cooperate for a long time, we are very optimistic about your future development prospects, all thinking that this contract can give you more protection, definitely not to reduce your remuneration! ”

Zhao Yan was still frowning, but since Zhou Xiaoyun said it like this, then he forced himself to suppress the impatience in his heart, and said briefly: "I'm listening!" You said! ”

Zhou Xiaoyun's voice was still smiling: "Very good!" You're good to hear! Zhao Yan! To tell you the truth, this new book you contributed to us is Tianlong Jiu...... Wrong! Tenryu Babu, right? ”

Zhao Yan: "Yes! ”

Zhou Xiaoyun: "Okay! To be honest, the result of our review of your new book is that its opening is not as high quality as your previous work, and the setting of the male and female protagonists is not the most pleasing kind, and the editors we reviewed actually suggested that I continue to give you royalty shares, because in that case, the remuneration we need to pay you every month is likely to be much less! But what! I'm optimistic about your future! I also understand that it is difficult for an author to write two high-quality works in a row over a period of time! Therefore, I hope to use a fixed remuneration to ensure that you can continue to create with peace of mind, without being discouraged and hastily ending because this new book may not sell well, your royalty share is not much, and the manuscript fee you can get every month is far less than your previous work! Zhao Yan! You trust me! Sign a contract of 200 for you, it's really my good for you! I want to help you! I hope you don't misunderstand! ”

(PS: In the first half of this chapter, I once again found the feeling of writing 2003, and once again I burst into tears while writing, and found the emotion of writing.) (To be continued.) )