"Teacher Lin, do you know Little Black Mountain Village?" Jichun University, in the teacher's office of the Chinese Department, Zhou Rong called the male teacher in his fifties next to him and asked.

"You know, why don't you know, our famous rich village in Jichun." Teacher Lin put down the thermos cup in his hand, looked at Zhou Rong, and suddenly said, "Oh! You just came, you may not know, just a few canteens in our school, every day the vegetables and meat are sent by the Xiaoshan Village Agricultural Products Company! ”

"There is also an agricultural products trading company in Xiaoshan Village?" Zhou Rong felt more and more puzzled, and the curiosity in her heart grew like a weed in spring.

"It's been a long time, and I heard that it was the collective funding of their village, the villagers raised funds, the agricultural bureaus in the town and city strongly supported it, and the government came forward to guarantee them, and they also borrowed a lot of money from the bank to make it happen." Teacher Lin said.

I was also wondering in my heart, why this teacher Zhou, who has always been high and does not eat fireworks in the world, suddenly became interested in Xiaoshan Village.

And Mr. Lin also knew about Zhou Rong's family, her husband cheated on her, found a young and beautiful girl, and divorced not long ago.

But Teacher Lin didn't see anything abnormal from Zhou Rong's face.

I don't know if I didn't take this matter to heart at all, or if I hid all my emotions in the bottom of my heart and didn't want to show it to others.

After all, that's not a glorious thing.

"Teacher Lin, how do you know so clearly?" Zhou Rong asked suspiciously.

"Newspapers!" Teacher Lin said: "Jiangliao Daily and Jichun Daily reported on Xiaoheishan Village at the beginning, and also called on all rural collectives and state-owned units in Jiangliao to learn from Xiaoheishan Village." ”

"You just came back from Yanjing, it's not surprising that you don't know."

"But if you're interested, you can go to the mailroom or the library and take a look at the old newspapers."

Generally, there will be storage of old newspapers and magazines in these schools, but not necessarily, because newspapers are likely to be taken away by someone, pasting wallpaper, bags and things.

"I know, thank you, Mr. Lin!" Zhou Rong's polite words, combined with his demeanor and expression, and the tone of his speech, Teacher Lin had a feeling that was not quite the same as before.

But thinking about what happened to Zhou Rong a few days ago, Teacher Lin was also relieved.

For a month in a row, Feng Huacheng could only sit in the new girlfriend's house, no, it should be said that it was the new daughter-in-law, since the woman's parents came once, it was self-defeating, and the woman directly dragged Feng Huacheng to the Civil Affairs Bureau and pulled the marriage certificate.

The banquet was not set, so he lived in the woman's hut and lived his own life.

The newlywed Yan'er is inevitably like glue, and the honey is oily, but now that the two of them have no jobs, they naturally can't sit back and eat empty, Feng Huacheng wrote a few manuscripts and sent them to the magazine, but they were all returned.

In the entire Jiangliao Province, all the publishing houses, magazines, and newspapers, almost none of them are willing to accept Feng Huacheng's manuscripts, without exception.

Moreover, the public opinion of Feng Huacheng has intensified, and I don't know when it has risen to the ideological and moral issues of the entire literary circle, and even the Ministry of Culture inquired about this matter, and Youth Daily even pushed this topic to the forefront again with a report on "How to look at the moral problems of current literary workers".

This is something that even Wang Chong did not expect.

However, Feng Huacheng has been working diligently in writing manuscripts for more than a year, earning a lot of money, and for a while, he doesn't have to worry about life with his new daughter-in-law.

But this is not a long-term solution.

Feng Huacheng knew the truth of sitting and eating empty, but for a while, he was helpless about the current situation.

And the current Feng Huacheng can't take care of this at all, in his opinion, the most important thing at the moment is his daughter Feng Yue.

"Yueyue, Yueyue, listen to me!" On the road not far from the school gate, Feng Huacheng stopped in front of Feng Yue's bicycle.

"I don't listen!" Feng Yue twisted the front of the car and planned to go around directly, but Feng Huacheng pressed the head of the bicycle and begged bitterly: "Yueyue, Dad really has something to say to you." ”

Feng Yue is now seeing that Feng Huacheng is angry,

"Yueyue, is that so?" Zhou Cong looked at Feng Yue from a distance, and immediately sped up and rushed over.

"He won't let me go!" Feng Yue didn't even call his father directly, and directly replaced him with him.

Zhou Cong wanted to call his uncle, but now that Feng Huacheng and Zhou Rong were divorced, he changed his words when the words came to his lips: "Mr. Feng, this is the intersection of the school, if you don't get out of the way, I can call the security guard." ”

Feng Huacheng was not afraid at all, and said confidently: "Yueyue is my daughter, I am her father, don't you even have the right to see her?" ”

"You're not my dad, I don't have a dad!" Feng Yue's voice was almost roaring, and this voice also attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"This is the school gate, and there are all our classmates next to it, are you sure you want to make trouble here, and you want to make this matter known to the whole school?" Zhou Cong said in a deep voice, even his face instantly turned cold, staring at Feng Huacheng, his gaze gradually sharpened.

Feng Huacheng looked at the strange eyes around him, and the hands that were tightly grasping the bicycle faucet and didn't let go, subconsciously chose to let go.

Feng Yue hurriedly drove away without looking back.

"Yueyue!"

No matter how Feng Huacheng shouted, Feng Yue turned a deaf ear, and the bicycle under his feet was fast, and he had disappeared into the tide of people on the long street.

"Yueyue, you...... I really don't plan to ......."

"Cousin, since he cheated on my mother behind his back, divorced my mother, and betrayed our family, he is no longer my father."

Feng Yue's heart was like a knife, and the gentleness, tolerance, and love that once came from his father became like a dream bubble from that moment on, which made Feng Yue feel disgusting.

Feng Yue really doesn't like Zhou Rong's mother, she doesn't like Zhou Rong to manage her everywhere and restrain her, but she doesn't like it, Feng Yue is not the kind of person who doesn't know what to do, she knows that Zhou Rong cares about her and says that she is all for her good, but many times, Feng Yue can't help but want to fight against Zhou Rong.

But the more this is the case, the more Feng Yue can be withdrawn from Zhou Rong's care, otherwise, it is not better to completely treat it as nothing.

Once, Feng Yue once loved Feng Huacheng, a father who would love her, would look towards her, and would help her speak when her mother Zhou Rong scolded her and said that her father's feelings were better than that of her mother Zhou Rong.

Feng Yue is not a fool, although Feng Huacheng and Zhou Rong tried their best to hide in front of her and maintain a harmonious appearance, Feng Huacheng's derailment crushed the glimmer of hope for a beautiful family in Feng Yue's heart back to dust.

"Yueyue!"

"Slow down!"

It's not the afterlife, although there are cars on the road, but the number is not much, but I can't stand Feng Yue's speed too fast, it's the rush hour after school, near the school, the flow of people is turbulent, and it's still very dangerous.

Zhou Cong gritted his teeth, his upper body fell forward, his feet were forced, and his speed increased suddenly, surpassing Feng Yue, several times in a row, before he was forced to stop, and reprimanded with a straight face: "Why are you doing so fast, there are so many people on the road, so many cars, what can you do if something happens." ”

Feng Yue had tears in her eyes, shook her lips, and just looked at Zhou Cong straight without speaking.

Zhou Cong sighed, parked the bicycle, walked up to Feng Yue, and said softly: "Okay, cousin knows that you are sad, but the matter has come to this point, and it is useless for you to be sad." ”

Zhou Cong knew that Feng Yue's heart at this time must be the most painful and helpless, but he had never experienced this kind of experience, although he could feel Feng Yue's pain and sadness, but he couldn't understand the extent of this sadness and pain at all.

Zhou Cong also knew that his persuasion was just a few words of chicken soup for a bystander, and for Feng Yue, it didn't play a role at all, and only time could heal the pain.

The brother and sister pushed the cart and walked side by side, slowly moving in the direction of home.

Zhou Cong couldn't rest assured that Feng Yue had been with her, sent her back to the old mansion of the light word piece, and said hello to Li Suhua before riding back to his home.

Before going home, Feng Yue had already wiped away her tears and adjusted her emotions for a while before she cleaned up her mentality.

Feng Yue has now moved back to the old house with Zhou Rong, and took the initiative to ask Ying to sleep in the back room with Zhou Rong.

These days, Zhou Rong's mood and mentality are also gradually recovering.

It's just Feng Yue's review, but it has been delayed a lot because of this matter.

Feng Huacheng was still waiting for Feng Yue outside the school gate every day, seeing that the final exam would be in a few days, Feng Yue's abnormality was also noticed by Zhou Rong, Feng Yue didn't want Zhou Rong to see Feng Huacheng who made her sad again, so she didn't tell Zhou Rong about it.

Although Zhou Rong is not familiar with the world, she is a very smart person, how can she not notice Feng Yue's abnormality.

So one afternoon, when there was no class, I ran to wait outside Feng Yue's school, and before school ended, I saw Feng Huacheng who appeared outside the school gate.

Zhou Rong was suddenly furious, and she didn't get angry, she stood up directly, coldly stared at Feng Huacheng, and asked, "What are you doing here!" ”

Seeing Zhou Rong suddenly, Feng Huacheng was still a little weak-hearted, but after thinking about it, his cheating was not all his fault, and the reason why his daughter was so unkind to see him was probably instigated by Zhou Rong behind him······

Feng Huacheng, who made up a bitter ethical drama in his brain, faced Zhou Rong, his heart was empty, and he didn't have the slightest fear, because of Zhou Rong's almost murderous gaze, he glared back, "Yueyue is not your daughter alone, she is also my daughter, I, who is a father, come to see my daughter, do I still have your consent?" ”

Looking at Feng Huacheng, who clearly made a mistake, but was still so upright, Zhou Rong instantly exploded, "Shameless villain, how can you still run to Yueyue with confidence!" ”

"I said why Yueyue looked wrong these days, it turned out to be you!"

"What's wrong with me?" Feng Huacheng showed no weakness.

Zhou Rong glared angrily, angry: "You bastard, Feng Huacheng, you are an out-and-out bastard!" ”

"I'm a jerk, so what are you?" Forget each other in the rivers and lakes, for these two people, it is a fantasy.

As early as the moment of divorce, both parties are destined to no longer have the possibility of peace.

"Now when do you not know? Yueyue is about to take the final exam, followed by the third year of high school, it's not enough for you to cheat, you have to bother Yueyue at this time, right? Zhou Rong stretched out her hand and pointed at Feng Huacheng, and asked Feng Huacheng in a hoarse and angry voice.

Feng Huacheng's face was a little ugly, how could he not know that it was almost the end of the term.

I was about to refute it, when suddenly a bell rang.

It was the bell of the school at the end of the school day.

The two of them were all in the same place, Feng Huacheng looked at Zhou Rong, the two looked at each other, and there were faint sparks flying in the void.

"It's already out of school, if you're not afraid that Yueyue will be laughed at at school, you can continue to quarrel with me here." Feng Huacheng said coldly, his tone full of contempt and mockery.

Zhou Rong was furious, but when she thought of her daughter, the students who were already faintly visible rushing towards the school gate forcibly suppressed her anger: "Find a place." ”

"Good!" Feng Huacheng did not refuse, and responded in one bite, which was exactly what he thought in his heart.

I don't know how the two discussed, anyway, after that day, Feng Huacheng never came to the school to find Feng Yue again.

In Feng Yue's incomprehension and doubts, the final exam came as scheduled.

Zhou Cong, as usual, played normally, performed well, and won the first place in the grade.

Zhou Ming and Zhou Ling's grades were average, thirteen in one grade and tenth in a class.

looked at the rankings, but in fact, it was a difference between cloud and mud, and after the results came out, Zhou Ling didn't give Zhou Ming a good look for several days.

Little Tail is only in elementary school, the grades are average, the two subjects only scored more than 90 points, and even the mathematics did not get a full score, which made the little guy very dissatisfied, Zhou Ling, who had the worst grades among the brothers and sisters, often got full marks in mathematics when he was in elementary school.

There is also Feng Yue, whose grades were not as good as Zhou Cong's, only one hand wrote a good composition, and suddenly changed, and he had no intention of reviewing, and the results of the final exam were naturally conceivable.

After the final exam results came out, Feng Yue thought that what was waiting for him would be Zhou Rong's reprimand.

But when she brought the notice to Zhou Rong, Zhou Rong sighed, but rarely didn't blame her, but raised her hand and rubbed Feng Yue's head very gently, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's my mother who dragged you down." ”

With just one sentence, Feng Yue was completely broken.

Holding Zhou Rong, the tears couldn't stop falling: "Mom, I'm sorry, it's me who didn't work hard enough, I promise you that I will work hard next semester." ”

Zhou Rong didn't keep a straight face as usual, but showed a rare and slightly awkward smile on her face: "The final exam is not important, and it doesn't matter if you succeed or fail for a while, there is still a year to go in the college entrance examination, as long as you are willing to work hard and put your heart into it, no matter what the final result is, my mother will be proud of you." ”

If Wang Zhong was here, his jaw would definitely drop when he heard this.

This kind of thing would come out of Zhou Rong's mouth.

Feng Yue couldn't be moved.

That night, the mother and daughter who slept on the same bed talked all night, which was also an open conversation between the mother and daughter in the real sense since Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng divorced.

Zhou Rong told Feng Yue about her past, the story of her childhood, and even talked about her past with Feng Huacheng very plainly, and talked about the bits and pieces when she got along with the newborn Feng Yue when she was in Guizhou Province.

Those pictures that Feng Yue didn't have any impression of at all, under the backdrop of Zhou Rong's concise and beautiful words, in Feng Yue's mind, a vivid picture was constructed.

A few days later, the mother and daughter rode bicycles and wore sunhats, and under the leadership of Feng Yue, they headed towards Xiaoshan Village.

The original dirt road of more than 20 miles has been paved with asphalt and drawn lines, and there are bicycles and motorcycles going back and forth on the spacious two-way four-lane road, and tractors occasionally appear.

Just looking at this road, Zhou Rong was a little surprised.

Although Xiaoshan Village is near the provincial highway, it is not connected to the provincial highway, and there is no national highway passing by, so it is naturally impossible to have such a spacious asphalt road.

Not only has the road surface changed, but even the route has changed, the original more than 20 miles, shortened to the current 18 miles, but fortunately, there is no change in the general upward direction.

Not long after, Little Black Mountain Village has appeared in the eyes of the mother and daughter.

"This is Little Black Mountain Village?" Although she had heard about the current appearance of Xiaoshan Village from Li Suhua's mouth, when she saw it with her own eyes, Zhou Rong still couldn't hide her shock.

······

Wang Chonggang came back from the magazine, with the recent opening of the provincial market, the Honghuang martial arts myth magazine officially landed in many regions of the country at the same time, the sales of the magazine rose exponentially, and the whole magazine was busy.

The first physical books of "The Flood Wilderness" and "The Romance of the Dragon and Snake" were also officially published and landed in the national market, and once they were released, they caused a sensation, and book fans rushed to buy them.

In just three days, the total sales of the first volume of the two books exceeded one million, and this news directly shocked the entire magazine.

Playing other things may not be much Wang Chong, but playing with public opinion, I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running, Wang Chong immediately asked Shao Jingwen to publish news in major newspapers, the theme is: sales exceeded one million in three days.

As soon as it was published, it caused quite a stir in the literary world.

It also further stimulated the market.

A week later, the first volume of the two books sold more than three million in its first week.

How could Wang Chong let go of such a good publicity opportunity.

The popularity of the work is not only related to the quality of the work, but also closely related to the means and methods of marketing.

If this is placed in the real society, Wang Chong's method is simply crude and cannot be more crude, there is no technical content at all, it is all leftover things used by others.

But at this time, this method is still very novel.

Speaking of which, Wang Chong is still a little guilty.

On the sofa, Wang Zhong leaned on the sofa, put his feet on the coffee table, lying on his back, with his eyes closed, Zhou Ling stood behind Wang Chong very obediently, and gently pressed on Wang Chong's head with skillful techniques.

"Dad has been working all day, it must have been hard!"

The corners of Wang Chong's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were still closed, enjoying the intimate service of the little padded jacket.

"Dad, are you comfortable? Should you focus on the strength again? Zhou Ling asked intimately.

"It's okay, it's very strong!"

"Dad, you see I've been pressing you for so long, can you promise something to you!" Pressing, Zhou Ling leaned into Wang Chong's ear and said coquettishly.

"Say, what's the purpose?" Wang Zhong still closed his eyes and said lightly.

"I want a hundred copies of Your Autographed Romance of the Dragon and Snake." Zhou Ling had a smile on her face.

"A hundred?" Wang Zhong was frightened by this girl and bounced straight off the sofa.

"Why do you want so much?"

It's not the future generations, the signing meeting is in the embryonic state, Wang Chong has always been lazy, how can he get such a troublesome thing about the signing meeting.

Some of the books signed by Wang Chong will be given to some old readers, friends with good relations, and a very small number of lucky people who jump out of the letters sent to the magazine will receive books signed by Wang Chong.

"Do people work?" Zhou Ling continued to shake Wang Chong's hand coquettishly.

"Don't even think about a hundred copies, ten at most!" As soon as Wang Chong's voice fell, Zhou Ling jumped up excitedly: "Ten books are ten books, it's okay, don't cheat." ”

As he spoke, he immediately let go of the hand that was massaging Wang Chong, and walked away, and after a while, I saw this girl walking over with ten brand-new copies of "Romance of the Dragon and Snake".

Put the book on the coffee table, take out Wang Chong's fountain pen from his pocket, hold it in both hands, and happily lead his hand slightly sideways: "Dear Mr. Chongwen, please?" ”

Wang Chong looked at her angrily: "You are here with me to reduce the price!" ”

"Then don't you also sit on the ground and pay back! I agreed! Zhou Ling said quirkily: "The two of us are now unanimous and have successfully reached cooperation." ”

"Where did you learn this, it's still a set, even my own dad has a routine." Although he said so, Wang Chong's movements were not slow, he took the pen, opened the cover of the book, and signed the pen name "Chongwen" like a cloud.

"Wait!" Wang Chong was about to close the book, but Zhou Ling hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Wang Chong's eastward departure.

"Huh?" The king glanced at the girl again.

But she didn't see it: "Write one more sentence: I hope Comrade Li Jianguo will succeed in his studies." ”

Looking at this girl's delicate appearance, Wang Zhong shook his head helplessly and added such a sentence.

But this is not over, I just heard Zhou Ling continue: "Every book has to be written like this, and the name of the person is changed." ”

"I can't help it."

If this were someone else, Wang Chongli wouldn't bother to pay attention to it, but his own little padded jacket would leak a little bit of air.

"It's time to eat!" Before Wang Chong finished signing, Zheng Juan's shout came from the kitchen.

"Sign it first, sign it and eat it later." It seems that Wang Chong ran away and didn't admit it, and the little girl immediately urged.

Wang Zhong looked at her and said, "You girl." In the end, he shook his head helplessly, and there was only a few words left and right, and he couldn't delay much.

After writing the last book, Wang Zhong tightened the pen sleeve and said angrily: "These are okay!" ”

Zhou Ling was already smiling, and when she heard this, she bent down slightly, took a sip, and kissed Wang Chong's cheek: "Thank you, Dad!" Daddy is the best! ”

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to pick up the ten new books and go straight back to the room.

"Put it away and eat first, and then talk about the rest after eating, otherwise I won't come back."

"Got it!"

Zhou Ling replied without replying.