Liu Qiaozhen only hated that she was too illiterate, and she couldn't read a few words on the envelope, which made her feel a little inferior.

Gao Jialin's attention at the moment was all on these letters, and he didn't notice the change in Liu Qiaozhen's mind at all. He grabbed the letter and looked eagerly at the contents of the envelope.

"This is the letter of "Poetry Magazine", this is "Poetry Forest", as well as "Poetry Tide" and "Green Wind" poetry magazines. Great, all four magazines have replied! ”

With a somewhat trembling hand, Gogarin carefully tore open the reply to the "Poetry Magazine", took out the letterhead, and looked greedily at the contents.

Liu Qiaozhen waited eagerly on the side, and finally couldn't help it, and asked, "Brother Galin, how is it?" Is it published? ”

Gao Jialin suddenly turned around, hugged Liu Qiaozhen high, turned the circle vigorously, and shouted excitedly: "It's published!" Published! Qiaozhen, my poems were published, in the "Poetry Magazine", in the most powerful poetry magazine in the country! ”

Liu Qiaozhen was shocked by Gao Jialin's sudden hug, and the blood rushed to Liu Qiaozhen's head, and the whole person was hit by a huge warm current, and became dumbfounded, and even Gao Jialin's words were not heard clearly.

Half ringing, until Gogarin put her down and apologized repeatedly, saying that he was just too excited. Only then did Liu Qiaozhen react, "Brother Garin, it's okay!" Is your poem really published? In the most powerful magazine in the country? Can the whole country see the poems you wrote? ”

Liu Qiaozhen looked at Gao Jialin and nodded again and again, only then did she believe it, holding Gao Jialin's hand and jumping and jumping, looking happier than Gao Jialin.

Liu Qiaozhen carefully unfolded the letter of "Poetry Magazine" and asked Gao Jialin to read it to her word by word.

When Liu Qiaozhen heard that the editor-in-chief highly admired the song "Birds and Fish" and did not hesitate to praise it, her heart was sweeter than honey, full of admiration for Gao Jialin. At the same time, Liu Qiaozhen's heart is also full of pride, the man I Qiaozhen likes is not ordinary, even the editor-in-chief of the most powerful magazine in the country praises him so much and admires him.

After reading the letter, Gao Jialin took out a remittance slip in the envelope, and when he saw it, it was not bad, and the "Poetry Magazine" gave him a manuscript fee of 50 yuan. This price is already very high in this era, generally speaking, a poem by a newcomer is about twenty, unless it is a particularly long poem.

Liu Qiaozhen carefully put the letter back into the envelope, looked up and saw the remittance slip in Gao Jialin's hand, and asked, "Brother Jialin, why did this magazine send you money?" ”

Gao Garin was almost bursting into laughter, "Sister Qiaozhen, I worked hard to write poems to them, and the magazine will definitely pay you!" ”

Liu Qiaozhen's face turned red, she thought that publishing articles only had fame, but she didn't expect to make money. She leaned over to take a look, recognized the words 50 yuan on the check, and immediately exclaimed: "Wow! Galingo, you've made so much money with just one poem! ”

To say that 50 yuan was a lot of money at that time, almost equivalent to eight or nine thousand yuan now. A senior worker's monthly salary is only this number, no wonder Liu Qiaozhen was surprised!

Gao Garin laughed, "Qiaozhen, don't be too surprised, there's something behind here!" ”

"That's right! There are still three letters left unopened! Liu Qiaozhen remembered that there were three more letters, and waited expectantly for Gao Jialin to reveal the mystery.

Gao Jialin looked at Liu Qiaozhen very interestingly, and couldn't help handing her the rest of the letter, and said, "Otherwise, Qiaozhen, you help me open the letter, and I'll read it to you." ”

"Really?" Liu Qiaozhen's heart was full of joy, Gao Jialin was willing to hand over such an important matter to herself, so that she could have indescribable sweetness.

Liu Qiaozhen took a letter from Gao Jialin's hand, looked at the words on it and tried to identify it, "Shilin", "Poetry" She had just seen, and she knew the word "Lin", "Shilin!" It's from Shilin Magazine, right? ”

Gao Garin nodded approvingly, "That's right, Qiaozhen, you can read so fast!" ”

In fact, Liu Qiaozhen is not stupid at all, it's just that her father is too short-sighted, holding the feudal mentality that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and she was not allowed to study, and she dropped out of school in the second grade of primary school.

Liu Qiaozhen carefully tore open the letter envelope, and then found two pieces of paper inside, a letter paper and a remittance slip. He immediately understood that Gogarin had another poem published.

Gogarin took the letter and looked at it, and said: "It's not bad, I voted three poems and published two!" He looked at the remittance slip again, a little disgusted, "Cut, it's so stingy, I only gave 30 yuan for two poems!" ”

Although Liu Qiaozhen felt that 30 yuan was not a small amount, she felt that this "Shilin" magazine underestimated Gao Jialin's talent, and only gave 15 yuan for this poem, which was obviously much less than the previous one.

"Brother Galingo, don't be angry, this magazine is too picky, we won't contribute to him next time!"

Gogarin laughed, "Look at what you said, I'm not angry." Originally, the newcomer was at this price, but "Poetry Magazine" was at a premium! Let's tear down another one. ”

Liu Qiaozhen tore open the reply letter of "Poetry Tide" magazine with anticipation like opening a treasure chest, and this time it was still 30 yuan. Two of the four poems were admitted.

The last "Green Wind" poetry magazine was the most generous, and three of the five poems were admitted, each of which was 20 yuan, and a remittance slip of 60 yuan was given.

In this way, Gao Garin published a total of eight poems, returned five poems, and made four remittance slips totaling 170 yuan.

One hundred and seventy yuan is really not a small number in this day and age. Almost half a year's income for the Gogarin family. Liu Qiaozhen was also a little shocked, Brother Garingo actually made so much money writing things!

Gao Jialin was in a good mood and said to Liu Qiaozhen: "Sister Qiaozhen, thank you for helping me get the letter today." Are you available? I'm going to go into the county seat and send my manuscript out and get the money again. If you have time, I invite you to eat in the county! ”

"Free, free!" Liu Qiaozhen nodded again and again, looking cute like a little hamster, which provoked Gao Jialin to rub her head.

Now that he has published poems and has money, he is not afraid of gossip from the villagers. He helped Liu Qiaozhen push the car, and the two walked side by side to the outside of the village together.

Naturally, I met many people from the village on the way, and everyone was surprised. How did Liu Qiaozhen, a beautiful girl, get together with Gao Jialin, a crazy bastard who has nothing to do?!

In the eyes of the Gao family villagers, Gao Jialin is no longer a private teacher and does not do farm work, and he goes crazy in the cave every day, he is a complete crazy bastard!

Those who have good deeds can't help but ask: "Qiaozhen, Garin, what are you going to do?" ”

Without waiting for Gao Jialin to speak, Liu Qiaozhen said proudly: "Auntie, Brother Jialin has published eight poems in the four most powerful magazines in the country and earned 170 yuan in manuscript fees. ”

Liu Qiaozhen emphasized every number, especially "one hundred and seventy yuan" in a heavy and long tone, lest the other party hear it clearly!

However, even so, the other party still asked in shock: "What? One hundred and seventy?! What did you do to make so much money?! ”

Liu Qiaozhen replied impatiently: "Auntie, didn't I say it just now." Galingo has published eight poems in four of the most powerful magazines in the country, and the money is his manuscript fee! ”

"That's so much money for eight poems?" The aunt was still surprised, "If you keep writing like this, won't it soon become a 10,000 yuan household?" ”

Gao Jialin was afraid that if this kind of thing continued to spread, robbers would come to the door, so he hurriedly explained: "Auntie, how can it be so easy! These poems were not written in the past two days, they have been written for three or four years, but they have time these days, so they have sorted out the manuscripts submitted together! ”

"Oh! So that's it! The aunt heard clearly that it took three or four years to earn 170 yuan, so she felt logical, not so surprised, and asked casually: "Garin, is that poem good to write, go back and teach my family Huzi also, let him also write, earn some money, and subsidize the family!" ”

"You can pull it down!" didn't wait for Gao Jialin to answer, Liu Qiaozhen was unhappy at first, "Just your tiger, you don't know much as I do!" Galingo is a genius, and the magazines he voted for are the best in the country, for the people of the whole country! Even the central leadership can see it! At the level of your tiger, you still want to earn manuscript fees, and people won't give you money! ”

The aunt was so angry that she was about to step forward to make a move, and Gao Jialin hurriedly protected Liu Qiaozhen behind her. Looking at the tall and tall Gao Garin, the aunt had to retreat in a huff, "Aren't you going to make some money?" What's the big deal! It's only one hundred and seventeen, let's see if your dad is willing to marry you to this idle bastard! ”

Liu Qiaozhen was so angry that she wanted to scold her, and Gao Jialin hurriedly pulled her away.

Looking at the puffing Liu Qiaozhen, Gao Jialin couldn't help pinching her face and said, "Don't be angry, what's so angry with this kind of person, she doesn't understand anything!" ”

Liu Qiaozhen was pinched by Gao Jialin like this, and her cheeks immediately turned red, her legs and feet were weak, and she almost fell into Gao Jialin's arms.

The two of them talked and laughed, and just left the village, not caring at all that a gossip storm was about to sweep the entire Gaojia Village.

Out of the village, onto the main road. Gao Jialin rode the bike, took Liu Qiaozhen all the way, and went straight to the county seat.

At this moment, on the simple road leading from the Dama River Road to the county seat, bustling villagers have already begun to appear.

On the highway, young people ride bicycles and gallop past in groups. They all wore brand new real good clothes and looked stylish. Their faces are washed clean, their hair is combed, and they happily go to the county seat, to the shops, to the plays, to buy fashionable goods, to make friends, to meet the object .......

In this crowd, although Gao Jialin and Liu Qiaozhen do not have that fashionable dress, they are still the most eye-catching couple. The man is handsome and handsome, the woman is charming and beautiful, both of them are white and pure, not at all like rural people, but like educated youths who went to the countryside a few years ago.

When the two of them rode across the bridge, they galloped down the street. As he passed the street outside the bus station, Gao Jialin suddenly saw his high school classmates Huang Yaping and Zhang Kenan standing at the door of the waiting room.