Chapter 1: The Incident Occurred Suddenly

  Huang Xiangyun calculated and replied: Three years in high school, four years in vocational school, and two years after graduation. In total, it's nine years. What's the point of asking this? Are you going to give me a seniority allowance?

  Yuan Meng Xun: Give you a ghost! I let you calculate, even if you earn 400,000 to 500,000, but when you divide it by 9, the average annual income is only 50,000! Of course, this is also a considerable income for ordinary people, but compared with high-income earners, it's just equivalent to one month's income! Moreover, many writers and contributors' annual income far exceeds this number! It's not much, nor is it little. It's just that you rarely see it. Besides, after deducting personal income tax, you won't even get 400,000 to 500,000.

  Huang Xiangyun told her that, and then she found out that she was indeed naive! No kidding, he also knew the facts that Yuan Mengxun said, it's just that he didn't dare to measure those standards against himself.

  "Are kings, princes and generals born with a special kind? The rich are also not born that way... I must get used to the sudden arrival of wealth!"

  Huang Xiangyun replied: That's right. Xiaoyaya is correct. Then I'll just wait for my fortune to arrive... Oh, and it seems like we need to sign a contract?

  Yuan Meng Xun: Of course, we need to sign the contract. I've already given your phone number to my friend and she'll be in touch with you... Alright, I have something to attend to and need to head out. Wishing you a happy Spring Festival in advance, 886.

  Xiangyun Huang also replied: Xiaoyaya, Happy Chinese New Year! See you later.

  From this moment on, until Huang Xiangyun returned home, he was still thinking about when he could sign the contract and get a large sum of money.

  He thought about it for three or four days, but there was no news. Suddenly, he felt that his mindset was not right and should be treated with a normal heart! The money that has not been received is not money, what belongs to you is yours, what does not belong to you can't be taken by force, and thinking about it is also useless... Forget about this matter anyway.

  No need to say, thinking this way is really effective, and the days are no longer spent in a state of anxiety and distraction. He began to indulge in good food, beautiful scenery (it's snowing) and beautiful women (four at home), and was carefree. In just a few days, he had truly forgotten about the manuscript fee!

  In the early morning, Huang Xiangyun woke up from his dream. Through the curtains, he could see that the sky was already slightly bright. He kissed the two smooth little heads beside him and touched them for a while. The little girls slept very soundly and didn't react at all, just like two little pigs.

  Huang Xiangyun quietly got out of bed, put on his clothes. His mother and Lin aunt were also fast asleep, he slipped out of the house, took a breath of fresh cool air, walked out of the yard, and ran west along the dirt road.

  This was a habit he had cultivated since childhood, running every morning and then practicing boxing after returning. During the day when he was free, he would lift his anus, and before going to bed at night, he would exercise again, and then use a medicine bag to wrap around his penis to practice iron crotch gong. Boxing, lifting the anus, and iron crotch gong were all taught by Old Master Li, and after more than ten years of persistence, there were many benefits.

  Huang Xiangyun ran while appreciating the snowy scenery in the fields by the village. He got up very early, although people in the village usually get up very early, but at this time, no one was seen, and only a few households had lights on for cooking.

  When Huang Xiangyun ran to the west end of the village, he suddenly saw someone pulling a scraper on the road to pick up dung. Seeing him, the person picking up dung was startled and quickly lowered his head and pulled the scraper southward, seemingly wanting to avoid him.

  But Huang Xiangyun happened to run south from the village, bypassing a large area of land in Tunan, and then ran back home from the east end. He ran over, and only when he got closer did he see clearly that it was Zhang Danrui, the little girl of Old Man Zhang's family on the back street of the village.

  Zhang Danrui is Huang Jiaojiao and Huang Roujiao's elementary school and junior high school classmate. Xiao Yatou is also 16 years old this year, originally she had been admitted to Songjiang No.3 Middle School, just like the Jiaoruo sisters.

  However, Zhang Danru's father, Zhang Lao Da, fell seriously ill soon after she entered high school. In order to treat him, the already impoverished family became even more heavily indebted. But despite this, they were unable to save his life, and he left with regret, leaving behind three daughters, a widow, and a poor household with nothing but debts.

  In this way, Zhang Danru, the only one in the Zhang family who was still in school, also dropped out and returned home. It's called dropping out, but in fact, she still held a glimmer of hope for her own future.

  After dropping out of school, Zhang Danrui took care of her frail and sick mother and intellectually disabled second sister with her divorced elder sister.

  "Jui Jui, Jiao Jiao and Rou Rou have all come back, why don't you come to my house to play anymore?" Huang Xiangyun stopped in her tracks, looking at the little girl who was dressed like a beggar and had her head hung low, not saying a word.

  The little girl didn't say a word, her body trembling, tears streaming down from her big eyes to her frozen red cheeks.

  She had frostbite on her small red hands. Huang Xiangyun took off his gloves and put them on her. The little girl did not refuse, nor did she react, but just lowered her head and cried.

  Huang Xiangyun watched Zhang Danru grow up from a young age and regarded her as if she were his own sister. His father, when he was alive, had also helped their family a great deal. Thinking about how he had recently become idle, yet hadn't gone to visit her or her family, filled him with regret.

  "Jūn Jūn, what's wrong? Don't cry, on such a cold day you'll get your face all frozen. " Huang Xiangyun put his own ice-skating hat on her and warmed her bright red ears through the hat.

  Zhang Danrui suddenly hugged him tightly and sobbed: "Fifth brother, marry me. I don't want to be someone else's daughter-in-law... Waaah!"

  Huang Xiangyun was taken aback and asked: "What's wrong, Ruirui? Has someone introduced you to a match?"

  Here, rural marriages are particularly early. If boys and girls are not in school at the age of 16 or 17, someone will introduce them to each other. If they match, they will ask for a gift, which is an engagement. After a period of time, if it's almost right, they'll get married... Some change their age to get a marriage certificate, while others simply don't get one first and wait until they're old enough.

  Zhang Danrui is very beautiful and is on par with Huang Jiaojiao and Huang Roujiao. Some people secretly call them the "Three Golden Flowers".

  Zhang Danru cried and said: "Wang Er's father forced our family to repay the debt, if we don't repay it, he wants me to marry his son as a daughter-in-law."

  Huang Xiangyun was outraged by these words and scolded, "He's really shameless. His son Wang Laizi is so ugly that even a disabled person wouldn't marry into their family, yet he still wants to marry a good girl like you! ... Ruirui, don't cry, I'll take care of this for you. How much does your family owe theirs?"

  Zhang Danru was overjoyed when she heard this, but felt that the money was too much. Wiping away tears and speaking anxiously, she said: "Fifth brother, it's better not to... I just want to cry a bit, my heart will be clear... My family owes Wang Er three or two hundred thousand yuan, it's too much... I'd rather marry him."