Chapter 178 Life is a mess
Gu Siqing knew she had to endure it. She wasn't really a nine-year-old child. She had the soul of an adult and knew the consequences of impulsiveness. But she hadn't expected Han Zhengping to get evidence of Xia Yuan's scheme against her, and she hadn't expected him to ask her to endure it even after getting the evidence.
All I can say is that this young boy is extremely mature in mind.
"Have you ever thought that Xia Yuan would find out through the number you called her that you might have a relationship with me, and that it's not just a simple book fan." Gu Siqing asked.
Han Zhengping: "Before I called her, I called Editor-in-Chief Yu and casually asked if their newspaper's phone number had caller ID. Editor-in-Chief Yu said no."
"You also called Editor Yu?" Gu Siqing hadn't expected this. She asked curiously, "What did you talk about with Editor Yu?"
Han Zhengping said casually, "I told him I wanted to contribute, asked him a few questions, and then casually asked if the phone had caller ID."
Gu Siqing couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up; his thinking was exceptionally thorough. Landline phones these days do have caller ID, but because the fees are quite high, many people don't have it. For example, their phones and the Han family's phones didn't have it.
Do you think Xia Yuan will go to the telecommunications company to check?
It's not decades later, with advanced computers and internet, where you can easily pull up your phone records with just a phone call. Checking call records is difficult these days. Telecommunications companies generally won't let you access this kind of information unless it's needed by a specific government department.
Gu Siqing believed that Xia Yuan would definitely not go to great lengths to check the phone number. She would most likely check who the "dad" was when Han Zhengping mentioned "my dad" when he called her.
Han Zhengping saw Gu Siqing giving him a thumbs-up and smiled harmlessly. Then he took out a magazine from his bag and handed it to her. Gu Siqing took the magazine and saw that it was "Chinese Youth Literature".
Han Zhengping saw her flipping through a magazine and said, "This magazine is in Hai City. It's one of the earliest magazines in the country. It's said to have a large circulation, covering the entire country, including Kyoto. Moreover, this magazine has hosted many national leaders."
"I know this magazine," Gu Siqing said, "but they have very high requirements for manuscripts. They usually publish works by famous authors. I'm afraid I can't do it."
Han Zhengping took out another candy from his pocket and handed it to her. "Give it a try, maybe it will work. Besides, I think your writing is very good."
Gu Siqing chewed the candy in her mouth. The sweet taste and the aroma of milk made her feel relaxed. She lowered her head and flipped through the magazine. After a while, she said, "Okay, I'll give it a try. If it doesn't work, we'll see. At worst, I can find a local newspaper to publish it, or publish it directly when the time comes."
"I think you can do it." Han Zhengping said.
Gu Siqing chewed the candy and said, "You have confidence in me."
Han Zhengping watched her pink little mouth move, like a squirrel eating something, so adorable. He wanted to touch her head again, but held back. He said, "I have more confidence in you than in myself."
"Thank you so much for your kindness." Gu Siqing looked down at the recorder in his hand, moved closer to him, and asked quietly, "How much money do you have?"
"what?"
Gu Siqing picked up the tape recorder and fiddled with it. "I'm afraid buying this thing will cost you all your savings."
"That's not the case yet." Han Zhengping said, "Don't worry, I still have money."
Gu Siqing was surprised, "How do you have so much money?"
He spent three or four hundred today! Three or four hundred! Almost a year's salary for a worker. Gu Siqing felt that neither Han Deyi nor Tian Huiying would give him so much pocket money.
Just like her, if she didn't earn her own money, she would have at most five or six dollars in pocket money. In fact, it's the same now. Even though she can talk about buying several houses, the money she actually has is only six dollars.
"I'll tell you later." Han Zhengping said as he stood up. "Let's go home."
Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Gu Siqing didn't ask any more questions. The two of them rode their bicycles home together. When she got home, she didn't tell her family about Xia Yuan. They were busy with supermarket matters, so it was better for her not to cause trouble.
At this moment, Xia Yuan was in a state of irritation and fear. She had never expected that "Sticky Bean Dumplings" would have such a loyal reader. Unfortunately for her, this reader knew the inside story.
What should I do now?
Her first reaction was to check who had called, but there was no caller ID, so she didn't know the number. For a moment, she thought about calling her eldest brother and asking him to contact the phone company while she looked up the number.
But as soon as this thought came to her mind, she suppressed it immediately.
The Xia family didn't know what she was doing now. If she went to ask her eldest brother for help, then what she had done before would be exposed, and even the many things she had done by using the Xia family's name might be known.
I can’t call my brother. I can’t.
But what should he do now? If he called the boy, would he tell others what he knew?
Xia Yuan paced back and forth in the room. Finally, there was only one dumbest way to find out who the teenager who called was. That was to screen the employees of major newspapers and magazines in Kyoto to see if anyone had a teenage son.
She wasn't sure exactly how old he was; she just guessed from the voice that he was in his teens. If she really wanted to investigate like this, it would be a huge undertaking, and she couldn't do it in a big way. She could only do it alone, quietly.
For a long time afterwards, Xia Yuan lived a tense and mindless life, and her life was a mess.
Neither Gu Siqing nor Han Zhengping expected that a phone call would bring such a surprise, but they just didn't know that this surprise existed.
Because she wanted to submit the manuscript to "Chinese Youth Literature", Gu Siqing carefully revised the 20,000 words she had written before sending it in.
In fact, she didn't hold out much hope, but unexpectedly, a week later, she received a letter from the magazine, which also agreed to meet with her by phone to discuss the serialization of her novel in the magazine.
This was such a big surprise. After reading the letter, Gu Siqing ran to find Han Zhengping and told him the good news. When she arrived at Han's house, Tian Huiying was talking to Han Zhengping and her face was not very good.
"Auntie, I have something to talk to Brother Zhengping about." Gu Siqing walked over with a smile. Tian Huiying saw that her face looked better. "What does Xiao Si want to talk to Zhengping about?"
"There are a few questions I don't understand, ask him." Gu Siqing said.
"Okay, go study in your room." Tian Huiying turned and went back to her room. Gu Siqing pulled Han Zhengping to his room and asked, "Why?"
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