Zhuang Zhimeng was still very excited to receive his royalties in the next day or two, as this was the first money he had ever earned in this era.
I'll just keep translating after thinking about it; I still need to keep trying!
The next day, Aunt Wang told Zhuang Zhimeng about what happened next.
Zhang Zhiyuan didn't get selected as a village primary school teacher, but he couldn't openly say he wouldn't date An Xiuxiu, so he continued to befriend the girl as before.
If someone gives him an egg today, or a pancake tomorrow, he'll always have a reason to give it to him.
An Xiuxiu had no choice but to keep a close eye on things.
Shi Hongye stopped trying to get close to An Guodong because An Guodong's mother disapproved, saying that if she tried to get close to her son again, she would hit her with the sole of her shoe, and that a young girl should have some self-respect.
Shi Hongye, of course, had a sense of shame. She thought to herself that if it weren't for the sake of being a village primary school teacher, who would bother with you peasants?
As they were chatting, a postman entered the village and came to the big banyan tree.
"Where is Zhuang Zhimeng? Here is her registered letter."
"That's me!"
The postman verified the information and then gave the letter to Zhuang Zhimeng.
"Zhimeng, who sent the letter?" Wang Zhaodi asked curiously.
Normally, people pick up their letters at the post office themselves; it's rare for them to be delivered to their door.
"It should be my royalties; the address I left is in the village."
Upon opening it, it was indeed there. Inside were 20 yuan, two "Great Unity" bills, five industrial coupons, and one soap coupon.
"You're really amazing! You can earn so much money from your writing." Wang Zhaodi's voice unconsciously rose a little.
"What? Zhuang, the educated youth, is earning a salary for translation?"
"How much is that?"
"Took 20? That much?"
The people around them stopped chatting and gathered around, discussing the matter animatedly.
"Zhuang Zhiqing, you've earned so much money, you should use it to buy everyone some candy to sweeten their mouths," a young woman's voice suddenly rang out.
Wang Zhaodi, seeing that it was her youngest daughter-in-law, said, "Shut up! Zhuang Zhiqing earns money through his own abilities, what are you jealous of? You're just jealous of others because you don't have any skills yourself."
"Mother! How could you say that to me?" Wang Zhaodi's youngest daughter-in-law, Sun Xiaohua, said indignantly.
“If you’re so capable, go and make some money yourself, and I won’t say anything to you. Now go home, you disgraceful piece of trash.”
Sun Xiaohua could only walk home dejectedly, glaring at Zhuang Zhimeng before she left.
"Don't pay attention to her, she just can't stand seeing others do well!" Wang Zhaodi said, holding Zhuang Zhimeng's hand, afraid that Zhuang Zhimeng would be unhappy.
"It's nothing, I didn't take it to heart."
After that afternoon, the whole village knew that Zhuang Zhimeng had made money through translation.
Everyone envies Zhuang Zhimeng, and there are definitely some who are jealous and gossip about her behind her back, but Zhuang Zhimeng doesn't care. As long as they don't talk about it to her face, it's fine. She's not a united front, and she can't be liked by everyone.
After dinner, Zhuang Zhimeng was translating.
Suddenly, the furball and the fur ball became restless and started barking wildly in one direction. The yarn, hearing their barking, also started barking.
The chickens in the yard started clucking and kept trying to fly out, but they couldn't fly out from inside the fence, so they kept banging against it.
Zhuang Zhimeng opened the door and saw a completely black wild boar running down from the mountain. Before long, it was about to enter from the backyard.
Su Mengmeng and Jiang Yanxia came over when they heard the commotion, wondering what had happened.
"Watch out! Wild boars are coming!"
An Qingbai also heard the noise and quickly ran over.
Just then, upon hearing the sound of a wild boar, he grabbed a pitchfork from the yard and charged at it without hesitation, making sure to tell Zhuang Zhimeng and the other two to step back.
Zhuang Zhimeng ignored him and walked forward anyway.
"Didn't I tell you to step back? Why are you still coming forward?"
"I was thinking, maybe I can help?"
Seeing Zhuang Zhimeng's resolute expression, An Qingbai had no choice but to agree.
"Then you stay behind me and be careful."
An Qingbai stabbed the wild boar with a pitchfork. The wild boar roared in anger and charged at An Qingbai.
Zhuang Zhimeng felt that An Qingbai might be at a disadvantage from this angle, so she quickly stepped forward to help.
Zhuang Zhimeng picked up a shovel and shoveled the wild boar away. The villagers heard the commotion and rushed over, only to catch a glimpse of the wild boar's parabolic trajectory.
Whoosh... Bang! The wild boar landed, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
People were stunned and fell silent. You could hear a pin drop, and even the barking of chickens and dogs stopped.
"Quick, check if the wild boar is dead!" a voice roused the crowd.
"Yes, yes, yes! Let's take a look."
"Dead! The wild boar is completely dead!"
People looked at the wild boar, then at Zhuang Zhimeng, and were momentarily stunned; it was truly terrifying.
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