Chapter 4444 [Update 2]

When Jiang Xi heard that she had to sign 3,000 books, she was surprisingly calm compared to the 5,000 books she had signed in her previous life.

She and Wang Yong worked well together. Every time she signed a book, Wang Yong would be responsible for stamping her newly carved private seal next to her name. The ink was given to him by the teacher who carved the seal.

The two of them spent most of the day signing 1,000 books. After that, Jiang Xi had time to go to the Internet cafe and wrote another 10,000 words before returning to school.

The security guard looked at the sky, then looked at her, and said slowly, "Are you back?"

He had already remembered Jiang Xi and asked her to sign the entry and exit register.

Jiang Xi signed his name for the whole day, and reflexively wrote the two words "Xi Meng" in the entry and exit register, and then left.

He Xiaofang was the only one left in the dormitory.

He Xiaofang had been waiting for Jiang Xi in the dormitory for a whole day, and finally Jiang Xi came back. She jumped up from the bed, but she didn't control the strength well, and her head hit the ceiling with a bang. She cried out in pain, covered her head and shouted happily: "Xi Xi, you are back!"

"Have you had dinner? Let's go eat together?" Jiang Xi came to get her rice bowl.

He Xiaofang slid down from the upper bed with a swish, and swung her thick ponytail: "I've already got the water for you, just go get the food."

Jiang Xi noticed that her shoes, which were originally placed under the bed, were also washed by He Xiaofang and hung on the balcony window.

"Thank you, Xiaofang, you don't have to do this next time, I can wash them myself."

"It's okay, I was brushing my own shoes, and I helped you brush them at the same time, it's not a big deal." He Xiaofang was very happy that she could do something for Jiang Xi. If she was not allowed to do anything, she would be unhappy. It was

a pity that Jiang Xi washed the clothes that he changed every day after taking a shower, leaving her no room to show her ability, otherwise she could have washed Jiang Xi's clothes together.

Jiang Xi still ordered braised pork. The lady serving the food was not always at the window serving meat. Jiang Xi never went to see which window she was at. She would go to the window that served the dish she wanted to eat. However, the lady would greet her and serve her more food every time she saw her. Jiang Xi

came back late today, and there was no one in the cafeteria. The lady serving the food simply gave all the remaining dishes to Jiang Xi. One rice bowl could not hold them all. The lady asked her, "Do you have any more rice bowls? I'll give them to you. I'm off work too."

There was basically no one at this time, and there was only the last bit of food left in the dish bowl, and there was not much meat left.

Jiang Xi hurriedly took He Xiaofang and Jiang Bai's rice bowls over.

The young lady was quite partial. She put all the vegetables in He Xiaofang's rice bowl, and put all the braised pork in the empty rice bowl that Jiang Xi handed over.

He Xiaofang was envious. She had seen the food aunt favor Jiang Xi more than once. Every time she saw Jiang Xi coming to get food, she would give her more than others. Today, she was given more food because of Jiang Xi.

Jiang Xi went to put some rice in Jiang Bo's rice bowl, and the young lady closed the food window and went off work.

Jiang Gui gave half of the braised pork to He Xiaofang and said, "If you help me get water, I won't give you the meal ticket, but you can't refuse the meat."

A bottle of water was worth one or two meal tickets, and a portion of braised pork was eight or two. If she gave He Xiaofang meat every time, she would not accept it. Besides, that's not how friends get along. Now that she helped her get water, she gave her some meat, which made He Xiaofang more accepting.

But He Xiaofang, who felt that she had taken advantage, was still very embarrassed. "I... I just saw that you hadn't come back yet, and I was afraid that you wouldn't have hot water when you came back, so I just got some."

Jiang Xi smiled and nodded, "I know, thank you."

The hot water place is usually empty at seven o'clock. Jiang Xi would sometimes come back at the school's seven o'clock curfew on weekends. When he ran to the hot water place, if he was lucky, the people who were getting hot water hadn't left yet, but if he was unlucky, the place was closed.

For example, the hot water place next to the cafeteria was closed today.

After Jiang Xi finished his meal, he sent the hot water to Jiang Bai.

As soon as Jiang Xi arrived at the back door of Class 8 of Senior Grade 3 on the fifth floor, Tong Jingang excitedly pushed Jiang Xi: "Jiang Xi, Jiang Xi, our sister is here. Is she here to bring us food again?"

Jiang Xi, who was originally concentrating on doing his homework, turned around and actually saw the white enamel rice bowl in Jiang Xi's hand.

"Why are you here to bring food again? No need to bring me food, I'll get it myself when I go back." Jiang Xi said this, but there was an inexplicable warmth in his chest that he himself didn't understand.

Jiang Xi stuffed the rice bowl into his hand: "The girl who served the food gave me the last few dishes. I couldn't finish them all by myself, so I put some rice on it for you as a midnight snack."

Among the three brothers and sisters, only Jiang Xi looked most like Jiang's mother.

It's not that he has a bad temper like her, but that he is very thrifty and frugal like Jiang's mother. Even after more than ten or twenty years, Jiang Bai still keeps the habit of saving money.

He has low material desires for other things. He only has two hobbies, one is playing chess and the other is making money.

Jiang Xi feels that even if he has an extra 100 kilograms of meal tickets, he will not be willing to eat meat.

She doesn't want to hear him talk about how he often couldn't sleep at night in high school because of hunger, and woke up by the pain of growth when he fell asleep twenty years later.

After all the royalties from the publishing house were received, Jiang Xi's small treasury became full again, so he thought about finding a weekend to go to Shanghai again to finalize the house decoration, and he had to take a day off to get the real estate certificate.

It's this matter of taking leave. Unless it is a sick leave, it is very difficult to take leave in No. 1 Middle School.

When Grandpa Jiang returned to Jiangjia Village, it was already dark. There was no one under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village. Everyone went home to watch "Judge Bao". The TV in every household played the song "There is a Justice Bao in Kaifeng".

Grandpa Jiang hurried up the mountain.

Uncle Jiang had lived in the mountain for two days. He couldn't eat well or sleep well. There were mosquitoes everywhere in the mountain. Uncle Jiang felt that if Grandpa Jiang didn't come back, he would be carried away by mosquitoes.

When he saw Grandpa Jiang coming back, he didn't stay for even a second. He immediately threw down the large palm-leaf fan in his hand, went down the mountain in the dark, and shouted at the top of his voice before he reached home: "Guixiang! Guixiang!" When he saw Aunt Jiang's wife coming out of the house, he finally felt relieved and shouted: "Guixiang, give me a bowl of noodles quickly."

The neighbors heard Uncle Jiang's shouting and came out to make fun of him: "Oh my God, they have been married for so many years, and they can't live without each other for a day?"

Uncle Jiang refused to admit that he couldn't live without Aunt Jiang, and said: "How can I not live without her? I can't live without her cooking. You know how delicious your sister-in-law's cooking is, wow."

As he spoke, he couldn't help showing off, which made the neighbors feel jealous.

Uncle Jiang added, "You don't understand."

When Jiang's mother saw Uncle Jiang coming down the mountain, she knew that Grandpa Jiang had returned, and her face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

She already knew that Jiang Song had returned and taken Grandpa Jiang away. When she saw Uncle Jiang returning, she asked coldly, "Grandpa is back?"

Because she couldn't find Jiang Song, she had become much more haggard during this period.

"He's back. If he doesn't come back, I can't stay any longer." Uncle Jiang went back to the house and brought out a pot of tea. He drank half of the cup in one gulp, and then he felt that he was alive again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did he tell me when Xiaoxiao would be back? Where did they go? What did they do?"

"How would I know?" Uncle Jiang said puzzledly, "Why don't you ask the old man about this? Why would I care about these things? I came down as soon as the old man came back. I haven't had Guixiang's cooking for several days. I have been hungry these past two days." Uncle Jiang touched his small belly which was not prominent.

Uncle Jiang suddenly thought of something, "I guess they went to pick up rubbish with Xiaoxiao? You didn't give Xiaoxiao money to study, so what else can they do besides picking up rubbish?" Uncle Jiang said as a matter of course.

He didn't mean to ask Jiang's mother to help Jiangxiao study, but it was a pure statement.

Mother Jiang thought about it and thought that Grandpa Jiang gave all the money he earned from picking up scraps and hunting to Jiang Xi. She felt uncomfortable again. Songzi didn't study anymore, but she, a girl, went to study. What's the point of her studying so much?

Songzi didn't want to repeat her studies. Maybe she felt sorry for her family supporting her and her three siblings to study, and was afraid that they would have no money. That's why she didn't want to come back to repeat her studies and insisted on working in Shenzhen to earn money.

Thinking that her eldest son was so sensible and filial, and knew how to feel sorry for her mother, but Jiang Xi didn't know how to feel sorry for her brother and her mother at all, she felt even more sorry for her eldest son's hardship and hated Jiang Xi for being ignorant, uncaring and unfilial.

Thinking of Jiang Song, Jiang's mother felt frustrated again. She went back to ask Jiang's father, "Haven't you found the pine nuts yet?"

Jiang's father was also depressed, "No, it's easier to find him in the provincial capital, but he ran to Shenzhen. Where can I find him? There's no news at all, and he didn't call me."

During this period, Jiang's father's hair turned white with anxiety, all for Jiang Song.

But Jiang Song had long been accustomed to only focusing on himself, so how could he think about whether his parents would be worried if he didn't contact his family? He probably knew they would be worried but didn't care, otherwise he wouldn't have told them his address and contact information, and didn't call them for so long, and ran to Shenzhen without saying a word.

Jiang's mother couldn't help but say, "If Jiang Xi hadn't been clamoring to study every day, how could Songzi not come back to review and go to work to earn money? Now it's all right, she's going to study, Songzi's working, you're happy now."

Jiang's father was also anxious and angry during this period, and couldn't help but quarrel with her when he heard this: "Can you stop talking about these nonsense every day? Xixi's study and Songzi's unwillingness to review are all related. What does studying have to do with it? Songzi went to the provincial capital right after the college entrance examination. He was asked to come back to attend cram school before, but he refused to go and insisted on working. "

Mother Jiang didn't know this, but she felt that it was Jiang Xi who insisted on studying, and Jiang Song was afraid of family difficulties and didn't want to study. If it weren't for Jiang Xi, Jiang Song would definitely come back to repeat his studies, take the college entrance examination, eat government food in the future, and bring honor to the family.

Mother Jiang was so angry that she wiped her tears.

When Jiang's father saw Jiang's mother crying, he was helpless and sat beside her, sighing: "Why didn't he call the brigade headquarters to at least tell us where he was and what he was doing?"

The three children were not at home now, and the house was cold and deserted. Jiang's father didn't even have the desire to cook. He simply fried some rice, and the couple ate a little and went to bed.

Grandpa Jiang patrolled the mountains for several days in a row before someone finally led an old buffalo to the mountains to graze cattle.

People here usually have two places to graze cattle, one is the mountains, and the other is the banks of the river. They take turns grazing cattle in the two places. They eat in the mountains for a few days today, and go to the banks of the river to eat for a few days tomorrow.

The cattle herders were in groups, old people and children, leading calves and old cows, and children would ride big buffaloes, driving the cattle to the valley. While the cattle were eating grass, they would find a big rock, watch the cattle, and chat.

The children were impatient to listen to them, so they would go to the valley and dig something that would form a lump the size of a finger and taste sweet.

When Grandpa Jiang came back from patrolling the mountains in the morning, he saw them and hurried downstairs with great joy. He told them about his two-day trip to Shanghai a few days ago: "My eldest granddaughter won the first prize in the essay writing competition. When she went to receive the award, she took me there for two days. All the tickets, hotel accommodation, and meals on the way were reimbursed by the organizer." He exaggeratedly said: "Wow, Shanghai is full of high-rise buildings and cars. I went to Shanghai this time and took a car. There was no sound at all. It was as stable as if I didn't take a car."

"The lights in big cities are not turned off at night. We arrived in Shanghai at 12 o'clock in the evening, and the lights outside were still on. The lights were all colorful and flashing."

"We still slept in the guesthouse at night. The toilet was as clean as if it had been licked by the tongue. After going to the toilet, we

just flushed it and everything was clean!" The children who were digging wild sweet potatoes gathered around and listened to Grandpa Jiang's stories about his trip to Shanghai. They were fascinated and yearned for it: "Grandpa, is the city really as big and wonderful as you say?"

Grandpa Jiang "Why do they say that all the educated youth want to go back to the city? Look at our brigade. Apart from Teacher Xiao An, are there any other educated youth?"

The newly born children of this generation did not even know what educated youth were. They all shook their heads. When the old cattle herders talked about educated youth, they could not help but recall their youth. When they heard them tell stories, the children ran away to play games. After

showing off his granddaughter and boasting, Grandpa Jiang returned to his hut with satisfaction and sat back in his rocking chair, brewing a pot of wild tea that he had roasted himself and rocking slowly.

Time passed slowly. After Jiang Xi signed and mailed out another 2,000 signed books, Jiang Xi's "The Great Song" was finally published. Because it was jointly promoted by the publishing house and the magazine, Director Li even put a big gg on "Wu Xia" and used a page to promote the publication of "The Great Song".

Readers in Nanshi and Shanghai saw that "The Great Song" had actually been published, and they all rushed to buy it. Some of them simply liked "The Great Song" and wanted to collect it, and some thought there would be a later plot and wanted to read it first.

As a result, the first volume of the book only had 160,000 words, and only the first four cases. Who was the murderer of the new case serialized in this issue of "Wu Xia" was not mentioned in the book.

But they still bought it and planned to read it again from beginning to end.

The feeling of following a serial in a weekly magazine is completely different from the feeling of buying the book and reading it all at once.

The Wuxia magazine has not yet spread to the north, but the publishing house they cooperated with has very good channels in the north. As soon as the book was released, it was quickly stocked in all the bookstores in the north, and was placed in the most conspicuous position for promotion.

Many people who like to read books in libraries and bookstores will involuntarily go over to check if there are any new and good books when they see the posters and books posted in the most conspicuous position at the door of the bookstore.

When they saw "The Years I Was a Head Constable in the Song Dynasty", they were first attracted by the unique name of this book.

After all, most of the names of books these days are very formal, especially martial arts books, most of which are called "Biography of So-and-So, Record of So-and-So". Among these formal names, a book so popular suddenly appeared, and they couldn't help but pick up the book and read it on the spot.

None of them had read "Wu Xia", let alone "Da Song".

They couldn't help but get into it, and they read until the end and found that there was no more?

They were immediately hooked by the ending and felt uncomfortable.

They looked at the name of the book again: "My Years as a Constable in Da Song: My First Arrival in Da Song".

First arrival in Da Song? What's next? They couldn't help but ask the bookstore owner or manager: "Boss? The book doesn't seem to be finished at the end? Where can I find the book at the end?"

The bookstore owner pointed to "Wu Xia" which was recommended vertically in the magazine section and said: "It's serialized in that book, in every issue."