Chapter 257 Traveling back from the modern times to the 12th year of the Republic of China

This is the purpose of sowing discord.

Old Madam Ye knew that Yao Rong was trying to sow discord, but knowing is one thing, and whether she fell into the trap is another.

Especially after Yao Rong, her granddaughter-in-law, ran away, Old Madam Ye could not tolerate Wen Cui continuing to challenge her authority.

While the housekeeper was writing something with a kerosene lamp, Yao Rong and Ye Heqi were sitting under the electric light reading newspapers.

This was a newspaper she bought from the hotel waiter, which published rental information.

After browsing all the rental information in the newspaper, Ye Heqi couldn't help but gasp, and suddenly doubted whether her decision to come to Shanghai was right.

What is the salary level in this era?

A very famous library manager at Peking University was paid eight yuan a month, and was still owed wages.

Ordinary employees in foreign companies earned more than ten yuan a month, and some could earn twenty yuan.

The income of managers of foreign companies would be higher, with other bonuses and subsidies in addition to the basic salary, but the average monthly income was only fifty yuan.

But in the Shanghai Concession, a one-bedroom, one-living room house with its own bathroom and kitchen, not in a particularly good location, how much would it cost per month to rent?

Twenty yuan.

According to Ye Heqi's memory, this price is still relatively normal now.

In the 1930s, after Japan launched the invasion of China, countless people flocked to Shanghai from other places to escape the war, causing the rent in Shanghai, especially in the concessions, to rise again and again.

"I thought the rent in Shanghai was only one or two yuan more expensive than in Beijing..." Ye Heqi covered his face and fell on the bed, wailing, "This is too expensive."

Yao Rong smiled and said, "It's okay, we don't have much cash, but I brought a lot of jewelry."

Mrs. Ye and Ye Fuguang would definitely not give her any expensive jewelry, but when she married Ye Fuguang, it was still Ye Laoye who was in charge.

Ye Laoye knew the attitude of other people in the Ye family towards her, so he gave her a lot of good things to keep her safe so that she could live in the Ye family with more confidence.

Of course, Yao Rong said this to comfort Ye Heqi. She would definitely not let herself get to the point where she had to pawn her things.

"No, we can never get to the point where we have to pawn our things to make a living."

Upon hearing this, Ye Heqi sat up abruptly, clenched his right hand into a fist, and looked like he was full of blood.

Yao Rong: "Since we are here, let's spend the New Year in Shanghai first. In the spring of next year, if we still don't have a stable income, we will consider the next step."

Ye Heqi nodded.

Indeed, we are here now.

"Mom, let's go take a look at this one tomorrow." Ye Heqi pointed to a house above.

This house is located in the International Settlement. The geographical location is not good. It is far away from the prosperous area of ​​the concession; of course, it is not remote either. It was

a one-bedroom apartment with two single beds in the bedroom, a bathroom and a kitchen.

The rent was twenty dollars a month.

Yao Rong nodded nonchalantly, "Okay."

The two had been struggling for a day and a night, and their spirits were still in a state of high tension. After they had finalized the rental, they barely managed to wash up and fell asleep on the bed. They slept until the next day when they were about to check out.

After completing the check-out procedures, Ye Heqi pointed to the tram not far away and said to Yao Rong, "Mom, let's take the tram. This tram can go to the International Settlement."

After getting on the tram, Yao Rong and Ye Heqi found a seat and sat down, watching the scenery outside the window.

Half an hour later, the tram arrived at the International Settlement.

Yao Rong and Ye Heqi got off the tram, holding the newly bought map, and looked for a long time before they found the person in charge of renting the house.

After a brief exchange, the landlord took them to see the house.

"The big furniture such as the bed, wardrobe, table and chairs are all complete."

"This house was rented to a teacher before, and then the teacher was hired by Nanjing University and moved out. She left a lot of things, you can use them if you can use them."

"The other twenty yuan is rent, and water and electricity are calculated separately. Do you think it's okay?"

The environment of the house is better than Yao Rong imagined, but Yao Rong did not make a decision easily. She asked some other questions and paid the money after confirming that everything was correct.

The landlord handed them the key and left.

Yao Rong rolled up his sleeves and said to Ye Heqi, "Heqi, let's hurry up and clean the house."

"Okay." Ye Heqi responded crisply.

The two divided the work, one swept the floor and sorted things, and the other was responsible for wiping the dust. After more than an hour of hard work, they finally cleaned the house. After

a short rest, Yao Rong said, "Let's go out to eat something, and then go buy some daily necessities."

There was no rush for other things, but the mattress, quilt, pillows and toiletries still had to be bought quickly.

Ye Heqi nodded. She remembered that she saw a grocery store when she came here, and the store sold a complete range of things.

After two trips back and forth, the two finally bought everything. Yao Rong rubbed her shoulders and said to Ye Heqi, "Can we have noodles tonight?"

Ye Heqi walked over to help Yao Rong rub her shoulders: "Mom, let's go out to eat today, rest for a day or two and then cook by ourselves. You cook lunch and I cook dinner."

"What about breakfast?"

"Hehe, breakfast is the cheapest, you can eat out."

Yao Rong asked with a smile: "When did you learn to cook?"

Ye Heqi felt guilty: "What's so difficult about cooking. If I really can't cook, I can learn from my mother."

That night, Ye Heqi lay on the bed, looking at the moonlight pouring into the room, and suddenly smiled.

This room is not as spacious as her room in Ye Mansion, but it is much more comfortable to live in than Ye Mansion.

No one would force her to do things she didn't like, no one would tell her what to do,

and no one would interfere with her mother's freedom of dress. Her mother no longer had to be trapped in the backyard for life and die in her prime years because a man didn't love her.

She never knew why she became the "lucky one" who traveled to the Republic of China after dying in a car accident.

But now, she seemed to know the meaning of her time travel.

Perhaps her time travel could not change the general trend of history, but she changed the fate of the person she loved most.

"Mom, are you asleep?"

Ye Heqi turned over, lay on the bed, rested her face on the pillow, and turned to look at Yao Rong in the next bed.

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"Ahem, I want to interview this beautiful lady. How do you feel now?"

In fact, she had wanted to ask this question since she knew that her mother was going to take her away from the Ye Mansion. It's

just that there were too many things and they were too tiring in the past two days. It was not until now that she was completely settled that Ye Heqi found the opportunity to ask.

Yao Rong said: "Before answering the reporter's question, I want to correct one thing. You are addressing me wrong. You can no longer call me Mrs. Ye."

"Miss Yao? Or Ms. Yao?"

"Of course it's Ms. Yao. My daughter is the same age as you, reporter."

Ye Heqi couldn't help laughing: "Okay, Ms. Yao."

Yao Rong imitated Ye Heqi's posture and turned her head to look at her: "I feel a little strange now. In the past, I went all the way from my hometown to the Ye family in order to survive; now, in order for myself and you to survive, I have come here from the Ye family."

"Will there be a moment when you feel hesitant and regretful?"

"I felt very relieved when I made the decision. But there was one thing that was a pity." Yao Rong sighed, "I forgot to take the article you wrote for Women's Daily."

Ye Heqi thought it was something wrong, she smiled and said, "I didn't write that article well. My writing is not brilliant enough, and my accumulation is not deep enough. Writing prose is undoubtedly like showing off in front of everyone."

Yao Rong disagreed: "Those short stories you wrote to teach me how to read are very interesting. You are young and can't write good prose for the time being, so why don't you write stories? Just like the novel "Flowers in the Mirror" serialized in Women's Daily."

Ye Heqi was stunned, lowered his eyes to think, and then found out...

this thing is really feasible!

At this time, the cultural circle highly advocates writing novels in vernacular Chinese, but most vernacular novels have a bit of half-literary and half-vernacular meaning.

If she wrote a novel in plain language, even if the content was not particularly exciting, because of her writing style, maybe some newspapers would be willing to publish her article.

But she still had to think about what to write.

"By the way, Heqi, let's send a letter to Miss Zhou and Editor-in-Chief Chen." Yao Rong suggested, "If they knew about our situation, they would be very happy for us."

Ye Heqi nodded in agreement.

"Hey, I suddenly have an idea." Yao Rong sat up from the bed.

"What idea?" Ye Heqi was curious.

"Do you still remember why Editor-in-Chief Chen asked you to write an article?"

"Because I repeated the words I used to persuade my mother."

"Yes, that's the key point. If I remember correctly, Editor-in-Chief Chen's evaluation was: For the vast majority of women who are trapped in marital difficulties, those words can be said to be eye-opening. What do you think, if you write our stories into a novel and submit it to Women's Daily, can it inspire more women?"

"Hiss——" Ye Heqi took a breath and looked at her mother with admiration.

Good guy.

What a good guy.

Her mother's idea is too trendy!

But it must be said that this proposal made Ye Heqi very excited.

Yao Rong hesitated again and said, "...But if so, after seeing the newspaper, will the people in the Ye Mansion go to the Women's Newspaper to find trouble with Editor-in-Chief Chen and Miss Zhou, and then try to find out the whereabouts of the two of us from Editor-in-Chief Chen and Miss Zhou?"

Ye Heqi also sat up suddenly from the bed. She suddenly thought of the various Republic of China gossips that her teacher loved to talk about when she was in junior high school.

"Mom, did you and Ye Fuguang get a marriage certificate?"

Yao Rong shook her head: "Only the marriage certificate. I took the marriage certificate with me when I ran away."

Ye Heqi rubbed his hands excitedly: "Since our deeds are going to be written into a novel, why don't we do more."

"What to do?" Yao Rong asked, but she probably guessed what Ye Heqi was thinking.

"Publish a divorce statement in the newspaper unilaterally, sever ties with the Ye family, and divorce Ye Fuguang!"

"This... but I've never heard of anyone getting a divorce by publishing an announcement in the newspaper."

"No one has done this before, but it doesn't mean it's not possible." Ye Heqi sneered, "Doesn't Ye Fuguang work for a newspaper in Shanghai? Then we will publish the divorce statement in newspapers in Shanghai and Peking at the same time, so that everyone will know what that bastard Ye Fuguang did - it's not that Ye Fuguang abandoned you, but that you took the initiative to kick him away and chose to embrace a new and free life."

Yao Rong whispered, "Divorce is not glorious for women, but for men, it's just a romantic affair."

"No." Ye Heqi's eyes revealed a cunning look, "If you choose to divorce in the newspaper, you will be the first person in the Republic of China to divorce in the newspaper, an anti-feudal fighter, and a pioneer of women's liberation consciousness. And Ye Fuguang will only become a laughing stock of everyone."

Every gossip she had read on the Internet that year did not let her down.

Isn't it just marketing!

Isn't it just hype!

Her mother can be a role model.

She has thought of the marketing strategy -

Yao Rong, an ordinary woman oppressed by feudalism, completed the awakening of consciousness and achieved the rise of personality after reading "Women's Newspaper" with her daughter for a month. In the end, she took her daughter to resist the feudal patriarch, escaped from feudal oppression, and welcomed the new world of freedom.

Touching, it is really too touching.

It was so exciting.

Any progressive person who is interested in awakening the people's thoughts should pick up a copy of Women's Newspaper and read the novel adapted from a true story.

The slogan is:

If you don't read Women's Newspaper, you won't understand awakening!