Chapter 232 What? You've earned foreign exchange.
"Woo..."
Amid the roar of the train, Cheng Xuyuan looked at the familiar scenery ahead.
The Changfeng County Railway Station, which consists of only a few bungalows, is still dilapidated. However, at this moment, as the sun sets, there are more villagers carrying baskets and selling cooked eggs on the platform.
On the platform, there were a few people waiting to pick up passengers standing sparsely.
This kind of scene made Cheng Xuyuan feel a little emotional.
Although this is not his hometown, the memories of Changfeng County in his heart made Cheng Xuyuan feel countless emotions.
Cheng Xuyuan didn't care what to do about the seminars on the works of "Desire" and "Lush".
After sending Liu Xinwu away, Cheng Xuyuan asked Fang Yuqing to be his adviser and help him buy a lot of things at the Friendship Store, and then they boarded the train back to Changfeng County.
Qin Wenhui helped buy the train ticket, a sleeper ticket.
Although the price is a bit expensive, it is very comfortable and much better than ordinary hard seats. Generally speaking, this kind of ticket cannot be bought with money alone, it also requires a certain status.
For example, some letters of introduction! Compared with the sleeper berth, what made Cheng Xuyuan even happier was the train passing through Changfeng County. Not only was the time adjusted, but the frequency was also increased.
During the Chinese New Year last year, the trains passing through Changfeng County all arrived at around four or five in the morning.
And now, there is another train that arrives at the station at around 6pm.
This time, Cheng Xuyuan took the train that arrived at around 6:00 p.m.
"Xuyuan." When Cheng Xuyuan got off the car with his luggage, he saw his uncle Cheng Jiadong waving at him, and immediately greeted him with a smile.
"Xuyuan, why did you come back just now? Feng Xiaoxia has been on vacation for more than 20 days!" Cheng Jiadong, who was wearing a gray vest, seemed to have not changed since Cheng Xuyuan left.
He took a canvas bag from Cheng Xuyuan and asked.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "I had some things to do at school, so I was delayed for a few days!"
"Ouch, your bag is so heavy!" Cheng Jiadong usually works in the office. When he took the bag from Cheng Xuyuan, he almost dropped it on the ground.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Uncle, let me do it."
"It's okay, I was not mentally prepared. What's in your bag? Why did you bring it all the way here?" Cheng Jiadong asked curiously.
Cheng Xuyuan glanced at the people around him, hesitated for a moment and said: "Nothing, just textbooks for class."
"You, you don't forget to study even during the holidays." Cheng Jiadong had no doubts.
As the two were talking, they arrived outside the platform. Cheng Jiadong pushed out the stored bicycle, and then the two of them rode a bicycle towards Cheng Jiadong's home.
The streets of Changfeng County have not changed much.
There is also no change in Cheng Jiadong's home.
It’s still the same two streets, and the same tube-shaped building with only two rooms.
Aunt Li Xiu'e was cooking in the corridor outside the room. The aroma of meat attracted the attention of all the neighbors.
"Xiu'e, it's not a festival now, why does your family have so much meat?" A middle-aged woman who had a good relationship with Li Xiu'e said while cooking.
The middle-aged woman was stir-frying beans, without any meat. Even the lard she added was only a tiny bit, so of course it was bland and tasteless.
So the two half-grown boys of the middle-aged woman's family were now looking eagerly towards Li Xiu'e's house.
Li Xiu'e did not hide it and said, "There are guests coming to our house."
"My nephew who is studying at Yenching University is coming back for the summer vacation. As his aunt, I have to make a delicious meal for him."
"Xiu'e, I heard that your nephew is not only studying at Yenching University, but is also a famous writer!"
"By the way, what did he write?"
Hearing this, Li Xiu'e suddenly became more energetic.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard the square box radio on the wall at home start to ring: "Dear listeners, now is the novel broadcast time. What you will hear next is the novel "Desire" by the famous young writer Xu Lingyun..."
Hearing the broadcast, a smile immediately appeared on Li Xiu'e's face.
She deliberately said loudly: "It's a novel written by my nephew. You have all heard of it."
"Now, aren't you listening?"
"Xiu'e, you are really good at praising. The song we are listening to now, "Desire", was written by Xu Lingyun."
"Xu Lingyun's last name is Xu, and your nephew's last name is Cheng. They are not the same person at all!" The middle-aged woman said with a smile, "Don't recognize a nephew randomly."
"Otherwise, Xu Lingyun would not be willing."
Li Xiu'e laughed and said, "Sister Chunhong, you still work in our cultural center, how come you don't know that writers usually use pen names."
"Xu Lingyun is the pen name of Jiadong's nephew Cheng Xuyuan."
The middle-aged woman known as Sister Chunhong suddenly stopped the spatula in her hand and said in an unbelievable tone: "Xiu'e, you mean...you mean this Xu Lingyun is Cheng Xuyuan's pen name?"
"Is Cheng Xuyuan Xu Lingyun?"
Li Xiu'e looked at Sister Chunhong and became more and more proud.
She said with a smile: "Sister Chunhong, I lied to you about this!"
"Let me tell you, the song 'Desire' that we are listening to now was written by him at home when he returned to his hometown for the Chinese New Year."
Just when Li Xiu'e was talking happily, she saw Cheng Jiadong riding a bicycle, and Cheng Xuyuan sitting on the back seat carrying two large bags, rushing back together.
"Xiu'e, that guy behind is Cheng Xuyuan, he's really handsome!"
"I think Xu Lingyun in The Pursuit of Happyness should be like this."
"Yes, he is well-mannered, handsome and elegant!"
…
"Let's go down and welcome them." A big sister who had just finished cooking simply put down the spatula and said loudly.
Then, her voice really had the effect of attracting a hundred responses. At her call, more than a dozen middle-aged women came down at once.
Seeing this, Li Xiu'e put the twice-cooked pork she had just prepared on a plate and quickly went downstairs.
Cheng Xuyuan had just got off Cheng Jiadong's bicycle when he saw a dozen middle-aged women coming towards him.
"Sister Chunhong, Sister Zhao, what are you doing..." Cheng Jiadong asked curiously when he saw this situation.
Although he was surprised, he was not panicked. After all, those who rushed down were all their neighbors. They were their own people and they could talk to them easily.
"Jiadong, is this your nephew Xu Lingyun?" Sister Chunhong asked first.
Cheng Jiadong was stunned for a moment, but still said, "Sister Chunhong, this is my nephew Cheng Xuyuan, his pen name is Xu Lingyun."
At this time, the voice on the radio came again: "Dear listeners, today's broadcast of Xu Lingyun's novel "Desire" ends here. Please pay attention to listen at the same time tomorrow..."
Hearing this voice, Sister Chunhong and the others showed more curiosity and admiration.
"Is he the Xu Lingyun mentioned on the broadcast just now?" Sister Chunhong asked in a trembling voice.
Cheng Jiadong smiled and said, "'Desire' was written by Xuyuan."
"Xuyuan, this is your Aunt Zhao, this is your Aunt Ma, this is..."
After listening to the introduction, Cheng Xuyuan understood in his mind that no matter how he tried to avoid them at this moment, it would be futile, so he simply greeted Aunt Zhao and the others openly.
"Hello, Aunt Zhao, Aunt Ma, Aunt Chen..."
"Oh, they are college students, and they are so polite!" said Sister Chunhong.
"Xuyuan, I heard that you are studying at Yanjing University, which is our best university. Where are you..."
"Xiao Cheng, are you married?"
…
Hearing this messy greeting, Cheng Jiadong hurriedly said, "Sister Zhao, Xuyuan has been on the train for a whole day and is very tired. Let him go home and rest first."
"After dinner, let's come home and talk."
Li Xiu'e also came over and said, "Sister Chunhong, this is not the place to talk. Let's let the child drink some water first."
With the escort of Cheng Jiadong and his wife, Cheng Xuyuan finally arrived at Cheng Jiadong's home safely.
Li Xiu'e had just poured a glass of water for Cheng Xuyuan when Cheng Jiadong couldn't wait to ask, "What happened just now?"
"Just now, Sister Chunhong said that our Xuyuan is a student at Yenching University and a writer. How come I haven't heard of his works? It just so happened that "Desire" was broadcast on the radio, so I said it was written by our Xuyuan."
After Li Xiu'e finished speaking, she said guiltily: "Xuyuan, I didn't expect them to make such a fuss."
Cheng Xuyuan could hear a sense of pride in Li Xiu'e's voice.
Naturally, Cheng Xuyuan couldn't say much about this kind of pride that came from himself.
He smiled and said, "Aunt, this is not your fault. It's really because everyone has been so kind to me."
As he spoke, Cheng Xuyuan opened a bag and said, "Aunt, I didn't buy anything good when I came back from Beijing this time."
"This is the fabric we bought from the Friendship Store. Please make some clothes for Xudong and the others."
When Li Xiu'e took the cloth that Cheng Xuyuan handed over, she felt that the cloth was not only bright in color, but also very soft and comfortable to the touch. It was much better than the old cotton cloth she used to make clothes at home! Although the cloth was not unfolded, Li Xiu'e felt that it was a lot of cloth.
She was also a worldly-wise person, and after a secret estimate, she felt that these cloths were worth at least 20 or 30 yuan, and that didn't include the cloth coupons.
"Xuyuan, we have fabrics for making clothes at home. I just made clothes for your cousins two days ago. You should take them back and let your mother use them."
Although she felt a little reluctant, Li Xiu'e still felt that the value of the fabric was too high.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Aunt, I have also prepared something for my mother. This is specially for you. It is at least a little gift from me. Please keep it."
As he spoke, Cheng Xuyuan took out another pack of cigarettes and two bottles of Wuliangye and placed them on the table, saying, "Uncle, I don't know what to bring you, just keep it and drink it slowly."
Cheng Jiadong frowned as he looked at the cigarettes and alcohol Cheng Xuyuan had put down, and said angrily, "Xuyuan, this is too much of a waste! I don't want it. Take this thing home, it will be useful when everyone comes to see you."
"I don't need it here."
Cheng Xuyuan said: "Uncle, I still have a lot in my bag, don't worry."
As he spoke, he took out some candies, snacks and the like and placed them on the table.
Looking at the items on the table, Cheng Jiadong frowned again and said, "Xuyuan, it's true that you can make a little money from writing, but where did you get the tickets to buy so many things?"
Cheng Jiadong knew very well that to buy things now, one not only needed money but also tickets.
Take the pile of candies that Cheng Xuyuan placed on the table, for example. A lot of candy coupons were needed.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Uncle, a work I wrote was accepted by a newspaper in Hong Kong, and they paid me royalties in Hong Kong dollars."
"When you withdraw money, it will be exchanged for overseas remittance vouchers."
“So it’s quite convenient to buy things.”
Hong Kong, overseas remittance vouchers, newspapers...
After listening to these things, Cheng Jiadong felt a little confused. He really wanted to ask his nephew, what are you talking about? Why don’t I understand it at all?
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