Chapter 101 Story Release
Rong Chi immediately pulled him aside when he heard this: "Uncle, can you make delicious French fries for Chi'er next time? I want Brother Yibao to eat some too."
Xie Shuangbai tapped his little nose and said, "Next time, bring Brother Yibao with you and I'll cook for you."
Rong Chi cheered happily: "That's great!"
Rong Ye didn't object. He said, "After your uncle Qin Yan leaves, you can ask him to come and stay with you for a few days."
Xie Shuangbai asked, "General Qin is leaving Bincheng?"
"Yes, I'll be there soon."
Xie Shuangbai thought about it and agreed. Rong Ye should have spent every year in the army. This year, it was probably because he was there that he didn't go with Qin Yan.
Rong Ye took Xie Shuangbai's hand and said, "Don't think too much. There are few battles at the border anymore. You don't need to worry."
Xie Shuangbai: "Well, I understand. I'll go with you then."
Rong Ye wiped his hands: "No hurry, what did you do today?"
"Pei Wen has delivered the drawings. The shop will be open in seven days. Then you can wait to collect the money!"
Rong Ye saw that he was smiling like a shrewd little fox, and smiled at him: "Okay."
Although the weather was cold, Wang Shengcai and Pei Wen were very enthusiastic and worked hard.
Pei Wen is in a good mood today, not for any other reason but because today is the first day of the story.
He has been busy with this matter for the past three days and is very excited that it can be released today. He has a hunch that this story will be popular.
"The shopkeeper has prepared everything as you said."
Pei Wen glanced at the illustrations hanging in the shop and nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, everyone who comes to the store today will get one free, regardless of whether they buy anything or not. Do you understand?"
Although the bookstore clerk didn't understand why such a beautiful painting was given for free, he still nodded in agreement.
Pei Wen was still very confident. Their Qingyun Bookstore was one of the best in Bincheng. If it weren't for the high price of books and the small number of readers, their business would not be bad.
Many students on the street were walking towards Qingyun Bookstore.
"Brother Wang, what are they doing?"
"I heard Qingyun Bookstore is giving out free brochures, let's go check it out!"
As the two of them reached the intersection, they heard someone say.
"Alas, why is the line so long? I'm afraid it won't be my turn today."
“I got it, haha!”
"I got it too. My lady will definitely like it. I will definitely give her a reward when the time comes."
"How come you are always so lucky!"
Today, Xiao Menghua quietly brought her maid Xiao Cui out, intending to buy some rare items for her aunt. However, she looked for a long time but still couldn't find anything she liked.
I saw many people in the distance talking excitedly about something.
"Xiao Cui, go and ask them what they are talking about."
Xiao Cui saw two girls of her age in the crowd, so she went up to them and asked.
"Miss, I just asked, and they said Qingyun Bookstore is giving out storybooks for free."
Xiao Menghua became interested. She loved reading storybooks and thought her aunt would like it too.
"Let's go and take a look!"
Qingyun Bookstore ushered in the most popular scene in its history.
"Everyone, please don't push, please don't push, everyone will have a share, everyone will have a share!"
Pei Wen's throat was hoarse from shouting, but the flow of people did not decrease, and there was a tendency to increase.
He glanced at the queue, which had already reached the end of Yongsheng Street.
Xiao Menghua saw so many people queuing up before she even got to the bookstore. She urged:
"Xiao Cui, hurry up and line up. Make sure you grab one."
"Yes, miss!"
Xiao Cui quickly squeezed through the crowd and joined the team.
The line had already stretched to the end of the street and turned another corner. As soon as she stopped, another person lined up behind her.
Xiao Menghua squeezed next to Xiao Cui and said, "Xiao Cui, I'll go to the bookstore first. When you grab it, come find me there."
Seeing so many people, Xiao Cui said worriedly, "Miss, you have to be careful."
Xiao Menghua gave her a reassuring look and squeezed to the front with difficulty.
There was a row of tables at the entrance of the bookstore, and the storybooks were distributed at the door.
But she still saw the huge poster hanging in the store at the door.
The picture shows an old woman crying and shouting something.
The other picture shows an old man crying bitterly.
The picture is so shocking and realistic that even every wrinkle can be seen clearly.
Xiao Menghua was shocked.
She was surrounded by voices discussing the story.
Some scolded her, some made her sad, which made her more and more curious.
I don't know how long I stood there listening, but Xiao Cui called out from afar, "Miss, Miss, I got it!"
Xiao Menghua was overjoyed: "Don't move, I'll go over!"
Xiao Menghua panted and looked at Xiao Cui: "Where is the storybook?"
Xiao Cui wiped the sweat off her forehead and handed over the script.
She stared at the paper in her hand for a moment: "Just one?"
"Yes, Miss, it's not easy to grab this one! The shopkeeper said that if we grab it today, it might be gone tomorrow."
Xiao Menghua waved his hand and said, "Alright, let's see what it is first."
She looked at it carefully.
The paper was thick, folded, and beautifully made. On the back was an illustration of a weeping old woman, the same one that had been hanging in the bookstore.
Xiao Menghua couldn't wait to read the story.
My name is Wang Dazhu, and I’m a famous merchant in town.
Now I am being arrogantly driven out of the house by the concubine and housekeeper.
The surroundings were filled with the son's shouting and the crying of the daughter-in-law and grandson.
Watching my former beloved concubine and my most trusted housekeeper cursing my stupidity and arrogance, I looked at their faces and felt like a huge rock was pressing down on my chest. Finally, a mouthful of blood spurted out and I fell straight down.
The moment I fell to the ground, I saw their smug smiles and my son's frightened expression.
When I woke up again, I was lying in a dilapidated adobe house. The house was very simple and I heard my daughter-in-law and son crying.
Fortunately, the house deed that her mother-in-law asked her to keep was unexpectedly used now.
I listened to their conversation and looked at the house carefully. The more I looked, the more shocked I was. This was the old house where I got married with my first wife when I was young.
Looking back, I was just a poor boy. In order to marry the most beautiful girl in the village, I went out to do business with others. She would always secretly make sweet cakes at home and bring them to me.
I took the cakes she gave me and smiled foolishly, and she always ran away embarrassed by my silly look.
Later, I lived up to her expectations, saved some money, and built this adobe house.
This was the best betrothal gift I could offer at the time.
A bare adobe house.
His family strongly opposed her being with me, but she never despised my poverty and married me despite her family's opposition. For this, she lost her entire family.
Later, I did become rich and gave her the best house, the best jewelry, the most servants, and the most luxurious carriage. But I also changed completely in this torrent of desire.
I had more and more social engagements and was often not at home. When I occasionally went back, I often saw her sighing, sometimes staring at the sycamore tree in the yard, and sometimes staring at the distant sky.
That was because I didn't understand the sadness and pain in her eyes.
Because I have long been dazzled by Rujiao's beautiful concubine.
When I saw her again, she was already terminally ill, her breathing so light that it seemed like she was about to die.
She looked at me with her wrinkled eyes, tears streaming down her face as she called out, "Brother Zhuzi!"
I felt like I was struck by lightning. I didn't dare to look at her and ran out in a hurry.
That night the housekeeper sent word that she had left.
She left silently, and I was only sad for a moment before I was lost in the gentle embrace of her beautiful concubine.
Xiao Menghua was fascinated by it when she realized it was gone. She looked over and over again, "Xiao Cui, is this the only one? The story isn't over yet, did you take too many?"
"No miss, it's really just one."
"Okay, let's go back first."
Xiao Menghua was thinking about this story all the way. There were many people like her. The young ladies who were taken back by the maids to fold the pages were tormented by the remaining story and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
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