Looking at her expression, Lin Chaoyang nodded, "It's true that there's a lot of difference, but it's not like we're not making money. I'm writing novels now and can earn at least two to three thousand yuan a year. I can still afford to buy this house."

of."

"But it is twelve thousand yuan after all. We only have more than two thousand yuan in hand, and the difference is almost ten thousand yuan." Tao Yushu said with some frustration.

"Didn't I just say that the landlord said that we can pay in installments?"

"The key to the problem is not whether we can pay in installments, but that we can't afford so much money now!"

"Listen, let me settle the account for you." Lin Chaoyang took her hand.

Tao Yushu looked at him, but there was no confidence in his eyes, "Just tell me."

"Look, you have 2,500 yuan in your hand now. "Garland Under the Mountain" will be published as a single volume soon. This month, the Publishing Bureau has just issued new regulations on royalties and restored royalties for print runs.

With the popularity of "Garland Under the Mountain", it is not a problem to sell hundreds of thousands of copies. It is conservatively estimated that I can get nearly 1,500 yuan in royalties, which is 4,000 yuan.

Besides..."

When Lin Chaoyang said this, his expression became distorted. Tao Yushu looked at his face. This expression seemed familiar, and the scene of a certain day a year ago flashed in her mind.

"What else?" she asked in a cold voice.

"Well, don't I want to buy a house? I just wanted to earn more royalties, so I took the time to write one...two novels when I was working."

"Is it one article or two?" Tao Yushu's eyes widened and his eyebrows stood up.

Lin Chaoyang said honestly: "One short story and one medium novel."

"Okay!" Tao Yushu stood up suddenly, "How many things are you hiding from me?"

"No more, really no more, wife!" Lin Chaoyang backed away repeatedly, "Daughter-in-law, I also want to earn... earn some royalties and buy a big house!"

Tao Yushu's eyes glared at Lin Chaoyang, his face was gloomy, and he never spoke, as if he was brewing a thunderous rage.

Lin Chaoyang continued: "I just wanted to buy a house and give you a surprise. Unfortunately, my writing efficiency was not high, so I only wrote two articles. I didn't expect this house to be so expensive. Originally, I planned to buy a house and then tell you about it.

of……"

He kept making excuses with a guilty conscience, and Tao Yushu just kept looking at him until he almost ran out of words. He showed a flattering smile to Tao Yushu in a desperate manner.

"Daughter-in-law, hehe!"

With a "puff", Tao Yushu's stern face blossomed into a smile like a peach blossom, and she let out a silver bell-like laughter. Her laughter made Lin Chaoyang at a loss.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing at you for being such a big fool."

"Am I stupid?" Lin Chaoyang asked blankly.

"Yes, you're just stupid." Tao Yushu rolled his eyes at him, took out a copy of "Shanghai Literature and Art" from the bookshelf and opened it, "Is this written by you?"

Lin Chaoyang glanced at the magazine and was shocked. The page he opened was "Qiu Ju's Lawsuit".

He was surprised and said: "How did you know?"

"Only a fool doesn't know. If you use the name of the male protagonist in a novel as a pen name, you are the only one who can do it." Tao Yushu said angrily.

"That's not necessarily me. No one stipulates that others cannot use the actor's name as a pen name." He argued forcefully.

"But it's not the first time you've done this!"

Tao Yushu's fatal words left Lin Chaoyang speechless.

He asked without giving up: "Then when did you know about it?"

"Do you think you're pretending well?" Tao Yushu didn't answer his question, but mocked.

Lin Chaoyang looked at him depressedly, "Just tell me when you knew it."

"Mom said that time you gave my eldest brother fifty yuan, saying it was the money for the TV ticket."

"Brother is too talkative." Lin Chaoyang complained.

"Stop blurring the focus." Tao Yushu's tone became stern, "Tell me, how many times have you told me that you still refuse to change despite repeated admonitions?"

"I also want to give you a surprise!" Lin Chaoyang used his rhetoric again.

"Hmph! Surprise? I'm surprised, but where's the joy?" Tao Yushu asked, holding his hands in front of his chest.

"That..." Lin Chaoyang touched his pocket knowingly and took out only a few cents. Then he lowered his head to dig through the soles of his shoes and took out four big unity sheets folded into small squares. He unfolded them and handed them to Tao Yushu.

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The bills she had just pulled out from the soles of her shoes smelled like salty hairtail fish, and she pinched them in disgust.

"That's it? Is this the surprise you gave me?"

"This is the fee for the last manuscript. The other fee has not yet arrived. This manuscript is long, 120,000 words. It will be published in Harvest this month, and it will cost at least a thousand yuan."

The smile on Lin Chaoyang's face was slightly flattering, and he added: "I didn't spend the royalties squandering, so I only occasionally improved the food. I gave my eldest brother money for TV tickets, bought you gifts, invited my family to watch performances, and bought things.

It came from here. It’s been a year and there are still so many left!”

"I have to praise you for your frugal spending, right?" Tao Yushu asked in a strange tone.

"No, no, no matter how much I save, I won't be able to save as much as you, my wife! I think men still feel confident when they go out and have some money in their pockets."

"Hey~ It's because I didn't give you enough money." Tao Yushu continued to be weird.

"No, no, absolutely not. This is all..."

"Okay!"

Tao Yushu interrupted Lin Chaoyang's nonsense, shook his head and sighed: "You, your cleverness is not more than one-tenth of your talent in writing novels."

Lin Chaoyang was speechless. I seemed to have been praised or scolded.

"You won't do this kind of thing again, will you?" Tao Yushu asked, squinting his eyes.

Lin Chaoyang shook his head like a rattle, "Daughter-in-law, I did this all to surprise you!"

Tao Yushu snorted coldly, "Stop pouring me the ecstasy soup."

She added: "The ten yuan will be gone from now on."

"Ah? Stop!" Lin Chaoyang was shocked.

The small treasury is gone, and the pocket money is gone, how can he live?

Tao Yushu looked at him with a mournful expression, a suppressed smile on his face.

"Twenty dollars for you!"

In a matter of moments, Lin Chaoyang experienced a reverse bungee jumping journey from hell to heaven.

His face looked like he was surviving a disaster, "Daughter-in-law, can you please stop breathing heavily when we talk?"

"You deserve it!"

When Lin Chaoyang saw the ice melting from her expression, he continued the previous topic and said: "With this one thousand yuan, we will have five thousand yuan."

Returning to the topic just now, Tao Yushu's originally relaxed expression became tangled again.

"But it's still a lot worse!"

"Think about it, how much money did we have at this time last year?

Du Feng said that the landlord wants to sell the house quickly, so we can go take a look first and negotiate the price! If we can negotiate for 10,000, isn't there still a difference of 5,000?

I will try to write more novels next year and try to fill this hole as soon as possible."

How much cheaper can it be if you negotiate the price?

As for her husband's talk of writing more novels, she even gave up hope.

Novel is so easy to write, and many writers may not be able to write a novel in a year or two.

Tao Yushu didn't say this. Seeing her husband working so hard for their small family, she couldn't bear to expose his dream.

"Then go and have a look!" Tao Yushu gritted his teeth and said, at worst, he would just go home and buy some wool.

On this weekend, Du Feng arrived at Yanda early in the morning, but did not enter Tao's house. Instead, he waited by the Langrun Lake Apartment.

After a while, Lin Chaoyang and Tao Yushu came down from upstairs, and the three of them got together and rode their bicycles towards the gate of Yan University.

Yanjing's three-ring concept has been proposed since the 1950s, but at that time it was built in sections. It was not until 1965 that it began to take shape, and it was still called a ring road.

In the "Yanjing Tour Map" published in the 1960s, the North Third Ring Road was divided into Beihuan West Road and Beihuan East Road, the East Third Ring Road was divided into Donghuan North Road and Donghuan South Road, and the location of the South Third Ring Road appeared.

Nanhuan East Road. This is the first time in the history of Yanjing that the word "Ring Road" appears. At this time, the Second Ring Road has not yet been marked.

The Overseas Chinese Apartment in Huayuan Village is located next to the Huayuan Bridge on the West Third Ring Road. The "Scenery of the Imperial Capital" written in the Ming Dynasty said, "Ten miles south of Fuchengmen, there is Huayuan Village, the ancient garden, and the subsequent village is now Pingchou."

Hundreds of years ago during the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, this place was the private garden of dignitaries, and later it became the countryside of Pingchou.

After the founding of New China, the construction of overseas Chinese apartments changed the situation here.

Du Feng and Lin Chaoyang arrived at the gate of the courtyard. After the security guard asked them about their purpose, they signed in and then picked up the phone in the security room and dialed the number, apparently to notify the landlord.

Du Feng said to Lin Chaoyang in a low voice: "Did you see it? I'm in time to join a government agency, but it only costs money."

Overseas Chinese Apartment is the first residential complex in Yanjing to provide property at a cost of eight yuan per household per month.
To be continued...