Chapter 146：

It was the summer vacation. At this time, the children were taking a lunch break, and Su Xiaoxiao was racing against time to recite the quotations. When she saw Minister Jiang personally visiting, she was very surprised: "Minister Jiang, why are you here in person? Is there something urgent?"

Minister Jiang put down the snacks he brought for the child and waved his hand: "No, no, don't worry, Comrade Su."

Su Xiaoxiao poured him a glass of water, Minister Jiang moistened his throat and said, "It's Comrade Su Xiaoxiao, I believe you have also seen your children's works, don't you think it's amazing?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded: "It's really good, but Minister Jiang has a good leadership."

Minister Jiang loves to chat with Su Xiaoxiao, he is gentle and courteous, and he is very comfortable to listen to: "I won't betray you anymore, it's like this, there are publishing houses that want to publish brochures and promote them all over the country. Children can continue to create serialized works and publish them in newspapers. I said that I should ask the children’s opinions before answering. However, Comrade Su, let’s say something from the heart. They can also earn some royalties. The most important thing is that they can set an example for children in the whole country, change those stereotypes that reading is useless, and believe in their hearts that knowledge can really change their destiny.

Recently, the wind of resuming the college entrance examination has been blowing. I believe you know it. Let me tell you this. The college entrance examination will definitely resume. It should be a matter of the year. He's smart enough to take two years each in junior high and high school, and he doesn't even need it, right? In other words, he will be able to take the college entrance examination and go to college in four or five years at most. We will use this timeline as the benchmark and continue to serialize until the rice ball goes to college. Of course, if they are still interested, they can continue to serialize. After all, there are still small bean buns to take over, right? There are also small meat buns and small glutinous rice balls. Let’s let children all over the country see how outstanding children like rice **** can change their destiny through knowledge, and how to study hard Realize your great ideals. "

Minister Jiang became more and more excited as he spoke, standing up and hitting his left palm with his right fist, as if this would happen soon.

Han Cheng and Onigiri stood at the door of their respective rooms at some point in time. Father and son looked at each other. Onigiri yawned and shrugged: "Uncle Jiang, why did you come to our house at noon to paint flatbread?"

Minister Jiang was naturally overjoyed when he heard the voice of the rice ball: "The rice ball is here, Uncle Jiang just happens to have something to tell you."

The rice ball yawned again: "I heard it all, there is no problem with writing and writing, we are good at it, the question is how much money can you give us? Uncle Jiang, don't you know, I've been short of money recently, and our family is about to drink The northwest wind!"

Minister Jiang was stunned for a moment: "Director Han, has your family encountered any difficulties recently? Why don't you tell me if I can help?"

Han Cheng shook his head: "Heartleader, nothing to do." Han Cheng glanced at his son, "Will you try to talk nonsense again?"

Onigiri closed his mouth and made a zipper motion on his lips.

My mother is going to college, and my old father is going to school with my mother. No one in the family can make money. He seriously considered whether to bring Xiaodoubao back to Sujia Village to go to school with Dabao and Xiaobao. It is not impossible to eat sweet potatoes grown by his grandmother every day. In addition, he and Xiaodoubao have saved some New Year's money in their hands, and occasionally go to Mowton Meat can still improve your life.

Pity that his little rice ball is about to worry about making a living soon. If there is a subsidy for the manuscript fee, it will be different. It is too expensive to raise a small meat bun at home, let alone enough to support the family, even if the manuscript fee is enough to support the small meat bun It's worth it.

Onigiri also stopped making jokes: "Aiya, Uncle Jiang, can you tell me how much manuscript fee we can get?"

Minister Jiang gave an approximate number, and the rice **** widened their eyes: "Is there really so much money?" He recalled that his mother usually told him about the household expenses, as if it was really enough to buy meat?

Minister Jiang nodded: "This is just the royalties of the booklet before publication. If you publish a serial, you can publish it four times a month on a weekly basis. I can talk to them again, and maybe it can be improved a bit."

The rice ball nodded frantically: "We can do it, we can do it! Uncle Jiang is dissatisfied with you and said, I have almost finished the knowledge of junior high school, and I have a lot of free time, not to mention once a week, isn't the daily newspaper printed every day? Once a day is not difficult, it can be done in an hour or two a day.”

"Rice ball," Su Xiaoxiao interrupted him, "don't agree to it, we have to hold a family meeting to discuss this matter before we talk about it."

Minister Jiang was so overjoyed that he didn't even look outside, and was interrupted by Su Xiaoxiao.

Su smiled and said, "We know about Minister Jiang, and thank you for making this trip in person. Can we give you an answer after we discuss it?"

Minister Jiang was in a hurry: "Comrade Su, this is a great thing that can't be met. I promise that it will benefit the children's future development without any harm. I also watched them grow up. , can I still harm them?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Minister Jiang, I didn't mean that. Our family knows about this, but Zhuzi's parents don't know it yet. We have to discuss it with them, right? Publishing must be No problem, it’s easy to talk about royalties, but I need to evaluate how much study time it will take for the children to determine whether it is a monthly or a weekly. It is impossible for a daily magazine, as it will take up too much of the children. In my spare time, I will not agree."

Su Xiaoxiao has already said this for the sake of it, and Minister Jiang is not easy to ask questions, and besides, he really has to discuss it with Zhuzi's parents: "I am too anxious, anyway, this is the case, then I will first Don't bother you, you can discuss and give me an answer as soon as possible, so I can talk to the person in charge of the publishing house."

Su smiled and nodded: "I know, thank you."

Han Cheng went to see Minister Jiang, and Su Xiaoxiao called the rice ball to him: "Son, come here, tell your mother honestly, what have you done recently, why are you short of money?"

The little rice ball blinked and pointed to his nose: "Me? Short, money?" Rice ball shook his head, "It's not that I'm short of money, it's that our family is short of money!"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him helplessly: "When did our family run out of money? Mom and Dad have salaries, and now you have to pay for everything you buy, you can't spend it if you have money, and it won't cost you much to support you. Dad is alone. You can’t spend all your income, and your mother saves all the money for you to go to college, so how could the family be short of money?”

Seeing that his father hadn't come back, the little rice ball got closer and secretly said to his mother, "Mom, our family is not short of money now, but when you go to college, your father will also quit his job and follow him, and I don't know if any unit will accept him. At that time, who will make money in the family? It is rare to have such a good opportunity to make money now, so why not seize it? The three of us really don’t take much time to write and draw something. There is only one month left in the summer vacation. You can draw something that has been serialized for a year, and if you don’t mention anything else, the manuscript fee you earn is at least enough for Xiaoroubao to buy meat to eat, right?”

Su Xiaoxiao really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hugged the big cub and kissed him on the face. How could He Dehe raise so many little angels.

The little rice ball blushed and jumped away: "Mom, I'm not a little meat bun, I'm grown up, you can't kiss me casually in the future!"

Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and said, "You are still my son when you are eighty years old. In my eyes, you are still a child. Mom told you that you don't have to worry about money. Even if your mom goes to college, there will be subsidies. Dad It's not that he doesn't work, he just plans to go to further studies, and the salary and subsidies will only be more than now with the project team. Don't think about it all day long, you little melon seeds?

Mom told you that before you are 18, you just need to grow up well, combine work and rest, learn knowledge and knowledge, play when you need to play, and experience when you need to, as long as you grow up happily and happily That's good, my mother doesn't object to you doing this, because this is also a kind of hobby. Even if you want to learn music and dance, as long as you are happy, your mother will support it on the premise of not affecting your studies. But don't do it as a burden, that would lose its original meaning and fun, understand? "

The rice ball thought for a while, then nodded: "I understand mom, I want to draw the expression you are talking about now, and also write this paragraph of what you said, oh oh oh oh, I have more material, Comrade Su Xiaoxiao , your little rice ball is now proclaiming that you are the best mother in the world! I will quickly tell Zhuzi and Aunt Yali the good news, and they will definitely be very happy too."

After the little rice ball finished speaking, he ran out and almost bumped into the old father who came in from outside. The little rice ball took the opportunity to hug the old father and said in the tone of an old cadre, "Comrade Hancheng, I really envy you for marrying a good daughter-in-law. "After saying that, he ran away.

Han Cheng: "...?"

Han Cheng looked at his son's cheerful back and asked Su Xiaoxiao, "What happened to the rice ball?"

Su Xiaoxiao had already bent over with a smile, and said with a small pear vortex, "Comrade Hancheng, I really envy you for having such a good son."

Hancheng: "…"