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¡°Half the battle is won.¡±
When a ladle of cold water was poured from his pocket, Wang Weitang was stunned and asked: "Why do you say that?"
Wang Jialiang held the pipe and pot in his arms and glanced at his youngest son. He didn't say anything, but he was cursing in his heart.
What are you doing asking so many questions? Da Ya said that if you are half successful, then you must be only half successful, so you cannot be promising and guard against arrogance and impetuosity.
The Chinese character "horoscope" has only been drawn for a moment, and then its tail is raised.
There is no future.
"Fourth uncle! You have to think about this yourself." Wang Sihan picked up Wuya who had just woken up and gave her water. His tone was calm, "It is true that your manuscript has been selected, but it must be published. It counts only when it is published. If it is not published, who knows what will happen in the middle? Let¡¯s keep a low profile and wait until it is actually published and the royalties are paid.¡±
After thinking about it, Wang Weitang also felt that it was right. Things in the world are unpredictable, and no one knows what the outcome will be in the end. If he goes out shouting like a big mouth now, but leaves nothing behind later, will others look down on him even more?
After Wu Ya drank the water, her small black eyes moved around, looking here and there. Wang Sihan felt that her sister was so cute and couldn't help teasing her, while brainwashing Wang Weitang.
"Actually! It's better to keep a low profile. What you have is your own and has nothing to do with others. Don't publish a small article about dried tofu in a newspaper. Even if you become a great writer, it won't matter if you write a book. How about it? It¡¯s not just three meals a day and a bed in the evening.
Is it possible that I can still eat six meals a day and sleep in two beds at night? People who are too high-profile usually die quickly. Fourth uncle! You are still young, so don¡¯t be overjoyed when good things happen to you, and don¡¯t be overly sad when bad things happen to you. Just be normal and deal with it calmly. "
After finishing his cigarette, Wang Jialiang looked at his youngest son and snorted. Reprimand: "Remember what your eldest niece said. It's better to learn something at a young age. Don't learn useless things from your mother all day long. Although your eldest niece is young, she can speak and do things better than you, an uncle. Perspective, you can also take a long-term view of things.¡±
In the past, Wang Weitang would definitely not listen to Wang Jialiang, but it is different today. He was convinced by his eldest niece's words and looked at Wang Sihan in surprise, who had been teasing his sister. Wang Weitang felt that his father's words were right.
The eldest niece is indeed young, but she has good vision and a broad mind. She will definitely be a person who will do great things in the future.
Naturally, his mother cannot be compared with her eldest niece. His mother only knows how to behave like an uneducated rural shrew. How can she be compared with her eldest niece who has a gap in her chest and holds the whole world in her heart?
It was obvious that the watermelon was grown by her eldest niece, but she insisted on saying that it was grown by her father. He must have become famous now. He was interviewed and photographed by Chen Ye and even appeared in newspapers.
Look at how much benefit the Wang family has gained from their eldest niece. The second brother has been assigned to work. If his father is really famous, everyone in Anxi County will know him.
The first person to grow watermelons may even be listed in the Anxi County Chronicle. What about him? As long as you keep your feet on the ground, work hard, and use the knowledge in your head to write small articles well, you might be able to make a name for yourself in the small county of Anxi.
¡°When the day comes when the college entrance examination is resumed, if he works harder, he might be able to get into college.
The originally claustrophobic heart was completely opened, and Wang Weitang saw hope and the future.
"Dad! What you said is right, I have remembered it." As he said that, he reached out and picked up Wuya, teasing him with a silly smile, "Daya! Fourth uncle, thank you, suddenly I feel like I have found my own I will work hard to achieve my goals in life. Now that I¡¯m gone, I still have to go to work.¡±
Returning the Wuya hug to Wang Sihan, Wang Weitang trotted away with a relaxed pace, smiling happily on his face.
For the first time, Wang Jialiang was silently stunned for a while when his youngest son recognized his statement.
He can finally see that as long as it concerns his eldest granddaughter, it is a good thing and nothing bad. He also brought his little granddaughter over and teased her, making her smile with her pink gums exposed.
Thinking about being interviewed and photographed today, my heart felt as sweet as honey.
Hou Chaxiang, who was waiting there, saw his youngest son running over like the wind. He looked up suspiciously at Wang Jialiang and Wang Sihan, who were chatting under the eaves. He glared at them fiercely and patted his buttocks. The dust is gone.
A week later, Wang Weitang received a letter from the newspaper office. There was a newspaper in it. There were not only articles written by him, but also articles written by his father. The title was very big, "The old farmer who grows big watermelons for the benefit of one place", There are pictures beside the text.
Let¡¯s just say it! The newspaper office spent a whole?The page was used to report the incident, including Wang Sihan¡¯s photo.
Hou Chaxiang was the first person to get the letter. She didn't dare to open it casually. She waited until Wang Weitang came back from work before opening it. It not only contains newspapers, but also royalties, which are not much, only one dollar and twenty-eight cents.
Adhering to the low-key behavior mentioned by his eldest niece, he did not make a fuss to promote himself, but Wang Xueyan felt that this matter was not trivial and promoted it everywhere.
Within a short time, the entire Wangjia Village knew that Wang Weitang¡¯s article was published in the county newspaper. Many people did not believe it and even came to their homes to read the newspaper.
??Yu Erniang also came. After reading the newspaper, she patted Wang Weitang on the shoulder: "Good boy, keep working hard, bring honor to our Wangjia Village, and learn from your father and your eldest niece."
Qian Wangcai also smiled and narrowed his eyes. He hugged a cigarette pole and crowded with a group of people to read the newspaper. After reading it, he laughed out loud.
"Our Wangjia Village is famous. Not only are there people who grow watermelons, but there are also people who write articles. Great, Wei Tang! You work hard. If there is anything that needs writing in the commune in the future, I will leave it to my uncle. You. Our village has talented people, and they all come from your family."
Hou Chaxiang replied arrogantly: "No, don't look at the people in my family. They are all very smart."
Many old ladies looked at her with disdain in their eyes.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank Da Ya from your family who was driven away by you for this matter. If she hadn't recognized the watermelon seedlings, what happened today wouldn't have happened."
"No, if Da Ya hadn't let her grandpa plant it, who knows what it would be."
"That child is a very smart person." Yu Erniang answered with a smile, "My old lady has also eaten watermelon, but she has never thought about bringing that thing back to our place to grow it. This is where people are different. People can draw inferences from one instance to another, but even if we live to such a long age, we still don¡¯t understand this.¡±
Hou Chaxiang glanced at Yu Erniang displeasedly, still arrogantly saying: "I, the old Wang family, are not just smart, and they don't like others. You can tell by looking at my fourth child."
Wang Weitang did not join in the trouble with his mother this time, but calmly broke up the trouble.
"The idea of ??writing an article and sending it to the newspaper came from Da Ya. Although I had read books, I never thought I could do this." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com