Qiao Sanli also stopped trying to protect Qian Wen, subconsciously forgetting that her eldest brother did not need their protection.

Qiao Zuwang looked very shameless, his face turned red and his neck was thick with anger, didn't he want to lose face?

The old father has no face left at all.

"Brother, why did you and dad have a quarrel?" Sanli asked in a low voice.

Qian Wen asked Sanli and the others to go and be busy as they should, but Sanli and the others refused to leave, fearing that they would have another conflict. Qian Wen didn't bother him either. He looked at Qiao Zuwang and said, "I have a plan for my money. It's useful.

I don’t have spare money for you to invest or do business.”

"You make no less than me now, just from that... that newspaper contract, and the martial arts novel you wrote for the newspaper.

Now many people subscribe to that newspaper just to read the martial arts novels you wrote.

I have inquired about it, and every time the newspaper office gives you a lot of money.

You students can spend as much money as you want, and it will still be useful. You are a liar. If you lend it to me, it doesn’t mean I won’t pay it back to you.

Besides, what I want is the money for your mother’s jade bracelet, so I should have a share of it.”

Qian Wen didn't expect that Qiao Zuwang's inquiries were quite detailed.

Because school studies were too childish for him, he was idle at school, so he thought of some ways to make extra money. He couldn't just rely on selling big fish to make extra money. This was too much luck.

I just thought of the simplest thing, doing copywriting in my free time.

Now that the special period has just passed, an extremely hot reading craze has set off in the mainland. Nowadays, there are no mobile phones, computers, and even TVs, and few people have them. Newspapers, magazines, and magazines have become a rare entertainment nowadays.

Qian Wen wrote a short martial arts novel and went to the newspaper to recommend himself.

As a result, the newspaper director was attracted by his unique martial arts style.

He uses his free time to earn some money.

However, because he is not yet 18, there are many restrictions on him, which are not very beneficial. He does not want to make wedding clothes for others, and Qiao Zuwang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he did not bring out anything genuine, just simply wrote

Some short stories.

Other genuine items, such as "Seeking Qin Ji" and "The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", etc., I plan to take them out bit by bit when I go to college.

Unexpectedly, he asked Qiao Zuwang to lend him the money without even realizing that there was any commotion.

"I have already spent all the money from Jade Bracelet to build a hut, brew martial arts oil, eat three meals a day, and buy some clothes for the second strongman and the others.

Including me, five mouths would have been spent long ago.

As for my royalties, it has nothing to do with you." Qian Wen said, waving his fingers.

In Qiao Zuwang's opinion, they were all excuses, "You really don't want to borrow it?"

"There is nothing we can do." Qian Wen spread his hands.

"Humph." Qiao Zuwang waved his hand angrily, then turned around and walked out the door. He couldn't stay in this house anymore, so he finally opened his mouth, but in the end he lost all face.

Passing by Qiao Erqiang and the others, thinking of their disobedient behavior just now, he suddenly kicked Erqiang in the butt, "They are all white-eyed wolves. If you treat your father like this, it will strike you like lightning."

People beat you and you still lick your face to please them. I don't have a spineless son like you.

I should have continued to let your second aunt find someone else to marry me in the first place, but now you are bullying me with this angry guy!"

After kicking him, he didn't dare to stop at all. He ran out of the small courtyard as if his feet were on fire.

Being attacked, Er Qiang had a look of pain on his face and wanted to cover his buttocks, but he didn't dare. He faced the door and shouted in the direction where Qiao Zu had disappeared, "Dad, what are you doing!"

Qian Wen was speechless. What his father did was like no one else.

In the past, there were many children in the family. In this era, when it was difficult to raise children, they would choose to send a son or daughter out.

In the play, Qiao Zuwang was also born in Qiqi, his wife passed away, and he was idle, so he wanted his sister-in-law to find a good family and give him a baby girl.

Qian Wen told his second aunt Wei Shufang early in the morning that there was no need to look for her.

That's all, Qiao Zuwang still remembers.

You are so small-minded.

"Simei, help your second brother go back to the house and lie down." Qian Wen ordered.

Qiao Simei nodded and carefully helped Er Qiang towards the hut.

Sanli looked at him, "Brother, dad..."

"It's okay, the old man is a smart guy, you can go back and do your work."

This incident is just a small episode, Qiao Zuwang will give you surprises from time to time, and he is not used to it.

In the evening, Qiao Zuwang came back, with a dark face, and ignored them. He didn't eat anything, so he went into the house and lay down.

In the hut, they got into and out of bed, and the two strong men were lying on their stomachs on the lower bunk.

Qian Wen was at the small desk in the hut, holding a pen and writing the martial arts novel that needed to be submitted to the newspaper at the end of this month.

"Brother." Qiao Erqiang suddenly called him.

"Say." Qian Wen didn't stop writing or raise his head.

Qiao Erqiang paused for a moment, then said unspeakably, "Niu Ye... Niu Ye wants to learn martial arts from you, let me ask you if you want to accept him.

He is willing to pay money and become our disciple, and he also calls me my master, and he will never bully his master and destroy his ancestors."

As soon as the pen in his hand stopped, Qian Wen had a strange look on his face, "Call me master? Bully your master and destroy your ancestors? Become a disciple?"

Nothing and nothing.

There is really no shortage of middle school boys in any era.’

"Are you showing off to me?" He turned to look at Qiao Erqiang on the bed and said sternly.

"No, brother, you have to believe me.

One time while watching TV at Niuye's house, someone had some conflicts and started fighting.

I stopped him quickly, and then...then I just kept bragging."

Qian Wen looked at him with a half-smile but didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Qiao Erqiang laughed a few times, "Okay, after bragging, I did a set of punches in front of him.

Since then, Niu Ye has been pestering me, wanting to learn martial arts, and asked me to ask my elder brother if he would accept more people."

Qian Wen walked over, sat down, and patted Erqiang's buttocks. Qiao Erqiang grinned and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Brother."

"Not accepted."

"Okay, big brother." Qiao Erqiang said obediently.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons are colorful.

Qian Wen grew up little by little, and the fourth primary school also thrived.

The time has arrived in 1983.

He is 18 and will take the college entrance examination tomorrow.

Everyone has confidence in him, the school teachers, the fourth primary school student at home, and even Qiao Zuwang.

Of course he himself is more confident.

A few days ago, the whole family was dominated by him. He opened his mouth when he was wearing clothes and stretched out his hands when he came to eat. The whole family was afraid of affecting him.

Qiao Zuwang's steps were a little lighter.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Qiao Erqiang got up and prepared food for him.

Second uncle Qi Zhiqiang also drove Qi Weimin to their home early in the morning on a tricycle and took him to the examination room very considerately.

Qi Weimin also took the college entrance examination today.

"10%, let's see who does better in the exam." Qi Weimin said confidently.

"I don't know who has always been the loser."

"Just tell me whether you want to compare or not."
Chapter completed!