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Chapter 12 Subscription

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Wang Xiaoming's reasons are high-sounding, and Wang Kun can't find a reason to object. Besides, he is also interested in books and newspapers. Although he knows that Wang Xiaoming may want to increase his writing skills, he is willing to support it as long as it can improve his learning level.

If it were other parents, they might not support Wang Xiaoming's actions. You should know that things like newspapers and magazines are extracurricular reading materials for students of this era, and are basically prohibited in schools. Many people today may be funny when they hear it, but such things did happen at that time. It was not until a few years after the college entrance examination composition was an article from Guangming Daily that it aroused the thinking of the whole society and traditional educators.

But Wang Kun himself was born as a teacher after all, and he was relatively open-minded in studying than other parents. Otherwise, he would not have let Wang Xiaoming "play" books when he was two years old, and he also "played" all the teachers in the school's books.

Wang Kun gave Wang Xiaoming another ten yuan, and asked him to go to the post office to select newspapers by himself under the guidance of his mother.

"Doesn't the money be a little more? You can order several newspapers." Chen Shuzhen asked with a little heartache after seeing Wang Kun give his son ten yuan so generously. This is the family's living expenses for a month.

"It's okay, as long as he wants to read a book, and it's a real book, I support it. By the way, there are people in the village who don't need to subscribe to the People's Daily and H Provincial Daily. If you want to read it, I'll bring it back every day." Wang Kun waved his hand and it was the final conclusion.

"Okay." Wang Xiaoming would not subscribe to such an official newspaper, but it is also good to be able to look at the national policies above. You should know that the current situation in the country is different every year, and the central government's new policies will come out from time to time. It is best for the people to understand information from this aspect.

In the afternoon, Wang Xiaoming took a long leave and followed his mother to the post office in the town to order newspapers. There were not many newspapers in this era and there was no room for choice. However, Wang Xiaoming still knew the newspapers and magazines that he knew well, so he quickly ordered several newspapers and magazines.

"Sanmao, have you ordered too many? Can you read it?" Chen Shuzhen saw that Wang Xiaoming didn't even think about it, and took the subscription form and filled in the "Yangcheng Evening News", "China Youth Daily" and "Wenhui Monthly". Originally, Wang Xiaoming wanted to subscribe to the novel monthly, but when he communicated with the editor Hu Yan last time, he told Wang Xiaoming that as long as Wang Xiaoming entered the newspaper article in the novel monthly, he could send him a magazine for free, so he didn't subscribe. Wang Xiaoming knew that his loyal hero's grudges could be serialized for at least two years, and he would not need to subscribe to this magazine within two years.

"Not many, Yangcheng Evening News and China Youth Daily are all six copies a week. I can read it in half an hour every day, while Wenhui Monthly only has one copy a month. Isn't it enough to just take a Sunday?" Wang Xiaoming knew that his mother was heartbroken. In her eyes, life is the most important thing. You can buy books, but it is best not to buy so many at a time.

Three newspapers cost thirteen and fifty cents. In addition to Wang Kun giving ten yuan, Wang Xiaoming also paid thirteen and fifty cents, and only one yuan was left on him.

"Mom, I still want to visit the bookstore." After leaving the post office, Wang Xiaoming pulled Chen Shuzhen into the Xinhua Bookstore next door.

"I tell you, mom doesn't bring money, you have to pay for it yourself if you want to buy something." Chen Shuzhen reminded before going in. Sanmao had already spent more than ten yuan today, and he still had to buy something. Don't he know the difficulty of making money?

In fact, Wang Xiaoming really doesn’t know the difficulty of making money, but if he had experienced it deeply in his previous life, he could not save the money he should spend.

Wang Xiaoming bought himself a big belly pen. He originally wanted to buy two and give one to his elder brother. But he didn't expect that the price of pens in this era was so high, and he had to buy one for himself first. It was too tiring to write with a ballpoint pen, and it was not cost-effective. Wang Xiaoming used four ballpoint pens to write for the 100,000 words. If he used a pen, he only needed to buy some ink.

A pen and a bottle of carbonated ink made Wang Xiaoming immediately become penniless. After moving around the supply and marketing cooperative in the town, Wang Xiaoming discovered that things in this era were quite cheap in the 21st century, but they were quite expensive in this era. For example, towels, socks, books, and plastic products were all very expensive.

You should know that these products are not operated in large scale, and the transportation is now very backward, so these things are transported from a distance, so the transportation cost alone is very high.

"Mom, I want to wait until my brother goes back from school, okay?" Wang Xiaoming said when he passed by Santang Town Middle School.

"Okay, I'll go in and ask how long it will take to get out of school." Chen Shuzhen said that she rarely comes to the town middle school, but some teachers from the town middle school used to come to their homes, and Wang Kun likes to invite some colleagues to go home for dinner.

Wang Xiaoming is more familiar with Santangpu Middle School than Chen Shuzhen. He followed Chen Shuzhen and entered the school. The school in this era is not as semi-military and closed management as in later generations. Santang Town Middle School does not even have a serious school gate. This school was previously renovated from the ancestral hall of the largest landlord in the town of Jiefang. A two-story teaching building was built more than ten years ago, but many teachers' rooms were behind the ancestral hall, including Wang Kun's room before.

"Hello, Teacher Wang, how long will it take to get out of school?" After Chen Shuzhen entered, she happened to meet a familiar teacher, Wang Jin, who also came out of Wangjia Village.

"There is another class. What's wrong? Hey, Xiao Ming, why are you here too? Don't you need to go to class?" Wang Jin saw Wang Xiao Ming and waved to him.

"Hello Uncle Wang." Wang Xiaoming said very well.

"Today I will bring Sanmao to the town to do something. Since there is only one class, I will wait for Damao to go back together after school." Chen Shuzhen said.

"Okay, come to my room for a while. I have no classes today." Wang Jin said enthusiastically. Like Wang Kun, although he also came from Wangjia Village, he lived in the school. Because his wife is also a teacher from the town middle school, both of them are in school, so there is no need to run back and forth. Besides, he is a public teacher and has no land in Wangjia Village.
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