"Quite a few."

"You don't even look at the layers, the two ministries and commissions, the province, the city, the municipal education committee, the district, the district education committee, and the school. I still feel that it is missing."

"Okay, that's pretty good. How much does it cost to sell a song seriously? Ten thousand is a lot, and I'm not famous."

At this time in 1996, the maximum price for buying lyrics alone was two to three thousand yuan, and the complete score of a song was between eight thousand and fifteen thousand. This was considered a high price, and it had to be a well-known author. For a stranger, it was five thousand six thousand yuan.

All pretty good.

Of course well-known authors earn a lot, maybe tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, but there are not many such people in the country, no more than twenty, and no more than five people who earn more than one hundred thousand. It's so cruel.

For such a well-known composer who wrote the popular song "Returning the Mountains and Waiting for Future Generations", "Youth's Aspirations Don't Talk About Sorrows" and "Aspirations", he has entered the National People's Yearbook, how much can he get for one song? He didn't even make it into the top ten.

In many novels, there are stories about elementary and middle schools, where you copy a song and send it, and then people come rushing over and give you huge sums of money. It just makes you happy.

It’s not the song that’s written well that shocks who, it’s the person with the qualifications who can write that song. The qualifications must come first.

…

"Hehe, it's pretty good. I'll praise you when I get back."

"Why didn't you say a word before you left? I thought you were missing."

"He was at home during that time and sent me here. Besides, you were so busy, so my mother came to stay for several days as a inducement."

"When will it end?"

"It's the end of the year. It's been three months. I still have to take the final exam. It's estimated that I'll be gone for four months, but I'll be free after that."

"Well, it can be considered an opportunity. Study hard and make some connections. Maybe you will have a chance in the future."

"Me? That's a shame. I like music and playing the piano, but when it comes to composing, alas, I don't have much talent. I feel like I've worked really hard, but I just don't have the inspiration to make people shine."

"Many things need to be accumulated. Inspiration is important, but it must be accumulated to a certain extent. Listen more, read more and think more."

"Don't educate me. Find time to come over and stay with me until I come back, at least once or twice."

Zhang Yanming smiled: "Okay, I will go over and see you when I have time."

"What have you been busy with these days?"

"Pack up the house. My mother's house has been sold and she will move to my place for a while tomorrow."

"Your house is considered public housing. I've asked for it for you. You can buy it for three thousand yuan per family."

"so cheap?"

"Ah, those teachers are still reluctant to pay for this."

"Then if I buy it, the teacher can't make trouble? I'll give it to others to live in."

"I've notified him many times. He doesn't want to buy it. It's normal for the school to take it back and sell it. They all have houses outside."

"You didn't buy any of the three stores in this row?"

"Well, they all belong to the school. Three of them cost 9,000 yuan. If you mention it, the school will definitely be willing to sell you."

"Okay, I'll ask tomorrow."

"Stop talking, I'm outside at the public phone, it's too cold. I'll wait for you to come, okay." The phone was disconnected.

Zhang Yanming scratched his head. It would be great if all three of them were bought. The front room would be occupied, and the back room would be enough. The full passage was nearly thirty meters deep. Even if the front room was taken up, there would still be two rooms in the back.

It's about ten meters, and there's a pretty big courtyard at the back.

Although I didn't go to see it specifically, I know its size. Now there are many flowers and plants planted in the back yard, and they are crawling along the wall.

As for making trouble, if you pay for it and get the real estate certificate, it will be yours. If you go to the school, what does it have to do with you?

"Dad, whose phone number is it?" The little administrator ran over.

"Aunt Zhou, inform dad to collect the bonus."

"Where's the money?"

"Well, it's not that little. Do you have any ideas?"

"Will you get half of it when we meet?"

Zhang Yanming laughed and lifted the little girl up and spun her around twice. It was so cute.

The little girl smiled and screamed. "More."

…

The next day, I got up, went for a run, and coaxed Zhang Xiaoyue to have breakfast. Then the two of them took a big car to grandma's house. The loaders huddled in the car, which made Zhang Yanming a little embarrassed, but they were used to it.

The house has been packed up, no furniture or anything is left, just clothes, luggage, some pots and pans, and some commemorative things. There are no big or expensive things these days.

It was bulky, and I took two jars, which I will keep there for Zhang Yanhui to use in the future, and two wooden boxes, which were made by Zhang's parents when Zhang's mother got married. Although they are not valuable, they are of profound significance. They are worth it anyway. Have to take it with you.

Some old and damaged things can be used and worn if they are not moved, but if they are moved, they will be packed up and sold. Zhang’s parents are not really stingy, and they know the trade-offs.

Finally, after a lot of pulling and pulling, it was loaded into the car. One Jiefang was only half-loaded. Dad Zhang looked back and forth and laughed: "This is nonsense, the house has been completely ruined over the years, and there is only so much that is useful."

Zhang Ma glared at him: "Get lost."

Zhang Yanhui laughed: "Are you being scolded? What else can you do if you leave the big stuff behind? Who usually doesn't want big stuff when moving?"

After loading the car, they went through the warehouses inside and outside the house again, selling old things as junk, and the family locked the door and came out.

Zhang Ma stood there and looked at it, then reached out to close the kitchen window tightly, feeling a little sad.

Zhang Yanhui went over and put his arm around Zhang Ma's shoulders: "Okay, Mom, you have to think this way, we are going to move to a big place to enjoy happiness, right? We live in a big house with good things. Look at us now, we have money and ability. Haven’t they all moved away?”

Zhang Ma sighed: "I know, why don't you feel uncomfortable for a while? Before we moved here, you weren't in elementary school yet. It's been so many years. For half your life, the wall outside is made of bricks by me." Made of bricks.”

Zhang Yanming said: "Mom, are you being reasonable? The one you built has been demolished a long time ago, okay? The one behind was built by my dad and I."

Zhang Ma gritted her teeth and pointed at Zhang Yanming: "Just be angry with me and wait until I find a chance to settle the score with you."

Zhang Xiaoyue shouted: "Oh, there are still cherry trees, what should I do?"

"Grandpa will plant it for you when you get over there. You can have as many of those things as you want. Come on, hurry up and get them ready to move over there."

After a few words, Zhang Ma's mood relaxed, and the whole family slowly walked away with a different mood.

People can leave, things can start over, and memory can't be cut off so easily.

The longer it takes, the more profound it becomes.

It is nonsense to say that time is a good medicine for healing and time will smooth out everything.

That's for outsiders, for those who are heartless to begin with.
Chapter completed!