Chapter 68

Sixty thousand yuan, plus the final installment of the manuscript fee from *Wuxia Story* and the remaining manuscript fees, totaled more than seventy-nine thousand yuan.

This didn't even include the money he spent on the computer and the money he gave to the elders when he went home.

If he really calculated it, he had earned nearly one hundred thousand yuan in just half a year!

One hundred thousand yuan!

For a strong young man, it was extremely difficult to earn this much money by working hard for a whole year, but Lin Mu had earned it in just half a year...

Walking down the street, Lin Mu thought for a moment and then walked directly into a Construction Bank.

He glanced around and, just like when he bought the computer, chose a service window with a well-endowed girl.

"Withdraw sixty thousand yuan." Lin Mu handed over his bank card and ID card.

The girl inside the bank was somewhat surprised. A high school student of this age withdrawing so much money?

But the identity information on the bank card matched Lin Mu's ID card, so she checked the address on the ID card.

From the countryside? Not a rich second generation?

She handed over six stacks of RMB, verified them in the bill counter, and then asked Lin Mu to rate her service.

Cup size B+, not bad, very satisfied...

Lin Mu divided the money into two parts and put them in the two pockets inside his down jacket. He then bought some fruits and snacks that his younger siblings liked at the market, and set off on his journey home.

This time, he didn't make plans to go back with Shen Bingjiao, although Lin Mu knew that if he contacted her, she would definitely be willing.

His feelings for this girl were very complex.

On one hand, the original body's affection for Shen Bingjiao had already merged with his soul, and Lin Mu also had a good impression of this girl who cared for him without any ulterior motives.

However, right after he arrived in this world, she proposed a breakup, and since then, they had rarely met or interacted.

There was a lack of the stage where they could spend time together and understand each other's feelings.

Lin Mu was very open-minded about this and decided to let things flow naturally.

Returning to the familiar street, the villagers who greeted him were much more enthusiastic, and many children curiously followed Lin Mu, looking at the computer bag and snack bags he carried.

As he walked, he gave some candies to the children. Nearby, his mother, who was already smiling with joy, walked over.

Knowing that Lin Mu would return in the afternoon, she had been waiting here for a long time.

"Big brother is spending money again. Come, I'll carry it for you, and I'll cook something delicious for you when we get home!"

On the way, familiar relatives greeted and praised Lin Mu, and Lin Mu's mother happily chatted with them from time to time.

Lin Ye and Lin Lin, knowing that Lin Mu had returned, also ran over to carry his bags, and with many children, they returned home in a grand procession.

...

After dinner, the Lin family sat on the bed watching TV. The coal-burning heater made the room warm and cozy, with no trace of the cold outside.

The elders, however, were spending the New Year at Lin Zheng's house this year, as they took turns celebrating the New Year at their two sons' homes.

"Mom, Dad, this is the manuscript fee I earned this year. Please keep it for me..."

Lin Mu took out the money he had withdrawn in the afternoon and placed it in his mother's hands.

"So much?"

Lin Mu's parents were clearly surprised. They knew from the phone calls that Lin Mu was writing novels and earning money.

But this amount exceeded their expectations.

They thought that if Lin Mu could earn a few hundred to a thousand yuan, it would be enough for his living expenses, and it would be quite difficult. Not to mention, he had also bought a laptop.

Such high-tech items were considered luxuries in the villagers' eyes. In the entire village, except for those studying or working outside, there were no home computers.

After all, although every household in the village had some savings, computers were still rare items.

Lin Ye and Lin Lin were also stunned. They already knew how hard it was to earn money, and seeing such a thick stack of money, they couldn't help but be curious and tried to take a look. However, their mother slapped their hands, depriving them of the right to view the family's wealth.

Lin Mu smiled and said, "It's not that much. Actually, there's still about twenty thousand yuan, but I plan to go to Beijing for an art school interview next year, and there are other expenses, so I didn't withdraw it. Writing can earn money easily..."

Lin Mu's father, holding the money, couldn't help but sigh, "To be honest, I've never held so much money at once. I never thought my son could do it for me..."

Lin Mu's mother rolled her eyes and said proudly, "Of course, our big son did great this year. Eighty thousand yuan, that's more than what we two earn working outside..."

As she watched, Lin Mu smiled. When his parents' moods calmed down, he explained his intention for withdrawing the money.

"Mom, Dad, why don't you stay home next year and not go out to work? I can earn money easily now, and I'm sure I can earn even more next year. Little brother and little sister miss you at home, so don't go out anymore..."

He took out the sixty thousand yuan and placed it in front of his parents, not to show off, but to convince them not to go out to work anymore.

Lin Mu, who had worked in society in his previous life, knew the hardships of working. Not only was it physically demanding, but the living conditions were poor, and there was a risk of being owed wages.

With his memory palace, he was confident that he could earn more and more each year. Even if the family spent all the money he earned in the next two years, once he became famous, his income would be unimaginable for ordinary people.

In short, his family would never have to worry about money again.

But...

Lin Mu's mother smiled and shook her head, "I appreciate your intentions, big son, but your father and I are still young. We can't just sit at home. We should work more while we're young to earn more for you. When we're old, we won't be able to work even if we want to. At that time, we'll come back without you having to say anything."

Seeing that Lin Mu still wanted to speak, Lin Mu's father also persuaded him, "That's right, son. Listen to your mother. We have three children, and the money for their education, marriage, and housing will cost a lot. If you can earn money, that's great, and it will ease the burden on your mother and me. But we can't be a burden to you either..."

No matter how Lin Mu tried to persuade them, his parents refused to agree to his proposal.

In the end, they still thought that his manuscript fees were unstable and couldn't be relied upon, and they didn't believe that he could earn more money.

Seeing Lin Mu's disappointment, his mother happily smoothed his slightly messy hair, "Big son, don't worry. Working outside isn't that tiring. Look around, everyone here has gone through this. Actually, our family is doing well. With your manuscript fees, it's like four people working. When I chatted with the other aunts, they were very envious of our family!"