Chapter 1 Do you want a wife or not?
"Old Xu, do you want a wife or not? You just need to ask for it, and I will bring it to you later!"
"Hey, what am I talking about?"< br>
“You don’t understand this, the original words from the novel written in dialect , I took a sneak peek when he was writing.”
“You and Fang Yan are the two most incompatible people among us educated youths. One wants to pretend to be sick and go home, and the other simply wants to be a writer, so you can’t. Study honestly and take the college entrance examination!”
On the Tukang in the educated youth dormitory, educated youths wearing either gray or cotton-padded jackets were either sitting cross-legged or lying sideways, looking at the outdated "Review Outline for the 1978 Admissions and Cultural Examination".
“Where is the dialect speaker?”
“Outside, today is the day for the postman to deliver letters, eh, isn’t he the squatting one.”
Through the cave dwelling Looking out the door and window, I saw a The young man in a yellow coat and trousers is thin and fair, with a straight and straight nose, clean and smooth, and his appearance is worthy of the title of "a handsome young man from all over the country". At this time, he is holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, full of vitality. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Yes, he was reborn!
No matter how you think about it, you would never have imagined that a middle-aged man who was preparing to retire, eating hot pot and singing songs, would be back to the time when he went to the countryside to join the queue at the age of 19 overnight.
After I finished my college studies and fulfilled my literary dream when I was young, I planned to go on a quick trip around the world, but I ended up dying before I even got there.
Back in my life, I don’t know whether to cry or laugh.
But the older I get, the more I accept my fate. Since I have come here, I just take things as they come, so I adapt to it. Before I know it, I am in the Yangjiawan Brigade of Hezhuangping Commune in northern Shaanxi Province, staying for half a month. .
The accommodation is a bit shabby, the work is a bit tired, and the food is a bit unsatisfactory. These are not as uncomfortable as being hungry. The educated youth cafeteria is full of vegetables all day long, and there is no oil or water in the stomach at all.
Not to mention the meat!
This is simply torture for my growing body.
Fortunately, these days are finally coming to an end.
If he followed the trajectory of his previous life, he would have to return to the city in 1980.
The educated youths who joined him in the queue have been like eight immortals crossing the sea in order to return to the city in recent years, each showing his magical powers.
Some are serving in the military, some have retired due to illness, some have recruited workers and returned to the city, some have returned after taking the college entrance examination, and some have taken over their families' shifts and become workers.
It was impossible for him to take over the class, because his dead father's class had already been taken over by his sister Fang Hong. Otherwise, she would have had to go to the mountains and countryside like him.
There are three paths before you.
The first one, just like in the previous life, sacrificing the happiness of my sister, marrying the son of the deputy director of the noodle factory, and getting myself a place to recruit workers back to the city, this is not possible no matter what!
Because his ex-brother-in-law is a scum!
My sister's misfortune in the first half of her life started from the moment she married him. She had to live a new life and had to be ruined.
The second one is the college entrance examination.
This should be the best way. With his level, it may be difficult to get into Tsinghua University or Peking University, but it is not a big problem to get into an undergraduate college like Yanjing Middle School.
What's more, there are basically no restrictions on today's college entrance examination. If you are admitted to university, you will not only be free of tuition, but also given subsidies.
After graduation, you will be assigned a job, and the minimum guarantee is that you will be a cadre.
What is the end of the universe? prepared by!
Before the situation becomes clear and you start doing business overseas, it is definitely a good place to go. Although it cannot complete primitive accumulation, it is absolutely safe. After all, when doing business in the early 1980s, you either had to put your head in your belt or "Shameless" to become self-employed.
These days, the iron rice bowl is glorious! Self-employed shame!
But the key thing is that I may not be able to keep up with the time.
The college entrance examination in 1979 has passed. She really has to wait until next year. Her mother, Yang Xia, is afraid that she has been persuaded by the matchmaker. Coupled with the recruitment quota and the temptation of the factory leader’s relatives, Fang Hong is so confused. "The land is arranged.
These days, free love is not popular. Anyone who establishes a relationship, even if they just watch a movie together, is considered to be a "mate". If they don't get married by then, it is tantamount to being a hooligan.
So no matter what, we must return to the city before the college entrance examination next year!
As for the third way back to the city, research came and went, and Fang Yan finally thought of literature and writing.
In the 1980s, people were full of desire for food, and they were also full of desire for spiritual food, even more so. Otherwise, the literary craze at that time would not have been created.
A hazy poem can be popular all over the country and become a national idol, even more top-notch than top idols. A purely literary magazine can sell hundreds of thousands of copies every period without any advertising.
When you become a writer, you will definitely be famous, rich and status.
And if the submitted novel is selected, there is a possibility of revision. I can use the opportunity of revision to go back to Beijing in an honest way and prevent the tragedy of my sister's marriage from happening. As soon as he thought about it, Fang Yan wrote two articles of his own among the mainstream scar literature and reflective literature, and also wrote a reflective novel based on the movie "Wrangler" to protect his bottom line.
All three articles were sent to a magazine called "Yenjing Literature" instead of "Yenjing Literature" at that time.
There is no other reason. As the name of "Yenjing Literature and Art" suggests, the publishing house is in Yanjing. I especially remember Yu Hua's story about being asked to go to Yanjing to revise the manuscript. Isn't this quite appropriate!
"Poof!"
Fang Yan spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth and stood up suddenly. He saw the rural postman riding a green car, speeding down the winding dirt road, and the copper bells kept ringing. With.
“Ding bell, ding bell.”
“Sorry.”
The postman stopped at the door, sweating profusely, and carefully took it out of the green cloth pocket There was a thick stack of envelopes and he said with a smile: "There are only two postmen and 12 brigades in the whole commune. They can't deliver them every day. They can only make one trip every few days."
"Thank you for your hard work. Come on, have a drink of water."
Fang Yan handed over the fully filled 65-style kettle.
"You'd better take a look quickly. What's in the letter?"
While the postman was drinking water, he saw educated youths jumping out of the dilapidated cave dwellings, standing at the door. , probe into the brain.
Some hope to be selected, some hope to be rejected...
When Fang Yan opened the letter, his first glance was "Comrade Fang Yan" in the upper left corner. His second glance saw the editor's name in the lower right corner, which was "Zhou Yanru". Then he scanned it from top to bottom.
"How is it?"
The postman was more nervous than he, the reader of the letter.
“Alas.”
Fang Yan sighed faintly.
"Not selected?"
The postman was excited, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the faces of the educated youths, which showed regret, sadness, and gloating.
“No, 2 articles were selected.”
Fang Yan shook his head, laughed, and shrugged.
“Ah? Zhongli!”
The postman shouted, and everyone in the courtyard knew that two novels in dialect could be published in literary magazines.
All of a sudden, the educated youths ran out in a swarm.
"Xiao Fang, why were you sighing just now?"
The postman blinked enviously.
Fang Yan couldn’t say that one of the novels he had revised and worked so hard to create was not selected. On the contrary, "Wrangler" received the highest evaluation among the three. He couldn’t help but sigh and said:
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"The editor said that the ending of one article was not 'sunny' enough. He hoped that I could go to Yanjing to revise the manuscript and discuss it with her in person."
"Look, this is human language!"
"Everyone, hit him!"
In an instant, the educated youths surrounded Fang Yan, and from all directions, there were fists of envy and jealousy, like raindrops.
"What a bastard, what bastard took off my pants, do you still want me to run errands for you!"
Fang Yan pulled his pants and escaped with a smile.
Finally, it’s time to go home!
(PS: In the 1970s, primary school was a 5-year system, and junior high school was a 2-year system. At that time, the educated youth who graduated from high school and joined the team were also 15 or 16 years old.)
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