Chapter 33 Brother-in-law, you need to stand up
At this time, state-owned factories had everything.
Houses, schools, hospitals, shops, and barber shops are like a small society that operates by itself. The daily life of workers can basically be solved in the factory. Of course, the prerequisite is that it is a big factory.
Although a small factory like a noodle factory is well-equipped, its scale and facilities are still not as good as those of a big factory, at least there is no cinema.
When it comes to showing movies, there are always crowds of people downstairs.
A rectangular white film cloth was hung in front of the projector. In the open space between the projector and the curtain, chairs and benches were lined up in rows, and people came one after another.
Some brought chairs, some came empty-handed, all with smiles.
Every family had dinner early and grabbed good seats.
Fang Yan and others rushed to the front row, and suddenly a man's voice came from behind: "Yaya, who is he!"
Fang Yan looked back and saw this grandson. .
Lu Dacheng!
I saw him wearing a yellow suit, with four pockets on his jacket and two pens in his chest pockets. He raised his chin and was followed by a group of factory boys. He was obviously the chicken king of the chicken flock.
“You can call my sister by her nickname too!”
Fang Yan stood in front of them and looked on coldly.
“So you are Fang Hong’s younger brother.”
Lu Dacheng's face changed drastically, "Your name is Fang Yan, right? I'm Brother Qi Lu, Lu Dacheng. I used to be your sister's classmate, and now I'm her coworker. I wonder if you still remember me?"
Fang Yan narrowed his eyes, "I don't remember, I have no impression."
Brother-in-law, you can't deny me!
Lu Dacheng reminded: "I used to send your sister home, and I even said hello to you, right, Fang Hong."
"Oh, I remembered ”
Fang Yan pretended to suddenly realize, "You are the stinker that Su Ya and I pulled into the alley and almost beat up..."
"Ahem!"
Lu Dacheng coughed Covering up the embarrassment, "Misunderstanding, that time was purely a misunderstanding." He immediately took out his bag Badaling, "Do you want to smoke?"
"Bring your own."
Fang Yan took out the big front door and shook it A flash.
When Lu Dacheng saw that the class was higher than him, he put the cigarette back into his pocket angrily, "I heard that you jumped in and came back, published a novel, became a writer, and also worked in the editorial department of "Yanjing Literature and Art".
"That's right."
Fang Yan nodded.
“Since we both work in the cultural publicity department, I think we have many common topics to talk about.” Lu Dacheng said, “My works, especially poems, are often published in factory newspapers.”
"Factory report?"
Fang Yan said dismissively.
"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask your sister and Su Ya."
Lu Dacheng was eager to show off in front of them.
A smirk suddenly appeared at the corner of Fang Yan's mouth: "Since you are so excellent, in addition to being published in the factory newspaper, your masterpiece must have been published in other periodicals, right?"
"Yes, of course it is. .”
Lu Dacheng felt guilty, "But I used to focus on the factory newspaper and rarely submitted articles to publishing houses. Recently, I am also considering whether to submit more of my poems to publishing houses for publication?"
" Then tell me about your work."
Fang Yan has long been aware of his level.
"That would be a shame."
Lu Dacheng raised his chest and raised his head, closing his eyes: "On the top of the high mountain, a white cloud floated over. When the white cloud floated After that, there were no white clouds on the top of the high mountain..."
(PS: This poem exists in reality, and the evaluation is not "low")
"..."
The corners of Dialect's mouth raised, he is indeed the Lu Dacheng I know!
"Stop laughing and pay attention."
Su Ya reminded in a low voice.
"Why don't you laugh? I'm not even half as good as you at what I wrote." Fang Yan pulled the corners of his mouth downwards to hold back his smile.
“If you scold me, you should praise me!”
Su Ya glanced.
Fang Yan said softly: "I praise you, you see he is so ordinary, but he can be so confident."
"Pfft."
Not only Su Ya, but also Fang Hong who was listening almost laughed out loud.
Lu Dacheng was immersed in his poem and slowly opened his eyes: "I call it "The Top of the Mountain", what do you think?"
"Funoffoolishtalk (full of farts)."
I was afraid that he would recognize the dialect, so I spoke in English instead.
Fluent English immediately attracted the attention of Su Ya and Fang Hong.
Lu Dacheng was the same, wondering: "What did you say?"
"I said it's no wonder it's always published in the factory newspaper."
Fang Yan said in a joking tone.
"Then do you think there is a chance to be in "Yanjing Literature and Art"?"
Lv Dacheng performed so hard not only to show off his skills in front of Fang Hong and Fang Yan, but also to offend Lu's father of guidance.
If he could publish his works through the dialect connection and establish himself as a "great talent", and then Lu's father would work hard, he might be transferred to the factory director's office as a secretary.
The next step is to act as deputy director of the workshop.
More than ever before, he wants to be Fang Yan’s brother-in-law!
Future brother-in-law, I want to make progress so much!
“I have no say in this. Whether it can be published depends on the wishes of the chief editor and the poetry team. I am just a small assistant editor.”
Fang Yan spread his hands: "But I see you are so confident that it shouldn't be a problem to directly apply for "Yanjing Literature and Art"."
"Really? That's great!"
Lu Dacheng's eyes lit up and he said that he had submitted the manuscript to "Yanjing Literature and Art".
"That's it, then you wait for the letter."
Fang Yan smiled coldly and took the kettle, "Sister, let's go to the boiler room."
…………
Two long shadows fell on the ground.
"Yanzi, what you just said was English, right?"
Fang Hong looked at her younger brother and nodded: "What does that mean?"
"My mouth is full of farts." Fang Yan said .
"Ah!"
Fang Hong was shocked at first, "You are so brave. You dare to say this in front of him. Fortunately, he can't understand English." Then he laughed loudly: "Haha, your mouth is full of farts, why? Read it?”
“funoffoolishtalk”
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Fang Yan said: "Sister, didn't I say that with his level of poetry writing, he can be published in the factory newspaper? Your factory newspaper is too bad."
"Don't talk nonsense, we The factory newspaper is still of good quality, maybe because he is a propaganda officer and it is easier to publish in the factory newspaper.”
Fang Hong shook her head and laughed.
"It may have more to do with his father having a deputy factory director."
Fang Yan couldn't help but sneer.
Fang Hong's face darkened, "This is Lu Dacheng."
Fang Yan didn't say any more, the siblings walked forward, and the pile of coal was piled in the yard outside the boiler room. , I saw a man with a dark face, sweating profusely, pushing a cart full of coal. "Leap people!"
Fang Hong recognized him immediately.
“Yaya!”
Han Yuemin noticed the dialect beside her, “Who is he?”
“This is my brother, you have seen him before.”
Fang Hong smiled.
"Your brother? Oh, dialect, Yanzi!"
Han Yuemin was about to stretch out his hand, but saw that his hand was black and dirty, so he retracted in embarrassment.
Hey, brother-in-law!
Fang Yan immediately grabbed him and shook him twice, "I remember you too, Han Yuemin, Brother Han, hello, hello."
"Hello."
Han Yuemin was moved for no reason and glanced at the kettles in their hands, "Come and get hot water, right? I'll help you..."
"Myself Go ahead."
Fang Hong rolled his eyes, "You push the coal in and wash your face and hands quickly, it's as black as a tabby cat."
"Hehe. .”
Han Yuemin smiled naively and said: "Yanzi, you shook hands with me just now. Your hands must be dirty too. Let's go and wash them with me."
"Sure."
Fang Yan followed him and left. Entered the boiler room.
"Are you here to watch a movie?"
Han Yuemin asked while washing his hands.
Fang Yan soaped his hands and said, "Yeah."
"Don't leave until you've finished washing. I just roasted sweet potatoes here. I'll get them for you to eat." Han Yuemin said with a smile.
Dialect playfulness: "Brother Han, do you want to give this sweet potato to my sister?"
Han Yuemin was startled. He looked around and found that there was no one else, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Yanzi , don’t talk nonsense.”
“Don’t you dare say it in front of my sister?”
Fang Yan deliberately shouted outside: "Sister! Sister!"
"Don't shout! Don't shout! Don't really call your sister here!"
Han Yuemin was so frightened that he looked at the door frequently.
Fang Yan looked at him in front of him and immediately remembered how he was afraid of Fang Hong's "I Shu Daoshan" in his previous life. It turned out that at such a young age, his brother-in-law had already been subjected to hendom, and he couldn't help but shake his head.
“So you admit it?”
"Hey, Yanzi, how did you tell..."
"You can tell it all on your face, I'm not blind."
Fang Yan said: "Tell me honestly, you like me Sister, is that right?”
“I like it.”
Han Yuemin blushed when he heard such a straightforward question.
"How long have you liked my sister?"
Fang Yan stared into his eyes seriously.
Han Yuemin pursed his lips: "Eight, eight years."
Fang Yan was happy in his heart, but pretended to be serious on the surface: "Eight years! My sister had just entered junior high school at that time. You like it?”
“Well, I really like your sister!”
Han Yuemin gritted his teeth and nodded sharply.
"I really like it? I really like it. Why haven't I seen you take action?"
"I also want to take action, but your sister has always regarded me as a friend. I was too young to say anything before. When I get older and want to confess to your sister, I either can’t find the opportunity, or your sister is a little hesitant. How can I describe our relationship to you?”
“More than friends, we haven’t talked about marriage yet. "
"Yes! That's it!"
Han Yuemin lamented: "After all, you are a great writer, even if you are literate, your sister and I can't go further. Sometimes, I will wonder whether she dislikes me for being a boiler."
"What? It’s a mess, my dad, you know!”
Fang Yan explained: "My dad also burned boilers, but he died when the boiler exploded, so our whole family, including my sister, has always had complicated feelings about everything related to boilers."
"It turns out it is That’s it.”
Han Yuemin suddenly realized.
"That's right."
Of course I can't speak in dialect. These were all told by Fang Hong to Han Yuemin in her previous life, and then Han Yuemin told him while drinking.
"But it's too late to say anything. Your sister and Lu Dacheng..."
Han Yuemin had an expression of regret on his face.
"What are you thinking! My sister has nothing to do with him."
"Didn't Lu Dacheng let his old lady come to your house?"
"It didn't happen. My mother doesn't agree, and I don't agree."
Fang Yan said with a smile: "The key is that my sister doesn't agree, either." No."
"Huh?"
Han Yuemin stood there blankly.
"Do you understand? My sister is not the kind of person who dislikes you for being a boiler burner." Fang Yan said emphatically: "So, Brother Han, you have to stand up again!"
Han Yuemin was silent for a while. , suddenly summoned up the courage to ask: "Yanzi, what do you think of me being your brother-in-law?"
"It's no use asking me, you have to ask my sister."
Just after Fang Yan said this, Fang Hong's urging voice came from outside the door: "How do you wash your hands? Washing is so slow!”
“Sister, Brother Han gave it to us”
Fang Yan holds a steaming sweet potato in his hand.
"How could you just take his things?"
Fang Hong complained: "This is someone else's dinner."
"I forced it on Yanzi ."
Han Yuemin stared at Fang Hong.
"It won't happen again!"
Fang Hong turned away, grabbed a handful of fruit candies originally prepared for Fang Yan from her pocket, and stuffed them into his hand: "Yanzi, let's go!"
"Come on."
Fang Yan blinked his right eye at Han Yuemin and raised the corners of his mouth.
I was not reborn in my last life, and my sister married Lu Dacheng.
I am reborn in this life, and my sister still marries Lu Dacheng?
Then my death was not in vain!
Thanks to Tianxia Zongheng for having my 100 starting coins.
(End of this chapter)