Chapter 117 The Ordinary Road
July 10, Hangcheng Railway Station.
Fang Yan and Han Yuemin carried large and small bags and set out on their way home. Thanks to their status as professional writers, they could book a soft sleeper box.
"Yanzi, this is a soft sleeper."
Han Yuemin sat on the soft soft sleeper, feeling anxious, just like a big girl sitting in a sedan chair, for the first time!
After all, a "self-employed person" like me who is on leave without pay can only sit in a hard seat. This time, he is completely taking advantage of the dialect.
"Brother Han, I will accompany you this time, and we will use the sleeper berth to and from you."
Fang Yan joked: "Next time you have to sit on a hard seat. It is difficult to switch from luxury to frugality. From now on you will You have to get used to it slowly.”< br>
Han Yuemin patted his chest and said, "It's okay. I'm a boiler-burner with a rough skin and thick flesh, so I can still bear this little pain."
"It's not about suffering, it's about safety."
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If Fang Yan hadn't considered that there were too many people on the train and there were hidden pickpockets, he wouldn't have booked a soft sleeper compartment.
"Don't tell me, if I carry so many things alone and sit on a hard seat, I will really feel unsure."
Han Yuemin glanced at the cloth bag.
There are 45 pairs of stonewashed jeans inside, priced at 24 yuan each.
80 pieces of Casio electronic watches, priced at 6 yuan each.
Of the remaining 40 yuan, I bought some socks, some music tapes, and blank tapes.
Watching him carefully counting, Fang Yan packed his luggage and separated the things to be mailed and the things to take home.
For example, periodicals such as "West Lake" and "Jiangnan" brought to the editorial department can be mailed, and the trophies and certificates of the Golden Rooster Award must be brought.
"Yanzi, you asked me to buy tapes of people like Teresa Teng and Luo Dayou. I understand this."
Han Yuemin was puzzled, "But you asked me to buy these 1 yuan and 5 yuan tapes? A blank tape, I don’t understand why?”
Fang Yan explained with a smile that a genuine song album tape lasts about 40 minutes, while a blank tape lasts an hour.
If you use a dual-card recorder to transcribe songs, it is equivalent to taking 2 blank tapes and recording 3 album tapes.
“I didn’t expect it to be like this!”
Han Yuemin’s eyes lit up. A genuine tape cost 3 to 4 yuan a piece. Once the blank tape was copied, the price at least doubled.
Fang Yan reminded: "Okay, Brother Han, let's pack up the temporarily useless things and send them home."
"It would be great if we could send these jeans and electronic watches directly back to Beijing."
Han Yuemin sighed. It was very inconvenient to carry big and small bags, and it was even more inconvenient to add the luggage .
"You have a pretty good idea. Not to mention whether it will be inspected, with the efficiency of the postal service, it will take at least ten days and a half to deliver it to you. Can you wait?"
Dialect made a joke.
EMS, also known as express postal service, was officially opened in July 1980.
It can be done not only at the post office, but also on the train. At this time, there is a train post office, which is usually located at the front of the passenger train, or in the last postal carriage, or the postal department directly rents a part of the luggage carriage.
“Bang, bang, bang.”
At this time, in the rickety carriage, a female postman wearing a dark green uniform was sitting at the table.
Behind him are white cotton bags with red printed text.
“Dialect?”
She glanced at the address and couldn't help but lost her voice: "Are you the dialect who wrote "The Wrangler" and "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree"!?"
"Do you know me?"
Fang Yan felt that Fresh, how did you recognize yourself?
"No, I just saw 'Yenjing' written on the address and wondered if you were the 'Dialect'."
The female postman said she was his loyal A book lover, he once sent letters to the editorial offices of "Yenjing Literature" and "Literary News".
Fang Yan raised his eyebrows, Co-author is an avid book fan!
"Teacher Fang, I like your "Hawthorn Tree Love" so much, especially the poem at the end!"
The female postman chanted: "The days in the past have become Cars, horses, and mail are all slow. There is only enough time for one love in a lifetime. People."
Fang Yan looked up and down: "You like this poem, I guess it has something to do with your profession?"
"'Cars, horses, and mail are all slow' , I understand this very well." The female postman nodded.
Then, I excitedly took out a small book and turned to the page of "Once Upon a Time Slow" that I had handwritten, hoping to leave a signature.
“Please don’t share my address with anyone else.”
Fang Yan agreed readily and signed as he spoke.
"We have regulations on this. You cannot leak or copy other people's recipient and sender addresses without permission."
The female postman assured her.
How can you share such a secret with others!
"Then I'll be relieved."
Fang Yan handed the small book back.
The female postman's tone was filled with excitement: "Teacher Fang, what do you plan to write in your next work?"
Fang Yan revealed that it is still a spy novel and will be published in next month's " It was published in People's Literature, but it was not identified as "Latent".
"That..."
"Teacher Fang, I may be a little rude to say this, but if you have a chance, can you write about the postman?"
The female postman hesitated. Finally he spoke out.
Fang Yan was very curious and only found out after asking.
She and the leaders and colleagues of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau not only love reading spy novels, but also envy and admire underground workers. Their names are unknown, but their achievements will last forever, and countless literary works pay tribute to them. , sing their praises, praise them.
Naturally, they do not dare to compare with the martyrs, but they also hope to write about ordinary postmen like them.
After all, until now, there have been very few novels about postmen.
“A few days ago, the Ministry of Railways invited professional writers from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Writers Association to go deep into the front line and write works related to railways.”
The female postman said that including the postal and telecommunications system, factories, mines, medical, Similar activities are organized for machinery and other systems.
“That’s right, I will think about it carefully.”
Fang Yan walked to the car where he was, thoughtfully.
At this time, postal service and telecommunications were tied together and jointly operated, which was the postal and telecommunications system.
Not to mention anything else, it seems to be a good thing to have good dealings with the postal and telecommunications system, such as the installation of telephones. In the 1980s, you had to queue up to install a telephone.
Even if you pay a few thousand yuan in installation fees, you still have to wait in line for months or even years.
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It was afternoon when we returned to Yanjing.
The hot sun made Fang Yan sweat profusely. He first helped Han Yuemin send his things home, and then walked back to Nanluogu Lane.
I bought a red bean popsicle on the way and started the whole journey.
“Brother!”
As soon as she arrived in the yard, Fang Yan ran out immediately.
“Hey, the sun doesn’t come out from the west today either.”
Fang Yan joked: “I usually watch TV and call you without moving for a long time. Why do you think of greeting your brother now? Me?"
"How could I miss you! You are my brother!"
Fang Yan stretched out her hand, "I'll help you get the bag."
"I'm a kid. You miss me. You miss Zhang Yu and Zhu Shimao's signatures and photos, right?"
Fang Yan handed over the bag with a smile.
"Hey, I want to do it all."
Fang Yan felt that the bag was heavy and struggled to carry it with both hands.
“I’ll do it, this bag is quite heavy.”
"It's okay, brother, I can handle it."
Looking at the little girl gritting her teeth and persisting, being careful to avoid bumping.
Seeing this, Fang Yan walked into the house quite happily.
The TV displays a colorful "garden plate", which is the TV signal test chart.
Every Tuesday afternoon, the TV station will "shut down for maintenance" to allow the continuously operating equipment and machines to take a good "rest and maintenance". Usually, it will not end until the evening.
"Okay, let me tell you!"
He turned off the TV, "Why don't I see you and your friends watching TV in the house? This is what love is all about."
" Mom! Brother is back!"
Fang Yan put down the bag and ran to the door of the room.
Yang Xia walked out slowly, looking like she had just woken up, but when she saw her son, her eyes immediately opened.
"You're back? Are you hungry?"
"Mom, look what I brought to you and my sister."
Fang Yan opened the bag.
Yang Xia looked inside and saw that it was filled with polyester and knitted fabrics. Her eyes widened even more, "Where did you get it from?"
"Don't worry, it won't cost you anything." A piece of cloth ticket, this is enough for you to make a new suit, and this.”
Fang Yan also bought nylon socks for his family of four.
Nylon stockings, I have really worn them enough.
"Brother, where's mine! Where's my gift!"
Fang Yan held the flower socks for herself in her hands, becoming more and more excited and looking forward to her gift.
“Hey, here it is.”
Fang Yan took out a Casio electronic watch from the canvas bag, as well as autographed photos of Zhang Yu, Zhu Shimao and others.
"Wow!!"
Fang Yan was very excited, "Brother, is this the electronic watch from "Astro Boy"?"
" It's the advertisement on the back of "Astro Boy"."
Fang Yan patted her forehead, "Don't show it around. I won't help you buy another one if it's confiscated."
The reason why Casio electronic watches are well-known in China is that they played a bundle. Casio gave CCTV the broadcasting rights of the "Astro Boy" cartoon for free, but the condition was that Casio's electronic watch advertisements were bundled.
Of course, the price of genuine products is much higher than that of imported goods.
“No, I absolutely won’t.”
Fang Yan carefully put it on her wrist, showed it to Fang Yan, showed it to Yang Xia, and when Fang Hong came back, showed it to She looked.
“Why did you buy so many things?”
Fang Hong touched the polyester fabric and couldn't move her eyes and hands away.
“Sister, this is yours.” Fang Yan lowered his voice, “Brother Han’s thoughts are also in it.”
“Yuemin went to Hangzhou with you to buy these. Something?"
Fang Hong felt mixed emotions and pursed her lips, "I didn't expect him to really take a leave of absence from his job and become a self-employed person."
"Sister, Brother Han did this. Not all for himself.”
Fang Yan said good things for Han Yuemin, "And he is only on leave without pay. He has not ruined his job. He will be able to return to the factory in the future."
"I will not dislike him just because he has an iron job and is self-employed." He, besides, the country also supports the self-employed, there is no shame in it!"
While talking, Fang Hong went to her room and took out a newspaper that she had "cherished for a long time", which was issued on July 7 this year.
The "Several Policy Provisions on Non-Agricultural Individual Economy in Urban Areas" is clearly posted on the front page.
The above clearly points out that the individual economy is a necessary supplement to the state-owned economy and the collective economy!
"Sister, it turns out that you have been paying attention to Brother Han..."
Fang Yan smiled.
“Go, go, stop talking.”
Fang Hong said angrily: “Give him this newspaper, and tell him by the way, let him go and do it, I fully support it! "
Fang Yan stepped aside and said happily: "You should wait until he is ready to open in a few days. You can tell him yourself."
(End of this chapter)