Chapter 149 In 1982, a good show was staged
Under the guidance of Shen Congwen and Wang Zengqi, "A Bite of China" was finally finalized, with a total of 8 essays. The number of words in the entire essay collection is about the same as "Morning Flowers and Evenings" "Shi" is almost the same, about 130,000 words.
Fang Yan brought the manuscript and rushed to "Yenjing Literature" without stopping. He didn't see Wang Meng and Zhou Yanru, but he saw Li Yue, Huang Zhongguo, Wang Jie and others chatting lively in the editorial office. .
“So lively?”
“Yanzi!”
Everyone was surprised and happy when they saw the dialect.
Fang Yan took out the manuscript paper from his bag and said, "I'm here to deliver the manuscript. Are Teacher Wang and Teacher Zhou not here?"
"They are having a meeting in the club and will be back soon."< br>
Huang Zhongguo is in charge of the prose group, Rubbing her hands together excitedly, "Yanzi, please let me read this collection of essays first."
Wang Jie said: "Teacher Huang has been looking forward to your essays for a long time and has been talking about it. , it never stopped.”
"Xiao Wang, what you said is dishonest. You talk about it no less than me, an old comrade." Huang Zhongguo used a joking tone to expose the shortcomings.
“Teacher Huang!”
Wang Jie’s eyes widened.
“It’s all there, it’s all there, everyone has a share.”
Fang Yan handed over the manuscript with a smile.
"Let Teacher Huang and Xiao Wang take a look first. We need your help with something else." Li Yue laughed.
When Fang Yan asked, it turned out that "Yenjing Literature" was planning to hold a literary award, so he came to him specifically to learn from it. After all, it was him who came up with the idea of the "October" literary award. He also organized and organized the award ceremony. He has worked hard and has rich experience, so he can be called an experienced driver.
Immediately agreed, "No problem, just ask."
Li Yue, Ji Xiuying and others were obviously prepared and took out their notebooks, which recorded various information about the literary award. kind of problem.
Dialects tell you everything you know.
After chatting and chatting, we gradually started chatting away from each other.
As the Spring Festival approaches, the atmosphere is joyful and peaceful.
After a while, Wang Meng and Zhou Yanru walked in after the meeting.
“What are you talking about?”
“Teacher Wang, Teacher Zhou.”
Fang Yan said hello and explained his intention.
Wang Meng turned his attention to Huang Zhongguo, who was reading with gusto, "Teacher Huang, what do you think of Yanzi's prose?"
"One word, absolutely!"
Huang Zhongguo slapped the table and said: "From ingredients to cooking to tasting delicious food, relying on words makes food come to life on the page, and the thoughts and insights elicited from eating are amazing!"
"Let me see, Let me see.”
Everyone was extremely interested and rushed forward.
Different from novels, each essay in "A Bite of China" is an independent article. There is no obvious connection between the previous article and the next article. Perhaps the biggest common point is "eating" .
“There are thousands of rooms in a vast building, but only six feet are needed to sleep at night.”
Wang Jie said: “A family with a lot of wealth can only eat three meals a day.”
“China in different regions People use their own wisdom to use nature appropriately and skillfully to obtain simple and delicious food. Only farming people can combine their attachment to the land and their admiration for heaven so closely..."
Ji Xiuying read louder and louder, "A writer described the Chinese people's simple outlook on life this way: when they are working hard and eating, they never forget to look up at the sky."
"Brilliant!"
Li Yue asked: "Yanzi, is this writer you?"
Fang Yan and them looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
“The year seems short compared to the rise and fall of a city, but for a person, it is enough to create a strong nostalgia.” Wang Meng said with emotion, “This sentence is really suitable for the occasion. ”
"Yes, the New Year will be here in a few days."
Suddenly, everyone was drawn into the anticipation of the New Year.
………………
January 24th, New Year’s Eve.
Snowflakes are flying and the north wind is blowing.
When winter comes, every household will prepare a storage room with neatly stacked briquettes.
Fang Yan took the fire tongs, changed the briquettes, and shouted outside:
“Sister, Mom is calling you to come back for New Year’s Eve dinner!”
“Yanzi, come here. "Exit."
Fang Hong stood at the door of Su Ya's house and waved.
Fang Yan walked over curiously and saw Su Ya walking out of the house, holding a bunch of things in her hands, "This is the New Year's gift for you from Ruoxue, Katsuo, Yoko, and Yui."
< br>"All for me?"
"Yes!" Su Ya turned her attention to the "Pocket Japanese-Chinese Dictionary", "This is Ruoxue's As a gift, she said that if you want to learn a foreign language or read "The Mountain, That Man, That Dog" translated by Yoko, a dictionary is indispensable. This book is very suitable for beginners. ”
Fang Yan glanced at it and saw that what Tang Shengnan gave was a box of tapes, while what Yoko Suzuki and Yui Hashimoto gave were two boxes of exquisite pastries.
"This is my return gift."
Su Ya shook a pair of gloves, "You are a great writer and your hands are very precious. Keep them warm and be careful not to get frostbite."
"You You can’t expect me to order something good.”
Fang Yan shook his head and smiled.
“There’s more!”
Fang Hong pulled her younger brother to the corner of the yard and made sure there was no one around. Then she opened the cloth bag with peace of mind, which contained bundles of unity, "This is given to you by Yuemin."
"No. There are so few.”
Fang Yan took a few glances and saw that there were thousands of them.
"That's right, there are so many. I don't dare to go home alone, so Yuemin sent me back." Fang Hong said with disbelief in her tone, "Yanzi, how can there be so many! "
Fang Yan said: "Otherwise, why would there be so many people who would rather take a job without pay than to become self-employed? "
"He also said that he will only earn more than this this year."
Fang Hong lowered her voice like a thief.
Fang Yan said seriously; "Sister, please give me a message to Brother Han. Don't go out at the stall during the new year. Take a break."
Fang Hong asked: "What's wrong? , something happened?”
“There is a rumor”
Dialect said that there may be a heavy blow against criminal activities in the economic field recently, and self-employed people may face a storm.
"I know!"
Fang Hong looked serious, "I will tell him tomorrow."
The two returned to the house, the TV was on, But the Spring Festival Gala was not broadcast. Although CCTV held a Spring Festival Gala in 1982, it was not broadcast live and it was not today.
But during the New Year's Day, the specific performance program, according to the gossip Tian Zengxiang inquired about, Wang Gang and his children performed cross talk, "Father and Son Dialogue", a female singer with big braids , sang "On the Field of Hope" and "I Love You, Snow in Saibei". As for who this person is, it cannot be said.
"Bah."
Yang Xia turned off the TV and invited everyone to eat.
The New Year's Eve dinner is quite sumptuous, including pork head, bacon, cured fish, duck soup, dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage, scallops and cabbage...
"Mom, this is what Yue Min gave us. "
Fang Hong took out several colorful silk scarves and nylon gauze scarves from the bag, "This one belongs to Yan Zi"
"Wow!"
Fang Yan's eyes were "bulingbuling", and she immediately put on the nylon gauze scarf excitedly like a red scarf.
"That's not how you wear it."
Fang Yan helped the little girl untie it and taught her step by step, "You are not allowed to take it to school to show off. If it is confiscated..."
"I know, I will never take it to school!"
Fang Yan promised emphatically, putting her hands behind her back, "Brother, let's go watch a movie in a few days."
"What movie?" Fang Hong was also helping Yang Xia tie her scarf, "There has been another movie recently. What’s the new movie?”
“Yes! It’s called “Shaolin Temple”!”
Fang Yan said that it was released on February 1st. "When the time comes, let's go and see it as a family?"
"Shaolin Temple? Why do you want to take pictures of monks when you are so good?"
Yang Xia asked doubtfully: "What's good about the monk?"
"Mom, this is a martial arts movie."
Fang Yan became interested and agreed to the younger sister's request.
Fang Yan's face was full of excitement. From the corner of her eye, she noticed that there was a box of unopened music tapes in the gift her brother brought back.
“Brother, who is Xu Xiaofeng?”
"Xu Xiaofeng."
Fang Yan followed his gaze and fell on "Season of the Wind" in the song catalog at a glance.
“The cool breeze blew gently and quietly entered the skirt of my clothes.
In summer, no sound could be heard.
The days passed by in a hurry, which made me feel a lot of things.< br>
Remember that colorful scene..."
"Blow, blow, let the wind blow, and wipe away the sparkling tears in your eyes. "
"Blow, blow, let the wind blow, take away all the sorrow, no matter who is in the wind. ”
(End of this chapter)