1980 My literary era

This year, the Chinese New Year falls on February 12th, and I missed the salary payment, so the last day of work before the holiday was a little less festive.

Lin Weimin is now promoted to deputy editor, one step away from senior cadres, and his salary has jumped threefold, soaring to 200 yuan a month. In addition to various subsidies and bonuses from the unit and the literary association, the salary is 300 yuan a month. money.

At this time in the early 1980s, it was a high-income earner.

It's a pity that Teacher Lin is now past the time of living on salary, so this salary can only be said to be the icing on the cake.

Originally, on the last day before the holiday, he was supposed to be sitting in the office in a paralyzed posture, drinking tea and chatting with his colleagues, and then ran away while waiting for things to be handed out.

The problem is that he has become the deputy editor now, and Lao Meng and Lao Qin have left all these chores to him. After being busy all morning, Lin Weimin didn't even drink.

After finally finishing the work, all the bastards in the office had already escaped, including Lao Meng and Lao Tan.

Lin Weimin eliminated his sweat, took a sip of the cold tea, then stood up, picked up the benefits issued by his work unit, and left the back building.

The bicycle shed was already empty. Lin Weimin fixed everything and got on his motorcycle. When he walked to the gate, he met Yan Wenjing pushing his bicycle.

"Leader, did you just get off work?"

Yan Wenjing saw Lin Weimin and said, "Well, you just got off work."

"Yeah, I just finished my work."

Yan Wenjing nodded slightly, "That's right, the deputy editor didn't mention it in vain."

Lin Weimin:? ? ?

He wanted to ask, Lao Yan, what do you mean?

But after thinking about it, I let it go. After all, he is a level 8 leader and cannot be offended.

Saying goodbye to Yan Wenjing, riding a motorcycle on the streets of Yanjing, if we just look at various festival decorations, Yanjing in this era is far inferior to later generations.

But when you walk on the street and observe carefully, you will find that people at this time walk slowly, move lightly, and the expressions on their faces are full of joy and some kind of expectation.

Lin Weimin rode his motorcycle back to the Shichahai courtyard in a relaxed mood. As soon as he entered Baimi Xiejie, he heard the crackling of firecrackers. It was the children in the alley setting off small whips.

After pushing open the door of the small courtyard and pushing the motorcycle into the courtyard, I heard a sound coming from the kitchen.

"Brother-in-law, just make some food for lunch, just the two of us."

"knew."

The gray-haired Han Dingbang, who was chopping vegetables with his head lowered, responded.

During the Chinese New Year last year, Han Zhuangzhuang agreed with him that he would come to Yanjing to celebrate the New Year this year. Han Dingbang asked for three days of leave in advance this year. He arrived in Yanjing from Shanghai just yesterday morning. When he came, he carried large and small bags, all for Lin Weimin and Lin Weimin. A specialty of Han Zhuangzhuang.

Han Dingbang worked in the kitchen for half an hour before calling Lin Weimin to eat.

Han Zhuangzhuang is going to attend the Spring Festival Gala tonight, and is still making intensive preparations in the broadcasting compound. He won't be back until he finishes his performance in the evening.

This meal was supposed to be a reunion dinner, but because of Han Zhuangzhuang, the reunion dinner was moved to after he came back in the evening.

Lin Weimin picked up something after lunch, "Brother-in-law, I'm going to deliver something."

"Okay, let's go."

Han Dingbang, who is in his forties, is taciturn. In Lin Weimin's childhood impression, he was a very cheerful and talkative person.

After coming to Muxidi to deliver things to Mr. Wan and his wife, Lin Weimin ran to the broadcasting compound on Nanlishi Road.

There are less than 7 hours left until the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast, and the backstage of the studio is full of people and noisy.

Lin Weimin first said hello to directors Huang Yihe and Deng Zaijun, and then went to see the two sketches he was responsible for.

Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Shimao are okay. After all, they are both actors who have acted in several movies, so they are relatively calm.

The eldest nephew, Liang Guanhua, and Song Dandan were not so good. They could no longer say anything nervous. Their expressions were stiff when they saw Lin Weimin.

"How can you act like this? Going on stage is not going to make you go to the execution ground. Just treat the audience and the camera like nothing. Just act your part and calm down."

Lin Weimin comforted him with a few words, and the nervousness of the few people finally relaxed a little.

We found a small space in the backstage, and several people played a skit for Lin Weimin. After watching it, Lin Weimin patted Liang Guanhua on the shoulder.

"Rehearsals have already achieved this effect, so what else do you have to worry about? Don't have any baggage, just perform well."

After comforting a few people, Lin Weimin ran around backstage for a long time, and finally saw Tao Huimin among a bunch of little flowers.

"Hissssss~"

Lin Weimin stood not far away and gestured vaguely to Tao Huimin for a long time. Only then did she realize that she quickly found an excuse and ran out.

The two of them came behind the curtain on the second floor of the backstage. It was quite quiet here. Lin Weimin took out a box of butterfly cakes.

"I brought it to you specially. My brother-in-law brought the butterfly cake from Shanghai. Eat it quickly."

Tao Huimin felt sweet in her heart, and opened the oil paper wrapping the butterfly cake. Counting the time on the train, the butterfly cake had been out of the oven for three days, and the taste was much worse.

Tao Huimin said while eating: "Is this the butterfly cake from the one on Jinling Road?"

"It should be. My brother-in-law said he waited in line for a long time to buy it."

Tao Huimin tasted the taste of butterfly cake, and her eyes narrowed unconsciously, "My dad bought it for me twice when he went to Shanghai on business trips. This taste will never be forgotten in my life."

"I'll buy it for you often if you like it."

"It's only available in Shanghai. Where can I buy it regularly?"

Tao Huimin said, passing a piece of butterfly pastry to her mouth, "You can eat one too."

Lin Weimin stretched out his mouth to swallow the butterfly cake, not forgetting to hold her green-white fingers.

The warm and moist feeling made Tao Huimin instantly feel numb, her cheeks turned red, she quickly pulled out her fingers and gave Lin Weimin a roll of her eyes.

Lin Weimin, who had taken advantage, laughed twice and urged: "Hurry up and eat before anyone finds out."

Tao Huimin put aside her shyness, ate a few more pieces, and said, "I really can't eat any more."

Lin Weimin looked at the remaining butterfly cakes and said, "Then take these butterfly cakes back and eat them with Jiang Yao."

"good."

"What are your plans for the evening?"

Tao Huimin said: "How else can we arrange it? It won't be our turn until after eleven o'clock. We will go back to the hotel after the performance. The group will return to Zhijiang tomorrow."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"There's nothing we can do. Everyone is anxious to go home for the New Year!" Tao Huimin's expression was a little depressed. She hadn't spent enough time with her lover.

"It doesn't matter. I'll see you off early tomorrow morning. I'll see you later when I have time."

The expression on Tao Huimin's face was a bit lonely, "This is the only way."

The two held hands and talked for a while. Tao Huimin pushed Lin Weimin and said, "I have to go back. If I don't go back, the leader will get angry if he can't find me."

Lin Weimin chuckled and let her push him forward, but when he walked around the corner, he unexpectedly saw a charming face.

"Ah!" Tao Huimin let out a short exclamation, "Sister Sai Fei!"

Concubine He's face turned pale, she bit her lip and forced a smile: "Huimin, is this your boyfriend?"

Tao Huimin's expression was full of nervousness, and she nodded hesitantly, "Yes!"

"Teacher Lin is your boyfriend?" He Saifei confirmed again in disbelief.

Lin Weimin has been in and out of the Spring Festival Gala these days. How could He Saifei not recognize him?

Tao Huimin looked up at Lin Weimin, with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand towards Concubine He Sai.

"It hasn't been long since we confirmed our relationship, so we don't want everyone to know."

She gently shook her hand. He Saifei's hand was soft and boneless, with slender fingers.

She has beautiful apple-shaped skin, soft and round facial lines, and her appearance gives people a graceful and gorgeous look.

Lin Weimin looked away from her face and looked at Tao Huimin, "Huimin, Comrade Sai Fei must be here to find you. You should go back first."

Tao Huimin glanced at Lin Weimin, with a bit of anxiety in her eyes, and left with He Saifei.

The distance from the second floor to the first floor was very short, but Tao Huimin felt it was extremely long, "Sister Sai Fei!"

When she was about to reach the place where the theater troupe gathered, Tao Huimin couldn't help but call Concubine He Sai.

Concubine He Sai turned her head and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

Tao Huimin was speechless, and Concubine He said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. I misunderstood it myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

Seeing Concubine He Sai's smile, Tao Huimin breathed a sigh of relief.

He Saifei said with a relaxed face: "Teacher Lin is so kind to you!"

Tao Huimin looked shy and didn't know how to respond to Concubine He Sai's kindness. She took out the butterfly cake that she had not finished eating just now.

"Sister Sai Fei, please try the butterfly cakes brought from Shanghai."

Concubine He Sai looked at the confused Tao Huimin, feeling resentful in her heart, but she couldn't bring it up.

Tasting the delicious butterfly cake, her heart bleeds.

You guys love your concubines, you are talented and beautiful, but I am the only one who is hurt!

"Sister Saifei, can you promise me something?" Tao Huimin asked cautiously after pleasing Concubine He.

"You want me to keep it a secret for you?"

Tao Huimin nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

He Saifei was puzzled, "You can't hide it for the rest of your life, right? It's not shameful to have a boyfriend like Teacher Lin, right?"

"I'm just afraid!"

"What are you afraid of?" Concubine He Sai and Tao Huimin have completely different personalities, so she doesn't quite understand.

"Afraid of the group, and... afraid of everyone..." Tao Huimin hesitated.

Concubine He Sai now understood her worries.

She couldn't help but re-examine this little sister who was several years younger than herself. She used to think that Tao Huimin's reluctance to talk might be due to her young age, but today she finally understood that Tao Huimin's reticence was often due to her delicate mind and her ability to see things through without speaking out. Just like when I misunderstood Teacher Lin's love poem, I kept silent to save my face.

He Saifei didn't know how the troupe would deal with Tao Huimin if they knew about it.

But He Saifei knew that if word spread in the group that Tao Huimin was in love with Teacher Lin, those rumors would be enough to cause Tao Huimin huge trouble.

Thinking of this, she felt a little pity in her heart, "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you!"

Hearing He Saifei's assurance, Tao Huimin finally felt relieved, with a clear smile on her face, "Thank you, Sister Saifei!"

Concubine He Sai responded to Tao Huimin's thanks, but Lin Weimin's handsome face flashed in her mind.

Second update.