Chapter 116

He Ping took Mao Chunhua and Xiao Zhuer's family of three to order five dishes at the restaurant, and a meal was less than 15 yuan.Although the price does not look high, it is actually equivalent to half a month's wages for many workers these years. For people at this time, it is definitely a very luxurious meal.

After dinner, He Ping led Xiao Zhu'er and Mao Chunhua, who had round bellies, to the cinema to watch another movie. This time, with Xiao Zhu'er, the light bulb, He Ping had no chance to do anything illegal.

It was already afternoon after the movie, and He Ping drove Xiao Zhuer and Mao Chunhua back.

The two chatted while cycling, and Mao Chunhua told He Ping about the magazine she read yesterday.

""China Youth" published a letter from a young man named Pan Xiao, titled "The road of life, why is it getting narrower and narrower", she said in the letter that she is 23 years old this year, and she should be a positive age , but feels that his life has come to an end. She likes literature, but no one can understand it, and she is not sure what kind of contribution her writings can make to the people, and she is full of confusion and fear for the future."

He Ping listened to Mao Chunhua's introduction, and the more he listened to it, the more he felt familiar. It seemed that his later generations seemed to have seen this incident when visiting the forum.

This letter may seem ordinary now, but in a certain context, it caused a great sensation.How should the road go?Pan Xiao's experiences and encounters are by no means his alone, she represents the youth of a generation.Therefore, many young people and even middle-aged people raised their pens and enthusiastically devoted themselves to this discussion full of youthful vigor and philosophy of life.

In just a few months, tens of thousands of manuscripts poured into the editorial department from all over the country, including youths, League members and Young workers, adults and the elderly, compatriots from Hong Kong and Macau, and young people from across the ocean.Many letters were written jointly by dozens or hundreds of young people.The final result was that the positive significance of the big discussion was affirmed by the Central Propaganda Department.

He Ping thought it was very interesting when he read the post. The word "mourning" or culture is not unique to later generations. It should be said that it is a characteristic that exists in certain groups of people in every era. Their general characteristic is that they have no worries about food and clothing. , have received a good education, have not yet married or have unsatisfactory family life.

"Do you think their ideas are correct, or are they moaning without illness?" He Ping asked Mao Chunhua.

Mao Chunhua thought for a while, "I think it makes sense. Pan Xiao and I have similar life experiences. Having a workplace can ensure that we have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of our lives. The same love of literature gives us a unique understanding of the world and life. I I also had the same confusion as him when I was working at the post office. Am I going to be like this all my life? Even if I love literature and write good articles, what contribution will I make to this society?"

He Ping smiled after hearing this. He didn't expect Mao Chunhua, a seemingly cheerful literary girl, to have such small thoughts, but did he hear less of this tune in later generations?

In the words of later generations, this means that they have not experienced the beatings of society.

But he wouldn't say that directly to his girlfriend, instead he asked Xiao Zhu'er: "Zhu'er, is lunch delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Do you want to continue eating tomorrow?"

Xiao Zhu'er didn't speak, but He Ping knew what Xiao Zhu'er was thinking, and said for him: "It's delicious, but you can't eat it all the time, because it's too expensive, right?"

He Ping said what Xiao Zhuer was thinking, and he hummed.

Mao Chunhua looked at He Ping with some doubts, but didn't understand what he meant.

He Ping explained to her: "There is a psychologist abroad named Maslow. He believes that human needs are divided into five levels, namely physiological needs, safety needs, belonging and love needs, respect needs, The need for self-realization, these five needs are born with people, and they are also the power to motivate and guide people. Pan Xiao now only meets the needs of the first level and the second level, which are also the most basic needs of a person , there is still a distance from the realization of the needs of other levels. The fundamental reason why you have the same experience as him but did not write a letter is that you feel more secure than him and feel a sense of belonging with love."

He Ping's words made Mao Chunhua fall into deep thought.

He Ping went on to say: "Xiao Zhu'er likes to eat meat. Today's lunch dishes are all his favorites, but when I asked him if he wanted to continue eating tomorrow, he didn't say anything. Why? Because he knows the cost of this meal." Far beyond the capacity of ordinary people, when our ability is not proportional to our needs, it is the most painful time for us, because at that time you will find yourself small and powerless."

"Pan Xiao's most fundamental problem is that her pursuit at this stage does not match his ability, which is the root of all her pain, and he has not been able to meet her needs in other ways, making this pain impossible to resolve. "

He Ping's words made Mao Chunhua's heart suddenly enlightened, and the light of admiration shone in his beautiful eyes, looking at He Ping shining brightly.

"He Ping, you know a lot."

Facing his girlfriend's blind praise, He Ping said, "Low-key, low-key."

Mao Chunhua asked: "Where did you read all these?"

He Ping thought to himself, who is a serious person who reads books? Young people still need to visit forums more.

"They're all miscellaneous books, and you don't even know about them." He Ping said perfunctorily.

Mao Chunhua didn't delve into it either. In her heart, her boyfriend was already the kind of writer who could be included in textbooks. What she just said was like drizzle to him.

"Then why don't you write a letter to "China Youth" to persuade this Pan Xiao, I think what you said is very good, just write what you just said in the letter, I believe it will definitely inspire her .”

It's not necessary, I'm just bragging to my girlfriend, so why did I get a job for myself?

Seeing that He Ping didn't agree, Mao Chunhua resorted to the great method of acting like a baby.

"You just write one~ You are so powerful, a lost lamb like Pan Xiao needs your rescue the most~".

A straight man like He Ping is soft but not hard, and his bones are almost crisp in the face of his girlfriend's charming voice, so he immediately surrendered.

"Writing a letter is bad, I can't guarantee that the editorial department will publish it!"

Although He Ping has been trying to improve his writing skills and writing knowledge for more than half a year, he has not really tried it after all. If he really wants to write letters to magazines with his own writing skills, he really has no idea.

"It's okay, I believe in your strength."

Faced with Mao Chunhua's blind praise, He Ping could only accept his fate, who let him find such a girlfriend who adores him.

(End of this chapter)

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