Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 351 Friends in Beijing
He Ping didn't stop Mao Chunhua in spite of his wickedness. He laughed out loud when he saw her wrinkled and cute face after she took a sip of the bean juice.

Mao Chunhua didn't know that he was molested by him again, so he punched him in the chest angrily.

"Necrosis of you, let you not tell me, let you not tell me..."

After Mao Chunhua vented his anger, he pushed the bean juice to He Ping, and forced He Ping to drink it with pouted lips and staring eyes.

In order to appease his wife's anger, He Ping could only pinch his nose and drink a bowl of soybean juice.

A gloating smile appeared on Mao Chunhua's face, "Look at you and smile again, I'll let you taste the taste of bean juice."

This is called lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot, He Ping said with a wry smile in his heart.

After an old capital breakfast, He Ping asked Mao Chunhua where he wanted to go next.

Mao Chunhua thought for a while, she only knew a few places, "How about going to the Forbidden City?"

"it is good!"

In a place like the Forbidden City, the main thing to play with is the legs. After walking for a day, He Ping felt that both legs were not his own.

Mao Chunhua walked happily, which is probably the talent of women.

Back at the guest house in the afternoon, He Ping called Sister Wang Fu and told her that he had arrived in the capital, and it happened to be Sunday tomorrow, so the eldest sister could come out for a gathering, and he could take a rest.

"Why don't you come to the editorial department for a while?"

"Didn't I bring my daughter-in-law to the capital for fun, and I'm not here to contribute."

"Are you bringing your daughter-in-law here? Then I have to treat you two to a meal, and take a look at your siblings."

"Sister, that's it. Tomorrow is Sunday, so you call Teacher Wang Meng, and I'll call some friends. Let's go to Donglaishun to have a good get-together."

"Success, I will notify him."

After finalizing tomorrow's party with Sister Wang Fu, He Ping contacted Li Tuo and Brother Zhenkai again.

When the two learned that He Ping had arrived in the capital, they both clamored to invite him to dinner. He Ping told them to go to Donglaishun for a party and bring his family members along.

The two readily agreed.

Mao Chunhua was listening to He Ping's phone calls. She didn't expect that He Ping had such a wide range of contacts in the capital.

"Didn't you just come to the capital for a month? How do you know so many people?"

"Qin Hui still has three good friends. Isn't it normal for a handsome man like me, your husband, to have a few friends?"

"Cheek-skinned!" Mao Chunhua gave him a blank look.

After a night's rest, He Ping slept late the next day with Mao Chunhua in his arms. The two didn't get up until almost noon, and went to Donglaishun according to the agreed time.

When the two of them arrived, Sister Wang Fu and Wang Meng had already arrived. They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and they greeted each other warmly.

"I haven't seen you in half a year. The eldest sister is even younger."

"Teacher Wang Meng is still so energetic."

"You are the only one who can praise people!"

Not long after they were seated, Li Tuo and his wife, Brother Zhenkai and his wife also arrived.

"I don't need to introduce you, everyone should know each other!" He Ping said, and he was introduced one by one by Mao Chunhua: "Chunhua, this is Miss Wang Fu, the deputy editor-in-chief of "People's Literature". The famous writer Mr. Wang Meng. This is brother Li Tuo, who does everything except writing. This is sister-in-law Zhang Nuanxin, the screenwriter and director of Beijing Film Studio. Brother Zhenkai needs no introduction, this must be sister-in-law, right? Shao Fei, Painters. This is my wife, Mao Chunhua."

All of you here are familiar with Wang Fu, Wang Meng and Li Tuo, but apart from Li Tuo, Brother Zhenkai doesn’t know the other two, and he has always been outside the mainstream literary circle.

However, thanks to the bridge of He Ping, there is also a connection between several people.

"Come on, let's order first." He Ping enthusiastically asked everyone to order.

When you come to Donglaishun, you must eat boiled mutton.

The dark yellow copper chafing dish with the accumulation of time was brought to the table, and the charcoal underneath was burning. After a while, the heat rose, and plates of mutton were also served on the table.

Teacher Wang Meng has studied eating. He pointed to the mutton on the plate and explained: "The mutton from Donglaishun is all castrated|castrated ram meat. There is little white, and there is almost no fat, especially the lamb shoulder is the most tender.

The sauce includes sesame paste, soy sauce, rice wine, chopped leeks, chili oil, fermented bean curd, and shrimp paste. After making the sauce, put the rinsed lamb in your mouth. Hey, it’s amazing! "

Except for He Ping and his wife, everyone present here is a native of the capital. Eldest sister Wang Fu didn't give Wang Meng any face: "Don't listen to his nonsense, this is their problem with writing articles, and one point can be praised very much."

When Wang Meng was hit, he didn't feel ashamed at all, instead he said with a smile: "If you don't believe me, try it."

The gags between the two made the atmosphere at the table a lot more relaxed. He Ping asked everyone to move their chopsticks, because he was afraid of being left alone at the wine table.

Fortunately, everyone is in the same circle, even if they don't know each other, they have heard of the names, such as Wang Meng and Brother Zhenkai.

"I heard that your magazine was blocked, what are you doing now?" Wang Meng said to brother Zhenkai, taking a mouthful of boiled mutton.

"Now I'm compiling a series of books for the publishing house, about American literary classics."

"That's good. It's not a good thing that your magazine is always stared at by people."

The copper hot pot was steaming hot, everyone ate the hot-boiled lamb, and occasionally raised their wine glasses to have a drink, and the atmosphere on the table quickly became warm.

"Have you written any new works recently?" Sister Wang Fu asked He Ping.

"I said big sister, please forgive me. Didn't I just finish writing "Lu Deshui" a few years ago?"

"You kid just can't squeeze the water."

"It's a mistake for me to write fast, so I will write slowly in the future."

Sister Wang Fu stared, "How dare you!"

Cut, He Ping thought to himself, I have nothing to dare, so many seniors are my role models.

After chatting with Sister Wang Fu for a few words, He Ping turned to Li Tuo and his wife again, "How did you two make up your mind about the film? This time the women's volleyball team won the championship and you two caught up."

Zhang Nuanxin said: "The filming was done, but the higher-ups had too many constraints on us, and the progress was not smooth."

"That's normal. Although the subject matter of your movie is dominated by the women's volleyball team, it is also restricted by the women's volleyball team."

"Yeah, a headache!"

"Brother Zhenkai, how are you doing?"

"The translation of the novel went smoothly. I entrusted two teachers from Peking University to help with the translation. If there are no accidents, it should be completed before August."

"Okay, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

"I have an outline of a novel in my hand, and I want to find someone to continue writing it. Can you find someone?"

Brother Zhenkai immediately thought of what He Ping mentioned when he was in Hantun, "You mean martial arts novels?"

"Correct!"

Brother Zhenkai showed embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)