Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 633
He Pingan accompanied Mao Chunhua at home waiting for the delivery, and rarely asked about business matters. After being free for a while, he had more time.

While enjoying family life, he gradually developed the desire to write.

Since the publication of "Xu Sanguan", he has not had a new work for several years. Many editors and writer friends have asked him about his new work, but He Ping's answer is unknown.

In addition, there are countless eagerly awaiting readers who are waiting for He Ping's new works. Some readers who work in the media will occasionally take advantage of the convenience of work to call He Ping publicly and ask him to write new works as soon as possible.

On the one hand, everything was complicated before, and I didn't have the mind to conceive a new book.On the other hand, after writing "Xu Sanguan", he felt that he had entered a bottleneck in creation.

The reason why he writes is entirely because he has just passed through and has no skills, and he happens to have some downloaded e-books in his mobile phone. He wants to use this condition to improve his material life.

In the tenth year since he came to this world, his mobile phone has long been rotten into a pile of tatters, and he has long since left the stage of needing to plagiarize to write, but he suddenly finds that he has nothing to write.

Accompanying Mao Chunhua to wait for the birth at home this time gave me more personal time, and the upcoming baby softened his heart and gave him some inspiration and motivation for writing.

Mao Chunhua was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a popsicle, watching the sixth part of "East Love" on TV.

Five months pregnant, she has already shown her pregnancy, and she chews something in her mouth all the time, so her figure has plump up a lot.

Although her figure started to lose shape, He Ping felt that she was more beautiful than before, a little more cute than before.

He Ping looked at Mao Chunhua, who seemed to have become a carefree little girl, and felt happy in his heart. Their child will be born in a few months, and he wants to write a work to give to the child who is about to be born.

He sat in the study and lit a cigarette. The desk was covered with manuscript paper, and the pen that had just been filled with ink was placed beside it. This pen hadn't been used for a long time.

The smoke was slowly rising, blurring his vision, and he seemed to see the picture in his mind.

Wang Duomi's great-great-grandfather's face was torn off in the mourning hall where the photos of his ancestors were enshrined. He has a great-grandmother who is old and confused. Now the grandmother is in charge of the family. She is very powerful and regards music as the number one taboo in the family.

Wang Duomi's family makes shoes, but Duomi likes music.Wang Duomi's idol is Jacky Cheung, a generation of song god who became famous after walking out of the small town. However, the song god was killed by a big bell falling from the stage at a concert many years ago. His famous song "Remember Me" is Domi's favorite song.

Wang Duomi's job is to shine shoes for people every day, but he always secretly goes to the square to listen to street singers playing guitar and singing. The singer encourages Duomi to participate in tonight's Day of the Dead singer competition.

But then the grandmother appeared and forcibly dragged Domi home.The grandmother told Domi that today is the Day of the Dead, and only by enshrining photos and scattering leaves can the ghosts of the deceased relatives come back, and warned Miguel not to leave for music like his great-great-grandfather, and Miguel took the opportunity to slip away , devoutly went to his "hut" to watch the video of the God of Songs, and played and sang with a homemade acoustic guitar.

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Perhaps it was because he stopped writing for too long and accumulated too much material and inspiration, He Ping did not stop for several hours once he started writing.

Until the hungry Mao Chunhua ran to the study and called him, "When will you eat?"

Only then did He Ping realize that it was already evening, so he got up quickly.

The mother-in-law now lives in He Ping's house and concentrates on serving Mao Chunhua. She has already prepared dinner. The mother and daughter waited for He Ping for a while and saw that he hadn't come to eat yet.

During the meal, Mao Chunhua asked He Ping, "I think you're starting to write again?"

"Well, I'm going to write a novel."

Mao Chunhua, who loves literature, became interested when he heard it, "What are you going to write?"

"Is it a fairy tale?"

"Why do you want to write fairy tales?" Mao Chunhua was a little disappointed when he heard that. Of course, He Ping is best at realistic themes.

He Ping smiled softly, "I will write this book for our child, and when he is born, I will read it to him."

Mao Chunhua didn't expect He Ping to have such an idea, and couldn't help but be moved in his heart, looking at her husband with tender eyes.

"Tell me about the novel in detail!" Her interest in this fairy tale novel written by He Ping increased greatly.

He Ping preached while eating.

"Wang Duomi is the son of a shoemaker, and he has loved music since he was a child. But the adults in the family regard music as taboo, especially the grandmother who is in charge of the family, very opposed to it.

The Day of the Dead singer competition was held in the town. Regardless of the opposition of his family, Wang Duomi decided to sneak out of the house to participate in the Day of the Dead singer competition. However, his family found out that his grandmother announced that Wang Duomi would inherit the family mantle of shoemaking on this day.

Xiao Erhei, the stray dog ​​that Wang Duomi has been taking care of, accidentally smashed the photo of his great-great-grandparents in the mourning hall. The great-great-grandfather turned out to be Jacky Cheung, the god of song.

Wang Duomi excitedly announced to his family that he would be a musician, his grandmother smashed Wang Duomi's guitar angrily, and Wang Duomi rushed out of the house in grief and indignation.

Angry and wronged, Wang Duomi came to the square alone to sign up for the Day of the Dead singer competition, but was told that he could not participate without an instrument.Wang Duomi, who couldn't borrow guitars everywhere, looked at the statue of the God of Songs and got inspiration. He ran to the tomb of the God of Songs in the cemetery and stole the guitar of the God of Songs.

In the end, he went out of his body and saw the undead in the cemetery, including the undead of all his family members who came back from the Day of the Dead, but there was no undead figure of his great-great-grandmother. The undead family brought Wang Duomi and Xiao Erhei Cross the bridge made of red leaves connecting the world of life and death, and enter the kingdom of the dead..."

He Ping's plot stopped abruptly here, and Mao Chunhua listened with gusto, "Why don't you tell me?"

"I haven't thought about the plot yet!" He Ping said.

In fact, it's not that he didn't think about it, but that he didn't think about it.

This fairy tale novel named by He Ping as "Wang Duomi's Search for Dreams" was actually written by He Ping referring to the animated film "Dream Quest" that He Ping had seen later. Outline the general plot through hazy memories, and you need to conceive the rest by yourself.

Mao Chunhua regretted not hearing the complete plot of the novel. Even the rice in the bowl was not delicious, so he would not have listened to it if he had known.

He Ping comforted her with a smile, "Don't worry, I will read it to you first when I finish writing."

(End of this chapter)