1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 335 Ruined
According to the old rules of Yanjing, celebrating the Lunar New Year begins on the day of Laba.

The cold weather can't stop the people's enthusiasm for the New Year's Eve. Recently, there are obviously more vendors setting up stalls on the street than before.

In January last year, the big leader went to the south to inspect it, and the atmosphere became more and more loose.

The urban management, which was only established a few years ago, has become more and more present in recent years, playing a game of dodging and chasing with street vendors.

Beginning on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the people in Yanjing City seemed to be extremely busy.

After getting off work, Lin Weimin drove to the train station, waited for half an hour, and waved to the crowd leaving the station.

"Brother-in-law!"

Han Dingbang was carrying large and small bags and was struggling to walk. Lin Weimin hurried forward to take the things in his hand.

"You can buy everything here, why do you bring so many things with you every time? No wonder it's inconvenient!"

Han Dingbang's legs and feet are not good, and it is extremely difficult to bring things from Shanghai every time, but he never tires of it.

"They're all Shanghai specialties, you can't buy them in Yanjing."

Carrying things, the two came to the front of the car.

Han Dingbang looked at the majestic crown, "Zhuang Zhuang told me in the letter, you bought a luxury car, it's too ostentatious! It's too ostentatious!"

Lin Weimin stuffed things into the trunk, "Our money is clean and innocent, what are you afraid of?"

After getting into the car, Han Dingbang asked concerned: "Xiao Tao didn't come?"

"No. She has been filming outside for half a year, and she won't be able to come out this year."

Lin Weimin didn't tell Han Dingbang that he planned to get Tao Huimin to the crew of "The Wind".Right now, the script of "The Wind" is still being compiled, and he plans to let Tao Huimin come to Yanjing after the new year.

It's not too much for my girlfriend to hold her own, right?

Han Dingbang felt a little regretful when he heard the words.

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Don't worry about my affairs, you should care about your old Han's daughter-in-law!"

Hearing what he said, Han Dingbang immediately regained his spirits.

"How about the girl? What should I pay attention to when I get in touch with foreigners?"

Lin Weimin turned the steering wheel and said in a relaxed tone: "Nothing to pay attention to, Ge Li has a very good personality, you will know when you meet her. She has been in China for several years, and she is learning Chinese. It's also very acceptable."

After hearing Lin Weimin's words, Han Dingbang's psychological pressure was a little less.

When a son finds a foreign girlfriend, it is not only a question of whether he can accept it, but also a question of cultural differences.

After sending Han Dingbang to the Second Academy next to the Forbidden City, Han Zhuangzhuang and Yin Geli were already waiting at home.

Today, when his father came to Beijing, Han Zhuangzhuang deliberately asked for leave, so he would not go to the rehearsal at CCTV tonight.

The family of four sat and ate together, and Han Dingbang looked at Yin Geli from time to time.

After eating, Yin Geli took the initiative to wash the dishes.

"This foreign girl is also very diligent." Han Dingbang nodded in satisfaction.

He asked Lin Weimin again, "Ge Li will stay in China in the future?"

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "It all depends on your son's ability!"

"What do you mean?"

"Give her a life, if you don't want to stay, you can't do it!"

Han Dingbang glared at Lin Weimin, "You don't look like an old uncle at all!"

"I've wronged someone, haven't I? I'm just telling the truth!"

"What does that mean?"

"What do you mean? You'll find out in the evening!" Lin Weimin said meaningfully.

Han Dingbang reacted for two seconds, and suddenly realized: "The two of them live together?"

Immediately, he patted his thigh and cursed: "You bastard!"

"It's all young people!"

"How decent is it to live together without getting married?"

Lin Weimin told Han Dingbang in advance that he was afraid that he would not be able to stand the excitement when he saw the beautiful picture unexpectedly at night, so now he should take it as a buffer in advance.

"Okay, okay, calm down. Anyway, he is rushing to get married, and your son is not a person who starts in chaos and ends up abandoning him." Lin Weimin persuaded.

It's a done deal, and Han Dingbang can't do anything if he gets angry.

As soon as Han Zhuangzhuang entered the room after finishing his work, he saw his father staring at him unkindly, which made him shudder, and inexplicably recalled the memory of being beaten when he was a child.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll go back first."

After Lin Weimin dug the hole, he clapped his hands and left.

Back at the Tuanjiehu apartment, cleaned up and washed, and rested for a while, Lin Weimin went to the study to continue writing novels, and the sound of children setting off fireworks occasionally sounded outside the window.

Silent all night.

Two days later, Tong Zhonggui left Yanjing one day earlier.His home is in the south, and it takes two or three days to go back and forth. If he leaves early, he can stay at home for an extra day.

In the past few days, the editorial department has completely put swords and guns into the warehouse, Ma Fang Nanshan, everyone is sitting lazily in the office, but their hearts have already flown to nowhere.

Before leaving get off work, Lin Weimin greeted everyone to go to Donglaishun.

Tomorrow is the last day of shift before the year, but it is basically a half-day shift. By noon, the building is empty, and there is not even a ghost in sight.

So I can only go out to eat today.

This time is not like the later generations, everyone has nothing in their stomachs, and when encountering such an occasion, no one will be absent.

The atmosphere during the meeting was exceptionally warm. According to colleagues, Editor-in-Chief Lin was wise, wise, and calm, and he seemed to be the best candidate for the head of the Chinese Literature Society in the future. He didn't pay attention to Lao Meng and Lao Tan who were sitting together.

The two old comrades didn't speak, just ate the mutton in silence.

You say yours, if I eat less meat, I will lose.

The next day, as in previous years, at noon, people from the Guowen Society went to the building to be empty.

Lin Weimin walked last, and before leaving, he did not forget to throw two packs of cigarettes to Uncle Zhai in the mail room, coaxing the old man into a good mood.

After driving around to deliver the New Year's goods, it was already evening, and he came to Gongti again to take a look around.

Thousands of cast members of the Spring Festival Gala had poured into the huge gymnasium at this time, but it still seemed empty.

The most important thing is that this place is ventilated, even if you stay here during the day, if you are in a shady place, you can still shiver from the cold.

Tonight, not only the cast and crew suffered, but even the audience also suffered.

Lin Weimin seemed to have seen the scene of Huang Yihe being pointed at by thousands of people after the party.

That's horrible!
After carefully watching the rehearsal of the skit by the eldest nephew and Chen Xiaoer, Lin Weimin made sure that there was nothing wrong with it, so Lin Weimin drove back to the Second Academy next to the Forbidden City.

He was alone at the Tuanjie Lake, and the New Year atmosphere was much worse than in Yanjing City, so he spent this year at the Forbidden City.

Lin Weimin and Han Dingbang brought a foreign daughter-in-law to make dumplings in the evening, and felt an indescribably awkward feeling.

"It would be great if Xiaotao came too!" Han Dingbang sighed.

While talking, Han Dingbang suddenly realized a problem.

"The age difference between Xiaotao and Geli is a bit big, isn't it?"

Lin Weimin hesitated, "Is it okay? I'm only six or seven years old."

Six or seven years old, still "just"?
An aunt is six or seven years younger than her niece and daughter-in-law. Are you embarrassed?

Han Dingbang looked at Lin Weimin like he looked at a beast.

"I did it, I did it!"

Teacher Lin didn't resist her brother-in-law's conscientious eyes, and looked at the TV, changing the topic.

On the TV at home, the 85 Spring Festival Gala started as scheduled.

Han Dingbang watched the show, frowning little by little. He only watched it for less than 10 minutes. Out of the professional sensitivity of the director, he said: "This party is ruined!"

Dayang girl was picking up peanuts while watching the TV cheerfully, "It's ruined? Where is it ruined?"

Han Dingbang took a look at his future daughter-in-law, and found a sense of superiority for the first time, even if you dare to love you foreigners, this literary talent is not enough!
Although the quality of the party was not good, the TV was not turned off.For the Chinese New Year, the picture is a lively one, it doesn't matter what the performance is.

After ten o'clock, Han Zhuangzhuang finished the sketch and rode a motorcycle back home in the cold wind.

As soon as he came back, he shouted: "It's ruined! It's ruined!"

His sketch was in the middle of the Spring Festival Gala, and the performance had already started for more than an hour at that time, and the scene of the show was frequently happening.

"But I was freezing to death. It was more than ten degrees below zero outside, and there was no heating in the gymnasium. When I was on stage, I almost couldn't speak my lines well. In some departments, the walkie-talkie was out of power, and I didn't know how to prepare batteries in advance. The lights sometimes work and sometimes don't... Director Huang is so anxious that he almost climbed a tree."

Han Zhuangzhuang talked about the situation of the Spring Festival Gala for a long time, and the last sentence was on point.

Lin Weimin guessed that now Huang Yihe is more than anxious to climb the tree, he probably wants to die.

Because now the most famous movie Xiaohua in China in the past few years, Chen Chong, is appearing on the TV.

A few years ago, she and Liu Xiaoqing were the peerless twins in the Chinese film industry.

As a result, I went to the United States in 81 and stayed in the United States for three years. This time I came back during the Spring Festival and was invited to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, which completely detonated the negative public opinion of the 85 Spring Festival Gala.

Later generations of the Internet slandered Chen Chong for using words like "Your China" in his speech at the Spring Festival Gala, which annoyed audiences all over the country, but it is actually false.

What she said was "China", but what she said in her words was the arrogance experienced by Rumi and the alienation from the motherland, but it was real. Such behavior made countless viewers in front of the TV feel uncomfortable.

Lin Weimin looked at the TV screen, and Chen Chong sighed with his performance.

It was really a leaky house and it was raining at night, so he felt sorry for Comrade Huang.

The family complained while watching the Spring Festival Gala. On a night like today, countless Chinese people are doing the same thing, just like ordinary people watching the Spring Festival Gala in later generations.

Firecrackers sounded outside the window one after another, and the house was warm and joyful.

Twelve years have passed.

(End of this chapter)