1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 422 Blinking Eyes

The glare of headlights pierced the silent midnight, the Crown parked at the entrance of Dongzongbu Hutong, Lin Weimin got out of the car and ran into the alley with a flashlight.

The lights at Wei Junyi's house were on, and there was a lot of noise. Lin Weimin saw someone get a tricycle at the door.

After entering the door, I met a few acquaintances, all of whom were colleagues from the Guowen Society. Many people from the Guowen Society lived in Dongzongbu Hutong.

Wei Junyi fell down in the toilet in the middle of the night, vomiting non-stop, unable to move half of her body, her son was in a hurry and knocked on the door of the colleagues next door.

Everyone made a phone call first, and Meng Weizai was worried about the efficiency of the ambulance, so he called Lin Weimin again.

At this moment, the ambulance hasn't arrived yet, so everyone can only find a tricycle first, planning to use the tricycle to take the unconscious Wei Junyi to the hospital.

Seeing Lin Weimin arrived, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Quick, quick, get the man into my car."

Lin Weimin joined hands while talking, and carried Wei Junyi into the car with the others. Before he had time to say hello, the car rushed out with a kick of the accelerator.

Fortunately, Dongzongbu Hutong is not far from Xiehe Hospital, and Lin Weimin quickly sent Wei Junyi to the emergency department of the hospital.

After the doctor's examination, the cause was determined-cerebral hemorrhage.

Fortunately, the situation has not yet reached a life-threatening level, and it is night time, the doctor chose drug treatment.

While Lin Weimin was waiting in the corridor of the hospital, Meng Weizai rushed over with Dudu and two colleagues from the agency.Lin Weimin explained the situation to them, and everyone was relieved.

"It's fine for us young people to guard here, you can take people back." Lin Weimin said to Meng Weizai.

"I've been tossing for a while, what are you going back to do?"

"It's been cold recently, and it's the time when cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases are on the rise, so take it easy!"

Meng Weizai glared at Lin Weimin, "You don't expect me to order!"

Everyone stood guard in the corridor, and when it was almost four o'clock, the doctor pushed Wei Junyi for another checkup.

The bleeding point in the brain has stopped, which is good news, but we still need to continue to take medicine and observe.

After getting this news, everyone finally relaxed completely.

After coming out of the hospital, I found a breakfast stall and ate a bowl of tofu nao and a few fried dough sticks. My body felt warm.

Looking at the time, it was almost six o'clock, and the east hadn't turned white yet.

Going home to catch up on sleep is impossible, go straight to work!

When we arrived at the Guowen Society, the news about Wei Junyi's illness last night had reached the top of the Guowen Society's top searches today.

Lin Weimin and the others who went to help last night became the focus of everyone's attention.

After chatting for a while, the front building sent over the sample booklet of "Burning".

During this period, the September issue of "People's Literature", which published "Burning", has sold more than 180 million copies, and readers are increasingly clamoring for "Burning" to be published in a single volume.

The Guowen Society complied with public opinion and put the separate edition of "Burning" on the agenda.

The sample booklet has been produced, and the publication of the booklet is naturally just around the corner.

This time, "Burning" printed 70 copies for the first time, breaking the first printing record set by Lin Weimin again.

The figure of 70 is of course not the blind confidence of the Guowen Society, but calculated from the number of subscriptions and letters from readers.

Although the literary circles still criticize Lin Weimin and "Burning", the feedback from readers is the most genuine.

The shortcoming of this novel's poor readability is completely overshadowed by the advantages of accurate descriptions of American society. Countless readers are looking forward to the release of the booklet.

For this novel, the Guowen Society also gave Lin Weimin a record-breaking price for the manuscript.

120 yuan for a thousand words.

If you compare the current domestic manuscript remuneration standards, this price is of course sky-high. After all, the manuscript fee of many authors is only a dozen or so yuan per thousand words.

But the special thing about Lin Weimin is that his works are sold overseas, and he earns only rice knives, and the price of the remuneration cannot be completely measured by domestic standards.

Of course, the Guowen Society cannot offer such high prices as American, French, and Nihong Publishing, but it must have a posture.

The standard of 120 yuan per thousand words, multiplied by the more than 20 words of "Burning", is about 35000 yuan. If the royalty is calculated based on the circulation of 70 copies, it is probably less than 6%.

For the domestic publishing industry today, it is not only a sky-high price, but also full of sincerity.

After insisting on it all morning, Lin Weimin took a nap in the office at noon and regained some energy in the afternoon.

After get off work, I went to the hospital to see Wei Junyi again, and she has regained consciousness.

Seeing Lin Weimin, she was a little excited and wanted to speak, but couldn't.

Lin Weimin could only comfort her and let her get well first.

After retiring, Wei Junyi did not relax because she lost her job. She put all her energy into the creation of the anthology "Thinking of Pain", which was also the direct cause of her illness.

Lin Weimin would occasionally go to her house to sit for a while before, but he never had a meal.

The situation of Wei Junyi's family is different from that of Meng Wei Zai's family. Wei Junyi is very responsible and capable at work, but has little self-care ability in life.

Even my own clothes often don't fit properly, the buttons of the clothes are not aligned properly, and the trousers are fluttering in the wind.

Of course, she is not really unable to take care of herself, but she seldom cares about mundane affairs.

On the morning bus at the gate of the Guowen Society, you can always see her with a big cloth bag slung over her shoulder.I rarely greeted my colleagues in the car, but talked to myself there, and occasionally adjusted my glasses.Don't think about it at this time, she must be thinking about the manuscript.

It is unrealistic for such a person to ask her to cook a table of sumptuous dishes for Lin Weimin.

But when Lin Weimin came to her house occasionally, she was still very happy, and the topic she talked about most was "Thinking of Pain" which she was creating.

"In the future, don't sit still for a day, get up and move around if you have nothing to do, and exercise your muscles and bones. You are old, not like young people, and your heart and brain blood vessels are very fragile. You have to pay attention to yourself."

"Fortunately, the amount of bleeding was less this time, and the medicine was able to control it. I won't be so lucky next time."

"Don't think I'm scaring you. I don't want to be tossed by you in the middle of the night. Young people can't sleep well, and they are prone to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases."

Lin Weimin babbled a lot, Wei Junyi listened to his words quietly, blinking occasionally.

When he was about to get up, he found Meng Weizai standing behind him.

"You scared me!"

"You haven't done anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"

The two exchanged a few words, and Lin Weimin left the ward.

Meng Weizai sat beside the hospital bed, looked at Wei Junyi and sighed, "Junyi, Weimin is a pretty good person!"

Wei Junyi couldn't speak and blinked.

After leaving the hospital, Lin Weimin went to No. 26 Lama Temple Street. Shi Tiesheng had already been discharged from the hospital and returned home.

He had already discussed with Cheng Ximi about getting married.

These days, the procedures for getting married are a bit cumbersome. You must have a certificate issued by the unit and a household registration book.

The work unit certificate and household registration book must go back to Xi'an, and the marriage of the two has not been discussed with Cheng Ximi's parents, so this time Shi Tiesheng plans to go back to Xi'an with Cheng Ximi.

"What about the wedding?" Lin Weimin asked.

"The two of us have no plans to do it." Shi Tiesheng said.

"People get married once in their lifetime, how can they not have a wedding?" Lin Weimin persuaded.

Cheng Ximi shook her head, she knew exactly what she wanted, and said firmly: "The wedding is just a formality, and it has no meaning to our marriage."

Seeing what she said, Lin Weimin stopped persuading her.

There are only two rooms in Shi Tiesheng's house. Last night, Shi Tiesheng and his father were in the hospital, so Shi Lan and Chen Ximi could live comfortably. But now that the whole family is back, it's not easy to live in.

Lin Weimin said, "Let Shi Lan and Simi live with me for the next two days."

"No need, I'll just squeeze at home." Cheng Ximi said.

"It's okay. Don't be afraid of inconvenience, I have a lot of houses."

Shi Tiesheng said: "Your words really make people angry."

Lin Weimin spread his hands, "No way, we only have this strength, I also want to keep a low profile!"

Shichahai Courtyard is only five or six miles away from Yonghegong Street, it is idle there, and it is convenient to go back and forth, and there is Shi Lan for Cheng Ximi's company.

Pulling the two of them into the courtyard, Lin Weimin first started the boiler.

"No one lives here recently, and it's a bit cold in the house. The boiler heats up quickly, and after waiting for an hour, it's almost warm."

After explaining these things, Lin Weimin left the yard.

Shi Lan took Cheng Ximi to look around the yard, and exclaimed: "This house is really nice!"

Cheng Ximi asked: "Is this house divided by the unit?"

"How could the unit allocate such a good house? Brother Lin bought it himself."

"Buy it yourself? How much will it cost?"

Shi Lan thought for a while and said: "It's hard to say. In Yanjing, you can buy a house for two or three hundred yuan, but if you want to buy such a yard, you need five or six thousand yuan at least, including the house and yard. If you don’t have money, then you have to go for 300 yuan.”

Cheng Ximi was speechless. Her monthly salary was only more than 50 yuan.

When she thought about the housing price in Yanjing, she was a little worried.

Shi Lan looked at her expression, thought for a while, and understood the reason for Cheng Ximi's question.

"Sister-in-law, you don't have to worry about the house. When you marry my brother, I will move to the dormitory. "

Shi Lan is very sensible, but Cheng Ximi is absolutely unwilling to throw her sister-in-law out just because she married Shi Tiesheng.

But Shi Tiesheng's house only has two rooms. If Cheng Ximi married him, there would be four people in the family, so it would be a bit inconvenient to live in.

Cheng Ximi didn't dislike the small size of Shi Tiesheng's house, nor did she dislike his large family. Instead, what she thought about was how to get a house.

The two are married, and it is not realistic to wait for the unit to divide the house.

Shi Tiesheng doesn't have a workplace now, and writes full-time. After Cheng Ximi gets married, he will definitely give up his job and come to Yanjing, and he has no place to divide the house.

There is no unit to distribute the house, so it is too difficult to buy it on your own.

Not yet married, Cheng Ximi has already started to worry about work and house, but she doesn't regret agreeing to marry Shi Tiesheng.

(End of this chapter)