1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 834 Readers’ Approval
The night was dark, and there seemed to be a faint light coming from the horizon.

Last night, Lin Weimin went to celebrate Shi Tiesheng. He had a great time chatting with his friends. He drank more wine and fell into a deep sleep. The harsh ringing of the phone did not wake him up immediately, but instead woke up Tao Huimin beside him.

She stood up sleepily and answered the phone. She just said "Hello", then paused for a few seconds. After listening to the words on the other end of the phone, she anxiously pushed Lin Weimin who was sleeping.

"For the people, please wake up!"

The violent shaking made Lin Weimin wake up. He asked while half asleep, "What's the matter?"

"Uncle is gone, Tiesheng's father is gone."

When people reach middle age, they are very sensitive to certain words. When someone calls late at night, the so-called "gone" does not mean visiting relatives.

Lin Weimin's sleepiness disappeared completely in an instant. He stood up and took the phone from Tao Huimin's hand. Shi Tiesheng's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.

It was still dark outside, but a glimmer of light could be seen. It was already dawn.

Cheng Ximi was used to getting up to prepare breakfast for the whole family. Usually at this time, Father Shi would have already gotten up.He is old, sleeps lightly and short, and usually gets up before dawn. He often gets busy before Cheng Simi gets up.

But Cheng Simi didn't see Father Shi this morning, and she didn't pay attention at first, thinking that the old man had rarely slept in.

After she went to make the porridge first, she wanted to ask Father Shi if he wanted to eat eggs or fried dough sticks in the morning. She had to buy fried dough sticks early.

Cheng Ximi knocked on Father Shi's door several times, but when there was no response, she felt something was wrong. When she opened the door and entered the house, she saw that Father Shi had left in his sleep, and there was still a trace of warmth in his body.

The conversation on the phone was very brief. Lin Weimin only learned the ins and outs of Shi's father's death after arriving at Shi Tiesheng's house.

He came by car, and besides the neighbors, he came the fastest.

"Should I take you to the hospital? Or call an ambulance?"

Arriving in a hurry, Lin Weimin didn't even wash his face, and he didn't care to ask Shi Tiesheng's opinion sadly.

"I called an ambulance and told them not to worry. He was almost freezing when he was found. The purpose of sending him there was to diagnose the cause of death and issue a certificate." Shi Tiesheng's face was sad and his voice was low.

Lin Weimin said nothing more.

Father Shi died in his sleep, and he passed away peacefully.The only puzzling thing now is the cause of his death, which must have been due to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

Father Shi was lying on his bed, with a peaceful face. If his chest hadn't stopped rising and falling, and his face was ashen and there was an air of death, anyone who looked at him would have thought he was asleep.

Staring at the increasingly cold body on the bed, and thinking of the joy and laughter when he went to Baiwang Mountain a few days ago, the sadness in Lin Weimin's heart gradually welled up, and he cried silently.

A few minutes later, Shi Lan and his wife arrived with their children, and then many relatives and friends arrived one after another, and bursts of sobbing sounded in the room.

More than half an hour later, it was already dark outside, and the hospital ambulance came to pick up Father Shi.

Lin Weimin took Shi Tiesheng and his wife to the hospital. After examination, the cause of death was myocardial infarction. No one noticed the sudden onset of illness in his sleep.

After learning the cause of his father's death, Shi Tiesheng relieved himself of his sadness and comforted Cheng Ximi: "At least I know the cause of death, and dad didn't suffer much."

Without human relations, even if a person dies normally, he still has to come to the hospital, otherwise a death certificate cannot be issued.

After the examination, the death certificate was issued.

The next thing is to contact the funeral home to arrange the appearance and put on the shroud for Father Shi.

After doing these things, the morning has almost passed.

According to the opinion of Shi Tiesheng's brother and sister, Shi's father did not hold the funeral at home, but took him directly to the funeral parlor.

They informed relatives and friends that anyone willing to see him for the last time should come to the funeral parlor. The funeral process was simplified. On the morning of the third day after his death, Mr. Shi was pushed into the crematorium of the funeral parlor.

During this period, Shi Tiesheng had selected the urn, coffin and cemetery for his father.

Father Shi was buried in the morning, and the sky in Yanjing in November was always foggy. After the burial, snowflakes fell from the sky, which was not beautiful, but the kind of annoying snowflakes.

Lin Weimin pulled Shi Tiesheng's family back to Jintai Road, but there was not a word in the car along the way.

Going upstairs, Cheng Ximi poured a cup of tea for Lin Weimin. Lin Weimin said, "Ximi, stop being busy."

Thick water vapor rises from the tea cup. At this time of year, Yanjing has already heated the house. The temperature in the room is very high, but people can't feel warm.

All the relatives and friends left. Lin Weimin sat on the sofa with Shi Tiesheng and his wife, and did not speak for a long time.

"For the people..." Shi Tiesheng suddenly said.

Lin Weimin looked at him.

"I have some regrets." Shi Tiesheng's voice was hoarse. "I wrote a lot of articles in memory of my mother, but I didn't even write a word for my father."

Whether it is "Autumn Memories" or "Me and the Temple of Earth", mother always plays the most important role in Shi Tiesheng's prose.

That selfless and selfless glorious image always makes the silent father a little dim. In the eyes of readers, Shi Tiesheng has a great mother, but few people know about the silent father.

"When my mother passed away, I was sitting in a wheelchair and had not even found a way to make a living. My sister was only 13 years old, and my father was responsible for the family alone.

20 years, my mother must have seen everything in heaven during these 20 years.

After 20 years, everything was fine, but overnight, my father left us.

He seemed to have finally fulfilled his mother's entrustment, finally survived the pain, labor and loneliness that he could no longer endure, and was anxious to find his mother..."

After his father passed away, Shi Tiesheng behaved sadly in the past two days, but he never burst into tears.

But at this moment, he was narrating calmly, but tears were streaming down his face and he couldn't help himself.

Lin Weimin has known Shi Tiesheng for 16 years, and also known Shi's father for 16 years. He has witnessed their family survive the hardships and witnessed Shi's father's contribution to the family.

While Shi Tiesheng was speaking calmly, Lin Weimin's mind was flashing with every detail of his relationship with Shi's father over the years.

In this home, he seems to have no voice, but there is always his shadow everywhere, and he is always busy.Lin Weimin missed the times he called "uncle". The man who was always taciturn and used to answer everything with a smile finally fulfilled his wife's entrustment. He accompanied his miserable son until Shi Tiesheng found a way to survive and ushered in A new life.

Shi Tiesheng said in "Albizia Julibrissin Tree" that his mother "felt too much pain in her heart. God saw that she couldn't bear it anymore, so he called her back."

But how could it ever be easy for that taciturn father?
He has survived the days that his wife has survived, and he has survived the days that his wife has not.

Now, he is gone, after taking care of Shi Tiesheng silently for 20 years.

"Tiesheng, my uncle is actually happier than my aunt. He stayed with you until the flowers bloomed, saw them bloom, and smelled their fragrance. He left with peace of mind."

Shi Tiesheng held his face with his hands, burying his no longer young face in his hands.

"I know."

After saying this, he could no longer control his emotions and burst into tears.

Of course he knew that his father had accompanied him through the most difficult days and seen him have a bright future bit by bit.

But the more he knew about it, the deeper he felt in his heart.

The only sound left in the room was Shi Tiesheng's wanton crying.

Lin Weimin came out of Shi's house, and Tao Huimin was waiting downstairs holding a small bean bag.

He hugged his wife and daughter, and his heavy heart suddenly relaxed.

"Let's go." Lin Weimin said.

This person has passed away, life must go on.

Lin Weimin took three days off for Shi's father's funeral.

After the funeral, the first thing he did was to arrange a full physical examination for his brother-in-law Han Dingbang and Tao's father and Tao's mother.

"Why spend that money on going to the hospital if you have nothing to do?"

On this weekend morning, the couple took Tao's father and Tao's mother to the hospital for a physical examination. Tao's mother couldn't help but complain.

Tao Huimin threatened: "Mom, do you know how Tiesheng's father left?"

Tao's mother was so frightened that she muttered in the back row.

When he went to work again on Monday, Lin Weimin's mood gradually came out of his depression.

After waiting for more than two months, "The Fairy Tale King" finally officially changed its name and became a publication of the Chinese Literature Society.

It is easier for this publication to change owners than the discontinued "Picture Book King" because it has been managed by Zheng Yuanjie from beginning to end. It is managed by the Chinese Literature Society and almost no changes are needed. It is enough for the agency to have a few people to cooperate with Zheng Yuanjie's work. He is the soul of "The Fairy Tale King".

In the first issue after changing owners, the sales of "The Fairy Tale King" are still performing well, and with the help of the Chinese Literature Society's large and sound distribution system, the sales have increased to a certain extent.

During this period of time, Guowenshe has also helped Zheng Yuanjie complete a large amount of trademark registration work. These tasks are time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive, but for Zheng Yuanjie's IP gold mine, all the efforts are worth it.

In late November, the latest issue of "King of Painting" was officially released.

As a semi-monthly comic magazine, the sales volume of each issue of "King of Paintings" has been fixed at around 400 million copies. In addition to "Hongdou Comics", which also belongs to the Chinese Literature Society, its sales volume and influence are already the largest in the domestic comics industry. Top notch.

The day when two new issues are released every month is the time when countless young people hold pocket money in their hands and wait for bookstores and newsstands to open.

In the 1996nd issue of "King of Painting" in 22, "The Adventures of Shuke and Beta", a fairy tale that had been born for ten years, received its comic adaptation.

Since its publication in 1986, "The Adventures of Shuke and Beta" has sold more than 300 million copies.In 1989, Shanghai Children's Film Studio adapted part of this fairy tale into the animated film "Shuke and Beta", which was broadcast on CCTV in October and was loved by countless children.

However, this cartoon took three years to produce and ended abruptly with only 13 episodes, and the style of the cartoon also seemed a bit rough and immature.

The comic version of "The Adventures of Shuke and Beta" has fully absorbed the experience and lessons of the animated version. The painting style is much more refined and full of childishness. Many little beanies fell in love with it after just one glance. A comic adapted from a fairy tale.

Since the comic series of "Flower Season and Rainy Season" ended, the sales of "King of Painting" have experienced a slow decline and then stabilized.

Before the release of the 96nd issue in 22, the sales volume of "The King of Painting" had stabilized at 400 million copies for nearly half a year.

The serialization of the comic "The Adventures of Shuke and Beta" has made the sales of "King of Painting" take off again.

The 22nd issue achieved sales of 10 million copies within 350 days of its release. According to this trend, 400 million copies is no longer a problem. The next step is to see where the end point will be.

The editorial department of "The King of Fairy Tales" is located in the editorial department of "The King of Painting", and Zheng Yuanjie has an exclusive office.

Wang Yongsheng told Zheng Yuanjie about the reprinting of the 22nd issue. Zheng Yuanjie was somewhat proud that his comic book adaptation of fairy tales helped "The King of Painting" break the long-dormant sales.

The two chatted for a while, and then a young man brought another package to Zheng Yuanjie's office.

Wang Yongsheng introduced with a smile: "These are the letters received from readers of "The King of Fairy Tales" and "The King of Painting" these days. You can keep them."

Zheng Yuanjie said: "It's really a lot. How many days did it take?"

"This shows the enthusiasm of readers! The sales volume of these few issues of "The King of Painting" is expected to make a leap, and I am afraid there will be more letters in the future."

"I really didn't expect that there are so many readers of comics now." Zheng Yuanjie sighed. He picked up the package of letters from readers and said: "I don't have room to put these letters at home now, so I bought several houses to put them there. "

Wang Yongsheng was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Buy a house and trust me? Your operation is comparable to that of President Lin."

Zheng Yuanjie waved his hand, "I can't compare with him. The houses he keeps credit for are big houses of several hundred square meters. The four or five houses I keep credit for are not as much as he can save for one."

"The enthusiastic feedback from readers is the greatest recognition of creators."

"Yes, yes, this is the reader's approval."

(End of this chapter)