Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 188 Going to Yanjing

Let’s put the novel writing aside for a few days.

Fang Minghua took this letter to President Huang and quickly approved the business trip to Yanjing.

In the evening, Fang Minghua went to Song Tangtang and told him about his upcoming business trip to Yanjing.

"Minghua, then you must visit my grandpa and grandma when you go to Yanjing." The girl said.

"That's for sure. Your grandparents are now my grandparents." Fang Minghua said with a smile: "When I go to Yanjing, I will also visit Wang Meng and Shi Tiesheng. By the way, you reminded me, I want to go to Western University to visit Chen Ximi needs to send something to Tie Shengbu."

Song Tangtang chuckled after hearing this and said, "Look at what you're busy with."

"Yeah, I'm always on business trips." Fang Minghua sighed, suddenly thought of something, and said to the girl: "Today Sun Lizhe wrote back from the United States, saying that all three science fiction novels were published, and I asked him not to send back the royalties. If you stay in the United States, the U.S. dollar will definitely appreciate in the future, but it won’t be much, around 11 U.S. dollars.”

"Isn't that much?" the girl sighed in her heart.

Counting the royalties from "The Legend of Wukong" in Japan, Baodao, and Xiangjiang, his income was already in the millions, but he still felt it was little.

"You said, now that we have money, how about buying a courtyard house in Yanjing?" Fang Minghua was very interested.

"You want to live in Yanjing?" Song Tangtang was a little surprised.

"No, just stay here occasionally. If you go on a business trip in the future, you won't have to stay in a hotel. Don't you like living in a courtyard? Raise some flowers, grass, etc., just like your home now."

Fang Minghua's tone was a little seductive.

"Of course I do! Minghua, if you really have such an idea, my grandparents are in Yanjing and can help you find out."

"Row."

The next day, the members of the poetry group held a short meeting. After a brief explanation, they were invited to participate in the selection of the second National Literature Award. Everyone was very happy to hear this. It is an honor to be a judge for the country's highest poetry award.

"While I'm on a business trip, Editor-in-Chief Dong is still in charge of reviewing the poetry team. In late spring, you will assist Editor-in-Chief Dong." Fang Minghua said. "

"No problem." Zhao Muchun agreed happily.

Dong Mo put forward a different opinion:

"Let Mu Chun be in charge. I think he did a good job. As for me, I will assist him so that I can feel more relaxed."

It was obvious that Dong Mo also pushed Zhao Muchun forward.

Fang Minghua also understood what this meant. Seeing that Zhao Wuchun was about to refuse, he said, "Then just follow Editor Dong's wishes. Wuchun, you should work harder."

After arranging work matters, Fang Minghua rode to Western University to find Chen Ximi and explained his intention. Chen Ximi immediately took out a box from the dormitory and handed it to Fang Minghua, asking him to pass it on to Shi Tiiesheng.

"Editor Fang, I'm so sorry for bothering you every time."

"Teacher Chen, you're welcome. Hey, when can I drink your wedding wine?" Fang Minghua joked.

Chen Simi's face suddenly turned red: "It's still early."

"Try to be early."

After leaving Western University, Fang Minghua took his luggage and boarded the train to Yanjing that night.

We didn't arrive in Yanjing until the afternoon of the next day. This time, the members of the jury stayed in a guest house near Balizhuang, so Fang Minghua wanted to go to Shi Tiesheng's home on Yonghegong Street first and take the box sent by Chen Ximi, and then go to Balizhuang. Report.

Unfortunately, this time when Fang Minghua arrived at Shi Tiesheng's house, no one else was there but her sister was at home.

"Brother Fang, my brother was called out by Li Tuo. How about you sit at my house and wait for him to come back?" the girl greeted warmly.

Fang Minghua had heard of Li Tuo, the deputy editor of "Yanjing Literature" and a writer. "No, I have to go to the General Logistics Courtyard." Fang Minghua declined: "Just give Mr. Chen's things to your brother."

"Don't worry, I will definitely give it to my brother." Chen Lan was very happy to see Chen Ximi from Xijing bringing something again.

As Fang Minghua said, my brother is having trouble with this Teacher Chen!

"Oh, there is one more thing." Fang Minghua suddenly thought of something: "It is too inconvenient for your brother and Teacher Chen to be in two cities. Try to transfer her back to Yanjing as soon as possible. I will give it to your brother when we are in Xijing in the summer." He and Li Zhe both said so."

"I heard my brother talk about this, and they've been running this recently."

"That's good. If you need my help, just say goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

After coming out of Yonghegong Street, Fang Minghua took the bus and rushed to the General Administration Courtyard of Andri North Street. He met Song Tangtang's grandfather and grandmother. He couldn't just put down the gifts he bought at the old man's house. At least he had to have a meal.

The two old men were very happy about the arrival of their prospective grandson-in-law, especially the grandfather, who smiled and said: "Minghua, the night before yesterday Tangtang called and said you were coming to Yanjing. I was very happy. I opened a bottle of Maotai in the evening. You Have a drink or two with me!"

As a result, grandma glared: "Doctor Zhao said that you won't be allowed to drink!"

"It's not me who wants to drink, it's because Ming Hua is here," my grandfather argued.

Oh my god.

All the blame falls on me!

Fang Minghua was stunned.

During dinner in the evening, I still opened a bottle of Moutai, but most of it fell into Fang Minghua's stomach.

"Minghua, I heard from Tangtang that you are planning to buy a courtyard house in Yanjing?" Grandma asked with concern.

Before Fang Minghua could say anything, his grandfather intervened: "Minghua, if you and Tangtang come to Yanjing and live here, your grandma and I will live in such a big yard. How deserted! Why should we buy a house?"

"Old Song, you don't understand!" Grandma said angrily: "This courtyard in Yanjing, at the feet of the emperor and at the root of the imperial city, has historical and cultural value! What is a scholarly family? This is called a scholarly family!"

Oops

Grandma, you are indeed a lady among all the people. You came from a scholarly family, and you really have cultural taste when considering things.

But I didn't think about this. I thought about the appreciation in the future.

Of course Fang Minghua didn't say this.

After hearing what grandma said, grandpa said: "Since you said that, fine, I will find a chance to help you inquire and see if there is anything suitable."

"Thank you, grandpa!" Fang Minghua was overjoyed when he heard this.

After staying in the General Political Courtyard for one night, Fang Minghua took the bus to Balizhuang the next morning.

In the 1980s, Balizhuang in Yanjing was very prosperous. The first and second Beijing Cotton Factory were both here. In this era, the places where textile factories were located were relatively prosperous, like the Textile City in the eastern suburbs of Xijing.

Brand-new 6-story buildings are springing up one after another. The three-story red brick building in the past has become outdated. Many workers have moved into new houses, and televisions have entered almost every home.

Free markets have gradually formed on both sides of the narrow Balizhuang Road. Every day, there is a lot of traffic and people coming and going, making it very lively. On the north bank of Erdaogou River, a new school building of the famous Central Literature Institute was also rebuilt at the junction of urban and rural areas.

This year, the state changed the name of the Central Literature Institute to Lu Xun Literature Institute.

This time the second National Literature Award Jury will be located in Luyuan.

(End of this chapter)