Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 282 The Big Wedding
What the hell!

Only 20,000 copies?

Zhao Hongjun looked at Fang Minghua blankly, and then he said something after a while.

"How much money do you make from 2 copies? According to the estimated price this time, a copy costs 4 yuan, and the total of 2 copies is only 8 yuan. You can't even buy a book number!"

"Why are you anxious? I've given you exclusive publishing rights for ten years! That's enough for you to print many times!" Fang Minghua said with a smile: "You also know that the literary world is not very optimistic about this book now, so I'm sure it's just starting to sell. It won’t be good, if you print too much, it will backlog the company’s working capital!”

Zhao Hongjun was a little skeptical after hearing this. "The sales are not good? Isn't it? It's very touching after I saw it."

"The smell of wine is also afraid of the deep alley! Listen to me, you are right. The printing master is already there anyway. Isn't it very simple to print the second time?"

"Okay, let me listen to you once."

Although Shengshi Book Company has solved the problem of publishing the first single volume of "Ordinary World", the problem of finding a magazine to serialize it also needs to be solved as soon as possible.

Traditionally, the magazine serializes it first, and then the publishing house issues a single volume.

Therefore, Fang Minghua solemnly recommended this book to "Flower City" Huacheng Magazine in the name of deputy editor-in-chief of "Yanhe" magazine.

After experiencing the "Waterloo" of the Spring Festival Gala in 1985, CCTV learned its lesson this time and moved the party back to the CCTV studio hall.

"No problem." Lu Yao agreed happily.

Oops
The best professional households during the Spring Festival are on stage!
"His name is Feng Gong."

Fang Minghua explained.

At the same time, Jia Pingwa, as the general manager, assigned tasks to everyone.

Of course, the most important thing to celebrate New Year’s Eve is to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

"Lu Yao, tomorrow you will be responsible for receiving the leaders of relevant provincial and municipal units and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles Writers Association. These leaders all know you."

Fang Minghua took a closer look and smiled.

The Spring Festival of 1986 was almost the same as in previous years. Of course, there was another important thing for Fang Minghua: getting married on the eighth day of the lunar month.

"Bai Miao." Jia Pingwa then said to Bai Miao: "There are still some literati and writers who are here to take care of me. I'll leave it to you."

Everything is progressing steadily.

The Spring Festival of 1986 has arrived.

The Spring Festival Gala was full of stars. Zhu Shimao and Chen Peisi, the golden pair, attended the Spring Festival Gala three times and performed a sketch "Mutton Skewers." Soon the vendors selling mutton skewers on the streets of Xijing during the Spring Festival imitated Chen Peisi's dress during the Spring Festival Gala.
Jiang Dawei sang the famous song "Where the Peach Blossoms Bloom", and other female singers sang popular songs such as "Come to the Ends of the World", "My Motherland", and "Night at the Military Port".

But when Fang Minghua got married, he had a banquet at Xijing Restaurant, so the dishes tonight were cooked by Fang Minghua's mother and sister. They were actually entertaining the guests who came to help.

Of course I have to help with my brother’s wedding.

Jia Pingwa volunteered to be the general manager, and Zhao Hongjun was the deputy general manager. According to the rules of Qin Province, the day before the wedding, all the helpers should be called to the house, and a table of dishes for tomorrow's banquet should be prepared in advance for everyone to taste and comment. This is called "testing dishes."

"Brother, who is he? The one talking about cross talk? It's so funny!" My sister Fang Mingli pointed to the young man talking about cross talk on TV while eating melon seeds.

Originally, he planned to return to Tongchuan to write the second part of "The Ordinary World" right after the Chinese New Year, but Fang Minghua was getting married soon and decided to delay his departure two days later.

"Brother Jia, don't worry, I'm familiar with these people, no problem."

Jia Pingwa nodded with satisfaction.

"Sister Mingli, you, your sister, and your relatives back home will be in charge of you. Don't sit in the wrong seats!" "Don't worry, it won't happen."

Jia Pingwa looked at Zhao Hongjun again: "Mr. Zhao, I will leave it to you to receive the people from my mother's side. I heard that you are familiar with them and know many of them."

"No problem, I'll be responsible for picking up the bride, and then I'll be responsible for sending her back. I'll make sure the arrangements are complete."

"There are also tobacco, alcohol, peanuts and melon seeds. Zhang Baofu, you must keep them safe and don't give them away randomly, but don't be too stingy!"

Janitor Zhang Baofu secured a very important position: material storage.

Fang Minghua sat aside and watched Jia Pingwa give orders.

In fact, he didn't want to invite so many people at first. In addition to relatives at home, colleagues at work, and a few close friends would be enough.

But when Jia Pingwa and the others heard that the woman's parents were leaders in the army, and that her seven aunts and eight aunts were all leading cadres, they immediately rejected Fang Minghua's idea.

Why, my parents are ordinary workers, and my relatives are all farmers. I can’t compare with the woman’s side, so I rely on my friends and colleagues to support my face!

Besides, you are now the dignified vice-chairman of the Qin Provincial Writers' Association, and you can be considered a deputy department-level leader at any rate. Among those provincial and municipal smart heads, among other things, you should hire leaders related to culture, right?

If you don't invite them, will they think you look down on them? !
And what about the writers in our Writers Association?
Forget about people from other cities, it’s not easy to come here, but you have to invite people from this city, right?
If you don't invite me, people will think you look down on them!
There are also directors from the film industry, not to mention those from other places, such as Wu Tianmin, Teng Wenji, Zhang Yimou and other directors who have worked with you at Xiying Film Studio. You have to invite them, right?
If you don't invite me, people will think you look down on them!
Jia Pingwa made Fang Minghua speechless after saying "Please don't see me clearly" three times in a row.

If this peat business is run on a small scale, it will be your own fault!
Early in the morning on the eighth day of the first lunar month, firecrackers went off in the small courtyard of Xingfu Community outside the south gate. Surrounded by a group of people, the bridegroom, Minghua Minghua, was surrounded by those who were accepting the bride. They left the courtyard and went into a car parked on the street outside. Get in a row of cars and drive toward Houzaimen.

At the front was a white Toyota Crown as Fang Minghua's wedding car, followed by Santana, Lada, and Polonaise. There were ten vehicles in total.

These days, ordinary families use bicycles to get married, with the groom riding in front and the bride in the back. How can there be such a lineup where all the weddings are small cars?

Pedestrians on both sides of the road were amazed.

It's just too ostentatious.

Fang Minghua, who was sitting in the first car, was still muttering in his heart.

These cars were all borrowed by Zhao Hongjun from friends or work. Originally, Zhao Hongjun wanted to get the Dahongqi his father was riding in as a wedding car, but Fang Minghua refused.

Although these days, these aspects are not strictly controlled, it is not good for it to spread.

When the wedding car arrived at the military compound where Song Tangtang's family lived, Fang Minghua took a look and saw that there were actually several military vehicles parked, all covered with dowries!

Fang Minghua was shocked when he saw so many quilts and mattresses.

I guess this generation won’t be able to finish it, right?

The lively wedding lasted from morning to evening. On this day, some people joked that Fang Minghua was getting married. Half of the literary and artistic circles of Qin Province came, and matching them were the soldiers from her parents' family wearing military uniforms and cap badges.
Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the wedding night. There is a poem to prove it:
Crying wet red powder, watching the transverse waves slightly.

I laugh even more at the Wushan song, and the dusk rain passes through the sky.

According to the custom in Xijing, the married daughter-in-law will return home after three days, but Fang Minghua and Song Tangtang will go out for their honeymoon.

In fact, it wasn't really a honeymoon. There was no such term these days, and Fang Minghua's wedding leave was only three days, so he couldn't go very far.

They originally planned to go to Pengcheng, and Song Tangtang's aunt invited them to play there. However, Song Tangtang's grandfather suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized before the Chinese New Year, and he didn't even come back to attend his grandson's daughter's wedding.

Because Song Tangtang was getting married, he didn't go back to visit during the Spring Festival. So the two decided to go to Yanjing after getting married and visit their grandparents.

(End of this chapter)