Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 527: In this era, knowledge can really change destiny

People’s Daily?!

Wang Zi's eyes widened in surprise.

“Will the People’s Daily publish such an article?”

"Yes, they not only consider the literary quality, but also the political and social aspects, and your diaries definitely meet their requirements." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

At this time, Fang Minghua's family was sending Wang Zi back to his hometown in Shencheng.

Originally, Wang Zi planned to stay in Xijing for a week, but due to the warm hospitality of Fang Minghua's family and the fun and delicious things to do in Xijing, he stayed there for more than 20 days and felt reluctant to leave.

In the girl’s words, if she didn’t leave now, she would have no time to return to Shanghai.

"Sister Wang Zi, please come and play with us sometime." Ruirui held Wang Zi's hand reluctantly.

"Well, I will come to see Ruirui and Lele later. Bye!"

"Goodbye sister!"

Fang Minghua watched the girl carry her luggage through the ticket gate, and then he and Song Tangtang drove home with the two children.

On the way home, Song Tangtang said with a smile: "Minghua, Wang Zi is now a celebrity. There will definitely be reporters interviewing her when school starts."

"That's a good thing." Fang Minghua said while driving.

"Minghua, when you asked Wang Zi to submit her diary to the People's Daily, it wasn't just for her. Was it also your intention to use the opportunity to promote volunteer education?"

"Yes, those propaganda articles in the newspapers are far less shocking than the real feelings of a volunteer teacher on the front line. Maybe in a few years I will also want to go to remote mountainous areas to teach."

"You, are going to teach?" Song Tangtang was surprised.

"What? Are you making fun of me for not being good at math, physics and chemistry? I can at least teach elementary school arithmetic, right?" Fang Minghua said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"I wouldn't dare. Minghua, why are you so concerned about this?"

"Because, in this era, knowledge can really change one's destiny. Look at the rural children in Bandeng Village and Liushudian. If they receive a good education, they may be able to enter university, which will change their lives."

"Even if they didn't get into college, they learned knowledge, broadened their horizons, and had their own ideals and goals in life, instead of living like their parents: 30 acres of land, a cow, a wife, children, and a warm bed."

"In this sense, this is the best era for ordinary people. As long as you work hard, everything is possible." Fang Minghua said lightly.

"So what you mean is that in a few years, ordinary people will have fewer opportunities?"

“Have you ever heard of the term class solidification?”

"No."

"If you read Marx's 1844 Economic and Philosophical Manuscripts, you will understand what this word means."

After sending Wang Zi away, Fang Minghua's life returned to normal. These days, the child's grandparents missed their grandson, so they asked Fang Minghua to take the child back to the military compound. Fang Minghua was happy to have two days of free time.

Song Tangtang still goes out early and comes back late. Now Zhao Hongjun almost stays in Haikou and never comes back. Song Tangtang is not only responsible for the affairs of the film and television company, but also for the affairs of the entire group.

The group is currently negotiating with the city department store. Shengshi Group wants to buy the department store building that it is currently renting.

Entering the 1990s, the individual commercial economy developed rapidly. The state-owned department stores that had been so prosperous in the 1980s declined rapidly, the business front began to shrink, and many business premises and other fixed assets were idle. Selling them could also mobilize funds.

This afternoon, Fang Minghua prepared a meal and when he saw Song Tangtang coming home from work, he brought it to the table and waited for his wife to change her clothes before eating together. It was millet porridge, steamed buns, cucumber salad, and a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. It was very simple.

"How's the negotiation going?" Fang Minghua asked while eating.

"The two sides have just made contact, it's still early. The other party's asking price is too high. And the Red Army won't come back if they stay in Hainan for a day. We need to discuss this with him."

Fang Minghua certainly knew what Zhao Hongjun was doing in Haikou on such a hot day.

Isn’t it because of the baby in the belly of the female secretary Liu Xue?
Now listening to his wife's complaints, Fang Minghua comforted her: "Don't worry, talk slowly, you guys are not in a hurry anyway, maybe they can't stand it and will lower the price.

"Yes, let me show you a poem." Song Tangtang suddenly thought of something, walked into the bedroom, took out a magazine from her bag and handed it to Fang Minghua.

It's Reader's Digest.

In the 200s, Reader's Digest, Zhiyin, Story Club, and Youth Digest were rated as the four major magazines. In particular, Reader's Digest was known as "Asia's No. Periodical", with an average monthly circulation of more than million copies, beating all domestic magazines.

"Borrowing the essence from both China and abroad, gathering the best, enlightening thoughts and broadening horizons" is the purpose of Reader's Digest. In this era without the Internet and smartphones, it tells readers what the outside world looks like.

Although many of the above articles clearly have "filters" in Fang Minghua's opinion, they do soothe the hearts of many young people.

Song Tangtang also likes to read and buys one from the newsstand from time to time for entertainment.

Today is the latest edition of Reader's Digest.

"Look at the frontispiece of this issue." Song Tangtang said, pointing at the magazine.

is a poem.

It's Wang Guozhen's "If Life Is Not Generous Enough"

If life is not generous enough,

We don’t have to be stingy in return either.

Why bother calculating so carefully?
Which one is more important, giving or getting?

"Look at this poem, it's obviously an imitation of Pushkin's "If Life Deceives You," Song Tangtang said:

"But the imitation is quite clumsy, and it doesn't have the profound philosophy and charm of the original poem at all. I don't understand why such a poem was published, and it's even the frontispiece!

"So, Wang Guozhen is Wang Guozhen, and he can never be Pushkin." Fang Minghua said with a smile, "Why are you angry? At least the sentences in this poem are relatively smooth, and it can also give people some chicken soup, even though it has no nutritional value."

"Why, you think it's good too?"

"It's not that I think it's good, it's just that it's becoming popular in the poetry world. Do you think every poet can write like Haizi, "Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, facing the sea?" Besides, Haizi is still recovering from his illness and can't write poetry anymore. "

"Oh" Song Tangtang sighed and said nothing more.

"Let's eat. I'll go get you another bowl of millet porridge." Fang Minghua said and stood up.

This kind of idle chat between husband and wife will not produce any results, as they are no longer at the age where they can argue over a poem.

On August 8, Fang Minghua suddenly saw a piece of news.

Comrade Zhou Keqin, vice chairman of the Sichuan Writers Association and winner of the Mao Dun Literature Prize, passed away due to illness.

(End of this chapter)