A widower's entertainment

Chapter 169 [Job Transfer] (Please subscribe)
Decheng, Chunfeng Lane.

Lin Youcheng's "War Meridian" caused a lot of discussion and influence in society after it was published. After all, the protagonists in the novel are still just children. This makes people sitting in the spacious classroom studying the warm and bright text " The children of "Spring" also learned about the hardships of that period of history.

Although Lin Youcheng received a lot of invitation letters, Lin Youcheng didn't pay much attention at all.

Because in his opinion, it was not only a letter of invitation, but also a letter of birth, and it came right after he gave birth, urging him to give birth to a child quickly.

While Lin Youcheng was still reading the invitation letters sent by various magazines, Zhang Jiefang rushed to Chunfeng Lane anxiously.

Not because of the novel "War Meridian", but because of a piece of news I heard.

"Youcheng, do you really have to go to the capital?"

Zhang Jiefang ran to Lin Youcheng's side and asked, "Do you want to be transferred to the Yanjing Federation of Literary and Art Circles?"

Lin Youcheng was not surprised when he heard Zhang Jiefang mention this matter, because when Lin Youcheng bought a courtyard house in the capital, Zhang Wei had mentioned to Lin Youcheng when he would go to the capital, and if Lin Youcheng would go there. In the capital, he could contact the Beijing-Yanjing Federation of Literary and Art Circles and ask Lin Youcheng to be transferred from the Hunan Federation of Literary and Art Circles to the Yanjing Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

You must know that to be honest, Lin Youcheng does not have a job. He is a full-time writer, which means that the Writers Association of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles will also pay Lin Youcheng a salary every month.

"Will you stay there after you go to the capital?"

When Zhang Jiefang heard what Lin Youcheng said, he immediately understood that Lin Youcheng really planned to go to the capital. Even if he didn't go now, he would definitely go to the capital later. For a while, Zhang Jiefang didn't know what to say.

If Lin Youcheng really had to go to the capital, he would need to be transferred from the Hunan Federation of Literary and Art Circles to the Yanjing Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

For some reason, Zhang Jiefang felt that Lin Youcheng should be like this. Maybe Lin Youcheng should go to a place like the capital to develop.

Lin Youcheng looked at Zhang Jiefang, shook his head, and said, "I don't know yet. I'm not in a hurry to go to the capital."

Zhang Wei had already contacted the Yanjing Federation of Literary and Art Circles on behalf of Lin Youcheng, which is the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Lin Youcheng, an author who had won the Mao Dun Literary Award, was naturally very welcome to join the Yanjing Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

Lin Youcheng nodded and said, "If you go to the capital, you will be in the capital from now on."

However, Zhang Wei came to Chunfeng Lane to make an appointment for a manuscript, but did not get an appointment. He also asked about Lin Youcheng's trip to the capital. In Zhang Wei's opinion, since Lin Youcheng had spent so much money to buy a courtyard house in the capital, It couldn't be that he couldn't live there and kept it empty, so he naturally asked Lin Youcheng about going to the capital.

In fact, Lin Youcheng was not in a hurry at first. Firstly, he was not in a hurry to go to the capital. Secondly, he was not like the dentist writer who wanted to be transferred to the Palace of Culture. After all, he had not been cleaning the streets for a long time. .

It is precisely for this reason that the Hunan Federation of Literary and Art Circles naturally also knew the news.

Looking at Lin Youcheng in front of him, Zhang Jiefang felt that as the child got older, now that Lin Youcheng no longer needed to change the child's diapers, there were still people to help take care of him, and the old father of six children was in better spirits. , not to mention a face with ravines and vicissitudes of life, a face with sharp edges and corners, and a pair of eyes that are still bright. He is wearing a new homespun cotton-padded jacket and a cadre uniform with four pockets. He looks simple and solemn. This look shows the whole person. A burst of energy.

"It seems like this is true. Chairman Kai Ming asked me to ask you if you really need to go to the capital."

Zhang Jiefang didn't feel particularly regretful. After all, if Lin Youcheng had to go to the capital, he would go to a better place. Naturally, he would be a blessing to his comrade. He asked again: "When do you plan to go to the capital?"

"Maybe I will wait for the children to go on summer vacation, and then I will take them to the capital." Lin Youcheng was really not in a hurry to go to the capital. After all, he had six children here.

Although I had discussed going to the capital with my eldest brother Lin Youcai, this incident affected my whole body.

Although he thought that Lin Zhaoxi was going to junior high school soon, and if he went to the capital during the summer vacation, he could go directly to junior high school in the capital, but Lin Youcheng also knew that this matter was not that easy.

After all, he couldn't just consider Lin Zhaoxi, there were five other carrot heads.

If he went to the capital now, Jiang Xiulian and Zhao Wenjie would not follow him to the capital. After all, Zhao Gensheng was still studying at the First Normal University of Hunan Province.

Of course, Lin Youcheng didn't think about letting Jiang Xiulian's family leave directly. He wanted to ask Jiang Xiulian's opinion later. The house here could be used by Jiang Xiulian's family, but there was no need to rent the house next door. It's just that Lin Youcheng and If the child does not live in Chunfeng Lane, then Jiang Xiulian does not need to take care of the child. In this case, it may be inappropriate to give Jiang Xiulian money.

Although Lin Youcheng doesn't care about the monthly payment, there are some things that he doesn't care about, which doesn't mean that Zhao Gensheng's family doesn't care.

We still need to ask Zhao Gensheng and Jiang Xiulian's opinions on this matter, and when Zhao Gensheng graduates, we don't know if Zhao Gensheng and his family will stay in Decheng.

Lin Youcheng actually knew in his heart that if he took the carrots to the capital, he would have to take care of the children there himself.

Although it was not that he was completely unfamiliar with people in the capital, it was still considered as leaving home and starting from scratch.

All of this naturally requires long-term planning.

Zhang Jiefang nodded and said: "Actually, "Xiangjiang Literature and Art" not long ago wanted to invite you to be an editor. If you really have to go to the capital later, it seems impossible."

Lin Youcheng had not heard about this. He shook his head and said, "I have never thought about being an editor. I'd rather write. Zhang Wei from "People's Literature" also asked me before if I wanted to go to the capital. Looking for transfer to another cultural magazine, I directly thanked him for his kindness."

Zhang Jiefang nodded, understanding what Lin Youcheng meant, and just said: "If you serve as an editor, you may have much less time to write manuscripts in the future."

"That's not just a lot less."

Lin Youcheng didn't think the editor's job was any easier than sweeping the streets. When he first came here, he took care of the children, swept the streets, and wrote articles at the same time. He really wanted to die every day.

Now that he has finally managed to survive, there is no need to work two jobs.

After all, he can now support these carrots with royalties.

wrong--

Instead of working two jobs, I used to work three jobs.

Lin Youcheng felt that if he really went to the capital, his work would not change at all, because no matter whether he was in Decheng or going to the capital, his most important job remained the same, which was to take care of those six carrot heads. .

(End of this chapter)