A widower's entertainment

Chapter 94 [The fourth scene is more than just love] (Please subscribe)

Decheng, Chunfeng Lane.

Lin Youcheng returned to Decheng from Yanjing City in the hard-sleeper compartment of the long green leather train. Although the journey was tiring, Lin Youcheng felt that this kind of hard work was much easier than raising six children at home alone.

Therefore, Lin Youcheng did not feel particularly tired and returned to the streets of Chunfeng Lane with his luggage.

"Youcheng, you're back from the capital!"

"It's amazing. I heard that you won an award in the capital?"

"That's not true. The article I wrote successfully won an award in the capital, or at the Great Hall of the People."

"You're successful. Do you have time to come and sit at home?"

"Youcheng, how is the capital?"

……

There is no doubt that people around the Chunfeng Lane street also know that Lin Youcheng has not been here these days and has gone to the capital to receive the award.

Although the people in Chunfeng Lane didn't understand how important the National Outstanding Short Story Award was, they were obviously able to go to Tiananmen in the capital to receive the award.

Faced with these compliments and greetings, Lin Youcheng naturally smiled and thanked them.

It can be said that Lin Youcheng is now the biggest celebrity in Chunfeng Lane, and everyone is greeting Lin Youcheng.

Fan Aiguo at the newsstand saw Lin Youcheng and said with a smile: "Youcheng, you, a great writer, are back from the capital to receive the award?"

Lin Youcheng and Fan Aiguo had a pretty good relationship. After all, when they first swept the streets, they had some words with Fan Aiguo, and they both lamented that there was no such thing as an easy job.

Now Lin Youcheng is doing what Fan Aiguo thinks is an easy job.

"Now you are so powerful. You even went to the capital. It's amazing."

In response to Fan Aiguo's words, Lin Youcheng naturally smiled and did not really feel that he was particularly great.

Fan Aiguo naturally knew very well how great Lin Youcheng was. After all, he saw Lin Youcheng sweep the streets in front of his eyes. As he swept, he became a writer. As he swept, he was interviewed by reporters and went to the street office to do publicity. I went there, and now I went directly to the capital, which is quite impressive.

The key point is that Fan Aiguo sells newspapers and magazines at the newsstand. Naturally, he is very aware of how popular the novels written by Lin Youcheng are. They are all bought up immediately. In the past, people would come to him from time to time and ask if they had any. The latest issue of "Novel Monthly".

Of course, the questions that follow are all from that issue of "People's Literature".

In this regard, Fan Aiguo naturally hopes that Lin Youcheng will write more manuscripts so that he can buy them faster.

"Youcheng, when will you write a new novel?"

Lin Youcheng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that in addition to the editor asking him this question, Fan Aiguo would also ask him this question. He was a little surprised, but he didn't think much about it. He simply thought that Fan Aiguo also read his novels and was his reader. , looking forward to writing a new novel, said with a smile: "If I write a new novel, you should know about it first."

Fan Aiguo smiled and said, "Then you have to hurry up, but you have to wait."

Lin Youcheng smiled and nodded.

Lin Youcheng didn't chat much with Fan Aiguo. After all, he was also in a hurry to go home.

Fan Aiguo looked at Lin Youcheng's back and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was still the same person, but he was completely different.

It was like overnight, the street sweeper had swept all the way from here to the capital.

It’s amazing!

Lin Youcheng, who was considered great, hadn't even arrived at his door yet, and he was still greeted by neighbors and acquaintances along the way.

Lin Youcheng naturally smiled and said hello. Even when he met an embarrassing acquaintance Li Aihong, Lin Youcheng also smiled and said hello.

Li Aihong didn't expect to meet Lin Youcheng, because Lin Youcheng said before that "a wise man never falls in love" and some of the previous words. Li Aihong naturally knew what Lin Youcheng meant, which was to let her not have other things. Although those words were not stated directly and made her embarrassed, Li Aihong was still hit.

She still felt very sad, and after that she never sent Lin Zhaoxi and her brother home from school as a good teacher.

But even though it was uncomfortable, Li Aihong always liked the love novels written by Lin Youcheng. Later, she also read Lin Youcheng's "Love Letter" and was deeply moved by the story of a love confession that spanned so many years, but But it was also more uncomfortable.

Li Aihong's forced smile made her feel stiff, but she still said hello to Lin Youcheng, but she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

"I read the "Love Letter" you wrote. It was so well written."

"Thank you."

Li Aihong really likes the novels written by Lin Youcheng. The love stories written by Lin Youcheng are so touching. That is the love she longs for. In her heart, Lin Youcheng is such a talented and talented person. Like Lao San, like Shi Hong, and like that Yang Shu who died early.

When Lin Youcheng saw Li Aihong's eyes, he felt inexplicably terrified and said, "Teacher Li, I'm leaving first."

Li Aihong watched Lin Youcheng leave and opened her mouth. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say. She felt that she had to suppress the sadness in her heart.

Forgive Lin Youcheng, an arsonist with a heart who really has no intention of taking responsibility for his crimes. Maybe it's because he set the fire and killed too many people, and he has long been insensitive.

Lin Youcheng didn't pay special attention to Li Aihong, after all, he received too many letters.

Li Aihong may be like a plum blossom in the vast letters, okay, it doesn't matter.

Lin Youcheng returned to the yard with his luggage. Because school had not ended yet, when he entered the yard, he saw Lin Zhaoman, the carrot-headed kid, digging mud on the ground with Lin Zhaohuan and Zhao Wenjie.

The three little carrot heads were digging with their heads down. They didn't know what major national engineering project they were working on. They were quite serious.

"father!"

Lin Zhaohuan had sharp eyes. As soon as she looked up, she saw a man standing there with luggage and looking at her. At first, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react. When he saw it and recognized Lin Youcheng, he instantly smiled and took small steps. Short leg came running.

Lin Zhaohuan ran to Lin Youcheng in a few steps, hugged Lin Youcheng's legs, held his head high, and shouted with a smile: "Dad."

Lin Youcheng felt warm in his heart when he heard Lin Zhaohuan's sweet "Daddy". This was his caring little cotton-padded jacket.

Lin Zhaoman naturally heard Lin Zhaohuan's words and raised his head. He was surprised to see Lin Youcheng. He quickly stood up and left behind his unfinished major engineering projects. He rushed over quickly, called "Dad" and hugged his legs. .

However, the mud on Lin Zhaoman's hands was stuck on his pants. This was his troublesome and worn-out cotton-padded jacket.

The fatherly love that had just emerged in Lin Youcheng's heart was instantly suppressed by Lin Zhaoman's two hands.

Lin Youcheng told himself in his heart that this was his biological child.

"Grandpa!"

Zhao Wenjie stood there obediently and shouted.

Lin Youcheng responded with a smile, and then said to Lin Zhaoman: "Why don't you take your sister and Wenjie to wash their hands quickly? I'll bring you delicious food." Upon hearing this, Lin Zhaoman and Lin Zhaohuan were naturally very excited and hurriedly washed their hands. .

Jiang Xiulian naturally heard that Lin Youcheng was back. She put down what she was doing and couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Uncle, you're back. You must have had a hard time along the way. How is the capital?"

Lin Youcheng smiled and replied, "The capital is naturally different."

"That's for sure, that's the capital!"

Lin Youcheng walked into the house, put down his luggage, and saw Lin Zhaole sitting in the cradle, playing alone, and couldn't help but smile. Little Carrot Head was having a lot of fun by himself.

The little carrot head Lin Zhaole seemed to have noticed Le Lin Youcheng, staring at Lin Youcheng with his big cute eyes, looking very cute.

Obviously, Lin Zhaole recognized Lin Youcheng. He giggled at Lin Youcheng, babbling and shouting, and stretched out his hands as if he wanted Lin Youcheng to hug him.

When Lin Youcheng saw this scene, his heart, which was not tired at all, felt like it was about to melt in the spring breeze. He quickly walked over and picked up Lin Zhaole in the cradle, and said with a smile, "Don't you miss daddy?"

"When are you going to call me daddy?"

"So good!"

Lin Youcheng teased Lin Zhaole with a smile on his face, but at this moment Lin Zhaole's mouth dropped and he started crying again.

"..."

The smile on Lin Youcheng's face froze, and he quickly looked to see if Lin Zhaole had pulled it again.

At first glance, it turned out that the little ancestor had lost his temper again. He was indeed his caring and good son. As soon as he entered the house, he gave his father a big gift.

"Uncle, let me do it."

"fine."

Although Lin Youcheng asked Jiang Xiulian to help take care of a few carrots, as a father, how could he really not care about anything, so he naturally changed Lin Zhaole's diapers quickly.

Lin Youcheng was busy changing Lin Zhaole's diapers. At this time, Lin Zhaoxi's sister and brother also came back from school.

Lin Zhaoxi's siblings were all excited to see Lin Youcheng. They hurried forward and surrounded Lin Youcheng, calling their father.

"Dad, are you back?"

"Dad, I miss you so much!"

"Dad, is the capital fun?"

"Dad, when did you come back?"

……

Lin Youcheng was very pleased with these thoughtful greetings.

Lin Youcheng also gave some of the things he had sent to the capital to a few radish heads. They were all delicacies from the capital, such as hawthorn cakes, mixed rice, as well as honey and dried fruits.

Lin Youcheng said to Jiang Xiulian again: "By the way, for this part, when you take Wenjie to school to see Gensheng, bring it to him."

Jiang Xiulian took it with some embarrassment and could only say thank you.

As for the remaining portion, it was naturally intended for the eldest brother's family. Lin Youcheng thought that he would personally deliver it to his eldest brother tomorrow.

Seeing the happy smiles on the little faces of the carrots in front of me, I felt that it was not in vain that I had brought them all the way here.

Lin Youcheng sent the things he brought from the capital to his elder brother Lin Youcai the next day.

Obviously, Lin Youcai also knew that Lin Youcheng had gone to the capital to receive the award, so he was naturally full of pride. Looking at the package that Lin Youcheng brought, although he still felt that Lin Youcheng was too wasteful, But he still didn't say too much, he just said: "Don't be so lavish in the future, life will continue to flow smoothly."

"You still have six children. Zhaoxi and his siblings will have more places to spend their money in the future."

Listening to Lin Youcai's words, Lin Youcheng was naturally not impatient. He knew that his elder brother really had to think about him, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, I know."

"I'm thinking about Xi'er and the others."

Otherwise, how could Lin You ask Zhang Wei about the courtyard house in the capital.

Lin Youcai didn't say much. Although he was the eldest brother, Lin Youcheng was no longer as incompetent as before. He had become a writer. He even went to the Great Hall of the People in the capital to receive the award. He just said: "You just know. .”

After returning from the capital, Lin Youcheng naturally began to prepare to write the next manuscript.

Just like what his eldest brother Lin Youcai told him, he still has six children, and there will be more places to spend money in the future.

The most important thing is that when he goes to the capital, he can't even afford a courtyard house. He really doesn't earn enough.

Putting aside the cost of the surgery to treat Zhao Wenjie's illness, he still had more than 7,300 yuan. The remuneration that Xiguang Film Studio gave to "Love Letter" for the adapted script was actually higher than the remuneration that Xi'an Film Studio gave to "Love Letter" "Hawthorn Tree Love" is more generous, costing 100 yuan more, 450 yuan. Of course, this may also be because Lin Youcheng is no longer a newcomer, and the market price will naturally rise.

That works out to more than 7,700 yuan.

Looking at this amount of money, although he could become a household worth ten thousand yuan no matter how hard he worked, Lin Youcheng couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he thought that even a courtyard house was not enough.

Although it is not necessary to buy a courtyard house, if I really prepare a courtyard house for a few Luobotou in the future, I will definitely be very touched if I call and tell them one day. After all, Lin Youcheng had hoped that one day he would suddenly receive a call from his father, telling him that he had been training him for so many years and that there was still a coal mine at home waiting for him to inherit.

Next, he is going to write the fourth work. Four means getting rich. He must work hard to make money to buy a courtyard house. No, he must work hard to make money to raise his children.

Lin Youcheng shook his head to get rid of the complicated thoughts in his mind. He knew that he was going to write a new manuscript now.

When he was in Beijing before, not only Wang Meng, the editor-in-chief of "People's Literature", asked him about it, but Zhang Wei also asked him about it. In fact, he hadn't thought about it yet.

However, Lin Youcheng also knew that some literary critics were commenting on whether he had been writing about love and whether he could only write about love. These doubts also existed, but Lin Youcheng did not express his disapproval because of those doubts. He is busy transforming and not writing about love anymore. After all, he is not the only one writing about love.

Lin Youcheng also thought about it on the way back to Decheng. The fourth scene is still love, but it is more than love.

There was no need for him, the arsonist of love, to be so busy reforming his ways and putting down the butcher knife of love.

After all, middle-aged people don't make choices. He wants love and everything else in life!

Yes, the fourth scene is more than just love.

It's up to you.

The corners of Lin Youcheng's mouth raised slightly, he bent over his desk with a pen, and wrote the name on the grid paper——

"Wonderful Things in the World"!

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