The literary era since 1979

Chapter 166: Train to Spring

Liu Boyu and Feng Mu communicated and coordinated with the Guangxi Western Military Region in the name of the General Political Department and the Writers Association.

What a coincidence, there is no fighting on the border front right now, and we are organizing an art troupe to go to the troops and carry out artistic performances to comfort them.

It would be better to take this opportunity to jointly organize an activity of "bringing art and literature into the military camp". Both parties hit it off and decided to do it.

Li Cunbao's team of writers can both collect folk songs and visit the military and provide cultural support to the military, killing two birds with one stone.

When he heard that the person who had commissioned the article was the editor of October, Fangyan, he strongly invited him to join the army.

Not only do we hope to create propaganda for the troops and soldiers, but also because many officers and soldiers in the army are fans of Teacher Fang's books. The addition of dialect to the condolence activities is simply icing on the cake.

Hey!
The atmosphere is set here, so just for the most lovely people, dialects, join this cultural support team and take a trip to western Guangxi.

By the way, I can also accumulate materials for my second collection of essays about local cuisine, such as snail noodles.

On behalf of the editorial department of October, Fang Yan signed a contract with Li Cunbao for writing articles. Then, in the middle of the symposium, he returned home, packed his bags and prepared to go on a long journey.

When Yang Xia and Fang Hong learned that he was going to western Guangxi, they couldn't help but worry about his personal safety, and their faces were filled with worry.

"Mom, sister, you don't have to worry too much."

Fangyan comforted him, "I went to western Guangxi, which is relatively safer, and I followed the main group."

"That's right."

Yang Xia was still worried, "Why don't you ask the army if they can give you a gun for self-defense?"

"Mom, Yanzi uses a pen, not a gun. Don't be careless and accidentally discharge the gun and injure one of your own people."

Fang Hong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Sister is right."

Fangyan comforted her by saying that he had already contacted the local film studio and that her daily life would be taken care of.

After all, after the field trip is over, Li Cunbao needs to find a place to stay so that he can digest the materials and create with peace of mind.

The destination was decided to be the Guixi Film Studio.

"But Yanzi, you must pay attention to safety in everything, go early and come back early." Fang Hong said: "I have discussed with Yuemin, and after a while, I will go to the factory to get a certificate and register for the license."

Fang Yan smiled and said, "Is it settled?"

Fang Hong nodded. She also had her own selfish motives. She had always dreamed of having a boy and a girl after getting married. Now, while the family planning policy was not yet strict, she wanted to have another child.

Fangyan chuckled, with the corners of his mouth rising wildly.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh. Don't laugh at me either."

Fang Hong rolled her eyes, "Without me as a shield, I wonder what excuses you can use to fool our mother."

Fang Yan pretended to cough a few times: "Why are you talking about my marriage again? Ahem, how are Brother Han preparing?"

"We have almost arranged everything."

Fang Hong said that she had asked a broker to find a courtyard house with clear property rights and no other residents.

After asking in dialect, I found out that the location was on Yandaixie Street in Shichahai, not far from my house in Hougulouyuan.

"We are negotiating the price now."

Fang Hong opened her mouth, but stopped herself from speaking.

Fang Yan asked curiously, "Sister, just say whatever you want to say. We siblings shouldn't hide anything."

"Iwako, this is what I think."

Fang Hong said that it was inappropriate to let Han Yuemin pay for everything by himself. It was impossible to just send a few quilts, right?

"Of course not. If you are not prohibited from having a wedding dress, I will make one for you."

"Go away, let's talk about serious matters!"

"You and mom can make the decision on this matter. I will fully support you in taking out any amount from your savings."

Fangyan looked serious. These days, the bride price and dowry meant two families helping and supporting a new family.

Fang Hong said: "After all, the money in this house belongs to you..."

"It's not me, it's us."

Fang Yan waved her hand. "Over the years, especially when I was sent to work in the countryside, every expense of the family was paid for by you. The money you sent me when I was in the countryside, as well as the savings, were all saved from your salary." Fang Hong's eyes were slightly red, and she shook her head. "You can't calculate the accounts like this, we are siblings, Ming..."

"Don't worry, I don't know what kind of person I am."

Fang Yan said: "I'm not afraid that you will be impolite, I'm afraid that you will be too polite. Just take what you should take, and don't put yourself in a bad light."

"I'm not wronged, I just wronged you."

Fang Hong's nostrils twitched.

"I'm not wronged. Why should I feel wronged? Really, I'm just afraid that you might be wronged in the future..."

Fangyan joked deliberately.

Fang Hong looked sad one second ago, but immediately frowned and glared in anger the next second: "He dares!"

"So, don't think too much. Don't forget that I still have a foreign exchange certificate to claim."

Fangyan observed a second of silence for Han Yuemin, his family brother!
Fang Hong wiped away her tears and silently folded the clothes she had brought for her brother. After calming down, she reminded him to be careful on the road.

"Compared to me, sister, let Brother Han focus on your two things during this time."

Fangyan took out a newspaper he had brought back from his bag.

It clearly states, "Decision on combating serious criminal activities in the economic field."

Fang Hong took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Is Yuemin going to be okay?"

"Normally, it shouldn't be. This time it's mainly the people who are at the forefront, especially Wen Ou."

Fangyan repeatedly reminded him, "Don't go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang recently."

Fang Hong said: "After the New Year, I told Yuemin everything you wanted to tell him. He rarely goes to Red Sun anymore. Now he has bought a few sewing machines and opened a tailor shop."

"Tell him to be more careful and keep a low profile."

There was a hint of seriousness in the dialect tone.

With positive typical reports like "If Miracles Have Colors", it should not be a problem for the show to survive this major purge.

However, the spring of self-employed individuals has come to an end.

Winter is coming!

…………

Soon, the symposium came to an end.

Many newspapers, including the Literary Gazette, Literature Gazette, and Liberation Army Gazette, attached great importance to this and reported mainly:
"The National Symposium on Military Literature Creation was successfully held. The atmosphere at the symposium was warm and participants spoke freely."

"Among them, Fang Yan, the editor of October, first proposed the concept of 'genre creation of military literature in the new era', sorted out the relationship between 'war literature', 'military literature' and 'military literature', enriched the types of military literature works, expanded the subject matter of military literature, and creatively put forward the new concept of 'military science fiction'..."

“At the meeting, friendly and lively discussions were held around the relevant issues and concepts raised.”

On April 4, the six-day conference officially closed.

Gradually, new trends in military literature have been discussed at length in literary theory journals, military literature magazines, mainstream literary journals and other newspapers and periodicals.

In particular, dialect’s new interpretation and classification of military literary themes have attracted widespread attention and debate.

"Huacheng", "Zhongshan", "Contemporary", "Liberation Army Literature and Art", "People's Literature"...

More and more literary journals across the country have joined this new wave of military literature. Everyone wants to seize this newly discovered continent and everyone wants to stand at the forefront of the new wave.

A battle to commission and scramble for manuscripts unfolded quietly.

And Fangyan, representing "October", took the T5/6 train with others, heading west to western Guangxi.

Spring is in full swing and the mountain flowers are in full bloom.

The train passes through a sea of ​​colorful flowers, like a messenger to spring.

Under the same sky, on different trains.

Gong Xing carefully looked after his luggage and set out on the journey to the Xiangnan Film Studio.

Looking out the window, I saw two little sparrows chirping and flirting with each other. In my mind, I couldn't help but think of Zhao Zhongxiang's words:
"Spring is here, everything is coming back to life, and it's the mating season for animals."

(End of this chapter)