Literary Master 1978

Lin Erchun took over the task assigned to him by Lin Chaoyang and headed out early the next morning.

Yanjing is located in North China, and the winter temperature is still somewhat different from that in Northeast China. The old couple didn't take the weather outside seriously at all, and walked out of the house briskly.

They had been out for a whole day, and Lin Chaoyang and Tao Yushu didn't see them coming back home at night.

Tao Yushu said worriedly: "My parents won't get lost and won't be able to come back, right?"

"No, you don't know the way and you don't know how to ask?"

As Lin Chaoyang was talking, Lin Erchun and his wife came back.

After running outside for a day, the two of them were covered in wind and frost. Lin Chaoyang noticed that Comrade Zhang Guiqin had an unswerving look on his face.

"Why did you come back so late?"

"Ask him!" Zhang Guiqin said angrily.

Lin Chaoyang looked at Lin Erchun with questioning eyes.

Lin Erchun said nonchalantly: "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense? It's good for him to go out to look for a house. After lunch, he went to the alley to watch people repairing shoes. He spent the whole afternoon just watching.

I even started chatting with someone and never left.

How? Do you also want to set up a stall to repair shoes? "

Zhang Guiqin couldn't help but say sarcastically.

"Chaoyang, don't listen to your mother's nonsense, she doesn't understand at all.

We took the bus to Xicheng in the morning. We didn’t know where it was at first, so we just asked around.

People are wary of outsiders like us and look at us in the wrong way.

I thought it wouldn't be a problem to just ask people around, I might as well find someone familiar with the situation. The shoe repairman was an old farmer in that area, and he knew everything about him. "

"Then what did you find out?" Zhang Guiqin asked.

Lin Erchun said: "It's your first day out, what can you ask about? Just wait, I'll give you the entire Yanjing in less than half a month. Will it be difficult to find a house by then?"

"Blow it, just do it!" Zhang Guiqin dismissed it.

Lin Chaoyang persuaded with a smile: "Okay, okay, I've been running outside, let's rest early."

He asked Lin Erchun to go out to look for a house, purely to find something for the old couple to do, and also to familiarize them with the city of Yanjing.

This trick really worked. After only one day's work, the two of them were obviously much more energetic than the previous two days.

The next day, when Lin Chaoyang went to work, he received the manuscript payment slip from the Humanities Society.

"Raiko's Summer" will be published by the Humanities Press next month, with an initial printing of 100,000 copies. The base royalties and royalties for each print run add up to a total of 2,400 yuan.

After arriving home, I learned that Lin Chaoyang actually earned 2,400 yuan from writing a novel, and this was the second payment for the manuscript. Counting the previous ones, it was already 4,400 yuan. Lin Erchun and his wife Both faces were filled with exclamation.

Lin Erchun finally understood why his son wanted to buy a house. He could earn more than 4,000 yuan by writing one novel, and more than 40,000 yuan by writing ten novels. What kind of house could he not buy?

After seeing Lin Chaoyang's manuscript fee slip, Lin Erchun was even more motivated to go out and visit private rooms.

During these days, there was a restless mood flowing on the Yanda campus, which came from the restless students.

The reason is that the HD district where Yenching University is located is holding a representative election. This is the first grassroots election of representatives since Bingbing. Yenching University also has quotas, and the HD district government also asked the school to recommend candidates.

As soon as the news came out, YSU students flocked to it.

Many people took the initiative to sign up with the department and expressed their feelings through big-character posters and speeches. Suddenly, the Yanda campus was very lively.

College students of this era have an unusual enthusiasm for politics. It is difficult for Lin Chaoyang to understand their emotions. So when Chen Jiangong came over to ask him what he thought about running for representatives, Lin Chaoyang pondered for a long time and finally held back his words. One sentence:

"Representative, are you paid?"

After hearing this, Chen Jiangong's face turned green. When he looked at Lin Chaoyang, there were only six characters written in his eyes - rotten wood cannot be carved.

"You are a nationally famous writer after all. Besides money, can you think of anything else?" Chen Jiangong said in an angry tone.

Lin Chaoyang closed the registration book and asked, "Why did you come to me? Just to ask for my advice?"

"yes!"

"I don't have any suggestions."

Chen Jiangong looked at him disappointedly: "You are so boring. Don't you care about such a big thing?"

"I'm not in politics, so why should I care about this?"

"Okay, then when I succeed in the election, I'll treat you to dinner!"

"OK."

"When I came to your house, Li Tuo said that your craftsmanship is good. Really, we have known each other for two years, and I don't even know about it!"

Lin Chaoyang asked: "You're treating me to a treat and let me cook? Is that appropriate?"

"If there's anything inappropriate, just treat it as you congratulating me." Chen Jiangong said shamelessly.

"Okay, then I wish you failure in the election!"

Chen Jiangong was speechless, "You are really good at talking."

After he left, Hu Wenqiong said: "These students can really make a fuss!"

Regarding the matter of running for representative, the YSU campus actually does not support it.

Although Yanda takes good care of its students and creates favorable conditions for them as much as possible, for the school, this kind of early exposure to real political activities for students can easily have the adverse consequences of encouraging students to thrive. .

Many departments at YSU have remained silent on the selection of representatives for election. Only the students who are keen on participating in activities and politics are the most noisy. It is not convenient for the school to explicitly prohibit this kind of thing, so it can only take a laissez-faire approach. manner.

Lin Chaoyang did not respond to Hu Wenqiong's words. She said a few words and finally concluded: "It's all what the school is used to!"

Lin Chaoyang deeply believed in what she said.

For decades to come, and for decades to come, there should be no students in this group of students who are more valued by the country and the school than Chen Jiangong.

After get off work, Lin Chaoyang rode his bicycle outside the school. Passing by Building 26 where international students lived, he ran into Zhang Yaozhong and Liang Zuo, who were complaining about each other.

"Why are you going?" Lin Chaoyang stopped the car and asked the two of them.

When they saw it was Lin Chaoyang, they greeted him. Liang Zuo looked at Zhang Yaozhong with disgust, "Ask him!"

Zhang Yaozhong said aggrievedly: "How could I know? You didn't tell me when they asked you, and now you blame me!"

Lin Chaoyang watched the two of them playing riddles and pedaled, "Say it or not. If you don't tell me, I'm leaving!"

Liang Zuo then said: "Tonight the special court, trial F4, will be broadcast on TV. The two of us plan to go to the international student building to watch TV. When we entered the building just now, the concierge asked us who we were looking for, and he said we were looking for 320. After hearing this, the concierge immediately asked He got angry and kicked us out without saying a word."

Lin Chaoyang asked curiously: "Why is the concierge angry? There is no such dormitory number?"

"Yes, it's just a toilet!" Liang Zuo said in a faint tone.

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyang couldn't help bursting out into joyous laughter, almost crying with laughter.

"Ouch! I didn't tell you that, you two are really good at watching TV without even stepping on it!" He teased while laughing.

Liang Zuo said helplessly: "Can you have some sympathy? The two of us suffered a lot from the concierge just now."

"I'm sorry." Lin Chaoyang apologized insincerely, and then said: "To express my apology. Well, let me do you a favor."

"How can I help?" Zhang Yaozhong asked.

Lin Chaoyang led the two of them to the door of Building No. 26 and said to the concierge: "Comrade, please, I'll look for Mao Tianci."

Television is still a rare thing nowadays. Among the student dormitories at YSU, only the International Students Building has a TV room, so Chinese students often come to watch TV.

Lin Chaoyang's age suggested that he was a student. The concierge gave him a wary look, then went upstairs to ask Lin Chaoyang to call Amao down.

"Hello, Lin!"

Upon meeting, Amao greeted Lin Chaoyang warmly, and the two chatted for a few words. Lin Chaoyang called Zhang Yaozhong and Liang Zuo over and explained the situation to Amao.

Hearing that the two were going to watch a TV special court where politicians were publicly tried, Amao was very excited. He had not known about it before.

"Come on, let me take you to the TV room."

With Amao leading the way, Zhang Yaozhong and Liang Zuo strode into the international student building with their heads high under the helpless eyes of the concierge.

When they reached the stairs, the two of them turned around and saluted Lin Chaoyang to express their gratitude.

That night, the TVs were turned on in every household in Yanjing, and they were crowded with people. People sat in front of the TVs, crying or laughing.

The campaign of going to the mountains and countryside that has been going on for more than ten years is coming to an end. Those who have been wronged have been brought to justice, and the culprits have also been judged.

In the last month of the seventies, everything about it seemed to come to an end.

In December, the temperature dropped significantly, but Lin Erchun still enjoyed visiting Yanjing City.

He recently asked Lin Chaoyang about several private houses for sale, located in Haidian and Xicheng districts, but a considerable part of them were houses with unclear property rights.

This situation is not uncommon. During the buzz period, houses were occupied, and the original owners of some houses did not even have a place to stay after they returned to Beijing.

Under such circumstances, selling the house has almost become the best option for the original owner of the house.

After all, the money from selling the house belongs to you. If you don’t sell the house, you can only give it to others to live in.

However, this kind of house is usually difficult to sell. Even if the asking price of the house is much cheaper than the market price, most buyers will not pay attention to such disputed houses.

Among the houses Lin Erchun visited, there were two other houses for sale. He was originally quite optimistic about these two houses, and the yards were well maintained.

But after he finished speaking to Lin Chaoyang, Lin Chaoyang shook his head.

"What do you mean I didn't even look at the house I finally found for you? Where are you, silly boy?" Lin Erchun asked.

"Didn't I tell you? If we want to buy it, we will buy a courtyard house."

"What I'm looking for here is also a courtyard house."

"Yours is called a large courtyard. There are more than a dozen families living in a good courtyard. How good is the living environment? It's not as good as the farmyards in our rural areas."

Lin Chaoyang's words don't sound good, but they are true.

Nowadays, most of the large courtyards in Yanjing have no water supply, no central heating, no natural gas, and no separate toilets. Some of the buildings are thirty or fifty years old, and many are hundreds of years old. Some of the originally good courtyards have been destroyed due to the large number of people. There was too much food to occupy, and all were covered with earthquake-resistant shelters.

Speaking of which, it is really not as good as some courtyards in rural areas with relatively better conditions.

"That's true." Lin Erchun had to admit that Lin Chaoyang's words were reasonable, but he still said a little unhappy: "You are so crazy now that you don't even care about Yanjing's house. Before that, you thought Is it a good place to live?”

"Dad, we can't say that! This is called a different time. What's wrong with pursuing a happy life?"

"Stop it! Stop talking to me."

Lin Erchun interrupted Lin Chaoyang impatiently. He said he didn't want to, but he ran out to continue looking for a house for Lin Chaoyang.

"Let's go!"

That day, Lin Erchun urged Zhang Guiqin to go out, but Zhang Guiqin didn't move. "I won't go. It's too cold. If you want to go, go."

"I've been in Yanjing for a few days, and I'm still pampered!"

Lin Erchun muttered, but didn't force it, and went out by himself.

After his unremitting search, he spent more than half a month and finally found a decent house.

The house that Lin Erchun found for Lin Chaoyang was a two-story house, located in Mianhua Hutong, Xicheng District, sandwiched between Deshengmen Street and Xinjiekou Street, and close to Huguo Temple.

After listening to Lin Erchun's introduction of the house, Lin Chaoyang decided to go and see it.

On this weekend morning, Lin Erchun and his son Lin Chaoyang rode their bicycles to Mianhua Hutong.