Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

After finishing the call with Lilith.

The old man had a realization that he had to give her a mobile phone.

If you had a mobile phone, you could have made a flirting call just now.

Putting the Nokia on the coffee table, Zhang Xuan felt so uncomfortable that he went to the shower room and took another cold shower to cool down.

He followed his mother in his belief in Buddhism and thought of releasing animals while taking a bath.

But Lilith's words were still ringing in her ears, forget it, bear with it any longer, and leave it to Lilith's release pool when the time comes.

Returning to the study, this time the effect was good. Slowly he got into the mood again and started writing.

I started writing at 9pm and didn’t stop writing until 2am.

Do the math, it’s more than 5,200.

Not bad, I insist on writing about 5,000 words every day, and my condition is as stable as an old dog.

It's late at night, I'm in good spirits, and my literary talent is outstanding. The nib of my pen tonight has a lot of charm, and my usually boring and shabby words can be written like a beautiful woman, vivid and interesting.

I originally wanted to strike while the iron is hot and write more.

But considering that I was going to People's Literature to help out tomorrow, I put the thought aside again.

Sleep, sleep, sleep.

We can sleep without a woman in bed.

This night, he had a strange dream.

The background of the dream is in my hometown.

It was also midnight in the dream, and he was lying on the bed, reading Jin Yong's novels with a flashlight.

Suddenly two people floated in from the window.

One was his deceased father, and the other turned out to be his uncle.

The two came to the bed talking and laughing, and then the old father lifted the quilt and said to Zhang Xuan:

"Stop reading novels. Dad will take you somewhere."

Zhang Xuan was a little confused. Was he caught peeking at a novel?

But fortunately, today's old father is kind and doesn't care about him.

Zhang Xuan asked with his head covered, "Where are you going?"

The old father said: "Follow us."

Then, Zhang Xuan followed his father and uncle and floated out of the window.

He was still wondering why he didn't go through the door but through the window?

Can you still float?

The place where the three of them went in the dream was a deep mountain forest two miles away, the ancestral cemetery of the old Zhang family.

However, there is a production team from Shangcun here, and there are about 20 households, so they are not afraid even in the middle of the night.

Zhang Xuan was confused: "What are you doing here?"

His father pointed to a grave and said, "This place is leaky. Please help repair it."

Zhang Xuan took a look, oh! Isn't this a wild rabbit digging a hole in the grave?

It wasn't a big deal, he just filled it with soil.

At this time, my uncle waved his hand and pointed to the country boldly: "Zhang Xuan, the feng shui here is good. I also want to be buried here in the future. Are you willing?"

This is the ancestral cemetery of the old Zhang family, and the hilltop also belongs to the old Zhang family. If my uncle wants to enter, he must obtain the consent of the only member of his family.

My father is not like this, asking me what I am doing, Zhang Xuan thought to himself.

As he was thinking about it, his heart suddenly became frightened, and he looked sharply at the grave he had just filled.

This, isn't this my father's?

His scalp exploded instantly, and he turned around quickly. Where was the shadow of his old father?

But his uncle was worried and asked him: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xuan asked back: "Uncle, why are you with my dad?"

My uncle said, "Your dad came to me for a drink in the middle of the night."

"Let's go, stop drinking. Come back with me quickly." With that said, Zhang Xuan pulled his uncle away without thinking.

He didn't even dare to look back at the grave.

The dream suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Xuan was woken up and stared at the ceiling in the dark for two minutes before he reacted and turned on the light.

Why do you have this dream?

Is it possible that the old father is not doing well down there?

You shouldn't. I burned so much paper money for him during the Chinese New Year, and I won't be able to use it all in a few lifetimes.

And why are you looking for your uncle?

Looking back, this uncle just left in the new century. Counting the years, he still has more than 20 years of good life.

Thinking like this, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

If we follow the historical trajectory, my uncle will live to be almost 90 years old, which is a very long life.

Look at the time, it's past 5 o'clock in the morning, and it's already bright outside.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xuan took the mobile phone on the bedside and called his hometown.

Unexpectedly, the call was answered right after the bell rang.

Zhang Xuan was the first to speak: "Mom, are you up?"

Ruan Xiuqin replied: "I'm up. I was sweeping the floor just now, and your call came just now."

Then she asked with concern: "Manzai, why did you call so early? Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Xuan recounted what happened in his dream in despair.

Then he said to Comrade Ruan Xiuqin: "Mom, after breakfast, you can go to my father's grave to see if it has been damaged by wild beasts."

After hearing this, Ruan Xiuqin was silent for a long time, and then said: "Okay, Mom will go take a look after breakfast."

Zhang Xuan then added: "Ask Ouyang Yong to come with us."

Ruan Xiuqin responded softly: "Hey, Mom knows."

Ignoring this conversation, Zhang Xuan asked: "Are the two actors at our house?"

Ruan Xiuqin glanced in the direction of Zhang Xuan's bedroom and whispered: "Here, I'm sleeping on your bed. What, you want to see her if you have something to do?"

Zhang Xuan said: "Are the two actors awake?"

Ruan Xiuqin shook her head: "Not yet. If you are not in a hurry, mom won't wake her up and let her sleep for a while."

Zhang Xuan joked: "Mom, I'm jealous that I love her so much."

Ruan Xiuqin smiled along with Wen Wen: "Of course Mom has to love her, she is my daughter-in-law."

When his daughter-in-law was mentioned, the old man changed the subject wisely and asked about his uncle.

Ruan Xiuqin said: "Your uncle is in very good health. He cut down four trees from the mountain yesterday. He is over 60 years old and weighs 130 kilograms of dead wood. You don't have to worry."

Zhang Xuan replied: "I'm not worried, I'm just asking."

The mother and son chatted, talking about the eldest sister, and then the second sister.

Ruan Xiuqin asked: "Has your second sister written to you?"

Zhang Xuan replied thoughtfully: "No, I guess she hasn't left the main hall yet and doesn't dare to write a letter."

This is not nonsense. Anyway, when this idiot came back in his previous life, he drove a BMW.

Although it is a 3 Series BMW, it is still very popular in small villages.

Ruan Xiuqin sighed secretly and complained: "Yesterday, the pair of teachers from the next town came to inquire about the situation again. You said that the man was the same. He hasn't sent a message home for so long."

Zhang Xuan slandered, isn't your daughter like a bird?

Not wanting to talk more about that idiot, Zhang Xuan found an excuse and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, he was completely sleepless. Forget it, get up.

After getting dressed, getting out of bed, and washing up in one go, I went into the study again and began to continue reading and writing.

After 8 o'clock, Zhang Xuan arrived at the translation agency on time in his Mercedes-Benz.

Seagate had already been waiting at the roadside with a breakfast.

After taking the breakfast, Zhang Xuan asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Seagate gave him a bright smile and replied: "It's okay, it will be over in an hour."

Then he muttered softly: "My legs are just shaking a little."

Zhang Xuan looked at her meaningfully, "Is there such an idiot in the world? He won't go back to the house and wait?"

Seagate looked embarrassed: "Oh, everyone saw that I came out in high spirits, I have to keep it up."

Zhang Xuan was amused, this girl was so arrogant, she just wanted to save face and suffer the consequences.

"Give me three minutes."

As he spoke, he started eating pancakes and fruit in his left hand and tofu puffs in his right hand.

Halfway through the meal, Zhang Xuan asked politely: "Have you eaten?"

Seagate nodded lightly and said he had eaten.

Zhang Xuan's eyes fell on her face: "Why don't you dress up today?"

Seagate tilted his head and looked out the window: "I have average qualifications, and every time I try to dress up, I still look the same in the eyes of others, so I don't dress up anymore."

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised: "Your looks are obviously good, but have you been hit by me?"

Seagate smiled and turned to look at him: "Is it really okay?"

Zhang Xuan said truthfully: "It's really okay."

Seagate said with a very sensible expression: "I also think I can do it. Those who wrote love letters almost praised me to death."

Talking to her, the old man looked relaxed for no reason and joked:

"Mahua is also a flower, and roses are also flowers. Which one are they?"

Seagate smiled sweetly and asked him with an encouraging look: "Which one do you think it is?"

Zhang Xuan took a sip of tofu and said, "I like to eat mahua."

Seagate's eyelashes narrowed: "You are eating my tofu brain and saying things that make me angry. Are you being mean-spirited?"

Zhang Xuan: "."

After finishing the pancakes and fruit, I drank the last bite of tofu curd.

Zhang Xuan looked in front of him and sighed: "No one has ever been so kind to me."

Xijie looked at his side face and said distressedly: "I am a living person next to you, can you stop talking nonsense?"

Zhang Xuan restarted the car and passed two street corners silently: "When will you give me Journey to the West?"

Seagate looked confused: "What, Journey to the West? I like Zhu Bajie."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Why Zhu Bajie? Do you like his good food, lazy work, greed for money and lust?"

Seagate replied: "You are so smart. That's not the kind of person I like."

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Zhang Xuan wished he could slap himself.

Seeing his appearance, Seagate pursed her lips and tried to suppress a smile, but in the end she couldn't help but make a slight dimple:

"Actually, Zhu Bajie's biggest shortcoming is his lack of confidence and his frequent breakups. This is very similar to me."

Zhang Xuan glanced at her: "I didn't see it, you are so sharp-tongued."

Seagate turned his head to look outside the car again, his eyebrows curved, and he smiled with a long shot.

…

People's literature.

When Zhang Xuan brought Seagate in, Editor-in-Chief Hong was very serious, serving tea and helping to introduce Seagate to everyone.

Zhang Xuan was busy with everyone all morning.

At noon, Zhang Xuan invited everyone to dinner.

No one refused, knowing what this great writer meant.

But there was more enthusiasm and envy in the eyes of everyone looking at Seagate.

Looking for an opportunity, Editor-in-Chief Hong asked Zhang Xuan: "I heard that you are writing a new book?"

Zhang Xuan did not hide anything, "I am indeed writing."

Chief Editor Hong asked impatiently: "Traditional literature?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "Documentary chronicle."

Editor-in-chief Hong asked happily: "When can the manuscript be finalized?"

Zhang Xuan smiled: "2 years later."

Chief Editor Hong's excitement came to an abrupt end: "Are you going to write a huge piece of work?"

Zhang Xuan said: "Almost 1.1 million words."

After hearing these 1.1 million words, Editor-in-Chief Hong understood his ambition and had expectations in his eyes.

After a while, Editor-in-Chief Hong said to him in a consultative tone: "Tell me when you finish the manuscript and I will be one of the first readers."

Hearing Xian Zhiya's intention, Zhang Xuan half-truthfully said: "Don't worry, you can't run away even if you want to. When the time comes, publishing will still trouble you."

After receiving the exact reply, Editor-in-Chief Hong said: "It should be true. Based on our friendship, these are all matters within our scope."

After lunch, the group returned to People's Literature and continued translation.

In the afternoon, Zhang Xuan received a call from Ruan Xiuqin.

She said there was nothing serious about the grave, but there were cows fighting in the cemetery and leaving many footprints.

Ruan Xiuqin said, "Your brother-in-law has helped to organize it, so don't worry Manzai."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "Mom, are the two actors here?"

"Here, you talk to her." Ruan Xiuqin smiled and handed the receiver to Du Shuangling, and then went downstairs very wisely.

Du Shuangling waited for a few seconds, then asked with a smile: "My dear, are you in the capital?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "Well, I was busy translating "Harry Potter" in the capital, and I called you several times but couldn't get through. I was just thinking that I should get you a mobile phone when I get home."

Unexpectedly, Du Shuangling refused: "No, there is no cell phone signal in the village."

Zhang Xuan said: "It will be more convenient to go outside in the future."

Du Shuangling still said: "No, no one uses mobile phones, I don't want to be too special.

Besides, if I don’t have a mobile phone, you will miss me even more. "

Zhang Xuan was stunned, it seemed like this.

I have been thinking about her from time to time in the past few days, and I want to call her from time to time: "Okay, I will listen to you, and I will buy it for you after graduation."

But he went on to say: "My wife doesn't need it, but my father-in-law will definitely need it for his business. I'll bring it back to him."

This time Du Shuangling did not refuse, and happily answered and asked: "My dear, are you going to England again?"

Zhang Xuan paused and answered truthfully: "'Clockwork Girl' is about to be released, and the second volume of 'Harry Potter' is also going to be published. I have to go there."

According to the agreement reached between Tao Ge and the publishing house, he may have to accept media interviews. "

Du Shuangling asked in surprise: "Interview with Western media?"

"right."

"Then you have to prepare in advance. I heard Lilith say that some people over there are not very friendly to us."

"Indeed, but I have a sense of discretion. Tao Ge has been busy with this matter for a while, so don't worry, there shouldn't be any problems with her here."

Hearing this, Du Shuangling felt a little relieved, and then told:

"You should pay attention to safety outside, remember to eat on time, don't be sloppy, and remember to think of me when you have time."

Zhang Xuan said: "Okay, wait for me to come back at home."

"Well, I'll wait for you to come back."

After ending the call, Zhang Xuanan stared at the phone quietly until the light on the small screen went out. After being dazed for a while, he put the phone away.

In the next four days, Zhang Xuan worked step by step.

Get up on time every day, pick up and drop off Seagate on time, and have meals together.

Sometimes the two would chat and exchange some interesting things about translation.

I go home to write after seven o'clock and go to bed when the time comes.

The days were full.

And Seagate did not disappoint him. Through its own efforts, it quickly became involved with Jasmine and others.

July 18th.

After sending Seagate to the translation agency, Zhang Xuan said, "I'm leaving tomorrow. You should pay attention to safety when you take a taxi there."

Seagate looked at him sincerely: "Thank you, I gained a lot this time."

Zhang Xuan sighed secretly, compared with how good you are to me, what does this mean?

Zhang Xuan nodded, stopped talking, drove the car and left.

Seagate intertwined his hands on his abdomen and stood on the roadside quietly watching the car disappear at the end of the road.

After looking at the deserted street for a long time, Seagate turned around and prepared to return to the translation agency.

At this moment, the corners of her eyes felt hot, and the familiar Mercedes Benz appeared in her peripheral vision.

The car stopped beside her.

Zhang Xuan asked, "I'm still a little worried about your safety. Why don't you go live at Tao Ge's house? It's close to People's Literature, and it doesn't even take 5 minutes to walk."

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