Back to 80: My Literary Life

Today is New Year's Eve. Song Tangtang is busy cooking New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen. Fang Minghua and his two children are posting Spring Festival couplets at the gate, and of course hanging red lanterns.

The nanny has returned to her hometown a few days ago and needs to go back to reunite with her family during the Chinese New Year.

The child was still young, so Fang Minghua had to do this kind of thing himself. He stood on a stool and carefully pasted the Spring Festival couplets with the paste on the back to the door frame.

The two children were directing below, and of course there was the little German shepherd sprout beside him who kept shaking his head and tail to cheer him up.

"Dad, raise your right hand higher, then higher"

Usually at this time, it is the daughter who is active.

Under the guidance of the children, Fang Minghua posted the Spring Festival couplets and did not forget to appreciate them when he came down:

In the last year of the rooster, the weather is good and the weather is good;

This year, dogs keep vigil and the country is at peace.

Well, not bad.

These years of calligraphy practice are not in vain, this running script already has a bit of Ouyang Xun's flavor.

At this moment, the phone rang in the living room, and my daughter ran over.

"Auntie's phone number!" the little girl shouted, chatting excitedly with Li Li on the phone, chatting for a while, and then shouted to Fang Minghua who was putting up window grilles outside the door.

"Dad, my aunt wants to have a few words with you."

Fang Minghua walked in and picked up the microphone: "Lili, happy New Year!"

"I also wish your whole family a happy Spring Festival! Brother-in-law, have you finished writing your officialdom novel?"

"It's almost done. It will be completed this month. What's wrong?"

"I had a phone call with Mr. Johnson from Ximeng Company two days ago. He heard that you were writing an official novel and was very interested. He hopes that you will translate it into English and give it to him as soon as possible after you finish it."

Urgent?

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."

After the two chatted for a while, Li Li asked again: "Where is my cousin?"

"She's cooking New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen. I'll call her."

"Yeah, let me have a few words with her."

After the New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve, it was natural to watch the Spring Festival Gala, but this year's Spring Festival Gala disappointed Fang Minghua.

Except for the sketch "Playing Poker" starring Huang Hong and Hou Yaowen, and the cross talk "Idea Company" starring Qun and Feng Gongfa, which are more interesting, the other programs, both language and encouragement, are all good.

Later, Fang Minghua simply set off fireworks in the yard with his two children.

Some people in later generations commented that the 1994 Spring Festival Gala was the most failed Spring Festival Gala in the 1990s. Of course, it was still pretty good in the 2020s.

During the Spring Festival, they still went shopping and visited their parents’ homes to pay New Year greetings. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Fang Minghua’s family returned to the happy community where his parents lived.

My parents still live with my sister's family and help take care of their niece.

In the afternoon, my parents cooked a table of meals, and the whole family had a happy New Year.

"Brother, let me tell you good news! The microelectronics research project that Jianjun is responsible for passed the review of an expert group organized by the Ministry of Aeronautics and Astronautics two years ago. It is believed that the research and development of this project has successfully filled the gap in the national flight control field and reached the internationally advanced level. Level! The institute has recommended him to participate in this year’s selection of the Ministry of Aeronautics and Astronautics’ Science and Technology Progress Award.”

"Really? It's so awesome!" Fang Minghua raised his thumb and said, "Here, I'll give you a toast!" He picked up the wine glass.

Liu Jianhua also quickly picked up his wine glass and said gratefully: "Brother Minghua, thanks to your sponsorship of our institute, otherwise we wouldn't be here today."

Funds for the project have been secured, the welfare benefits at the institute have also been improved, and the family has no worries. Therefore, Liu Jianjun led his team to work overtime and overcome various difficulties this year, and finally completed the entire project.

Fang Minghua laughed and said:

"Look what you said, what do you earn money for? Just spend it! Spending it on this is the most meaningful thing! Come on, don't say anything, just have a drink."

The two of them touched and drank.

"Brother, there is one more thing." Fang Mingli continued: "The institute has recommended to the ministry that Jianjun go to Stanford University in the United States to study for a Ph.D.. Stanford University is very powerful in research and education in the field of aerospace. The best university in this field in the United States.”

"It's a good thing, go quickly. Before the United States blocks your Western Polytechnic University, go out and learn more." Fang Minghua blurted out.

After hearing this, Fang Mingli was a little puzzled: "Brother, why did the United States block NPU?"

"I'm afraid that you guys will learn the real skills. Don't care about this and go quickly."

"Mingli, it's too early for you to be happy. The number of government-sponsored positions in the ministry is limited now. Beihang University, Harbin Institute of Technology, Western Polytechnic University, and several research institutes are all vying for it. It may not be my turn," Liu Jianjun reminded.

"Can't the government send you? Then go at your own expense! You don't have to worry about money, your sister-in-law and I will pay for it!" Fang Minghua waved his hand with great courage.

"But there is a condition."

"What conditions?"

"After completing your doctoral studies, you are not allowed to stay in the United States. You must come back!"

"Brother, don't worry. If Jianjun dares not to come back, I will go to the United States to capture him with my baby in my arms. Hum!" Fang Mingli glanced at her husband and said.

Oops

I'm just worried that you won't come back after you arrive in the United States. Doesn't that mean you'll never come back?

Fang Minghua muttered something in his heart, but did not say it out loud.

Liu Jianjun immediately stated that whether he was sponsored by the government or paid for at his own expense, he would definitely come back after completing his studies.

"I think the Roujiamo from Qin Province is better than that hamburger."

Liu Jianjun suddenly said this, and everyone laughed.

The bustling Spring Festival passed quickly, and everyone was busy again.

The Preparatory Office of the Second World Chinese Language Award was officially established. Although Bai Miao is mainly responsible for it, there are still some things to worry about.

Things like selecting appropriate reading classes and jury members need to be discussed. In principle, each reading class and jury member cannot be exactly the same. Some members of the previous session must be replaced and new forces must be added to ensure freshness and vitality.

In addition, he has to hurry up to write "In the Name of the People", otherwise he will be even busier later.

The whole February passed in a hurry, and it was already the beginning of March.

Fang Minghua finally completed this "In the Name of the People" with a total of 340,000 words.

Compared with the original novel and the TV series, some plots and characters have weakened some plot conflicts and deepened the psychological description of the characters.

Especially the protagonist Hou Liangping, who has been reshaped.

No longer a man with a very positive outlook, superior IQ and EQ, and a firm bottom line, he is as clean as a blank sheet of paper. His only shortcoming in the original novel may be that he whistles and does not eat other people's fireworks.

He has his own hesitations and sympathies for his classmate and rival Qi Tongwei. He is helpless and powerless to solve the problems of Dafeng Factory.

He is a good man and a qualified prosecutor, but he is definitely not a saint.

The first reader is of course his wife Song Tangtang.

After reading the ending, she looked at Fang Minghua and said:

"I think it is more of a political novel than an anti-corruption novel, describing the ukiyo-e of the current officialdom."

"If you write about anti-corruption, it is for the purpose of being made into a TV series. As a literary work, it must have more depth. Okay, you can read it slowly when you come back. Let's go pick someone up now.

Today, they are going to the train station to pick someone up.