Back to 80: My Literary Life

After listening to Fang Minghua's narration, Li Li held his arm tightly without saying a word.

Absurd, but naked irony.

After returning home, Fang Minghua began to seriously conceive this novel, which was called "Angel Island and Devil Island".

Black humor, absurd.

Fang Minghua spent the whole of September writing. Sometimes on weekends, he and Li Li took Xinxin out to play, and visited Lei Dawen's house and visited their villa.

It is indeed very luxurious, but it is still a level lower than the Amber Mountain Manor in Los Angeles.

Lei Dawen told him that he had recently actively assisted Professor Yu Rongyifang's team, taking advantage of the Chinese Culture Day incident at San Francisco State University, mobilizing social forces, lobbying California legislators, and putting pressure on the California government.

"First, let the California government recognize the contributions of Chinese workers in history, and the next step is the federal government." Lei Dawen said with a smile.

Fang Minghua has always kept a distance from politics, not to mention that he is not an American citizen, so it is better to participate less.

However, as a support, Fang Minghua donated 1 million US dollars to Yu Rongyi and other teams as funds in his personal name.

Those who have money should contribute money and those who have strength should contribute strength.

October 1st National Day soon arrived.

Since 1999, China has implemented a long holiday. Of course, Americans will not celebrate October 1st. They go to work as usual on this day, but Fang Minghua still hangs a bright five-star red flag at the door of their villa. In the evening, when Li Li came home, the family of three celebrated a little.

They sang "I Love My Motherland" or something. This was the first time for their daughter Xinxin to sing this song. Fang Minghua and Li Li taught her very patiently.

People's feelings are very strange. In China, the National Day feels like a holiday for people to rest. Sometimes you don't feel anything when you see the five-star red flag hanging all over the streets. Sometimes you think it is formalism, but when you come to a foreign country and wait for October 1st, you see the red star and red flag. It's completely different.

In the evening, Fang Minghua called Song Tangtang again, as usual, to ask about the family and children.

Song Tangtang told him on the phone that after consultation between Shengshi Film and Warner Bros., the filming of the fifth part of "Harry Potter" will be temporarily suspended next year.

"Why, both sides can't find a suitable director for each other?" Fang Minghua asked.

"This is just one of the reasons. More importantly, Warner Bros. recently conducted a market survey. The audience generally reflected that after four consecutive years, one movie a year, they have already become aesthetically fatigued, so they temporarily stopped filming to whet the audience's appetite."

"Okay, you decide." Fang Minghua does not interfere with the specific operations of the company.

However, since the filming of the movie is temporarily suspended, will the sixth Harry Potter novel be published next year as planned?

This question should be left to Demi from the publishing house, and she will answer based on the market.

"Minghua, there is another thing I want to discuss with you. After Ruirui graduates from junior high school, I want to send her to the United States to attend high school." Song Tangtang said again on the other end of the phone.

My daughter Fang Rui is average in cultural subjects, but she inherited her mother's artistic talent, especially in music, so she decided to let her go the art path.

"Don't you plan to go to the Affiliated High School of Xijing Conservatory of Music?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Well, I've investigated. The school environment and teaching staff are average. If you want to go to Yenching, you have to go to the Central Conservatory of Music High School. But I think it's better to send her abroad directly than to go to Yenching. Lili said there is a private art high school in San Francisco with very good teaching quality, and she can take care of her in San Francisco."

"I've heard Lili say that too. Okay, I'll contact her. Where is Lele? Where does Lele go to high school?"

"He wants to go to the High School Affiliated to Northwestern Polytechnical University."

"That's fine. The teaching quality of the High School Affiliated to Northwestern Polytechnical University is not worse than those famous high schools in the United States." Fang Minghua agreed.

"Then contact her as soon as possible and tell me what the conditions for admission are and what documents are needed."

"No problem."

Fang Minghua hung up the phone and told Li Li about it.

Li Li was very happy to hear this: "It's great that Ruirui is studying abroad. I've inquired about it a long time ago. In Ruirui's case, as long as the TOEFL score can be 80 points, it will be fine!"

In fact, Fang Minghua was not worried about this at all.

Private high school?

Can't go? How is it possible?

Spend money on it.

"Ouch." Fang Minghua suddenly remembered something and patted his head.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to invite my parents to San Francisco for the Spring Festival this year, but I forgot to tell Tangtang." Fang Minghua quickly dialed the phone again.

"Anything else?" Song Tangtang asked on the other end of the phone.

"Tangtang, I have an idea. This year during the Spring Festival, I will invite your parents or my parents to live in the United States for a while. They have never been here, so let's go out and relax."

On the other end of the phone, Song Tangtang snorted and said, "Forget about my parents. If Dad knew that you actually settled down in San Francisco and had a child with my cousin, he would probably chase you with an axe!"

Fang Minghua was ashamed when he heard this.

My father-in-law was a soldier, and his temper was really hot. The scene was unimaginable.

"I'm just kidding you. It's mainly because my dad's identity is sensitive. He just retired not long ago, so it's not suitable for him to go abroad. Let's talk about it in a few years." Song Tangtang laughed from the microphone.

"But your parents can go. They have worked hard all their lives and they should go out to relax."

"I said that, but they didn't listen." Fang Minghua was helpless.

The evil capitalist America is not as terrible as you think.

"Leave it to me. I'll tell your parents."

"Yes, it's absolutely no problem for my wife to go!" Fang Minghua quickly flattered him.

"But I won't tell you about your relationship with Lili. I can't!" Song Tangtang added.

"I understand, I understand. Just convince them to go abroad."

Li Li listened to the conversation between the two, feeling excited and a little worried.

What would happen if Fang Minghua's parents came and knew about their relationship?

Would they scold me for being shameless and seducing their son?

When they went to bed at night, Li Li told them what she was thinking.

"How could that happen?" Fang Minghua comforted her, "My parents are so happy to see you and another granddaughter."

"But, you said that your parents are both very traditional and old." Li Li was still a little worried.

"Don't say but. If my parents really did that, you can say that I raped you, and I will be responsible for your child. If you want to scold me, call me a scumbag and a bad guy!"

"Puh. It's so ugly. Who raped?!" Li Li showed a trace of shyness on her face.

Fang Minghua's heart was warmed by this, and he felt something strange in his body. He suddenly turned over and pressed on Li Li.

"I'm going to rape you, now!"

"Oh, no, Xinxin hasn't followed yet."

"It doesn't matter. The soundproofing in our room is very good. She can't hear it."

Not long after, the sound of babbling was heard in the room.