Hello, 1983

"Brother Wen, you're getting married, do you have any money in your pocket?"

Following Gao Wenxue out of his grandfather's house, Liu Qingshan felt the need to remind the prospective eldest brother-in-law beside him.

Don't just know silly music, you must pour a ladle of cold water to keep him awake.

money?

Only then was Gao Wenxue pulled back to reality. He reached out to touch the blue cloth trousers pocket, took out a few cash receipts, and two steel shovels: "That's all that's left."

Liu Qingshan couldn't help pouting and said, "It's not even fifty cents if you add it together, you want to marry my sister!"

Pushing off his glasses, Gao Wenxue put the money back embarrassingly, and then vowed: "I'll go back to write the manuscript, and try to earn more money for the manuscript.

"Qingshan, don't worry, I will definitely marry your sister in the door!"

You can pull it down, the manuscript fee is that you can earn it by earning it?

Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes, raised a finger and said, "Brother Literature, even if you can make money for the manuscript, the water won't quench your thirst, but my grandfather said that within a month, you and my sister will have to get married. ."

Gao Wenxue was also completely dumbfounded, his head drooped down, he really didn't chant.

After a long time, he said with a sullen belly: "I called my family last month to mention this, and the family gave me two ways to go back to the city or cut off the relationship, and I was absolutely not allowed to live here in the countryside. start a family."

Oh, and this thing?

It is normal for Liu Qingshan to think about it. It seems that the pressure on this prospective brother-in-law is not small. Now that he can choose the current path, he is considered responsible.

The two were walking and chatting, and they met a group of Xiaodoubao on the road, playing on the edge of Yanggou.

There are more than a dozen little dolls, some of them are small, naked, and they don't even hang a curtain on their buttocks, so they are so unrestrained.

"elder brother!"

Liu Caifeng was also in the mix, holding a glass bottle in his hand, and two loaches were moving up and down inside.

Gao Wenxue moved closer, took out a few pieces of candy from his pocket, put it into the small pocket on the chest of the little old man, and stuffed two pieces into Liu Qingshan's hand.

"Yeah, it's fruit candy!"

Xiao Caifeng was so happy that her big eyes were squinted into two slits, she peeled a piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

There was a sound of swallowing saliva around, and there was a little guy with a bare bottom, sucking his fingers and asking with a shy face: "Caifeng, isn't it sweet?"

Really can't bear to look at it, Liu Qingshan handed down the two pieces of candy in his hand: "Then, one for boys, one for girls, take turns, and no one is allowed to grab it."

The Xiaodoubao cheered. As for the question of whether the candy is dirty from your mouth to my mouth, no one has considered it at all. It is good to have candy.

Liu Caifeng didn't bother at all, and gave a piece of fruit candy to a little girl wearing a bellyband beside her. This is her best friend Shan Xing.

Shan Xing, this baby has a hard life!

Both parents were educated youths. A few years ago, they had given an indicator to return to the city. Shan Xing's mother gave it to her father. As a result, there was no news of this bastard after he left.

Then, Shan Xing's mother went crazy.

Seeing Shan Xing holding the candy in her hand, Xiao Caifeng couldn't help but say, "Eat it, Shan Xing, eat it, it's so sweet!"

"Caifeng, I'll go home and feed my mother."

The little girl's voice was timid, holding the candy in her hand, and jogging, for fear of being robbed.

Looking at the little girl's thin back, Gao Wenxue and Liu Qingshan sighed together. The same figure appeared in their minds: Liu Jinfeng.

Fortunately, Liu Jinfeng will not be the next Shan Xingniang!

But soon, the noise around them pulled them back.

Huh, good guy, four or five little boys, already scrambling and fighting hard.

"Don't fight."

Liu Qingshan shouted, separated the children, and finally pulled up the four tigers lying on the ground.

The little guy next to him was so angry that he pointed at Sihuzi: "Brother Qingshan, he won't give me sugar!"

Everyone also complained at length, saying that the four tigers were cheating.

Liu Qingshan said with a stern face: "It's a good turn, four tigers, spit out the candy."

Sihuzi wiped his snot, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Qingshan, I... I accidentally swallowed the candy!"

beat him!

The children listened, waving their fists one by one, it was really a bloody case caused by a piece of sugar.

"It's alright, alright, don't fight, I'll give you another piece of candy, but you will all follow my instructions in the future."

Xiao Caifeng is quite conscientious, and a piece of candy can be replaced by a child Wang Dangdang.

Liu Qingshan smiled, patted the little boy's braid, and then dragged Gao Wenxue to his residence: a dilapidated small yard.

Gao Wenxue is now staying at a villager's house. Originally, there was an educated youth. When Shan Xing's parents got married, Gao Wenxue moved out.

This yard is convenient, there is no gate at all, and the wicker fence is also slanted. At first glance, it is not a living family.

When I walked through the window, I saw a man lying on the kang with his arms upright, shirtless, and sleeping soundly.

Liu Qingshan glanced at it and found his eyes a little bit hot: I said, Uncle Rod, your pants are all open, and the birds are walking out on their own.

This is the famous bachelor in the village: Zhang Ganzi.

Entering through the open door, Zhang Ganzi, who was sleeping on Nankang, was stunned and didn't wake up.

Beikang is the residence of Gao Wenxue, and it is quite neatly organized. The most conspicuous thing is the stacks of books and magazines stacked on the top of the kang.

There is a small kang table on the kang, on which is an ink bottle and a stack of old paper. The front of the paper is already full of words, and the back is used now.

Liu Qingshan leaned over and glanced at it, writing a detection story, the content of which was somewhat similar to "Passenger in Handcuffs".

"This is going to be submitted to "Story Club", the magazine's manuscript fee is very high!"

Gao Wenxue said with a smile that the last manuscript fee was given by "Story Club" magazine.

Liu Qingshan shook his head secretly. The reason why he followed Gao Wenxue was because he wanted to have a good talk with this prospective brother-in-law and beat his elm head.

To ask Liu Qingshan to write, he is definitely not better than Gao Wenxue, but he has the vision and experience, and knows the future development direction.

"Brother Wen, have you read Lu Yao's "Life"?"

After thinking about it, Liu Qingshan found the entry point.

"Of course I've read it. It's well written. It's worthy of everyone's handwriting. It's really well written!"

Gao Wenxue's fiery gaze seemed to pass through the thick spectacle lenses.

He rummaged through the stack of books, and soon found a magazine "Harvest", and said excitedly: "This is the third issue of last year, and the novel of life is published here!"

You didn't write it, why are you excited, and you almost became the "Gao Jialin" written in the book, you know?

Liu Qingshan is ready to talk to Gao Wenxue about life.

"Brother Literature, do you want to become a great writer like Lu Yao?"

An "Ordinary World" is actually enough for Lu Yao to win the Nobel Prize for Literature.

It's a pity that he died young, only 42 years old!

It is said that after Lu Yao finished writing about the ordinary world, he threw the ballpoint pen in his hand out of the window, and this book completely exhausted all his efforts.

In the midst of poverty, Lu Yao completed this masterpiece and said, "Don't win any more awards. If I win the Nobel Prize for Literature, I really don't have the money to receive the award!"

Not bitter? Sad isn't it?

Hearing Liu Qingshan's words, Gao Wenxue trembled, before muttering for a long time, "It's difficult, it's too difficult!"

He has to go to the fields every day to do farm work, and at night, he lights up the lamp and burns oil to create works, and he already feels a little exhausted.

"Okay, Brother Literature, you can create with peace of mind in the future. This family has me."

Liu Qingshan patted his small chest, he had no muscles.

Seeing Gao Wenxue's slightly dull gaze, Liu Qingshan knew that he didn't believe it, just like the eldest and second sisters in the family didn't believe him.

Originally, a half-sized boy can still turn the world upside down?

"Brother Literature, there is no future for you to write detective stories. If you don't have such experience, it will be very tiring to write."

"You know what is most popular right now, educated youth literature, scar literature, and you have personal experience in this area, why don't you write about it?"

"Why don't you write about yourself, about my sister, and about life in Jiapigou? If you chose to go back to the city yesterday, have you thought about how my sister's life will be in the future?"

Gao Wenxue jumped to the ground, and said with a stunned face: "Qingshan, you...you know?"

Zhang Zhanzi, who was sleeping soundly on the Nankang, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Literature brother, I don't know literature, but I know that only true feelings can impress readers the most."

Liu Qingshan did not answer his question, but continued to talk to him about literature.

Boom!

Gao Wenxue's mind seemed to be struck by lightning, and suddenly he had a feeling of empowerment:

Yes, why can't I write about my own life!

Liu Qingshan decided to strike while the iron was hot: "Brother Literature, I'll sing you a song, you listen."

"There is a girl in the village named Xiaofeng, who is beautiful and kind, with beautiful big eyes and a thick and long whip..."

When the song was finished, Gao Wenxue, who was opposite him, blushed and had a thick neck, blue veins on his forehead, red eyes, and muttered in his mouth.

"How can you do this? The educated youth you sang about must be an individual. UU reading www.uukanshu.com can't represent the whole. He, he is simply... yes..."

"Is it a scumbag?" Liu Qingshan said twice.

"Yes, it's scum, it's scum!"

Gao Wenxue said indignantly.

At this time, there was a movement from Nankang: "What's the noise, why don't you tell people to sleep?"

Only then did Gao Wenxue lower his voice, but the whole person seemed extremely excited: "Qingshan, brother, thank you. I'll write it now, my name is Xiaofeng, by the way, copy the song you just sang for me. , I use it in the book!"

Looking at Gao Wenxue, who was extremely excited and even a little impatient, a smile appeared on Liu Qingshan's face.

He knew that the confidence and fighting spirit of the eldest brother-in-law had been completely ignited by him, but he still warned him a few words.

"Literature brother, writing is not overnight, you have to combine work and rest, and you can't get tired. Go to my house for dinner in the future. If you are worried about others gossiping, go to my grandfather's house to eat first, and then go to my house after you get married. "

After babbling a few words, seeing that Gao Wenxue had already crouched down on the small table and started to write like flying, Liu Qingshan also left with interest.

Before leaving, Liu Qingshan proposed to borrow a bicycle.

However, the other party was already immersed in his own world at the moment, and there was no reaction at all.

Looking at the Nankang man again, he fell asleep on his back again, and there was a fly crawling around the corner of his mouth for a walk.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help shaking his head: I'm so lazy, it's weird not to be a bachelor all my life.

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