Save the Bachelor of Heaven

In 1976, January 30th.

On New Year's Eve, posting Spring Festival couplets, posting New Year pictures, and setting off firecrackers, when the courtyard was full of people, old and young, the postman Zhao walked into the courtyard and shouted, "Cheng Jianjun, you have the letter~"

Xiang Nan heard the voice and hurried out to greet him.

Lao Zhao handed the letter to Xiang Nan with a smile, and praised him loudly, "Jianjun, you are really good, and the "People's Literature" magazine actually sent you a letter~"

In a word, everyone in the courtyard was shocked.

Although there are not many intellectuals in the courtyard, whoever is born under the Zhengyang sect has no knowledge.

And Xiang Nan actually received a letter from it, which is really strange.

On the one hand, "People's Literature" is the pinnacle of the literary world. Anyone who deals with it must be a master in the literary world; on the one hand, Xiang Nan graduated from junior high school and is barely illiterate.

He was able to deal with "People's Literature", which naturally made people feel a little incredible.

"Jianjun, why did they write to you?"

"Jianjun, what's going on?"

Everyone in the courtyard asked curiously.

"Hey, I submitted a few poems to it a few days ago, maybe they didn't accept them, so they returned them to me." Xiang Nan explained.

Hearing what he said, everyone nodded.

If so, it is not surprising. Just know that with Xiang Nan's level of education, it is impossible to catch up with "People's Literature".

"You're really wasting money. If you have a few cents for stamps, wouldn't it be nice to use them to buy sugar cakes?" Chunming's second brother, Chunsheng, laughed.

"Yeah, you really don't have a plan. "People's Literature", that's why you can get it? It's a waste of time~" Uncle Guo also teased.

Xiang Nan smiled, ignored them, opened the letter, looked at it hastily, and immediately beamed with joy, and said loudly, "Oh, I won~"People's Literature", and I want my work! Gave me two tickets to the ballet "The Red Detachment of Women."

"People's Literature" decided to include several poems written by him, such as "The sun is the reddest, the chairman is the closest", "I love you, China", "We are the successors of communism", and will be published one after another.

However, because there is no remuneration at this time, considering that Xiang Nan is only 21 years old and a young creative talent, he needs support and encouragement to stimulate his creative enthusiasm, so he specially sent two ballet tickets.

"What?!" Hearing what he said, the whole courtyard was shocked.

"Really or not?! Let me see~" Chunming, Chunsheng, Chunxue, Uncle Guo, Cheng Baoguo, Feng Aihong and others all came over curiously.

Xiang Nan handed the letter to them for reading.

When everyone saw it, it was indeed true.

Not only is there the letterhead of "People's Literature" magazine on the letterhead, but there is also a big red stamp at the end. I can't do it even if I want to fake it~

"Okay, Jianjun, you are really amazing~"

"Brother, you are awesome, I want to learn from you~"

"Hey, Jianjun, you are promising~"

Everyone praised it.

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Xiang Nan pretended to be modest.

"Okay, building an army, promising~" Lao Zhao also smiled, "Okay, have fun, I have to continue to deliver letters~"

...

In the evening, the son of the Cheng family became a poet, and the news that his manuscript was picked up by "People's Literature" spread throughout the Yangjiao Hutong. And with the Yangjiao Hutong as the core, it will expand rapidly outward.

People who know it are all envious and praised.

From New Year's Eve to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there was an endless stream of people who came to visit. They all wanted to see what the poet was like and hear what poems he wrote.

Cheng Jianjun was born with a good skin, tall and handsome, and gave a very good first impression. Xiang Nan, on the other hand, is really knowledgeable. He can master both Chinese and Western cultures for five thousand years.

Therefore, all those who come to visit come here on a whim, and come back with a lot of fun, and feel that the trip is worthwhile. Because of this, under their praise, Xiang Nan's reputation is getting higher and higher.

...

Back to New Year's Eve.

Because Xiang Nan made a lot of money last year and became a great poet, the Cheng family's New Year's Eve dinner was extraordinarily sumptuous. The atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is also very strong, and everyone is smiling.

The New Year's Eve dinner for Chunming's family is also good, and he has made a lot of money in the past six months, so the New Year's Eve dinner is also very rich. The whole family is happy and happy.

In contrast, the Su family's New Year's Eve dinner was much quieter.

Su Meng's job has not yet been settled. Because she lacked a chapter from the labor bureau, she couldn't get into the children's palace.

It was useless for Su Jingxuan to rush to the labor bureau every day. You pushed me, I pushed you, no one cared. His blood pressure went up with anger.

Seeing that Xiang Nan and Chunming, who are in the same hospital, are going to work again, earning extra money, and living a prosperous life, and they have graduated from high school, but they have never achieved anything, Su Meng can't help but feel so depressed that she wants to die.

In the past, she didn't know how to be anxious, and she read a novel in the courtyard all day long. Now, she is not even interested in reading, and she doesn't want to go out to meet people, so she just stays in the room every day, and even Han Chunming refuses to talk to her.

Especially today, when she heard that Xiang Nan's poems had been included in "People's Literature", she was so depressed that she couldn't even eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

She had always looked down on Chunming and Xiang Nan before, thinking that they had just graduated from junior high school and were still workers, doing hard work, dirty and tiring. When I come home from get off work, I smell like rotten eggs.

Unlike the work in the Children's Palace, singing, dancing, leisurely and decent, that's what a princess like her does.

But now it works. Xiang Nan, whom she despised, suddenly became a great poet, and his works were all published in "People's Literature". She still didn't accomplish anything, not even a serious job.

So let alone the New Year's Eve dinner, even if the dragon liver and phoenix marrow were brought to her, she would not be able to eat it.

...

Xiang Nan didn't pay attention to Su Meng's thoughts, nor did he bother to pay attention.

On the first day of the new year, he went to Cai Xiaoli's house.

"Auntie, New Year greetings to you~" Xiang Nan smiled to Cai Xiaoli's mother, Zhang Xiulan.

"Jianjun is here, hurry up and sit in the room." Zhang Xiulan said with a smile.

She is still very satisfied with her daughter's boyfriend.

Firstly, I am able to sell second-hand cars, dump eggs, and earn a lot of money. This is my skill; secondly, the conditions are also good. Dad works in the government office, mother works in the neighborhood committee, and has connections and influence; three times, this child will also be a human being.

Years ago, who would not like such a son-in-law who brought a box of octopus and a bucket of peanut oil over here to make their family live a healthy and healthy life.

Xiang Nan smiled and entered the room.

As soon as they entered the room, the sisters-in-law called out to her brother-in-law, and Cai Xiaoli was so ashamed that she picked up the broom and drove them out.

"Why are you driving them away, I think they are right~" Xiang Nan laughed.

When Cai Xiaoli heard this, she felt ashamed and embarrassed, and gave him a blank look, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to give you tickets. Tomorrow night, the People's Art Theater, "Red Detachment of Women", let's watch together." Xiang Nan laughed.

"Why do you have tickets?" Cai Xiaoli asked in surprise.