Chapter 1: Letter from the Cultural Center
One morning in the summer of 1980, Chen Hansheng was about to go out to take pictures when a postman on a permanent bicycle suddenly flew in this direction from the side road and raised his hand to Chen Hansheng, indicating that he had a letter.
Chen Hansheng, who has been an amateur author for several years, and Chen Hansheng, who wants to become a writer, quickly stood up and looked a little excited. No matter how many times he submitted his manuscripts, most of them were in vain, or even if he received an enthusiastic reply from an editor, most of them were printed in the same lead: "The manuscript is not used after discussion, thank you for your support to this journal." Although Chen Hansheng, who was infatuated with immortality, had a brief period of frustration and even a strong sense of frustration after reading the letter, he soon regained his previous firm will and daydreaming expectations that seemed to never be extinguished.
The moment he received the letter from the postman, Chen Hansheng did not forget to respond to the postman with a smile that was both polite and grateful, and then looked at the letter.
What Chen Hansheng didn't expect was that what he received this time was not a reply from any magazine, but a letter from the county cultural center. Seeing the three words of the cultural center, Chen Hansheng's mood was still excited. Before this, Chen Hansheng had heard Teacher You of the Cultural Center confide in him that the cultural stations in various towns and villages were being rectified, and the cultural stations of the commune where he worked might have to recruit people. The original intention of this enthusiastic teacher You was not only to tell him such good news, but also to suggest that he should take the initiative to go and fight for this place. Among the amateur authors in the county, Chen Hansheng is the most diligent amateur writer, who not only writes almost every day, but also often walks dozens of miles to send manuscripts to the cultural center for him to read. Chen Hansheng's behavior moved him many times and made him begin to pay attention. As a teacher who came over, of course, he can understand the difficulties of Chen Hansheng's amateur creation, so in addition to paying attention to his creation, he has been secretly fighting for him for opportunities, but he is just a tutor, he can only fight, and has no right to decide, so he can only convey such a meaning to Chen Hansheng, and imply that Chen Hansheng himself must also work hard to strive for this opportunity.
But the naΓ―ve Chen Hansheng only thought that the teacher had told him such a message, which implied that he might be selected by the commune cultural station.
When Chen Hansheng opened the letter, he already had thoughts in his mind, and felt that he had suddenly changed, no longer a survivor who relied on photography to make a living by taking pictures, but a staff member of a cultural station. In this way, he will not only be able to solve his own survival problems at once, but also be able to justifiably carry out the literary creation he wants to pursue. Of course, what is more important is not only these, but also the family pressures he has been facing. As a father who has already given birth to two children, although he has taken photography as a profession and picked up the burden of the family, he has always insisted on literary creation, but his family regards him as doing useless work, or even not doing his job. Even his grandmother, who loved him the most, was extremely dissatisfied with his behavior and nagged him to let go many times. Although his father knew that his son was a stubborn person, and he couldn't pull back what he wanted to do, and it was useless to persuade him to do what he didn't want to do, he still spared no effort to do Chen Hansheng's ideological work, and kept reminding him that he was already a man of almost thirty years old, a father of two children, and he should think more about starting a family. Although the stepmother and wife did not directly oppose it, their tacit opposition was obvious, and even more pressured for him.
When he opened the letter, the expression on Chen Hansheng's face changed from excitement to frustration all of a sudden, but soon changed from frustration to excitement. The letter from the Cultural Center did not mention the recruitment of people at the Cultural Station, but informed him that he would go to a place called Changliu in three days to hold a literary creation meeting of amateur authors for a month and a half.
Although the cultural station did not mention the recruitment of people, it is of course a happy event to participate in a county-wide amateur authors' creation meeting to improve their creative ability and make their works become lead characters for publication!
Because it was three days later, Chen Hansheng did not immediately tell his family the good news, but went to take pictures all morning. Throughout the morning photoshoot, Chen Hansheng enjoyed this secret in his heart. The joy was as if one of his manuscripts had been adopted by a magazine.
Chen Hansheng, who was so excited, still couldn't help but say to his family at the lunch table that day:
"There's a letter from the Cultural Center!"
When I heard that the cultural center had sent a letter, it was not only Chen Hansheng who was excited, but also his family. Without waiting for Chen Hansheng to give further explanations, the family members began to ask questions.
"What did the letter from the Cultural Center say? Did you enter the Cultural Center?"
"Didn't you say that the cultural station is going to recruit people? Did the cultural center notify you to go to work?"
"You love writing so much, they should have let you go to the cultural center a long time ago!"
"If you can go to the cultural center, we won't object to you writing and drawing!"
"How much money do you have a month to go to the cultural center?"
"Is going to the cultural center considered a state worker?"
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"No, no, no!" Chen Hansheng had to quickly declare.
Hearing that it was not, the family was silent.
"The cultural center is telling me to go to the meeting!" Chen Hansheng had to explain quickly, otherwise his family would further misunderstand.
"Meeting?" the father asked first, "what meeting?"
"Have a creative meeting!" Chen Hansheng said, "It's a creative class!"
My father didn't know what to create, but he only knew that it was about writing and drawing, so he further asked, "What kind of creation?
"That's right!" Chen Hansheng knew that he couldn't communicate with his father in this regard, and he didn't bother to explain further.
"Do you pay for it?" asked the grandmother, reluctantly.
"Don't give it!" Chen Hansheng said, "If it was in the past, it might have been paid by the day, but now, the land has been divided into households, and the responsibility system is over, so nothing will be given." β
The family looked at Chen Hansheng with great disappointment and confusion, what is the value of opening this kind of meeting without giving money and not giving work?
"How long?" the stepmother began to ask.
"Half a month!" Chen Hansheng said.
"Half a month!" the wife blurted out in surprise.
The family was not happy, they just shook their heads, not only did they not understand Chen Hansheng's uncontrollable excitement, but they also felt that Chen Hansheng was a little abnormal, and even could it be that he had gone mad.
"Can you not go?" asked Grandmother.
"No!" Chen Hansheng said, "it's rare to have such an opportunity! How could I not go?"
"You go, you go!" said the grandmother angrily, "I see what you can do!"
Grandmother meant: I see what you can do!
My father said, "You first make a condition to the cultural center, and if you don't give money, you won't go to this meeting! I used to be the accountant of the team, and I was given a share of work for meetings! They didn't give anything, and it wasn't a day or two, so what kind of beginning would this have!"
Chen Hansheng didn't want to answer his father, he knew that his father couldn't understand and wouldn't understand him.
"Even if you give less. "The stepmother seems to be unhappy.
Chen Hansheng pretended not to hear it, but began to feel irritable.
The wife, who has not expressed his position much, added two sentences: "Ten days and a half months, not a day or two, and I don't give a son, I'm afraid I can't say it!"
Chen Hansheng glanced at his wife and suddenly felt that she was a little strange.
The grandmother glanced at Chen Hansheng and said, "You tell them that if they don't give anything to the meeting, they can send you to the cultural center to work! Otherwise, you won't go!"
Chen Hansheng originally thought that even if his family couldn't be as excited as him, they would at least be able to support him, but now looking at this momentum, not only will no one support and understand him, but they will also resolutely oppose it. He even regretted telling his family about it, but it was impossible for him not to discuss this kind of thing with his family, after all, ten days and a half months were not a matter of one or two days.
Chen Hansheng said with a firm will, "You don't have to talk this nonsense, I will definitely participate in this meeting." β
"Don't do anything serious!" "Grandmother began that habitual nagging again, "people can't leave, ghosts scream and run away!"
Chen Hansheng wanted to get angry a little, but it was his grandmother who nagged him, and she also loved him the most since she was a child, so he endured it.
Chen Hansheng's face was full of that kind of fire that was ready to be attacked, and he suddenly turned into a pile of explosives, which made people dare not touch it. The people of the Chen family know very well that Chen Hansheng has a madman temper, and I am afraid that no one will be able to stand it when he has a seizure.
The father then asked the situation, "If you want to go, you can go, and you don't need to bring anything with you, right?
"Take the rice with you. Chen Hansheng said, "The notice is very clear, if you don't bring anything else, you will bring rice, and the accommodation will be provided by others, and the dishes will also be provided by others." β
"What?" "My father finally couldn't take it anymore, "and you still want to bring rice?"
"Then isn't this selling ass and sticking oil?" said the stepmother angrily, clearly intending to encourage others to stop it.
"Fart and yawn!!" the wife added.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Chen Hansheng was angry at his wife and the whole family, he shook his rice bowl with his hand, and shouted loudly at the same time, "I have decided this meeting! I have also taken this rice! If you want me to go, I will go, if you don't want me to go, I must go!"
"You go, you go!" said to her beloved grandson, "if you want to go, why do you have to drop this bowl?
The father was obviously angry, but Chen Hansheng was no longer a child, but the father of two children, and the father said, "If you have something to say, tell everyone well, how can you be so decent, and suddenly lose your temper and fall the bowl? No wonder some people have said since you were a child that you are a crazy person, you are really a madman!"
Chen Hansheng suddenly realized that his behavior was a bit excessive, but he was also secretly proud, whenever he wanted to make a decision, he was always opposed by his family, and it only ended with his final tantrum, and of course it was also a victory for him. It's just that this victory is often still temporary, and the days that follow are still the struggle between his will and his family.
Of course, Chen Hansheng did not expect that although he won this struggle, he would lose even more badly in the next battle, and let him travel through the past and be reborn into the future.