XIII. Literary Youth Literary Dreams

One

Zhang Jiayong said: "There are still them, but there are not a few anymore." ”

"Philatelic enthusiasts collect stamps, and most of them like the quadripartite, which is the kind of four stamps that are connected together and not torn, commonly known as the 'quadripartite'.

The 'monkey' stamp, if it is a 'quadripartite', is more significant than a single four single collectibles, and the price is also higher than the price of four single stamps. ”

"I still have a single new stamp for the 'Monkey' stamp, an old stamp, and a 'quadripartite' stamp in my collection. ”

Lan Xiaohua listened to it and was envious: "Alas......." When I have one, I will be content. ”

Zhang Jiayong smiled and said: "Don't worry, hurry up and marry me, a few 'monkey' stamps will be yours"

After saying that, Zhang Jiayong regretted it: Why did you start talking nonsense? It is impossible for you to marry her, and you still have to say such things, isn't this urging people to marry you? Where and where is this?

Lan Xiaohua is not stupid, she has already heard it, this is exactly what she wants to say, let Zhang Jiayong say it, which makes her a little embarrassed and a little happy: this man is so good, it is rare to be so sincere to her.

However, out of a woman's instinct, she still can't agree to marry Zhang Jiayong right away: this is a bit too fast, getting married is a woman's lifelong event, and she can't be so-so, although she can't hold it hard, but she still has to have the necessary female reserve.

Lan Xiaohua blushed slightly, and said softly: "People are not ready yet, look at you, you are so impatient." ”

Zhang Jiayong breathed a sigh of relief: You have to be cautious when you speak, but you can't do what you want anymore, if you miss it, it will be a big trouble.

Two

Zhang Jiayong hurriedly changed the subject: "You said that you like literature and have you ever written something?"

Lan Xiaohua didn't care about Zhang Jiayong's sharp turn: "I have written it, published it in the internal journal of the school where I work, and submitted it to local newspapers and magazines, but it is not long." ”

"In recent years, online novels have been surging, I have time to read them, read more, and feel that I can also write, so I registered on the website, and tried to write a novel, emotional, because I am busy with work, I am a little lazy, intermittent, and sometimes I don't update it for many days. But fortunately, most readers also understand that because there is little writing, there is no contract, and there is no shelf, so the attention is not high, so you should entertain yourself. ”

Zhang Jiayong was very interested, and shouted for Lan Xiaohua to open the computer and let him take a look.

Lan Xiaohua led Zhang Jiayong to her study.

Lan Xiaohua's study is very elegant, a desktop computer is placed, the computer desk is spotless, except for the latest issue of the "Novel Monthly", there is nothing, opposite the computer desk, is a single bed, on the bed, there is a plain flower sheet, on which is a neat stack of plain flower quilts. The house was full of feminine vibes. Faintly, there is a little bit of a feminine, talking perfume smell.

Above the computer desk, there is a wall cabinet, which is neatly filled with books. Zhang Jiayong looked up and browsed about it, mostly novels, most of them were historical novels, and a few were books of literary knowledge. On the shelves, in addition to books, there are several open certificates and medals, one of which is also a national outstanding teacher. This made Zhang Jiayong very surprised, and he was vaguely uneasy.

was watching, Lan Xiaohua said behind him, "Is there a book you like?" ”

Zhang Jiayong hurriedly turned around: "No, no, look at your book so neatly, I will mess it up as soon as I take it." ”

Lan Xiaohua smiled: "Look at you, what are you doing so politely?"

As she spoke, Lan Xiaohua casually took out a few books from the bookshelf and handed them to Zhang Jiayong: "Well, these books are what I like to read often, have you read them?"

Zhang Jiayong took it and took a look, there were Wang Shuzeng's "Korean War in the Far East", Haiyan's "Never Look Away", Tang Haoming's "Zeng Guofan" and so on. I was secretly surprised in my heart: This woman is a little interesting, she likes such books, it's not simple.

Zhang Jiayong said: "I also like to read historical novels, and most of the time, I read them over and over again, I like to read these books, and some of the storylines can be memorized."

Lan Xiaohua's eyes widened in surprise when she heard this.

Zhang Jiayong said: "Historical novels, the connotation is very rich, learning history, can give people enlightenment, reading historical novels, you can have a dialogue with the ancients, share weal and woe with the ancients, with the predecessors, joy, anger and sorrow, see the tension, you are nervous for the seniors, see the joy, you are happy for the predecessors, your thoughts, and the thoughts of the predecessors, blended together, your ideological realm, has been sublimated,"

Seeing that Zhang Jiayong liked her books so much, Lan Xiaohua felt that she had really found a soulmate, she felt that she was a little in love with this man, she looked at Zhang Jiayong intently, her eyes were full of love.

Zhang Jiayong didn't notice Lan Xiaohua's eyes, his eyes were still on the book.

Zhang Jiayong said: "When I was young, I also liked to write, in addition to work needs, I also wrote a newsletter or something, but I also wrote poetry, prose or something, but I have never written a novel, looking at those big writers, the novels written are so good, I am very envious, I want to write, but I can't write it." ”

Zhang Jiayong said, glanced back at Lan Xiaohua, and saw the light of admiration in Lan Xiaohua's eyes, and suddenly, he was a little at a loss and froze.

Three

Speaking from the heart, Zhang Jiayong doesn't want to develop too fast with Lan Xiaohua, in his heart, he wants to pursue a realm of psychological communication.

There are also many single-parent men or single-parent women around Zhang Jiayong, and now, people are used to this: the times have developed, society has progressed, and women no longer need to rely on men to support them. In addition, divorce is now more convenient than before, earlier, it was necessary to issue a certificate in the unit, and the eldest sister of the labor union in the unit also had to mediate, and the marriage was not divorced, but it had spread in the unit.

Now it's good, marriage is your own business, you don't need to trouble others anymore, as long as both parties are willing and there are no financial disputes, it will be done in minutes.

It's easier, and the divorce rate has also increased.

There are more people who are divorced, and there are more people who need to reorganize their families.

However, after a marriage change, the mentality of both men and women has also changed.

The two divorced for a variety of reasons, but there is one thing in common, that is, after the divorce, it is easier for men to remarry, most of the men are looking down, as long as the man's own conditions are not too poor, it is easy to find, lucky, a man with a child, and it is possible to find a girl.

However, it is not easy for a woman to remarry, and the woman herself thinks a lot, going out of a house and entering a door is equivalent to being reborn from the fire, which is equivalent to picking up a layer of skin. When I saw my ex-husband find a little girl, I immediately lost my balance in my heart: He's a little girl?

People are easy to be stupid when they are impulsive, everyone should pay attention to it, in the matter of marriage, women are much more deceived than men, why?

When a remarried woman is looking for a partner, the first question she encounters is not whether the man is handsome, whether the man has money, or whether the man has status.

It is a basic problem of human beings, the first time a woman and a man meet, and without saying a few words, the man comes up, and the woman is annoyed: this man, why is this like this? Don't talk about it, bye-bye.

The second man, when they met, was still the same, and the woman hesitated: this man, he looks good, if he doesn't agree, right? So I reluctantly agreed.

But after a few contacts, I found out that there were a lot of problems with this man, alas, bear the pain and cut love.

The third man, again, the woman is confused: if you don't agree, you may miss it again, if you agree, what will become of you? If you see a man like that, see you again, or like that, and feel ashamed of yourself.

Zhang Jiayong knows that there are many such things, but he doesn't want to do it, not only because he has a family, even if he is a single parent, he doesn't want to do it, traditional thinking, not used to it.

Four

But now, Zhang Jiayong is in a single-parent woman's house, alone with a beautiful woman, no matter how traditional it is, it is difficult to calm down.

Zhang Jiayong had no choice but to change the topic again: "Oh, this, this, aren't you writing novels on the computer?

Lan Xiaohua came back to her senses suddenly: "Yes, yes, come, come, see." ”

Lan Xiaohua turned on the computer, found the novel website, and asked Zhang Jiayong to read the novel "An Emotionally Lonely Woman" written by her.

Lan Xiaohua's novel "An Emotionally Lonely Woman" writes about a very talented woman, who has no talents, but also encounters an emotional crisis, in the unit, she is snubbed by her colleagues and harassed by her boss. At home, she was subjected to violence by her husband. Every day, in the morning, she went to work under pressure, and when she came back in the evening, her husband tried all kinds of ways to torture her, she felt that she couldn't hold on several times, but looking at the child, she couldn't bear it, under the huge physical and psychological pressure, she chose to leave the unit, leave the family, take the young child, and go away. Embarked on an unknown path.

Zhang Jiayong saw this, there was no more, and asked Lan Xiaohua, Lan Xiaohua was embarrassed to say to Zhang Jiayong: "I can't write anymore, I haven't updated it for a long time, and I don't know how to write it." ”

Lan Xiaohua said: "According to the usual way of writing, it should be that after this woman left the country, she worked hard, broke out of the world, made a fortune, succeeded, and then came back to be proud of her husband, such a novel ending, everyone likes to read it." However, I don't want to write like this, there are several such success examples? A woman, who has no source of livelihood and has children, is good to be able to live, how can she be successful? However, if you only write about suffering, everyone doesn't like to read it, in today's society, who is not bitter? Who is not tired? So the novel has not been updated. ”

Zhang Jiayong listened to Lan Xiaohua's words, and he didn't know how to write down all of a sudden, he still had a few books on Lan Xiaohua's bookshelf in his hand, so he said to Lan Xiaohua: "Put these books back first." ”

Lan Xiaohua took the book and wanted to put it back, but it was easy to take it down, but it was difficult to put it back, so Lan Xiaohua had to stand on the chair, separate the books on the bookshelf with one hand, and insert the other hand into it.

Zhang Jiayong instinctively went up to help Lan Xiaohua, but he didn't hold it, and the two of them fell to the ground together.