The other is the Chinese writer Mo Yan, who won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2012. When the reporter asked him how he felt about winning the Nobel Prize in Literature, he humorously said: "It's to welcome you!" ”

Both of them are very powerful world-class writers. In addition to being able to write, they are also more intelligent and quick to respond. This may be the reason why I, an ordinary literature lover, can't be a great writer.

I'm a woodman by nature, and I'm a little sluggish. But why did I choose the path of literature and become obsessed? That's because I'm emotionally rich, not in general, but extraordinarily rich, and I want to use my strengths to cover up my shortcomings, I don't know if it's okay?

Of course, in addition to itself, it also depends on the strong support of readers and friends.

I know I'm a slow lover of literature, I can't improvise, and I have to think about something for a while to figure it out. For example, I may fall for someone else's slow response, but I will recall it after I have been fooled.

After reminiscing, I will know that I have been fooled again, and then I will make amends. It's a bit of a remedy.

Judging from the incident just now, my cousin Henan is a wise person. He used a method of shedding the shell of a golden cicada, and it was a serial scheme.

He asked the tricycle rider to replace me first, so I could get on the tricycle with him, and it was just a foreshadowing. When we got to a crowded place, the two of us got off the bus together.

After we got out of the car, the three-wheeled man tried to chase after him, but was stopped by the "wounded". Yu Nan may have calculated this move to let that person replace me.

This kind of serial plan requires a certain IQ to come up with. This IQ may also be the reason why my cousin was able to survive in that sinister environment in Chenghai.

But by the time I wrote this novel, he was dead. He was only forty-five or sixteen years old when he died, which can be regarded as a young death. As for how he died, I heard that it was a car accident.

It is said that he had a drink with friends one night and then rode home on his motorcycle, only to be hit by a car in the middle of the motorcycle, killing him instantly. There are different theories about the cause of the crash.

Some say it was an accident, others say it was a deliberate murder. My cousin is doing business in Chenghai, and he can eat all the ways. Of course, such a person is a person who cannot be sustained, and a person who offends an inexhaustible person. So I also have some faith in the deliberate murder. In conclusion, the cause of his death has always been a mystery.

Writing this, I suddenly remembered some of my impressions of my cousin in southern Henan when I was a child. Although my cousin is paralyzed and my cousin is also polio, Xiaoduo always has a confident and cheerful smile no matter where he goes to relatives.

A person, you can destroy his leg and make him a disabled person, but you can't destroy his will, his temperament and his courage.

Yu Nan knew that his family was poor, but his ambition had never been poor, and he had never lost his temperament. Yes, some people, you can make him lose, but you can't make him lose his temperament. This is actually a valuable spirit.

As Hemingway wrote in "The Old Man and the Sea": A person is not born to be defeated, you can destroy him, but you can't defeat him.

As time passed, I had been working at the Henan Hotel for more than a month. In addition, although a lot of things have happened in more than a month, the good thing is that every time the danger has been saved and nothing has happened.

My cousin paid me more than two hundred dollars, and I also bought a new set of clothes. I can finally appear in front of people in a new way. For love, I was afraid, scared, bored, and I really didn't dare to ask for anything.

However, it doesn't mean that if you don't pursue love, love won't find you. For a while, I did hand in the peach blossom luck.

To the south of the Henan Hotel, half a mile away, there is a small toy factory, in which there are four girls who are also close to us, and they also frequent the Henan Hotel.

The four girls are 22-year-old Qinglian, 19-year-old Xiaoqing, 18-year-old Xiaohua and 15-year-old Xiaomei.

Because they are all frequent customers of Henan Hotel, we have slowly become familiar with each other after a long time.

One day, Wang Tonghe said to me: "Xiaojian, have you noticed that the black chubby girl (referring to Qinglian) always likes to look at you." "Nope." I say.

"She must have liked you. I'll find someone to help you pick it up in two days. Wang Tonghe said.

I originally thought that Wang Tonghe might just talk casually, but I didn't expect that two days later, he really found someone, and this person was Qinglian's golden partner Xiaohua.

That Xiaohua is a very smart and very good girl, she is slender and has a lot of temperament. After Wang Tonghe told her about this, she said that she was willing to help, so she went to find out Qinglian's mouth first.

It just so happened that Qinglian's family was not engaged, and she had a good impression of me, so she expressed her willingness to associate with me. We have a clear relationship.

To be honest, because of the countless failures before, I don't want to be in love anymore. However, since someone has sent it to your door, you might as well talk about giving it a try. I'm just going to focus on the majesty and take out the means of chasing girls in the past.

Every morning when the first pot of steamed buns came out, I hurriedly took out a few, ran to Qinglian's factory, handed them to her in the gap in the iron gate, and then ran back. It made Wang Tonghe only look at me and smile.

Finally one day, we had our first date. That day, Xiao Rui's fellow countryman He Gongxian came to me and told me that Xiao Rui was now working in Lian Xia Toy Factory, and asked me if I wanted to go to him.

I said, "I don't have time now, I'll talk about it when I have time." When He Gongxian heard me say this, he returned my duffel bag to me and left. After he left, the hotel was no longer busy, so I went to find Qinglian.

As soon as I shouted below, Qinglian said yes crisply, and went downstairs happily while agreeing. When I got down, I took my duffel bag and said to her, "Is it okay to put your bag here?" "Zhonga." She said.

After speaking, he looked at me affectionately with two eyes, and kept swallowing and foaming at the mouth. I was silent for a while, and Qinglian couldn't help but ask me, "Then are you okay?" "Nope." I say.

"Just a little thing, let me come down too." She grumbled. "Then you come out, let's go for a walk together." "Okay." With that, she opened the iron door and walked out.

"Aren't you asking for leave?" "Our factory has a power outage today and has a day off." "Then let's run and play." "Where to go?" Qinglian asked. "By the sea, okay?" I asked. "Whatever you want." She said.

Then, I went back to the Henan Hotel, asked my cousin for leave, rode my old bicycle, and ran to the beach in Chenghai with Qinglian. Like the other men and women on dates, we took a walk around the beach, then took a few more photos and came back.

Through this date, I discovered that every time Qinglian was with me, she always loved to spit and look like she was dripping, and she didn't have self-control compared to me. This has increased my self-confidence even more.

The hotel is running as usual, with some personnel changes. First of all, Henan's sister and nephew came from their hometown. They just couldn't find anything to do, so they first helped out in the restaurant with some chores and mixed food.

A few days later, my cousin's uncle, a short and thin old man with a pockmarked face, also came to the hotel to help at the invitation of my cousin.

To be honest, I've been working at the Henan Hotel for nearly two months, and I haven't seen my cousin yet. Who is my cousin? What does her true face look like?

What is the difference between this strong woman who can withstand the pressure and resolutely unite with a disabled person? Is he a heroine, a middle woman's husband? It's something I'm very concerned about.

Within a few days, my little wish came true.

One morning, Wang Tonghe and I were busy working when we saw my cousin coming over with a woman on a bicycle. I didn't have to ask to know that she was her cousin-in-law who had just finished confinement.

I hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Cousin." Unexpectedly, the woman didn't even snort, and walked directly into the hotel with her head held high. Looking around the corner, one will say that this thing is not put away, and the other will say that the thing is misplaced, and find a lot of faults.

This article is from the book king novel