Lin Yi remembered that he was harassed by a large group of reporters not long ago, including a self-proclaimed "Jiang Lifu", who was a special editor of the "Dahe Newspaper", and I heard that he was also a radio celebrity. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a pity that Lin Yi doesn't pay much attention to this aspect, and he doesn't know where he came from. In order to avoid trouble, he said that he would take the initiative to ask him for an interview in the future.

These were originally just polite words, and Lin Yi didn't plan to really contact him, but he didn't expect the other party to take it seriously, and now he took the initiative to find it, think about it, he is indeed quite like that.

To put it more bluntly, he teased others first, no wonder people would do this.

Lin Yi was sorry in his heart, and his face showed embarrassment.

"How is it, Mr. Lin Yi, do you know me now?" Jiang Lifu asked with a smile.

Lin Yi nodded, "That...... How did you know I was here? ”

Jiang Lifu shrugged his shoulders freely and said, "I went to your company, but I didn't expect ......" and stopped talking.

Lin Yi took over the conversation: "I didn't expect to be expelled." ”

"That's true. So I disbanded the interview team and wondered where someone like you would leave the company if someone like you liked to buy used books left the company...... Soon I thought about it and, fortunately, I guessed it right. ”

"You're amazing, you can go and buy lottery tickets so accurately."

Jiang Lifu smiled and said, "Okay, don't joke with Mr. Lin--- I'll give you this book, and I should make amends to you." As he spoke, he handed the packaged book to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi didn't have to guess to know that it must be the book "Narcissus", so he declined: "You don't have to, you should keep this book for yourself." ”

Jiang Lifu couldn't help but glance at Lin Yigao, as a reporter, he has come into contact with many people who love books, and many people sometimes get carried away when they encounter their favorite books, and there are really few people who know how to measure like Lin Yi.

"Mr. Lin, don't be polite, this book was originally yours, and I bought it because I wanted to make a joke with you...... Could it be that Lin Yi is still angry with me? Jiang Lifu smiled sincerely.

Seeing this, Lin Yi was embarrassed to refuse again, took the book and said, "Okay then, thank you." As for the money for the book......"

Jiang Lifu laughed, "It's just two hundred, it's just a gift from me---

Lin Yi smiled: "That's not two hundred, but 2,000 in the hands of collectors." ”

Jiang Lifu said: "That's better, I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, you owe me a favor first." ”

Lin Yi smiled: "Tell me bluntly, why did you interview me?" "I won't go around in circles with this Jiang reporter anymore.

Jiang Lifu glanced at Lin Yi, "Don't you know, now you have been promoted to the youngest fourth-grade player--- so I am full of curiosity about you." ”

It's upgraded again, how does he know?

Lin Yi was taken aback, looked at him, and wondered, "You also play with books?" ”

Jiang Lifu smiled, "I'm ashamed, I'm just involved in this circle, but I'm not a professional player." ”

Lin Yi believed this sentence, after all, people have a proper occupation,

Lin Yi said again: "But I always think you are very mysterious. ”

Jiang Lifu smiled and asked, "Doesn't Mr. Lin watch TV and read newspapers?" "That means I'm so popular, you don't even know me.

Lin Yi's old face turned red and said, "I only like to read, and I rarely watch TV." ”

"No wonder, many people know me, but Mr. Lin ignores me." Jiang Lifu smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "Actually, I recently opened a book talk column in the newspaper, hoping to find a few senior book hunters and tell their stories. ”

"You're not going to let me tell stories, I can't afford the word 'senior'." Lin Yi really didn't want to be in such a senseless limelight.

Jiang Lifu seemed to see through his thoughts, his face was straight, and he said: "From the capital to Jinling, there are countless bigwigs playing books in the north and south, but few of us in the Central Plains can show their faces to compete with them, Mr. Lin, you are the first ---."

Lin Yi smiled bitterly, he just went to the used book stall to buy old books, when did he become so great.

"Brother Jiang, I don't understand, a famous reporter like you can do interviews in other columns, so why should you be obsessed with old books?" Lin Yi changed the subject.

Jiang Lifu smiled, "Brother Lin, then delay you for a while, listen to me tell me the reason for this." ”

After a little contemplation, Jiang Lifu began to speak---

"More than 40 years ago, I had hundreds of books at home. In that poor and white mountain village, my family can be regarded as a scholarly family. Although books were not sought after in those days, books of thickness or thinness, large and small, were preserved in perfect condition. Credit to my grandfather. According to my grandfather, most of these books were purchased before the liberation, and they have long been out of print and have no price.

In those years, the village had 'detoxified weeds' every once in a while. Our family has rightly become a 'focus on the spot'. In order to protect this precious property that cannot be duplicated, grandpa was always worried and racked his brains to collect books and protect books. Either they hid the books in the sweet potato cellar, or in the donkey pen, or rested on the eaves, or dug a 'book hole' in the wall of the thatched house, or simply carried the books to the mountains and dug a pit and buried them, and finally the books survived the catastrophe.

Countless late nights, my grandfather tied the door, closed the door tightly, blocked the window, lit the dim oil lamp, and taught us to read and write. To be on the safe side, the sound of reading must be low and quiet, and there must be one person on duty every night. The so-called duty is to keep watch in the yard to prevent outsiders from peeping and eavesdropping. Luckily, our secrecy was foolproof and never discovered.

After the reform and opening up, a dusty book came out of the ground and saw the light of day again. Under my grandfather's teaching, my father, uncle, four aunts, and I, who was short and thin, began to come into contact with these simple and heavy books openly. "Journey to the West", "Three Words and Two Beats", "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness", "Big Eight Righteousness", "Bao Gong Case", "Yue Fei Biography", "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", ...... Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, around the rustic bookshelf, desperately sucking the rain and dew of knowledge, one vivid story after another, sentence after sentence of frustration, nourishing our souls, enriching our lives, although life is poor, the spirit is very high.

In the years that followed, as our work and life continued to change, my family and I shared a sense that there were more and more books on the shelves and fewer and fewer books to read. In the past, I stood in front of the bookshelf when I had nothing to do, looked at them, caressed them, looked through them reverently, absorbed the power of knowledge from them, asked them about the confusion of life, and communicated silently with each other as if facing sincere friends. But now, the bookshelves are getting more and more upscale, and the types of books are becoming more and more diverse, and books have become a kind of decoration, an ordinary object to decorate the façade, and a general substance to show off. In particular, the old books that have been handed down by the family, although they have not been discarded and given a place on the high shelves, are like sleeping wise men, and they do not know when they will wake up.

During the Qingming Festival, I got together with my elders to pay tribute to my grandfather and told them about my confusion, but I didn't expect them to have the same thoughts as me. For this reason, after careful consideration, I plan to open a column dedicated to talking about books and collecting old books, so as to recreate the pure reading atmosphere that used to exist, and let the strong fragrance of books infiltrate the courtyard, infiltrate the heart, and infiltrate the ...... life."

After listening to Jiang Lifu's words, Lin Yi was stunned. Because from these words, Lin Yi clearly saw a real reader who loved to read. Even Lin Yi has some embarrassment, although he has a lot of books, how many have he really read? Aren't many of them also placed on shelves as window coverings and decorations?

"So Mr. Lin, you understand now, why am I looking for you, why did I open such a column...... With the rise of television, computers, and mobile phones, book culture, paper culture, and the words they carry have gradually declined, and people would rather read books with their mobile phones than read them with books. A lot of valuable knowledge left to us by our ancestors is contained in old books and between the lines of ancient Chinese words; If we don't work hard to mine and dig, these treasures will be lost, and then we will lose not only these rare books, but also the priceless knowledge carried in them. ”

After Jiang Lifu said this, he looked at Lin Yi with his eyes, waiting for him to reply.

Lin Yi's mind fluctuated, and he didn't know how to reply to the other party. That's right, it seems that doing an interview is really simple, and it is also doing a public welfare activity, but Lin Yi knows the "depth of water" in it, especially a column of a famous reporter like this, if you participate in it, don't think about it easily. Besides, like such a book talk column that can be popular, there must be many people who want to squeeze in, and they are raised so high at a young age, how can those seniors in the book talk industry be embarrassed, and how do big bibliophiles look at it? Since ancient times, there is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, and literati like to despise each other, are they really willing to be this "budding bird"?

Seeing that Lin Yi was still hesitating, Jiang Lifu said again: "In fact, this is also the benefit of your promotion to a 'four-grade player'--- help you become famous and become popular!" ”

In Jiang Lifu's opinion, this may be something that many people can't ask for, but Lin Yi smiled bitterly, many people are willing to be famous, but he wants to keep a low profile, the reason is very simple, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong.

Just when Lin Yi was in a dilemma, his mobile phone suddenly rang, and when he looked at the number, it turned out to be the elder sister Lin Xue calling.

When she answered the phone, Lin Xue's first sentence was: "Bao'er has an accident---! (To be continued.) )