It rained for the first time this year in Beijing, and the ticking sound under the eaves was like sending a telegram in clear code, reporting to people the good news that spring was coming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The magazine "Science and Technology for Agricultural and Sideline Production" was originally a publication founded by several retired military cadres in order to serve the troops' agricultural and sideline production; after the military completely ceased production and operation, it became a magazine that mainly served the local "three rural" areas, and also served as a guide for the pig and vegetable breeding work of the grassroots companies.

The editorial office of the magazine is located in a corner of the compound of a military organ, and it is located in an independent two-story building, which was originally a small family factory within the army. The editor-in-chief, deputy editor-in-chief, editorial director, editor-in-chief, as well as text editors, art editors, and typists of the magazine's editorial department are all on the second floor, and the first floor is the publishing, distribution, advertising, and office departments.

Several editors in the editorial department are all young people, among them, except for Fei Aijun, who has a Beijing hukou and is considered a Beijinger, the other people belong to the "North Drift", and they are all young people from other provinces who were recruited to work in the editorial department after graduating from university.

When they go to work, the editors are busy with their own work, and during the break after lunch at noon, they like to get together to brag and chat, all over the world, all over the world, clouds and mountains, fog and swamps, nothing to talk about, nothing to discuss, the location is generally in Room 205 of Cui Dalin and Chen Fufu's office.

Chen is a talent, is a rich child, his hometown is in Shanxi, when he came out of his mother's belly, he held the keys to two houses in his hand, although he also lived in the countryside with his grandparents when he was a child, but his father had already begun to make a career in the provincial capital of his hometown. Chen Quanquan is enthusiastic and bold, but he is not informal, his life style is a little lazy, his laughter is very low, and his voice is particularly high.

"This god is really annoying, ask someone to take a bath, and don't boil the water hot, ahhh Wu Wei sat down on a chair across from Chen's desk, sneezed, and ran his palms through his rain-soaked hair to say to several other people in the room.

Wu Wei is not tall, thin, a native of Lu'an, Anhui Province, and a child who grew up in a poor mountainous area. He lives a frugal life and eats simply, as long as he has a bowl of rice, whatever he orders is a meal, and he never eats more than ten yuan at noon. Wu Wei's office roommate is a retired old secretary of a leading organ of a certain army, who was hired by the magazine to be in charge of article proofreading and text checking, and Wu Wei usually has not much to say to him, if he doesn't have much to do, he either goes to Cui Dalin and Chen Fufu's office, or to Fei Aijun's art editing office.

Chen Quanfu held a large thermos cup, took a sip of fragrant tea, and said to Wu Wei with a smile: "This kind of weather is good, my favorite thing in the year is March, the spring rain is continuous, the trees are green and red." ”

The location of the editorial office is not too far from where Fei Aijun's family lives, but he generally doesn't go home for lunch, he likes to laugh and joke with his colleagues in the office after lunch, and there is nothing good to eat at home with his father. Fei Aijun just ate a bowl of beef stewed noodles in a small restaurant near the editorial office with a few editors, which was cheap and convenient, and he used a bamboo skewer to pick between his teeth, and then Chen Fufu said: "I like October the most, the autumn is high and cool, and the melons and fruits are fragrant." ”

Wu Wei called himself a "poor middle peasant", he listened to the words of two "capitalists" that he called himself, and said stupidly: "I am not as elegant as you, my favorite is February, which is generally 28 days, and at most 29 days can receive a month's salary." ”

Cui Dalin flipped through the newspaper in his hand, and also joined in the excitement and said to Wu Wei: "I think you are usually the most economically minded, if you say it, I like summer the most, and I won't freeze if I don't have money to buy clothes to wear." ”

Wu Wei found the allies, and happily continued Cui Dalin's words: "It's very good, if you say so, I also like winter, and I can drink some northwest wind when I really have nothing to eat." ”

Chen Fufu looked down on the "poor middle peasants" a little, and said to Wu Wei: "You say that you are vulgar, and when you speak, you feed your mouth and fill your stomach, so you can't develop some elegant habits." ”

Wu Wei said nonchalantly: "I don't have elegant habits, only vulgar hobbies, the first is to eat, the second is to drink, but I don't like and don't have the capital to eat and drink like some children of rich families." ”

Fei Aijun disagreed with Wu Wei's division of "class elements", saying that he had no house, no car, and no girlfriend in Beijing, and could only be regarded as an "urban poor" and could not be called a "capitalist". His living habits are somewhat similar to Chen Quanquan's, and his views on many issues are also close to Chen Quanquan's, and he said to his "ally" Chen Quanquan: "You have to be considerate of Wu Wei's difficulties, his family is recently preparing to build a house, in order to send more money to his parents, he has not eaten meat for three days, and now he drools when he sees a shoe brush made of pig hair." ”

"Chen Quanfu doesn't know what it's like to send money to his parents, he is twenty-six or seventeen years old, and the umbilical cord connecting his mother has not been broken, so he has to call his mother for instructions." Wu Wei said to Fei Aijun seriously, "After he fell in love, as some people said, his salary was moonlight, his girlfriend's face was like frost, he looked up at the bright moon, and looked down to think of his mother." As soon as I called home, I said, Mom, you can send me some more money, don't let my dad know. This is just like what some people say, some young people like to nibble on pork ribs, and some young people like to nibble on their parents. ”

Chen Fufu was most disgusted by some people saying that he "gnawed the old" and "fought for his father", and he refuted Wu Wei with a red face and said: "I have never regarded having money in the family as a good thing, and the superior family conditions are like a pair of wings, which are called tigers with wings when they are installed on a tiger, and bats when they are installed on a mouse." I don't want to be a tiger, I don't want to be a rat, I just want to live a normal life. I admit that I am a moonshine clan, and I agree with some people's opinions, eat all of them, be healthy, save money for medical treatment, and ------"

"Yes, today you have money to get drunk today, and you won't have money to drink cold water tomorrow." Fei Aijun supported Chen Fufu.

"In principle, I don't rely on my parents, otherwise I would have been the boss of my father's business in my hometown. I want to make my own way out there, but it's not time to accumulate money yet. Chen Quanfu nodded to Fei Aijun, who agreed with his statement, to show his gratitude, and then said to Wu Wei, "You don't always think that Lao Tzu's money can be used casually, now not only 'Lao Tzu', but even 'Confucius' and 'Mencius' money are conditional for you to use." I know, you can't understand this at the moment, always think that other people's money is spent happily, the last time we met in the supermarket together the fat aunt shopping with a big bag, covered in gold and silver, the payment is a lot of money, you saw that your eyes were straight, I can't get into her belly and reincarnate again. ”

"What kind of capital accumulation are you doing, go back to your hometown and sell the two houses under your name, and you have living expenses in Beijing for the rest of your life. I don't envy the rich woman who is dressed in gold and silver, I'm just curious. Wu said sourly.

"The house in my name is not owned by me personally, I once proposed to my father to sell the house in my hometown and buy a small two-bedroom unit in Beijing, and he listened to my words and shook his head like a rattle. He doesn't listen to me, I don't listen to him, he wants me to go home to inherit the family industry and be a money-making machine, I don't agree! ”

"That's why your girlfriend blows the lamp with you!" Wu Wei gloated a little.

"Blow it, blow it, there are really a lot of beauties in Beijing, let's find one after blowing, I'm open-minded, and I can fit a lot of women in it."

Chen Quanfu said disapprehantly.

"You got along well a few days ago, why did you blow it again, you've only been together for a few months?" Cui Dalin asked Chen Fuful.

"We've been talking for nearly half a year, we are in love in the middle of winter in the first year, and in the spring of the second year, the fruit of love in the opposite season has dried up before it ripens. It is said that the time we get along is not short, I have a fellow who is a sales manager in a home appliance company, he is full of love letters, he wants to chase when he sees a girl, and the speed of changing girlfriends is similar to the change of face in Sichuan opera, it can be said that it is 'changing with each passing day', and he can keep in touch with others for a few weeks, even if he is an 'old husband and wife'. ”

"However, the girlfriend you just talked about and blew off is really beautiful, Xi Shi can be ashamed to throw herself into the river when she sees it, Diao Chan will jump off the cliff with jealousy, I can see that you are very attentive to her, and the two of them go out together either holding their waists or hooking their shoulders, like conjoined babies who have not undergone separation surgery." Cui Dalin said to Chen Quanfu with a smile again. (To be continued.) )