Gogarin thought to himself, this old guy is really welcome, he really regards himself as a relative. If it weren't for the face of Liu Qiaozhen's eldest sister Liu Qiaoying, this old guy would have to be ousted. Alas, now they are relatives, and they are bogey! It's hard to shoot yourself, so you can only look at God.

After eating, Gogarin followed his father and uncle to the grave of his grandfather and grandmother.

The ancestral grave is on a sunny hillside behind the village. The two mounds are covered with dense thatch. The two old men have been gone for more than ten years. To be honest, Gogarin's impression of the two old men was very vague.

Gao Yude took out some snacks and fruit and oil cakes and placed them on the stone offering table; He took out another handful of yellow laminated paper and lit it and burned it.

Then Gao Yu dragged Gao Yuzhi and Gao Garin to kneel down and snort. Gao Yuzhi hadn't knelt for many years, so he naturally hesitated, and Gao Yude's face immediately darkened. Gao Yuzhi had no choice but to kneel down. In this case, let alone the director of the regional labor bureau, no matter how big the official is, it is useless.

The three of them kowtowed three times in a row. Gao Jialin and Gao Yuzhi stood up. Gao Yude fell to the ground and cried bitterly. It's embarrassing this time, Gao Jialin can't squeeze out tears anyway, it's up to Gao Yuzhi.

Gao Yuzhi was a leader and professional in the end, and soon burst into tears, taking out a handkerchief and wiping his tears. Seeing that he was crying more and more, Gogarin secretly admired it in his heart!

After the two brothers cried for a while, Gao Yuzhi helped his brother up. Gao Yude wiped his tears and said, "Our parents...... When you live...... Suffered a great sin......"

Gao Yuzhi said very guiltily: "I've been outside, I haven't taken good care of the elderly, and I feel sad when I think about it." Now that I have returned to my hometown to work, I will try my best to help you in the future. If there is any difficulty, you can just say it. ”

Gao Yude was stunned for a moment and said: "Our old couple are also people who are about to enter the earth, and now the family has food and clothing, and Garin is about to marry a daughter-in-law." Everything was fine, nothing was wrong. But your nephew, who is still a member of Gaojia Village, said that he will soon be able to enter the association, and I don't know if it will work? ”

When Gao Yuzhi heard this, he patted Gao Yude on the shoulder and said, "Big brother, don't worry about this." Garin's qualifications are very good, and the mayor praised him at a meeting a while ago, and it is natural for him to join the Writers' Association, and he doesn't need anyone's help at all. He turned his head and asked Gogarin, "Garin, did you say?" ”

Gao Jialin smiled bitterly and said, "Erda, I have already told me about this several times. Let him not worry, don't worry, he likes to worry nonsense. There is a process for everything, my novel has only been published for less than half a month, and it will take a while for the Writers' Association to recruit members. ”

"That's right! The baby is right! Big brother, don't worry about it! Gao Yuzhi turned his head and said to Gao Yude.

Hearing his son and younger brother say this, Gao Yude finally put his mind at ease.

The dinner of the day was dragged hard by Gao Minglou and went to his house to eat. In addition to Gao Yude, Gao Yuzhi, Gao Jialin, Gao Minglou, Ma Zhansheng, Gao Shuangxing, and even Liu Qiaozhen were called over to sit with Gao Jialin.

Originally, according to the rules of northern Shaanxi, women were not allowed to sit at the table. However, Liu Qiaozhen is the link between Gao Jialin and Gao Minglou, and naturally it is also the link between Gao Minglou and Gao Yuzhi, so she made an exception and let her be on the table.

Gao Jialin naturally knew what Gao Minglou was planning, this was a hint to him, our two families are relatives, you don't want to come nonsense.

Gao Jialin was very helpless, he couldn't let Liu Qiaozhen be in a dilemma, he felt uncomfortable. had to let Gao Minglou climb relatives.

Gao Yuzhi didn't want to come here, but his brother Gao Yude didn't agree, so he had to go and eat this meal! First, the two families are relatives who are cornering. Second, everyone's surname is Gao, and third, Gao Minglou is the leader of Gaojia Village, so he can't hurt his face.

When these three reasons were spoken, Gao Yuzhi had no choice but to go.

Gao Minglou is going to do something, he put Gao Yude in the middle of the upper seat, Gao Yuzhi and Ma Zhansheng sat on both sides, Gao Jialin and Liu Qiaozhen sat next to Gao Yuzhi, and he sat down in the lower seat.

Meals came up quickly. The huge red paint table of the Eight Immortals is packed with plates, basins, large bowls, small bowls, mountain delicacies and seafood. It seems that this guy has been corrupt for so many years!

Gao Minglou rose up and sprinkled. The first cup was full, and his hands were raised in front of Gao Yude. Gao Yude took the wine glass tremblingly, and drank a glass of wine, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. The changes in the past few months have made him fall into a dream.

After the group finished eating, Gao Yude was overwhelmed by alcohol, and Gao Jialin helped his second uncle Gao Yuzhi to get into the car for his father. Halfway through, Gao Yuzhi suddenly asked, "Garin, how is your relative?" ”

Gao Jialin smiled bitterly, "Erda, no matter how you say it, he is also my sister-in-law's father-in-law, and there are some things that I can't say." But my novel is still quite vividly written, hehe! ”

Gao Yuzhi laughed, patted Gao Garin on the shoulder and said, "You little slippery head!" When I went back to the regional writers' association, I remember to come to see my second uncle often, and let your younger brother Jiaping learn more from you. ”

Gao Jialin sent Gao Yuzhi away and sighed. No one is a fuel-efficient lamp!

Ma Zhansheng is worthy of being an old fritter who is well-connected and can make trouble, and within two days, he asked Gao Minglou to deliver the message. It is said that he has already submitted his application for the qualification of the writer's association, and there is no big problem. Not long after the establishment of the Yan'an Writers' Association, there was still a vacancy in the staffing, and after Gao Jialin entered, he was a third-level writer, with an iron job bowl and high welfare, except for regularly writing articles for the journals of the Writers' Association, there was nothing to do.

Gao Jialin was overjoyed, he had traveled for so long, and he was finally about to have an organization, and he could get rid of his identity as a peasant. He only told Liu Qiaozhen about this matter and told her to keep it secret. If you talk nonsense in advance, it is difficult to guarantee that someone will be jealous and give you a random complaint.

Liu Qiaozhen was naturally very happy, and she was tight-lipped, and she didn't say anything about the standard killing.

The work of the writers' association still has to go through the process, and it will take a month or two no matter how fast it is. Gao Jialin has two things at the moment, to complete "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" as soon as possible, and the marriage with Liu Qiaozhen.

The small courtyard in the county town has almost been cleaned up, and Gao Jialin has already moved in advance in order to catch up with the manuscript of "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty". If he were to catch up on the manuscript with an oil lamp in the cave, he would be afraid that his eyes would really go blind.

This small courtyard is very quiet, put up a desk, rush to get up, and no one disturbs. Gogarin is more efficient!

The only problem is that no one takes care of him, except for occasionally going to rub Zhang Kenan for dinner, most of the time Liu Qiaozhen sends him some semi-finished products, and he makes do with it himself. Gao Jialin thought about how happy he would be if Liu Qiaozhen lived here. However, the two of them have not yet gotten married after all, so Liu Qiaozhen will be pointed out by Qianfu. So it's just Gogarin's fantasy.

Gogarin was wholeheartedly revising the draft, and he could not have imagined that his novel "The Spring" had been completely fermented and was setting off a frenzy.

Recently, letters from young readers across the country are flying like snowflakes to the magazine Contemporary, and if they fall on Gogarin, they will completely cover and drown him.

He couldn't imagine it at all.

A great discussion on the life and destiny of young intellectuals is about to unfold vigorously in a big way that lasts for more than half a year and spreads across the country, from CCTV, People's Daily, and Xinhua News Agency to rural colleges and universities.

Although the protagonist is called Ma Defu and is not Gogarin, as a semi-autobiographical character, Gogarin's own experience has received unprecedented attention and discussion.

The problem of Ma Zhansheng and Gao Minglou is no longer something that Gao Jialin can cover up without speaking out. Ma Zhansheng has quickly understood this. Gao Minglou still felt that it didn't matter, and he didn't make any big mistakes.

When the two of them met again, Ma Zhansheng looked desperate, his hair had begun to turn gray in just a few days. Gao Minglou still felt that there would be no big deal, he and Gao Jialin were relatives, and Gao Jialin couldn't fix him.

"Ming Lou, what you think is too simple!" Ma Zhansheng shook his head helplessly, "Gao Jialin just lit a fire, how big this fire burns and where it burns, he can't control it at all!" Now even if Gogarin stands up and preaches everywhere that it has nothing to do with you, it is useless! ”

"What? I didn't do anything bad, why did you deal with me? Gao Minglou stood up indignantly and complained loudly.

"It's not you who is dealing with Gao Minglou now, nor is it me who is a horse Zhansheng!" Ma Zhansheng saw this turmoil very clearly, "This is a movement to comprehensively rectify rural cadres from top to bottom!" What fell were thousands of Gaoming Towers and thousands of horses! ”

"How is that possible?!" Gao Minglou was stunned by Ma Zhansheng's words, sat on the kang with his buttocks, and couldn't get up for a long time, "Can an article by his Gao Jialin cause such a big storm?" How could he be so capable? ”

"Alas, you still don't get it!" Ma Zhansheng sighed, "This is a sport!" Gogarin's article is only an introduction, and he is indeed not so capable, but no one can predict how much of a storm a literati pen can stir up, not even themselves! ”

"What should I do then?" Gao Minglou was at a loss and asked Ma Zhansheng for advice.

"What else can I do, actively admit my mistakes, and strive for leniency from the organization!" Ma Zhansheng gave the worst plan, "If I were you, I would quickly convene a village-wide meeting in accordance with the spirit of the document, actively promote the joint production contract responsibility system, and divide the fields and contract the production to the households." Don't be clever anymore and engage in your production responsibility group. The more proactive you are, the lower the penalty is likely to be. ”。

"What about you?" Gao Minglou asked Ma Zhansheng weakly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"What else can I do? Write a review! Ma Zhansheng has also seen it, "The deputy director of the Labor Bureau is definitely going to be removed, and now he has to find a way to keep his job, don't give him a public position, just go out and be a farmer!" ”