Gao Jialin stopped, saw that Liu Qiaozhen skillfully lit a fire, put the pot, and poured water. When the water is boiling, cut the green onion and beat the egg. Smooth and skilled, much better than his own clumsiness.

Gogarin watched from the sidelines, feeling warm all over. has such a capable and beautiful daughter-in-law, it is really her eight lifetimes of accumulated virtue.

Gao Jialin walked behind Liu Qiaozhen and hugged her with both hands, feeling extremely warm.

"Oops, nasty! How do you cook when you hug someone? Okay, okay, don't make a fuss, the water is boiling! ”

Liu Qiaozhen slapped Gao Jialin's hand away, put the noodles into the boiling water, and got busy in an orderly manner.

Within 10 minutes, two large bowls of steaming eggs and scallion noodles were served on the table, and Liu Qiaozhen poured a spoonful of sesame oil into Gao Jialin's bowl and dripped a few drops into her bowl.

Gogarin stopped doing it and had to replace the two bowls. Liu Qiaozhen had to give her bowl a few more drops. Finally, there is oil and spicy seeds, add a spoonful to a bowl, red and bright, and look exceptionally good.

This bowl of noodle soup is clear and flavorful, red and white, and a few green onions are embellished, which is fragrant and appetizing.

Gao Jialin and Liu Qiaozhen served a bowl of it, picked up chopsticks and snorted and ate it, which felt much better than eating Shanghai's expensive local dishes.

After eating the noodles and drinking the soup cleanly, Gogarin stroked his stomach and collapsed in his chair.

"Ouch, it's beautiful! Qiaozhen's bowl of noodles will not be changed for a mountain and sea delicacies! ”

Liu Qiaozhen grinned, "Today is noodles, not very fragrant!" Tomorrow I'll make you hand-rolled noodles and buy some meat to make cheeks, that's delicious! ”

As soon as Gogarin heard it, the sense of the picture immediately appeared, and saliva began to secrete.

Everywhere is not as good as at home, and the food everywhere is not as delicious as the wife makes! This is Gogarin's deepest experience!

Gao Jialin and Liu Qiaozhen rested at home today, and the next morning, they went to Gaojia Village to visit their parents and relatives. The two have been out for so long, and the family is also anxiously looking forward to it.

Gao Jialin and Liu Qiaozhen first went back to Gao Yude's cave and visited the two old men. The water spilled by the married daughter naturally has to be close to the parents-in-law's house first.

When Gao Yude and his wife saw that their son and daughter-in-law were back, their wrinkled faces bloomed, and they hurriedly cooked to greet them. Liu Qiaozhen was also very eye-catching, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to help.

Gao Yude and Gao Jialin sat on the side of the kang and gossiped, and Gao Jialin told his father where he had gone and what friends he had met. Gao Yude said very little, but when Gao Jialin paused, he said, "You are so beautiful!" ”

The two chatted and chatted, and suddenly Gao Yude remembered something, straightened up and slapped his head hard, "Alas, look at my memory!" Forget about the big thing, your Uncle Minglou said that there is an urgent matter to find you, and what shoes are down! Go and see, what shoes he said came down! ”

"What shoes came down?" Gao Jialin's mind turned and understood, he jumped up and asked, "Dad, is it done to join the regional writers' association?" ”

"Yes, yes! That's what makes shoes! Gao Yude urged Gao Jialin, "Go and see, what shoes do you want you to make?" ”

"Dad, the Writers' Association is a unit, not a shoe maker!" Gao Jialin couldn't explain it to his father, so he went out directly and rushed to the house of the village chief Gao Minglou.

Gao Jialin knocked on the big iron door of his house in front of Gao Minglou's compound, and then shouted: "Uncle Minglou, are you here?" I'm Gogarin. ”

Gao Jialin soon heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and Gao Minglou's response, "Oops, it's coming!" Garin, when you finally come back, you're dying! ”

The iron door opened with a clatter, and Gao Minglou's smiling face appeared in front of Gao Jialin. Now that the two of them are reversed, Gao Minglou is very polite when he sees Gao Jialin!

Gao Minglou invited Gao Jialin into the house, asked his wife to make tea, and beckoned Gao Jialin to sit down. Gao Minglou and his wife are elders after all, Gao Jialin hurriedly humbled, got up respectfully and took the teacup, thanked him repeatedly, and then sat down.

Gao Minglou saw that Gao Jialin was still humble and respectful at this time, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.

It is normal for people to be respectful when they are in a low place, and it is different if they are still respectful when they are in a high place. Etiquette, righteousness and shame, the first one is etiquette.

What Gao Minglou said next was not what Gao Jialin expected.

Gao Jialin's application for membership in the regional writers' association was successfully approved, but the staff of the writers' association could not find Gao Jialin and called Gaojia Village. Gao Minglou answered the phone and said that Gao Jialin was invited to Shanghai to revise the draft. The staff of the Writers' Association told Gao Jialin to go to the area as soon as possible to assist in the entry procedures, and the process of how to handle the procedures was recorded in Gaominglou one by one.

Gao Jialin took the note and thanked Gao Minglou again and again. That's how it is in this era, try not to offend people. Otherwise, anyone can stumble you and make you uncomfortable.

If he hadn't reconciled with Gao Minglou at the beginning, maybe Gao Minglou would have been able to make a stumbling block to Gao Jialin this time, not telling him the notice, or making some trouble when he went through the formalities. Gao Minglou can disgust Gao Garin by doing this, but he can't retaliate.

How good is it now, hello to me, hello everyone, things still have to look forward!

Gao Jialin's personal files are all in the Gaojia Village Committee, and these procedures need to be signed and sealed by Gao Minglou, the village head. Now that the relationship between the two is good, Gao Minglou immediately took him to the village committee, and in less than half an hour, all the formalities were completed.

Gogarin took these things and went to the district to assist in the move-in procedures. After all the formalities are completed, he is just a city man with an iron rice bowl!

Later generations of Gao Garin also joined the Writers' Association, and joined the National Writers' Association.

However, at that time, the members of the Writers' Association had long been worthless, and had nothing but an honorary title and a book. Not to mention the preparation of salaries and benefits.

Of course, later generations joined the Writers' Association, and the procedures were also very convenient. Download the form on the official website of the Writers' Association, and write down your personal information, what works you have published, and where your works have been published.

Many online gods have joined the writers' association, although Gao Jialin in later generations is not a great god, but as an old fritter of online literature, his qualifications are barely enough.

In later generations, there were 10,000 or 20,000 members of the Writers' Association, but now there are only 475 members in the Writers' Association. The difference is so great.

In this era, it is extremely difficult for the writers' association to enter, and the entry conditions are all some hard bars. If you can't reach anyone, you can't do anything.

The Yan'an Writers' Association has only been established for a year, with a total of only about 10 members, and the chairman of the Writers' Association is the Propaganda Minister of YA City, and the other members also have public offices, and no matter how bad they are, they are also the editor-in-chief of the newspaper. At a young age, he was the only one who had no official position and no position, and he was also the only new member.

In 1984, the number of writers was 475, including 116 in administration, 279 in business, and 80 in enterprises.

That is to say, as soon as Gao Garin joined the Writers' Association, he obtained a career establishment and an iron rice bowl.

During this period, writers wrote as members of the national cadre establishment, and writers received a certain monthly salary from the writers' association. The best period for professional writers to be paid by the Writers' Association is 1,200 yuan per month, and there are various subsidies of 4,800 yuan per year.

Of course, Gao Garin is only a third-level writer, which is forty or fifty yuan a month, and there are various subsidies of about 100 yuan a year, which is very good.

It was not this salary that Gogarin was interested in, and his main source of income came from manuscript fees. It is this identity that Gogarin is interested in. Become a member of the Writers' Association, hold a writer's booklet, and live in the Writers' Association Guest House all over the country. Everywhere you go, you are looked up to, this is a great writer! If Gao Jialin wants to go to a certain factory or school to collect style and experience life, he can directly take his writer's card to the person in charge of the other unit, and even use it as a letter of introduction.

Gao Jialin was in a hurry to go through the formalities and did not stay long in Gaojia Village. I hurriedly met with my parents-in-law and mother-in-law, said hello, had lunch, and rushed back to the county seat. The old people on both sides learned that Gao Jialin was in a hurry to go through the transfer procedures for the iron rice bowl, and they were even more anxious than Gao Jialin, and they couldn't let him run to Yan'an overnight now.

Gao Garin had to explain that it was now past noon, and even if he rushed over overnight, the staff of other people were all off work. Hearing him say this, Gogarin could barely eat lunch.

After eating, Gao Jialin asked Liu Qiaozhen to stay. Liu Qiaozhen plans to serve the old man for a few days, and by the way, she will also reunite with her parents. This is also Liu Qiaozhen's strong request, she feels that she has been a new daughter-in-law for so long, and she has basically not served her in-laws, and she is quite guilty.

Gogarin returned to the county seat alone, packed up some things, and dealt with dinner himself.

The next day, Gogarin got up early in the morning, arrived at the bus station to catch the first train, and went straight to the city.

He has been to Yan'an many times, and he is also familiar with it. In a very inconspicuous alley, the Writers' Association hung a small sign. It seems to be the old building of the former "Yan'an Daily", and a few rooms were given to the writers' association.

If Gogarin hadn't known the place for a long time, I'm afraid he would have thought that he had come to the wrong place.

It's a time when it's magical. However, in the next few years, it may be even more magical, the torrent of reform and opening up is surging, and it is inevitable that there will be sediment and eddies.

Gogarin greeted the doorman and showed his letter of introduction to the other party, and then he was allowed to enter.

He pushed the door open and went up to the second floor, where he found four or five offices in the hallway. In addition to the two leadership offices, one facing the chairman of the writers' association, one for the two vice presidents, and then a conference room and a large office. It couldn't be easier!!

Gogarin walked to the door of the large office and knocked on the door. A middle-aged woman's voice came from inside, "Who? Come in! ”

Gao Garin pushed the door in, and was greeted by a middle-aged elder sister's scrutinizing gaze, which made his heart tighten.