Back in the small courtyard, Li Dong tidied up, the cracked glass of the window was replaced, the light bulbs and plug-in boards in the bedroom were all replaced with new ones, and then the table lamp was put in place, and the bedroom looked brand new, but there were a lot of things.

The bedroom was full of two suitcases, four folding chairs, a TV, fruits, clothes and shoes.

Even the table is full, just the camera on the table is not small, it's not easy to bring, let's put it first, the watch took four pairs this time and turned around to find a time to hand it to Huang Shengnan. "VCR, I went back and got it, and it's not bad to watch the video during the New Year. ”

Now there is a single element of mainland movies, but there are still some good old films in Hong Kong City that you can watch. "Fruit, there is still a lot left, get some mangoes and go back, and bring pineapples with you." ”

"Almost. ”

With a net pocket, Li Dong has more than ten copies of his childhood bundled up, and he is ready to go back to Hanzhuang without delaying lunch.

Who wants to block it as soon as he goes out, read the meter, why are his eyes weird, Li Dong muttered and let Aunt Jiang and Aunt Zhang enter the yard.

"Hey, you're going to go out?"

"Back to Zhuangzi. ”

I never thought that these two aunts were still neighborhood committees, and the neighborhood committees began to transform into a voluntary system in the fifties, and now they are half-departmental and layered systems, but most of them are still aunts, and everyone works part-time after buying vegetables and washing clothes.

"Two cents. ”

"Okay. ”

Li Dong took out two cents and handed it to Aunt Jiang. "Li Jiawazi, what's your name?"

"Li Dong. ”

I don't know the name, Li Dong can't cry or laugh.

"And what do you do every day?"

"I settled in Zhuangzi and usually did some farm work. ”

Li Dong explained. "Recently, the peasants came to the city to have fun, and by the way, I cleaned up the house and met my friends. ”

"Gotta find something to do. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Good guy, this aunt still manages a lot, not to mention the villain's book. "The villain book, no, it was brought to me by someone else. "What's the matter, childhood was not a villain book, what are you kidding, I still plan to be a children's writer.

You can't say that you are a villain book writer, that would be too embarrassing.

This delay, Li Dong glanced at the time at more than eleven o'clock? Never mind? Cook first, and then go back after eating.

Rice and noodles? Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar seasoning all brought this time? Wok, casserole? The pressure cooker has everything, make rice first? Stewed meat again? Stir-fry the dishes and you're all alive.

"Knock knock. ”

"Who?"

Don't be Aunt Jiang again, just asked yourself if you were talking to someone, Li Dong was depressed, and he didn't care about anything. "Huh? Is that you? Come in and sit. ”

"Comrade Li Dong. ”

Zhang Feng was happy to see Li Dong and held Li Dong's hand tightly. "I've read your article, it's really well written. ”

This guy was enthusiastic, and Li Dong was a little flustered. "You're too complimentary. ”

"No, no, no, it's really well written. ”

Aunt Zhang watched her grandson go out, why did the good guy run to Li's second house? also went with Li Dong, an unemployed vagrant. "What's the matter, this kid is back and talk about it. ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's not going to go next door. ”

"Next door? Didn't Li Lao Er move?"

"His nephew. ”

"Settled in the countryside?"

"Isn't it okay, you don't know how to run around all day long? The sudden strange car scared people to death. ”

Aunt Zhang said. "I just went to take a look? Do you have a lot of things at home? Tell me if Li Lao Er did it? I'll ask again when I go back, change the votes, your votes are not enough for the New Year, and Xiaofeng should talk about the object. ”

"Okay, I'll talk about this when Xiaofeng's parents come back. ”

"Let's talk about it when I come back, Xiaofeng is back. ”

"It's back. ”

Zhang Feng looked happy, Li Dong gave him a copy of his childhood, but Li Dong felt that this product was too enthusiastic, and Li Dong was afraid that he would not leave, and he was embarrassed not to keep eating, so he simply gave him a copy of his childhood, so let's leave early.

"Hey, where did you get this colorful book?"

"Li Dong gave it to me, and I signed it. ”

Zhang Feng said excitedly. "It's a good book. ”

"What a good book, the little baby who paints loves to read. ”

"You're going to review and prepare for the exam. ”

"Got it. ”

Aunt Zhang saw Zhang Feng as a baby, holding a colorful villain book. "Don't spoil your child. ”

"Xiaofeng, don't have much contact with Li Dong in the future. ”

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Feng was stunned, Li Dong is very good, very enthusiastic, what's wrong with grandma. "Grandma, did you misunderstand?"

"Li Dong is very good. ”

"What's good, I haven't seen anything serious all day long, you say, people are trying to find a way to go back to the city to find a job, he is good in the countryside, I think eighty percent of farm work is not done, relying on his second uncle to eat and drink every day, what is good. ”

Aunt Zhang said that Zhang Feng was stunned.

"Milk, it's not that people don't do anything, you don't know, you don't understand. “

Zhang Feng said this, Aunt Zhang was still angry. "I don't understand anything, what kind of vision do you have for me, there is nothing wrong with seeing people. ”

"Okay, okay, you are sure, then you know that people are writers, this book is from the family, and the manuscript fee for a book is 200 yuan. ”

Zhang Feng patted the book in his hand.

This is not only Aunt Zhang, but Uncle Zhang is also stunned. "What are you talking about, this book was written by that baby?"

"It's not good, just gave me a copy, few of us in the whole Chicheng have got this book, milk, this is a big magazine in Shanghai." Zhang Feng is getting more and more energetic.

"Really a writer?"

Uncle Zhang was surprised.

"Of course, I heard that the documents of the regional writers' association are the priority to buy train tickets. ”

"That's amazing. ”

Uncle Zhang patted his leg and gave priority to buying train tickets, this guy can't do it for ordinary commune cadres.

"You didn't lie to grandma, did you?"

Aunt Zhang couldn't believe it at all, what kind of writer was Li Dong's smiling face, how could he not look like it.

"Milk, you don't know what other people are capable of, or Second Uncle Li can give the house to others. Zhang Feng said. "Besides, you said that people rely on the second uncle, that's even more wrong, I know, Li Dong's subsidy money in January is higher than his grandfather's salary, and the subsidy ticket is about to catch up with our family. ”

"So much?"

Aunt Zhang's mouth is open to the boss, good guy, no wonder this baby buys fruits, snacks every day, and is emotionally capable, making more money and more votes.

"What are you doing, milk. ”

"I'll go find you, Aunt Jiang. ”

Li Dong sent Zhang Feng away here, had lunch, cleaned up and prepared to go back, who would have thought that the car had just been pushed out, this was really going to go, the door was blocked.

"This is Li Dong. ”

Aunt Jiang's granddaughter Jiang Juan, Uncle Wang's grandson Wang Jian, as well as Zhang Feng, and a few people Li Dong didn't know stopped in front of him.

"What, something's going out?"

"Back to Zhuangzi. "Li Dong is a little confused.

"What are you?"

"We're here to meet you, a great writer. ”

Jiang Juan said with a smile. "Your book, we just read it, it's really well written. ”

"Where, what a compliment. ”

Li Dong waved his hand, what, general, third in the country.

"Writer Li, what other articles have you written, let's read and read. ”

Jiang Juan was still a little unconvinced, what was the childhood era, children's culture was the most children's king, such a writer, Jiang Juan, a literary young man really couldn't suppress the arrogance in his heart.

"Other articles?"

Li Dong smiled bitterly. "I don't have time lately, but I haven't written anything. ”

"That's a shame. ”

Jiang Juanxin said that maybe she was lucky, but she was not as capable as Zhang Feng said. "Several, I'll go back first, there's something going on at home, I'll see you later. ”

"I'll see you later. ”

Li Dong rode away in a tuk tuk, and these Li Dong were not very interested.

For a girl like Jiang Juan, Li Dong doesn't have too much thought, too strong, too literary, Li Dong can't appreciate it.

"I'm leaving. ”

"yes. ”

"Fengzi, it's not as powerful as you say. ”

Several other young people laughed. "I thought it was something. ”

"It's not good, it's average, except for the tall guys. ”

Nothing else is special, Jiang Juan said. "Zhang Feng, the book is for you, I still like the Star Poetry Magazine, that is literature. ”

"Star Poetry?"

Wang Jian was stunned. "I seem to remember that at today's meeting, Stationmaster Gao said one thing, there is a writer in our Chicheng who released a new poem in the Star Poetry Magazine this time. ”

"Really?"

Jiang Juan was overjoyed. "I told my grandmother, help me buy star poetry, I'll go back and have a look. ”

Star Poetry Magazine, Zhang Feng muttered, when did we have so many writers in Chicheng. "Let's go, let's go and see the excitement. ”

Li Dong rode the car here, highlighting Chi Cheng. "Fortunately, I walked fast, if these people also wanted books, it would be difficult for me to refuse for the sake of face. ”

"Or I'm smart. ”

As for what Jiang Juan means, Li Dong understands more or less that literary young people look down on children's literature, and it is a common thing, after all, children's literature is too naïve, which is an indisputable fact.

"There are so many books, just a trip to the commune primary school. ”

Let's make a donation, Li Dong summed it up, and now there are fifteen special issues of children's era, one for Secretary Liang's personal collection, one for Secretary Gao, one for Gao Weimin, and one for Teacher Wang Jing, and there are eleven books left.

I really forgot, the Post and Telecommunications Bureau promised to give Hu Xiaoxin a copy, so if you calculate it, keep five copies for yourself, and then donate five copies to Lishan Commune Primary School.

"Okay, that's it. ”

Li Dong thought about the special issue of his childhood, and he was still in a very good mood, admiring the little daughter-in-law riding a little black donkey all the way, and the new son-in-law who drove the daughter-in-law back to his parents' house in a carriage, and coincidentally met a marriage team.

A bicycle carrying a new bicycle at the head, followed by a wedding bicycle carrying a girl wearing flowers, the line was quite long, five or six bicycles, in addition to the bicycles, but also a few cabinets.

Li Dong admired all the way, there were almost no trucks on the road, donkey carts, ox carts, donkey riding, bicycles, the end of the year was quite lively, although the big guy's face was not as bright as the future generations, but it was also full of joy and hope for the future.

Li Dong felt the atmosphere of the times for the first time, and his smiling face was full of hope.

"Grandma, where's my star poetry magazine?"

Jiang Juan returned to her home and hurriedly found the star poetry magazine. "This kid, what are you rummaging around, on the cupboard. Aunt Jiang pulled her apron and wiped her hands, and slapped Jiang Juan from rummaging things around.

"Found it. ”

Jiang Juan skillfully flipped through the table of contents and saw a name, no, the name behind the two poems. "Li Dong?"