Chapter 395 394 Going to Chen Zhongshi’s House

The name looks very childish, but the content is very complicated. Shocking reality and hazy illusion are combined together.

Who would have thought that the revolution that happened decades ago was actually linked to "Shan Hai Jing"?

Some people praise it, and some people criticize it.

Some people say that many things in the novel are metaphors of history. The first task is to kill the toad that entrenches in the mountains, feeds on dirty insects, and hinders the growth of big trees. It is the Qing Dynasty that has been lingering until 1911, and it has fallen and decayed.

The dagger is a symbol of war. Under the intensified contradictions between the two parties in the country, it is impossible to take the path of reconciliation, so the first civil war broke out, and the monster is the White Army

For a time, readers wrote letters and newspapers commented that this novel was immediately regarded as a representative work of domestic magic realism.

Mo Yan, who was far away in Yanjing, also read Fang Minghua's novel.

Although the several novellas he wrote before also have a strong magical realism color, he was surprised that Fang Minghua could be so "magical".

It turns out that historical stories are actually written from this perspective.

Look at those grand events from the eyes of a child.

He lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought.

A few years later, he wrote one of his representative works, "Life and Death Are Wearing Me Out."

Fang Minghua's days in Xijing were very peaceful, and he was not disturbed by the disturbances in newspapers and magazines at all.

Today is Sunday, and the weather is clear and refreshing in autumn.

Fang Minghua did not write last night. He stayed at his parents' house and slept with his wife to take care of the children.

After lunch, he made an exception and did not take the children out to play, but called Lu Yao's home.

"Brother Lu, are you ready?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."

"Okay, go to the gate of the community, and I'll drive over to pick you up right away."

Today Fang Minghua, Lu Yao, and Jia Pingwa made an appointment to go to Chen Zhongshi's hometown to play.

In the past two years, several families have installed telephones one after another, which makes it much more convenient to contact each other.

In fact, it was mainly because Lu Yao was bored at home one day. He said that he heard that Chen Zhongshi was not in Xijing City recently. He stayed in his hometown in Bailuyuan all day. He didn't know what he was doing. Why don't we go and see him?

Jia Pingwa agreed immediately.

Among these people, he loves to be lively and play the most.

Fang Minghua actually didn't want to go.

It's not a week that he has one day off. It's hard to talk to his wife. It would be great to take the two children out for a drive!

But Song Tangtang listened and let her husband go, saying that you, a grown man, can't always be around your wife and children.

Besides, if you don't go, no one will drive, and there is no bus to Bailuyuan. Lu Yao and his friends will have to ride bicycles, and his body probably can't bear it.

You go and play, I'll take my son to my mother's place, and then take my daughter to their uncle's house to play. Fang Minghua had to agree. He packed up and thought that he couldn't go empty-handed, so he took a bucket of malted milk and a bag of milk powder at home, said hello to his parents, went downstairs and drove his Mazda, and went straight to Xingfu Community.

Lu Yao also lives in this community, but not in the same building. Fang Minghua parked his car at the gate of the community. A few minutes later, he saw Lu Yao coming out of the community, holding a net bag in his hand, which contained something wrapped in newspaper.

When Lu Yao sat down on the passenger seat, Fang Minghua looked at the net bag at his feet and asked curiously: "Brother Lu, what did you take?"

"A leg of lamb, sent from my hometown. This time we go to Zhongshi's house and let his wife stew it for us!" Lu Yao said with a smile.

"Then just wait a minute, I'll go to my house to get a bottle of Xifeng." Fang Minghua smiled and said: "You can't drink it, we want to drink it."

"You are greedy for me." Lu Yao laughed and scolded: "Forget it, this leg of lamb is free, you bought the wine yourself, and besides, we have prepared the meat and wine, Zhongshi will be unhappy, so let him pay for your wine!"

"That's fine."

The car started again and drove towards Jia Pingwa's house.

In the car, the two chatted.

"Minghua, how much is your car?" Lu Yao suddenly asked.

"This car belongs to a friend of Hongjun. He was working in the automobile trade in Hainan and sold it to me at a discount. It's cheaper than the market price, a little over 100,000." Fang Minghua replied, and he looked at Lu Yao again.

"Brother Lu, do you want to buy one too?"

"Don't tell me, I really have an idea." Lu Yao did not hide it: "Having a car is convenient. You can go wherever you want, regardless of whether it's sunny or rainy."

Fang Minghua was not surprised that Lu Yao had such an idea.

A few months ago, Zhao Hongjun's company paid Lu Yao a royalty income, netting nearly 500,000!

Now the family has everything from color TVs, refrigerators, washing machines, and even air conditioners. He even bought a piano for his daughter. Isn't the next step to buy a car?

"What car do you want to buy? Santana? Or an imported car?" Fang Minghua asked while driving.

"Santana is still expensive. I think Tianjin Xiali is good." Lu Yao said.

"Xiali doesn't have air conditioning, and it's hot in summer." Fang Minghua reminded.

"This?" Lu Yao paused and his face changed immediately.

He is fat, not afraid of cold in winter, but very afraid of heat in summer.

"If you want to buy, you should buy Santana. Although the price is a little more expensive than Xiali, the performance is better." Fang Minghua suggested.

In fact, the current price of Santana is not 200,000 as circulated on the Internet in later generations. The factory price is 67,500 yuan. If various taxes and fees are included, it is only about 90,000 less than 100,000, but ordinary people can't afford it at this price.

But Lu Yao can afford it.

$500,000 is the income from the first batch of 1 million copies of the publication, and there will be the second batch of publication and half of the royalties for the third volume!

Looking at this situation, will it continue to be printed in the future?

Lu Yao nodded after listening to Fang Minghua's words, and then worried about another problem: "But I can't drive."

Lu Yao's worry is not unreasonable. These days are not like the future generations where there are driving schools everywhere.

In fact, there is also a driving school in Xijing City, which recruits students from the society. It is called Xijing Automobile Technical School, but the learning time is long, at least one year.

Moreover, the driver who takes the driver's license test first holds a thick book on mechanical principles in his hand. He first has to spend a long time learning automobile maintenance technology. After learning it well, he can learn driving theory and actual driving. I guess Lu Yao doesn't have the patience.

Fang Minghua listened and thought about it and said: "How about this, I will teach you when I have time. Then I will practice with this car first. After learning it, I will find someone to help you get a driver's license."

"That would be great!"

The two talked and laughed, and then arrived at Guangji Street at Nanyuanmen.

Jia Pingwa's family still lives in the house in the Municipal Party Committee's staff building, but I heard that they also disliked the house being too small and were preparing to move.

In addition to the royalties for his book "Impulsive" published in China, the English translation by Li Li has been published in the United States.

It's royalties!

It's said that the royalties were settled some time ago, and after tax, it was about 10,000 US dollars, equivalent to about 37,000 yuan.

This amount of money is not enough to buy a car, but it is more than enough to buy a commercial house in Xijing City.

Fang Minghua drove into the Municipal Party Committee's staff building, and was too lazy to go up, so he stood downstairs and shouted twice, and soon heard Jia Pingwa's response.

Not long after, Jia Pingwa came downstairs with a cigarette in his mouth, and he was holding a set of mahjong in his hand!