Chapter 523 Wang Xia Suspected Her Husband Was Having an Affair

"1. The authenticity and non-fiction of prose. Prose should describe real people, real events, and true feelings, rather than fictional characters like novels. This is a backlash against previous pseudo-prose and pretentious prose, and it can also be said to be a rejection of traditional The spiraling return of prose.

“2. Prose should describe the author’s personality, emphasize the author’s self-spirituality, express life experience, and show the spiritual world.

3. The artistic form and artistic techniques of prose are fully free, and the author can express them freely, naturally, and as he pleases, without being restricted by patterns.

In the modern literary period, prose sketches that advocate a leisurely mood, such as those by Lin Yutang, Lin Qingxuan, Wang Zengqi and others, will be valued again.

As a new category of prose, cultural prose will be sought after by writers and readers.

Poets turned to prose creation. In the past two years, poets such as Shu Ting, Xichuan, and Yu Jian began to enter the field of prose. This phenomenon will further develop in the 1990s.

Fang Minghua spent two hours talking about some of his views on the development of prose in the 1990s. Although it seemed a little off-topic, the representatives in the audience still listened attentively.

After the meeting, Fang Minghua, at Lin Fei's request, compiled this speech and published it in the magazine "Prose" founded by Baihua Literature and Art Publishing House. "Prose" is my country's first purely literary journal that publishes prose works exclusively.

This is the first time since the 1990s that someone has expressed his views in public!

This conference, historically known as the Zhengzhou Conference, was of great significance in the history of prose development in the 1990s.

The few days of meetings held in Zhengzhou were generally very pleasant. Perhaps the participants in the meetings were not like the novel world, where mostly young people came out in large numbers. The prose world was still dominated by the older generation, so the smell of gunpowder was naturally lighter.

In fact, we can definitely let Shi Tiesheng, Chi Zijian, Zhang Chengzhi, and Han Shaogong come.

Several of them are masters of prose writing.

Oh, why didn’t Tiesheng open it in Yanjing?

In addition to the meeting, everyone was also organized to visit Songshan Shaolin Temple, Songyang Academy, and the February 7th Memorial Tower. A week later, Fang Minghua returned to Xijing.

After returning to Xijing, Fang Minghua began to devote himself to intense creation again. Of course, he also had other things to do, such as going to Chaoyangmen to see how his small building was decorated, and also seeing the World Cup football match held in Italy. I just go to the kindergarten to pick up the baby and take him home on the weekend.

Such is the case today.

In the study room, Fang Minghua finished writing a piece of content and looked at the watch as it approached five o'clock. He turned off the computer and went to the living room to pick up the car keys. He didn't bother to change clothes, so he just wore a cultural shirt and large pants - it is very popular to wear cultural shirts these days. There are several words printed on the front chest:

"Ignore me, I'm bothered", "I'm a gangster, who am I afraid of", "Follow your feelings", "I eat the apple, you eat the skin"

It's very fashionable to swagger on the street.

Of course, Fang Minghua would not be stupid and wear such clothes. Instead, he wore a cultural shirt with a panda Panpan mascot printed on it - because the 11th Asian Games was about to open in Yanjing, the Provincial Writers Association gave all the staff one to celebrate Asian Games.

When he drove to the gate of the military compound kindergarten, Fang Minghua saw a white Mazda parked in front of him. It was the car of Zhao Hongjun's daughter-in-law, Wang Xia.

When Fang Minghua got out of the car, he saw Wang Xia and greeted his sister-in-law with a smile.

Wang Xia didn't look well today and looked worried. When she saw Fang Minghua, she tried her best to smile and say hello.

Of course, Fang Minghua couldn't ask too many questions.

Wang Xia took the initiative to speak, with a somewhat hesitant expression: "Minghua, I want to ask you something."

"Say it, sister-in-law."

"Red Army. Does the Red Army have someone outside?"

ah? !

Fang Minghua was surprised. He quickly explained: "I rarely see him during this period. Since Shengshi Book Company moved to Hainan last year, I heard Tangtang say that he often travels to Hainan, so I don't know much about it."

"Oh, I'm just asking about this casually, but don't tell others about it."

"I know, sister-in-law, don't worry."

Fang Minghua was just about to ask Wang Xia why she felt like this when the kindergarten door opened and she saw her daughter Ruirui and Zhao Hongjun's daughter Minmin running out hand in hand, followed by their son Lele.

Fang Minghua stopped, picked up his daughter and took his son to drive home.

In the evening, Song Tangtang went home. Fang Minghua remembered what Wang Xia asked him and couldn't help but ask: "Tangtang, what are the Red Army busy with recently? Why can't they see anyone?"

"He has been in Hainan, and he is probably coming back soon." Song Tangtang replied: "Really, Shu Bin has made Shengshi Books so impressive, what's there to worry about? Why do you keep going to Hainan? In the end, the group's affairs were ruined Leave it all to me, I still have to be responsible for Shengshi Film and Television."

Hearing his wife's complaints, Fang Minghua said nothing more.

The next day was Sunday, and usually the young couple took their children out to play. This time I went to my sister's house to visit her pregnant sister, and also to visit my parents.

During the chat, Fang Minghua learned that the efficiency of the 631 Research Institute where his sister worked was getting worse and worse. In some months, it even started to default on wages to its employees.

After hearing this, my mother just sighed and said that if she had known better, she would have let her daughter stay at NPU to become a teacher.

"Mom, being a teacher is not popular these days. You don't know. There is a popular saying nowadays: Those who make missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs, and those who hold scalpels are not as good as those who hold razors!" my sister retorted.

Perhaps because she didn't want to make her daughter angry when she saw her pregnant belly, her mother Zhang Fenglan didn't say any more.

Fang Minghua had no good solution.

This situation would continue for several years. Others could not manage it themselves, but his sister would always help. Fang Minghua would give money directly to his sister, and then his mother would give subsidies to his daughter's family.

After dinner in the afternoon, Fang Minghua and his wife drove home with their two children. They originally planned to wait for the weather to cool down and go for a walk as a family, but Fang Minghua received a call from Zhao Hongjun.

"Minghua, are you free in the evening? Let's go to the Lao Sun's BBQ restaurant in Xincheng Plaza to watch the World Cup!"

You are a fake fan, not even a fake fan, and you actually want to watch the World Cup? !

Are you taking the opportunity to go to the barbecue?

However, Fang Minghua thought that Wang Xia asked about something yesterday and wanted to ask about it, so he agreed.

Of course, he had to tell his wife.

For such things, Song Tangtang usually would not object. She was not like other women who controlled their husbands very strictly. Fang Minghua could do whatever she wanted.

Because she found that since Fang Minghua resigned from the editor-in-chief position and did not have to go to work every day, she actually liked staying at home more and more.

Drinking tea, writing, reading, practicing calligraphy and looking at paintings.

How can this be?

Isn't this a lady from a noble family? !