Back to 80: My Literary Life

Arriving at Yanchuan County in the afternoon, Fang Minghua and the others originally planned to find a guest house to stay in the county for one night, but Lu Yao disagreed.

"Minghua, drive directly to the county government compound. I will show you the way."

"Brother Lu, who are you looking for in the government compound?"

"The county magistrate."

"County magistrate?"

"Three writers came here at once, and Li Zhe was a famous barefoot doctor in the county at that time. It is not an exaggeration for the county to come forward to receive them!

"Let me tell you, even if we go directly to Guanjiabao Village without alerting the county, the village will definitely report to the township, and the township will eventually send someone to the county. Rather than doing this, it is better to go directly to the county to avoid trouble. .”

This is true.

When Fang Minghua drove a jeep with military plates into the county government compound, he immediately attracted the attention of the government security department. The security section chief personally stepped forward to ask. When Fang Minghua and the three of them each took out their writer's ID and work ID,

The security section chief was surprised. Be obedient, incredible.

Three writers came at once!

Two of them are Lu Yao and Fang Minghua, who are well-known in the province. The latter is also the deputy editor-in-chief of "Yanhe" magazine!

In addition, that man is also very powerful. He was a famous educated youth at that time and a doctor who studied abroad.

The security section chief first asked the four people to take a break in the security section in the backyard. He hurriedly went to inform the leader. Generally speaking, at his level, he could not see county leaders. He would first report to his boss, the director of the government office, who would listen. In this case, I immediately picked up the phone and called the executive deputy county magistrate.

Not long after, Fang Minghua saw several men hurriedly walk into the room, followed by the chief of the security department whom he had met before.

After mutual introduction, Fang Minghua and the others learned that the middle-aged man walking in the front wearing a white short-sleeved shirt was surnamed Ma, and he was the executive deputy county magistrate of the county.

Everyone shook hands one by one, and finally County Magistrate Ma said: "Editor Fang, writer Lu, historian, and Dr. Sun, on behalf of the county committee and government, I welcome you to come to our county to collect news! If you need anything, we will try our best to cooperate."

Lu Yao's hometown is in Yanchuan, and he is familiar with the county leaders. He smiled and said: "County Magistrate Ma, we are all old acquaintances, so you are welcome. Tie Sheng and Li Zhe have both worked in our county. Team, I want to go back and take a look now, but I don’t have anything else to do.”

"Guanjiabao, right? No problem. I'll call the mayor and ask them to make arrangements."

Now they go everywhere like this, and there is nothing to say. County Magistrate Ma arranged for them to stay in the county government guest house. He also said that the main leaders of the county would entertain them in the evening.

In the afternoon, Fang Minghua and four people stayed in three rooms. Since Shi Tiiesheng had difficulty moving, Sun Lizhe lived with him. After six o'clock, County Magistrate Ma personally came to greet them for dinner.

Fang Minghua and the other four followed County Magistrate Ma into a room. When they entered, they saw seven or eight men sitting at a large table.

County Magistrate Ma introduced one after another: This is Secretary Wang of the County Party Committee, this is Director Liu of the National People’s Congress, this is County Magistrate Wu, and Chairman Huang of the CPPCC

Oh my God

All the main leaders of the four major teams in the county were dispatched.

Everyone chatted while eating, talking about queue jumping and current affairs in the literary world. The atmosphere was lively. Finally, Secretary Wang toasted them and said with a smile: "Since the three writers have come to Yanchuan, they must leave their calligraphy treasures and write." Are you going to write about our Yanchuan incident?"

Lu Yao first said: "Secretary Wang, to be honest, I am currently composing a novel, which is about things on the Loess Plateau, and part of the prototype is in my hometown."

"Okay! Okay! Writer Lu, your article "Life" is very touching. After your novel is published, I will definitely read your masterpiece! Writer Lu, let's have a drink!"

After Secretary Wang clinked glasses with Lu Yao, he looked at Shi Tiiesheng beside him and raised a glass of juice knowing that he didn't drink.

Shi Tiiesheng also quickly raised it and said: "Secretary Wang, I am not as capable as Lu Yao in writing a long novel. I am coming back to take a look this time. On the one hand, I will fulfill my long-cherished wish, and on the other hand, I will also prepare a theme of memories. I will give you the title After thinking about it, I called it "The Story of Queue Cutting".

"'The Story of Queue Jumping'. There were hardships and joys during those years, which is unforgettable for a lifetime." Secretary Wang sighed, and touched Shi Tiesheng with the juice: "After it is written and published, I want to read it too!"

After the two of them finished drinking, it was Fang Minghua's turn.

At this time, Fang Minghua was thinking about what Shi Tiesheng said just now.

He wants to write a novella?

Um.

When it's finished, I'll find a way to get it published in Yanhe magazine.

"Minghua, Secretary Wang is toasting to you." Sun Lizhe, who was sitting beside him while he was narrating you, quietly shook his head before he woke up.

He quickly picked up the glass and stood up, apologizing and saying, "I'm sorry, Secretary Wang, I just said that I wanted to write a novella, so I thought it would be best to publish it in Yanhe magazine."

Secretary Wang laughed after hearing this: "Editor Fang, you never forget your work. The historian will definitely publish it in "Yanhe" in the future. If you write the story of our Qinbei, it will definitely be published in "Yanhe" Most suitable, isn’t it, historian?”

Secretary Wang said and turned his head to look at Shi Tiiesheng.

this?

Shi Tiesheng couldn't help but laugh bitterly in his heart. He had promised Zhu Wei before leaving that if he could write a manuscript for "People's Literature", he could only submit it to "Yanhe".

Sure enough, you are taking advantage of others' soft words and taking advantage of others' shortcomings.

"No problem, I will vote for "Yanhe"."

Shi Tiiesheng agreed readily, and Fang Minghua was of course happy. Seeing Secretary Ma still looking at him with a smile, he knew what he wanted to ask himself?

He pondered for a moment and said frankly: "Secretary Wang, I originally accompanied Tie Sheng and Li Zhe to visit their old places, and I didn't plan to write anything. However, since Secretary Wang and the county leaders are so enthusiastic, I will seriously consider writing about a topic. "

Of course, the writing of writers is not a job assigned by the county leaders. The tasks assigned must be completed, and if there are difficulties, they must do it, and if there are no difficulties, they must create.

Fang Minghua expressed his stance sincerely, and of course Secretary Wang would not say anything else.

The guests and hosts at this dinner were very happy. After staying in the guest house for one night, they took advantage of the coolness early the next morning and drove straight to Guanjiabao Village.

Originally, Secretary Wang wanted Magistrate Ma to accompany him and the police car to clear the way, but everyone declined his kindness.

Including Fang Minghua, to be honest, it was originally just a few friends visiting the old place in private, but it was really unaccustomed for the official to suddenly mobilize a large number of people.

County Magistrate Ma didn’t insist. He just said that the local township government had been notified, and food and accommodation had been arranged. If you encounter any problems, you can just go to the township leaders directly.

Starting from the county seat, Fang Minghua drove straight to his destination. Since Guanjiabao was still not open to traffic, the jeep on the Yangchang Trail could not pass at all. Finally, the four of them parked the car in the township government compound in the town.

The village leaders had already received orders from the county to prepare two donkey carts, and the four of them rode separately. They continued on the road in the donkey carts, one behind the other.

After climbing over a mountain pass and getting closer to the village, Shi Tiesheng looked ahead, his heart tightening, and suddenly his eyes lit up: the high loess cliff appeared in front of him, and there were people standing on the edge of the cliff looking at it...

They are all folks from nearby.