1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 10 If you open your eyes and look at me, I don't believe that your eyes are empty

"Inspiration [Grand Courtyard Disciple] Progress (0/1)"

"Inspiration [Heretical] Progress (0/3)"

Jiang Xianguang felt worried when he saw the first inspiration.

A kid from a big compound?

What are the children of the big courtyard?

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, many related compounds were established based on the party, government and military agencies. The children of cadres who grew up in these compounds were called compound children.

"I am at best a kid from a miscellaneous courtyard. How can I get the identity of a kid from a big courtyard?" Jiang Xian was a little depressed.

Based on past experience, he got the inspiration for "educated youth" because he was truly satisfied with his identity as an educated youth.

Then by the same token, to obtain the inspiration [Children of a Big Compound], one should satisfy the condition that he is a child of a Big Compound.

But some things, if you don't have them at birth, you will never have them in this life.

Ask him to collect [children from the compound].

Isn't this asking too much?

This sadness is reflected on his face, and in the eyes of others it evolves into something else.

"Jiang Xian, don't worry too much about the publication." Shi Tiesheng comforted him.

Feng Jicai nodded.

"If that doesn't work, I'll take you to see Wei Junyi. It was he who recommended my copy of The Boxer Rebellion to Renwen Press."

He already admired Jiang Xian's talent.

At this moment, I was even more moved by Jiang Xian's dedication to his works and his attitude towards literature as his life.

That's how it should be!

How could someone who could write such works not love literature and have a deep affection for his own works?

We got to know each other very late, and we became friends very late!
Jiang Xian went home after lunch.

As soon as he entered the door, he found that his father Jiang Guoqing had returned. He was wiping his body with a towel in his hand, and there was a large old Shanghai travel bag on the ground.

"Hey, you're back."

"Ah."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance so I could pick you up at the station?" He quickly picked up the thermos and poured the white liquor into the enamel teacup. The faint fragrance of tea wafted out along with the steam. "Come on, Dad, have some tea."

Jiang Guoqing put the towel around his neck, picked up the teacup curiously, and gulped down a mouthful of tea.

Wow, it’s quite beautiful!
The ideological education that was originally on the tip of my tongue was swallowed back into my stomach along with the tea after being served by this kid.

After staying up all night, the next day was the weekend.

In those days, the system of one day off a week was implemented, with six working days in a week and only one day off on Sunday. Double days off had to wait until 1995, and adjusted days off had to wait until 1999.

"Jiang Xian, pack up and come with me and your mom to visit an old classmate."

"Which old classmate, Dad?"

"A professor at the Industrial College, whom you don't know."

"Dad, you have such a classmate. Have you never been around before?"

"Before?" Jiang Guoqing looked at his eldest son like he was a fool. "Before, they were all Y-factions. Who dared to hang out with them?"

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GM is not treating you to a meal.

Jiang Xian's family also felt satisfied.

Rao Yuemei prepared a few bottles of sour plum soup and asked Jiang Xian to bring them up.

A time-honored brand in Liulichang: Xinyuanzhai.

During the Republic of China period, it was a rare product of Xinyuanzhai. Zhang Henshui loved it very much and once wrote "A cup of cold wine drives away the summer heat and makes people remember Xinyuanzhai forever". At this time, a factory had been built in Dongcheng, and the tea was bottled and mass-produced.

Capital Institute of Technology, whose campus is located in Zhongguancun within the fourth ring road of Beijing, was later renamed Capital University of Technology, one of the seven military-industrial universities.

This area is still relatively desolate. At a glance, one can see the high walls and deep courtyards of major research institutes, as well as the pastoral scenery of oxen plowing and horses pulling.

More than a decade later, a man named Liu Qiangdong will be selling stocks here.

The family found the staff quarters of the Industrial College, explained their purpose to the security department, and signed their name to go in.

Jiang Xian followed his parents with a grunt, a look of reluctance on his face.

Of course he understood his parents' little thoughts.

To put it nicely, it’s called walking around.

To put it bluntly, that means he has to lose face and ask someone to use their connections to find him a job.

"Lao Jiang, this is the one, right?"

"It should be, Jiang Xian, go knock on the door."

"Oh." Jiang Xian agreed.

He moved to the door slowly like an old dog, his arms soft as noodles, the backs of his hands loose as cotton, and he knocked on the door twice perfunctorily, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

"Who is it?"

A clear female voice floated out, accompanied by the midsummer breeze and the rustling of insects in the bushes.

She was a girl in her early twenties, wearing a dark red plaid shirt, with a high nose, shoulder-length hair, deep almond-shaped eyes, and she was graceful and captivating from time to time.

"Why didn't you tell me this uncle's last name was Zhu?" Jiang Xian turned around and complained quietly. "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, comrade. We are looking for Professor Zhu, Uncle Zhu."

"You are"

As the girl was hesitating, a tall middle-aged man appeared behind her.

"Lao Jiang!"

"Lao Zhu!"

"Please come in, please come in."

The elders asked about each other's health and well-being. Jiang Xian followed his parents and squeezed into this small house of more than 60 square meters.

"Have some tea." The girl who opened the door just now kindly made him a cup of Gao Moer.

Jiang Xian took a sip and felt that it was more fragrant than the Biluochun sold by Pinxixi at 50 yuan per pound with free shipping.

"Thank you, Comrade Xiao Zhu."

The girl smiled, she had never heard anyone call her like that before, and her almond-shaped eyes blinked.

"My name is Zhu Lin."

really.

Jiang Xian didn't expect that he had just been thinking about it a few days ago, but today he would meet the real person.

Who is Zhu Lin?

She is the peerless beauty and the Queen of Kingdom of Women who said, "If you open your eyes and look at me, I don't believe that your eyes are empty."

In later generations, there was a rumor that "Gong Xue in the South and Zhu Lin in the North". Her appearance was quite good in that era, and she was the "calendar goddess" who amazed a generation of people.

Of course, Rao Yuemei and Jiang Guoqing also like this pretty girl.

The two of them were gradually becoming more active, but were immediately poured a bucket of cold water on by Professor Zhu's wife, Dr. Liu.

"Master Jiang, what kind of job is your child doing now?"

"Oh, this one."

The couple looked at each other, each one more embarrassed than the other, and they couldn't even utter the word "unemployed".

Instead, it was Jiang Xian who answered loudly and confidently.

“I am an unemployed young person.”

When Rao Yuemei heard this, her face turned red and she wished she could bury her head in the ground like an ostrich.

Shame on you.

A kid this age doesn't even have a job.

So embarrassing.

Doctor Liu was a smart man. When he heard this, he immediately understood the Jiang family's intention and his face fell.

As foxes who have been practicing for thousands of years, Jiang Guoqing immediately noticed the cold air, but he could only bite the bullet and chat with Professor Zhu in a disjointed manner.

"Ahem, is this your girl?"

"My eldest daughter has a younger one, who is in junior high school and is not home today."

"Is the older one married or working?"

"I am studying at the Medical College."

"Oh"

The Jiang couple looked at each other.

I can’t climb up someone else’s phoenix branch!
Instead, Jiang Xian slapped his thigh without knowing what was good for him.

“What a coincidence!”

"I have been working as a handyman at the Medical College during this period."

"I didn't expect that we were still in the same unit."

"What a coincidence." Zhu Lin covered her thin lips, curved her thin eyebrows and smiled.

Jiang Guoqing choked up when he heard these sad words and looked at Rao Yuemei, "Should we have another child?" This child is stupid.

Is that the same unit?
While others are studying you are doing odd jobs.

Can it be the same?

"Have you agreed?" That night, Dr. Liu and Professor Zhu were having a private conversation in the room.

"I have been friends with Lao Jiang for many years."

"I didn't see him when our family was in trouble."

"You lesbian! What nonsense are you talking about? That was a certain time. How can it be the same as now?"

"Humph, such a young man, at the age of supporting a family, doesn't even have a job, and has to rely on his parents for food."

"He said he was working as a handyman in the medical college. Are you afraid that Linlin will fall in love with him?"

"There are so many talented people in the university. With your daughter's ambition, how can she still fall in love with an unemployed 'rough guy'?"

"sleep."

"Ah, don't touch me."

(End of this chapter)