1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

Chapter 87 asked you to write a praising article, and you wrote this? (Seeking monthly votes)
"This old money!"

At the breakfast table, Father Feng was reading a copy of Wenhui Daily. He suddenly shook his head and said with a wry smile, "No wonder he forced this newspaper on me just now!"

Mr. Feng, Mrs. Feng and the rest of the family basically all work at work or go to school, so they don't subscribe to newspapers for their family.

Generally, there are many newspapers to read every day in each unit.

Just now, when Feng's father came back from a stroll in the front yard, he happened to run into Lao Qian, who forced the copy of Wenhui Daily on him and asked him to take a good look at it!

Mr. Feng was hurriedly pulled back by his grandson Feng Liwen to have breakfast, so he did not watch it on the spot.

Looking at it now, I am really happy!
"What's the matter? What's wrong with Old Qian? What article did he write for Wenhui Daily again?"

Feng's mother raised her head and glanced at him, wondering how long it had been since Old Qian contributed articles to newspapers and magazines, as he had been concentrating on his academic research.

How come you have the time to contribute to Wenhui Daily this time?
"Maybe he was provoked last time. Old Qian also wrote a review for Xuemin!"

"However, I didn't give Li Qingquan face, and wrote a criticism!"

Father Feng handed the newspaper to Mother Feng and said something with a wry smile.

"Really?! Did Old Qian really write a review for Xuemin!?"

Now not only Feng's mother was excited, but also Feng's youngest son Cheng Xuemin, who was sitting nearby eating, as well as his elder brother and sister-in-law were all surprised and looked over.

As for whether it is praise or criticism, it doesn’t matter to Lao Qian at this level. As long as she can write a book review, it is a favor and a way to support her son-in-law.

Just like the public opinion circles in later generations, black fans are also fans!
"No, isn't what Old Qian wrote a little too sharply? Did our Xuemin provoke him?"

Originally, she was very happy that Old Qian from the front yard could give her son-in-law a review, and it was published in Wenhui Daily. The influence was obvious, and Feng's mother was very delighted.

Even though it was a criticism, it also showed that her son-in-law's manuscript really caught his eye.

But who would have thought!

This comment was too harsh in its criticism. It did not give Gu Xueqing any face at all and slandered her son-in-law to death!
"Mom, what did Grandpa Qian write?!"

Feng Jiayou was also curious about what Grandpa Qian in the front yard had written that made her, a horse herder mother-in-law, so angry!

The same goes for Cheng Xuemin, it doesn’t make sense!
When I met Mr. Qian a few days ago, he told us in person that Yenching Literature had indeed launched a big satellite this time, and that the article "The Shepherd" was indeed well written!
But how come in the blink of an eye, he started criticizing?
And since his writing style was able to make his mother-in-law so angry, it was obvious that he had a sharp tongue!

"No, I have to go to the front yard and talk to Lao Qian. This is not the way to criticize. You don't give new authors any face at all!"

Mother Feng was so angry that she stood up and rushed to the front yard to have a good talk with Old Qian!
"You... Actually, what Old Qian said is not wrong. Xuemin, take a look at it yourself. It's not really criticism!"

Father Feng smiled bitterly again, held down his beloved mother Feng, and said, "Besides, Old Qian doesn't know that it was written by Xuemin!"

That's true!

Feng's mother also realized that Old Qian really didn't know that "The Shepherd" was written by her son-in-law!
If only I knew!
Living in the front and back yards, she would not give much consideration to the Buddha but to the monk. Even if she wrote a review, she would praise her son-in-law to the skies!
Ugh!
If I had known that Lao Qian would criticize me, I should have told him directly that this was written by her son-in-law Cheng Xuemin!
"Huh?! Is Xuemin's "The Horse Herder" not scar literature? It was criticized by Mr. Qian as reflective literature?"

Feng Jiayou took the Wenhui Daily handed to her by her mother and read it together with Cheng Xuemin!

After taking a glance, I couldn't help but exclaimed!

“Reflection on literature?”

Cheng Xuemin couldn't help but be stunned. This old Qian really had a sharp eye. Finally someone started to propose this concept and comment on "The Horse Shepherd"!

Originally, this article "The Shepherd" in the previous life was defined as the pioneering work of "reflective literature". It was not pure scar literature like "Scars" by Liu Xinwu's class teacher, Lu Xinhua.

Its historical status in the literary world is that it is the pioneering work of "reflective literature".

At the beginning, Cheng Xuemin wanted to guide Feng Jiayou to judge his article "The Shepherd" from this perspective, but he quickly gave up the idea.

After all, the mainstream is now promoting scar literature, and you brag about yourself and insist on defining "The Horse Shepherd" as "reflective literature". Who do you really think you are as a new author?
Don’t think that you can become a prostitute just because you wrote an article called “The Horse Shepherd”. Are you starting to call yourself the founder?
Therefore, Feng Jiayou was not asked to judge from this perspective, thinking that time would allow the issue to ferment. After all, reflective literature is reflective literature, and there will always be someone who will be the first to bring it up.

What really surprised Cheng Xuemin was that the first person to bring it up for him was actually Mr. Qian from the front yard.

The criticism is indeed sharp and incisive.

But just because Mr. Qian defined it as "reflective literature", which made Cheng Xuemin's "The Shepherd" the pioneering work of "reflective literature", he must remember the kindness of Mr. Qian!
Black fans are still fans, and Qian Lao, the black fan, really helped Cheng Xuemin succeed, allowing him to establish his position as the number one figure in the humanities world in "reflective literature".

Wait!
Once Qian's comments start to ferment, they will bring about a wave of "reflection" and blow away the heaviness of the "scar literature."

After all, Mr. Qian's weight is there, and he can be regarded as a literary giant. What he said is much more important than Cheng Xuemin's own "reflective literature"!

"Let me see, let me see too!"

The elder brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao who was standing next to him was also envious, so he quickly came over, pulled the newspaper, and sat there.

"Old Qian, Old Qian! Old Qian, Old Qian, please listen to my explanation!"

Is that Li Qingquan's voice?
Suddenly, the voice of Li Qingquan from Yanjing Literature was heard from the front yard, and Feng's father and mother were extremely surprised.

They looked at each other in confusion. Could it be that Li Qingquan really forgot about Lao Qian, and was awakened by today's Wenhui Daily and rushed over early in the morning?

"Go and see!"

Feng's mother was also a person who liked to watch the fun. Anyway, it happened right in front of her house, so she might as well watch it!

"You……"

Father Feng didn't want to let her go, but with his wife's temper, was he able to control her feet?

But then again, this Gua Feng's father also wanted to join in, so he strolled along!
Ok!

All the parents had gone, so how could the siblings Feng Jiayou and Feng Jiazhao be left behind!
"Xuemin, let's go over and see what's going on!"

Feng Jiayou even pulled Cheng Xuemin along to go to the front yard to watch the fun.

……

Not long ago!
At No. 7 West Chang'an Avenue, the office of Yenching Literature, editor-in-chief Li Qingquan came to the office as usual.

Li Qingquan has been very busy recently. Ever since a horse shepherd named Lao Xu appeared here, the sales of their magazine have been rising steadily.

Lao Xu has launched a new Wrangler model, and Li Qingquan comes to check the latest sales.

At the same time, I also made an appointment to have lunch with Liu Xinwu, the editor-in-chief of October, Li Shuguang of Renwenshe, and Zhang Guangnian of People's Literature.

But just as they arrived at the office, the editorial team leader Zhou Yanru rushed in and shouted, "Lao Li, Lao Li, it's bad, Lao Qian criticized us!"

"Old Qian criticized us? Isn't this a good thing?"

After a brief moment of surprise, Li Qingquan's face was filled with joy! Regardless of whether to criticize or not, it was a great honor for Yenching Literature that Lao Qian could comment on them!
Why did Lao Zhou get so anxious?
"I don't know if it's a good thing or not, but what I want to tell you, Lao Li, is that he criticized Lao Xu's "The Shepherd"!"

"I'm just asking you, Lao Li, have you said hello to Lao Qian at the symposium next Wednesday?"

Li Qingquan's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he thought to himself, oh no, he really forgot about this!

"Now I will go to his house to invite him in person!"

Li Qingquan couldn't sit still anymore. No matter who he was, he couldn't forget this great god!
Although this great god is too lazy to show his face every time he is invited, he will never come! But whether he comes or not is one thing, whether you invite him or not is another!

Originally, Old Qian had some opinions about their Yenching Literature, and no one knew why!
Now even he is forgotten during the symposium, it’s so annoying!
"Give me the newspaper!"

I went out in a hurry, and came back to quickly pick up the Wenhui Daily that I had not had time to read.

In this way, we hurried and arrived at Lao Qian's courtyard house early in the morning.

Feeling nervous and apprehensive, he walked in with a shy face. Just then he saw Old Qian practicing in the yard. He walked up to him and greeted him angrily: "Old Qian, Old Qian, are you practicing?"

"Hey, isn't this the editor-in-chief Li from Yanjing Literature? Who are you looking for? Look for Old Feng from the Foreign Language Bureau. He lives in the backyard, not the front yard!"

Old Qian was still practicing his Tai Chi, and he didn't even bother to look at the old guy!
What Mr. and Mrs. Feng had predicted was right before. Li Qingquan had really forgotten about him!

Looking at the Yenching area, if any magazine or newspaper holds a symposium or tea party, doesn't it have to greet Lao Qian and give him a warm invitation?
But Li Qingquan of Yenching Literature is in a bad situation. The symposium he is planning for "The Shepherd" is about to start, but there has been no response so far.

Yes!
Under normal circumstances, Li Qingquan would have forgotten about it. Mr. Qian is a magnanimous man and would not bother to care about it.

But he can’t stand the fact that Mr. and Mrs. Feng live in his backyard!

They are all in the same circle, why did they invite both of them but leave out Lao Qian?

If you leaked it, then you leaked it. It would be fine if Old Qian didn’t know about it!
But Lao Feng's wife asked him almost every day, "Did you, Li Qingquan, invite me?" Why didn't you, Li Qingquan, invite me? Did you not take Lao Qian seriously? Did you, Li Qingquan, float away from the sky?

Row!
You, Yenching Literature, are competing with her October, so why are you taking a roundabout way to direct your fire at Old Qian? !

Yes!
Lao Qian also realized that it was Lao Feng's wife who was fanning the flames and irritating him!

I don’t know what she is trying to do?
But did you, Li Qingquan, really not invite him and forget about his old money?
If you, Li Qingquan, had not forgotten to send the invitation letter earlier, no matter how much Old Feng fanned the flames, could it have irritated Old Qian?

"Mr. Qian, Mr. Qian! I'm here to look for you!"

Li Qingquan didn't even dare to call him Old Qian, and just flattered him by calling him "Old Qian". It was true that he had been too busy recently and had completely forgotten about it!
But being busy is definitely not an excuse for him to forget Lao Qian.

"Looking for me!?"

"Editor-in-Chief Li, you are a very busy man. How can you use an old man like me when you are easily forgetful?!"

Old Qian still didn't stop, and he fucked Li Qingquan again while moving his body in and out!

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten. No matter who I forget, I'll never forget you, Mr. Qian!"

"It's like this. Our publishing house will hold a symposium for "The Horse Shepherd" next Wednesday. Teacher Ding will also be present, so we hope that you, Mr. Qian, can also go to support our new author!" Li Qingquan said with great flattery.

"Ding Ling will go too?!" Old Qian stopped after hearing this and asked in surprise, "Is this her first public appearance after her comeback?"

"you do not say!"

Li Qingquan continued with a shy face and said with a smile!

As for the fact that Ding Ling would also attend the symposium on "The Shepherd", it was indeed beyond Li Qingquan's expectations. He couldn't understand why Ding Ling was so unreservedly supporting Lao Xu of "The Shepherd".

Do you know the identity of Lao Xu in "The Shepherd"?
But Li Qingquan checked the relationship between Ding Ling and The Shepherd author Lao Xu, also known as Cheng Xuemin, and they didn't match.

Even Ding Ling and the Feng family have basically no relationship!
So why did she support "The Horse Shepherd" so strongly? To be honest, Li Qingquan was also confused and didn't understand.

Could it be that Ding Ling really resonated with "The Shepherd"?

"Who is this Lao Xu, the author of The Horse Herder? Ding Ling either gave her comments or supported him and attended his seminars?!"

Lao Qian asked again.

Isn’t this a bit too abnormal?

Ding Ling had just returned to Beijing not long ago. She had never spoken in any public occasion and had always been living a secluded and low-key life, waiting for her reputation to be restored.

But why is it that before she has clearly recovered, she has started jumping around, either writing comments and speaking out about "The Horse Wrangler" or attending seminars on "The Horse Wrangler"? This is a complete change from her previous low-key style!

"Huh?! Actually... you should know the author of The Wrangler, Mr. Qian!"

Li Qingquan hid in the backyard, wanting to speak directly, who is the author of "The Horse Herder"? Doesn't he live in the backyard of your house, Old Qian?
"I should know him!? Who is that!?"

"I'm old, and my memory is not good! Editor-in-Chief Li, please don't play tricks on me. Just say who it is. When someone says something wrong, hide half of the truth and let me guess!"

"I guess you're a big shot!"

Uh!
Li Qingquan was miserable. If he didn't know Lao Qian's temper, he would have thought that Lao Qian was scolding him!

"This... is for the author's own consideration... He won't let us talk about it to anyone else!"

"Let's go!"

As he spoke, Lao Qian's face suddenly changed. If you are not allowed to talk nonsense about "uncle" to others, then why are you, Li Qingquan, still standing here?
"Old Qian, Old Qian! Old Qian, Old Qian, please listen to my explanation, please listen to my explanation!" Li Qingquan was so miserable that he couldn't even complain when he saw Old Qian driving him away.

"Look, look! Old Qian, aren't you curious about who the author of The Shepherd, Old Xu, is?"

"Aren't you curious about why Ding Ling supports The Horse Shepherd so much?"

"Come to my forum and I promise that on the day of the forum, you, Old Qian, will definitely know who this author of The Horse Herder, Old Xu, is!"

"Besides, it will definitely surprise you with endless surprises!"

When Li Qingquan saw Feng's mother Gu Xueqing coming out of the backyard, followed by her son-in-law and daughter, Lao Xu, the author of The Shepherd, his eyes lit up and he hooked the words to Lao Qian!

"I don't believe you..." Old Qian pouted at him, but quickly changed his tone and said, "Old Li, you haven't read the Wenhui Daily today? Didn't you know that I gave a review of your Yenching Literature?"

"Ah?!" Li Qingquan was stunned for a moment when the topic suddenly changed, but he quickly realized that Old Qian was talking to Old Feng's family, so he quickly followed suit and said:

"Yes, yes! No, no! I was in a hurry to go out, and I didn't have time to read the newspaper! Why, Mr. Qian, did you comment on our Yenching Literature?"

"It's an honor. It's an honor. You should come to support our symposium this time!"

"Fuck your uncle!" Old Qian cursed in his heart!
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(End of this chapter)