1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 16 Suffering and Interview

As it gradually darkened, a dim electric light was on in the house, and the room layout appeared clearly in sight.

There is a long table with drawers, and the white-burning honeycomb coal lies quietly in the coal stove, giving off the last bit of heat.

The furnishings on the kang were also very simple. A shrunken bed sheet was spread on a larger mattress, barely covering a part near the head of the bed. The grayish-white cotton mattress was exposed at the foot of the bed. It was tattered and had several holes bitten by mice, with the cotton wool overflowing from it.

The quilt is okay, at least it's not too thin, and it's enough to keep warm in winter.

"Comrade Xiao Cheng... I really don't know how to thank you. I already needed your help on the train, and now I am bothering you to spend money. Otherwise, I really don't know how I would have gotten through this winter."

Shang Cui rearranged her hair, washed her face, looked up at Cheng Kaiyan and said, her dark eyes slightly red, with gratitude and worry in them.

"nothing."

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head and looked at the woman in front of her who was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

Although her skin was a little rough and dark from working in the fields for many years, her face was quite delicate and she was a pretty woman.

No wonder she was noticed by the educated youth from Beijing and gave birth to a two or three-year-old daughter.

"I have been a soldier in southern Xinjiang for four or five years, so we are half fellow villagers. The people in southern Xinjiang are warm and hospitable. Many of my comrades are from southern Xinjiang. Besides, it's just some food and buns, which is nothing, but..."

Cheng Kaiyan glanced at the little girl who fell asleep after dinner, and hesitated to speak: "Didn't you come here to find your husband? How did it turn out?"

Shang Cui looked down at her daughter and shook her head gently.

really……

Cheng Kaiyan was not surprised by this result.

At this time, the night was getting darker.

The wooden square-framed windows in the rental house were shaken by the north wind from time to time, making a banging sound. The windows were also a little leaky, and a little bit of cold air leaked in, making people feel cold.

Shang Cui was very nervous. Her mind told her that she should seize this opportunity and borrow some money from the only person she knew in the capital to get through the difficult times.

But her education and self-esteem strongly opposed doing so.

So she was caught in a difficult situation.

"Comrade Xiao Cheng, I..."

"Sister Shang Cui, I..."

Unexpectedly, they both spoke at the same time, then looked at each other in silence.

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head. "Let me start. I'm currently conceiving a literary work about educated youth. But you know I'm not an educated youth and I'm not familiar with rural life. Also, I want to use you as the prototype of this story..." "Ah?"

Shang Cui was stunned.

Comrade Xiao Cheng is actually a writer? No wonder he looks so gentle and talented.

Do you want to write about the lives of educated youth? And do you want to use me as the prototype? Am I really qualified to do this?
"Of course it's no problem. Comrade Xiao Cheng, you've helped me a lot. It's just... an interview. That's nothing."

Although Shang Cui was very nervous, she still nodded slightly and agreed.

However, she was unable to express herself clearly and didn't know what words to use at the end. It was only after Cheng Kaiyan suggested a text interview that the conversation continued.

"That's good,"

Cheng Kaiyan seemed to realize something and took out a small plate of banknotes from his pocket and handed it over.

"No, no, no! I don't want this!" Shang Cui excitedly waved her hands to refuse.

But Cheng Kaiyan said, "Don't rush to refuse, I never owe anyone a favor.

I need to hear your story about you and that scumbag husband who abandoned his wife and daughter. Nothing can be hidden.

In this process, it is inevitable that you will touch upon the suffering in your life, or things and thoughts that are difficult to talk about. The ten dollars is the reward. It is imperative to make it bloody and true. Only in this way can the artistry of the novel be maximized. "

When Shang Cui heard Cheng Kaiyan say this, she firmly believed in her heart that he was a good person.

Shang Cui was struggling internally as she saw the stack of banknotes that she had once longed for so much in her hand.

The time she spent with that man was her happiest days, but ever since he left her and her daughter, the sweetness she once had has now turned into a memory more bitter than coptis.

Although she is reluctant to recall the past with her educated youth husband, but... she still has a child.

"Okay, I agree, but this is a loan."

Shang Cui's eyes suddenly became extremely firm. She looked deeply at the young man in front of her, stretched out her hands to take the ten yuan, and her expression was like a pilgrim.

"Then I'll leave first, don't let the child go hungry anymore."

Cheng Kaiyan hid his achievements and fame, turned around and left, leaving a sentence before closing the door.

"I'll bring paper and pen tomorrow, so be prepared."

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(End of this chapter)