1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 84 Return to Beijing and Conflict

The T38 express train slowly passes through Luoyang, Henan.

This ancient capital, which has been the dream of countless people in history, has become a thing of the past.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sun was at its highest point in the sky at this time, and the warm sunlight shone through the glass windows into sleeper car number 12.

Several educated young men dressed as students were sitting upright on the lower bunk opposite, two girls and one boy. The two girls were killing time with a book in their hands, while the boy, who was in his twenties, was munching on a piece of steamed bun while fiddling with a small radio on the table.

A crackling sound of electricity came out of the speaker. The sound was not loud, but it was annoying enough.

Cheng Kaiyan lay in the soft berth, closed her eyes and rested, ignoring these things.

After getting on the bus at seven o'clock, he completed the formalities and put his luggage away, then used his small shoulder bag as a pillow and fell asleep.

When you sleep outside with the sun shining on your face, your pores open up and you feel warm, which makes you feel comfortable and you don't want to move even when you lie down.

"Hmm~"

He turned over and got up, stretching himself, attracting the attention of the three young men.

One of the girls, who had short hair, was wearing a red sweater and a black cotton coat on her legs, looked up subconsciously.

Cheng Kaiyan didn't care. He was not the kind of person who liked to make friends. He looked down at his watch and found that it was already noon and time for lunch.

Even for distinguished sleeper passengers, meals have to be paid for; there is no such thing as free meals.

Cheng Kaiyan sat down in front of the small table and opened his small backpack. He slept on the lower bunk, which was quite convenient for eating and reading.

Everything in the small army green shoulder bag is packed separately using plastic bags and kraft paper, so there is no need to worry about getting it dirty or leaking oil.

Cheng Kaiyan took a look and saw that there were quite a lot of things.

It was a bottle of Binjiang soda in a glass bottle. I don’t know what these girls were thinking. The soda bottle had to be returned and they had to pay for it if it was lost.

Four buns, some pancakes, and some fried beef, which were left over from yesterday.

The temperature is low in winter, so eating some lettuce and leftovers is nothing big. Who doesn’t eat some leftovers these days?

After choosing, he decided to have the beef wrap and some soda.

He took it out and placed it on the table, which attracted the attention of the young male student opposite him. He smiled and asked, "Comrade, the food is delicious. Beef rolls and soda. Are you from Jiangcheng?"

"It's OK. I prepared it at home."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded and rolled up the pancake, then took the soda and knocked it on the corner of the bed. The bottle cap fell off and he caught it and put it away.

The two didn't chat for long. Cheng Kaiyan was eating happily, taking a bite of pancake and a sip of soda.

"Zizizi~ Welcome... Zizizihu... Sound--Radio,"

Not long after, the radio that the young man had been fiddling with for a long time finally rang. It was a small radio powered by dry batteries and had limited receivable frequencies.

The other two girls' eyes also lit up. Just reading a book is quite torturous, so it is nice to listen to music.

After receiving the signal, the young man gently adjusted it a few times, and the voice finally became free of noise: "There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village, she is pretty and kind..."

One of the girls with short hair listened carefully for a while and found that she had never heard this song before. She immediately asked curiously: "Comrade, what song is this? Why have I never heard this song before?"

"You don't know this, right? This is a song that was just released recently! I'm telling you, it's really popular! It's a song from Jiangcheng. I heard it a few days ago when I was in college in Jiangcheng. It's said to be sung by a dancer named Liu Xiaoli. The voice, the lyrics, and the music are so beautiful!"

The young man quickly glanced at the girl's pretty wheat-colored face and explained hastily.

"Jiangcheng's song? What's its name? I want to listen to it when I get back."

"Xiao Fang! It's absolutely great, I tell you! It's even been published in the Yangtze River Daily and Hubei Daily!"

“It sounds really nice!”

The three young people listened with great interest for a while, and then the girl with long hair wrote down the lyrics in a notebook.

At this moment, the young man asked Cheng Kaiyan again: "Comrade, what do you think?"

"not bad."

Cheng Kaiyan looked at his expression and felt that this guy had a strong desire to share. She thought, "But you asked about the real owner. This was written by me and sung by my partner. But Xiaofang spread the word pretty quickly. It has now reached Luoyang, Henan. I wonder if anyone in Beijing has listened to it."

The young man nodded when he heard the answer. It was indeed a great feeling to have Amway successfully implemented.

……

The next day at five o'clock in the afternoon.

Finally, with a continuous clanging sound, the train arrived at BJ Station in the great capital.

After packing up her things and getting out of the car, stepping on the familiar land, Cheng Kaiyan found that no one came to pick her up this time.

The station square is still bustling with people, but there is a hint of festivity in the air.

Especially on the billboard across the street, the picture has changed, and a family is laughing and talking happily in the red festive atmosphere.

The slogan was also changed: "Happy Spring Festival, blessings to all families!"

"Unite and revitalize China!"

...Cheng Kaiyan took a bus to the alley and walked for more than ten minutes before he saw the broken stone statue at the gate of Wutong Courtyard.

The sound arrived before entering the courtyard.

"Jianjun, let's go! Let's go out and smash the place!"

"Here comes Wenyuan!"

"Let's go! Today we are celebrating the success of the army. You, good boy, wrote a letter to the Central Radio and Television Station without saying a word. The leader has replied to you. You must have a good time today!"

"It's just a letter of advice, it's nothing."

"You're being modest again, aren't you? This is a Chinese character!"

Five or six young men started shouting in the yard, their voices high and excited, making such a commotion that the yard was almost turned upside down!

One of them, Zhao Jianjun, who was wearing a red sweater and a jacket, had a rosy face and walked towards the door amid the shouts and support of the crowd.

"Jianjun, Jianjun, where are you going? It's time to eat, and I made your favorite pork stewed with vermicelli!"

Aunt Zhao came out of the kitchen built under a plastic shed, carrying dishes and chopsticks, and hurriedly called her son.

"Mom, Wenyuan and I are going out to eat! Give me five dollars."

Zhao Jianjun, with his hair combed back, walked back and stretched out his hand and said.

After returning to the bustling capital from the remote western Jiangxi, he has become much more energetic and stylish. It is said that the climate and soil of Beijing are good for making people beautiful!
"Money, money, money! All I think about every day is money!"

Aunt Zhao cursed a few times in a sharp voice, but in the end she felt sorry for her son and took out a five-yuan note from her pocket and gave it to him, "Come back soon!"

"Okay~"

"Let's go!"

After Zhao Jianjun got the money, he and a group of people walked out of the compound in a heroic and heroic manner, arm in arm.

When they reached the gate of the compound, they ran into Cheng Kaiyan and they bumped into each other.

"Who is it? You don't watch where you're walking!"

Wang Zhen, a man with a shaggy hair and a thick body, roared.

"You don't have eyes!"

Xiao Wenyuan, who was skinny and had a horse face, reached out to push impatiently.

"Huh? Can you try saying it again?"

Cheng Kaiyan frowned, grabbed his hand, and pinched the skinny monkey, causing him to scream in pain.

"Relax, loosen, loosen! Let go, brother... your hand is going to break!"

Xiao Wenyuan had one of his hands pinched and he bent his body in pain, begging for mercy with a miserable cry.

Zhao Jianjun, who was standing at the side, saw Cheng Kaiyan's face and quickly shouted, "Brother Kaiyan, you're back from military service? This is Wenyuan, Wenyuan, hurry up and apologize. This is Brother Kaiyan, let your lousy mouth talk nonsense."

"Brother! Let go, Brother Kaiyan, it's going to break!"

When Xiao Wenyuan raised his head, a face appeared in front of him and he quickly begged for mercy.

"Be more careful next time!"

Cheng Kaiyan shook his hand away, said coldly, then turned and walked in.

"Who is this?"

Wang Zhen stared at Cheng Kaiyan's receding figure and asked.

"Cheng Kaiyan, have you forgotten?"

Zhao Jianjun explained.

"That pretty boy?"

"So it's him. What's so great about him? He's still an unemployed vagrant, huh!"

Xiao Wenyuan covered his hands and sneered.

"He went to Jiangcheng and stayed in a guesthouse. Isn't he better than you?"

Zhao Jianjun rolled his eyes. He had also learned some news from the hospital in the past few days since he came back.

"I've seen a lot of this. Isn't it just a small magazine? It's just a scam. When I lived in a cave in the northwest, I also published a magazine. This is a small magazine that I submitted to, and I've had my manuscripts accepted several times. Let me tell you, a friend of mine submitted to Huacheng! He's definitely one of the four famous actresses!"

Liu Yuhao, a dark-skinned man with glasses and a bowl-cut hair, said with disdain.

"So awesome?"

"Of course. I'll arrange for you to meet me tomorrow."

"Let's go! Let's go to a restaurant!"

(End of this chapter)