The next night, after dinner, Tao Yumo went into the room of Lin Chaoyang and his wife, with an excited face and excitedly recounted the experience of attending the poetry symposium today.
“Students at YSU are particularly brave to speak out!”
"It is generally believed that the problem with current poetry is that it lacks true feelings, avoids social issues, and dares not speak what is in the hearts of ordinary people."
"The most in-depth question that everyone discussed was 'Where is the future of poetry?', and they gave very high praise to Ai Qing's "On the Top of the Waves" and Bai Hua's "Sunshine, No One Can Monopolize"."
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Lin Chaoyang was not interested in listening to his sister-in-law's talk. He liked reading poetry, but he didn't like this kind of activity that was like taking stimulants.
However, Tao Yushu listened very carefully and felt that the information brought back by Tao Yumo was very useful. He could write a comment to discuss the current situation and future development of the domestic poetry circle.
After Tao Yumo left, the couple discussed the New Year's Eve issue. This year's New Year's Eve is on January 28, and there are still less than twenty days left.
This year is the first year of marriage for the two of them, so it stands to reason that they should go back to their hometown.
But Tao Yushu just went back in August, and now the time between going back is a bit close.
This is not the key point. The most critical point is that it costs money and time.
It would take four or five days to go back and forth. Tao Yushu had time during the winter vacation, but Lin Chaoyang still had to go to work. The time he spent at home might not be as long as the time he spent on the road.
"I think that instead of spending all the money on the road, it is better to send the money directly to my parents."
If they take a hard sleeper and go back, the round trip fare for the two of them will cost one hundred yuan, plus shopping, the trip back will cost at least two hundred yuan.
Tao Yushu's words surprised Lin Chaoyang, "Send money to your family?"
"Well. Didn't my mother give me five hundred yuan when I left? You should also understand how much this five hundred yuan means to the old couple.
I was thinking that I could send the money back to them, saying it was your salary, just to honor them."
Lin Chaoyang said: "Send five hundred yuan to my family? Then don't we have no money?"
It wasn't that Lin Chaoyang didn't want to send money to his parents, but he was concerned about Tao Yushu's thoughts and was afraid that she was just being polite.
"I didn't say send it all back. You just send it a hundred yuan a year."
He pondered and said: "You have to think clearly, if this is mailing, it can't stop in the future. After the five hundred yuan given by parents is used up, you have to spend your own money."
"In your heart, am I so reluctant to spend my own money?" Tao Yushu rolled her eyes at him, "My parents are old and living in the countryside. Now you don't fulfill your filial piety in front of them and send them some money, right?
Should it?”
Lin Chaoyang had never mentioned taking care of his parents in the countryside, so he didn't think Tao Yushu was just talking politely. Her words made Lin Chaoyang both happy and ashamed.
Fortunately, I married a well-educated, virtuous and virtuous daughter-in-law. What I am ashamed of is that I only thought about waiting for the conditions to improve in a few years and brought the old couple to Yanjing to enjoy the happiness, but I did not consider taking care of them now. Tao Yushu said
It is his shortcomings that make up for it.
He held Tao Yushu in his arms and said, "Marrying you is truly the greatest blessing in my life!"
"I think so too!"
Tao Yushu looked up at him, his face full of mischief.
While the couple was enjoying each other's feelings, Lin Chaoyang's conscience agitated again.
After marrying such a good wife, I still think about setting up a small treasury all day long.
I am really not a human being!
"daughter in law!"
"Huh?" Tao Yushu snuggled into his arms, her face full of happiness.
"Actually... there is something I have been hiding from you." Lin Chaoyang gritted his teeth.
"What's going on?"
Lin Chaoyang held her shoulders with both hands, and the two looked at each other. Tao Yushu's eyes were confused.
The more she behaves like this, the more guilty Lin Chaoyang feels.
If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good.
Ever since he was a child, he has never made big mistakes but kept making small ones. It doesn't matter if he admits his mistakes.
With this comforting feeling in his heart, Lin Chaoyang spoke with difficulty.
"Actually, during this time, I have been trying to create."
Hearing this, Tao Yushu's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Really? I think you have some talent in literary creation. Have you written any works? Bring it to me for reference."
When things came to a close, Lin Chaoyang hesitated again.
Tao Yushu thought that he felt that what he wrote was immature and he was embarrassed to show it to others. Every novice had this mentality.
"It doesn't matter, everyone has a first time. Besides, if you don't trust others, don't you trust me?
I am a college student in the Chinese Department and someone who has made comments in the "Literary News". Let me use my professional perspective to help you refer to it, which will definitely be more effective than writing it yourself."
Tao Yushu's eyes were shining brightly as he looked at Lin Chaoyang, with four words flashing in them: He is good at being a teacher.
Lin Chaoyang struggled fiercely in his heart. At the last moment when his conscience was gone, he made a decision in his heart.
He walked to the bookshelf and found the 1978 issue 11 of "Yanjing Literature and Art" that Tao Yushu had been reading a few days ago.
"What?"
Tao Yushu took the magazine he handed over and asked in confusion.
Lin Chaoyang opened the magazine and turned to the part where "Wrangler" was printed.
"This..." He pointed at the magazine, his eyes more serious than ever before, "I wrote it!"
Tao Yushu looked at the title of the magazine, then looked at her husband in front of her, feeling that she was hallucinating.
"Did you write "The Wrangler"?"
Lin Chaoyang nodded firmly, "That's right."
Tao Yushu laughed for some reason, "Stop teasing me. I know you have great ideas in literature, but..."
She looked at Lin Chaoyang's serious expression, but couldn't say anything anymore. She couldn't help but ask again, "Did you really write it?"
"Guaranteed replacement if fake!"
Tao Yushu examined Lin Chaoyang's expression, and her face gradually became serious. She said no more, but sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and seriously read "The Wrangler" again, which she had read countless times.
Lin Chaoyang was confused by her actions. What does it mean? If you want to kill or cut into pieces, please give me a happy word. What does it mean if you lower your head and read there?
After being anxious for two minutes, Lin Chaoyang suddenly realized.
He thought about every critical moment in workplace negotiations in later generations, when the two sides were at war with each other, tit for tat, but remained silent, waiting for who would speak first.
Not speaking is just to create psychological pressure on the other person.
Well, yes, that's the case.
I have to calm down, everything I do is for the sake of family harmony.
More than twenty minutes passed by in a flash, and Lin Chaoyang thought of a hundred ways to plead guilty. Tao Yushu finally turned his attention from the magazine to him.
The moment he felt his eyes falling on him, Lin Chaoyang subconsciously sat up straight with his face full of righteousness.
"Why are you so nervous?"
"Am I nervous?"
"Aren't you nervous?"
"No worries!"
Tao Yushu looked impatient, then raised the magazine in his hand and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"It's a long story..."
"Then let's make a long story short."
Lin Chaoyang sensed the danger signal and decided to abandon all rhetoric.
"I am a rural boy who married a college student, became the son-in-law of a professor, and was assigned a job in the Yanda Library. I feel that I need to make progress.
There will definitely be no improvement at work in a short period of time. It happened that I had some ideas in literary creation, so I wrote a novel and submitted it to "Yenjing Literature and Art" with the mentality of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, they really
Used it.”
Listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, Tao Yushu's eyes softened.
She thought she was considerate and knew very well that her husband would be under a lot of psychological pressure when he came to Yanjing with her.
But she felt that she might have underestimated the psychological pressure this incident would bring to her husband.
Although what he said was very brief, Tao Yushu could still make up for the depression in her husband's heart during this period of time from these words.
Tao Yushu felt a pang of distress in his heart when he thought that he was tormented by this incident every day and had trouble sleeping and eating, yet he still pretended to be strong and even had to carry his own efforts.
"Then why didn't you tell me beforehand?"
Seeing that Tao Yushu's eyes and words softened, Lin Chaoyang breathed a sigh of relief.
This level is halfway over.
"It's so nice to save face! If the writing is not good and it is returned by other publications, it will be very embarrassing."
Tao Yushu smiled and said: "Are you still afraid of losing face? You are arrogant!"
"I don't call that arrogance, it's self-confidence."
Just when he let down his guard and thought everything would be fine soon, Tao Yushu asked in a cold voice: "Then why didn't you tell me when the novel was published?"
Deadly!
Chapter completed!