Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 244 The Good News of Liang Yuejin

Li Feng laughed with a guilty conscience.

What are you thinking, "People's Literature", being able to publish an article in a literary magazine in the province is already the limit of his imagination.

Of course, it is not mandatory for everyone to participate in the reading club, but does Li Feng dare not participate?Liu Queen Aisha will tell him the consequences of not participating.

When "Fugui" was published, Mao Chunhua invited He Ping to his home for dinner, calling it a celebration for her boyfriend, who didn't know how careful she was.

In the evening, Wen Guizhen cooked a table of meals, and Mao Xueshan came back very late as usual.

"Dad, why did you come back?" Mao Chunhua scolded.

"What are you doing, can you not be busy?" Mao Xueshan took off his coat, and Wen Guizhen hung it on the hanger for him, "When did He Ping come over?"

"Come in the afternoon."

Mao Chunhua showed off and took out a thick copy of "People's Literature", "Dad, look!"

Mao Xueshan took it and said with a smile: "I knew it earlier, Guoqiang told me about it."

Mao Chunhua was a little disappointed that he didn't show off his success, "Why is this so boring. He is really a god of ears."

Mao Xueshan ignored his daughter, and encouraged He Ping: "The novel is well written. Many people around me have already read it, and they often praise you in front of me. Keep working hard."

"Everyone is just looking at your face." He Ping said modestly.

"I'm not old enough to be confused. I can tell the truth from the fake. Everyone's feedback makes me eager to see it. It just so happens that Chunhua got it back today, so I'll have to look it up tonight."

"Hurry up and eat, the food will be cold in a while." Wen Guizhen urged.

"Stop talking, let's eat and eat."

When He Ping poured wine for Mao Xueshan, Mao Xueshan refused, "I won't drink tonight, I have something to tell you after dinner."

Without drinking, dinner speeded up a lot, and it was finished in less than half an hour. Wen Guizhen and Mao Chunhua got up to clean up the dishes.

Mao Xueshan talked about the business with He Ping, "Wang Changtian's going in is already a certainty. I didn't let you in before because I knew you were not satisfied with the previous style of county ZX. This time we cleared up this cancer. Are you interested in joining? "

He Ping has a natural rejection of this kind of organization, but since the future father-in-law has spoken out, and the most hated people in it have also entered, it's okay for him to go to support the work of the father-in-law.

"Do you need me to do something about your one sentence?" He Ping agreed quite happily.

Mao Xueshan said: "You don't need to prepare anything. I will send you the certificate later. If there are activities in the future, you can take time to participate in them as appropriate."

The successful publication of "Fu Gui" caused repercussions not only among his circle of acquaintances and friends in Ping County, but also those friends he met in Shanghai and Beijing.

These people were all amazed when they saw his new work published on the latest special issue of "People's Literature", and after reading the content, they were all in admiration of He Ping's talent.

With the ferment of the "Fugui" craze, the editorial department of "People's Literature" also began to forward the letters sent to him by his readers to He Ping. Compared with the letters from readers when he published his works before, the number of letters this time is not the same. And language.

Kan Liwen handed a heavy envelope to He Ping, "I said you can let me relax for two days. Recently, I have only delivered letters to you. Do I have to do other work?"

He Ping laughed, "You can't tell me about this matter, you should go to the editorial department or the readers."

"I don't look for them, you are the culprit."

The two were joking, which also explained from the side how popular He Ping's "Fu Gui" was received this time.Counting the previous letters from readers, the study room at home is almost full, and there is no room for people to stay.

Is it really necessary to buy a few houses specially for letters from readers like Zheng Yuanjie did?

Is this a little too bloated?But it seems to be quite emotional.

He Ping was still immersed in his fantasy when he was awakened by a voice, "Another letter from a reader?"

Guo Wenxing learned of He Ping's other identity - a well-known writer - from members of the team.

How famous is it?Anyway, Guo Wenxing hadn't heard of it, but he had read He Ping's latest masterpiece. He really didn't expect that He Ping, who was shrewd and sophisticated, had such a literary side.

It's unbelievable!

"It's all forwarded by the editorial department, so it's not too much trouble, just let them help with it!"

Guo Wenxing said with a smile: "You really don't know how to be blessed. It is your good fortune that you wrote such an excellent novel and won the love of so many readers. Many writers may not be able to write a book that makes people feel happy. It’s a commendable work, but you’re still being hypocritical.”

"I'm not hypocritical, the main reason is that so many letters from readers really can't be answered. You know my day's work, how can I have time to reply to them one by one!"

Guo Wenxing and He Ping have been together for so many days, so they naturally know his daily workload.This is not counting the time he spends on creation, he really has no effort.

"Where there is gain, there must be loss!"

The two were talking when Han Zhaojun ran over, "Brother He Ping, I jumped into the chicken farm and said I have something to do with you."

He Ping followed Han Zhaojun to the chicken farm.

Liang Yuejin came to Hantun specifically to look for He Ping this time. When he saw He Ping, he said happily, "Brother, why didn't you say something when you came back?"

"If you have anything to say, I'll be away for a month or so. But it's been a long time since I saw you. Let's have a good drink in the afternoon."

"Sure, no problem."

The two brothers hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had a few warm words, and they talked about business, "What's the matter here?"

Speaking of this, Liang Yuejin couldn't help but grinned, "The route to Jinzhou has been completed, and our eggs can be shipped there."

He Ping was a little surprised, he really didn't expect Liang Yuejin to be able to accomplish this.Jinzhou is a sub-provincial city, the second largest city in Liao Province, and its consumption of eggs is no less than that of Fengcheng.

"That's great, you kid can do it! You really made it happen." He Ping patted Liang Yuejin on the shoulder and said.

Liang Yuejin chuckled, "It's all thanks to Jiajia."

"How to say?" He Ping asked curiously.

"His cousin from afar is the head of the non-staple food department in Jinzhou. She entrusted his mother with a letter to his uncle. It happened that there was a shortage of eggs in the market in Jinzhou, so it happened."

He Ping thumped him, "Your girlfriend has no use for nothing. I didn't expect to be able to help. When do you plan to do things?"

"I'm not in a hurry, you have nothing to do, why should I be in a hurry."

When He Ping saw Liang Yuejin's energy, he knew that he hadn't played enough. After all, it was a matter between the two of them, so he didn't want to talk too much.

"Okay, I have to drink well today, or I'll be sorry for you coming all the way here."

(End of this chapter)