Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 70 Let him see the dangers of society

After dinner, Zhao Li returned to her room and said excitedly, "I never thought that Chaoyang, who usually keeps quiet, could write and publish a novel, and it is so popular!"

Tao Yucheng sighed: "Yes, who could have imagined it?"

Sensing the frustration in his tone, Zhao Li squeezed his hand, "You're not bad either."

It would have been better if she didn't say anything. Once she said it, Tao Yucheng felt even worse.

"Wife, Chaoyang only has a junior high school education and he doesn't seem to have written many novels before. How come he has become so famous all of a sudden?"

Zhao Li consoled him, "Everyone has different strengths. Maybe his strength is writing novels?"

"What about me?" Tao Yucheng asked expectantly.

Zhao Li pondered for a moment, "A treat?"

Tao Yucheng's face was filled with grief and indignation. "Have you forgotten the love poems I wrote to you when we were dating?"

"The past is the past, and the present is the present." Zhao Li muttered.

Tao Yucheng glared at his wife. Women are so fickle!
"Hey, did you notice mom's reaction?" Zhao Li asked.

"What's wrong with mom? Do you still expect her to look at Chaoyang differently?"

"Why not? Chaoyang is a famous writer now."

When it came to business, Tao Yucheng's expression became serious and he shook his head.

"It's not that easy. Mom has been holding her breath."

"What's wrong with you?"

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Zhao Li thought he was keeping her in suspense, but Tao Yucheng just shook his head and said nothing, with an unfathomable look on his face.

"You're just being mysterious. If you don't want to tell me, forget it!"

While the two were talking, in the room next door, Mr. and Mrs. Tao.

Tao's mother was leaning against the bedside reading a book wearing her reading glasses. Tao's father had just changed his clothes and was getting ready to go to bed. He looked at his wife and seemed to be hesitant to say something.

"Ruohui!" Father Tao called out the name he only used when they were together.

Tao's mother seemed to be absorbed in reading and did not notice his voice.

But Mr. Tao understood her. He confiscated Mother Tao's books. Mother Tao asked impatiently, "Why?"

"Talk." Father Tao said and went to bed.

Tao's mother turned her back. She had already guessed what her husband wanted to say and did not give him a chance to speak.

"Ah! I know you are angry." Tao's father gently stroked her shoulder. "It is true that Chaoyang was born in the countryside and has a low level of education, but have you ever thought about why the child has achieved such results in such a short time?"

After waiting for a while, seeing that Mother Tao didn't respond, Father Tao continued to talk to himself, "Yushu is our daughter. You love her and I love her too. We all hope for the best for her. She married Chaoyang, and life was a little difficult at first, but if the couple can support each other step by step until the end, it would not be a bad thing."

"Sometimes I wonder, in your heart, how much of your anger is directed at Chaoyang?
Did this child suffer from the same fate we experienced in previous years and the times? "

Having said this, seeing that his wife still didn't respond, Tao's father sighed and stopped trying to persuade her.

The next morning, while having breakfast, Lin Chaoyang secretly observed Tao's mother's reaction.

After they left the house, he asked, "Your mother's attitude doesn't seem to have changed?"

"You're just trying to save face." Tao Yushu kicked open the bicycle stand and talked to Lin Chaoyang as they walked.

"You don't need to worry about her attitude right now. Instead, you should focus on your next work. As long as you produce more and more works and become more and more famous, she won't dare to do anything even if she doesn't like you."

Although he knew that Tao Yushu was trying to comfort him, Lin Chaoyang felt that she was taking the opportunity to put pressure on him.

"Wife, I just finished writing a novel and it hasn't been published yet." Lin Chaoyang complained.

Tao Yushu's thoughts were revealed by him, so she took his arm and rubbed it, "I didn't say you should write now, I just want you to have some time to think about it, the work in the library is not so leisurely."

"Comrade college students, the division of labor in revolutionary work is different. Your task is to study, but you cannot look down on our work in the library."

Lin Chaoyang pretended to be serious, which earned him a punch from Tao Yushu.

The popularity of "Unnamed Lake" in Yanda seems to have accelerated the spread of Lin Chaoyang's hidden identity.

Within two days, everyone in the library knew that Professor Tao's son-in-law, Lin Chaoyang, a young man working at the closed-shelf lending desk, was Xu Lingjun, the author of the recently popular novel "The Shepherd".

Lin Chaoyang has to face the good-natured teasing of his colleagues at work, and of course the malicious speculation and ridicule in private.

Laugh at people who have nothing, hate people who have money, dislike people who are poor, resent people who are rich, this is human nature. Another morning, when Lin Chaoyang was about to walk to the library, he saw Old Zhu running again, with a golden retriever, Ah Mao, following him.

From a distance, Lin Chaoyang clearly saw A Mao chattering to the old man while running, and the old man looked impatient.

Lin Chaoyang couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. What does it mean that every evildoer will be punished by his own evildoer? This is it.

Old Zhu has a sharp tongue, but he is helpless when facing A-Mao, who is completely immune to his magical attacks.

The most annoying thing is that A-Mao can use his half-baked Chinese to torture Old Zhu.

This time, Old Zhu suffered a lot of losses.

Lin Chaoyang watched the old man stop and walk towards him angrily with his head down, and was about to say hello to him.

"What kind of nonsense have you instilled in him?" Zhu Guangqian asked.

Lin Chaoyang almost went up to cover the old man's mouth, "Don't dare to talk nonsense!"

He whispered again: "Didn't I tell you? Selected Works of Mao Zedong!"

The old man finally realized, "That's not what I meant. I mean, is this kid mentally ill? He told me early in the morning that he wanted to cause a riot, occupy a stronghold, fight the tyrants, and divide the land, and he even asked me to be his military advisor!"

"Political Commissar, it's the Political Commissar!" A Mao, who ran over, corrected.

You know what, these two words are rare in A Mao's loose Chinese with a standard accent.

Lin Chaoyang advised: "Amao, this is the new China. We have already done everything in the book and won."

"Don't do it in China, do it in America!"

Good guy!
Lin Chaoyang looked at Amao with new eyes and said, "You haven't experienced McCarthy's beating, have you?"

Just as Lin Chaoyang was about to speak, he saw Ah Mao take out a hammer and sickle badge from his pocket, put it on his chest, and looked solemnly ahead, "The great leader taught us..."

Seeing A Mao's half-crazy, half-devil appearance, Zhu Guangqian was afraid of being blackmailed by him, so he ran away with his legs bent. He estimated that he would not see him near the library in the short term.

"Amao, have you ever heard of an ancient Chinese saying?"

Old Zhu ran away, and Lin Chaoyang had to clean up the mess.

"what?"

"Sleeping on straw and tasting gall!"

"What do you mean?"

"It roughly means... do you understand?"

Ah Mao's face was serious, "I see, you want me to accumulate strength and wait for the right opportunity."

"Just waiting is not enough. The road of revolution is full of twists and turns. You need an indomitable spirit that can never give up and never be defeated. This is exactly the spirit you lack now.

As the saying goes, when God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make him suffer in his heart and work hard in his body...

You may not understand this, but it probably means that if you want to do great things, you must first strengthen your body and mind."

Ah Mao thought for a moment, "So the most important thing for me now is... to exercise?"

Lin Chaoyang clapped his hands, "Right! That's the truth."

Finally I understood.

“I go jogging every morning.”

"No, no, no, this is far from enough. Do you know Chinese Kung Fu?"

Ah Mao's eyes lit up when he heard this. "I know, I know. Before I came to China, I watched Bruce Lee's movies, Chinese Kung Fu, newbee!"

It turns out that you can’t learn anything by following Old Zhu. Even “newbee” has learned it.

"Kung Fu requires training in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer. Let me tell you..."

After a long time of effort, Lin Chaoyang finally managed to trick A Mao away.

Looking at his confident and vigorous back, Lin Chaoyang felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

This child is so real!

Well, let me let him see the dangers of society first!

(End of this chapter)