1987 My Era

Chapter 79: Enemies Meet Again, Strongly Coming (Subscribe!)

"Zhong Lan, go buy some food for dinner."

"Hey, the food at home is almost finished, come out to buy some."

"Today's seafood is good. I bought two kilograms of prawns. You can go and take a look."

"it is good."

Carrying a basket of vegetables, Zhong Lan, who was in a depressed mood, had to put on a smile to face the neighbors in the alley.

In fact, there are so many dishes at home that they may not be finished tomorrow. The reason why she came out is of course not for the sake of eating.

Although she has not yet decided how to deal with the problem between Zijin and Li Heng, she has taken her sister-in-law's advice to heart. Why not take a look at the quality of "To Live" first?

Even though she still rejected Li Heng in her heart, she was unwilling to marry Zijin to that little thing.

But in the countless struggles with her daughter over the past six months, she also realized a truth: some things cannot be suppressed by force. The more you suppress them, the stronger the rebound will be. You have to pay attention to strategies and methods. If there is a possibility of losing control, it would be a good idea for her to get to know Li Heng better.

Following the advice of her neighbors, Zhong Lan first went to the market to buy some fresh shrimps, some clams for making soup, and one or two other vegetables.

On the way back, she deliberately stopped by the newsstand near the entrance of the alley and asked, "Boss, can I have the latest Harvest magazine?"

The boss was busy getting books for other people and answered her casually: "Harvest magazine is sold out, you can take a look at other books."

Zhong Lan was a little surprised: "It's sold out so quickly?"

The boss said, "Soon? No, you came here for the name of To Live, right? A lot of people rushed to buy it today, and I sold out at noon. In the afternoon, a lot of people asked for the same thing as you, but I couldn't get any. There's nothing I can do."

Zhong Lan was quite surprised. She didn't expect that "To Live" was just as the old man had expected. Because of the huge gimmicks of "royalties" and "Mr. Ba", it became a marketing book as soon as it was released and was sold out.

She asked, "Can I have it tomorrow morning?"

The boss shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. I have to use my connections to get the goods tonight. Come over early tomorrow morning to check on the situation."

Zhong Lan sighed after hearing this, and then went to two other newsstands, but got the same result: sold out.

But she did not come back empty-handed in the end. When she saw a book review about "To Live" on the front page of the Yanjing Evening News, she bought it.

She thought that if a review could make the front page of Yenching Evening News, the reviewer must be very experienced. Although she had not yet read the content of the book, she could roughly analyze the quality of the book from the reviews of these famous writers.

When she returned home, Zhong Lan saw the staff installing a new phone, which was also white and of the same style. If she hadn't dropped the previous phone, she would have thought it was that one.

Looking at the white phone in front of him, Chen Zijin became more confused. Was his mother compromising with him?
Things like the sun rising in the west shouldn't happen.

Could it be related to the novel "To Live"?
Just now, my aunt asked my mother to go to the bedroom to talk. Was she deliberately avoiding me?

Could it be that the writer "December" is really Li Heng?
Combined with Song Yu's hint, she had to shift the suspicion back to Li Heng again.

If it's really him.
The expression on Chen Zijin's face suddenly became more vivid.

She would be very happy to see how her mother and three aunts would meet Li Heng in the future, and she would not try to smooth things over.

Her man has earned his reputation through his own ability and everything through his talent. Why should she help those who have bullied him?

At this moment, she felt infinite anticipation in her heart.

Looking up at the alarm clock on the wall, it was still early. Song Yu should not have gone to school yet. Chen Zijin suddenly came up with a way to test whether "December" was Li Heng?
That means giving Song Yu another call.

And I have to beat him in front of my mother and aunt!

Chen Zijin, who is very active and quick to act, has become accustomed to being scolded by his mother. If he guesses wrong, the worst that can happen is that the phone will be thrown again.

Thinking about this, she asked the staff, "How long will it take to install the phone?"

"It will be ready soon." The staff replied.

It will be ready soon. As expected, it will be ready soon. Within three minutes, the staff said goodbye and left.

Glancing at his sister-in-law sitting on his right, and then at his mother who had just come out of the kitchen, Chen Zijin forced himself to suppress his uneasy mood, reached out to hold the landline, picked up the receiver with his left hand, and quickly pressed the number keys with his right fingers.

Two hours ago, my sister and mom almost had a fight over a phone call. How dare you call now? Chen Zitong was shocked and asked hurriedly, "Sister, who are you calling?"

Chen Zijin said calmly, "Song Yu."

As soon as the word "Song Yu" came out, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became extremely weird.

Chen Xiaomi, who was drinking tea, stopped drinking it. After exchanging a glance with his sister-in-law, he stood up and said:

"I'm going to the alley outside to buy something. Zitong, will you come with me?"

Chen Zitong shook his head loudly, "I won't go. Mom and sister will definitely fight again later. I have to stop them."

Zhong Lan was very angry when she heard this. After glaring at her little daughter, she automatically left the main room and went to the yard outside.

Seeing her mother and sister-in-law being scared away by a phone call, Chen Zitong asked Grandpa Chen, not quite understanding, "Grandpa, help me solve this puzzle. Then your precious granddaughter will make tea for you for a week."

Old Master Chen smiled and said "Huh", looked at his clever granddaughter, then picked up the book and left.

"Grandpa, where are you going?"

"It's stopped raining outside, go get some fresh air."

"Oh, wait for me." Chen Zitong was killed by his sister's look.

Is it really him?

The behavior of her mother and sister-in-law undoubtedly proved that her idea was correct.

"Dong Dong. Dong."

"Hello."

After three rings, a middle-aged female voice came out.

"Good afternoon, Auntie. I'm Chen Zijin. Is Song Yu here?"

She was now eager to get the truth and had no mood to exchange pleasantries with Jiang Yue. She went straight to the point.

"Yubao, it's a phone call from Zijin." Jiang Yue put down the receiver and greeted her.

Song Yu, who was having dinner with her family, was a little surprised. The first thing that came to her mind was: Did something happen to Chen Zijin?

Without even bothering to wipe her hands, Song Yu quickly picked up the receiver and asked with concern, "Zijin, are you okay?"

"I had something, but I'm fine now." Chen Zijin's tone was much better than it was two hours ago.

Song Yu was relieved and asked, "Do you want to talk to me about something?"

The results are coming out soon. I wonder if I am disappointed or looking forward to it. Chen Zijin took a deep breath and asked directly:

"Song Yu, is December him?"

I didn't expect it to be this. I didn't expect Zijin to react so quickly. Song Yu hesitated for two seconds and then said, "Yes."

A "yes".

A wave of joy descended from the sky. At that moment, Chen Zijin's eyes, face, even every cell and every hair were smiling.

Afraid she had heard it wrong, she hastily confirmed it again: "Is it really him?"

Song Yu could feel her happiness and excitement even through the phone line. "Yes, it's correct. He told me personally."

What a big surprise! Chen Zijin automatically ignored the meaning of "he told me personally".

Xinxi said: "Thank you, Song Yu."

Song Yu smiled and replied: "No, I hope this news can help you save the situation."

Hearing this, Chen Zijin calmed down a little, thought for a moment and said, "Tell him my home phone number. If possible, ask him to call me around 7 o'clock tonight."

Song Yu looked at the clock on the wall and said yes. The call was not long because Chen Zijin was too excited, so she chose to make it short, not wanting Song Yu to laugh at her.

Of course, she was also subconsciously avoiding her own weaknesses. After all, Song Yu was so beautiful, and who knows, she might become her love rival one day.

In the past, she trusted Song Yu.

Even though she knew that Li Heng couldn't help but fall in love with her, given Song Yu's personality, she wouldn't be in danger in the short term.

Now, that sense of relief has been halved.

Because Li Heng has become different, his identity and status will change day by day. His identity as a writer will bring him an aura of incomparable glory and make him more attractive to the opposite sex. Who knows, Song Yu may be captured by him one day.

The call was very short. Song Shi and Jiang Yue only heard their daughter say "he", "he", "he" a few times before hanging up.

The couple never asked about their daughter's private interactions with her classmates and friends. This shows respect and trust.

After another seven or eight minutes of eating, Song Yu put down her bowl and chopsticks and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm going back to school first."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Jiang Yue personally sent him to the door.

"Ah."

Shaoxing Teachers College is very close to No. 1 Middle School, just a few steps away. During the day, the couple can feel more at ease.

But it’s not possible at night, not even in the evening, because their daughter’s appearance is too eye-catching and the couple are used to picking her up and dropping her off.

As soon as she entered the gate of No. 1 Middle School, Song Yu found Li Heng, who was playing basketball with Zhang Zhiyong, Liu Li, Zou Aiming and others.

"Lao Heng, look back."

Li Heng, who was about to shoot, suddenly received a reminder from Zou Aiming.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Don't ask, just look back." Zou Aiming came over and snatched the basketball, giving him a flirtatious look.

Li Heng turned around and looked directly at Song Yu who was walking towards him.

She has a beautiful face, a temperament like orchid, and her eyes are clear and peaceful, revealing a tranquil light. How wonderful!
Li Heng, who was just full of enthusiasm for sports, felt as if he had drunk mint tea. His whole body was surrounded by coolness and he felt inexplicably comfortable when he saw the person he was obsessed with.

"Song Yu, you're looking for me?"

"Ah."

"what's up?"

Song Yu didn't say anything for a while, and waited until the group of people behind her passed by before saying:
"I just spoke to Zijin. She asked you to make this call at 7 o'clock."

As she spoke, she handed him the note she had written at home, on which was the Chen family's landline number.

Li Heng happily opened the note, read it three times, and then looked up and asked, "Is she okay?"

"Well, she must have been in trouble, but now she seems to be fine. It's hard to say, I can't explain it clearly, why don't you ask her in person later." Song Yu thought for a while and said so.

"Okay, thank you." Li Heng expressed his gratitude.

Song Yu smiled beautifully, then walked past him.

She didn't ask him where to make the call at that time. Even if the class had started and the school gate was closed, there was still an English teacher.

Holding this piece of paper, Li Heng seemed to be holding a long-lost feeling.

He was so engrossed in his play that he stopped playing basketball. No matter how the group of animals behind him yelled at him, he could not stop. He rushed back to the dormitory, took a shower, brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, did his laundry, and after dressing himself up fresh, he began to wait for the sacred moment.

As soon as the minute hand pointed to 6:50, Li Heng appeared at the English teacher's door on time.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" asked a cold voice from inside.

"Teacher, it's me."

With a creak, the wooden door opened halfway, and the English teacher in a red nightgown appeared in the crack of the door and asked in surprise, "It's been 20 minutes since the class started, why don't you go to class?"

Li Heng said: "Teacher, I need to make a phone call for something."

"Magazine publisher?"

"No, call Chen Zijin."

"Capital?"

"Correct."

"This is a long-distance call. It's very expensive. Do you have money?" The English teacher looked him up and down and stretched out his hand for money.

Li Heng's eyelids twitched. "I'll finish the fight first and give it to you later."

Hearing this, the English teacher asked with a half-smile, "Will you allow me to listen?"

Li Heng refused: "No."

The English teacher's expression suddenly changed, and she said coldly: "I'm not here to keep the count, so how can I know how long you've been playing? Pay the deposit first."

Li Heng said unhappily: "I, I, Teacher, you have changed!"

"Haha! Who doesn't change? Haven't you changed too? You have become richer and more loved." The English teacher's face was full of sneers and merciless ridicule.

Li Heng was furious. "Okay, how much is it? Just tell me the amount."

"How much did you take?"

"28, no, 15."

"Give me all the 28. I'll visit your head teacher's office. When you're done playing, come back and peek in. Remember to peek in. I'll keep track of the time. I'll refund you if you've exceeded the limit, and pay you more if you've exceeded the limit." The English teacher showed no mercy and took away all the money he had.

"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes." After saying that, the door slammed shut.

Two minutes later, Wang Runwen shook his long hair, opened the door and left with a smile, leaving behind a charming back.

Something’s wrong, maybe he’s sick, Li Heng muttered, pushed open the door and walked in.

Beijing, Chen family.

"Good evening, audience friends. Today is February 1987, 2, the 22th day of the first lunar month, Sunday. Welcome to the news broadcast."

As a political family, the Chen family has an unshakable habit, and that is to watch the news broadcast, regardless of whether it is useful or not. This habit was formed when they were at their lowest point, and even though they are now prosperous, they have retained it.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling."

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling."

At this moment, the landline phone on the coffee table rang at an inopportune time. The sound was very loud, breaking the silence and disturbing everyone's concentration.

Everyone in the Chen family, such as Chen Gaoyuan, Zhong Lan, Old Man Chen, Chen Xiaomi, Chen Zitong, and the second aunt and her husband who were visiting, all subconsciously looked at the white phone.

After a pause of two seconds, Chen Xiaomi, who was closest to the phone, reached out and picked up the white receiver:

"Hello, who are you?"

"I!"

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