1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 14 Help with moving
On December 21st, as the year draws to a close, the weather in the capital city is getting colder.

"Tick tick tick~"

Wutong Courtyard.

The rain dripped down, filling the ditch surrounding the courtyard with rain water. A few withered and yellowed leaves were floating on the water, swirling around.

Under the eaves, the rain is drizzling.

A young man was sitting on a chair, holding a book in his hand. To his right, a pot of tea was steaming.

Cheng Kaiyan listened to the white noise of dripping in her ears and looked at the heavy rain in front of her, and her heart was particularly peaceful.

He had a very quiet life these past few days, and there were no more people gossiping around him, at least not in front of him like before.

The letter he sent to Liu Xiaoli yesterday is already on the way. If nothing goes wrong, Liu Xiaoli will be able to see the letter this weekend when she is on vacation.

If there is anything else that concerns him, it is work.

Since the day she came to cancel the engagement, my aunt Jiang Ting has not visited me again.

"Isn't he running away?"

Cheng Kaiyan turned a page of the book and muttered to himself.

The book in my hand right now is "Scars". This novel by Lu Xinhua was published in the middle of last year. It has been fermenting for a year now. The literary community has held countless symposiums and discussions on novels such as Scars, Class Teacher, and Window.

They are considered to be groundbreaking only in terms of subject matter for "scar literature", but they are all very immature in terms of art, not as good as the works of educated youth such as "The Sacred Mission", "Noble Pine", "The Struggle of the Soul", "Devotion", and "Marriage", as well as the wall literature such as "Red Magnolias Under the Wall" by Cong Weixi, and "The Flower-Paved Crossroads" and "Ah!" by Feng Jicai, and "Xu Mao and His Daughters" by Zhou Keqin, which have relatively high artistic achievements in "scar literature".

But he confirmed the arrival of the era of scar literature and believed that scar literature was the first tragic climax in the history of contemporary Chinese literature.

Ideologically, it made a historic contribution to the complete negation of the buzz;

In terms of art, it brought tragic consciousness to the contemporary literary world for the first time.

This consciousness can be said to be one of the "primary colors" of the literature of the new era, and the tragic tone of the entire literary period also derives from this.

This is the significance of scar literature in the history of contemporary literature. It has greatly influenced a generation, and this background can be seen in many writers of the new era of literature.

Like the later "To Live" and "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood"...

Cheng Kaiyan didn't plan to follow the trend. After all, this trend would disappear in two years, and she wouldn't even be able to drink a sip of hot soup.

Suddenly he remembered the mother and daughter, Shang Cui, who were from a farm in southern Xinjiang and whom he met on the train.

How about writing about the educated youth?
The term "educated youth literature" was first coined in 1983, when a group of educated youth writers emerged. A group of writers who were educated youth entered the literary world by writing about their lives.

Cheng Kaiyan had some ideas in his mind. Let me open the era of educated youth literature and sweep the scars into the archives of history!

"Da da da!"

At this time, a sound of footsteps was heard, which was the sound of rubber shoes stepping on the wet ground.

Hearing the noise, Cheng Kaiyan looked outside the door and saw a woman in a black raincoat raising her hands to shield herself from the rain and hurriedly trotting under the eaves.

"Aunt, why did you come here in the rain?" Cheng Kaiyan asked with concern.

When Jiang Ting heard this name, she frowned but ignored him.

He wiped the rain off his face and stomped his feet to shake off the rain on his raincoat, leaving a puddle of water under the dry eaves.

"I have a message for you. Your teaching assistant job has been basically confirmed."

Jiang Ting finished tidying up her personal appearance, then she spoke while stroking the wet hair around her ears.

"Really? That's great."

Cheng Kaiyan felt both happy and complicated as if she was a gigolo.

A good job like being a university assistant professor is not something that everyone can get. If it weren't for the fact that he was Liu Xiaoli's nominal childhood sweetheart, it would have been quite difficult.

Just be a gigolo, as long as you can make money, it's 56 yuan a month. "Well, prepare your ID documents, I'll take you there in a couple of days. Also, you don't have to follow Xiaoli and call me auntie. Since you two have divorced peacefully, you should follow Sister Yuxiu and call me Auntie Jiang."

Jiang Ting looked at Cheng Kaiyan with a serious look.

What a serious woman! No wonder she is an associate professor in her thirties.

Maybe... he was worried that he still had some improper thoughts about Liu Xiaoli?
Cheng Kaiyan was confused for a moment, so she could only say, "I understand, Aunt Jiang, since we have already made an appointment, the engagement between me and Sister Xiaoli is naturally invalid."

"It's good that you know about this. Only you, me and her know about this. Don't tell anyone else."

Seeing that Cheng Kaiyan was obedient, Jiang Ting's expression softened a little.

Her impression of Cheng Kaiyan was that she was good-looking and had a calm and rational personality.

After all, if it was another man, the marriage would not be cancelled so easily. Most people would not be able to understand it and would just think that the engagement was broken off and it was humiliating.

So when Jiang Ting came to the house that day, she was prepared to be scolded.

The word "marriage" is too heavy. She has been through it and doesn't want her niece to repeat the same mistake.

However, when Jiang Ting saw Cheng Kaiyan lying on the reclining chair, making tea and reading a book in a leisurely manner, she inexplicably felt that this boy did not look like a young man at all, and was even more leisurely than the gatekeeper.

"His personality is suitable for marriage... but he has no education, no ability, and is just an ordinary person."

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting shook her head with amusement again. Why was she still thinking about these things after breaking off the engagement?

She collected her thoughts, saw Cheng Kaiyan's thin and upright figure, and asked calmly, "You have nothing to do today, right? I'm moving today, can you help me?"

"It's okay. Leave it to me."

Cheng Kaiyan was speechless. No wonder he came here in the rain. It turned out he was looking for labor!

Come on... who says you are the leader?

Speaking of rain, he noticed that although Jiang Ting was wearing a raincoat, her hair, face, and trouser legs were still wet.

He poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to her, "Have a cup of tea, I'll go find you some clean towels to wipe yourself, or you'll catch a cold later."

"it is good……"

Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently. She didn't expect that this boy was so filial.

After Jiang Ting finished her tea, she dried her clothes and face.

Cheng Kaiyan found a raincoat and a big umbrella and followed Jiang Ting out.

At the gate of the courtyard, there is a brand new Phoenix bicycle leaning against it.

Tsk, he is worthy of being a professor with a monthly salary of hundreds of dollars. The Phoenix bicycle was a must-have tool for showing off in the 1970s and 1980s.

There is a saying that goes like this:

"There is a phoenix in front, a flying pigeon behind, and in the middle is me, the Great Forever!"

"Ride forever, for a lifetime"

"Phoenix and pigeon, ride on it and run away"

Young people who have one will make their classmates envious, and they will look so cool when riding on the road.

Only the Zhan family in Wutong Courtyard has a bicycle.

Looking at this Phoenix bicycle, Cheng Kaiyan was extremely envious. The reason why he stayed at home was that transportation was inconvenient and he had to walk to get around.

If she had a bicycle, Cheng Kaiyan would not leave the house.

(End of this chapter)