1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 90: Tears Continue
North and South.

Like Professor An, many people felt a great suffering coming upon them as they read the book for several hours without interruption.

But the opening sentence, adapted from a true event, deeply stirred their hearts.

It wasn't just the people in the city who shed tears.

There are young people who come from the countryside and have seen the real situation.

It’s just that no one pays attention to it, because it is such an ordinary and common thing that no one writes it down in truth and detail.

There are also educated youth who have just returned to the city. They see that Song Jingming in the novel, faced with the choice between morality and future, resolutely abandons his wife and children under the temptation of returning to the city and amidst the multiple conflicts of morality, reason and ideals.

It shows the complexity of human nature vividly!
Does Song Jingming have any feelings?

The answer is yes.

……

"Thank you for your love. I will never forget it in my life... How many times have I looked back at the road I have walked, and sincerely wish you my kind girl... You are standing next to the village."

When everyone reads this passage, they can't help but recall Comrade Liu Xiaoli's gentle, melancholy and affectionate voice singing softly in their ears.

It seemed as if I really saw a girl with long braids and simple clothes standing at the entrance of the village quietly waiting for her lover to return.

Following the song and the blank spaces in the book, I immerse myself in the sad memories.

I seem to hear the chirping of cicadas in the summer night, and step on the clear river water barefoot...

I felt a chill and in a trance I seemed to see a man and a woman sitting by a creek, crying and singing.

Then the sour tears filled their eyes and great sadness struck their hearts.

How could there be such a kind, beautiful, generous, infatuated and innocent girl, but such a girl ended up with such a miserable ending.

She thought that the spring of her life was coming, but she didn't know that spring did not belong to her, or it only belonged to her for a short time, or it never belonged to her.

Spring just passed by in a hurry, leaving behind a faint spring breeze that blew away her grass stems.

"Where is spring? Where is spring? Spring is in the eyes of the little kids..."

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Beijing, Humanities Press.

After Zhang Guangnian finished reading the two volumes of Autumn and Winter, his eyes were already red and his emotions were at a breaking point.

Mr. Zhang Guangnian, who has read part of the first volume, asked someone to buy him a copy of "Fragrant Grass" today and can't wait to read on.

He originally thought that this was just a piece of literature about educated youth who, under the call of their elders' policy of going to the countryside, gave up their urban household registration and resolutely devoted themselves to construction, helping to depict their youthful passion and years of struggle!

In the first volume, Summer, the author’s writing style is so warm, so lively, and so enthusiastic.

It tells the story of the struggle of educated youth in southern Xinjiang, showing their indomitable spirit. Through the protagonist's growth experience, it reflects the hardships and growth experienced by the educated youth generation in a special historical period.

But unexpectedly, as he followed the timeline, he strangely discovered that the overall tone was so gloomy and desolate.

This is the starkest contrast to the first volume.

"Sure enough, presenting all the beautiful things and then ruthlessly destroying them in the end... can move people the most."

Old Mr. Zhang Guangnian sighed. He already understood the purpose of doing this. He opened the last volume - Winter.

Winter is coming, will spring come?
When Zhang Guangnian saw the title of the volume, he licked his fingertips, leaving some moisture, and twisted the pages to begin flipping through them.

As time went by and the plot deepened, his heart sank to the bottom line.

……

"dong dong dong"

"President, it's time for lunch. The cafeteria in the society has prepared a New Year's dinner at noon today." Outside the society office, a familiar voice knocked on the door and shouted.

Zhang Guangnian knew it sounded familiar, and realized it was Wang Meng. He put down the book and shouted, "Come in, Xiao Wang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Meng, a man with glasses and a long, thin face, pushed the door and walked in.

He is forty-six years old and in the prime of his life.

In his early years, the novel quickly caused a sensation because of an article "The Young People of the Organization Department in the New Year", which described a new young man who was dissatisfied with the leadership of the official dormitory.

However, he was also sent to Xinjiang for this purpose. He was transferred back to the BJ Writers Association from XJ Yili the year before last. He soon published "The House is Full of Lobbyists", which received positive reviews from the general public.

I am currently working at People's Literature, a journal published by Renwen Publishing House.

"What is the editor-in-chief looking at? He seems so absorbed in it."

As soon as Wang Meng entered the room, he saw Zhang Guangnian, with white hair and beard, holding a book and reading it intently, so he smiled and joked.

"Fragrant grass."

"Fangcao? Is this the novel you've been talking about all this time?"

Wang Meng walked closer, then moved a stool and sat next to Zhang Guangnian, and asked curiously.

As a capable subordinate of Zhang Guangnian, Wang Meng often heard the name of a novel from Zhang Guangnian during this period, which was Fang Cao.

He vaguely knew some things, for example, the song "Xiao Fang" which was very popular in Beijing recently came from this book, and even the writer Cheng Kaiyan indirectly affected the sales of children's literature.

"Yes, it was released today. Look, I asked Xiao Wang to buy it early in the morning, but when I asked at Xinhua Bookstore, the clerk said that 40,000 to 50,000 copies were sold out in half an hour."

Zhang Guangnian closed the book, looked up at Wang Meng, and rubbed his moist eyes.

Only then did Wang Meng see the current condition of the old man in front of him. He was shocked because he found that Zhang Guangnian's eyes were red and blurred with tears, and the collar of his white shirt was wet.

"Editor-in-Chief, are you crying after reading this? What kind of magic is this novel that can make an old man like you cry?"

Wang Meng quickly handed over a handkerchief and said in disbelief.

"It feels like I'm reading an epic novel. The last time I had this feeling was when I read One Hundred Years of Solitude."

Zhang Guangnian shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"Really?"

"real."

The two went to the cafeteria to eat and found that the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve dinner in the cafeteria was very strange.

Almost 80% of the people were holding a copy of "Fragrant Grass" with a blood-red cover, reading it while eating their meals and sobbing.

It can be said that "Fragrant Grass" is a tear-jerking bomb, which is like a thunderclap on the festive and lively New Year's Eve.

Not just Humanities Society, not just the capital, not just Jiangcheng...

It can be said that many people were shocked on that day. Countless people had tears in their eyes. The female comrades who were sincere in their emotions cried until their eyes were swollen, and some even cried themselves into the hospital.

"Comrade! You must read "Fragrant Grass"! You will definitely not regret it after reading it! It is so touching and heartbreaking!
"I've already seen it. I just want to know when Song Jingming will die! Damn bastard, damn Song Jingming is even more hateful than Huang Shiren!! My poor Xiaofang!"

Conversations like this happen in many places.

Yes, "Fragrant Grass" became popular in many places across the country.

A tear gas storm is sweeping in!

A real storm is brewing...it will affect all the educated youth stranded in the countryside!
Thanks to Hope for Perfection, Zhao Zilong’s Gun, Linghuan Mengxi, d闲云野鹤f, book friend 20171110084745163, Maoxuan, Baoyuxuanzhu, and Liang Keren for their 100-point reward.

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