Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

At noon, the provincial capital was in Shangdu.

In Lin Zhengjun's eyes, the provincial capital at this time looked dilapidated, the sky was gray, and the buildings were old and short.

But it can be seen that the atmosphere in provincial capitals is much more open than that in county towns.

Some bold lesbians have started wearing bright clothes in pink, red and purple, while the timid ones still wear blue or black overalls, but a bright corner is revealed underneath.

But Bai Zhiyuan felt that the provincial capital was grand and prosperous. When passing by the Erqi Pagoda, he even said that he regretted not bringing a camera to take a few photos.

After all, he was just a county magistrate. All meetings took place in Huanghuai City, and he didn't have many opportunities to come to the provincial capital.

The Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles is a three-story gray brick building with many signs hanging at the gate, including the Writers Association, Dramatists Association, Artists Association, etc.

At the gate, Bai Zhiyuan showed his work ID and Lin Zhengjun took out his letter of introduction.

The security guard immediately looked excited and enthusiastic: "Oh, Chu Kuangren! I read your "The Shepherd", it's so touching, but there is only one bad thing about it, the more I read it, the hungrier I get!" After saying that, he quickly opened the door and let him in.

Look at how high the literary literacy of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles is. Even the security guard reads books. Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle!"

Lin Zhengjun found the Provincial Writers Association. The security guard said it was on the east side of the second floor. Lin Zhengjun, Tang Xiaofu and Bai Zhiyuan hurried over.

"Comrade Zhengjun, welcome, welcome. You are the youngest writer in our delegation. You should create more good works in the future!"

Upon hearing that Lin Zhengjun had arrived, Li Zhun, vice chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and chairman of the Provincial Writers Association, personally received him, and then shook hands and greeted Bai Zhiyuan.

"Oh, your Huaibian County leaders really take this seriously and sent a military sedan right over here. Hit, hit, hit!"

Lee Jun is 61 years old this year. He is chubby, extremely smart, has a Mediterranean hairstyle, is smiling and amiable.

He is also a big name in literary history. Xie Tieli's "The Great River Flows Through" was written by him.

According to historical trajectory, his novel "The Yellow River Flows East" will also win the first prize of the second Mao Dun Literature Prize.

After sending Lin Zhengjun there, Bai Zhiyuan suggested returning.

The dam of Qiaoban Reservoir, the drought situation in various communes, and the promotion of the distribution of land to households in Qingshan Commune, many things needed his personal promotion.

Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu saw him out, took out his luggage from the trunk of the car and put it in the guard room.

Before leaving, Bai Zhiyuan handed Lin Zhengjun a stack of national food coupons and 200 yuan, and said with a smile: "Zhengjun, this is the subsidy given to you by the county. When you arrive in the capital, you must eat well!"

"Thank you!"

Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu returned to the office building, and Li Jun sent a clerk to take Lin Zhengjun to visit the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

He is the head of the delegation coming to Beijing and is very busy receiving artists from all over the province.

Compared with those large state-owned factories, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles was not a wealthy unit. Its buildings were shabby and its desks and chairs were worn out.

But there is one good thing: although there is a lack of everything, the only thing it lacks is books.

The database, reading room and exhibition room are filled with all kinds of books.

In the reference room, Lin Zhengjun even found a set of "Jin Ping Mei" published by the Literary Ancient Books Publishing House (a sub-brand of Renwen Publishing House), published in 57, printed on rice paper, and an unabridged version.

"Comrade, can I borrow this set of books to read for a few days?" Lin Zhengjun didn't dare to ask for it. He just wanted to borrow it to study for a few days because it was too precious!

It is said that this version was published with the approval of the teachers, and a total of 2,000 copies were issued, mainly targeting cadres at the provincial and ministerial levels and above, and scholars from universities and research institutions.

The purchaser must be married and over 45 years old, and all purchasers are registered and numbered. Therefore, this version is nicknamed the "Minister's Edition".

"Why do you want to read this set of books?" Tang Xiaofu blushed and looked at Lin Zhengjun.

"Of course it's for art." Lin Zhengjun said confidently.

You know, teachers have spoken highly of this set of books and recommended it many times, because it is very powerful in exposing reality, especially the description of class oppression is quite brilliant.

In the beginning, there was no such thing as the Four Great Classics. It was a concept created by publishers. There were only four great books, including "Jin Ping Mei" but not "Dream of Red Mansions".

"Comrade Zhengjun, I cannot make the decision on this matter. I will ask Teacher Li Jun for instructions later." The clerk smiled apologetically.

"A series of famous foreign literary works? Can I buy two?"

In the reading room, Tang Xiaofu was attracted by a pile of books on the table, and she stroked the covers with her beautiful eyes shining.

"Puppet", "Selected Poems", "Rose Garden", "Hunter's Notes"...

The "Foreign Literature Classics Series" has been planned for publication since a long time ago. It was restarted in 78 and jointly published by the People's Literature Publishing House and Shanghai Translation Publishing House.

All the works included are world-renowned classics, a total of sixteen books. Once they were released, they were sought after by countless readers. They are hard to find on the market and are in short supply. Even if you work at Xinhua Bookstore, you may not be able to get a set.

Because the cover is always a beige grid, it is affectionately called the "grid book" by readers.

The clerk smiled and said, "This is a gift prepared by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles for all the representatives. Each person gets one set. Comrade Zhengjun can get one set for free. Just register your name!"

"Thank you thank you."

Lin Zhengjun knew that Tang Xiaofu wanted to read it on the way to Yanjing, so he immediately picked up a set, registered his name, and then ran to the guard room with the book and put it in a backpack.

When it was time for lunch, the clerk took Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu to the canteen of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles to eat.

We are leaving for Yanjing this afternoon, so most of the representatives have already arrived and the cafeteria is full.

The delegation from Central Plains Province attending the National Congress of Writers and Artists consists of about sixty people.

As to why there are only about 60 people, it is because big cities like Yanjing and Shanghai as well as important cultural and artistic centers like Shaanxi Province received more representative seats.

Lin Zhengjun met many "acquaintances".

Henan opera singer Shen Fengmei is chatting with Chang Xiangyu.

Oh, Lin Zhengjun was in awe!

Brother Liu's speech is too biased. Who said that women enjoy leisure? Men go to the border to fight, while women weave at home...

Lin Zhengjun almost sang it out.

Chang Xiangyu is 56 years old this year. At the next National Congress of Literature and Art, she will be elected as vice chairman of the National Dramatists Association.

In 1951, during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, she toured the country with 170 performances and donated a MiG-1 fighter jet, which she named "Xiangyu Theatre Company". After her death, she was posthumously awarded the title of "People's Artist" by the State Council.

The current "Xiao Xiangyu" is her step-granddaughter.

As for the writers, most of them are very old and could be Lin Zhengjun’s father or even grandfather. Many of them don’t even know Lin Zhengjun.

Only two are younger.

One of them is Zhang Yigong, who is 45 years old, tall and a reporter for Zhongyuan Daily. He started publishing his works in the s.

One of them is called Li Peifu, now 26 years old, not tall, with a thin and gaunt face, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looks gentle and refined. Well, this person later won the Mao Dun Literature Prize.

Now he is a full-time writer at the Xuchang Cultural Bureau. He has just published three short stories and is planning to be transferred to Mangyuan as an editor based on these short stories.

This magazine borrowed the name of "Mangyuan" founded by Mr. Lu Xun. It has been in preparation for more than half a year and will be officially launched next year. Look, someone is trying to take advantage of the popularity in the 1970s!

"Chu Kuang Ren! I've heard of your name for a long time. The Shepherd is such a great writer!"

"Comrade Zhengjun, you have to support the literary magazine in your hometown in the future. Mangyuan is about to be launched. You must submit your articles to me!"

When they met Lin Zhengjun, the two guys were very happy and excited. They shook hands, greeted each other and hugged each other. They had just met a room full of fathers, and now they finally met someone younger than themselves.