Chapter 46: Finally Living in a Guesthouse

The next day, early in the morning.

Cheng Kaiyan slept until she woke up naturally and looked out the window. The weather was still gloomy today. It was foggy outside the window and the plastic shed in the corner of the yard was rustling in the wind.

He stood up, put on his military coat, and went out to get ready and wash up.

Generally speaking, the first step for residents living in a courtyard house in the morning is to go to the public toilet and empty the urine bucket.

Even Faye Wong cannot escape this fate.

But Cheng Kaiyan escaped because there was a large public toilet less than a hundred meters outside Wutong Courtyard, which was very convenient.

After taking care of her personal hygiene, Cheng Kaiyan went out to the street to buy some food and then came back.

Since the final exams at Beijing Normal University, there have been no classes at school, and they, the teaching assistants, have even less to do, so it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t go to school.

I came home late last night, and as expected, I got a severe scolding from my mother.

“I didn’t expect there was such a thing as access control in the 1980s…”

The nights in the 1980s were not as safe as they are today. Last November, a murder occurred in Chaoyang. A woman was raped and killed by a gangster at night, and her body was thrown into a field.

In the next two years, social order was not very good, and it would not get better until 1983.

He shook his head and walked into the house, brought out a recliner, then went to the kitchen to bring the stove over to make some tea.

Cheng Kaiyan was holding a copy of “Gone with the Wind” borrowed from the library and reading it to relieve her boredom.

Daily life in the 1980s was boring, so it was no wonder that everyone in Zhao Ruixue’s dormitory said that ballroom dancing was something new and fun.

College students never get tired of dancing, and some even practice their dancing skills in their daily lives.

How many sleepless nights I have spent alone.

Nightlife in the 80s was so boring!

No wonder people have so many children these days. They have four or five in their lifetime. At night, apart from sleeping, they spend their time being intimate with their wives. How can they not have many children?
These days, Cheng Kaiyan spends her time either reading novels or writing novels at night.

From time to time, I would look up at the door of the Zhan family next door. The door was open a crack, and I could vaguely see my mother Xu Yuxiu and Aunt Wang Qiang making clothes in the main room.

Last time I went to Wangfujing, I bought a bicycle and also ordered a few clothes, a black Zhongshan suit for spring and autumn, and a big cotton-padded jacket for winter. I got them back a few days ago. I wore the new clothes as an invigilator yesterday, but the big cotton-padded jacket will be kept until the New Year when I leave.

……

Time passed by as I drank tea and read books. Before I knew it, it was almost noon and smoke was coming out of the chimneys of many people’s homes.

At this time, outside the yard, a young man wearing a postal hat pushed a bicycle and walked in. It was Lin Weimin.

“Comrade Kaiyan! Kaiyan! There’s another letter for you!”

As soon as Lin Weimin entered the yard and saw Cheng Kaiyan sitting on a recliner drinking tea, he immediately shouted with an excited look on his face.

Last week, he went home and secretly used his pocket money to buy a book of children’s literature, but his wife found out. Since then, his pocket money has been confiscated, but he does not regret it.

After reading the article “Submarine at Night”, Lin Weimin finally understood how outstanding the talent of this young man who was a few years younger than him was.

Just seeing this sentence:
My flame went out when I was sixteen, and the so-called career I achieved in the rest of my life was nothing more than a few wisps of smoke rising after the flame went out.

Lin Weimin picked up the article he had written before and compared it with the previous one, and the difference was immediately obvious.

He felt so ashamed of himself that his faith was almost broken.

But he soon cheered up. With a friend like this, why worry about improving his level?

He even felt that Cheng Kaiyan would shine in the future. So early this morning, he found a letter from Cheng Kaiyan.

……

“Weimin, you are here. There is a letter for me? Is it from the editorial department of Jiangcheng Fangcao?”

Cheng Kaiyan threw the book aside and trotted forward with a happy smile on her face.

Finally, I’m going to stay in a guest house!
I’m finally going to meet my Aunt Liu!

Expectation!

Ahem…cross this out.

“Yes! It’s from the Jiangcheng Fangcao Editorial Department! Kaiyan, when did you submit your article again?”

Lin Weimin nodded and handed over a piece of white letter paper, his face full of curiosity.

How does Comrade Kaiyan write articles so quickly?

It’s been less than a month since the last submission, right?
“Just last week, I wrote for a long time, seven or eight thousand words a day!”

Cheng Kaiyan looked down and saw that the letter was indeed written by Chen Shanshan, editor of Fangcao Editorial Department (formerly Jiangcheng Literature and Art), Jiefang Park Road, Jiang’an District, Jiangcheng City. “Seven or eight thousand words a day?”

Lin Weimin was stunned. My goodness, writing 7,000 to 8,000 characters a day? That would break your hands, right?
You have to know that Lin Weimin’s own speed is only about a thousand words a day, and Comrade Kaiyan’s speed is seven or eight times that of his?
“To be honest, Kaiyan, your speed is eight times faster than mine. You are too fast! I need to learn from you!”

Lin Weimin couldn’t help but say in surprise.

At the same time, the envy in my heart turned into admiration. If this hard-working young man doesn’t succeed, who else can?
As the two people in the yard were talking, everyone in the next house heard the noise.

“Kaiyan seems to be sending letters quite frequently recently?”

Aunt Wang Qiang was knitting a sweater in her hands and curiously asked Xu Yuxiu who was sitting behind the sewing machine and making clothes beside her.

“you do not say.”

Xu Yuxiu smiled mysteriously. Ever since Xiao Jiang came last time and brought Kaiyan a letter from Xiaoli, he has received letters every week.

If nothing unexpected happens, the young couple has already started writing letters to express their feelings.

It was also thanks to her and Jiang Wan that they had always been worried about the relationship between Cheng Kaiyan and Liu Xiaoli.

As a result, the two of them started communicating through letters.

Maybe in two years, she will have a grandson!

“Mom! Aunt Xu, the postman said that Brother Yan seems to have submitted his work!”

Zhan Xinyu peeked at the door and shouted.

“Submitting again?”

“Let’s go out and take a look.”

Xu Yuxiu and Wang Qiang looked at each other, walked out curiously, and asked puzzledly: “Kaiyan? What’s going on? You have been writing a lot of letters recently.”

“Auntie, you don’t know this, right? Kaiyan submitted another manuscript!” Lin Weimin explained with a smile.

“Really Kaiyan? You submitted another article!”

“Well, didn’t you see it some time ago? I fell ill because of this manuscript!”

Cheng Kaiyan raised the envelope in her hand and shook it, saying with a smile.

“As long as your efforts are rewarded.”

Xu Yuxiu walked over and pinched her son’s arm in a reproachful manner. She was almost scared by his previous cold and fever.

She took the envelope and saw that it said Jiangcheng City.

Hmm? Jiangcheng’s “Fragrant Grass”?
“You kid! You are not a quiet person!”

Xu Yuxiu was a little amused. There were so many literary magazines in Beijing, such as Contemporary Literature, People’s Literature, Beijing Literature and Art…but he chose to submit his article to Jiangcheng. Wasn’t he targeting Xiaoli?
There is no better child than a mother.

Xu Yuxiu immediately understood Cheng Kaiyan’s thoughts.

“Haha.”

Cheng Kaiyan laughed, feeling a little embarrassed.

Later at noon.

The uncles and aunts in Wutong Courtyard also knew that the kid from the Cheng family had become successful and was actually invited by the editorial department to live in a guesthouse in Jiangcheng!
“Oh my god! Cheng Kaiyan submitted another work?”

“Yes, I was even invited to stay at a guesthouse. It was said that food and accommodation were provided. I lived in a small western-style building, slept on a Simmons mattress, and drank a lot of alcohol…tsk tsk.”

“What card fee? That’s a foreign thing, called exam fee! In my opinion, Xiao Zhao must be depressed to death now, right?”

Wang Cuihua squatted in the public toilet, defecating hard while chatting with the lady in the next toilet pit.

“Isn’t it? Sister Zhao is a smart person. After hearing that Kaiyan’s submission was successful again, she must be regretting it so much now… hehe!” the elder sister laughed.

“Tsk tsk, I’ve seen from the beginning that Kaiyan is no ordinary person, a true genius. Xiao Zhao is absolutely blind. I tried to match the two young people up before! It’s a pity that some people are so cruel that they don’t know how to appreciate a good person! They insist on saying that they have ruined her family Ruixue’s reputation… Haaha… Gurgle Gurgle~”

Wang Cuihua wiped her butt with straw paper and laughed out loud with her mouth wide open.

“Wang Cuihua! I’m not done with you! Don’t stop me…I want to…kill someone!!”

Then, outside the toilet, a woman named Aunt Zhao, whose face was turning pale and blue, rushed in holding a urinal.

Wow, it’s very fast!
A large amount of fishy, ​​smelly liquid splashed all over Wang Cuihua, and she even drank it till she was full.

At this moment, it was like Gonggong angrily crashing into Mount Buzhou!
Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth turned upside down, and the flood was surging!

When Cheng Kaiyan heard the news, she laughed so hard that she almost choked.

I’m stuck
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(End of this chapter)