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"That's what I said."

Guan Yunshan smiled, "It's not bad news, but you... no, if Haozi refused, it would be bad news for us."

"Deputy Editor Guan, what's so serious?" Xu Jingli asked.

"Teacher Guan, drink tea." Xu Jingtian came over to refill the teacup.

"Thank you!"

Guan Yunshan nodded, turned his gaze to Xu Jingli and said: "Haozi and I talked about it. "Northern Country Grass" tells the story of the first group of young people who pioneered the Great Northern Wilderness in the 50s. But he will write the first The second part and the third part... respectively describe the early 60s to the early 70s, and the return of the educated youth to the city in [-]. Although Haozi is young, his writing is good and the problems are in-depth. I am looking forward to these two novels. And I hope Haozi will choose to publish in Baihua."

"I understand."

Xu Jingli smiled: "Deputy Editor Guan, I know that someone wants to contact Haozi recently, but Haozi has a lot of things to do, so I don't have time to get distracted. Baihua and you are old friends of Haozi's mother. He believes that you will not treat him badly." , I also believe that when the manuscript of his next book comes out, I will definitely contact you."

"That's good, that's good."

Guan Yunshan heaved a sigh of relief... Publishing houses need manuscripts, and more importantly, high-quality manuscripts. The issue of educated youth is a relatively important issue in today's society. A good literary work can resonate with an era—— Just like "Northern Country Grass", once published, it immediately attracted the attention of countless people. The publishing house received three big bags of letters from readers. Many readers said in the letter that they read it with tears, crying and laughing. of this novel.Originally, these letters from readers should be handed over to Liu Hao, but he is not here now. Although Xu Jingli is his contact person, he is not an agent, so those letters are still in the publishing house.

The social repercussions of "Northern Country Grass" are also welcomed by the publishers, so they are also looking forward to the follow-up works.

However, not only Baihua Literature and Art Publishing House, but also other publishing houses and newspapers are looking for the author of "Northern Country Grass". With time, it will not be difficult to find Liu Hao, so they want to use their previous fate to finalize the succession. Now it seems that there should be no problem with the distribution rights of the two books.

After seeing off Guan Yunshan, Xu Jingli took a shower first, and then returned to her room... Well, Xu Jingping rested her chin with her hands and stared at the package in a daze.

Xu Jingli thought it was funny: "If you want to know what's inside, just open it."

Xu Jingping resentfully said: "Your name is written on it, who dares to touch you and not fight her desperately?!"

Xu Jingli slapped her lightly: "Am I so protective?"

While speaking, she had already found scissors to twist the package open.

The things inside were placed in an orderly manner. The four albums were for Xu Jingli and Xu Jingping respectively, and Liu Hao signed them very stinkingly.The rest are all kinds of snacks... Such as beef jerky, chocolate, etc., are for the three sisters, no need to specify, Liu Hao knows that Xu Jingli is not a person who eats alone.

There are some things that are given to Xu Jingli alone, that is, some stamps, some from Xiangjiang and Macau, and some from other countries. There is a big thick book. Xu Jingli will not let go of it as if he has found a treasure.

"Sister, what is this?" Xu Jingping slipped in without knowing when, holding a stack of papers, his heart was about to open.

"Don't move." Xu Jingli snatched it with quick eyes and hands, and then slowly unfolded it—it was a letter.

……

On the last Sunday at the end of July, the sun was burning like fire, and the asphalt road seemed to be melted by the sun, and there was a soft feeling when stepping on it.

But the street is still full of people coming and going, very lively, even the color of the clothes has changed a little more than a year ago, and the skirts are not so plain, many young girls are wearing floral dresses, forming a crowd One of the most beautiful scenery.

Xu Jingli was wearing a long sea blue dress and a half-sleeved shirt on her upper body. Her long black and shiny hair was scattered behind her head, fluttering as she walked.There is also a girl with short hair, Liu Haiting, who is also her classmate since elementary school. The two are very close girlfriends, and they are also educated youths who came back from the Northeast last year.

"Haiting, is it hard to find a job?" Xu Jingli asked.

"It's not just that it's hard to find... My mother said that if you can't find a job, you should find a way to marry yourself first." Liu Haiting said with a depressed face.

"What about your own thoughts?" Xu Jingli asked.

"If I want to get married, I will get married when I am young, and wait until now?"

Liu Haiting pursed her lips: "I went back to the city not to find my husband to share his food, but to get back my life. If I am forced to marry again, I would rather go to the street to beg for food."

"Can you really shamelessly beg for food?" Xu Jingli asked.

"Really, more real than real pearls." Liu Haiting put on a resolute look.

"Come on, if you still want to eat with your appearance, don't people suspect that you are from Pengci?"

Xu Jing thought about it for a while, and said, "I can introduce you to a job. Let me tell you first, it's not a serious job."

"What kind of job is it? Tell me!" Liu Haiting said.

"Theoretically, it's collecting waste..."

Before Xu Jingli could finish speaking, Liu Haiting interrupted her: "Jingli, as the saying goes, if you go to the doctor when you are sick, just tell me how much you earn a month."

"How much money you earn depends on your ability. The more you work, the more money you earn. They don't have fixed wages."

Xu Jingli said, "Well, I'll give you an address after the party is over, and you go to a man named Gangzi and tell him that I introduced you there."

"The more you do, the more you earn. Is this how the waste collectors are paid?" Liu Haiting asked suspiciously.

"He's a little different, what he earns is a commission, and it's not the usual meaning of collecting waste on the street..."

Xu Jingli told Xiao Gang and the others about their business.

"Okay, I'll do the job!" Liu Haiting said confidently.

While talking, the two of them had arrived at the Hongqi Hotel.

There are several Hongqi restaurants in Beijing, and the place where they meet is located on the east side of Jiefang Road, Xuanwu District. The environment is very good, and there can be more than [-] tables inside. The biggest feature is that there are many dishes and delicious taste. It is a good place for parties and banquets , in this era can be regarded as a very good high-end hotel.

When the two entered the Hongqi Restaurant, many old classmates had already arrived...but not all of them were students, there were also guests who dined here. Looking at these young people gathered together, they felt nostalgic.

"Don't tell me, Hou Kui really put his mind to it. Many of our elementary school classmates have arrived... Time makes people old. Many people can't see what they were like when they were young. Walking on the street I can't recognize it at all." Liu Haiting said.

Xu Jingli is also very emotional. She belongs to the group of lucky people who found a job in the city and got rid of the fate of going to the countryside. His face has been stained with wind and frost, and he looks much older than his peers... Some people say that it is maturity, but the price is a bit high.

"Xu Jingli!"

A girl with wheat-colored skin walked over, with an inexplicable feeling in her expression: "We haven't seen each other in four years, right? After all, the capital's water and soil support people, and this skin is so tender... like a baby, I feel sorry for you!"

"Cheng Hong, don't bury me. What's so pitiful about the baby's wrinkled appearance? Your wheat-colored skin is the healthiest color." Xu Jingli said with a faint smile, "When did you come back?" , and didn’t contact his old classmates, Hou Kui still did a good deed.”

"I want to get in touch with you, but those of us...have to run around for our lives in the past two years, and we are in a mess. This time, I have to thank Hou Kui. If it weren't for his generous donation, we don't know how long it will take to get back together." See you." Cheng Hong said.

"Cheng Hong, look at what you said. After all these years, which one of us is not in a mess? It's just a fifty-step laugh at a hundred steps." Xu Jingli smiled lightly: "You think you are in a mess, that's the direction you look No, from another angle, someone is more embarrassed than you!"

Cheng Hong pursed her lips: "You..."

Dangdang!

I don't know who knocked on the wine bottle. Everyone who was talking fell silent and looked in the direction of the sound.

"In the past two years, I have become a bit handsome. Some people may have forgotten me... Yes, I am Cao Yufu. If you meet me, Lao Cao, you will be happy!"

Everyone laughed... There was less childishness in the laughter, and a bit more vicissitudes.

Cao Yufu continued: "Let's gossip, everyone sit down, if you have anything to say, let's discuss it over the wine... Hey, beauty, Miss Xu and Miss Liu, come and sit, the seat I hand-picked has the best Fengshui Well, I’m sure I’ll be happy to sit on it.”

"Cao Yufu, I don't know if the feng shui in your place is good, but it must be the most drooling!" Liu Haiting said angrily.

wow~

Everyone laughed again and sat down one after another. Xu Jingli dragged Liu Haiting to sit with Cheng Hong.

"It's not that my buddies are weak, it's that Ba Lu is too persistent." Cao Yufu whispered to Hou Kui who was sitting next to him.

Hou Kui nodded, stood up and said, "This... Brothers and sisters, for so many years, everyone has gone through ups and downs. As far as I know, some of us have become parents, which is gratifying. Hey, this can be regarded as a life inheritance. Compared with everyone, I was once behind, but my buddies learned from the pain and finally caught up. Today we gather here to relive the old days and look forward to a better future. I want to say four words - eat well! drink well!"

He raised the beer bottle and shouted loudly... Immediately, there was a echo in the restaurant!

Although the alcohol content of the beer is not high, after drinking too much, everyone's face is flushed, and the memory hidden in the depths of a person's mind seems to be released with the alcohol. Some of them have been to the countryside, and some have stayed in the city; Those who have already worked, there are also temporary workers and even unemployed young people in the industry. Everyone will meet again in this city, but no one can tell whether there will be time to meet again in the future.

After a young man drank too much, he plucked up the courage to drink a clear song... Not to mention, his voice was not bad, and he drank very well. Everyone applauded and drank, and some young men and women immediately followed suit. Standing up to sing a cappella, some guests who were eating nearby were also attracted, while the staff of the restaurant looked at this group of young people with some trepidation, lest they drink too much and make trouble.

Of course, their worries were unnecessary, Hou Kui had already taken precautions before entertaining guests, limiting the amount of wine on each table.

At the end of the party, a young man took out a violin from the violin case he was carrying, and came to Xu Jingli while playing a beautiful and lyrical melody.

"Qi Fei, don't you want to confess to Xu Jingli?"

"Whether it's good to just play the tune, at least you have to have a bunch of flowers?"

……

All of a sudden, everyone was watching and teasing, and the already somewhat deserted atmosphere suddenly became lively again, and a raging fire of gossip was ignited in everyone's hearts.

"Brother, give way, give way, the master is here." Outside the crowd, Cao Yufu separated the crowd.

Wearing a dark blue suit, Hou Kui walked up to Xu Jingli with a bouquet of red roses in his arms, and presented the flowers to Xu Jingli: "Eleven roses represent my love for you that has never disappeared in 11 years. My girlfriend?"

"Promise him!" Cao Yufu immediately booed from the side.

Immediately, there was a echo in the restaurant, and the hotel employees who were worried about their troubles also watched this scene with expressions of interest.

Xu Jingli touched one of the red roses lightly with her hand, smiled and said: "Hou Kui, you really shouldn't have kept this love for 11 years. If you told me 11 years ago, I would have told you... ...You should die of this kind of heart."

After speaking, she took out a five-yuan bill from her wallet and stuffed it among the bouquet of roses.

"Haiting, let's go."

She greeted her girlfriends who came together, and waved to everyone: "Old classmates, we will withdraw first, see you later!"

The music stopped abruptly when she was speaking, and the young man playing the violin stood there awkwardly.

Cao Yufu's eyes flashed: "Where there is a will, there is a way! There is no rush for this kind of thing, everyone will be separated today, and we will get together again when we have time."

If the show of love is successful, everyone will be happy, and it will make a good story.But now, if everyone still stays together, it will be a joke.

……

In a certain old building, Chen Xueru stood on the balcony, looking at the pots of roses with only green leaves left, her face was so gloomy that it seemed that water was about to drip.

Suddenly the door rang, and Fan Jinyou and his son Fan Xiaojun walked in.

Before they could say hello, Chen Xueru had already walked quickly into the living room, and asked with a cold expression: "Who moved my rose?"

Fan Jinyou and his son looked at each other in surprise, and the former frowned slightly and said, "When Xiaojun and I went out early in the morning, the flowers were still there. If it's not you, it can only be Hou Kui."

"Why is Hou Kui cutting the roses?" Chen Xueru frowned, as if talking to herself, and as if asking the father and son.