Chapter 685 Someone is targeting me

The human heart is such a subtle thing.

When Li Chengru was in power, he had the idea of ​​standing shoulder to shoulder with Lin Weimin.

Now that he is down and out, he immediately regards Lin Weimin as his life mentor after receiving some advice from him.

After seeing Lin Weimin off, Li Chengru picked up the set of "Ordinary World".

This book is so famous that even he, who is busy with business all day, knows about it, but he has never had the time to read it.

He held the book and gently opened the cover.

There was a line of words written on the title page: The boat has passed through thousands of mountains.

There was no name or signature, but Li Chengru showed a moved smile. He sniffed, controlled the soreness in his eyes, turned to the content at the back, read it page by page, and was immersed in it.

Before I knew it, it was already dark.

When Li's mother came home from outside, she was surprised to see her son sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Since his bankruptcy, Li Chengru has been in a slump and has been lying in bed in a daze all day long. But today he actually sat up and read a book, and seemed to be very focused on it.

Mother Li was surprised and excited at the same time.

With a click, the light in the room turned on.

Li Chengru came out of his concentrated state and looked at his mother.

"It's tiring to read with the desk lamp on," said Li's mother.

It was still light when Li Chengru first started reading, but then the light gradually dimmed, so he casually turned on the desk lamp next to the sofa.

Li Chengru put down the book and complained: "Why did you wait so long for your meal?"

"The rice is in the pot, just eat it!"

"I want to eat noodles with soybean paste!" Li Chengru said to his mother.

The mother was not at all displeased by his request. Instead, she showed a bit of joy on her face. This was the first time her son ordered food after such a long time since his business went bankrupt.

"Hey, Mom will do it for you right away!"

Li's mother looked at her son with tears in her eyes. Li Chengru also looked at his mother with a smile on his face.

He suddenly said, "Mom, I want to get a haircut tomorrow."

"Okay, cut it."

"Cut your head bald!"

"Okay, I'll just cut my head!"

Having finally gotten a day off, Lin Weimin has been very carefree these past two days. He slept in the whole morning and when he got up and looked at the sunshine outside at noon, he felt a little proud.

Being able to sleep in proves that you are still young.

He leaned on the edge of the bed and was about to get out of bed.

“Ouch…”

You may be young, but you must take care of your body and stop tossing yourself around like this.

Teacher Lin warned himself silently.

During lunch, Tao Huimin asked Lin Weimin what he planned to do today.

These two days, Teacher Tao looks radiant and beautiful like a peach or plum.

Teacher Lin ate a bite of food and said, "I'm not going anywhere. I'll go to Tie Sheng's place for a stroll in the afternoon."

Since the Shi family moved to a high-rise building on Jintai Road, Lin Weimin has gone there less often.

It’s not that I don’t want to go, it’s mainly because work is indeed busier than before.

"Tiesheng! Tiesheng!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Shi Tiesheng pushed his wheelchair to open the door, "You can't ring the doorbell."

“I prefer this rhythm.”

After entering the house, Cheng Ximi poured Lin Weimin a cup of tea and asked with a smile, "Why are you free today?"

"Oh, it's holiday!"

Shi Tiesheng said, "Isn't that right? Why did I hear that he was suspended?"

Lin Weimin was surprised, "Who told you that?"

"People from the Literary Association, everyone has been saying these days that you have offended the Ministry of Personnel and have been suspended."

"These people are only afraid of chaos in the world!"

Shi Tiesheng joked: "Just tell me if this is true or not?"

Lin Weimin: …

"It can't be said that they offended each other, but we just have different views on the same thing."

Shi Tiesheng gave him a look: Just make it up.

Then Shi Tiesheng listened to Lin Weimin's detailed account of the job transfer. After listening, he sighed: "This is a good thing that others can't even ask for."

"That's true. But I really have no interest in this position. If I really want a higher rank, I can just go back to Wenxie. It's that simple."

Shi Tiesheng nodded when he heard this, Lin Weimin was not exaggerating.

Since he withdrew from the Writers Association in 1988, the association has contacted Lin Weimin many times, hoping to get him to return to the association. Given Lin Weimin's status and strength in the domestic literary world, if he really returns, his rank will be raised in a few years.

Thinking of this, Shi Tiesheng suddenly asked a question.

"Hey, you said that when judging the Yanbing Literature Award that year, was it someone who deliberately did that to block your way back?"

Lin Weimin looked at Shi Tiesheng with a playful look and said, "You, an honest man, have become a bad person now."

"It's all in the past, why think about it. The Writers Association has had too many messes, and even if they beg me, I won't go back." Lin Weimin said nonchalantly.

The two started talking about creation again. Shi Tiesheng has been writing essays and prose almost all the time in the past year, while Lin Weimin has not written anything new.

Shi Tiesheng lamented that as he got older, his creativity in writing novels declined significantly, and he became more fond of speculative things.

"This is why many writers choose to delve into a certain field in their later years," said Lin Weimin.

After chatting for a while, Shi Tiesheng suddenly said, "By the way, did you know that An Yi came to Yanjing for a short stay?"

Lin Weimin was quite surprised, "I don't know, when did it happen?"

"In May, she said she was going to write a novel. She was writing in seclusion. She didn't want anyone to know that she was writing in Beijing. She didn't contact anyone and only came to my house occasionally."

"If she didn't tell me, how would I know? She hid it really well. Could it be that she was doing this to write the novel she promised us?" Lin Weimin said.

"Then I didn't ask. She was writing in a closed format, so I didn't know how to ask."

As they were talking, the doorbell rang.

Cheng Ximi went to open the door and saw three people standing there.

They are Liu Qingbang and his wife and Huang Anyi.

"Why are you here together?" Shi Tiesheng asked in surprise.

"Weiping and An Yi have made an appointment to come and see you today." Liu Qingbang said.

The Weiping he was referring to was his wife Yao Weiping.

Seeing Lin Weimin here, Liu Qingbang and his wife greeted him, while Huang Anyi nodded to Lin Weimin with a cold attitude.

Lin Weimin was already accustomed to Huang Anyi's attitude and greeted her warmly.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came to Yanjing? Where are you living now?"

"I found a unit in West City."

"You should have told me earlier. I have plenty of houses." Lin Weimin said.

Shi Tiesheng joked: "Look at this landlord-like face!"

Liu Qingbang smiled and said, "An Yi said she wanted to find a secluded place, preferably one where no one would disturb her. You two are acquaintances. If she moves into your house, how can she concentrate on writing..."

After listening to Liu Qingbang's talk, Lin Weimin realized that it was he who found the house for Huang Anyi.

Huang Anyi now lives far away from Shi Tiesheng's home, and she is not familiar with the roads in Yanjing. Every time she comes to Shi's house, she is with Yao Weiping, or with the couple.

Everyone sat together, talking and laughing. Lin Weimin hadn't had this experience for a long time.

Huang Anyi always gives people a cold and arrogant feeling in front of outsiders, but she is very talkative when talking with Shi Tiesheng. The topics of the conversation are also very broad, including Chinese, foreign, historical, realistic, artistic, popular...

Talk about whatever comes to mind.

The two of them asked and answered each other. Sometimes, after Shi Tiesheng finished answering a question asked by Huang Anyi, she disagreed and shook her head, saying that she felt that way of speaking was wrong, and then she started to talk about her own reasons, as if she had specially found reasons to argue.

Lin Weimin and Liu Qingbang whispered to each other, and both thought that Huang Anyi was using Shi Tiesheng to stimulate her own writing inspiration.

It was almost evening and Huang Anyi was still chatting animatedly with Shi Tiesheng.

At this moment, Shi Tiesheng was obviously stumped by Huang Anyi. He put his hand on his forehead and said, "Well, well, let me think about it."

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember how to answer, so he lit a cigarette in an attempt to mobilize his inspiration.

Lin Weimin was laughing secretly on the side. The more he looked at Tie Sheng, the more he looked like one of the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin, who were specially used to help people pass the levels.

While the two were chatting, everyone was already preparing dinner.

Noodles with soybean paste.

A large bowl of hand-rolled noodles that had been boiled in water was brought to the table, floating in the water, feeling cool and refreshing.

Colorful vegetables are neatly piled on the plate, including cucumber shreds, bean sprouts, radish shreds, cabbage shreds...

And the most important thing is a big bowl of fragrant fried sauce, with the fragrance of dry yellow sauce, the freshness of soybean sauce, and the sweetness of sweet noodle sauce. When mixed together and baptized by hot oil, the aroma is overflowing.

Shi Tiesheng and Huang Anyi were still chatting over there, but Lin Weimin picked up the bowl and said, "I won't be polite!"

After saying this, he picked up some noodles with his chopsticks and put them into the bowl. When he came back, the two large bowls in his hands were already full.

Add the vegetables and sauce, all in one go.

Then he squatted beside Huang Anyi and started eating.

Huang Anyi, who was chatting happily, was disturbed by his voice. She couldn't help but frowned and looked at him, "Can you please keep your voice down?"

Lin Weimin puffed his cheeks and said, "Student An Yi, we have already discussed this issue when we were at the Institute of Literature. This is a matter of personal freedom."

Huang Anyi rolled her eyes at him. When it comes to being a scoundrel, this man is a professional.

"Haha, let's eat too." Shi Tiesheng said.

You don’t need a table to eat noodles with soybean paste. Everyone just serves the noodles and finds a place to eat.

Huang Anyi ate her noodles very slowly. Lin Weimin asked, "How is your novel going?"

“Just started writing.”

"Although your initiative to enter the small dark room is commendable, I have to remind you that several of your contracted writers have already submitted their manuscripts."

His words immediately made Huang Anyi unhappy, "You didn't say when the manuscript must be submitted."

Lin Weimin thought seriously, "This is indeed a loophole. I will plug it next time."

Huang Anyi taunted, "You've been suspended, so you should worry less."

She didn't know that Lin Weimin had been suspended, and only found out about it during a chat in the afternoon.

Although she said this, after hearing the reason why Lin Weimin was suspended, she still admired him in her heart.

"Haha!" Shi Tiesheng couldn't help laughing as he listened to the conversation between the two. "Weimin, how many times have you been suspended from work?"

"I forgot, it seems to be the third time."

Several people nearby were startled.

A habitual offender!

"Don't look at me like that. There are reasons for this. I am too upright and I am being targeted," Lin Weimin explained.

Everyone was chewing noodles, with a big question mark in their mind about what Lin Weimin said.

"Have you been suspended three times?" Huang Anyi asked.

She remembered that Lin Weimin had been suspended before, but she really didn't expect that this was the third time.

"I repeat, someone is targeting me."

(End of this chapter)