Chapter 439: Pen Tips for Military Soul
Father Lin went to Muhe for five days, and when he returned to the military compound, he was obviously in a good mood.
"I have already negotiated it. I will confirm it with the military farm in the next two days. It's time to go back."
Lin Zihuai has been busy with his work these days. He only asked the group for three days of leave after he finished the tasks at hand ahead of time.
After all, Lin Zihuai is not very old, and his attachment to his parents is much stronger than Lin Anan's.
Look, he no longer dislikes the farm work that he used to find most annoying, and keeps following Lin's father to the military farm.
I don’t know which meridian of his was opened up by this song, but he actually created his famous song "Father".
When Lin Anan got this song, she was stunned!
The gentle melody hides endless nostalgia, which goes against the passion of this era and forms a unique style.
The lyrics are simple, but they contain the life story of a father...
"Your song..." Lin Anan touched the pencil marks on the music score and was actually a little speechless.
Lin Zihuai smiled and stroked his hair, "Is it very bad? Sister, please take a closer look."
Lin Anan shook her head. "Not bad, very nice to listen to, like a lyrical folk song."
"ah?"
"Sing the verse for me."
"Okay."
Lin Zihuai habitually felt around him and found that he had no musical instrument, so he simply picked up a pen and tapped it lightly on the kang table.
"Time flies by and I am gradually growing up
His body is no longer as straight as before.
Years quietly climbed up his temples and cheeks
Those hands also became rough and covered with scars
Every time I travel far away, he has tears in his eyes
But she still smiled and told me to take care of myself outside.
I am working hard in a distant place, but he is thinking about me in his hometown
This love is like a spring breeze that warms every winter and summer..."
"Time, oh time, can you please go slower? Don't let his back be easily bent by the years. I am willing to give up everything in exchange for his youth. He is the mountain that will always stand tall in my heart..."
It is the reluctance to see the father getting old. The mountain-like image of the father has gradually shown signs of bending under the erosion of time, but in the children's hearts, he will always be the mountain that they can rely on and is towering and unshakable.
When the last tune ended, Lin Anan clapped her hands and said, "It sounds great."
Lin Zihuai's eyes lit up, "Really?"
"It sounds really good, no need to change it."
"Very good!"
Lin Zihuai was extremely happy, happy that his sister recognized him, and even happier that the song he wrote for his father was successful.
Father Lin was sitting on a small stool at the door of the house, playing with the dog with his hand, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
"Teacher Lin." There was a knock on the door.
Editor Liu happened to come to the door at this time.
His visit this time made quite a fuss, with five or six people following him and holding a banner with a red flower tied to it.
Editor Liu knew that Lin Anan was in confinement after giving birth, but the matter was urgent, so he had to finalize the matter as soon as possible.
"Editor Liu? Please come in."
It was Lin's mother who opened the door. Hearing the loud noise, Lin Anan immediately put on her coat and came out.
"Congratulations to Teacher Lin! Congratulations to Teacher Lin! Spine was selected by the Provincial Department of Culture as the most influential book of the year."
"The latest column of the Provincial Newspaper, 'Military Medals on the Tip of the Pen', has also been confirmed. You are the first celebrity writer invited to be interviewed."
"Ah~" Lin's mother was frightened. She quickly took off her apron and hurriedly ushered the person into the main hall, "Come in and sit down!"
However, Lin's mother was also very tactful. Seeing that many neighbors gathered at the door to watch the fun, she did not close the door, but let people watch openly and even invited people into the yard to take a look.
She actually learned a lot about this trend of creating momentum from Lin Anan.
"This...this is too sudden!"
Editor Liu had mentioned this matter to Lin Anan a long time ago, but when the facts lay before her, she was still surprised.
The moment Editor Liu unfolded the silk banner, the five large gold-plated characters "The Pen Forges the Military Soul" on the red silk made everyone squint their eyes.
"Hiss~" a gasp sound was heard.
This is a banner issued by the Provincial Department of Culture. The inscription on it... is so important!
Then, Editor Liu unfolded the award certificate.
The edge of the certificate was embossed with gold, and the title of the book "Spine" was wrapped in red silk.
“The Provincial Department of Culture said that your awareness is worth learning for everyone. You not only gave a voice to the voiceless warriors, but also bravely recorded the bloody history and pioneered the new realism school.
In "Spine", the detail of the soldier exchanging bullet shells for brown sugar has been selected into the patriotism textbooks for primary and secondary schools. Congratulations to Teacher Lin!"
"this……"
Editor Liu handed the stuff to Lin Anan and winked at her, "The Provincial Department of Culture has already contacted the Northwest Military Region. The day after tomorrow, the military region will cooperate with the provincial newspaper reporter to interview and talk about the many details mentioned in "Spine", the details of the silent heroes' dedication to the country and the people!"
Lin Anan tightened her grip on the banner.
Did she win an opportunity for those lovely people?
Yes! It’s a chance to show off your military style!
"Thank you."
"No, no, no, we should thank you!"
Lin's mother was holding Lin's father's hands, and her palms were pinched red.
Father Lin was also excited! He wanted to pinch her back but didn't dare...
This was the first time he saw his children grow up.
Excited!
I still feel like crying!
Editor Liu came here with a mission and didn't have time to chat with Lin Anan. He had to go to the army to make the handover.
"Take care, thank you!"
As soon as he left, the military region’s propaganda department arrived.
Chu Mingzhou came back with the Minister of Propaganda.
Lin Anan is in confinement after giving birth. No matter what happens now, he has to put it aside because his wife's health is the most important thing.
In fact, he didn't need to worry, Lin Anan had already made arrangements.
She pulled Lin Zihuai aside and talked about several key points, asking him to communicate with the Propaganda Department on her behalf.
Keeping fit is one thing, letting Lin Zihuai show up is another.
Lin Zihuai is now experienced, so he didn't think too deeply about it. He just felt that his sister was so capable and he was very proud of himself.
"Minister Qiao."
"Comrade Xiaolin, we meet again."
The person who came was Minister Qiao Tingqiao from the Propaganda Department. He had dealt with Lin Zihuai before and was a very kind person with great skill in speaking.
Minister Qiao greeted everyone one by one and saluted Lin's father and mother.
This frightened Father Lin so much that he didn't know where to put his hands.
"I was so excited that I came here. Sorry to bother you."
"No, there's nothing to disturb you."
Lin Zihuai first came to prominence during the Chinese New Year. The Propaganda Department had already noticed him, but they only classified him as a member of the art troupe.
Now that Lin Anan has become so famous because of a book that it has even influenced the military region, how can the Propaganda Department fall behind?
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