Chapter 137 Haiyan
The summer in Yanjing is much more unbearable than that in my hometown in Northeast China.
Lin Weimin thought that maybe it was because his life was getting better and better, he became a little pampered and felt it was a pain to sweat a little.
As the saying goes, artists cannot live too comfortably, or problems will arise.
It’s been almost half a year and Lin Weimin hasn’t produced a new work yet. I feel embarrassed to go to Mr. Wan’s house recently.
The old man always told him, "Your current creative energy and inspiration are the most precious," and whenever they met he would urge him to write some new works.
Recently, his colleagues have been asking him whether he has any new works coming out, which makes him feel a little stressed.
It turned out that he was too diligent before, giving people around him the illusion that "I am a genius". Lin Weimin regretted it secretly.
He was also thinking about what to write in his next work.
The weather was hot, and there was a recliner under the jujube tree in the yard. Lin Weimin was lying there in a vest and shorts, thinking hard.
"Ding ding ding!" There was a knock on the door and Lin Weimin went to open it.
Qu Xiaowei walked in with a sullen face, without saying a word. He lay down on the recliner and sighed.
"What's going on?" Lin Weimin asked.
"well!"
Lin Weimin was speechless, "Look at you, you look like you're about to die!"
After being scolded, Qu Xiaowei did not get angry, nor did he refute, but continued to sigh, which surprised Lin Weimin.
He asked, "What happened? Don't keep it in your heart if you're unhappy. Tell me and I'll be happy!"
Qu Xiaowei may have sighed enough, "Can you be a human being?"
"Whether I am a human being or not depends entirely on what happens to you."
Qu Xiaowei glared at him, then couldn't help sighing, "Alas! Haiyan's assignment has been decided. She will stay in Jinling and be a teacher at their school."
“Isn’t this good?”
"Bullshit!" Qu Xiaowei was so angry that he stood up straight, "You don't care about me at all!"
?
Please don't be so ambiguous. I, your dad, am a straight man.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Qu Xiaowei said bitterly, "Didn't you forget that I discussed with Haiyan about transferring to Yanjing?"
"You're talking about this? You two are a bit fanciful."
Qu Xiaowei sighed, "Yes, I thought too simply at that time. I wanted Haiyan to transfer here as soon as she graduated!"
"So what's the situation now? Has it been decided that she will stay in school? Are you still going to be so distant?"
"I don't know!" Qu Xiaowei said in a bewildered tone, "I can only think of a way after I get a job. It would be best if I could be transferred to Yanjing."
"What if it can't be adjusted?" Lin Weimin asked very realistically.
Qu Xiaowei's eyes were on Lin Weimin, but he didn't focus on them. He muttered, "Can't adjust? Can't adjust?"
His eyes became red as he recited, "If I can't adjust, I will go to Jinling to find Haiyan."
"You don't want to work anymore?"
Qu Xiaowei lowered his head and said, "If Haiyan is gone, why would I still need this job?"
I didn't realize that Comrade Xiaowei is such a romantic person.
For Chinese people in the 1980s, work was everyone's lifeblood. Saying that he didn't want to work might be an impulsive thought, but it at least shows Qu Xiaowei's friendship with Liu Haiyan.
People like Lin Weimin have no intention of giving up work or writing for anyone.
Zhu Lin? Not even a word has been written yet.
The eldest nephew? He still has to rely on his uncle for support.
Tiesheng? Well, I think this is something I can consider.
No, no, there’s no point in thinking about it. You’re just thinking about random things all day long.
Lin Weimin cleared up the messy thoughts in his mind and patted Qu Xiaowei on the shoulder, "Don't say such discouraging words, everything depends on human effort!"
Qu Xiaowei raised his head, with a little hope in his eyes, "Weimin, do you think there is a chance?"
Lin Weimin shook his head cruelly.
“You…”
Realizing that he had been tricked, Qu Xiaowei was filled with rage and became extremely vicious.
Buddy, you're in such a state now, can't you be a little kinder?
He planned to get up and give Lin Weimin a big smack in the ass to let him know that Viagra is not something you can get away with just because you want to.
Unfortunately, before he could take any action, Lin Weimin said something.
"How about I think of a solution for you?"
The big pussy didn't get out of the fan, but halfway through it became a hand that supported Lin Weimin.
Qu Xiaowei knelt down, his face full of flattery, "Please sit down, please sit down, tell me in detail what you just said!"
Lin Weimin sat down calmly, "I saw you were about to take action just now?"
"No! Absolutely not! I swear on my ancestors." Qu Xiaowei vowed with a straight face, "I'm just worried that you might get tired from standing for too long. Let me help you rest for a while."
After joking for a while, Qu Xiaowei asked seriously: "Weimin, do you really have a solution?"
"I'm not sure either, I'm just trying to see if there's a chance."
Qu Xiaowei nodded quickly and said, "It's fine if there's a chance. What do you need me to do?"
"Nothing."
Lin Weimin stood up and looked left and right in the yard. The jujube trees were not ripe yet, which would delay things.
After entering the kitchen, he reluctantly picked up the black meat from the bucket.
The watermelon weighing more than ten kilograms was very heavy in the hand. Lin Weimin spent a long time selecting it at the watermelon stall in the evening before buying it.
In later generations, when people in Yanjing talked about watermelons, almost everyone would think of Jingxin. The watermelon was round, thick, sweet and heavy. In the hot summer, Jingxin became the most pleasant enjoyment for the people of the capital.
But at this time in 1981, the hybrid watermelon Jingxin had not yet appeared. The most popular varieties sold on the market in Yanjing were Heibengjiner, Zaohua, and Zhengzhou No. 3. Not only did they have low yields, they were not particularly sweet either.
If you want to eat a juicy and sweet watermelon, you must have the skill to pick the watermelon.
There are some tips for choosing melons. First of all, you have to choose those that are crooked or cracked. Such melons are generally not bad.
The second one is about listening to the sound to determine the position. Those with echo have thin skin and more water.
Lin Weimin came out of the kitchen holding a watermelon. Qu Xiaowei thought he was going to cool off, but before he could say anything, he found Lin Weimin walking out of the yard holding the watermelon.
"Let's go!"
"Where are you going?" Qu Xiaowei looked confused.
"Do you still want your Haiyan?"
Qu Xiaowei was startled and quickly stood up, "Let's go now?"
"Yes, while I'm free today."
After leaving the yard, Lin Weimin stuffed the watermelon into Qu Xiaowei's arms and locked the gate.
The two of them rode on their bicycles, and Qu Xiaowei kept asking, "Weimin, where are we going?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Since Lin Weimin didn't tell him the destination, Qu Xiaowei became even more impatient and felt that he had to pedal the bicycle with more strength than usual.
Although I don’t know where Weimin plans to take him or who he plans to find, what if it works?
When he thought of this, Qu Xiaowei felt full of strength.
Haiyan, wait for me!
(End of this chapter)
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