Ran Jinnian noticed his emotions and couldn't help but look puzzled.
"My name is Song Hui, and I'm a soldier stationed at the Kunshan Research Institute. I'm very happy to meet you." Song Hui was somewhat incoherent.
Ran Jinnian was quite surprised: "Is there something you need?"
"I'd like to ask, are you Ran Jinnian, the author of (The Child Who Chases the Light), (Like the Bright Moon and Stars), (Longing), and (Red Years)?"
Song Hui rattled off several story titles in one breath.
Ran Jinnian was somewhat surprised, remembering that he had taken her ID yesterday and that's how he learned her name: "Yes, that's me."
"Great, I've finally met you in person. Your stories are truly wonderful, and the central themes are absolutely brilliant."
Song Hui was extremely excited.
"Thank you." Ran Jinnian had fans in the Southern Military Region, but she didn't expect to have fans in the research institute as well.
"Comrade Ran, could you sign something for me?"
Song Hui took a magazine out of his pocket.
"Of course, but I don't have a pen right now," Ran Jinnian smiled.
"I have."
Song Hui was very well prepared.
Ran Jinnian took the pen, thought for a moment, and wrote the four characters "心之所向" (where the heart leads) on the magazine.
Song Hui raised his eyes: "Where does your heart lead?"
"This is the title of my next storybook," Ran Jinnian explained.
She did not write her own name because of the lingering effects of the revolution, the intense political struggles, and the ongoing power struggles between various forces.
Her story is set against a red ideological backdrop, so there will be no political issues.
But if you sign your own name, and are labeled as a bourgeois intellectual trying to win people's hearts, you can be criticized and denounced for any reason these days.
Many of those who dedicated their lives to the country did not survive this upheaval.
She is just an ordinary person, and her actions are not only responsible for herself, but also for her family.
Ran Jinnian was very cautious and never signed her name.
It is now 1975. This difficult period is about to pass, and a new life is about to begin.
Song Hui was also a slow learner, but he quickly realized what was happening: "Thank you."
Ran Jinnian took the lunchbox: "Thank you for making the trip to deliver our food."
"That's the rule." Song Hui didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
Ran Jinnian carried the lunchbox back to the house and told Lu Jinyuan about Song Hui wanting an autograph.
Lu Jinyuan was not surprised; his wife's stories were very popular in the military region.
"Wife, Xiaolan is about to give birth, and the story you just started writing might be delayed." Lu Jinyuan suddenly remembered this.
Ran Jinnian smiled and said, "When I get back to the military region, I'll write to Director Yuan and let him know that this manuscript will have to be delayed."
It's important to distinguish between what's important and what's not.
Lu Jinyuan gazed at his wife's face: "Wife, I'm sorry to have troubled you."
"We're an old married couple, don't say such mushy things," Ran Jinnian joked.
old?
He's only 26 years old, he's not old at all.
Lu Jinyuan frowned. Could it be that he hadn't been able to satisfy his wife recently?
Ran Jinnian had no idea that Lu Jinyuan would have this thought; if she had known, she would have laughed at him.
Research lab.
"Section Chief Lu, Section Chief Lu."
Lu Lanlan was busy with her work when someone called from outside.
She had no choice but to put down what she was doing and go outside: "What is it?"
"Another person came in from outside, saying they were your mother."
"ah."
Lu Lanlan opened her mouth wide.
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