Chapter 571 Shen Yumo's husband's surname is Cheng
In Donghai, in a villa near the Bund, Li Xueling was looking at Xiao Anan while watching TV.
The imported color TV that costs twenty-five yuan has a clear picture.
The News Broadcast has become a program that Li Xueling watches every day.
These days, she lived in the villa, helping Shen Yumo look after the children and observing Shen Yumo's life.
She found that in addition to focusing most of his energy on taking care of Xiao An An, Shen Yumo also focused part of his attention on writing.
She didn't know what the writing was about.
She was still satisfied with her daughter's condition.
After all, my daughter would not be left with nothing else to do besides taking care of the children.
"Mom, my eldest brother called today." Shen Yumo placed a plate of sliced watermelon next to Li Xueling and said softly.
Hearing her eldest son calling, Li Xueling frowned slightly and asked, "Why, does your sister-in-law want me to go back and look after her child?"
Shen Yumo smiled and explained for her eldest brother: "Mom, you know that my brother is under great pressure now, and my sister-in-law is busy with work."
"If you don't help him, he'll be too busy."
Looking at the smiling Shen Yumo, Li Xueling snorted and said, "You are not speaking up for your brother, but you really want me to leave now."
"I'm telling you, don't worry, I'll be back soon."
"After all, I have a big family to take care of."
Listening to his mother's words, Shen Yumo smiled gently.
Although she also hoped that her mother could stay with her for a longer period of time, she felt an invisible pressure when Li Xueling stayed here.
It just so happened that her brother called her, so she just said this.
Li Xueling was about to speak when she heard a voice on TV suddenly say: "...The work When Happiness Knocks on the Door by the famous young writer Cheng Xuyuan won the just-announced Gallic Goncourt Prize. This is...the first time a writer has won the Goncourt Prize..."
"...the Prix Goncourt is the most important prize in Gallican literature, and it was founded in ..."
Listening to the reports in the news, Li Xueling was a little stunned.
She was just about to talk to her daughter about Cheng Xuyuan again, but she didn't expect that Cheng Xuyuan actually won the award.
And it’s a foreign award.
Listening to the introduction on TV, Li Xueling fell into deep thought.
"This news is more than a minute long!" Li Xueling said with a hint of emotion after the content of the news changed.
Shen Yumo smiled and said, "Mom, it's normal for Cheng Xuyuan to win the award."
"He has won many awards over the years. This award is the icing on the cake for him!"
Glancing at her daughter who was trying to act calm despite looking happy, Li Xueling sighed and said, "You really should care more about things."
"Cheng Xuyuan won the award, but it wasn't just an award. He won glory for it."
"The future ahead of him is bright."
"If nothing else, I'd say that he will surpass your father in the literary world before he's thirty."
Shen Yumo had no doubt about his mother's judgment.
Although her father Shen Yunliang has worked hard for many years, as a person who has not achieved any great success, he is far behind Cheng Xuyuan, who has become famous at a young age.
“Ahh…”
Little An An seemed to have seen something as well, and was speaking in a threatening manner.
Li Xueling looked at little An'an who was full of surprise and couldn't help but ask, "An'an, do you know that your dad won the award?"
And little Anan seemed to be responding to her grandmother's words, and her little hand quickly reached towards the TV.
Looking at her nephew's appearance, Li Xueling sighed softly.
She looked at her daughter a little helplessly. Although her eyes were full of complaints, her determination was even stronger at this moment.
No matter what, she has to do this.
In fact, Li Xueling was not the only one who saw Cheng Xuyuan winning the award. Meng Dezhi was also watching the news broadcast in the white building not far from the South City Cultural Center.
In fact, Meng Dezhi already knew the content of the news. While reading the news, he complained: "The focus is wrong."
"It was Cheng Xuyuan's work that won the award. We should focus on the work, but why are we focusing on the award?"
"In the one minute and thirty seconds news, Cheng Xuyuan only showed up once, and as for When Happiness Knocks on the Door, only his name was introduced."
“It’s a bit of a miss.”
Mo Yunqi was eating while listening to Meng Dezhi's complaints. When Meng Dezhi finished speaking, she couldn't help but said, "Old Meng, why are you still so stubborn?"
“It’s correct for people to report this way.”
"Tell me, apart from you literary workers, how many of us know about this award?"
"If I don't introduce this award, how will everyone know how great Cheng Xuyuan is?"
“I don’t even know how difficult it is to win this award.”
Hearing his wife say this, Meng Dezhi fell into deep thought.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he felt that what his wife said actually made a lot of sense.
Seeing that Meng Dezhi stopped talking, Mo Yunqi suddenly asked, "Are you going with me to receive the award this time?"
Meng Dezhi shook his head and said, "I'm not going."
"It's not me who's receiving the award, why should I go there?"
Hearing Meng Dezhi say this, Mo Yunqi said: "You went there to help Cheng Xuyuan escort!"
"You are Yuqing's uncle, if you don't go, who will?"
Meng Dezhi said: "Okay, stop talking, I'm not going anyway."
"I can't understand anything when I go there. I might as well be at home."
"Besides, this matter has already been arranged, so don't talk nonsense."
Seeing Meng Dezhi's determination, Mo Yunqi could only stop talking about this matter.
After a moment's silence, she said, "Did you listen to me? It seems that Shen Yumo got married again and had a child?"
Meng Dezhi had no interest in things like gossip.
But when he heard his wife mention Shen Yumo, he couldn't help but ask, "Really?"
"Who told you that?"
Mo Yunqi said: "He is an old friend of the East China Sea Literary Association."
"She came over for a meeting some time ago, and I treated her to a meal. We chatted while we were eating."
Seeing that Mo Yunqi's source of information was reliable, Meng Dezhi smiled and said, "Shen Yumo and Cheng Xuyuan have divorced and have gone to Donghai."
"Isn't it normal for young people to remarry and have children?"
At this point, he said with a hint of emotion: "With more young people coming back, more people are getting married now."
"This month, I've attended four or five wedding banquets alone."
"That's it, but you still pushed several more?"
Mo Yunqi also felt deeply touched by Meng Dezhi's feelings.
In fact, she attended more wedding banquets than Meng Dezhi.
only……
Mo Yunqi put down her chopsticks and said, "Old Meng, someone said that Shen Yumo's husband's surname is also Cheng, and he seems to be an engineer."
"Don't you think this is a coincidence?"
Hearing that Shen Yumo's husband's surname was also Cheng, Meng Dezhi frowned slightly.
But then he said: "Hey, this kind of thing may just be a coincidence."
"After all, there are many people with the last name Cheng."
"Isn't it normal for Shen Yumo to find a husband named Cheng?"
"Why, Cheng Xuyuan's last name is Cheng, so you can't allow me to find another husband with the last name Cheng?"
Mo Yunqi smiled and said, "I just think it's a bit strange, so I want to tell you about it."
"Look at how you look now, you look like you've taken a bullet."
"Aren't I afraid that Yuqing will suffer a loss?"
Meng Dezhi said: "You guys are just worrying about nothing."
"I won't say anything else, but I still believe in Cheng Xuyuan's character."
At this point, he said to Mo Yunqi: "You should only say this kind of thing at home, don't tell anyone else."
"Cheng Xuyuan is the most outstanding person in the forest right now. I wonder how many people are watching him?"
"Let's not cause him any trouble."
Mo Yunqi nodded and said, "I know, so I'm just listening to this kind of thing."
In the family quarters of Yanying Studio, a family was also watching TV.
Although Chen Huaikai has put most of his energy into the preparation of Farewell My Concubine, he still has time to go home for dinner in the evening when the filming is not started.
The 17-inch black and white TV at home is still working diligently, and the announcer's clear and melodious voice is still so pleasant to listen to in the living room.
Chen Huaikai was watching TV and chatting with his son.
My son Chen Fanghou graduated from the Central Academy of Drama more than two years ago and is now an assistant director.
Of course, his main role was to serve as Lao Chen's assistant.
"You've read the script of Farewell My Concubine several times. When we start filming in a couple of days, I'll find a few clips for you to try your hand at."
Chen Huaikai has always been very gentle towards other people.
But when it comes to his own son, a son who makes him feel like a piece of jade that cannot be made into anything useful, his words are very rude.
"If you can take good pictures, then keep taking them."
"If you can't shoot well, give me two more years of study."
“As the saying goes, a tall building starts from the ground. If you can’t lay a good foundation, you can forget about building a tall building.”
Although Chen Fanghou was not very happy when he heard his father's nagging, the old man now held the power of life and death over him.
If one person disobeys, he won't even have a chance to try.
So he was quite humble at this time.
"Dad, don't worry, I will strictly follow your requirements."
Chen Huaikai nodded and said, "That's good."
"You are good in everything, except that you are a little too rough."
"If you were three times as steady as Cheng Xuyuan, I would let you go freely in this play."
Chen Fanghou was a little unhappy when he heard that his father was comparing him with Cheng Xuyuan again.
He is a proud and arrogant person who thinks that his talent is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
If Dad compares him to an ordinary person, he won't be too angry.
But Cheng Xuyuan is different.
Cheng Xuyuan is better than him in both ability and reputation! The result of comparing the two people is that he is still not as good as Cheng Xuyuan.
"Dad, don't think I'm not as good as Cheng Xuyuan now, but things change over time."
"In the future, who knows who will be inferior to whom?"
"If you don't believe me, I can make a bet with you."
"In a few years, I will be able to surpass Cheng Xuyuan."
Looking at his son who looked unconvinced, Chen Huaikai felt helpless.
His son is his own, and although he can beat and scold him as he pleases, the child's arrogant temperament really gives him a headache.
Who does this child look like?
Just when Chen Huaikai was thinking about all sorts of things, he heard a voice on TV: "Dear viewers, our station has just received news that the work When Happiness Knocks on the Door by the famous young writer Cheng Xuyuan has won the Gallic Goncourt Prize..."
"…The Goncourt Prize is one of the most important awards in Gallic literature, and is regarded in Europe as the next best thing to the Nobel Prize in Literature…"
After a minute and a half, Chen Huaikai withdrew his gaze.
He looked at his son who was standing next to him and had a look of shock on his face, and a silent smile appeared on his face.
"What did you just say?"
"You want to surpass Cheng Xuyuan. That's really a big ambition!"
"I support you."
Hearing this, Chen Fanghou's face tightened a little.
Although he felt that he was not bad, he still felt that Cheng Xuyuan had become a mountain that he could not overcome.
Chen Huaikai snorted and said, "Now that you know the gap, don't aim too high."
"Recognize your own reality. This is the most important thing for you now."
At this point, he turned to Chen Fanghou and said, "When the filming of this movie starts, I will introduce you to Cheng Xuyuan."
"You two should get to know each other better, so that he can have a chance to take care of you in the future."
After hearing his father's instructions, although Chen Fanghou was still a little unconvinced in his heart, he did not dare to say much.
After all, everything his father said was for his own good.
After educating his son, Chen Huaikai stood up from the stool and walked out.
"Dad, where are you going? We haven't finished our meal yet." Chen Fanghou asked in a deep voice as he looked at his father who was about to leave.
Chen Huaikai said: "I'll call Cheng Xuyuan and congratulate him."
"Also arrange a time to meet up."
When Chen Fanghou heard this, an expression of deep emotion suddenly appeared on his face.
My father is good to me and knows what I need at this time.
"Dad, didn't you say you would introduce us later?"
Chen Huaikai glanced at his son and said leisurely, "Cheng Xuyuan will definitely go to receive the award this time."
"I plan to meet him in advance."
"Let's discuss the filming of the movie."
As he spoke, Chen Huaikai walked out of the house.
Looking at his departing father, Chen Fanghou finally realized that he had been a little too self-sentimental.
My father doesn't think much about my affairs.
Although I felt helpless, I had no choice but to sit down and eat.
However, he also secretly made up his mind to make good movies in the future.
He wanted to prove to his father that Cheng Xuyuan was not the only capable person.
As the news broadcast began, more and more people knew about Cheng Xuyuan's award.
For a while, the school’s phone was almost blown up by calls looking for Cheng Xuyuan.
Under such circumstances, although the school was a little reluctant to receive the callers, it had no choice but to go ahead. After all, many of the people who called were well-known figures.
It doesn't look good to reject anyone.
This situation did not calm down until the third day after the news broadcast.
However, in the past few days, Cheng Xuyuan's going to receive the award has basically been finalized.
The date for receiving the award is December. Cheng Xuyuan will fly there and meet with the people from Milen Publishing House.
Of course, among those who went there were not only reporters who covered the entire event, but also translators arranged by the Cultural Association.
Just when Cheng Xuyuan was preparing to receive the award, Li Xueling took the train back to Yanjing.
Shen Yunliang went to pick up his wife in person when she returned.
He had to accept it. After all, he was the one who was hiding the matter of Shen Yumo.
At this time, you naturally have to perform well.
"You're back." Shen Yunliang took the gift from Li Xueling's hand and said to her with a smile.
Li Xueling snorted and said, "Do you hope that I will stay in Donghai forever and never come back?"
After being rebuked like this, Shen Yunliang was unhappy in his heart, but he did not show it.
Who made him be caught by others now? So he smiled and said, "Xue Ling, how could I not want you to come back?"
"Our family cannot survive without you."
After hearing her husband say this, Li Xueling's complexion immediately improved a lot.
She looked around and found that the only person who came to pick her up was Shen Yunliang, so she asked in a low voice: "Where are Yulin and Yushu?"
"Yushu has been too busy lately. He's been so busy with work that he's a little flustered."
"As for Yulin, his company had a temporary business trip, so he went there."
"Young man, there's nothing wrong with doing more work."
Shen Yunliang said: "As for Yu Fei, something happened at their school."
Hearing that the children were all in trouble, Li Xueling no longer had any reservations. She said in a cold voice, "Why didn't you tell me about Yu Mo's affairs if you knew about it?"
"If I hadn't discovered it, how long would you have kept it a secret?"
Shen Yunliang had already thought of the answer to this question.
He hurriedly said, "Wife, I didn't hide this from you on purpose."
"I can't think of a good solution. If you know about it, it will just be one more person who will be angry."
"What's more, Yu Mo's attitude is really infuriating."
After listening to Shen Yunliang's explanation, Li Xueling stopped talking. This situation made Shen Yunliang feel relieved.
"From now on, let's just live our own lives."
"How they want to live is their business," Shen Yunliang said softly.
But he had only said half of his words when Li Xueling said coldly, "Is there any father like you?"
"We still have to take care of the children's affairs."
"They are still young and don't know their priorities. By the time they know, it will be too late."
"So there are some things that we should decide for them."
Looking at Li Xueling's serious expression, Shen Yunliang couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to do?"
"Don't worry about this, just do your own thing."
As Li Xueling spoke, her pace quickened unconsciously.
Looking at his wife walking away quickly, Shen Yunliang suddenly felt a little uneasy.
I'm afraid my wife won't keep quiet when she comes back this time.
But what is she going to do?
(End of this chapter)
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