Back to 80: My Literary Life

But on Saturday night, Fang Minghua still had to stay at home for a while after dinner, because at this time, his sister Fang Mingli came back from school, and sometimes her sister, brother-in-law and her family would come over to sit and chat, and as soon as he finished his meal, he would go back to work. Seems a little unkind.

Tomorrow is the National Day, and I have two days off. My sister came back from school in the afternoon. She said to Fang Minghua happily: "Brother, I have good news for you. I was successfully admitted to graduate school."

"Really? That's great!" Fang Minghua was also very happy.

My sister is a junior this year and faced with the choice of graduation placement or further education, she chose the latter.

When her mother Zhang Fenglan, who was rolling dough in the corridor outside, heard this, she immediately stretched her head and asked: "Lili, what is Baoyan?"

"You don't need to take exams, you can become a graduate student directly!" Fang Minghua explained with a smile.

"Ah? Can it still be like this now? Isn't this the same as when workers, peasants and soldiers were recommended to go to college?" My mother was very confused.

"Not bad, but it requires a student with both good character and academic performance."

Zhang Fenglan still didn't understand, but she didn't care.

My daughter is going to graduate school! Even better than college students!

"Lili, when your father comes back, tell him that he will go out to buy two kilograms of meat tomorrow and fry some vegetables. Our family will be happy!" Zhang Fenglan was still nagging while rolling the dough.

"Graduate student? What are you studying?"

"Brother, I have to ask for your opinion on this matter." Fang Mingli came over to help change the briquettes and said to Fang Minghua who was standing in the room doing nothing:

"Originally, I wanted to study applied mathematics and follow Professor Li from our department, but a professor named Kang Jichang from NPU also wanted me. Their school just established the Department of Computer Science and Engineering last year and plans to recruit undergraduate and graduate students. Let me go over and learn software programming.

Big watermelon? computer science?

"Go and learn computer science." Fang Minghua blurted out without even thinking.

"However, I have only taken a few computer courses and I don't understand them at all. And my ideal is to be a teacher."

"It's good to be a teacher, but it's even better to be a software engineer! Let me tell you, you can make a lot of money in the future!"

Unexpectedly, Fang Mingli gave him a blank look after hearing this.

"Brother, why do you keep talking about money, money, money? The teacher said that as a college student in the 1980s, the purpose of studying was to serve the motherland and revitalize China!"

Well, your brother's ideological level is not as high as yours.

"Actually, sister, learning computers is to revitalize China! Do you know what is the gap between our country and Western countries, especially the United States? The biggest gap is in the computer industry! If you learn computers well, you will definitely bring glory to the country!" Fang Minghua advised.

"real?"

"real!"

"But I have only studied a few classes, so I don't understand." Fang Mingli hesitated.

"As long as you learn mathematics well, software programming will be no problem!" Fang Minghua patiently explained: "As for simple hardware issues, just ask me!"

Fang Minghua beat his chest and vowed.

"You can?"

"of course!"

Before your brother traveled through time, he even assembled his own computer to save money.

"There is an Apple II computer in our school's computer room with a 14-inch floppy drive that doesn't work. The teacher can't fix it no matter what. Do you know the reason?" Fang Mingli asked.

Damn it!

14-inch floppy drive?

Never heard of it!

I’ve heard of 5-inch, and I’ve used 3-inch floppy disks before. Why are there still 14-inch ones?

Is the record that big?

Fang Minghua was dumbfounded.

Seeing her brother like this, Fang Mingli pursed her lips and said nothing.

He is a writer and not an engineer, so how can he understand this?

However, the girl finally followed her brother's advice and went to NPU, and later found a boyfriend.

Fang Minghua didn't take any rest during the National Day. After eating in the morning, he went to his work dormitory and made a cup of tea. He had just taken out the manuscript paper and hadn't been writing for long when he heard someone knocking on the door.

Opening the door, there was a girl standing at the door.

Song Tangtang was carrying a schoolbag and a net bag in his hand, with a few apples in it.

Fang Minghua was a little apologetic when he asked the girl to come in:

"Tangtang, I'm busy writing recently and can't go shopping with you."

"I didn't say I wanted to go shopping." The girl put the apple on the table and moved a stool to sit at the end of the desk.

"I'm here to study with you." After saying that, he took the book out of his bag and looked at it carefully.

The dormitory is very quiet.

After Fang Minghua finished writing a plot, he raised his head and looked at the girl next to him.

At this time, Song Tangtang was still wearing a military uniform and a military cap. The early morning sunlight shone through the window on the girl's face, with long eyelashes and red lips, a unique kind of beauty.

Fang Minghua suddenly felt the urge to kiss her.

The girl seemed to feel something and suddenly raised her head and looked at him.

"Um?"

"fine."

"Are you tired? Let me peel an apple for you."

Song Tangtang took out an apple from the net bag, rinsed it with the faucet outside, then returned to the room and started peeling it skillfully with a fruit knife.

Why.

I don’t want to eat your peeled apple, I want to eat your apple.

The girl is good at everything, but her temper is a bit cold.

By the time I finish writing this book, it will be spring.

Take advantage of the great spring time to train and train.

Say it wrong and further increase the feelings.

It was mid-November, and the weather in Xijing had entered winter. The weather was getting colder, and Fang Minghua set up a stove in the dormitory in time.

The coal was open for burning, and the government's distribution was not enough, so we asked Zhao Hongjun for some coal stamps, and then went to the Donger Road Coal Store to bring back a cart of briquettes. We couldn't wrong ourselves.

I wrote until midnight last night, and this morning Fang Minghua was still asleep in bed when he vaguely heard someone banging on the door.

"Fang Minghua!"

"Fang Minghua!"

It turned out to be Bai Miao's voice.

"What's the matter?" Fang Minghua's cat shouted from the bed.

"Urgent notice! Convene an all-staff meeting! President Huang requires everyone to attend!"

"I know, I'll be right away."

Fang Minghua was angry and reluctant to crawl out of bed.

Something big happened, and it mobilized troops and mobilized people.

Fang Minghua was getting dressed while complaining, and then hurried to the big meeting on the fourth floor in the front yard after briefly washing up.

As soon as I walked in, good guy, it turned out to be a whole-company meeting, and even people from the logistics department came. Hundreds of people were sitting neatly inside.

"What happened?" Fang Minghua squeezed beside Bai Miao and asked in a low voice.

"I heard that I want to learn an editorial." Bai Miao said in a low voice.

Studying editorials and still making such a big show of it?

Could it be?

Fang Minghua felt excited.

Within a few minutes, President Huang and a group of club leaders all came to the podium. President Huang looked serious.

"Comrades, there is only one thing to do in today's meeting, study an editorial, the title is: "Building Spiritual Civilization and Opposing Spiritual Pollution"!"

Oh my god.

What was supposed to come came.