Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 144 Bugs
Xu Sanguan is the epitome of many ordinary farmers in that era. He had a dramatic life, but these dramas were staged on many people in that era.

Once he encountered difficulties in his life, he could only make money by selling blood.

In Yu Hua's novels, people always see a kind of fatalistic concept of "giving up defense and resignation", so his works often take suffering as the theme.

However, the reason why Zhang Zhong loves "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" is because it is not as miserable as in "To Live", at least it still retains some warmth. Compared with Xu Fugui's life, Xu Sanguan's life is more real , but the cruelty did not lose one point.

Although this book deliberately suspends history and rarely describes the background and scenes, the advancement of the story relies on history.

But Zhang Zhong is not worried that this book will be unacceptable, because what China has experienced on earth, China in this world has also experienced. When readers read this book, they will also be in the suspended history. Find the shadow of Huaxia in it.

"Xu Sanguan's Tale of Selling Blood" is also very characteristic in artistic expression. The whole story is narrated in chronological order without any flashbacks or interludes.

And the book uses a lot of repetitive narrative.

Readers who are familiar with Yu Hua must know that Yu Hua is a person who likes to repeat. In "To Live", the death of each character is repeated. When you see the end, you will have the illusion that this is a death journal.

In "Xu Sanguan's Story of Selling Blood", the language and the story of selling blood are repeated.

Yu Hua believes that suffering and repetition are twin brothers.

……

Zhang Zhong got up from the bed, he had no intention of going to sleep, he just wanted to get this book out as soon as possible.

When I got out of the room, I saw Peng Peng squatting in the living room, playing with the broom in the house.

Isn't this girl sleeping?
He went back to his room to sleep after arranging Pengpeng to take a nap, and she woke up in about half an hour?
"What are you doing?" Zhang Zhong asked.

Pengpeng originally turned his back to Zhang Zhong, but when he heard the voice, he turned his head and said with a smile, "I'm modifying my Nimbus 2000."

Transform it?

Zhang Zhong approached and found that the broom in the house had a pair of "wings" on the originally bare handle.

The "wings" are only the size of Zhang Chong's palm, and they are folded out of red origami.

"Dad, I thought about it for a while. My Nimbus 2000 can't fly, maybe it's because it doesn't have wings. I just need to put some wings on it."

The corners of Zhang Zhong's mouth twitched. She closed her eyes just now not to sleep, but to think about why her Nimbus 2000 couldn't fly.

"Then can I fly now?"

"I haven't tried flying yet."

"Then when is the test flight?"

Pengpeng shook his head, "It can't do it now, I have to wait until I finish the seat, otherwise I'll be fucked if I ride on it."

After she said this, Zhang Zhong noticed that there was a cushion under the handle of the broom, which was tied by Peng Peng with a rope.

Zhang Zhong shook his head, this girl, before she could fly, she was already thinking about comfort.

But what she said seemed to make sense. If the broom could really fly, it would be really good in the sky. After all, it was just a pole.

The short-distance can be tolerated, but if it is a long-distance flight... Hey, what am I thinking, Zhang Zhong smiled secretly, and ignored the broom refitting in the living room, and went into the study to work.

But he didn't write for a while, when he heard Hu Huifang scolding from the living room.

"You brat made my broom like this, how can you sweep the floor! And what's the matter with this cushion?"

"This is my Nimbus 2000."

"I think you want to go to heaven!"

"I just want to go to heaven."

……

Zhang Zhong could imagine the scene of his mother chasing Peng Peng with a broom in the living room.

After thinking about it, he took out a pen and paper, drew a picture of a broom, and passed it on to the company that decorated their home, asking the other party to help them make a wooden broom.

At least we can't let Pengpeng harm the broom that sweeps the floor at home anymore.

……

"Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" has a total of 17 words, and it will take a lot of time to carry it out, but he is not in a hurry, after all, he has several works to be released next month, and even if this book comes out now, it will not be in time for publication.

In the afternoon, Zhang Zhong's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, and the location showed Yanjing.

"Hello."

"Damn, bug, you didn't save my phone number?"

With the sound of "bug", Zhang Zhong knew who the other party was.

Thinking back to ten years ago...

"My name is Zhang Zhong, and I am very heavy."

Back then, when Zhang Zhong introduced himself to his roommate Song Xiang like this, Song Xiang said with a strange smile, "Isn't that repetitive? I will call you Chongzi from now on, but you can call me Daxiang."

That year, Xiang was a very simple word.

Song Xiang was the only one who called himself a bug.

Back to reality, Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows and said, "Daxiang?"

"Brother Xiang, I said why didn't you call me when you woke up? If I hadn't heard what Yu Jun said, I wouldn't have known you were discharged from the hospital."

"Not in the group..."

"The class group is full of bad words, so I don't bother to read it. I'm back in Jiangyang, will you go to the class party in two days?"

"go."

About the class dinner, Yu Jun confirmed with himself a few days ago, he thought about it, and agreed.

"Okay, let's talk then. When I got off the plane today, my mother arranged a blind date for me. I don't want to go, but it's an introduction from an acquaintance, so it's not easy to recommend."

"Then I wish you the best of luck."

"What is the flag, what is the victory, I scared her away in the past, I am only under 30 years old, I got married too early, if I have another child, do I still have some space for myself?"

Zhang Chong didn't agree.

"Okay, I'm hanging up, let's have a good chat when we get to the hotel."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xiang's appearance appeared in Zhang Zhong's mind. It seems that his style has not changed much in all these years, and he is still careless.

Song Xiang is a fat man, but also a short man.

During a physical examination, his weight and height were both 165. During that time, many people called him 165.

This guy is not tall, but he is very ambitious and has more things in his heart than anyone else.

When he was a senior, Jiangyang University set up a business incubation program for college students. He was the first to sign up to start a company, recruited a few more graduate students, and started working.

Not to mention, in just a few months, his company actually started to make a profit when he graduated.

After graduation, he moved the company to Yanjing, and the development has been very good.

As for how his company has been in the past few years, Zhang Zhong doesn't know, but listening to him, he should be in a good state.

The class reunion was on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month. Coincidentally, the meeting place was set at the Hongyunlai Hotel, which was the place where Zhang Zhong went to meet Wen Jinjiang last time.

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