Literary Master 1978

The money Tao Yushu collected was the salary Lin Chaoyang earned as a teacher in the past few years. He worked as a teacher in the team elementary school. He worked for ten work points a day when he was in class, and also worked for ten work points when he was not in class. In Xiaoyangtun these years, one Work points are worth five cents, which is basically fifteen yuan a month.

In addition, the county education bureau also provides a subsidy of ten yuan a quarter, which translates to three yuan a month, which is called the "inexhaustible three yuan."

This more than eighteen yuan was Lin Chaoyang's monthly income in the past few years. Before getting married, he had saved more than three hundred yuan.

We've only been married for half a year, and our pockets are cleaner than our faces.

Now I am working as a librarian at Yanda University, and my salary seems to have increased. It is 47 yuan a month. Compared with my previous income, it has increased by leaps and bounds.

But when he thought that all this money would have to be passed on in the future, Lin Chaoyang felt that his life was gloomy and his future was hopeless.

So what exactly does marriage bring to men?

Tao Yushu saw that he was depressed. Although she was obsessed with money, she still had some conscience and left a small change for Lin Chaoyang.

Sixteen yuan and three cents.

When Lin Chaoyang met the Tao family for the first time, she bought all the clothes she wore. The only thing that made her feel uncomfortable was the pair of shoes under her feet.

This time with money, Tao Yushu decided to buy him a pair of leather shoes.

Lin Chaoyang was quite happy at first, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.

It’s still a waste of my money. When will I be able to eat my soft rice?

"I'll buy you a watch during the Chinese New Year!"

Tao Yushu eliminated Lin Chaoyang's dissatisfaction with one sentence. He was not vain, but these days, unlike later generations, it was really convenient to have a watch to tell the time.

A watch worth one or two hundred yuan costs several months' salary, and is considered a luxury item for the working class.

"By the way, dad praised you just now and said you were motivated." Tao Yu wrote.

"It's nothing, I just borrowed a book."

Lin Chaoyang knew that this girl was trying to flatter her again, so he told himself that he must not be fooled, and at the same time, he was thinking about generating income.

The small treasury is gone, the salary is gone, if we don’t generate some income, how will we live in the future?

Those who are rich are called salted fish when they lie down, while those who are poor are called eating and waiting to die.

He hummed in response to Tao Yushu's words. After a while, the girl took out her book and entered the study state.

When he was in his hometown, Lin Chaoyang thought Tao Yushu was just pretending to read at night. After returning, he discovered that most of her free time every day was filled with studying.

Don't tell me, my daughter-in-law's face when she studies hard is quite pretty!

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, she has a typical oval face, which belongs to the face shape of a classical beauty. Her nose has a slight hump, but it does not affect her beauty. Instead, she looks more girlish. After returning to the city for more than half a year, her skin has become clear and fair. Red, like a peeled egg, the more you look at it, the more you like it.

Lin Chaoyang stared at Tao Yushu for a while, but she didn't notice it at all. Lin Chaoyang felt bored while looking at it, so she held up the "Long Live Youth" she borrowed today and looked at it.

At about half past eight, Tao's mother knocked on the door.

When Lin Chaoyang saw Tao's mother, he thought about paying for food. Unfortunately, he was short of money at the moment, so he turned his attention to Tao Yushu.

She reluctantly counted out a stack of bills and handed them to Tao's mother, "Fifty cents a day for food expenses. There are still twenty-nine days in this month. The two of us have a total of twenty-nine yuan. Here it is!"

Mother Tao looked at her and felt unhappy, muttering: "Debt collector!"

After closing the door, Tao Yushu looked melancholy, "One yuan a day is 365 yuan a year."

Lin Chaoyang smiled and hugged her shoulders, "You have to look at the problem from another angle. Your monthly subsidy is twenty-two and a half yuan, and my monthly salary is forty-seven yuan, a total of sixty-nine and a half yuan, every month I gave 30 yuan to my family, and I still have nearly 40 yuan left.”

Tao Yushu is an educated youth who went to the countryside. According to the national decision on joining the queue as a reference for working age, he can enjoy the highest standard of scholarships after five years, which is a monthly subsidy of 22 and 50 cents.

"Does it cost no money to eat at school at noon? It costs 50 cents for the two of us a day, and 15 yuan a month, so there is only 25 yuan left. Does it cost to buy school supplies and books? There are also daily necessities, clothes, and shoes. …”

The smile on Lin Chaoyang's face froze, it seemed true after all.

With a monthly income of 70 yuan, I can barely make ends meet.

Living in Yanjing is indeed not easy.

The fire in his heart to generate income was burning brightly again. If he had just raised this idea just for his own little bourgeois life, then now he was fighting for the survival of the proletariat.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Chaoyang had no clue in his mind.

The reason is also very simple. It is September 1978, and the trend of reform and opening up has not yet spread. Making money is not an easy task.

It's definitely not possible to do business. Firstly, there is no time and energy, and secondly, there is no capital.

Don't talk about him, even if Ma Huateng comes!

When the rentier class cannot work, the choice now is simple, either sell technology, sell knowledge, or sell physical strength.

He was thinking about his great income-generating business, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the desk, disturbing Tao Yushu who was studying seriously.

"Stop knocking."

Lin Chaoyang restrained himself a little, and Tao Yushu put away the "History of Chinese Literature" and picked up another newspaper.

It's Shanghai's "Wenhui Po".

"You can also learn from this newspaper?"

"This is an assignment. Let's write a literary review of a novel."

Tao Yushu replied to Lin Chaoyang and focused on the newspaper. It was not the first time she had read the novel on it, but this time she had to read it word by word in order to write a review article.

Scars, author: Lu Xinhua.

At this moment, Lin Chaoyang was inspired.

The 1980s were approaching. Although the reform and opening up were in full swing, the popularity of literature was no less.

There were long queues in front of the bookstore, and buyers lined up all night to buy books; couples dated in the English corner, telling sweet words in poor language...

Soon, the literary whirlwind that began in the late 1970s will sweep across China. Whether it is cadres, workers, students, or men and women, young and old, people are addicted to the feast of literary revival. It is also because of such greed that the literature of the 1980s was brilliant and brilliant.

Lin Chaoyang remembered the book "Yenching Literature and Art" that Zhang Yaozhong showed off on the train. If it could be published at that level, he was a literary youth when he was young, so there was no reason not to be published.

Besides, if he is not good enough, can't he pay tribute?

The most important thing is...

Lin Chaoyang looked at Tao Yushu who was concentrating on reading. His wife seemed to be a hard-working student. Even for the sake of family harmony, he had to package himself as a cultured person!

Thinking of this, his eyes showed unprecedented determination.

That's right, all I did was for the harmony of the family.