Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

In a blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve again.

Now there is no need for Zhu Wanwan to guard the orphanage at every step, and Zhu Wanwan will not pass this day.

She woke up early in the morning and began to prepare various meals.

Ordinary people usually start preparing food several days ago, but she didn't have time before, so she didn't start to toss until today.

As for Chinese New Year food, chicken, fish and pork are all indispensable.

Zhu Wanwan spent some money and asked someone to send a chicken raised by a farm yesterday. Early in the morning, she asked Mu Qiong to help her catch it, and she came to kill it.

"Ma'am, this can't be done...I'll kill it!" Fu Yunan's cook said uneasily.

"You don't need to worry about me, I just have nothing to do and want to do it myself." Zhu Wanwan smiled, and turned her head to watch Mu Qiong catch the chicken.

The chicken they bought was a big free-range rooster. It had been raised for a long time, and it probably weighed more than ten catties.Fearing that it would be hurt if it was tied up all the time, Zhu Wanwan untied the straw ropes on its feet last night and locked it in the woodshed. Now it is flapping its wings, jumping up and down and screaming "Wow", it is very difficult to catch .

It took Mu Qiong a lot of effort to catch it, and then he found that the chicken was much stronger than he had imagined.

No wonder there is such a saying that "the hand has no power to restrain the chicken"...

Of course, he can hold the chicken's wings firmly with one hand... Mu Qiong grasped the chicken's wings tightly, took the chicken's neck and clasped it with his thumbs, and said to Zhu Wanwan, "Give me the knife." .”

Without Zhu Wanwan's help, he just wiped the chicken's neck, put the chicken blood in a bowl, and prepared to make chicken blood soup later.

After living a hard life, he is not used to wasting... well, no one is wasting at this time.

After killing the chicken, soak the chicken in hot water and then pluck the feathers... But before that, Zhu Yu took off all the beautiful feathers on the chicken wings—she was going to use them to make shuttlecocks!

Mu Qiong took the initiative to shave the chicken, Zhu Wanwan cut the soaked dried bamboo shoots and kelp beside him, and Zhu Yu was in charge of cleaning the fresh vegetables.

When Fu Yun'an came over, he saw that the three of them were very busy, but his cook was standing beside him, a little at a loss.

Seeing this, Fu Yun'an said to the cook: "I don't need your help here, you can go back and rest."

The cook nodded and went back quickly.

When she left, Fu Yun'an asked, "What can I do?"

Fu Yun'an really doesn't seem like someone who can cook, but Zhu Wanwan still said: "Go and chop the minced meat, we'll make croquettes later."

When there was a shortage of oil and water, Zhu Wanwan wished that there would be more fat in the meatballs when making meatballs, but now that there is no shortage of oil and water, she doesn't like to eat fatty meat anymore. The pork she prepares is more lean and less fat. , I plan to chop it up and put it in.

In the past, everyone did this to save meat, but now she does it for the sake of delicious food.

They divided labor and cooperated, and Zhu Wanwan finally cooked a lot of food and set up a table in the hall to worship "Nian Bodhisattva".

The candles swayed, melting candle tears. They sat in the yard, basking in the sun while gnawing sugar cane and eating boiled water chestnuts.

Zhu Wanwan also talked about many past events.

In the evening, they had a lively New Year's Eve dinner again.

It was a rough day, but Mu Qiong was in a good mood. Of course, Fu Yun'an was definitely not in the best mood.

Fu Yun'an had never looked forward to the New Year before, but after being with Mu Qiong, he suddenly felt that the New Year was very interesting, and watching the New Year also made people feel happy.

Their family didn't have any relatives. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the whole family still got together to eat, drink and chat. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, they started to walk around with Wei Ting and others.

Before last year, Mr. Wei came to Shanghai to take Wei Yuanyuan away, and he came this year, but he was tough when facing Wei Ting, and Wei Ting was also stubborn with him, and the two ended up breaking up.

However, in the end Wei Ting went back—the Wei family sent a letter saying that Mrs. Wei was ill, even if Wei Ting was dissatisfied with his parents, these were his parents, so he took his daughter back, but Mu Qiong did not expect Yes, he came back on the second day of the new year.

Mu Qiong was very curious, Wei Ting gave a wry smile, and said, "I don't know what they think. They wanted me to go back, but I did go back and drove me out... You don't know , As soon as I went back, I found two seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls and their families sitting at home."

Mu Qiong: "..."

"I was surrounded by them like a monkey for a long time!" Wei Ting sighed.

Mu Qiong thinks this is quite visual...

"I have always wanted to communicate with them, but unfortunately they are stubborn." Wei Ting said again: "Forget it, let's not talk about this."

Wei Ting chatted with Mu Qiong and left, but left Wei Yuanyuan behind.He still had to visit other people, so it was inappropriate to take Wei Yuanyuan with him, so Zhu Wanwan could simply let Zhu Wanwan take care of him.

During the first lunar month, many shops on the street were closed, and many shopkeepers who opened the shops returned to their hometowns for the New Year.

But there are still many people who stayed in Shanghai.

Young Marshal Cheng, who is addicted to movies, is one of them.

Then, Marshal Cheng and Marshal Huo, who originally disliked each other, suddenly had a common language - the brat at home stayed in Shanghai and didn't go home!

Especially Marshal Huo was even more resentful: "The ugly daughter-in-law also wants to see her in-laws. I haven't seen that Mu Qiong yet..." Although he was very dissatisfied with Mu Qiong at first, he couldn't control his son, so he could only Squeezing his nose and admitting it, he comforted himself that this Mu Qiong was better than those voluptuous actors.

Hearing what Huo Dashuai said, Mrs. Huo's face turned pale, lest Huo Dashuai would be unhappy.

Huo Yong didn't take it seriously at all and just cared about eating.

Huo Ying said: "You can go to Shanghai to see me!"

When Huo Dashuai heard what Huo Ying said, he gave Huo Ying a hard look.

Huo Dashuai used to be fearless when he had nothing, but now that he has power, he is afraid of death... No, he has become cautious.

He won't leave his territory without big things.

Although Huo Dashuai felt a little resentful about Fu Yun'an not going home for the New Year, he still sent a lot of things to Fu Yun'an.

No matter what everyone does these days, the rhythm is very slow, and the time for celebrating the New Year is very long. Many people start busy celebrating the New Year when there is only one month left before the New Year.

Of course, not everyone is like that.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Cai Zhaoyan set off from Beijing and came to Shanghai to look for Mu Qiong.

Pinyin has not yet been fully promoted, but he has already taught many people to learn it, and plans to gradually promote it starting from Beijing and Shanghai.

Now, many people in Beijing already know Pinyin, so he didn't need to keep an eye on it, so he brought two assistants and came to Shanghai.

He came here because he wanted to promote Pinyin in Shanghai, and he also wanted to meet Mu Qiong and invite Mu Qiong to be an honorary professor at Beijing Normal University.

At this time, most of the professors in domestic universities are graduates from foreign universities. Compared with these people, Mu Qiong's academic qualifications are a bit low, but it is no problem to be an honorary professor.

Mu Qiong took out the pinyin, and Cai Zhaoyan felt that he should be rewarded anyway.

Cai Zhaoyan took the train and traveled all the way to Shanghai.

Before he came to Shanghai, he contacted his friend in Shanghai, and his friend had already sent someone to wait for him, so he was soon dragged to his friend's house by the rickshaw driver.

"Zhaoyan, long time no see!" Cai Zhaoyan's friend was very surprised to see Cai Zhaoyan, and then strongly invited Cai Zhaoyan to participate in a literary meeting: "The literary meeting is organized by Mr. Qi, and many people will go!"

Mr. Qi?Cai Zhaoyan became interested.

Mr. Qi is very famous, and he has taught many famous students, even Cai Zhaoyan, who has also been taught by him.

Mr. Qi is now holding a literary conference... Cai Zhaoyan immediately decided to go and see it.

Mu Qiong was the one who decided to take a look.

Old Mr. Qi is Wei Ting's teacher. In the past few years, he has often met him and asked Mr. Qi for advice more than once. Mr. Qi respects him very much.

This time Mr. Qi wanted to hold a paper meeting, he even wrote a post and asked someone to send it to him. No matter what, he wanted to go and see it.

Recently, Mr. Qi likes mandarin jackets very much, and he likes to wear them on weekdays. He held a literary meeting this time, and many people went to buy mandarin jackets to wear. Fu Yunan asked: "Mu Qiong, do you want to buy a mandarin jacket too? "

Mu Qiong said: "I'll forget it, I think it's weird to wear a mandarin jacket." Long robes are the daily wear of people at this time, but the mandarin jacket is a bit of a formal dress, and people don't wear it on normal occasions.

Of course, Mu Qiong didn't wear it, mainly because he wasn't used to it and didn't bother to make another one.

After all, Mu Qiong went in his robes.

When he arrived at the Wenhui site, Mu Qiong saw many people in long gowns and jackets, and also Mr. Qi who was chatting with Wei Ting.

Old Mr. Qi was really wearing a mandarin jacket, even Wei Ting... Mu Qiong went over to say hello.

Mr. Qi answered with a smile, and looked Mu Qiong up and down again.

"What's wrong with me?" Mu Qiong couldn't help asking.

"No, I'm just a little envious! Young people are really angry." Mr. Qi said: "At my age, I feel that no matter how much I wear, I will still be cold."

"So the old man is wearing a mandarin jacket?" Mu Qiong's heart moved.

Mr. Qi nodded: "Yes, there is an extra coat outside, which is much warmer and does not leak air."

Mu Qiong looked at Mr. Qi's rather thick mandarin jacket that was not loose, and felt that the clothes should be quite warm...

When Mu Qiong was talking to Mr. Qi, someone in the distance said sourly: "This Lou Yuyu really likes to sensationalize. Today, everyone wears mandarin jackets, but he doesn't."

"I don't know what he said to make old Mr. Qi so happy...you really know how to coax people!"

"If he can't coax people, Huo Ershao can treat him so well? Can he help him so much?"

"Even in remote places, his books are starting to be sold... People are different!"