1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 226

This year's Chinese New Year falls on February 2th, and I didn't catch up with the salary payment. The last day of work before the holiday was a little less festive.

Lin Weimin has now been promoted as deputy editor-in-chief, one step away from senior cadres, and his salary has jumped three levels, soaring to 200 yuan a month, plus various subsidies and bonuses from the unit and the Cultural Association, a small 300 yuan a month .

At this time in the early 80s, it is a proper high-paying class.

It's a pity, Mr. Lin is now past the time of living on salary, and this salary can only be said to be icing on the cake.

Originally, on the last day before the festival, he was supposed to sit in the office with Ge You paralyzed, drinking tea and chatting with his colleagues, and then waited to send something, and ran away.

The problem is that he has become the deputy editor now, and Lao Meng and Lao Tan have left all these chores to him. After a busy morning, Lin Weimin didn't even drink his saliva.

After finally finishing the work, all the bastards in the office have already run away, including Lao Meng and Lao Tan.

Lin Weimin wiped off his sweat, took a sip of the cold tea, got up and took the benefits from the unit and left the back building.

The bicycle shed was already empty, so Lin Weimin fixed everything, got on the motorcycle, walked to the gate, and met Yan Wenjing who was pushing the bicycle.

"Leader, did you just get off work?"

Yan Wenjing saw Lin Weimin, "Well, you just got off work."

"Yeah, I just finished my work."

Yan Wenjing nodded slightly, "That's right, the deputy editor didn't mention it in vain."

Lin Weimin:? ? ?

He wanted to ask, Lao Yan, what do you mean?
But think about it or forget it, after all, he is a level 8 leader|leader, so he can't be provoked.

Saying goodbye to Yan Wenjing, riding a motorcycle on the streets of Yanjing, if only in terms of various festival decorations, Yanjing in this era is far inferior to later generations.

But when you walk on the street and observe carefully, you will find that people at this time walk slowly, move lightly, and the expressions on their faces are full of joy and anticipation.

Lin Weimin rode his motorcycle back to the Shichahai Courtyard in a relaxed mood. As soon as he entered Baimixie Street, he heard the sound of crackling firecrackers. It was the children in the alley setting off small whips.

Pushing open the gate of the small courtyard, pushing the motorcycle into the courtyard, I heard voices coming from the kitchen.

"Brother-in-law, just order less food for lunch, just the two of us."

"understood."

The gray-haired Han Dingbang was cutting vegetables with his head down, and he responded.

During the Chinese New Year last year, Han Zhuangzhuang told him that he would come to Yanjing to celebrate the New Year this year. Han Dingbang took three days off in advance this year and came to Yanjing from Shanghai yesterday morning. A specialty of Han Zhuangzhuang.

Han Dingbang fiddled with the kitchen for half an hour before calling Lin Weimin to eat.

Han Zhuangzhuang is going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala tonight, and he is still making intensive preparations in the broadcasting compound, and he will not come back until after the performance at night.

This meal was supposed to be a reunion dinner, but because of Han Zhuangzhuang, the reunion dinner was moved to after he came back at night.

After lunch, Lin Weimin picked up his things again, "Brother-in-law, I'm going to deliver something."

"Okay, let's go."

Han Dingbang, who is in his 40s, is taciturn. In Lin Weimin's childhood impression, he was a very cheerful and talkative person.

Came to Muxidi to deliver things to Mr. Wan and his wife, and Lin Weimin ran to the Broadcasting Compound on Nanlishi Road.

There are less than 7 hours before the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, and the backstage of the studio is full of busy people and noisy.

Lin Weimin first greeted directors Huang Yihe and Deng Zaijun, and then went to watch the two sketches he was in charge of.

Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Shimao are okay, after all, they are both actors who have acted in several movies, so they are quite calm.

The elder nephew, Liang Guanhua, and Song Dandan were all on their toes, and they couldn't say anything when they were nervous. When they saw Lin Weimin, their expressions were all stiff.

"How can you look like this! Going to the stage is not for you to go to the execution ground. You can just treat the audience and the cameras in the audience as logs. You play your part, calm down."

Lin Weimin said a few words of comfort, and the tense spirits of the few people finally relaxed a little.

Looking for a small place in the backstage, a few people gave Lin Weimin a sketch. After watching it, Lin Weimin patted Liang Guanhua on the shoulder.

"The rehearsal has achieved this effect. What else is there to worry about? Don't be burdened, just perform well."

After comforting the few people, Lin Weimin ran around the background for a long time, and finally saw Tao Huimin who was mixed among a bunch of small flowers.

"ssssssssssssssssssssssss out~"

Lin Weimin stood not far away and motioned to Tao Huimin secretly for a while, before she realized it, and hurried out with an excuse.

The two came behind the curtain on the second floor of the backstage. The place was relatively quiet, and Lin Weimin took out a box of butterfly cakes.

"I brought it specially for you. My brother-in-law brought the butterfly cake from Shanghai. Eat it quickly."

Tao Huimin was sweet in her heart, so she opened the butter paper wrapped in the butterfly pastry. Counting the time on the train, the butterfly pastry had been out of the oven for three days, and the taste was much worse.

Tao Huimin said while eating, "Is this the butterfly cake from the shop on Jinling Road?"

"It should be. My brother-in-law said he waited in line for a long time to buy it."

Tasting the taste of Butterfly Cake, Tao Huimin narrowed her eyes unconsciously, "My dad bought it for me twice when he was on a business trip in Shanghai. This taste will never be forgotten in his life."

"I will often buy it for you after you like it."

"It's only available in Shanghai, where can I often buy it?"

Tao Huimin said, and handed a piece of butterfly cake to her mouth, "You eat a piece too."

Lin Weimin stretched out his big mouth and swallowed the Butterfly Crisp, not forgetting to hold her pale fingers.

The warm and moist feeling made Tao Huimin feel numb for a moment, her cheeks were flushed, she quickly pulled out her fingers, and gave Lin Weimin a supercilious look.

Lin Weimin, who took advantage of it, laughed twice, and urged: "Eat quickly, don't be found out."

Tao Huimin let go of the embarrassment in her heart, ate a few more pieces, and said, "I really can't eat any more."

Lin Weimin looked at the remaining butterfly cakes and said, "Then take these butterfly cakes home and eat them with Jiang Yao."

"it is good."

"How did you arrange the evening?"

Tao Huimin said: "How else can we arrange it? It's our turn after eleven o'clock. After the performance, we will go back to the hotel, and tomorrow the group will return to Zhijiang."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"No way, everyone is in a hurry to go home for the New Year!" Tao Huimin's expression was a little depressed, she hadn't spent enough time with her lover.

"It's okay, I'll see you off tomorrow morning. I'll see you when I have time later."

The expression on Tao Huimin's face was a bit lonely, "That's the only way."

The two held hands and talked for a while, Tao Huimin pushed Lin Weimin, "I have to go back, if I don't go back, the leader should get angry if he can't find me."

Lin Weimin smiled lightly and let her push him forward, but when he walked around the corner, he saw a charming face.

"Ah!" Tao Huimin let out a short exclamation, "Sister Concubine Sai!"

Concubine He Sai's face turned pale, she bit her lip and forced a smile, "Huimin, is this your boyfriend?"

Tao Huimin's expression was full of tension, and he nodded hesitantly, "Yes!"

"Mr. Lin is your boyfriend?" He Saifei confirmed again in disbelief.

Lin Weimin has been in and out of the Spring Festival Gala program group these days, how could Concubine He Sai not know him.

Tao Huimin looked up at Lin Weimin, with a smile on his face, and reached out to Concubine He Sai.

"It hasn't been long since the two of us confirmed our relationship, so we don't want everyone to know."

After shaking hands lightly, Concubine He Sai's hand was soft and boneless, with slender fingers.

She has beautiful apple muscles, soft and round facial lines, and her appearance gives people a sense of grace and magnificence.

Lin Weimin looked away from her face and looked at Tao Huimin, "Huimin, Comrade Concubine Sai must have come to look for you, you should go back first."

Tao Huimin glanced at Lin Weimin with a bit of apprehension in his eyes, and left with Concubine He Saifei.

The distance from the second floor to the first floor is very short, but Tao Huimin felt that it was extremely long, "Sister Saifei!"

When he was about to reach the place where the troupe gathered, Tao Huimin couldn't help but call out He Saifei.

Concubine He Sai turned her head to look at her, "What's wrong?"

Tao Huimin was speechless, and Concubine He Sai smiled, "It's okay, I misunderstood myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

Seeing Concubine He Sai's smile, Tao Huimin breathed a sigh of relief.

He Saifei said with a relaxed expression, "Ms. Lin is so kind to you!"

Tao Huimin looked ashamed, not knowing how to respond to Concubine He Sai's kindness, she took out the butterfly cake that she hadn't finished eating just now.

"Sister Concubine Sai, you can try the butterfly cakes brought from Shanghai."

Concubine He Sai looked at the bewildered Tao Huimin, and felt resentment in her heart, but she couldn't bring it up.

Tasting the delicious Butterfly Cake, her heart was bleeding.

You guys love concubines, men are talented and women are beautiful, only I get hurt!
"Sister Concubine Sai, can you promise me one thing?" Tao Huimin asked cautiously after currying favor with Concubine He Sai.

"You want me to keep it a secret for you?"

Tao Huimin nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Concubine He Sai was puzzled, "You can't keep it a secret forever, right? Isn't it shameful to find a boyfriend like Mr. Lin?"

"I'm just afraid!"

"What are you afraid of?" He Saifei and Tao Huimin have completely different personalities, so she doesn't quite understand.

"Afraid of the regiment, and... afraid of everyone..." Tao Huimin hesitated.

Concubine He Sai understood her worry now.

She couldn't help re-examining this little sister who was several years younger than herself. She used to think that Tao Huimin's reluctance to talk might be due to her young age, but today she finally understood that Tao Huimin's taciturnity was often due to his delicate thoughts. Just like when I misunderstood Mr. Lin's love poem, I kept silent and saved my face.

Concubine He Sai didn't know how the troupe would deal with Tao Huimin if they found out about this.

But Concubine He Sai knew that if Tao Huimin's relationship with Teacher Lin spread in the group, those rumors would be enough to cause Tao Huimin great trouble.

Thinking of this, she felt pity in her heart, "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you!"

Hearing Concubine He Sai's assurance, Tao Huimin was finally relieved, with a clear smile on her face, "Thank you Concubine Sai!"

He Saifei responded to Tao Huimin's thank you, but Lin Weimin's handsome face flashed in her mind.

　Second more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)