Chapter 316

Wei Ping'an was suspicious. Could it be that his nephew had secured business for them in Founder from Hong Kong, and the big client was in Shanghai?

At the dinner table, Wei Ming didn't continue. Uncle Ping'an could only temporarily suppress his doubts, watching Xizi and Lele playing happily.

Wei Ming bought Lele an electronic keyboard, a relatively high-end one that could simply simulate a piano.

Wei Ming actually wanted to buy his cousin a piano, but the living room didn't allow it.

And Xizi was playing with various toy guns that could emit light and sound. These were products of the Langning Toy Factory.

It's a pity that Transformers only existed in drawings. I believe Xizi would definitely like them more. No little boy can refuse the temptation of transforming mechs.

During the meal, Aunt Lu Xiaoyan hesitated and talked about work matters.

"Zheng Zheng Yuanjie's *Cube Mansion* has already been serialized for two issues. Although its influence is not as good as your *Black Cat Detective*, there are quite a few letters from children. I heard that there are already cubes for sale in the department store, and the Children's Palace has also started cube interest classes. These are all caused by little readers being curious about cubes after reading the novel."

Wei Ming laughed: "It seems this novel also has the credit of popularizing cubes."

Lu Lu Xiaoyan said helplessly: "Little Zheng said that no matter how many pieces the cube has, he will write that many issues, one issue per month. If serialized, it will take at least two years."

"Isn't this very good? Zheng Zheng Yuanjie's novel is of high quality and he writes fast. Serialized for two years, more than twenty issues, no need to worry about not having manuscripts." However, Wei Ming saw that Aunt Lu Xiaoyan didn't show much joy.

Lu Lu Xiaoyan said: "Generally, our *Children's Literature* fairy tale section only has three or four works per issue. Now your two long-form serializations occupy two seats, and the editorial department has a lot of opinions."

Although *Black Cat Detective* has made great contributions to the circulation of *Children's Literature*, this is not a private magazine, it is public. The most important function of this publication, besides providing children with excellent and suitable literary works, also assumes the function of discovering more children's literature writers.

The current situation is that with Wei Ming and Zheng Zheng Yuanjie doing this, there are at most one or two fairy tales by other writers per issue, which is not conducive to the discovery of talent.

"So now the editor-in-chief is holding a meeting, saying that we must cut off the wrist to save the life, and set a new rule. If a novel hasn't finished serialization in three issues, it will be published directly according to quality after it's written. So I want to tell you, *Black Cat Detective* cannot continue serialization," Lu Lu Xiaoyan said embarrassedly, even not knowing how to face Wei Ming. She had just received his gift.

Wei Ming was very calm. The manuscript fee for one issue of *Black Cat Detective* was only a few dozen yuan. He didn't lack this little money now, he just felt sorry for the little readers.

Originally, there was a Black Cat Detective story to watch every month. After the new rule came out, they would have to save up enough volume for a book to watch it once. It's like watching a web novel serialization, and suddenly daily updates become monthly updates. Little readers will also curse.

And with Zheng Zheng Yuanjie's character of being obsessed with money, without the serialization manuscript fee, he definitely won't submit manuscripts to *Children's Literature* in the future.

Wei Ming thought for a while and said: "Aunt Lu Xiaoyan, do you think it's possible to establish another children's literature publication under the China Children's Publishing House, specifically for publishing such long-form serialized stories, so as to give the layout of *Children's Literature* to more new authors."

"Ah? Establish another publication." Lu Lu Xiaoyan pondered.

"Right, and then you personally serve as the editor-in-chief. I've already thought of the name, just call it *King of Fairy Tales*."

Hearing this, Lu Lu Xiaoyan was excited for a moment. She was recently promoted. There had been voices above saying they wanted to promote her to deputy editor-in-chief, but being a second-in-command for others is not as cool as being a first-in-command.

She began to seriously consider this possibility: "If we start a magazine again, and it's long-form children's literature, organizing manuscripts is a big problem."

Children's literature is mostly short stories, besides the problem of writing difficulty, it is also for the convenience of children's reading.

Wei Ming laughed: "If it really succeeds, I will write you another long-form fairy tale series."

The tiger daughter of a general, Lu Lu Xiaoyan, slapped the table: "This is what you said, I will go talk to the president tomorrow!"

"If there is a problem with funds, I can provide some paid help," Wei Ming said with deep meaning.

The country has strict control over publishing. Magazine publishing can only be affiliated with public publishing houses, including Zheng Zheng Yuanjie's *King of Fairy Tales* a few years later.

If Aunt Lu Xiaoyan's new publication encounters resistance in funds, Wei Ming doesn't mind holding it directly.

A meal, a few words, ignited Aunt Lu Xiaoyan's blood. After eating, she insisted on sending her nephew downstairs.

Wei Ping'an said: "You watch Xizi and Lele, I'll send him."

Downstairs, he said impatiently: "Can you say it now? What exactly is the big gift?"

Wei Ming pulled him a few more steps, walked to an open area, and confirmed that there was no one within ten meters, only then did he say: "Uncle, actually my father and I have been hiding a huge secret from you."

Wei Ping'an is a smart person. He guessed: "You guys didn't get in touch with the uncle in Taiwan, did you? This is a matter of principle!"

"That's not it."

Wei Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Ming: "It's even more serious than that."

Wei Ping'an: "..."

"Can I not listen?" Wei Ping'an said after hesitation. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to help but destroy his relatives for the sake of justice, it's better not to know.

Wei Ming laughed: "I'm afraid not, this also involves you."

"Then hurry up and say it." Uncle Ping'an looked around vigilantly.

He had already made the worst plans, but when he heard Wei Ming say "My grandfather Wei Wei Senhao is still alive," he was still shocked and shuddered.

"What!"

"Shh~"

Wei Ming explained the plot development after his grandfather was seriously injured in the Korean War in a concise and comprehensive way.

"And he got married again over there and gave birth to a daughter named Wei Wei Lingling. She lives in the Beijing Hotel. She is now an American citizen, studied at Stanford University in the US, and is very close to the great-aunt. The great-aunt has an old Western-style manor in Shanghai that is worth a lot. Policy-wise, it can be reclaimed. The little aunt came back just to do this."

Wei Ping'an had already calmed down. He asked: "Does your dad know all this?"

"He doesn't know about the little aunt and the Western-style house yet. He went back to his hometown, I didn't see him, but he might be back now."

Wei Ping'an said decisively: "Let's go now, discuss this with him."

As he said that, he got on Wei Ming's motorcycle. Wei Ping'an continued to ask for details on the car: "Then what do you mean by letting me go to Shanghai."

Wei Ming: "The great-aunt said, if this house can be reclaimed, the little aunt, my dad, and you, the three brothers, will split it equally."

"What!"

This was the second time Wei Ping'an was shocked to the point of losing his composure today.

His first reaction was the same as Wei Ming's. This is unreasonable.

Although he and Wei Wei Jiefang are as good as real brothers, they actually aren't that close. Their fathers were cousins, and Little Ming and Xizi's children are already beyond the five degrees of kinship.

Wei Ming laughed: "One-third of this house is worth at least ten or twenty thousand. Uncle, aren't you happy?"

Wei Ping'an said vigilantly: "I'm just worried there's some trap in this. With my current position, if it's really as you said, I have to report this upwards."

"Ah, then wouldn't my grandfather be exposed?"

Wei Ping'an thought for a while and said: "Then I won't take this house for now, otherwise I suddenly received an inheritance from overseas relatives, this matter is not clear, just like your grandfather, his experience is simply not clear."

Compared to one-third of a Shanghai mansion, Uncle Ping'an cares more about his current job not being affected.

Wei Ming sighed: "Let's talk about it after meeting the little aunt."

Beijing Er Yingchang.

Zhu Lin spent the morning tossing and turning with Wei Ming, went to the small courtyard to film *Small Courtyard* in the afternoon, and after finishing work, ran to the Beijing Er Yingchang to find Gong Xue.

Seeing that there seemed to be a lot more things in Gong Xue's room, she asked with a smile: "Met?"

Gong Xue nodded: "Looking at you like this, you've met too, right."

Zhu Lin touched her face that was white with a hint of red: "Is it that obvious."

Gong Xue looked in the mirror. With a man's nourishment and without a man's nourishment, as someone who has been through it, she can tell at a glance now.

Zhu Lin sat on the bed next to Gong Xue, immediately making a creaking sound.

"You guys definitely didn't meet here, right? Went to the courtyard house?" Zhu Lin asked curiously.

Gong Xue refused to answer directly: "Who said we didn't meet here? The things he brought are all here."

"That means there's a second scene. There's no way to do things here."

Gong Xue hurriedly blocked Zhu Lin's mouth. You are too bold to speak without restraint. What if someone is eavesdropping at the door.

Zhu Lin was still proud: "Anyway, I didn't get out of bed for half a day."

Gong Xue pointed at her face, shy shy shy, I was tossed all night, did I say it? Am I proud!

"Then does he support you in taking *Du Du Shiniang*?" Gong Xue asked Zhu Lin.

The director of Changchun Er Yingchang had already come to Beijing to meet Zhu Lin and had even changed into ancient costumes to take photos. Unexpectedly, Zhu Lin, who wore ancient costumes for the first time, was very suitable for the ancient look, but her demeanor and temperament were still too modern and needed to be corrected in class. This class can be taken at the Central Academy of Drama.

"Oh my!" Zhu Lin slapped her thigh, "I was so focused on that, I forgot to say this."

She forgot it completely, thanks to Gong Xue's reminder.

"I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to the Overseas Chinese Apartment to see if I can run into him."

Zhu Lin hid outside the Overseas Chinese Apartment and really ran into him, but Wei Ming also had Wei Ping'an in his car, so Zhu Lin shrank back. With others present, it's better to go back and call.

Wei Ming and Uncle Ping'an also came at a coincidence. Lao Lao Lao Wei had just come from Li Li Guangfu's side. The children who came to Beijing for study tours this year still lived there. There were still a few stubborn ones in his courtyard house who hadn't moved away. He would give them more intensity this summer vacation.

Wei Wei Jiefang, who had enjoyed the addiction of being a principal, was wearing a liberation cap at this time, with a fountain pen pinned to his chest, looking quite like it.

"Hey, you two came just in time. Let me tell you about the situation of Gouzitun Primary School this year. In the top ten of the whole commune for junior high school entrance, our village took five, five! I made the decision for these five, and brought them all to Beijing to broaden their horizons."

Wei Ming said: "Very good. Let's talk later. I want to donate money to help students in the commune junior high school and the county first middle school."

These can all be considered his alma maters.

"Ah?" Wei Ping'an and Wei Wei Jiefang were both stunned. Is it so sudden?

Wei Ming: "I've earned too much money recently, I have to scatter some wealth."

After he talked to Reporter Zhu, it is estimated that *China Youth Daily* will soon report on his other alias and his international achievements as a musician. Although he downplayed the one million, other tabloids might be able to find out something.

"Brother Wei Jiefang, come out, let the men of our Wei family have a meeting." After Wei Ming finished speaking, Wei Ping'an spoke. Wei Wei Jiefang's eyes rolled, it is estimated that it is related to the old man. He put down his chopsticks: "Go, let's talk downstairs."

"Brother, what are you talking about? I'm not a member of the Wei family," Wei Hong followed.

Wei Ming: "But you are not a man of the Wei family. I'll tell you about publishing books abroad later, you also have good news."

After perfunctory words, the three of Wei Ming went downstairs, still finding an open place. Wei Wei Jiefang gave an order, and the wild cats around ran far away.

Wei Ming took out a photo: "This is a photo of me and grandfather."

Wei Wei Jiefang snatched it away with a "whoosh," and Wei Ping'an also immediately leaned over.

Lao Lao Lao Wei's tears flowed down "swish": "Didn't they say the living conditions there are good? Why did he age so fast? He's not even sixty yet!"

Wei Ping'an also had red eyes, sighing: "But his eyes are still so spirited, they haven't changed after so many years."

Wei Ming said: "Grandfather was seriously injured back then, almost walked around the gate of hell. If it weren't for great-grandfather bringing him back to Taiwan to find the best surgeon, I'm afraid he would be gone. But he still blamed himself, feeling ashamed of the Party and the country, so he refused to accept great-grandfather's relief when he arrived in Hong Kong, doing the most bottom-level work. These years have actually been very hard."

Lao Lao Lao Wei wiped his tears: "You continue."

Wei Ming: "But when he was in Taiwan, he was forced to marry a wife and gave birth to a younger sister for you, only a few years older than me, named Wei Wei Lingling."

Lao Lao Lao Wei, who was moved, was suddenly possessed by Wei Ping'an: "What!"

Wei Ping'an: "Shh~"

Wei Ming: "She lives in the Beijing Hotel. Why don't we meet tomorrow?"

"No, how come there's a little sister? This, this is a mess." Lao Lao Lao Wei's mood was complicated. When he was a child, he and Ping'an always longed for a younger sister, but to have a younger sister pop up at this age, this is too ridiculous.

Wei Ming then talked about the old Western-style house in Shanghai. When Lao Lao Lao Wei learned that Wei Ping'an was also one of the heirs, he was not so surprised, thinking to himself, could it be that the old man was compensating Ping'an? After all, he treated the aunt like that back then.

"Then okay, let's meet tomorrow," Wei Wei Jiefang said, "Are we meeting at that Beijing Hotel?"

Wei Ming shook his head: "That place has strict management, and there are many people and eyes, it's not very suitable. Let's do it at the courtyard house. I'll call her later to confirm."

Wei Wei Jiefang nodded: "Then okay, I'll leave the tour guide job to your sister, and let your mother prepare some good wine and dishes to entertain her."

Immediately, Lao Lao Lao Wei took Wei Ming's car keys and personally sent Uncle Ping'an home. They brothers must also have some topics about the old man they want to chat about.

Upstairs, Wei Ming made an appointment with the little aunt at the first moment.

"I'll come pick you up then."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Ming told Little Hong: "Your book is about to be published, and it will be promoted as a key book of the company at the Frankfurt Book Fair in Germany in October. The publishing company has confirmed that they will send me an invitation. I'll see if I can take you out then."

"Take me out? Go abroad?" Wei Hong couldn't believe it.

Wei Ming nodded: "Of course."

Wei Hong immediately leaned against the wall and looked at the world map on the wall: "Germany, here, where is Frankfurt?"

Wei Ming pointed it out to her. Xu Xu Shufen and her grandmother also leaned over after hearing: "So far?"

Wei Hong laughed: "My brother has already been to the UK, which is further than Germany!"

Ding-a-ling, the phone rang again, Wei Hong took the initiative to answer.

"Brother, it's for you, it's Sister Zhu Lin," Wei Hong shouted and then said to the phone, "Sister Zhu Lin, I really like the Shui Fei Lian you played!"

After the confession, the phone was handed to her brother.

Hearing that it was about suggestions for taking a play, Wei Ming said openly: "I think you can try it, it can be considered broadening your acting path."

Wei Ming highly recommended her to take it. As one of the three giants, the strength of Changchun Er Yingchang goes without saying, and *Middle Age* and *Du Du Shiniang* can be considered the two strongest films of Changchun Er Yingchang in 1982. One can win an award, and the other is popular with audiences.

As for the prostitute issue that Zhu Lin was worried about, one point that this film is widely criticized for is that it is too clean, filming the flower queen of the pleasure house into a talented woman like Li Li Qingzhao. Although this is a flaw, it also reduced the difficulty of Zhu Lin's performance.

Zhu Lin being able to star in these two films of Changchun Er Yingchang can be said to be crucial to her acting career. It's just that it wronged Teacher Pan Hong.

Pan Hong: It's never-ending, right!

With Wei Ming's approval, Zhu Lin took a reassurance pill, and then asked him in a low voice if he would come tomorrow.

Grandmother, mother, and sister were all staring at him. Wei Ming laughed: "Then let's stop here, I have things to be busy with tomorrow, I have to sleep early."

Zhu Lin: Understood, no time tomorrow.

The next day, before dawn, eighteen-year-old Long Long Xiaoyang put on his backpack and went out on a long journey alone.

When he set off from the village, the sky was clear and sunny, but it was overcast when he arrived in Chengdu.

However, it is often rainy in Sichuan at this season. He didn't realize what was different about this rain. At this moment, he only had excitement in his heart. He was going to the capital again, although it was just to pick up his grandmother and return to his hometown, it also showed his cousin's regard for him.

When Long Long Xiaoyang set off, it was also the first day of the 1981 college entrance examination.

The number of college entrance examination candidates this year was significantly lower than last year, only 2.59 million, but the number of admissions remained unchanged because the number of universities and majors basically remained unchanged. And a significant feature this year was that the English score changed from 30 points last year to 50 points, which is a trend of increasing year by year.

Wei Ming saw it when he was eating and reading the newspaper in the morning. The enrollment rate this year could reach about 10%, but more than two million young people were still blocked outside the university gate.

Rural candidates were okay, at least they had fields and could have something to do. Urban youth could only hope that their fathers would give up their positions to them, but usually, a father's position had several children waiting for it.

Wei Ming sighed: It's not easy for anyone.

He didn't rush to the Beijing Hotel, but first sent Wei Hong to Li Li Guangfu's house and met the excellent primary school students this year.

Li Li Guangfu held Wei Ming's hand: "Teacher Wei, you have been too busy recently, how long has it been since we met."

Wei Ming laughed: "I was just thinking of going to the People's Art to see you guys."

"You have to come. The new students are rehearsing *The Story of Two Donkeys* now. They also want to get to know you, the great writer."

Wei Ming guessed that these new students should be the batch of Sister Song Dandan and Little Fatty Liang. They were all his old acquaintances, so he had to get to know them.

"Okay, I will definitely visit after I'm busy with this."

"By the way, didn't you ask me to help you watch the courtyard house, I..."

Li Li Guangfu just lowered his voice and wanted to say some whispers, but Wei Ming saw Qi Qi Kexiu walking out from inside.

"Uncle Qi?"

Qi Qi Kexiu said with a drooping face: "Oh, Little Ming, I am the team leader this time."

Qi Qi Kexiu can be considered a Beijing person, but his parents' and brothers' homes couldn't accommodate his bed at all, so he didn't go back and lived directly with the students.

Wei Ming nodded: "I was worried that Little Hong wouldn't be a competent tour guide. With you here, I'm relieved."

Later, he had a conversation with the students. Compared with last year, the students this year had a major reshuffle, and more than half were newcomers. It seems that the study in the village primary school has also become competitive. It is not easy to maintain the top three.

Beijing Hotel.

While having breakfast, Wei Wei Lingling ran into Jin Yong's family and they greeted each other.

The newspaper industry also has the function of advertising. Wei Wei Lingling will do toys in Hong Kong in the future, how can she not get to know this newspaper tycoon.

If he were just a novelist famous in the Chinese world, Jin Yong would never have been invited by the chief designer. His united front value is mainly because of *Ming Pao*.

Because it wasn't time to meet yet, Jin Yong went to the Xinhua Bookstore after eating. He wanted to buy books by Wei Ming and Wei Shenme.

Wei Wei Lingling let Li Zhi go shopping by herself. She didn't need anyone to accompany her next.

So Li Zhi walked and walked until she reached Oriental Dongfang Xintiandi. She often heard of this brand in Shanghai, so she had to take a good look today.

Half an hour after Li Zhi left, Wei Ming found Wei Wei Lingling in the hotel lobby.

"Let's go."

Wei Wei Lingling asked: "Do we need to use the hotel's car?"

"No need, take my car."

Then Wei Wei Lingling saw a motorcycle. She seemed a bit excited, took the helmet, and said to her nephew: "I'll drive, you point the way."

"Do you know how?"

"Stop chattering, when I rode a motorcycle, you were probably still wearing split-crotch pants," Wei Wei Lingling said confidently.

Courtyard house, lunch was ready. Wei Wei Jiefang found an excuse to let his wife leave. The fewer people who know about this, the better. After all, it concerns the future of Ping'an and his son.

The food was stewed on the stove, and the two paced back and forth anxiously, making the police dog dizzy, while Ginkgo followed the two walking around in the yard, with plenty of energy.

It just hoped that it could be given a bone when it was time to eat later.

When hearing the motorcycle sound, Lao Lao Lao Wei excitedly went to open the door, and then saw that kid Mei Mei Wenhua.

"Uncle, is Brother Ming here? He came back but I didn't see him."

Lao Lao Lao Wei: "You're going to the store, right? I'll have him go to the store to find you later."

At the corner of the alley, Wei Wei Lingling said: "That person is gone, can we go over?"

"Go over."

Lao Lao Lao Wei was about to close the door when he heard the motorcycle sound again, thinking Mei Mei Wenhua had returned. Turning around, he saw a dashing female rider with Wei Ming stopped at the door.

"Dad, we're back." After Wei Ming finished speaking, Wei Wei Lingling also took off her helmet, and met Wei Wei Jiefang and Wei Ping'an face to face.

A wonderful feeling grew among the three. They seemed to see some of their own characteristics on each other's faces.

Wei Ming interrupted the three's gaze: "Don't be stunned, come in and chat~"

(End of chapter)