"We just need to finish the meat. We are too full and can't eat the vegetarian dishes anymore." Zheng Kai said with a smile while sipping the white fungus soup.

"Don't let your father hear what you say, or he will beat you to death." Li Wen said angrily.

After Li Wen urged, everyone still didn't finish the dishes, but they did clear out all the meat and even drank the white fungus soup.

Li Wen cooked a large amount of food and served it in large bowls. Everyone suddenly ate greasy food and their stomachs couldn't handle it and they felt full immediately.

After everyone was full, Li Wen put away the remaining dishes and prepared to eat them when Li Wu and others came back in the evening.

When putting away the leftovers into the basin, Li Wen couldn't help but think of his childhood as a child in his previous life.

At that time, when the family invited guests to have dinner, the adults and the guests ate. The children and their mother ate the leftovers on the plate in the kitchen.

After waiting for the guests, my mother would put all the leftover meat and vegetables into a basin, and the family would eat together in the evening.

"Li Wen, go and have a rest. Let's wash the dishes." Li Wen, who was cleaning up the leftovers in the kitchen, looked towards the kitchen door when he heard this.

I saw all six girls crowding into the kitchen, picking up the dishes and starting to clean up.

"That's just right. I like cooking by nature, but I don't like washing dishes." Li Wen was happy when he heard this and hurriedly made room.

"Wenzi, come out! Sit down and drink tea quickly. Brother will make you a cup." Zheng Kai saw Li Wen walking out of the kitchen like a dog-legger and hurriedly took a stool.

"If you have nothing to show your courtesy, you are either a traitor or a thief. What else do you want to say?" Li Wen sat down and said, then took a sip of tea.

Li Wen sprayed directly. "Damn it, Zheng Kai, are you going to burn me to death so you can inherit my family property?" Li Wen quickly put down the tea cup and said.

"I told you, I'll give you the tea I just made. Why are you drinking so much at one time? You have to blow it and take a sip." Zheng Kai gloated on the side.

"Tell me, what's the matter? I think you've got nothing to hold back!" Li Wen glanced at Zheng Kai and asked.

"Wenzi, get me some meat! We're going to have guests at home tomorrow. I think your duck and rabbit meat are pretty good, so get some." Zheng Kai said with a smile.

"No! Your dad is a leader in the Finance Bureau and can't get these things?" Li Wenpi asked with a smile.

"Wenzi, please don't talk nonsense. Although my father is a leader, he is very honest. Besides, the leader's family doesn't have enough food these days!" Zheng Kai cried.

"You kid pretended to be low-key all day, and came to my house to pick up some things in the evening. You also helped me get some cloth tickets so that you wouldn't suffer a loss by exchanging the things for me." Li Wen took a careful sip of tea and said.

"Awen, I also want a duck. The duck is so fat today, and my mouth is full of oil." Shangguan Yunyang said at the side.

"Yes, yes, we want it too." Several other young people also spoke one after another.

Most of the young people in the Youth Writing Association are children of the county's compounds or work units. Nowadays, the whole country is in a difficult situation. The life of the leaders' families is slightly better than that of ordinary people, and there is a shortage of meat.

Due to the work of the elders in the family, these young people are not short of ticket money, but they are short of money.

However, the elders in the family did not allow them to go to the black market due to their reputation and status. Therefore, the children usually lived a difficult life, but they were not as good as the children of the rich and powerful in the 1980s.

Li Wen then promised to get some pork and rabbit to share with everyone in a few days.

After the girls finished cleaning up the kitchen, everyone hurried to the cultural center. There was a symposium to be held this afternoon, so they had to be there.

"Okay, everyone, please be quiet. Everyone here today is writing. The main purpose of asking you to come here today is to inform you about writing issues." Director Sun sat on the rostrum and said twice.

"Due to some environmental factors, the manuscripts written by many of our authors have serious class ideological problems. Therefore, I hope that when you create literary works in the future, the content can be more standardized to avoid the spread of wrong ideas."

"There are some precautions here, you can take a look." Director Sun said and asked the staff next to him to distribute the leaflets with precautions to everyone.

"It seems that the wind is slowly picking up! You'd better be careful when writing in the future."

"When I turn 16 in the second half of the year, I'll find a job as soon as possible. It's too cold at high places." Li Wen took the list and looked at it carefully, feeling excited in his heart.

"Kaizi, what do you think?" Li Wen put down the single page in his hand and looked at Zheng Kai, who was still reading carefully.

"How do I see it? I sat and read it. This list couldn't be more obvious."

"What kind of society are we, what kind of society are the bald guys? These decadent voices that corrode the people, if you are in love, you must not write about it!" Zheng Kai knocked on the table and said calmly.

"As expected of someone from a military family, he is aware and has a clear and firm stance." Li Wen gave a thumbs up, still understanding that there were many people.

"Everyone knows what to write in the future, right? As writers closely related to people's lives, we must follow the pace of the country and not be stubborn and write recklessly."

"I won't criticize anyone here to avoid embarrassment." After everyone's discussion stopped, Director Sun on the podium spoke.

Next, all the writers present asked questions to Director Sun. For fear that they would go astray when writing in the future, Director Sun patiently explained and answered them.

"Okay, don't talk anymore. After explaining the above requirements, let me talk about the problems of the old and new authors in our county." Director Sun looked at the two distinct authors with a big head.

"Look, which region has authors like our county? The old authors look down on the newcomers, and the young authors are dissatisfied with the old authors. There are only a few works in each area, and they are constantly being pinched."

"Here I would like to criticize the old authors in particular. As seniors, you need to be tolerant and provide guidance to the younger generations, so that the cultural circle in our county can be harmonious."

"And how did you do it? Sarcasm, sarcasm, attack. Is this like the example set by the seniors?"

"Also, how many good works have you produced in recent years? You either submit them to small newspapers in the county or to production newspapers in the city. Are there any works above the provincial level that you can get?"

"Little Comrade Li Wen was published more than a dozen times in provincial newspapers and magazines last year, and seven or eight times in national newspapers and magazines. What about you? You are worse than a child."

"What qualifications do you have to prevent other people's children from joining the Writers' Association? Are you too old? Do you know that if I hadn't stopped him, the Municipal Writers' Association would have taken Comrade Li Wen to the city long ago."
Chapter completed!