Return To 1977 Chapter 479: Good night
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As for Hong Yanwu, he is very self-aware.
He knew that if he wanted to act in a serious program, it would usually not have any significant effect. So his performance follows the folk art route. In the form of a "talk show", he told everyone three jokes about zongzi.
It should be said that the effect is really good, but each joke is more inappropriate than the other, causing everyone to laugh and scold them.
The first one is that Hong Yanwu was definitely seeking personal revenge and used his eldest brother to play cymbals first.
Standing up from the table, he spoke to everyone seriously.
"My dear parents, family, brothers and sisters, do you all know what to eat during the Dragon Boat Festival? Yes, rice dumplings. Why do we eat rice dumplings? As my dad just said, it is to commemorate the poet Qu Yuan. But why do we eat rice dumplings? Zongzi commemorates Qu Yuan? According to folklore, it is because they are afraid that the fish and shrimps in the Miluo River will eat Qu Yuan's body. This is actually quite debatable. Hong Jun doesn't agree with it, but my eldest brother thinks it has not happened since ancient times. It is an absolutely undiscussable truth. So, in my opinion, rice dumplings are used by the common people to feed bastards. Now, let me ask you, how did you feel when you ate rice dumplings today? Prizes!"
As soon as the last sentence was uttered, the quick-thinking Hong Yanwen sprayed "Osmanthus Chen" on the ground.
Amidst the uncontrollable laughter, other young people who had woken up also accused Hong Yanwu of being evil and a manipulator who changed his ways.
The parents, Hong Lucheng and Wang Yunlin, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, extremely worried about their son's temperament that was unwilling to suffer any loss.
Only Hong Jun, the little boy, and Hong Yi, who was lying in his mother's arms, didn't understand.
Fortunately, the eldest brother and sister-in-law were not angry, but they were all afraid of Hong Yanwu's eloquence and raised their hands in surrender.
Xu Manli said, "You bad guy! You really can't afford to offend me! Let's admit defeat!"
Hong Yanzheng said, "You better keep your word, because I'm afraid of you!"
Hong Yanwu quickly smiled and clasped his fists at his eldest brother and sister-in-law to apologize, saying that it was just a joke and there was no malice. Then, the second joke blurted out.
"Dragon boat race will be held during the Dragon Boat Festival. Do you all know this custom? On this day, all kinds of cakes in the restaurant will also participate. Unexpectedly, Shaomai was competing for the first place, and he was squeezed into the water by mistake. Following the rice dumplings without even thinking, He took off his clothes and jumped in to save them, but his decision was too hasty and he sank straight down. Seeing that both of them were about to die, Tangyuan, who was not very good at water, was also there and gave them a helping hand. As soon as they landed, Tangyuan couldn't help scolding Zongzi, 'Are you stupid? You're going to die when you see someone wearing a skirt!'"
This time, everyone was amused again because of the vivid anthropomorphic expressions and alternative imagination.
It’s just that in this day and age, this can be considered a pornographic joke. So this caused the women to blush, the men not to laugh much, and everyone was holding back.
He even received a stern rebuke from Wang Yunlin.
"Lao San, this joke is not good and won't make it to the stage. Fortunately, it's just a joke at home. No one is laughing at you. If you dare to make nonsense outside, I won't agree! Next, you should quickly say something good. If you do it again If you are as annoying as the first two, I will punish you by sweeping the entire yard tomorrow! And you won’t be allowed to help me!”
This proposal is very popular. Everyone booed. Hong Yanzheng even flattered her, praising his mother for her sage, and finally said something fair and stopped protecting her shortcomings.
At this moment, "Tang Xin'er" actually made a face at Hong Yanwu. That means I also want to see his jokes.
The whole wall fell down and everyone pushed it down, and thousands of people hammered it down.
Fortunately, Mr. Hong is not an extraordinary person. The belly of the thief in my hometown is a grocery store. There are countless humorous jokes. He has all the sense of propriety, so this is not a problem for him.
Hong Yanwu thought for a moment, then spoke again after the third one.
"We are also talking about the pastry industry in the restaurant. On the evening of the Dragon Boat Festival, there was a fight between rice and steamed buns. Rice relied on the strength of the crowd, and a bowl of rice was scattered with thousands of rice grains. See you Anyone who came to help make steamed buns, including vegetable buns, meat buns, bean paste buns, steamed dumplings, boiled dumplings, and sugar triangles, was beaten. Fortunately, Zongzi had a quick wit and threw off his clothes in a hurry. Tear it up and shout to the rice guys, 'Brothers, please see clearly, I am an undercover agent!'"
"Hahaha!"
The joke this time is really whimsical and easy to understand. Not only did everyone laugh collectively, but even Hong Jun understood. Naturally, it won unanimous praise from everyone.
Hong Lucheng also gave high praise. This joke is similar to "饽饽组". Hong Yanwu should be allowed to pass.
In this way, Hong Yanwu cupped his hands at the four seats and finally sat down relaxedly.
It's just that Hong Lucheng didn't expect that his words to spare Hong Yanwu would cause trouble for himself.
Because no one has heard of "饽饽 formation", they are all curious. Not only did several children come to ask what the "Paper Formation" was, but Hong Jun also asked his grandfather to explain it.
The old man will tell everyone. Speaking of "饽饽组" refers to the Taiping lyrics sung by cross talkers. The content is to organize hundreds of names of pastries together to form a story about two armies confronting each other and setting up battle formations.
Like "Shaomai went out to fight and lost his life, Wowotou returned to the camp to mobilize reinforcements", or "Caozi cake rode a Saqi horse, and the yellow-barred pastry was held in his hand." All of this kind.
Hey, from just one or two sentences, you can hear that the language is extremely interesting.
But of course everyone became more interested in this, and they all begged Hong Lucheng to write a complete paragraph. Especially the little guy Hong Jun, shaking his grandfather's arm like a candy.
There was no choice but to resist the warm hospitality, so Hong Lucheng had no choice but to reluctantly sing a short piece for everyone.
Don’t mention it, the old man’s voice is really good if he can vote for me. And even though it had been many years since he had heard of it, since the ancestors of the Hong family started their business by opening a "cake shop", Ci'er still remembered it very clearly and could vividly express the order and dynamics of dozens of kinds of cakes.
As a result, once the old man finished singing, it received rave reviews. Publicly recommended, far surpassing Hong Yanzheng's "movie mashup" and Hong Yanwu's few jokes.
As a result, the old man's program is temporarily recognized as number one in the field of folk art.
But this is not over yet. At this time, everyone's interest can be said to be the most enthusiastic, and everyone is still a little bit unfinished, still looking forward to someone can perform another wonderful show.
After Hong Jun temporarily came to the rescue with two children's songs as a midfield segment. Hong Yanwu made another suggestion, saying that since my father was already on the show today, my mother would naturally have to do one too.
At the same time, this boy is afraid that his mother will refuse. There’s also a big reveal. He claimed that he found a flute among the old things at home and just handed it over to his parents today. Dad said that it was my mother's favorite thing back then. Apparently mom knows a few songs.
Well, in this case, Wang Yunlin has no excuse for not being able to do it. The old lady smiled and scolded Hong Yanwu for a few words, and then she readily accepted the applause of everyone and said that she might as well play "Good Night" for everyone.
In this way, after Hong Yanwu trotted to the house to get a purple bamboo nine-knot flute, Wang Yunlin took a handkerchief dipped in "lotus white" and carefully wiped the mouthpiece, and a long flute sound was soaked in the clear In the night.
The melody was so delicate and beautiful that it instantly silenced everyone's noise and made the entire courtyard as quiet as water.
As for the song "Good Night", its original name is "New Year's Eve Little Sing", which was composed by composer Liu Tianhua on New Year's Eve in 1928.
At that time, several of Liu Tianhua's students and his relatives and friends went to his home to celebrate the New Year. The warm atmosphere indoors blended with the lively and cheerful festive atmosphere outdoors, which put Liu Tianhua in a particularly good mood.
So the melody of this piece of music should be smooth and gentle, with few ups and downs. It is entirely to express the author's contented, relaxed and happy mood. So in terms of mood and atmosphere, it is very relevant to today's Hong family dinner.
In fact, this is exactly the case, even though the lights in the garden illuminate the shadows of the trees outside the attic. The whitewashed wall on the east side is still there, and the wisteria on the west side is still there. Listening to such music, it is inevitable that people will feel as if they are in another world.
But the aroma of the fine wine and braised yellow croaker on the log table, paired with the song "Good Night", undoubtedly added a layer of warm home flavor to everyone's hearts, making people feel at ease between imagination and reality. I felt a wonderful sense of comfort and warmth.
So for a while, Hong Jun could only focus on eating, and Hong Yi lay in his mother's arms and fell asleep. Almost everyone else fell into a kind of savory contemplation, a kind of lazy silence.
Everyone will just sit in silence, staring at Wang Yunlin sitting under the lantern, looking at the huge attic behind her and the tree shadows, pink walls and wisteria outside the building, and they will feel that this moment is so beautiful. .
No matter who it is, all the listeners will no longer feel a little bit hot under the sound of the flute and the moonlight, and the boiling and active thinking seems to have turned into a fixed symbol, fading and retreating in the mind. .
Of course, everyone is definitely not thinking exactly the same thing and will have their own subtle experiences.
For example, Hong Lucheng is reviewing and remembering history.
He couldn't help but think of when he was young. At that time, his wife was playing here and he was sitting here listening. It's still the same now.
How many years have passed! Not only have the children grown up, they also have children of their own!
Most of the children of the Hong family were sighing and admiring. Just because they unexpectedly saw a side of their mother that they had never shown before.
Mom blows really well. Why does mom know everything? Playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everyone is a lady. But it has been hidden in obscurity for so many years. I really don’t know how many secrets my mother has?
This is called real people not showing their faces. Compared with our generation, it is too shallow.
Tang Xin'er's thoughts are actually similar. But the feeling of envy is more prominent.
She felt that her future mother-in-law must have been a beauty when she was young. Even now, she could feel an indescribable attraction from Wang Yunlin.
In her opinion, this should be roughly called "charm". It is truly a kind of beauty that cannot be matched by any external modification. It is a kind of calmness that never panics and never feels guilty when encountering anything.
It would be great if she could be like this when she is old.
The only thing that is a little different from everyone else is Hong Yanwu. This kid's ideological realm is very depraved.
He happily lit a cigarette for himself, blew out the smoke and took two more sips of soda, thinking with a sense of accomplishment.
Those people outside the courtyard are thinking about "emancipating the mind, seeking truth from facts, uniting and moving forward" and "adhering to the four basic principles" in their minds all day long. What's the point of that?
Bullshit! It's our family's "evil old society" look that makes it interesting!
Don’t tell me, the local landlord Lao Cai is a good person! In the house, you have your own world, no one will tell you what to do.
Well, when I become more developed, I will also bring a few pandas home to raise. Every day at dusk, the whole family will lead a panda for a walk in the garden. nice! Rejoice!
No, no, no, this is a bit too much! The allusion of Sima Zhao laughing at Liu Chan has taught us that we must never forget that playing a harp will lead to defeat!
Yes! Happy people, keep a low profile. Save those unfortunate people from suffering.