House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 15: Street Corner’s Coffee Shop
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The geographical location of Tingshan District is very good. Just like its name, the lush Tingshan Mountain falls into it. At the same time, there are winding Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canals flowing through, backed by mountains and water, even if it is a blessed land in feng shui.
In addition to the lack of pollution from industry, the beautiful Tingshan District has become another urban area in Jiangcheng where tourism is the main industry in addition to Dongcheng District!
Of course, Dongcheng District is not as good as Tingshan District because the entertainment industry in Dongcheng District is more developed. Under the bright greenery, the scenery of Dongcheng District always gives people a feeling of impetuosity.
Tingshan District is much better. Ten years ago, Jiangcheng built the first university city in the South in Tingshan District, centered on Jiangcheng Media University, a well-known domestic media school.
The strong humanistic atmosphere blends in with the beautiful natural scenery, which is just right for Yang Yi, who is a bubbly and gentle man.
After renting a car, Yang Yi spent two days strolling around Tingshan District, and finally found a store that was about to be transferred near the back door of Jiangcheng Media University.
This shop is actually a bit remote and a bit desolate.
Because the real prosperity of Jiangcheng Media University is still the area outside the main gate and east gate.
Because the main entrance is next to Jiangcheng Normal University, the popularity of the two schools is naturally easy to understand. Near the East Gate is the dormitory area of Jiang Chuan, so the outside catering industry is more developed.
The back door is a bit far from the dormitory area. Except for some students from the art and media colleges who come to the class, not many students are interested in visiting.
Beyond the back door is the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.
However, it was not the Xijiang River with blue waves, nor the trickle creek stream. In the face of the calm Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, the lack of Yangliu shore, the dam of the green grassland, the students' interest is always lacking-except for some male and female students who like to find a quiet place to date.
However, Yang Yi loves its quietness and remoteness.
Why are you so busy? Yang Yi doesn't like to open a coffee shop that he is too busy.
The best situation is for ten guests a day, three or two frequent guests, to drink coffee elegantly and quietly, or to talk about literature and music in a sloppy manner.
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"Are you the owner of this shop?" Yang Yi asked, surprised, when she saw the renter on the second floor of the shop.
In front of him is a silver-haired but spirited old man. He wears a very traditional Chinese-style robe and puts his hands in his hands, always giving a sense of elegance and wisdom.
This made Yang Yi suddenly awe-inspiring. When he spoke, his tone was respected a lot.
"Why do you ask this, little friend?" The old man smiled gently and asked, "Do you think I shouldn't be contaminated with this copper smell?"
Yang Yi's old face couldn't be held anymore. The other party's judgment was accurate. He did think so.
"Haha, this is actually a house given to me by the school. For so many years, my wife used to open a small bookstore." The old man talked about his wife, his expression was a little sad, and he gently touched the round and smooth The wooden stair railing seems to be remembering something.
Yang Yi, who has received special training before, is a middle-level expert on this skill. After a while, he coaxed the old man to tell the story in his heart.
This is a story about love.
The old man was called Hu Songnan. He used to be a professor of Jiangcheng Media University Classical Music Faculty. His wife used to be an editor of a publishing house in Beijing. Later, in order to come to Jiangcheng and meet with her husband, he resigned and opened a small bookstore.
The two of them are harmonious, and have been together for decades. The days are calm and happy.
Until eight years ago, when the grandmother died of illness, only Grandfather Hu Songnan was left alone in this small building.
It ’s not that their children are not filial. Hu Songnan ’s children have gone to Hong Kong City for development. They always want to pick up the old people, but Grandfather is reluctant to go here, because this small building has bricks and tiles, and every corner is filled with his right. Wife's memories.
Now Grandfather has also retired, and with the entreaties of his grandchildren, he also has plans to support the past.
"However, I still can't let it go." Hu Songnan's eyes regained his wisdom and patted the stairs handrail gently. "I want to find someone who can take good care of it."
Grandfather does not want anyone to destroy this place and destroy this small building. If there is time in the future, Grandfather also hopes to come back and have a look at least one thought.
However, this makes Yang Yi feel a headache.
Obviously, it is not so easy to meet the requirements of Grandfather. Grandfather did not list a standard at all.
No way, it's all because of his mouth!
To be honest, Yang Yi really hopes to meet someone in the city, at least, the problems that can be solved with money are not problems!
However, Yang Yi still wants to fight for it, because this bluestone building is really literary and artistic, both in terms of appearance and surrounding environment, he likes it very much.
Yang Yi was silent for a while, and told her thoughts truthfully: "I rent your house, the second floor is used to live by myself, and then I want to open a coffee shop on the first floor. Your bookshelves can stay ... "
In Yang Yi's description, the bookshelves left by Grandfather will be rearranged by Yang Yi to build a coffee shop with a scent of books.
Grandfather looked at Yang Yi with interest and smiled slightly: "Open a coffee shop here? This is not a good idea, you may lose money!"
Yang Yi said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you lose money or not, it's just my dream all along, and it's better to be quieter. In my spare time, I can write and listen to music."
He did n’t feel anything, Grandfather showed a weird expression.
The style is wrong!
Yang Yi is an eight-foot man with muscles, strong muscles, and influenced by the imprint of his predecessor's soul, walking and sitting still inadvertently carrying the shadow of a soldier!
And such a guy said that he likes to listen to music and likes dancing and dancing? No one feels awkward!
But Grandfather did not raise any doubts, because Yang Yi's plain expression made him feel a little different.
"Can I ask, what name should your coffee shop take?" Grandfather asked curiously.
Yang Yi ’s previous description actually made Hu Songnan feel a little moved. It has been the closest door to his idea in the past few months.
Yang Yi had his own ideas, he said cleanly: "Street Corner's Coffee Shop!"
Grandfather thought he had heard it wrong, so Yang Yi repeated it again, confirming that "Street Corner's Coffee Shop" is indeed the name that Yang Yi remembered, and he frowned for a long time.
"Sorry, I can't think of an allusion to the name. Is it convenient for you to tell me?" Grandfather asked with humility.
I can't think of it!
"It's a song written by myself." Yang Yi said shamelessly, copying the songs of the previous life, without legal awareness, he had no psychological burden.
"Oh, is it?" Grandfather said enthusiastically. "What song did you write? What's the name?"
Grandfather teaches music. Although he is a retired professor of classical music, he is not interested in popular music. When it comes to music, his interest comes up.
Yang Yi did n’t answer directly. He looked at the wall next to it, and a quaint guitar hung on it. He asked, "Can I borrow your guitar, please? I sing it for you."
(What is this song? Do you know children's shoes?)