Return To 1977 Chapter 466: Wai Cai
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"Night at the Military Port" and "Little White Poplar" are truly excellent works in the "Red Songs", both beautiful to listen to and easy to learn.
Yang Weifan quickly learned a rough idea of it, and then sang like this with guitar accompaniment. Not to mention that Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were very satisfied, even he himself felt it.
I then used the VCR to play the recording, and the effect was amazing. It's not like an amateur at all, and he is definitely qualified to participate in the military parade.
This not only greatly increased Yang Weifan's confidence, but also gave him a lot of confidence in Hong Yanwu's idea. Hong Yanwu naturally added a lot of literary glory to him.
Although he can't be called a master of lyrics and music yet, he has reached the point where he can be worshiped. However, Yang Weifan was convinced that Hong Yanwu had a crooked talent and his brain was by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.
Think about it, in this era when almost all revolutionary songs are impassioned, a person can express the boring military life in such a romantic and lyrical way through songs. To say that this is not talent is simply an understatement.
As for whether this song was composed by someone else, plagiarized by Hong Yanwu?
Yang Weifan had no such considerations at all.
This is mainly because people had a lot of free time back then, and many people composed their own songs to relieve their boredom. Moreover, most of these "creators" have no knowledge of music, and the spread of songs relies on singing.
This is also the main reason why many educated youth songs and "gangster songs" were so popular among the people.
There are some songs that are quite beautiful and beautiful. Works such as "Song of Nanjing's Educated Youth", "Roman Table" and "Knitting Sweater" all belong to this stream.
Since Yang Weifan came into contact with Hong Yanwu, he has also heard many of his "created" tunes.
For example, "Katyusha" was changed into "Stewed Radish".
"Buy four radishes, cut them into pieces, put them in the pot, and slurp them. If you don’t have peppercorns, just add a few drops of vinegar. If they are not sour, just drink them together... ”
There is also "The Mother-in-Law" which was adapted from "The Business of Love".
"Refuse to be photographed by me and force me to leave. You said that you have been occupied by others and tears fell down. Don't refuse my love, I will definitely photograph you. No matter how many wounds I have, I will give you back more. The circle is not about whoever wants to take it, you can take it with you, you need to use the prongs and belts to get your share. It’s not about whoever wants to take a picture, you can take a picture if you want to. Love..."
In Yang Weifan's opinion, these songs are all interesting and good-sounding, and they even have the potential to be widely circulated.
So, in fact, Hong Yanwu has already "showed" his extraordinary "musical talent." Yang Weifan naturally had no doubts about him.
What's more, Yang Weifan completely believed that his brother would not lie to him or cheat him. If it weren't for Hong Yanwu's own songs, he would never have signed it.
The interesting thing is that after winning these two songs from Hong Yanwu, Yang Weifan himself felt a little unhappy. Suddenly he felt ashamed of Hong Yanwu.
This is because Hong Yanwu once called him to inform him of the situation of Wanyan's old house "Half Acre Garden" and asked him to find a way to inquire with the people in the "General Logistics" and help him find a solution.
He has now found out the news. The unit occupying the house is a military supplies factory under the "General Logistics Department".
The factory is not big. The key is that if you want this factory to be vacated, you must at least coordinate with the bureau-level cadres of the Factory Management Bureau of the Ministry of Munitions.
His own relationship is at the level of deputy director at most, which is a bit inadequate.
Of course, if you want to consider all aspects, Yang Weifan is not really without options. Zhou Manna's father is the director of the college management department. It can definitely be solved through this relationship.
But if he wanted to do this, he would have to owe the Zhou family a huge favor, so naturally he didn't want to open his mouth.
So, on the one hand, the brothers really helped him. On the other hand, he had to live up to his friends' trust. How could he not feel ashamed?
What I didn’t expect was that when he had the courage to talk about the situation. Hong Yanwu understood his difficulties very well.
Not only did I not blame him, I thanked him for the specific information I got. Instead, he was told not to be anxious and to think of a solution slowly.
This made him feel even more like a good friend to others, but he himself was not that interesting.
At a young age, they are most used to expressing their feelings through alcohol. Since there is nothing to repay, let's drink.
So all that was left was to drink and eat meat, play the piano and chat.
Hong Yanwu also didn't forget to tell Yang Weifan that he was going to marry a wife next year, and asked the boy to prepare a wife for him in advance.
This news was really shocking to Yang Weifan again. He could only clasp his fists and shout in admiration. He said that maybe when he gets married, Hong Yanwu's children will be jealous, and expressed his strong support for Hong Yanwu's efforts to achieve the life goal of five generations living under the same roof.
Anyway, the three little brothers were making fun and laughing together, making four bottles of Maotai, and kept working on it until about eight o'clock in the evening.
Yang Weifan had two more wire beds and two quilts brought over, and Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan rested in his dormitory.
The next morning, all three of them woke up before five o'clock. If nothing else, I feel sick to my stomach.
Think about it, you drank so much liquor yesterday and all you ate was cold cooked food, without even a mouthful of food. What does that feel like?
To be honest, drinking from a big bowl and eating a big piece of meat all fit the name of Wang Shuo's novel - it looks beautiful. What they look forward to most right now is to drink hot porridge.
As a result, this morning, the soldiers in the dormitory canteen had their eyes opened.
As soon as the door opened at 5:30, Yang Weifan, Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan took the lead and rushed in. They ate whatever was prepared and rubbed it all together.
With pickles, eggs, twelve steamed buns and stick noodle porridge, the three of them drank three bowls each. That's like being hungry for three days without eating.
Originally, the young soldiers thought that waste was not allowed in the army canteen, fearing that they would take so many steamed buns and end up with leftover food.
Unexpectedly, nothing was wasted. Just two words, it can be made!
After eating and drinking, the three of them felt energetic. Since you are at the foot of Fragrant Mountain, it is not a waste of time. Hong Yanwu, Chen Liquan and Yang Weifan burped and went up the mountain together.
After they came down from the mountain at noon, they went to the villagers' homes near the "Xiangshan Tuancheng Ruins" to shoot.
The people here are all descendants of the banner people, and their food tastes are similar to those of people in the capital.
However, Hong Yanwu and the others did not eat farm food cooked by others. Hong Yanwu had a crooked idea and spent five yuan to buy two chickens from fellow villagers, as well as some corn and potatoes. And two bottles of "Tushao'er".
They took matters into their own hands, eviscerating the chicken, plucking the feathers and spreading salt on it. Have a bonfire and barbecue directly in someone's yard. He also put the corn and potatoes directly into the charcoal fire in the stove.
Whether it tastes good or not is another matter, but it has a unique flavor anyway. It's a bit like hunting wild food in Bincheng.
The fellow villagers looked fresh, and what I didn’t expect was that they would gain more insights by listening to their nonsense.
Several boys sat down to drink and chat, with Hong Yanwu taking the lead in turning on the boring mode.
He deliberately looked sanctimonious.
"We are tired of drinking. Let me ask you a few questions to test your knowledge. What are our four great classics? What are our four great inventions? What are the four great reds? What are the four great hard things? The four great whites. What are the four great evils? What are the four great misfortunes?
After one or two known answers were denied, Chen Liquan waved his head and expressed his ignorance.
Yang Weifanyi said sternly, "Stop ruining our culture, tell me what are the answers to the last few of the 'Four Hard Things'?"
Sure enough, there is no answer that is not rogue. As soon as Hong Yanwu said this, even the fellow villagers next to him became excited.
After finishing the meal amid laughter and laughter, it was time for Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan to say goodbye. In the farmyard, they announced that they would not go back to the sanatorium with Yang Weifan and would take the bus directly home.
How could Yang Weifan let them go like this? Instead of asking them to go back with him, he would contact the car squad to send the director's jeep to take them there.
Hong Yanwu was afraid that because he was a young official, he would have such privileges and have people make irresponsible remarks, which would have a bad influence. He kept declining.
But Yang Weifan said, "Pull me down. If you keep talking nonsense, I can only ask my soldiers to set up barriers to stop your car. Last time the cousin of the platoon leader under me came to see him, then That's what I did. I almost scared the truck driver to death. If you don't mind it, let's do it again..."
Hong Yanwu quickly agreed. "Okay, then let's take the privilege. Even if I am doing good deeds."
Yang Weifan also nodded seriously. "That's right, you are a good comrade who obeys the organization's arrangements..."
After returning to the capital, another day later, "Tang Xin'er" called Hong Yanwu on time and informed him that he would come to help with the move on Sunday.
I didn’t say anything else on the phone, and the tone was quite happy. It seems that they have really found a place.
This surprised Hong Yanwu. He was a little curious, but didn't have the nerve to ask. He wanted to know where he would live, and he would know that day anyway. Let’s see when the time comes.
In this way, on the afternoon of May 13, Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan rode a three-wheeler to the courtyard of "Meizhu Xiejie" on time and began to help "Tang Xin'er" move things.
"Tang Xin'er" was not short of money. He gave many of his old items to his neighbors in the courtyard, and he also threw away a lot of them himself.
There really aren’t many things that were put away in the end. They were all small items packed in cardboard boxes, and the big guys took away the TV and refrigerator. The two cars happened to be parked. Under her guidance, Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan pedaled to Chang'an Street.
Where are they going?
Hey, it’s the “Qifenglou Hutong” on Dongdan North Street. The small, single-family courtyard that "Sister Agou" left for "Tangxin'er".
At this time, it is the flowering period of "Peace Flower" again. The two "Peace Flower" plants in the corner of the courtyard are in full bloom again, white and fragrant.
It’s just that compared with the past, there are no vines in the courtyard. Only a few plants still grow in the corners of the east wing, and the bright and enchanting large morning trumpets with gold edges are still hanging.
Hong Yanwu, who was moving things into the courtyard, was completely convinced. How could he have imagined that "Tang Xin'er"'s master "Sister Agou" would actually leave such a "legacy" to her.
And because of the recent renovation of the old house, Hong Yanwu learned a lot about the old house. He could easily tell that this should be a forcibly separated courtyard from the nearby "Guangliang Gate" courtyard.
Based on the shape of the "Guangliang Gate" and the remaining decorations on the door, such as the sparrow pad and three clouds, we know that this mansion was not only a residence for high-ranking officials, but also a third-grade or above.
Can a house like this be any worse?
What’s even more surprising is that the inside of the house is actually better than imagined. The western furnishings in the main room of the north room are all exquisite, rich but not tacky. It feels like the Shanghai Ocean Room in old movies.
If a movie is made, the scenes used to show the corruption and depravity of the exploiting class in the old society are suitable, and are ten thousand times better than artificial scenery.
Chen Liquan was particularly interested in the old gramophone in the corner. I couldn't help but pick up those vinyl records and read them one by one.
Hearing "Tang Xin'er" say that music can be played by just putting a record in the gramophone, he was very curious about what was going on. I say I often see it in movies, but I have never seen it before.
"Tang Xin'er" saw him like this, so she put one for him.
As the needle slid across the black film, Zhou Xuan's golden voice sang a moving melody from decades ago.
"The clouds disperse, the bright moon shines on us, the reunion is the most beautiful today. The clear and shallow pond, the mandarin ducks playing in the water, the green cover of red clothes, and the lotus flowers blooming. They are in love with each other, and the garden wind is blowing towards the beautiful flowers. ..."
The song "Full Moon and Beautiful Flowers" is like someone picking out people's ears with goose feathers. It touches people's feelings and shows the prosperous and dream-like charm of the old days.
Chen Liquan slowly sat down on the rocking chair beside him and soon became enchanted.
Hong Yanwu lit a cigarette and poured out a faint smoke. Then he deliberately winked at "Tang Xin'er" standing against the wall.
Of course "Tang Xin'er" understood what it meant, her cheeks turned red instantly, she shook her head gently, and only gave Hong Yanwu an affectionate smile.
Under the sunlight that shines through the glass, her face and the edges of her skin are reflected in bright white fluorescence, which outlines her entire body more beautifully.