The incident happened so suddenly that Chen Ange didn't have any psychological preparation, but when the other party called, his tone was more anxious, and he urgently asked him to go to Anting.

The crew of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has begun to prepare to move, but Chen Ange has explained a lot of things, and even drew the sub-shots.

He explained some filming matters, and hurried south with his bag on his back.

On the way back to the city from Anting Airport, Jiang Tao, who was driving, was silent.

"When?"

"I was lying on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month last year, and everyone didn't have a good time this year, until the tenth day of the first month, but I lay down on the fifteenth, and yesterday I suddenly clamored from the hospital to go home, and as soon as I got home, I began to arrange the aftermath!"

The green trees outside the window kept receding, and the outline of the small town in the distance began to become clear.

"The old man is talking about seeing you!"

Chen Ange hummed and did not speak.

The car stopped at the door of the villa, although it was early spring, the flowers and plants in the small courtyard were still competing with each other, the begonias were red like blood, the soil in the pots was moist, and the potted plants had just been pruned.

Pushing the door in, there was a couple sitting in the living room, about fifty years old, and a young woman pulling Huahua on the side, three generations of this family, should be there.

"Mr. Chen!"

Jiang Huai got up, he is also a capable type, although he has been in the old house in Huaibei, but he has also understood the old man's New Year's friend, but he didn't expect the old man to meet Chen Ange.

Chen Ange saw Jianghuai for the first time, said a few words, and then entered Jiangshan's house.

The room was quiet, and the old man's rapid wheezing could be faintly heard.

Old age and disease-ridden, Chen Ange knew that Jiangshan had heart and lung problems last year, and his throat was hissing when he was wheezing, which was not so serious at that time, and now he is terminally ill.

There was a rocking chair by the window, and the early spring sunlight poured in and fell on the person lying in the rocking chair.

He looked thinner than he had been before, his face was covered with a layer of black air, his breathing was intermittent, the back of his dry hands was withered, and his clothes looked much wider.

"Hey, old man Jiang, you're looking for me!"

After screaming several times in a row, Jiang Shan slowly opened his eyes, his lips trembled, and his cloudy eyes were full of confusion, but when he saw Chen Ange, his face showed a smile like an old friend who had seen him for a long time.

"Tsk, the busy man is really willing to come to see me!"

Jiang Shan moved his body slightly, and looked at Chen Ange with a smile: "I saw the show you were on!"

Ange Chen: ......

"To be honest, I'm surprised!" Jiang Shan crossed his hands together and pursed his mouth: "Before, I just thought that your talent in music was extremely high, but after watching that show, I think you are a rare genius in a century!"

"Well, I've got to keep it for you to compliment!"

Chen Ange poured two cups of tea and pulled a stool, and the two sat facing the window.

"Keep it, of course you have to keep it, how can I ever praise others in my life? Even if it's my master, I won't give him too high a high evaluation!"

Jiang Tao's mouth pursed, and his eyes flashed with pride: "But you are different, otherwise you wouldn't be able to become a year-old friend with me!"

"Tsk, isn't it because of my charisma?"

"Bullshit's personality charm, old man, I'm ninety-one years old this year, I haven't seen anything, others may say anything about valuing you as a person, but I'll just explain it, I just value your attainments in music, don't want to be friends with me if you don't have this talent!"

Chen Ange laughed, very individual, not false at all, as if I just value you to be friends with you if you have money, who will be friends with you if you don't have money.

But it's more true than real gold!

"The old man has lived enough in this life, and calling you here is not a fear of death, but before he dies, he looks at his old friends, and he always feels unsteady if he doesn't talk to you, and some things can only be said to you, my son and grandson have not inherited any of my talents!"

"Don't you persuade me!"

"Why am I persuading you? Don't worry, if you really go, I won't attend your funeral!"

"You still know me!"

"Actually, I'm very happy now, the smell in the hospital is too bad, I prefer to touch the chair I am familiar with, but my son and grandson at home are crying and sad, and I am annoyed to look at it, and my great-granddaughter can't accompany me, it's lonely!"

Chen Ange is helpless, can his son and grandson still laugh at this time?

Jiangshan lived for ninety-one, and it stands to reason that even if he dies, he will be happy and mourned, but for his relatives, it is sad after all.

As for the great-granddaughter, Jiang Shan's body is about to die, the great-granddaughter is so young, she must not stay together, I heard the old man say that the gas breathed out when people are dying is poisonous, and the child is weak and must stay away!

Of course, no one knows whether it's true or not, but no matter what, it's better not to be together with children and people who are dying.

"Any comments for me?"

"Why, now that you're starting to care about your own evaluation?"

"Hey, how can you not care. I've made a lot of small mistakes in my life, but ...... about that one I don't know why I'm dying, but I remember it more and more clearly!"

Chen Ange knew what that incident was, took a sip of water and said with a smile: "What's the point of being angry, the scumbag has already done it, what's the use of being angry!"

"Scumbag, you're still the first person to say that word in front of me!"

"So they're already scumbags, even if they regret having a fart. ”

"Hey, remorse, let you see the tears of your predecessors and take it as a warning!"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be able to learn from you, I've got the certificate with Lotus!"

Jiang Shan was stunned for a moment, a little shocked, but shook his head and smiled with satisfaction: "It's good, it's good! I'll give you something!"

Jiangshan struggled to get up, and Chen Ange hurriedly held the person down.

"There's an erhu in the bedside table, you bring it to me!"

Open the wooden cabinet, and there is a wiped clean piano case in a low position, Chen Ange checked it, the weight is not light, and the texture of the piano box is clear, like rosewood.

Jiang Shan took the piano case, wiped it with his sleeve lovingly, and then opened the piano case, and a fuchsia erhu lay quietly inside.

This ba-erhu is not simple at first glance, the position of the headstock is very dark, obviously caused by too long use, the whole body is red and black, exuding a rosin fragrance.

"This piano was left to me by the teacher, at that time I just learned the rhythm, I chose the erhu when I chose the instrument, the teacher left me this piano when he went, and then sealed it for a period of time, when I wrote "Such as Smell", it was made with it, it is my lucky star, and it is also my most precious thing, I really want to go, and no one at home can use it!"

"I see a lot of what you did in that show, and in the last episode, there was a Dahua national instrument performance, and I was so impressed by that section, especially the suona section and the erhu section!"

"You're talking about Sunrise Emei and Tai Chi Qin Man!"

"Yes!"

In fact, these two pieces are indeed very good, and those people in foreign countries are just strange to listen to, but an expert like Jiang Shan can definitely hear more things.

"That Tai Chi Qin Man, you play a piece for me!"

"I'm not as skilled as you!"

"Listen to the tune!"

"Okay!"

When Chen Ange took the piano and put on the strings, he remembered the scene of learning erhu in his previous life.

In fact, his erhu is completely half-, and he studied with Jiangshan for a period of time last year, and he benefited a lot.

"Tai Chi Qin Hero...... I'll change it for you, see you off!"

Jiang Shan's speech became more and more difficult, Chen Ange knew that he was afraid that he would not last long, so he took a deep breath, and immediately, four short tones came out.

Jiang Shan's originally squinted eyes suddenly opened, staring at Chen Ange in shock and confusion.

"What...... What's the tune?"

"Erquan Reflecting the Moon!"

"Good, good!"

Chen Ange continued, but he didn't even say two good things, and the hand that was originally placed on the chair slowly slipped down, and finally hung in the air.

The song was only half played, Chen Ange couldn't play it anymore, he could only look at Jiangshan for a long time, got up silently, picked up the person from the chair, put it on the bed, and then put the piano into the box, and walked out of the bedroom with the piano.

"How's that!"

"The old man is very happy and peaceful!"

As soon as the words were finished, the daughter-in-law hurriedly ran in, and the sound of crying came out, and the entire Jiang family was completely chaotic.

"Brother Chen, is my grandfather dead, is he unable to play with Huahua!"

Huahua walked over, grabbed the corner of Chen Ange's clothes with her little hand, and turned her face up, her big eyes were full of mist, but she tried to purse her mouth.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry for you to take care of Huahua for a while!"

"No problem!"