"Huayin Laohua is the family drama of the Zhang family, which used to be only circulated among the villages, and now it can come to Beijing to perform, which we didn't expect at that time. Liu Xingwu said slowly.

Sitting on the bench, the reporter sat opposite with the microphone and the camera set aside.

After interviewing Liu Xingwu, understanding the origin of the old style, interviewing the old artists, and exploring the performance of the old style, only Zhang He turned down the interview.

He didn't like being on TV, and he didn't think he helped people much.

In the final analysis, he is not a person from the old protection center, Liu Xingwu and they are.

The reporter's interview with Huayin Laohua is a good opportunity to publicize Huayin's Laojiao, and it will not affect him if he can't get on it.

Doing logistical work and arranging the order of interviews with reporters became his job during this time.

"Uncle He, do you know that the theater is full every day these days, and Yu Shengye said that he should change it to a daily performance. Zhang Chuan called and shouted.

People are in Beijing, but the news has already spread.

Many people know the old Huayin dialect and make a special trip to Huayin from all over the country to listen to the old dialect.

Zhang Delin and they are in Beijing, and they don't have time to perform, so there is only one theater left for Zhang He to perform in Huayin.

"It's full every day?" Zhang He was surprised and delighted.

"Yes, the tickets were sold out as soon as they went on sale!" Zhang Chuan said happily.

"Okay, you can change it, you tell Wang Miao and Yu Shengye, they will perform every day for the past few days, let them arrange it." Zhang He said happily.

Since there are so many people to watch the show, let's strike while the iron is hot, seize the opportunity, and be able to promote a little bit.

"Okay!" Zhang Chuan agreed.

Hung up the phone, and another call came in, it was an old friend Li Wen.

"Zhang Chang, you are so powerful, I have seen you on TV. Li Wen smiled.

"I'm hiding in a corner, and you're still able to find it?"

"I've known you for so many years, and I still don't recognize you?"

Li Wen paused and said, "Zhang Chang, congratulations, when will you come back and invite you to dinner." ”

"Don't worry, I'll invite you when I come back. Zhang He said with a smile.

The old man is so hot now, it's not a big deal to have a meal.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to come back. ”

Hung up the phone, and another call came in.

Knowing that he was doing something old now, all called to congratulate him.

finally received a phone call, it was Tang Qiong.

"I've called you more than a dozen times, and every time I'm on the phone. Tang Qiong's tone was a little complaining.

"There were so many people on the phone that I couldn't even get enough to drink. Zhang He's tone was soft.

"I saw you on TV, hide to the side, if it weren't for the tip of my eyes, I wouldn't have been able to find you. ”

"I'm not keeping a low profile. ”

"It's better to keep a low profile, my parents have also seen the news, but they don't know you're doing this yet. ”

Zhang He did something old-fashioned, and Tang Qiong didn't tell her family.

The elders in the family are more old-fashioned, if they know that Zhang He is "not doing his job", I am afraid they will not be happy.

"When will you come back?" asked Tang Qiong.

"I guess there are still a few more days. ”

"Come back and come directly to Xi'an, my grandparents want to see you. ”

"Huh?" Zhang He was dumbfounded.

"No, when is it? Tang Qiong smiled, she had already thought of Zhang He's embarrassed appearance on the other side of the phone.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang He thought about it in his heart.

I haven't met Tang Qiong's grandparents yet, it's time to meet, and now that Huayin's old things have been dealt with, the rest just need to go with the flow.

The old cavity protection center is the most tiring.

When all the interviews in Beijing were over, they said goodbye to all the members of the drama crew, and everyone left Beijing by train.

Huayin Laohua has reached a cooperation with Chen Yixia, and Huayin Laohua will participate in future drama performances, and may have to tour the country in the future.

Zhang He separated from everyone and came directly to Xi'an.

On the sofa in the living room, Zhang He sat on it, and Tang Qiong was lying in his arms.

"My dear, this time I saw your grandfather and grandmother, I want to finalize the marriage. Zhang He said slowly.

Tang Qiong's face fluctuated when she heard this.

After so many years of love, there is finally going to be a result.

Zhang He did not stabilize before, and neither of them dared to propose marriage.

Now that Huayin's old voice is on the right track, and things in the theater have stabilized, it's time to get married.

"If you think about it, maybe you won't be able to pass my grandparents' level. Tang Qiong smiled.

"Before I do, I'll snatch their granddaughter away. Zhang He stretched out his hand and stroked Tang Qiong's cheek.

made an appointment to visit the next day, early in the morning, Zhang He got up to clean up, shave, and arrange his hair, Tang Qiong took out an eyebrow trimming knife to trim Zhang He's eyebrows, and then picked out a few clothes from the wardrobe for him to wear, and dressed up neatly.

I went to the street and bought some fruit and health care gift boxes, which are not too little, and I must not be able to hold them in my hands.

Tang Qiong's grandparents did not live with her parents, and the two of them had their own place to live, in an old community.

The two walked in with their things.

Tang Qiong's grandparents all work in state-owned enterprises, have long since retired, and the elderly have no hobbies.

knocked on the door, and it didn't take long for the door to open, and Tang Qiong had already called home.

The door was opened by a woman in lounge clothes, who looked quite young, not at all like a person in her sixties.

"Hello grandma, I'm Tang Qiong's friend, my name is Zhang He. Zhang He said respectfully.

"Come in. Grandma waved her hand.

Tang Qiong's grandmother's name is Lin Meishu, who used to be in the art troupe in the unit, with an artistic atmosphere on her body, and her voice is also very distinctive.

Zhang He walked in with his things.

Lin Meishu's eyes swept over the two people, Tang Qiong's hands were empty, only carrying one of her bags, and the rest of the things were carried by Zhang He.

It's not bad, knowing that she doesn't want her granddaughter to carry things, Lin Meishu thought about it in her heart.

Zhang He went in and took a look.

This house is not big, only sixty or seventy square meters, there are two bedrooms in it, but the living room is relatively small, this kind of old-fashioned community is mostly like this, and there are not many people in the house on weekdays, Lin Meishu will not care about this, the houses are all divided into units, everyone is the same.

"Zhang He, you put things on the ground. Tang Qiong reminded.

Zhang He then remembered and put the gift in his hand on the floor of the living room.

On the sofa in the living room, an elderly man is sitting on it, and the radio next to him is playing a tune, and the old man is listening to it with relish.

This old man is Tang Qiong's grandfather, named Tang Chaohui, who used to work in the oil system.

Tang Qiong's family has lived in Xi'an since her grandfather's generation, and by her generation she has become a native of Xi'an, and her family conditions cannot be said to be rich and expensive, but it will not be too bad to live in the city.

"It's hard to give up the big country Chang'an City ......" came from the radio.

Zhang He was happy when he heard it, and Tang Chaohui actually listened to the old dialect on the radio.

Now it's easy to do.

"Hello grandpa, I'm a friend of Tang Qiong, my name is Zhang He. Zhang He walked over to say hello.

Tang Chaohui raised his head and swept his eyes, and said slowly: "Sit down." ”

The tone was calm and did not show any attitude, Zhang He had his own way and sat on the sofa next to him.

I had already said before I came that Tang Chaohui and his wife knew Zhang He's identity and was Tang Qiong's boyfriend, not an ordinary friend.

Tang Qiong consciously went into the kitchen to help Lin Meishu cook, and only Zhang He and Tang Chaohui were left in the living room.

"Grandpa, are you listening to the old Huayin dialect?" Zhang He took the initiative to ask.

Tang Chaohui's eyebrows moved, and he said suspiciously: "You know?"

"Grandpa, the piece you are listening to is an old-fashioned traditional repertoire, a passage from "Xue Rengui's Expedition to the East". Zhang He smiled.

Tang Chaohui's face changed suddenly.

If you haven't really heard the old one, you won't know the origin of this piece.

He has nothing to do at home on weekdays, but he has been listening to it since he became popular, and he can only listen to it on the radio every day.

He liked this art very much, but no one confided in him.

Now I meet a young man who actually understands this, and I have a feeling of meeting a confidant.

On the radio, the music continued.

"The middle finger is bitten as ink, and the dragon robe is torn as paper. ”

What a coincidence, this paragraph was sung by Wang Xingqiang.

Zhang He also knew that it was recorded by the radio and television station for commercial use, and the Laoyan Protection Center also made some money through it.

"You also listen to the old talk?" Tang Chaohui wondered.

"Grandpa Tang, I am from Huayin, and the old Huayin dialect is our local area. Zhang He said slowly.

Tang Chaohui's originally indifferent expression softened.

He leaned back on the sofa and said slowly: "Huayin people, no wonder you know the old dialect, and you know it quite clearly." ”

At this time, Lin Meishu, who was busy in the kitchen, also came out and said sharply: "What are you asking, Xiao Zhang is a guest at home for the first time, why do you keep asking irrelevant questions." ”

Tang Chaohui shrank his head, and Zhang He hurriedly said: "Grandma Lin, my grandfather and I are communicating about Huayin's old dialect, but grandpa doesn't understand it, and he is asking me." ”

Give the future grandfather a step down.

"You know a lot about old words?" Lin Meishu also said curiously.

"No, no, just a little understanding. Zhang He said modestly.

Lin Meishu and his wife really like to listen to and watch dramas, and there are some CDs and tapes in the cabinets at their homes.

"It occurred to me that I had brought something specifically for you this time. Zhang He patted his head and said.

Zhang He hurriedly ran to the ground on the side, where was the gift he was carrying.

After rummaging through a few plastic bags, Zhang He took out a small well-packaged cardboard box from it.

He carefully took out the cardboard box and walked in front of Lin Meishu.

"Grandma, look, this is the image recorded by Huayin Lao Yan when he performed at the Central Conservatory of Music. ”

Zhang He handed it over.

Lin Meishu's eyes suddenly lit up, and on the sofa, Tang Chaohui put reading glasses on his face and hurriedly ran over.