He Xiangdong still embarked on a trip with Fang Wenqi after all, and everyone went to the station to see them off on the day they left, but Zhou Qingqing didn't come, until the drive, He Xiangdong didn't wait for her, and in the end he just showed a lonely and relaxed smile. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The 90s was the era of large-scale construction in the country, the old buildings in the cities and towns were pushed, replaced by high-rise buildings, and the monster of the modern city gradually ate away at the old memory and culture, making all cities become a thousand cities and have no characteristics.

Even the suburban county of Tianjin where He Xiangdong first stayed was the same, the two of them set foot on this land again after more than ten years, but they were so dazed that they didn't know where to start, everything was so unfamiliar.

The yellow mud road on the ground is gone, replaced by a black asphalt road, and the low and messy houses have been pushed to replace them with neat and majestic buildings.

The small farm yard where He Xiangdong and Fang Wenqi once lived was also gone, and a big road drove from there, He Xiangdong and the master looked at each other and smiled bitterly, it seems that the memories of the past can only be missed in their hearts.

The suburbs are their first stop, and He Xiangdong's most important thought is to meet the little fat man back then, after all, he hasn't seen him for eleven years, and he doesn't know how he is doing. It's a pity that after inquiring, I learned that Shi Laosan's family moved to Tianjin after the old lady died, and it has been several years, and then I don't know.

He Xiangdong was a little disappointed, he didn't meet a single old man when he came to the suburbs, and he didn't continue to inquire about the whereabouts of Shi Laosan's family.

A trip to the suburbs was very unsuccessful, and in the afternoon of the same day, the two of them did not rest, so they took the car directly to Tianjin City, and the master and apprentice were eager to go to the Liancheng Club to see if those old brothers were okay, and to see if the cross talk was okay?

When the evening came, the two of them didn't even look for a place to stay, so they rushed to the Liancheng Club, but when they got there, they found that it was a big hotel, ten floors, very luxurious.

Both of them were a little depressed.

Fang Wenqi muttered, "Isn't even the city gone?"

He Xiangdong didn't know how to answer, the most glorious past in their past ten years was undoubtedly in the Liancheng Club, the extra seats for one night and one night, the small theater of more than 100 people, full of more than 300 people, the aisles were full of people, and the dense people couldn't go out of the toilet, that kind of glorious scene is still fascinating when I think about it now.

Over the years, cross talk has become more and more sluggish, He Xiangdong knows that Liancheng Club is the last place in Master's heart, and he came back this time mainly to see if the cross talk in this place is okay, if even this place falls, he is really afraid that Master will not be able to hold it.

He Xiangdong could only be relieved: "Maybe it's just a move." ”

Fang Wenqi's eyes rekindled hope, he walked to the door of the hotel, there was a hotel doorman standing at the door, he asked: "Young man, let me ask, this used to be a quyi club, it was about cross talk, did they move away?"

The doorman thought for a moment and asked, "You mean Liancheng Quyi Club?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Fang Wenqi hurriedly said.

The doorman said: "I know this, there are cross talk inside, I have heard it, there is an old man named Yang San in it, and he often speaks single-mouthed." ”

Fang Wenqi and He Xiangdong couldn't help but be overjoyed, and finally heard the old man's name.

"What happened later?" Fang Wenqi asked again.

The doorman continued: "It was probably about five years ago that the club closed, and then our boss bought the land and built the hotel. ”

Fang Wenqi asked a little excitedly: "Why is it closed? What about those people inside, what about Yang San, what about Bai Fengshan, and what about Lin Zhengjun, what about these people?"

The doorman shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't know them." ”

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Fang Wenqi walked out a little dejected, He Xiangdong also sighed silently and stayed by the master's side, he said: "We have been away for so many years, and many situations are not clear, let's hurry up and find Uncle Yang and Uncle Lin." ”

Fang Wenqi didn't seem to hear it at all, he walked alone in a daze, just crossed the road, he stopped abruptly, turned around, stared at He Xiangdong with his eyes, and asked, "Is cross talk dead?"

He Xiangdong didn't know how to answer, so he could only subconsciously dodge the master's eyes.

Just when He Xiangdong was a little at a loss, a trembling voice rang out with excitement: "Brother Fang, is it you?"

Fang Wenqi looked back and saw an old man running towards him, his pupils gradually narrowing, and he shouted uncertainly: "Bai Qiang, are you Bai Qiang?"

"It's me, Brother Fang, it's really you. "Bai Qiang is more energetic than what he sees on TV, he is already in his sixties, his pace is still very steady, and his spirit is very refreshing.

A handsome woman who followed Bai Qiang, she was staring at He Xiangdong with big eyes, some wanted to step forward, but some were not sure.

He Xiangdong also looked at her, the corners of his mouth showed a bitter taste, it was Tian Jiani, Tian Jiani, who had not seen him for more than ten years, appeared in front of his eyes in an instant, and the beauty made him a little suffocated.

Tian Jiani asked tentatively, "Is that you, Dongzi?"

He Xiangdong smiled slightly: "It's me, Nier." ”

The encounter between the two people is very simple, not as tortuous and bizarre as the novel is written, just like an old friend who has not seen each other for many years in his life suddenly meets and asks "Hey, is that you?", "Oh, it's me." ”。

It's simple, but the mood is very different.

It's already dinner time, and the four people who haven't met for many years have dinner at this hotel that turned out to be Liancheng Club, and have a good time catching up.

At the dinner table, Fang Wenqi and He Xiangdong were a little restrained, Tian Jiani was as active as she was at her age, and she didn't have the timid look she had when she was young, and she was very outgoing now.

She smiled so much that her eyebrows were crooked, and said, "Uncle Fang, I haven't seen you for so many years, you are older than before, and your body is still strong now, right?"

Fang Wenqi smiled and said, "It's okay, people don't use their muscles and bones as their ability, anyway, they can't compare to before." ”

Bai Qiang also accosted: "If Nier hadn't reminded me earlier, I wouldn't have dared to recognize you, you have aged faster these years, alas, you have suffered a lot." ”

Fang Wenqi just smiled and waved his hand.

Tian Jiani looked at He Xiangdong again, she hadn't been in touch for so many years, but she didn't look like she was alive at all: "Hey, Dongzi, why haven't you written to me for so many years, have you forgotten me?"

He Xiangdong lowered his head and smiled: "That's not it, it's just that I've been running around all these years, and I haven't been able to find an accurate place, so I haven't written it." ”

Tian Jiani seemed to be a little dissatisfied, wrinkled her small nose, glared at him, and then asked, "Then you have been talking about cross talk all these years?"

He Xiangdong was a little embarrassed, and said: "Yes, it's just talking about cross talk everywhere, it's not comparable to you, you have held more than 20 personal drum shows, and now you must use a diamond-encrusted gold toilet to go to the toilet." ”

Tian Jiani covered her mouth and smiled, and said: "You are still so funny, do you think you can make money by holding a special show? ”

"Huh?" He Xiangdong was stunned.