The flame of hope extinguished in Ding Qingsheng's heart was ignited again when Ding Fengjun mentioned the guitar again, and he said with longing in his eyes: "I really want the guitar." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Can you tell you what you want most from it?"

"Because I heard it and there was a very strong sense of intimacy, like my dad was talking to me." Ding Qingsheng described the feeling in his heart in great detail.

Ding Fengjun nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I know, come to celebrate your birthday, go to bed first, you have to go to school tomorrow." ”

Ding Qingsheng slept very sweetly this night, and he was laughing heartily in his dreams, until dawn, the joy on his face did not fade.

"What did you dream about last night, and you had a whole night of fun, so scared that I thought you were sick?" Ding Fengjun asked with a smile.

Ding Qingsheng was very happy when he thought of last night's dream, and he said excitedly: "Last night I dreamed that the second uncle bought me a guitar, which is very good-looking, and you also told me in your dream that this is a unique guitar." ”

Ding Fengjun scratched Ding Qingsheng's nose and said, "Little ghost, it seems that you really want a guitar." ”

"Of course, Wu Wei and Li Dan in our class both have guitars, and the sound of Li Dan's popping up is beautiful, but it's that Wu Wei ......" Speaking of this, Ding Qingsheng pursed his lips and said with a look of disgust, "That Wu Wei is so ugly to die, I believe I must be better than Wu Wei." ”

Ding Fengjun smiled and didn't speak, the conversation between the two happened to be heard by Ding Xiaoqi, she said to Ding Qingsheng angrily: "Dreams are all the opposite, don't be happy too early, maybe that guitar is very expensive, it's not easy for my dad to make money, don't smash all the money in it, we won't even have money for tuition at that time." ”

Ding Qingsheng glanced at Ding Xiaoqi, silently picked up his schoolbag and went to school with Ding Xiaoqin.

Ding Xiaoqi also made himself bored, put on his floral schoolbag crossbody, and pulled Ding Xiaoshu's hand and went out of the house.

Ding Fengjun shook his head and smiled, he pushed his Phoenix brand ocean car and shouted at Zhang Fengrong in the house I went to work, and then rode to Yanggu.

Ding Fengjun doesn't know anything about musical instruments, he thinks that he is incomplete in five tones, and he has nothing to do with music in this life, but he can see from Ding Qingsheng's eyes that Ding Qingsheng really wants to learn musical instruments, maybe Ding Qingsheng is a singing material, anyway, Ding Qingsheng at least has one hobby, it is rare for a child to have a clear interest, Ding Fengjun should support him.

After Ding Qingsheng's short chat last night, Ding Fengjun strengthened his belief that he must give Ding Qingsheng a guitar, of course, he was also silently praying, hoping that this so-called guitar would not be too expensive, otherwise it would hurt the hearts of two people at the same time.

Ding Fengjun rode through the streets and alleys, and after a few rounds he found a musical instrument shop, through the outside window, he could vaguely see the musical instruments placed inside, and it seemed that there were many types of musical instruments inside, although Ding Fengjun did not understand musical instruments, but he still knew a few things, such as trombone, French horn, drum and other common musical instruments, he can still call them names.

Ding Fengjun parked the car at the door, locked it, and then pushed the door and walked in.

"Welcome!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the boss quickly straightened up from behind the bar and greeted.

The owner of the musical instrument shop is a woman, she doesn't look big, that is, she looks like she is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, her hair is scattered, and there is a faint fragrance between her straight hair, and a dress wraps the whole slender body, but it still can't cover her seductive ketone body, this girl is called Fang Fang, she is both the boss and the clerk, because YG County is not a bustling city, and it is impossible to make any money by opening a musical instrument store here, and if you hire a clerk, it must be even more difficult, and if you don't do it, you will have to go bankrupt.

Fang Fang didn't expect to welcome customers early in the morning, as usual, customers would only visit at ten o'clock, so she would clean the store before ten o'clock.

Ding Fengjun's sudden appearance had to make her temporarily put down her work to receive this hard-won customer.

However, the moment Fang Fang saw Ding Fengjun, this heart that was as warm as fire suddenly cooled by half.

Dressed in a big suit that is not clean, with a round-neck T-shirt that does not match this suit, a pair of black dusty cloth shoes, dark skin, a round waist, and a belly that seems to be stuffed with cotton, such an image appears in the musical instrument shop, making Fang Fang feel that the farmer who is farming has been suddenly dragged into a five-star hotel.

Fang Fang's originally smiling face suddenly dimmed, and she said angrily: "Uncle, we are here for musical instruments, not a hotel, did you go to the wrong house?" If you want something to eat, go to the restaurant opposite, where there may be leftovers for you to give you leftovers. ”

Ding Fengjun was stunned for a moment, and smiled awkwardly: "Girl, are you mistaken, I'm not a beggar, I'm here to buy musical instruments." ”

Fang Fang was stunned for a moment, she couldn't help but look at Ding Fengjun again, this time Fang Fang no longer judged people by their appearance, but found characteristics related to musical instruments in Ding Fengjun, thick and short fingers, fat and thick, where does he look like a person playing musical instruments, he is clearly a rough man who does manual work.

Fang Fang looked out through the glass window again, the dilapidated Phoenix brand Dayang car was particularly eye-catching, and after all the observations, Fang Fang concluded that this person was purely here to make trouble.

"Uncle, don't make trouble with me, I still have a lot of work to do, if you are idle and have nothing to do, push your car and go outside for a walk."

Ding Fengjun said unashamedly: "Girl, seeing that you are young, why do you talk so unpleasantly." ”

"Cut, what's the matter, I have to speak according to your mood." Fang Fang's anger was ignited by Ding Fengjun's words.

Ding Fengjun didn't expect the seemingly tame Fang Fang to have such a fiery temper.

"I'm here to buy a musical instrument, how can I say that I'm also a customer, and the customer is God, is that how you treat God?" Ding Fengjun said in a flat tone.

"Okay, you're God, okay? Then I ask God, what kind of musical instrument do you play in your old man? ”

Seeing Fang Fang's unreasonable appearance, Ding Fengjun was also angry, but considering that there was only one musical instrument shop in YG County, Ding Fengjun didn't want to deal with her.

Ding Fengjun said indifferently: "When your uncle and I played musical instruments, you may not have been born yet, three hundred and sixty kinds of musical instruments, what am I not proficient in?" It's just that I haven't touched it for more than ten years, and I'm just rusty. ”

Fang Fang looked disbelieving, she pouted and said, "Uncle, are you expensive this year?" ”

"How old do you think I am this year?" Ding Fengjun asked rhetorically.

Fang Fang looked at it carefully and said, "I think you are about fifty years old. ”

Ding Fengjun secretly felt heartache, why do you say that I am only less than forty, do I look so old? There must be something wrong with this girl's eyes.

Thinking about it, Ding Fengjun couldn't show what he thought on his face, he said with a smile: "I'm getting younger and younger, I'm more than sixty people today, I don't know if it's because I'm young or the girl's eyes are not good, I can guess so much." ”

Fang Fang's face was stunned, she forgot Fang Cai's unpleasantness, and said in a loud voice: "I really can't see what you said like this, you really look young." ”

Ding Fengjun smiled and said, "The girl's mouth is so sweet, she must have eaten a lot of honey this morning." ”

Fang Fang smiled embarrassedly and said, "Uncle, then tell me, what kind of musical instrument do you want to see in my store this time?" ”

Ding Fengjun said without thinking: "Buy a guitar for my son." ”

"Your son? You're in your sixties, so your son has to be in his thirties, could it be that he needs a musical instrument and you need to buy it himself? ”

Ding Fengjun was stunned for a moment, and secretly said that it was not good, why didn't he speak through his brain this time, but his eyes lit up, the mountain people had their own clever plans, and then he said calmly: "It's also a blessing to be old and have a son, just because I'm a lot old, and I finally have a son, so I have to satisfy him what he wants." ”

Fang Fang nodded suspiciously and said, "Then what price guitar do you want?" ”

Ding Fengjun asked rhetorically, "What kind of guitars do you have here?" ”

Fang Fang enthusiastically introduced: "The cheapest is five hundred yuan, and the most expensive is a few thousand yuan, I see you dressed like this, so I will take the cheapest one." ”

Ding Fengjun frowned slightly and said, "Why girl, you look down on the elderly, I'm not afraid to tell you that my retirement salary is higher than the money you sell guitars." ”

Fang Fang glanced at Ding Fengjun and said, "Why can't I see it, you shouldn't be talking big, right?" ”

Ding Fengjun snorted coldly and said: "People can't look good, and the sea can't fight, you have to hear this sentence." ”

Fang Fang said noncommittally: "I've heard this sentence, but I really don't believe it when it is applied to you." ”

"Can you give me a reason?"

"Temperament, I don't think your temperament shows your identity."

Ding Fengjun sighed lightly and said: "That's it, girl, I will be the boss of the store today, I will test you a few questions, let me also see how much your temperament is through these questions." ”

Fang Fang said unconvinced: "Okay, if you have any questions, even if you bring them up, I don't believe that with my ability, I can't conquer you as an ignorant old man." ”

Ding Fengjun smiled and said: "Tell me first, what is the most essential difference between a good guitar and an average guitar?" ”

Fang Fang said arrogantly: "Material, the general guitar material is mainly taken from several common trees, such as white pine, cedar, red pine, of course, these are the lowest end of the tree system, generally defective, the slightly better is made of high-quality snow or red pine, the best guitar panel is made of cloud shirt, and the smaller the surface gap, the better." ”

Although Ding Fengjun didn't understand what Fang Fang meant by this, he still pretended to be very satisfied and nodded, and then threw out a second question.

"What kind of material does the 500 yuan guitar in our store belong to, and why is it more expensive than other places?" Ding Fengjun's question made Fang Fang really stunned for a moment, Ding Fengjun has never seen the guitar in the store, he knows what this guitar looks like, so he said that this place is more expensive than other places, I think Xiang Fengjun has seen the appearance of the guitar placed in the store, just from the surface of the guitar can see its value, it seems that the person in front of him is really not ordinary.

Fang Fang gasped, it seemed that he had to be cautious in answering his question.

Fang Fang said thoughtfully: "The five hundred yuan guitar material in our store is red pine, and red pine is also divided into good and bad, our one is a first-class product, don't look at the appearance, but the quality is not to say, the same guitar is sold at different prices in different stores, mainly related to the material, maybe other guitar panels are mixed with other trees, so it will be cheap." ”

Ding Fengjun nodded quietly again and said, "Then, you take me around this store, introduce a few guitars respectively, and see the differences between various guitars." ”

Fang Fang took Ding Fengjun to visit the guitar in the store for some reason, and when Fang Fang pointed to a guitar and introduced it to Ding Fengjun, Ding Fengjun's first impression was like Ding Qingsheng's introduction, like a sweeping broom, from the appearance of a large piece of wood board with a few unknown strings on it, it is really unreasonable for such a broken thing to have such a high price!

Ding Fengjun couldn't help but reach out and touch it, Fang Fang shouted: "If you don't buy it, don't touch it, can you afford to pay if you touch it?" ”

"Why, can't I even listen to a movement? Who knows what your guitar sounds like? Ding Fengjun said with an angry look on his face.

"Your hands are so dirty, what should I do if you stain my guitar, I don't think you can afford it, you better go."

Fang Fang said with an impatient look.

Ding Fengjun thought to himself that I haven't played enough with you, and if you want me to withdraw so early, it will be too unsatisfying, wait for me to play again.

Ding Fengjun said with a gloomy face: "Let me ask you one last question, do you know what is the difference between these strings of a good guitar and an ordinary guitar?" ”

Fang Fang was stunned for a moment and said, "Is this string still good or bad?" Aren't they generally steel strings? Although some of them are made of nylon strings, no matter what, the quality of the guitar mainly depends on the material of the top and the precision of the tuning, and it has little to do with the strings. ”

Ding Fengjun laughed and said, "I'm very satisfied with your answer, so wrapping me the best guitar in your store will be my reward for you." ”

Fang Fang's heart was overjoyed, and he hurriedly agreed: "Okay, I'll help you wrap it up." ”

Saying that, Fang Fang was about to go to get the guitar, but unexpectedly, Ding Fengjun exclaimed, "Slow! ”

Fang Fang looked at Ding Fengjun inexplicably and said, "Is there any more problem?" ”

Ding Fengjun said ill-intentionedly: "It's nothing else, don't worry, I just have a request." ”

"What requirements?"

"You can wrap the guitar for me, but you can't wrap it by hand, I'm afraid that your hands are not clean and you will stain my guitar."