Chapter 118: Light from a Light Bulb

As soon as the tornado rose over the horizon, the dark storm quietly disappeared before it had fully formed, and everything was calm. Most people are unaware of this undercurrent crisis, and even Lao Liu, who was at the center of the storm, looked ignorant.

On Tuesday, August 1, the nameless tavern will remain open and the T-shirt online store will be able to place orders.

In the afternoon, Fang Yan went to the military family home to play the piano for Qian Ning's grandfather. Old man Qian is now full of red light, and he walks vigorously. As his body recovered, he gradually became a chatterbox, chattering endlessly.

Fang Yan knew that he was thinking of his precious granddaughter. Qian Ning ran away from the company these days, watched TV again after being busy, and was not home for several days.

"Grandpa, I won't be here next week. ”

"Good. ”

"Channing is coming back soon. ”

"Oh. ”

"I'm leaving. ”

"You wait a minute. Old man Qian walked like a fly, swooped into the house, took 1,000 yuan, stuffed it into Fang Yan's hand, and said. "Grandpa gave you some pocket money. If you are poor and rich, buy some if you lack something, don't save it. You young people now worship foreign countries, China is so big, you have to go abroad for a trip, where to go is not good, you have to go to the book. ”

Fang Yan said no, no.

"Disobedient, you're more stubborn than me, see which of us is more stubborn...... Ning Ning, this child is also stubborn, and no one can control her. A little girl's family wanders around outside all day long, she has finished college, and she doesn't know how to find a job and go to work steadily. and her temper, not with her parents, but with me. Tell me, who will dare to marry her in the future, and who will dare to marry her?"

“……”

Although Old Man Qian was complaining, he put on a posture of "young man, I am optimistic about you", and Fang Yan was dizzy for a while.

"You're in a good time. 1960…… In 1961, I picked up the train alone, took an empty coal car from Yanjing Railway Station, went to the grassland, and didn't drink a sip of water for a day and two nights. When I got out of the car, the whole person was black, and I didn't have a penny in my pocket. ”

Fang Yan was very curious and asked, "Why are you going to Inner Mongolia?"

"I want to eat lamb. ”

“……”

"I was 16 years old, a freshman in high school. There is a child in the class who has a grassland alliance and a flag, and he always says that the mutton on the grassland is delicious. That year, the country was in difficulty, and Yanjing was the best, and he couldn't eat any meat. I stole a big rooster with a few classmates, didn't have a pot, dug a hole in the ground, roasted it and ate it. The eldest lady found the school to complain and went home, my dad took the belt and whipped it hard, and the steel buckle of the belt was removed. Dare to steal the people's things, you kid is impatient?"

“……”

"That night, I ran out alone. "Old man Qian was wearing a half-worn shirt and black pants, simple and majestic, and it was hard to imagine that he was also a sad teenager who ran away from home.

"Did you eat the lamb?"

As soon as I got off the train and didn't get out of the train station, I was blocked by the little soldiers patrolling the house. This one...... I had a wound on my buttocks, and it hurt when I moved, and I didn't dare to really climb over the wall. Then I figured it out, I ran in the wrong direction. If you want to eat mutton, you should run northwest. ”

Northwest Fang Yan thought, there are roasted naan, roasted buns, flaming mountains and grapevines. And, of course, lamb kebabs, all sorts of strange instruments, scales with strong exotic overtones. He wanted to go there and see.

But going out with your girlfriend is also a serious thing.

Before leaving, Fang Yan did a few things.

First, and most importantly, he took the mysterious sheet music from his hut in the urban village and put it in his new home. The score was so important that he made several copies, but the original score had to be hidden in a safe place.

Rang the doorbell, the door opened, and Feng Lu was wearing a small suspender pajamas, with bare legs and shoulders and collarbones exposed. She glanced at Fang Yan.

"Still watching TV?"

"Oh. ”

“…… Is it convenient for me to come in. ”

Feng Lu raised his head, thought for a full 10 seconds, and said, "Convenient!"

After the invention of television, human beings in some developed countries have evolved, and they sit on the sofa every day, eat potato chips, and are called "sofa potatoes". Science has proven that after watching TV for a long time, IQ will plummet, and attention and reaction time will drop significantly.

The room was a mess, full of plastic lunch boxes, snack bags, Coke cans. Qian Ning leaned back on the sofa, and Yuan Yuan sat on the carpet. Only Xia Mo was more normal, sitting at the dining table and typing on the computer. Fang Yan leaned over to take a look, she was chatting with a customer who was buying a T-shirt.

"The bad guys are back!" Yuan Yuan pounced like a pigeon, grabbed Fang Yan's arm, and let out a sigh of relief. "I'm so tired from watching TV......"

Fang Yan entered the bedroom, put the score in the drawer of the bedside table, and told his girlfriend: "The score is here, don't lose it." ”

"Okay. A relic of a predecessor. ”

"Shall we leave tomorrow?"

Yuan Yuan lowered his head and counted his fingers, one day, two days, counted for a long time, looked up and asked blankly: "What day is today? July 32nd?"

Fang Yan found that his girlfriend's glasses were dirty and had a complete fingerprint trace. He walked to the living room and asked Feng Lu, "When are we leaving?"

"Ah, tomorrow's noon plane. The hotel was also booked. Mobile roaming is also turned on. Feng Lu suddenly sobered up, pointed to the suitcase in the corner, and said.

"Okay. ”

"But...... None of them went. Feng Lu said, a little disappointed.

"What's wrong?"

The Waste Wood Band has to prepare for the refinal of the band competition, and Yu Haiyang and Yang Zhenyu have to prepare for the refinal of "Chinese Singer", and they don't plan to travel. Xia Mo really wants to have fun, but it will take many days to get a passport and visa, so she is troublesome and ready to run an online store.

Channing said she had a 10-year round-trip visa, but she just didn't want to go.

"Fang Yan. ”

"Hmm. ”

Qian Ning hesitated, but still asked, "My grandfather didn't say anything, did he?"

Everyone was surprised that the company's crisis had suddenly disappeared. Fang Yan vaguely felt that it was Yanjing's reason, but it was inconvenient to ask. Seeing Qian Ning's grandfather this afternoon, Fang Yan was sure that the old man didn't know about it. That's for the best.

"No, your grandfather told a bunch of stories, and he took the train to the Inner Mongolia grassland when he was 16 years old. ”

Qian Ning's eyes lit up, he sat up straight, and smiled, "My grandmother's story." ”

"Grandma?"

"Didn't he tell you? He stole a rooster from someone else's house......"

"Ahh Yuan Yuan is now very sensitive to the "rooster", and immediately clenched his little hands and stared at Qian Ning, concerned about the fate of the rooster decades ago.

Channing continued: "That chicken is my grandmother's. My grandfather came to the door to admit his mistake, and that's how he met my grandmother. You know, she was in junior high school that year. ”

"Yes? He hasn't told me yet. ”

"I'll save it for another time. He ......, "Qian Ning thought, grandpa was willing to talk to Fang Yan about that past, he really came out of the pain."

"Also, your grandfather gave me 1,000 yuan. Fang Yan took out a stack of red banknotes and displayed them.

"How much?1000?"

"Hmm. ”

"Crazy! My grandfather was so nice to you. You know, usually I ask him for pocket money, and he only gives me 50, 100 at most. Special, special slamming the door......" Qian Ning was halfway through speaking, and suddenly felt that he had too many words, glanced at Yuan Yuan gloomily, and immediately shut up.

Fang Yan considered whether to give Qian Ning 500 yuan, but forget it.

Yuan Yuan asked, "What happened later, what about the rooster?"

Channing replied calmly: "My grandfather and my grandmother fed that rooster together, and then they were together. ”

Fang Yan was about to leave, Yuan Yuan hadn't gone downstairs for two days, and he asked if he wanted to go out for a while. Yuan Yuan looked at Fang Yan and then watched TV, very entangled.

The second thing is to entrust the guitar to Yang Zhenyu.

Fang Yan asked Xu Yong if he wanted to bring a guitar when he went out on a trip and took a plane. Brother Xu Yong resolutely said no. The transportation of domestic airlines and airports is very unreliable, and Fang Yan's Martin guitar is very expensive, so don't bring it.

"Zhenyu, the guitar is put in the tavern, you play it every day when you sing. In the nameless tavern, Fang Yan said.

"Okay, don't worry. ”

"Why are you listless?"

"Master. ”

Yang Zhenyu once again entered a state of lost soul. These days, he taught Wenjing to play the piano, and the little girl could learn it, and she played better than herself. Also, the scrap wood band rehearses very hard, but everyone knows in their hearts that the band competition may end here.

Most importantly, the band wood has style.

In "The Condor Heroes", Yang Guo thought that Guo Jing was his father-killing enemy and wanted to assassinate Guo Jing, so he formed an alliance with King Jinlun. King Jinlun is a master of martial arts, and he asked Yang Guo, which kung fu are you best at, and what martial arts do you want to use to deal with Guo Jing and his wife?

Yang Guo couldn't answer.

are all surnamed Yang, and Yang Zhenyu is also facing the same problem. He found that he had a style, and neither did the band. What's even more confusing is that he can't even figure out what music he likes.

In the division, Fang Yan's music is deep and mysterious, the little fat man Kong Lei is even more invincible, and the little junior sister Wen Jing can also talk strange things, and everyone has a distinct mark.

Fang Yan comforted: "Actually, if you can think of this problem, you will already make progress." The next thing is to play more ......"

"Really?"

"Hmm. ”

"I don't believe it. ”

"By the way, I was reading a book the other day, and a guy who designed a light bulb said, I'm not designing a light bulb, I'm designing the light that a light bulb emits. I think it makes sense. Fang Yan said.

“……”

Yang Zhenyu had an extra light bulb in his mind. The filament glows, and the light shines through the thin glass shell into the dark space. He seemed to understand a little. He felt the sensation as his fingers slowly flicked a C major ascending scale. It seems to sound much better.

"How's it going?"

Fang Yan was silent for a few seconds and said, "Let's go to Yuben to play, what gift do you want?"

The rest is well arranged. Kong Lei's guitar lessons on Friday will be suspended for a week, and on weekends, Ma Shengguang's home will not go. The Nameless Tavern is also temporarily closed to singing.

Fang Yan wanted to go on a trip, and Lao Liu didn't complain anymore. After experiencing ups and downs, Lao Liu felt that he had gone through hardships together. After Fang Yan and Yang Zhenyu finished singing, they returned to the urban village and continued the live broadcast of the piano practice in the "Lost Soul Brother's Study Room".

Late at night, Lao Liu was about to go upstairs to sleep, and he sighed to Xiaomu: "Tomorrow, 53% of the company's shares will go abroad." ”

"It's 55 percent. Xiaomu corrected. A friend of Fang Yan still has a 2% stake, and he has not signed an equity transfer contract. ”