Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

This time it was Yu Dongqing's turn to be surprised: "Why, you didn't know? Feng Pei's voice is much better than mine, Xintianyou's singing is the same."

"My father always has a straight face all the time, and I've never heard him sing." Feng Pei's daughter next to him interjected.

Feng Pei smiled and said that he had rarely sung since he graduated, especially since he became a teacher.

"To be honest, students are very naughty nowadays. If you keep smiling all day long, you will definitely get into trouble." Feng Pei explained: "You will get used to it after a long time."

ha?

Yu Dongqing really didn't expect it. He loves to talk and laugh at school.

"Xiaoxuan (Feng Pei's daughter), wait until one day to go to KTV and let your father show you his skills." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Dad, are you okay?" Xiaoxuan took the opportunity to ask.

"Okay, okay," Feng Pei smiled today.

Yu Dongqing only spent one night in the county town, and drove back to his hometown with his daughter and Feng Pei and his daughter early the next morning.

Feng Pei's hometown is in a place called Hougou Village, which is quite far from the county seat.

Yu Dongqing remembered that when he went to his home more than ten years ago, the road was very difficult and there were only two buses a day. In the end, he and Liao Qian simply arrived at his home in a donkey cart.

Yu Dongqing still remembers that it rained and the sky cleared that day. The weather was not too hot, but the road was very muddy. The old man driving the car was in high spirits, and he finally sang Xintianyou:

I heard my god sister sing,

The whole body was trembling and the sheep led the animals.

You smoke and I light the fire,

It will hurt your heart.

Ducks go up to the river and geese go down to the river,

A pair of furry eyes stared at my brother.

After cooking the beans, I put the money down and put the rice on it.

I'll take a photo of you with some firewood on the road.

Clear water glass shines through the window,

He smiled at his brother with a mouth full of white teeth.

In the end, Liao Qian actually sang along with her voice, her voice melodious.

It was the first time that Yu Dongqing heard that Liao Qian could sing such beautiful folk songs. She never sang hometown folk songs when she sang pop songs at school.

But today I went back with Feng Pei, and there were no old men driving donkey carts outside. There were many more people riding motorcycles.

The road was much wider than before and was all made of concrete. It took us 40 minutes to walk over a mountain col to Hougou Village.

Feng Pei's family is at the edge of the village, and their yard and cave dwelling can be seen from a distance. When Yu Dongqing's car parked in the yard, Feng Pei's parents came out to greet him with a smile.

Feng Pei’s mother is Zhang Shulian, an enthusiastic rural woman. After hearing Feng Pei’s introduction, she looked at Yu Dongqing carefully:

"Oh. Are you the youngster who came to my house more than ten years ago? Look, life flies by so fast, and my daughter is already so old. Where is the handsome girl who came with you? Have you grown up? This time Why didn’t I come with you?”

Yu Dongqing's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed. Feng Pei quickly changed his words and said that he had been tired from driving all the way and went in first to rest. After that, he pulled Yu Dongqing into the cave dwelling.

The cave dwelling is still the original cave dwelling, but after being re-reinforced and painted, the inside is much brighter. My daughter Yu Tongtong saw the cave dwelling and the earthen kang for the first time, and everything inside felt novel.

Not long after, Zhang Shulian came in with a large pot of green dates: "Peiwa called yesterday and said you like to eat this. I went to the jujube garden this morning to pick it. It's very fresh. It's an early-maturing variety. The food you ate last time was still raw."

"Thank you, aunt."

Yu Dongqing washed her hands and tasted it. It was indeed sweet and sour, and the taste was no worse than green dates.

Yu Dongqing didn't stay at Feng Pei's house for long, so he drove around with Feng Pei as his guide.

After walking around Huamachi, the ruins of the Ming Great Wall, and natural salt lakes, Yu Dongqing also drove specifically to the school where Feng Pei taught.

The school was in their hometown town. When Yu Dongqing and the others were visiting, the school was already on holiday and seemed very quiet.

"The environment is good." Yu Dongqing said with a smile while looking at the newly built teaching building.

"Of course, after all, times have changed. I was in junior high school at this school back then. It was an adobe house with no glass on the windows, so there was a lot of wind in the winter." Feng Pei said with a smile.

"Actually, Feng Pei, if you work in the Education Bureau, I think you have a brighter future. With our 985 brand, you should just have a part-time job, right? Why do you want to teach?"

Yu Dongqing expressed her doubts in the letter: "I remember when you were in school, you said that you would not become a teacher even if you went back."

"Like Liao Qian?" Feng Pei smiled: "Liao Qian was very good at making troubles when she was in school, and she also served as the chairman of the department's student union. I can't compare to her."

"I can't compare." Yu Dongqing laughed at himself.

"Another reason is that the old principal of this school, who used to be my class teacher in junior high school, suggested that I come back. He said that there are not many students in our school who are admitted to high school, and it is even rarer to be admitted to a key university like yours. , The most important thing is that there are no good teachers. It’s a pity that you went to such a good university and majored in teacher training and don’t teach.”

"At that time, I was doing just fine in the bureau. My parents were in rural areas and had little background and no chance of getting into trouble. Later, I followed the advice of my head teacher and took the initiative to come back to teach. The bureau soon let me go and I stayed there for ten years."

"The old principal is a very nice person. Just like the movie "Hello, Teacher" that he acted in last year. I rarely go to the movies. I watched that movie twice because I was not afraid of your jokes. I even shed tears at the end. ." Feng Pei finally said.

"Then your head teacher is indeed a good teacher." Yu Dongqing agreed.

"It's a pity that good people don't live long. He just retired and passed away soon after he was diagnosed with lung cancer the year before last. It is said that he inhaled too much chalk dust."

"But it's much better now. It's all dust-free chalk and there's a multimedia blackboard. We don't even need chalk anymore." Feng Pei said with a smile.

Times are progressing.

"Hey, Dongqing, the theme song "Story of Time" you wrote for "Hello, Teacher" is awesome. It's the only song I've learned in the past few years." Feng Pei suddenly changed the subject.

"Really? Then sing it when you get back, and let your daughter listen to it so that she won't say you can't sing." Yu Dongqing said.

"Uncle, let my dad accompany you. My dad plays the guitar very well." The daughter Yu Tongtong who was following behind interrupted and made the two adults laugh.

"Tongtong, your uncle is not bad at playing guitar. He is the second lead singer of our band!" Yu Dongqing said.

"Dad, can you really play the guitar?" Feng Pei's daughter Xiaoxuan seemed to have discovered some new world.

"I haven't played it for so many years that I have long forgotten it, but I can still play a few simple passages."

"Dad, you must play it to me when you get back. I heard Tongtong said that his father brought a guitar." Xiaoxuan said again.

"Okay, your uncle is here, dad will make an exception for a while."

Returning to Feng Pei's house in the evening, his parents had already prepared dinner, which was all local specialties: stewed chicken, steamed buns, chopped buckwheat noodles, and of course a bottle of Xifeng wine.

After dinner, the sun had set and the temperature in the mountain village had cooled down. Yu Dongqing and Feng Pei sat on the wall above the cave dwelling, chatting aimlessly.

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