My 1979

He went for a morning jog as usual, which helped him overcome laziness and ensure he was energetic throughout the day.

After five laps, Li He was tired and sweating profusely. A Wang, who was running behind, showed no pressure at all, and was puzzled by Li He, who was breathing heavily. Awang likes to come to the park the most. There are all kinds of lovers here. For a golden single dog like him, there are naturally many opportunities.

This park is also equivalent to a dog matchmaking center. Many discerning dog owners have long been interested in Awang. It is difficult to find a good dog with such a pedigree. They don't care whether the blood of the offspring is pure or not, even if it is a string of blood, the next generation will not be bad.

Li He didn't care about this matter. It was clear that Awang took advantage, and by then his descendants would be all over the world. Of course Awang was tired, but he was very happy. Every day he had to choose different partners, and his tastes had become picky.

"Your mother is not treated like you." Li He felt sorry for Dahuang, but then again, who said Dahuang was a bitch?

After returning home and having some breakfast, he drove to the department store. After touching the erhu last time, he began to miss the erhu.

"This thing is not fashionable now. We haven't stocked it for a long time." The salesperson told Li He.

"Then when will you get the goods?" Li He looked around and saw that there were piles of guitars, electronic keyboards and other Western musical instruments, but not an erhu. He suddenly thought that Li Guyi's era was gone.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people singing folk songs and folk music at concerts, and the proportion of ethnic folk music played on loudspeakers and tape recorders on the streets is also less.

There are countless pop songs that have become popular, people may not be able to count them. Although ten years is not a short period of time, no one will forget those who have led the craze in the peaks and troughs of pop songs, and some of them are still going on and are still in the ascendant.

First, everyone got tired of listening to model dramas, didn't want to hear about teachings, and didn't want to point to one dollar. Then Teresa Teng, who was not very popular in Taiwan, quietly landed. Everyone has never heard such sweet singing and music. The offensive lyrics made people feel embarrassed, but they still wanted to listen, so it gradually became popular.

Han Baoyi, Gao Shengmei, Hou Dejian, and Fei Xiang came one after another, and the fashion trend in Hong Kong and Taiwan began to blow.

At a certain stage later on, the prison song craze became popular again. I couldn't sing the two debut songs and Chi Zhiqiang's songs, which always seemed not manly enough. However, it didn't take long for this kind of popularity to go from stranded to overturning.

Now, "Cui Jian's" rock and roll trend is at its peak, and this fanatical trend has spread from the capital to the whole country. Tickets cost 18 yuan each and people are flocking to them. Before the concert, scalpers raised the price to 50 yuan, but you may not be able to buy it yet.

Li He drove to a nearby shopping mall to check it out, but it was for sale, but he was not satisfied. The material of the erhu is great, and to a certain extent it is worthy of the price, but he does not hear a very good tone when playing the instrument. Sometimes even if the tune is tuned correctly, he still feels that the two strings are not aligned in pure fifths. Or once you reach the high position, all kinds of noises come one after another, and the tone cannot be kept clean at all.

In the end, he didn't buy it and went to another place according to his memory.

Erhu began in the Tang Dynasty and has a history of more than a thousand years. The covering, the ups and downs of the inner hall of the tube are all learned, and making the erhu relies on real skills.

When he reached the entrance of an old alley, the car couldn't drive in, so he got out of the car. The entangled ivy clings to the mottled old wall unscrupulously, and the high stone piers of some houses are used by children as table tennis tables, which is very lively.

Li He found the violin maker's home based on his memory. He had bought a violin here before, but he didn't recognize it yet.

"Who introduced him?" The violin maker's surname was Gu, and he was not surprised by Li He's arrival. Although his location was remote, he had heard of his reputation and was approached by countless people, so he just asked Li He who introduced him.

Li He smiled and said, "Master Gu, you are so famous, there is no need to inquire. Do you have any in stock? I will take it."

"Look at this." Master Gu pointed to an erhu on the table and said, "Try it first."

"Thank you." Li He tried pulling it, and the sound was round and pure, and he felt good in the hand. He was very satisfied, "Are the drums and drums made of mahogany?"

He has collected so many high-end furniture in his home, and he is so familiar with them that he can probably tell the difference between the materials now.

"Old furniture collected from outside, dismantled. If you want red sandalwood, blood sandalwood, and rosewood, they are all available at different prices." Master Gu looked at the tunes Li He pulled out and knew he was an expert. , he didn't talk nonsense anymore.

"You name a price, I want this."

"Give me 190 yuan. This whip leather is made of python skin, but it's a good thing."

"You count the money." Li He counted the money without hesitation. You get what you pay for, and good things are certainly worth the price. If you want them to be cheap, there are naturally twenty or thirty-year-old ones on the market.

"Thank you." Master Gu accepted the money and felt a little embarrassed. Normally people would have to pay back the price when they came to buy. He was also prepared to bargain. There are not many customers who are as happy as Li He, and 190 yuan is not a small amount of money.

He relies on this craft to make a living, so he won't pretend to be arrogant, and his attitude towards customers will definitely not be bad.

When Li He returned home, he helped the old lady look after the children for a while and gave the old lady some time to cook lunch.

Li Lan had a great time playing with the push cart. Now he seems to have mastered the trick and doesn't fall as much.

Seeing that his son was so honest, Li He felt relieved. He took the time to tune up the erhu. He made a glue stick and stuffed it between the strings and the strings. This could better muffle the sound and reduce the sound of the erhu. collapse.

Li Lan looked at his father curiously, holding on to the cart without moving. He was curious about the things in his father's arms that could make sounds.

After Li Heyi Erquan Yingyue finished pulling the cart, he saw his son throwing the cart and rushing towards him. He hurriedly supported him and put him back on the cart again, "Boy, go play with you. I don't have time now." Play with you."

"Wow..." Li Lan didn't care. Crying was his magic weapon. No matter how many ways you come, I will only go all the way.

"Okay, you are an ancestor, okay? Stop crying. I will play a cheerful song for you." Li He asked Li Lan to stand and lie on his lap, and he played a cheerful "Xi Yangyang" at full speed.

The most obvious feature of this piece is its cheerfulness, which is very cheerful.

Seeing that his son was motionless while listening, Li He was so happy that he played "Horse Racing" again.

The rhythm of this song was extremely fast. Li He found that his son was actually shaking his short legs along with it. This was the power of the rhythm. He was so happy that he became even more excited.

Li Lan's calves were shaking wildly, and Li He played "Lighting Journey" out of spite.

Li Lan started to shake his head, and the hand that grabbed Li He's thigh became harder.

Awang, who had been sitting next to him listening to music, suddenly started to grin at the gate. Li He looked outside and saw that there were indeed guests.

He stood up, hugged Li Lan in his arms, kicked Awang aside, smiled and said to the visitor, "Comrade Qi, please come in."

"I didn't expect that you played the erhu so well. It's really good. I could hear it clearly from a distance outside the door." The person who came was none other than Qi Gongxun.