Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back

A night of silence.

Morning.

Li Qingning and Sister Qian came here early.

Jiang Yang can't leave yet.

Professor Zhang left everything to him.

Naturally, he had to nod for the things that needed to be purchased, so Li Qingning drove the nanny car over so that he could rest easily.

Jiang Yang hadn't stayed up all night for a long time, and suddenly he couldn't bear it after staying up all night, so after a simple breakfast, he fell asleep in the car until about ten o'clock. He vaguely heard Li Qingning talking to someone, and then he slowly Wake up slowly.

Li Qingning stood outside the car.

She was discussing something with Sister Qian, the people from the school funeral committee, and the people from the funeral home.

Jiang Yang's head was heavy and he felt lazy, not wanting to get up.

After a while, they finalized everything.

The staff left.

Li Qingning chatted with the member of the funeral committee, the principal. After the principal left, she opened the car door and got in the car. She happened to see Jiang Yang closing his eyes: "Wake up."

Jiang Yang: "Yeah."

Li Qingning: "Hmm again?"

Jiang Yang didn't understand: "What's wrong?"

Li Qingning put down the back of his chair and lay down with Jiang Yang, "You can say a few more words, it will be nice to hear."

There is the laziness and magnetism of just waking up——

Li Qingning sounded quite happy as a kitten purring.

Jiang Yang woke up a little and his voice also woke up: "What were you talking about outside just now."

Li Qingning rolled his eyes, feeling that it sounded less pleasant than before: "Mourning hall, memorial service - today's funeral parlors, as long as you have money, they can build a mourning hall, send paper money, and have one-stop funeral services, and the cemetery is also an underground CBD-"

Jiang Yang smiled.

He asked: "Is there any one of the 18 signs that will send you a black water?"

"Um?"

Li Qingning looked at Jiang Yang strangely, but he was already used to Jiang Yang's words that had no beginning and no reason.

"It's a funny line from a movie. Let me draw it for you."

Jiang Yang said.

You are full of jingles, you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

This gag also comes from "Crazy Racing".

This movie has many threads interspersed with it. It’s really hard to explain clearly. I can only draw or film it later.

He asked: "Where is Lao Zhang's grave?"

His wife and son have already been buried, so naturally they should be buried together.

"Over there at Cuiwei Mountain."

Li Qingning thought it was pretty good, "There are many ancient temples on Cuiwei Mountain, including Fahai Temple, Dabei Temple, and Lingguang Temple. Sanskrit sounds are heard every day, which is quite good."

"Cuiweishan?"

Jiang Yang turned sideways and looked at Li Qingning: "I know that there is a town of Qixia at the foot of the mountain. There is a Tongfu Inn in the town, and the Thief Saint White Jade Tang lives in it——"

"Wulin Gaiden" can be called Jiang Yang's dinner drama.

Who knows how many times Jiang Yang brushed it.

Not only is it funny, this drama is set in an inn, with a few friends, welcoming and sending off. It can be said that Jiang Yang has satisfied all his yearning for Jianghu, but it is a pity that he can no longer watch it.

Jiang Yang stopped after speaking for a few words.

This drama can only be funny if you watch it in that atmosphere. If you just talk about it, the humor will be greatly reduced. Not to mention spoilers in advance, which lowers my wife's expectations.

Jiang Yang: "...I won't talk about it anymore. I'll take a picture and show it to you. This will make it funny."

Li Qingning: "Okay."

They rested for a while, and then Jiang Yang went to work. After finishing his work, he waited until the memorial service the next day. As a junior, Jiang Yang thanked everyone who came to mourn one by one, so he got to know many domestic music people. Taishan Beidou.

certainly.

The teacher of Mother Li and Li Qingning was Taishan Beidou himself.

Li's father and Li's mother also came to pay their respects.

Although they were not familiar with Lao Zhang, they were still very grateful to Lao Zhang for taking care of Jiang Yang.

The memorial service is followed by funeral, cremation, and burial.

Jiang Yang didn't know how he got there, so he just followed the process. It wasn't until he was buried that he felt relieved, like waking up from a dream, like——

Jiang Yang placed a bouquet of flowers on the tombstone of Lao Zhang and his wife.

There was also a bouquet of flowers for Professor Zhang’s son next to him.

When Li Qingning was about to go, Jiang Yang stopped her and said, "I'll go. My wife is so beautiful. What if she puts the wrong monument and a male ghost stares at her."

When driving at night, it might drift into the back seat.

Li Qingning pointed at his forehead: "What are you thinking about every day?"

but--

She still gave the flowers to Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang presented flowers, took Li Qingning's hand and bowed to them, and suddenly felt light.

He took one last look at Professor Zhang's tombstone.

Even though——

He had said goodbye solemnly the last time, but still found the farewell not deafening.

"goodbye."

Jiang Yang said softly.

"Um."

The two left the cemetery hand in hand.

Sister Chen, Sister Qian, and Shi Shi who came to help were waiting in front of the car.

There are many reporters in the distance, and they are staring at this place. Obviously, as the biggest traffic, Li Qingning's actions in the past few days cannot be hidden from them, which made Professor Zhang become a hot topic with "Li Qingning and his wife attended the funeral of a friend". Search.

Jiang Yang estimated that Lao Zhang would scold his mother, and he would not let me live in peace even if he left.

"Let's go to Fahai Temple for a walk."

Before getting in the car, Li Qingning suddenly said, "Its murals are quite famous."

"good."

Jiang Yang agreed.

When he came here from the cemetery, he had the illusion that he had lived in seclusion in the mountains and suddenly returned to the world: "There are so many people during the holidays!"

He put his arm around Li Qingning and followed the crowd in. The more than 1,000-year-old white pine was full of ancient charm; the white marble Xumi platform was mottled by the wind and rain; the murals in the main hall had to be reserved for protection.

Fortunately, Li Qingning made an appointment in advance, so Jiang Yang was able to say "Wow" in front of the murals. The gauze of the Water Moon Guanyin was really amazing, with six-sided petals painted as thin as a cicada's wing. It's a pity that in order to protect the murals, electronic products cannot be used, and Jiang Yang can't record it. I can only use a pen to write a few strokes on paper for the time being, and plan to come back to see it when I have the chance.

After leaving Fahai Temple, everyone had a meal and then separated. On the way back, the shadow of the tree fell on the car. Jiang Yang turned on the music and planned to play a song, and then saw "Farewell". His fingers stopped for a second and played this song.

When the music sounded, Li Qingning glanced at the screen: "Lao Zhang, don't say anything, look forward, don't look back."

"When Lao Wang said this, the background music was still looking back."

Jiang Yang said.

He was talking about "The Long Season".

Li Qingning looked at him: "Are you talking nonsense again?"

Jiang Yang smiled pitifully.

Li Qingning reached out and touched Jiang Yang's head, "Go ahead, I'm willing to listen. The old man also said that I would become a broken and old house in the future. Who is he looking down on? I am the big devil. Even if I am old, I am still the Water Moon Guanyin. Don't listen to him. Even if we have to break up, I will dump you..."

"That's right."

Jiang Yang was slow to react: "Huh?!"

Li Qingning: "By the way, set up a scientific research institution and cut your brains into slices, half for scientific research and half for shabu-shabu-"

Jiang Yang: "Li Qingning!!!"

"I'm kidding you."

Li Qingning: "Don't listen to the old man, look back, look back more, and think about the girls you liked before."

Jiang Yang: "No."

Li Qingning: "There's no one over there?"

Jiang Yang: "You will go to jail over there."

"Tsk."

Li Qingning didn't expect that she was breaking the law not because of tax evasion, "Thumbs up for myself."

She turned her head to look at Jiang Yang: "No wonder she is so naive-"

This female hooligan!

Jiang Yang told her to look forward, "I can't die, I still have many dreams."

Li Qingning: "For example?"

Jiang Yang: "Sleep a few more times with the big devil?"

Li Qingning: "A family of hooligans."

The car became quiet.

"...At the end of the world, at the corner of the earth, half of my friends are gone, a pot of muddy wine to end the remaining joy, don't dream of the cold tonight..."

Whether Li Yu's car is luxurious or not is another matter.

This sound system -

Thermal power is warmer, hydropower is colder, wind power is hazy, and Hawaii's solar energy is crisp, but it is not as transparent as nuclear power.

Jiang Yang suspected that the power supply of his car sound system came from nuclear power.

Under the setting sun -

The song echoed in the car.

It was so beautiful that Jiang Yang couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to record this setting sun, this song, this street, and this world.

"--Life is rare to be together, but there are many separations--"

Li Qingning hummed along.

Two voices echoed in the car, flowing and hitting the top of the head, making people cry.

After a while -

Li Qingning looked at the instrument: "It's time to refuel."

Jiang Yang: ...

Nuclear power can't be used.

But -

That's probably what it means. In short, it's transparent and nice to listen to.