Chapter 609 Peking Opera, Going upstream! (Second, ask for a monthly pass!)

  Chapter Sixty Six

  It is an old photo album with photos in it that may last for two centuries. In the shell of the bronzing red flannel, the plastic interlayer has been yellowing and aging along with the photos inside.

  As if it was too dark in the garage, the old man moved around and stood at the door.

  As the sunlight filled the album, those old and fuzzy photos seemed to have regained some brilliance.

  The grandson walked to the old man curiously and turned his attention to the photos.

   "Grandpa?"

  Following the grandson's soft cry, the trembling hand of the old man stopped on one page of the album, and he flicked out a four-inch black-and-white photo in the mezzanine.

   "Look, this is my permanent life! Is it stylish?"

  The photo has been damp, but it can be seen clearly; it is a bicycle with a black body and silver handles that occupies most of the photo. The bright "permanent" nameplate on the front of the car shone in the black and white photos that only belonged to the 1950s and 1960s. In front of the bicycle, a tall man in a workman's outfit stood there vigorously.

   His face was triumphant.

  The inquiry did not seem to be expected to reply.

  The old man's hands were covered with age spots, and he turned the album over the page.

"This was when your grandma was young. At that time, there were more than 600 unmarried employees in our factory. After your grandma entered the factory, she fell in love with me. At that time, your grandma was handsome, and there were many in the factory who didn't know how many catties she was. A few young men wanted to shove me, and I was so angry with me! I took out my salary for two years and asked someone to buy a permanent station. Damn, every day, I rode Da Yongjiu to the gate of the factory for a while, your grandma came back. When sitting in the seat, so many people have a bad look!"

   Stroking another old photo, the wrinkles on the old man's face stretched out.

  The album turned another page.

"Your grandma's family conditions were good at that time, and there was a little bourgeois posture. At that time, we didn't know what to do with him? At that time, I bought movie tickets when it was fashionable to watch movies. But with a female employee in your grandma's dormitory. Inquiry, saying that your grandma likes Peking Opera. I immediately gave the movie tickets to someone, and I asked someone to find a relationship to get two tickets for the Peking Opera.

  I have a low education and I didn't graduate from elementary school. I rely on the literacy class to learn Chinese. When you gave the ticket to your grandma, your grandma still ridiculed me, asking me how many types I don’t know can understand Peking opera?

  I was in a hurry at the time, who do you look down on? Isn't it the Peking Opera? Then who did not listen to a happy event earlier? Why don't you understand?

  I still remember, the first time I watched "Take the Tiger Mountain" with your grandma. It hit the Universiade that day and caught up with Li Zhonglin's field. After leaving the scene, your grandma asked me if I understood, and I directly gave her a period of writing about the Spring and Autumn with a passionate blood! At that time your grandma took it!

Hey there! Later, our factory held a literary and artistic party, and your grandma made a special costume of *** and sang with me on stage. That suit Hey, what about my suit? "

  While speaking, the old man seemed to have been stepped on his tail, and he squeezed the album into his grandson’s arms, and went crazy and threw himself into the pile of old clothes.

   "Where did it go? Can't you let your father throw it away as a rag?"

  Looking at the old man rummaging through the musty debris as if he was dead, the grandson turned on the flash of the phone.

   "Grandpa, here it is! It's in the box!"

  As the grandson took out the small wooden box, a set of military uniforms that had turned gray and a cotton cap inlaid with a five-pointed red star, the old man was greatly relieved.

"so far so good"

  Looking at the appearance of the old heirloom baby who was lost and recovered, Sun Tzu silently checked the words in the interview with Li Shixin on his mobile phone Weibo.

   tentatively, he walked up to the old man.

   "Grandpa, can you sing a paragraph now?"

   "Sing for a while?" Holding the old dusty clothes in his hand, the old man blinked. Immediately, his eyes showed longing.

   "Then just sing a **** thing!"

  Puff!

  The costumes that had been sealed in dust for decades were shaken off by the old man. In an instant, the dust that was laden with the years left the costume and danced in the bright sunshine.

  The costume has become moldy and moth-eaten, and the original army green has become a strange color of gray and yellow mottled. The military cap was originally a red five-pointed star, but it was also rusty.

  But when the old man put on the headgear that was absolutely unsuitable for summer wear, his waist which had been hanging for more than ten years straightened up!

   Seeing the sun, it seemed like a man who had traveled through time and space, ignoring the years, and his grandson stayed.

  He turned on the camera of the phone silently.

  The old man in the sun took a deep breath, trying hard to recall the memory that he hadn't used for a long time.

  As he tried hard to recall, the situation decades ago was reconstructed in his mind;

  In the factory area with tens of thousands of people, following the instigation of the master of ceremonies, he walked dumbly and poured lead-like legs onto the stage.

Before the red, green, blue and yellow characters of "Cultural Party", he cleared his throat.

   "Passing through the sea of ​​forests and across the snowy plains, the heroic man, Shu Hao sent his lofty ambitions to face the mountains!

  Wish the Red Flag, the five continents and the four seas, will move forward, even if it is the sea of ​​fire and the sword mountain.

  I can’t wait to make the snow melt into the spring water and usher in the spring~ Change the world! "

  Outside of the old man’s memories.

  Looking at the phone recording lens that lost the triviality, lost the grind, strange, amazing, the majestic grandfather, the grandson’s eyes were fogged.

  The unit is upstairs.

  Looking downstairs outside the window, at that moment, the father who traveled through time and space overlapped with his childhood memory, Old Cheng silently took out his cell phone.

   assigned to his eldest daughter.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Come back and clean up your things and get me out of this house! Let's go with your inner car in the future!"

  Ignoring the eldest daughter's panic on the other end of the phone, Lao Cheng slapped and threw the phone.

   opened the screen window.

   "Drink the celebration wine today, and swear endlessly when the aspirations are not paid. Tomorrow, I will show my talents and shed blood~ write, spring, autumn!"

  With the old man’s last note landing, Lao Cheng opened his voice!

   "Dad, sing well!"

  A shout of hello, resounding through the community.

   Disturbed by the loud shout, in the eyes of the neighbors who peeped out the window to peek, the grandson downstairs wiped his tears and ended the recording.

  Slightly processed the video that was just recorded, and uploaded it to his fighters.

   "@《伶》, my grandpa who shines in the old colors!"

  While grandson uploads the video, Weibo, Doushou, Bezzhan

  Many videos related to Peking opera like the Cheng family father have sprung up!

  Only a family of fighters, within two hours of the golden traffic period from 7 to 9 o'clock, the popularity of "Grandpa and Grandma and Peking Opera" reached the top 15 of the hot list!

  Countless people who eat melons watched the videos of old people and Peking opera that have been on the homepage, and they were confused.

  Why is Peking Opera suddenly the main theme tonight?

  Is it a fashion trend, has it changed?

  (End of this chapter)