"grandfather?"
Lin Yao opened her eyes wide and looked at Fang Yucheng in surprise, a little confused.
The main thing is that grandpa's expression now is full of anticipation and nervousness, which is quite different from his previous cold and serious look.
"H-Have you heard my song?"
Fang Yucheng coughed and nodded: "It's often shown on TV."
As he spoke, he pushed the notebook in his hand forward again.
"Oh, sorry, I'll sign it for you right away."
Lin Yao quickly took the notebook and pen and looked around. Fang Yucheng immediately stood up and pointed at his rattan chair and said, "Sit here."
"Thank you, Grandpa."
Lin Yao sat down, put the notebook on her lap, held the pen in her right hand, looked up and asked:
"Grandpa, how many do you want to sign?"
"Ahem..." Fang Yucheng thought for a moment, then lowered his head and counted on his fingers:
"Lao Zhang from next door, Zhou Erguai from the village entrance, Liu Li from Fenghuang Township, Li Wuer from Xindian Town, Niu Fo..."
After counting for a long time, Fang Yucheng said, "Just sign thirteen, oh no, fifteen."
"Oh, oh, okay."
Lin Yao blinked, lowered her head in confusion, then found it unbelievable and couldn't help asking:
"Are these all your friends, Grandpa? Do they all like to listen to my songs?"
Lin Yao found it a little too unbelievable. Most of her fans were young people. How could there be so many grandfather-level fans in such a remote place?
"We are from the Fenghuang Township Senior Art Troupe. I play the erhu, Zhou Erguai plays the flute, and Li Wuer plays the trumpet... Last year, we performed your song in the Five Villages and Ten Towns Senior Art Competition and won first place."
When talking about this, Fang Yucheng's face was full of pride and excitement. He seemed to be full of life and no longer had the lifeless feeling before.
"Wow, Grandpa, you can also play the erhu?"
Lin Yao exclaimed in surprise and asked curiously, "Which song of mine did you play?"
Fang Yucheng was a little proud. He turned around, took out a erhu from the cabinet, sat on the head of the bed next to him, and started playing it.
Lin Yao listened for a while and exclaimed in amazement, "Calories? You can play Calories with the erhu? Grandpa, you're amazing!"
"Hehehe."
Fang Yucheng smiled, and his hard facial muscles gradually softened.
"Grandpa, can you let me try?"
When it comes to things related to music, Lin Yao can't help but be eager to try.
"You can also play the erhu?"
Fang Yucheng asked in surprise.
"I learned a little bit in college, but I'm not very good. Please don't laugh at me, Grandpa."
Lin Yao took the erhu. She said something a little embarrassedly, sat up straight, placed the erhu on her legs, tested the pitch, and then began to play the tune that Fang Yucheng had just played.
The first few syllables were a bit choppy, but soon her performance became smooth, even more pleasant to the ear than Fang Yucheng's "original version".
"Okay, okay, haha!"
Fang Yucheng couldn't help but applaud and laughed happily.
The sound of the erhu and Fang Yucheng's laughter floated out of the room, echoed on the second floor, and then passed through the window to the first floor, reaching the ears of everyone in the old house at this time.
"Dad... is he laughing?"
Fang Guoqing and Fang Guoyou, who were sitting on the first floor chatting, looked at each other with incredible expressions.
In their impression, their father had not laughed for many years. They walked into the yard and looked towards the second-floor window.
That’s right, this hearty and cheerful laughter came from my father’s room. It was indeed the old man’s voice.
At the same time, there was the sound of erhu and another crisp laughter that sounded from time to time.
"Grandpa... is he laughing?"
Fang Shengnan, who was playing with the dog in the yard, also stopped torturing Wangcai and looked blankly at the second floor.
Fang Haoyu, Zhang Yan and Zeng Li, who were surrounding Hong Sanshi and others, also stopped talking and listened to Grandpa's laughter, which was also incredible.
"Mom, Grandpa laughed. Grandpa can actually laugh?!"
In a damp and old room on the first floor, Chen Zhilin, who was packing his things dejectedly, looked at his mother Fang Zhulian in shock.
"Isn't this tune... the one that burns calories?"
Fang Zhulian looked dazed and muttered:
"The old man is really angry. He knows Lin Yao. He sees that she is a star, so he lets Fang Guoqing and the others live on the second floor... Haha, what are the rules? They are all unreasonable."
"mom!"
Chen Zhilin pulled his mother.
"But Grandpa smiled. No one has ever made Grandpa so happy."
Fang Zhulian shook her head, fell to the side of the bed, and sneered:
"The old man has always thought that the three of us brothers and sisters are useless, so of course he can't smile at us. But now Fang Xiaole has found a big star girlfriend, so of course he has to smile, hum,
Old man, after all this talk, you're still just as snobbish and judge people by their appearance, haha..."
Chen Zhilin asked, "Mom, how long has Grandpa learned to play the erhu? How come I didn't know?"
Fang Zhulian was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "I don't know either."
Chen Zhilin was silent for a while, then suddenly said:
"Mom, it seems that except for the Spring Festival when we came back, we haven't called grandpa and grandma much."
Fang Zhulian turned to look at her son, opened her mouth, but no words came out.
"Dad, when did grandpa learn to play the erhu?"
At this time, Fang Haoyu in the yard was asking the same question.
Fang Guo was also stunned for a moment, but couldn't say anything.
Fang Guoqing lowered his head, feeling somewhat depressed. He patted Fang Guoyou on the shoulder and said, "Guoyou, would you like some more drinks?"
"Okay, brother, I'll drink with you again." Fang Guo nodded. The two brothers walked into the house, took the wine and glasses, poured themselves a glass, and drank in silence.
After each of them drank a few cups, Fang Guoqing raised his cup to his third brother:
"It's state-owned. It's my fault as the eldest brother. You guys have been working hard on the daily tasks for your parents."
Fang Guo had a face full of shame and shook his head repeatedly: "We are the same. We only come back for one day during the Spring Festival. Normally we just live our own lives. Even if my mother and father have something to do, they never bother us."
Both of them were silent, tilting their heads back and drinking the bitter wine in their cups.
"Grandpa, I see the erhu can be modified like this. I'll play another piece for you, okay?"
In the room on the second floor, Lin Yao's pretty face flushed, and she said to Fang Yucheng excitedly.
After playing "Calories" once, she got the hang of it.
"well!"
Fang Yucheng nodded repeatedly, like a child who had found a new toy.
Soon, the sound of the erhu sounded again, this time it was the melody of "Courage". This youthful and sunny love song played by the slightly hoarse and vicissitudes of life erhu surprisingly has a unique flavor.
Fang Yucheng's hearty laughter was mixed in, causing the Fang family members on the first floor and in the yard to look up at the second floor with increasingly complicated expressions.
At this time, Fang Xiaole was standing outside the door, and he could hear the conversation between Lin Yao and her grandfather inside.
He raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but put it back after a moment, looked at the door, and sighed softly.
"Thank you, honey."
"Grandpa, I'm sorry."
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