Qin Wenju was a little puzzled after receiving the call: "Didn't I mention the band to you?"
When did you mention anything about the band?
"Impossible! I'm sure I told you about something this important, you just didn't remember."
That's what's so awful about women; they accuse others of wrongdoing even though they didn't say anything.
Seeing that I'm so preoccupied with foreign things, there's no room left for serious matters.
“There’s a band called Red Cliff in Yahe. I’ve already contacted them. If you have time in the next couple of days, come over and take a look, and teach them a few things!”
Yahe has his own band now?
This surprised Liang Liang.
In his memory, there was no such band in Yahe in his previous life, although he had seen two folk bands.
Perhaps there is something he might not know.
"Then you should find a way to inform them, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow... Our village doesn't even have a public telephone, so it won't do any good if you page me then. Let's not talk about tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, let's just say the day after tomorrow! I'll come to the city at nine o'clock the day after tomorrow to see what they're capable of."
"Okay! It's settled then."
"I want to buy a TV set. Can you send a car to help me bring it home?"
"Ah! You're in the county town now?"
"Yes! I'm at the post office. Next, I'm going to the joint-venture home appliance group to buy a TV."
“I was wondering where you paged me from when there were no phones in your village? I’m going to the joint venture right away.”
After hanging up the phone, Liang Liang went to the joint venture company and selected a television set in the home appliance section.
This year, the most popular item in the Yahe area is a television set from Qingdao.
Liang Liang spent 2,700 yuan to buy a 21-inch Changhong computer.
The television set was purchased, and Qin Wenju arrived, panting.
It took a lot of effort to fit the TV into the car.
"Have you missed me?" As the car left the city of Yahe, Qin Wenju blurted out this question like a young girl.
“Look! Don’t think about useless things while driving. Why are you acting like a slut?”
Qin Wenju chuckled inwardly but feigned anger on her face: "Don't you dare insult my character like that."
"Give me a break! She's a slut in bed, the kind that sways around."
Qin Wenju chuckled: "You make it sound like you're on a swing! Hey! Installing a swing on the bed would be a really fun thing."
Install a swing on the bed, and while swinging, you do...
That's so creative!
That's a good idea. We should have Qin Wenju make a bed like that, and then we can test it out...
This woman has a magical power; just one sentence from her has given me so many fantasies.
This is not good. It's fine to have mutual needs when you're together, but it would be a loss if she used her mind to control you.
"Tell me about the Red Cliff Band! How did you discover them?"
"It was around early September when Bangchui Island Beer held a promotional event in Yahe. This band participated in the event, and that's how I learned about them. I went and asked for their contact information."
Beer promotions are usually held during the hottest days of summer, so why are they holding one in September?
"How's your skill level?"
"I don't know much about this. I'm definitely not as good as your band, nor as good as Night Walk, Black Island, or Sea Waves. I don't have you guys as a reference, but it sounds okay."
What do you mean by "it sounds okay"?
When will you contact them?
"I'll deliver your things to your home. I'll contact you when I get back. Will you provide lunch?"
What?! Lunch is provided?
Qin Wenju rolled her eyes at Liang Liang, both amused and annoyed: "Look at your small nose and eyes, you little stingy!"
"You're the big boss, you can't possibly eat the food we serve at home, you should come back and eat your own food!"
"That makes me sound like I'm not human. My family was from the countryside many years ago."
"Let's not dwell on the past, turn left! You were here yesterday and you've already forgotten?"
"I've been busy talking to you, haven't I!"
When the car arrived at Gaobao Township, it was around 10:30. The market had not yet closed, so Liang Liang asked Qin Wenju to stop the car.
"What are you doing?"
"Since you're having lunch at my house, I have to buy some groceries and stuff."
Qin Wenju smiled, a bright and cheerful smile: "I was just saying. What's the point of eating? I'll just send it over and then go back."
Is this statement true or false?
"Of course it's true!"
"Then I won't make any arrangements. Don't let them come up with some weird idea that they won't even provide a meal at my house. I won't take the blame for that."
"Don't worry, my little sweetheart."
Qin Wenju did not have lunch at Liang Liang's house as expected.
After arriving at Liang Liang's house and unloading the television, Qin Wenju drove back to Yahe.
With the new color television, the old black and white television was moved to the room where Liang Liang and Liang Feng lived, specifically for Liang Feng to play video games on.
The signal isn't very good, though.
Liang Liang then set up a simple antenna outside.
This time it's okay.
As soon as Liang Feng saw that he had his own TV, he immediately hid in his room to play games and didn't even eat lunch.
Xu Mei is really quick on her feet; she ran over before Liang Liang even put down his rice bowl.
Liang Liang rolled her eyes at her, and she made a face.
"My uncles want you to play the piano at their little shop, and she also wants to hear you sing!"
Let's go to the small shop then.
After putting down his chopsticks, Liang Liang stretched and took the violin case off the wall, slinging it over his shoulder.
Xu Mei and Liang Qiuqiu followed Liang Liang around like two wagging dogs, their hearts brimming with joy.
Because they had just finished eating, there weren't many people in the small shop, only three or four.
This makes it easier for Liang Liang to choose a better location.
The shop owner was Xu Mei's uncle, a man in his early thirties, who helped Liang Liang plug in the guitar.
Liang Liang took out his guitar and casually strummed a string, and Xu Mei and Liang Qiuqiu clapped enthusiastically.
"Look at you two, so pathetic! I haven't even started playing yet, what are you clapping for? Don't your hands hurt?"
Liang Liang began tuning the instrument.
He rarely used this violin after his first trip to Hong Kong.
Just as Liang Liang finished tuning the strings, five or six more people came into the shop.
"What songs do you want to hear? I'll sing whatever you say, but no more than five songs."
Xu Mei looked after her uncles.
"Let me sing first, 'Do I really have nothing?'"
Xu Mei's aunt still had urine in her belly, so the fact that she could pick out such a song still impressed Liang Liang.
This is a song from 1990, but unfortunately he's not very familiar with the guitar tabs for it.
Liang Liang hesitated over which chords to choose to sing this song.
"Brother Liang! Didn't you say you wrote a lot of songs? Why don't you sing your own songs?" Seeing Liang Liang hesitate, Xu Mei quickly rejected her aunt's suggestion and offered her own.
This little girl is amazing; she can already read people's minds. She has the talent to be a fairy.
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