"Don't think about it too much. That family got their comeuppance. Your two granddaughters are back with you. Zizi is successful in her career now. You should be happy for her." Wang Haiwen was in the most frequent contact with Liu Daqiang and knew a lot of things.
Liu Daqiang wiped away his tears, smiled, and looked up.
"Yes, my daughter is amazing. Her songs are sought after by commanders of various military regions, and her film and television works are sold to CCTV or Hong Kong. She's much more successful than her father."
The people present were envious again. Who has a child as successful as Liu Zi? When God closes a door, He opens a bigger window.
Liu Zi leaned against the wall outside the door, tears welling in her eyes, her cheeks flushed, as she listened to Liu Daqiang's boasting about her.
Later, she couldn't stand it anymore and even brought up the fact that she bought him a car, a plane ticket, and a hotel.
Liu Zi quickly called over a waiter and asked her to go in and ask everyone if they wanted to order any main dishes.
Liu Zi came in after a while, and she greeted everyone with a bright smile, saying that she had come back to give everyone something.
His dad brought a suitcase full of gifts from Beijing, but he just forgot to put them down.
Liu Daqiang then suddenly remembered, and he shakily got up, preparing to go out and move the items in.
Liu Zi quickly helped the person up and told him that she had already asked the waiter to bring the boxes in, and there were several boxes stacked on the trolley outside the door.
"Daqiang, you've been spending a lot of money lately. We've been giving you gifts and drinks. You're not trying to rip us off, are you?"
"Go away, go away! If you don't want it, I won't give it to you. Do you think this thing is so easy to get? You can't get it even if you have money."
Liu Daqiang took a box, which was printed with "A Gift for the 50th Anniversary of the Founding of the People's Republic of China". Inside was a high-end thermos cup and a set of commemorative medals.
The items were obtained by Liu Zi from the organizing committee, since her company was also the one that submitted the song.
"Wow, that's impressive, this is great."
Everyone gathered around. Most of the people present were based in the Northwest, making it difficult for them to participate in the National Day celebrations.
"Your eldest niece got this for you, right?" Wang Haiwen said quietly, as he was one of the people who knew the situation quite well.
"It was my dad who thought of things for my uncles and aunts."
"Anyway, regardless of whether you're father or daughter, thank you, I really like it." Xu Qiang held the cup and looked at it over and over.
Although it wasn't a good time, after hearing from Liu Daqiang that they had other plans, Wang Haiwen called Liu Zi aside and talked about their plans.
"I heard you composed a new piece of music while you were with the special forces?"
"Yes, I even sang and played the guitar for everyone at the farewell party." Liu Zi nodded, confirming that it was true.
"What do you think about this piece being selected as a tribute to the National Day?" Wang Haiwen asked directly.
"Huh?" Liu Zi suddenly realized; she hadn't expected this.
"I haven't heard the music yet, but I've already received the lyrics, and they're excellent. Although it's a bit late now, I think I can submit it immediately." Wang Haiwen believes that good things come to those who appreciate them; as long as the work is good, there will be plenty of discerning people who appreciate it.
"That's fine, but in what form? We already have a symphony; we can't submit it again!"
"What about the chorus?" Wang Haiwen, having worked in the propaganda field for so many years, was still very perceptive.
Liu Zi thought about it and realized it was indeed quite suitable.
"That's what I think," Wang Haiwen said.
"What do you think about having our Northwest Military Region Choir and the Beijing Military Region Choir perform together?"
Liu Zi immediately understood Wang Haiwen's intention.
"Uncle Wang, you don't actually need to..."
Wang Haiwen waved his hand: "We're all brother units, we often cooperate, and Beijing is their headquarters, so it's easier to arrange a place for our people to train together. Why not?"
Liu Zi understood this principle, and of course she also knew the other party's deeper intentions.
"You don't need to worry about this. I'll contact their choir. I'll also tell the special forces to keep it a secret and not leak the song." Wang Haiwen had thought things through thoroughly.
"Let's see what the Beijing Military Region's attitude is first! If they're unwilling, the Northwest Military Region can submit an application separately." Liu Zi no longer objected and left the rest to Wang Haiwen.
"The song's copyright application hasn't been approved yet. I'll send you the lyrics, music, and demo tomorrow, and then I'll contact Director Yan of the organizing committee to see their attitude." Liu Zi was overjoyed that two of her songs were selected! Why would she object?
"Don't worry, we've already offered our services to the Beijing Military Region. If they don't agree, I'll contact the Northeast Military Region or the North China Military Region. They won't be ungrateful," Wang Haiwen said proudly.
"Okay, then I'll leave the rest to you, Uncle Wang." Liu Zi handed everything over to Wang Haiwen.
Wang Haiwen was also very pleased. Seeing that Liu Zi didn't have a wine glass, he immediately told the waiter to bring another one.
"Uncle Wang, I'm driving, I can't drink." Although there is no legislation yet, the idea of not drinking and driving has been deeply ingrained in Liu Zi's mind.
"Then let's have a cup of tea. We two, father and son, should have a toast."
"OK!"
In short, everyone enjoyed the grand gathering tonight.
As expected, Liu Daqiang was drunk.
Liu Zi saw the elders who had been drinking into taxis before driving her parents back to the hotel.
I asked the hotel for some honey so her mom could make some for her dad to drink, and to call her if he felt unwell during the night.
When Liu Zi returned to the house, it was already midnight, and the lights outside the window were much dimmer.
She has finally fulfilled another wish of her parents.
The next day, everyone except Liu Daqiang got up early.
Liu's mother stayed behind to take care of Liu Daqiang, while Liu Zi took Aunt Zhang and the two children out for breakfast.
"Why is there an old city wall here too?" Aunt Zhang asked curiously.
"Anshi was once the capital of thirteen dynasties, and its history and culture are no less than those of Beijing," Liu Zi briefly introduced.
"Oh, so the Yellow Emperor lived here too!" Aunt Zhang had her own understanding, and what she said made a lot of sense; that's exactly how it was.
"Auntie, what would you like to eat? There are breakfast stalls all around here."
"I've heard that the noodles here are delicious, let's eat noodles!" Aunt Zhang had also heard from the neighborhood that one of her neighbors was from this area near Anshi.
"Okay, let's go get some noodles then."
Liu Zi ordered some noodles with sour sauce for Aunt Zhang, as Aunt Zhang loves sour food and should like it; she also gave Lingzi and Qiqi a small bowl of knife-cut noodles each; and Liu Zi herself ordered some oil-splashed noodles.
We also ordered a few beef pancakes and some pickled vegetables.
The two children couldn't take their eyes off the noodle maker; his movements were truly impressive.
The noodle maker over there was also very skilled at pulling noodles. In short, the two little heads kept looking left and right, which made Liu Zi and Aunt Zhang laugh.
It has to be said that if a shop can be opened in a residential area and still be so popular, the food must be delicious.
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