Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

Chapter 817 Letter



Chapter 817 Letter

Chapter 817 Letter

This way——

Li Qingning and Chen Yun turned on the video and chatted with Li's mother.

After seeing the child, Li's mother told Chen Yun to take good rest and said, "We have to meet Jiang Yang's parents, so we can't go over."

The meeting between the parents of both parties was arranged long ago.

It’s just that because Li Qingning had to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, it was postponed to after the New Year.

"Um--"

Chen Yun agreed sweetly.

When she got married, Li's mother met Meng Zaixing's parents on behalf of her mother: "I can't go to pay New Year's greetings to you this year. Next year, I will bring my daughter with me, and then you can teach her to play the piano."

Jiang Yang:......

Damn it.

I started piano learning just one week ago.

He glanced at Meng Zaixing, but Meng Zaixing said nothing.

That's why he said he would ask Li's mother if he wanted his daughter to learn piano.

His wife has inherited the true teachings of Li's mother. If he lets his wife teach, the family will be in trouble. It would be ok if there is a devil named Li, but I'm afraid he doesn't have the talent and will become a street urchin.

Chen Yun also said: "Let Xiao Ning hurry up and have a baby, then we can have fun again like when we were little and learned to play the piano."

Li Qingning glared at her.

This woman is trying to put pressure on her again.

Mother Li smiled and said, "Xiaoyang is still young, there is no need to rush."

Chen Yun: ???

what's the situation? !

Has the teacher given up on raising a trumpet?

That’s not right!

Li's mother had always hoped that she would have someone to take over. This hope was originally placed on Li Qingning, but when Li Qingning died, the mantle was passed on to Chen Yun. However, this generation had already been established, but the next generation had not yet been settled, so Li's mother was very concerned about the next generation.

Why has your mind changed now?

Chen Yun's instigation failed, and Li's mother didn't agree with her wishes, which made her very depressed. Thinking carefully, Xiaoyang is still young? When did this grandson have such a high status in the teacher's heart? The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, and she even felt a little blocked in her milk.

then--

After chatting for a while, Li Qingning and Jiang Yang decided to leave because it was not convenient.

Li Qingning warned, "I won't be with you for the time being, Lao Meng, take good care of Sister Yun. If there is anything you can help with, please let us know in time."

"Row."

Meng Zaixing saw them out.

After saying goodbye to Meng Zaixing, Jiang Yang and Li Qingning got into the car amid the cheers of reporters, went home, and packed up their things.

in the afternoon.

Sister Chen drove and took Jiang Yang and Li Qingning to the high-speed rail station.

There are not many people at the high-speed rail station.

Li Qingning wore a mask, hat and sunglasses and carried a guitar on his back. Jiang Yang took the luggage, waved goodbye to Sister Chen, entered the station, and went to the business waiting area to wait for the train.

Li Qingning was reading a magazine.

Jiang Yang took out his exercise book and practiced sketching while looking at the waiting area. Sketching was originally used by painters to accumulate materials and cultivate and forge modeling abilities. But for Jiang Yang, sketching is still a tool for him to capture the momentary memory of the picture in his mind.

This also made him develop a bad habit of not making drafts, because sometimes some things, the more you think about them, the less true they become. This is probably why Jiang Yang wanted to draw what his parents looked like but could never do it. However, if he could quickly put the picture he thought of on paper and pen, those unexpected things would become clearer.

of course.

Jiang Yang still couldn't draw what his parents looked like.

He was painting seriously.

suddenly.

Li Qingning's cell phone rang.

It was her teacher calling.

Li Qingning answered the phone: "Hello, teacher - what?!"

Jiang Yang turned around.

Li Qingning happened to look at him: "Professor Zhang - died?"

I just found it at noon.

Li Qingning's teacher got up a little late in the morning and didn't see Professor Zhang, so he thought he had gone out for a walk. After all, after Professor Zhang became familiar with the barber, Jiang Yang helped him get along. He often went to the barber's stall early in the morning to play chess in the sun and talk about the new story of "The Three-Body Problem". But when Professor Zhang was not seen at noon, the teacher was worried. When the barber came to look for him, they finally realized something was wrong. When they opened the door, they found Professor Zhang lying on the bed, still asleep, but unable to wake up.

When the ambulance arrived, it went upstairs, entered the door, went downstairs, and left.

Li Qingning hurriedly called Sister Chen.

Sister Chen came back and took them directly to school.

The school leaders are already arranging the funeral arrangements.

Jiang Yang stood at the door: "How did Lao Zhang go?"

The barber shook his head: "I don't know."

But after ruling out homicide, it no longer matters how he went there.

Yes.

Life is not a detective novel.

There weren't so many murders and sensational stories, but for some reason, Jiang Yang asked, "What if he was murdered?"

The barber was stumped: "No, no way?"

Li Qingning hugged Jiang Yang from the side and leaned on his shoulder.

Jiang Yang: "I was joking."

The barber didn't quite understand why Jiang Yang was joking at this time. He was stunned and said, "Go in and take a look. They found a letter left for you by Lao Zhang at the bedside."

"mine?"

Jiang Yang walked in puzzled.

Professor Zhang lay in his bedroom with his eyes closed peacefully, allowing his colleagues and neighbors to walk around.

Li Qingning turned to look at Jiang Yang.

"I am fine."

Jiang Yang smiled at Li Qingning.

He's really fine.

we can even say--

He was the person in the world who was most indifferent to Professor Zhang's departure.

Although I am reluctant, I don’t feel regretful.

The only thing that makes me a little sad is perhaps that people make so little noise. In an inadvertent afternoon, in an inadvertent corner, by an inadvertent person, he just left with the whole world that used to be his home.

At this time.

Li Qingning's teacher came over.

She had a letter in her hand, "For Xiaoyang."

It was written long ago.

In the letter, Professor Zhang arranged his funeral arrangements.

The house belonged to the school, needless to say. The money left after the funeral, the musical instruments, sheet music, books and other things left by the old couple were all left to Jiang Yang and his wife, and they could donate them or keep them as they wished.

"——Jiang Yang, my son has always wanted to see the sea. I kept telling him that there was a chance, there was a chance——ha, I never saw the sea again...

Death is a strange thing.

Some people realize it and live harder and more persistently; some people realize the beauty of antonyms when it approaches; some people are deeply troubled by it. I thought you were the same, but sometimes when I look at you, I feel as if my son has returned.

One day, you told me the story of "The Sixth Sense".

I suddenly understood that you live in death, without passion, without dreams, hiding in the shadows like a ghost, trying to please others -

if.

My son's soul really came back, I will tell him, son, look forward, don't look back. You are still young, you still have many opportunities, you still have people who love you the most, you don't have to go to work, you don't have to cross a single-plank bridge, you don't have to worry about cars, houses, money, you have plenty of time, plenty of resources, and plenty of talent to squander. Lying down is the biggest insult to those who work overtime every day to survive...

——Either die or live well.

of course.

Even if you start a business...

——Remember when I said there is no perfect house in the world? Love is the same. At first, you will fall in love with everything about the new house and be intoxicated with every morning you own it, as if you are afraid that someone will suddenly rush in and point out that this is a mistake and you shouldn't live so well. But over the years, the house becomes old and you are familiar with all its flaws and flaws. You may have the idea of ​​leaving, but don't forget how you looked when you told an old man in winter that you missed home. Never let down the girl who made you colorful. When you get married, she is already your home.

—There is a moment in everyone’s life that determines who they will become, and if you don’t know that story, you don’t know that person…

......"

Lao Zhang wrote a very long letter.

It's about love, about life, about being a person, about dealing with things, and about safety.

He wished he could tell Jiang Yang all his life experiences on a few pieces of paper.

“…I’ve been talking too much.

The meaning of life is always lost and found unintentionally. Thank God for letting me meet you in the last stage of my life. Don't be sad. Forget it. You won't be sad either. Sometimes you are older than me. Then say goodbye. I am going to find my old partner and my son. Please take care of yourself.

PS: Remember to burn the complete collection of “The Three-Body Problem” for me.

goodbye! "

Jiang Yang flipped through the back.

No more words.

He flipped through the envelope again; it was empty.

Li Qingning: "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Yang: "Bank card or passbook, or password?"

Li Qingning patted him.

Jiang Yang stopped laughing.

He looked at the serene Old Zhang.

The school has set up a funeral committee, with the principal as a member. The funeral home and other places have been contacted quickly, and now we have to clean ourselves and dress ourselves.

Jiang Yang went to help.

The funeral home's car arrived quickly and took the body away, and Jiang Yang followed.

The funeral office arranged everything in an orderly manner. Some colleagues kept vigil, and Jiang Yang, as the heir to all the inheritance, was included in the arrangements without waiting for his say.

later.

Several of Professor Zhang's students also came over.

Li Qingning and Sister Chen went home to get some clothes. After Jiang Yang changed, he asked Li Qingning to go back and rest.

"No."

Li Qingning wanted to accompany Jiang Yang.

"obedient."

Jiang Yang still had a lot of things to ask Li Qingning to do, such as asking the science fiction magazine whether the current issue had been printed. If not, he wanted to get the manuscript back and add a paragraph after the serialization of "The Three-Body Problem" was completed.

Sister Chen was right next to her: "I'll go ask right away."

Jiang Yang then said to Li Qingning, "As for my parents, we have to postpone our parents' meeting. You have to worry about refunding the tickets and so on."

"Correct."

Li Qingning forgot to tell her parents.

She hurriedly called Li's father and mother.

Then--

Father and Mother Li planned to rush over overnight to visit Chen Yun. "Sister Qian has already bought tickets for them. The flight is at 8pm and will arrive at 11:30pm."

This time.

Li Qingning had to go back.

Jiang Yang asked her to go back and rest early because he had to pick someone up at the airport in the evening.

"Need not."

Li Qingning asked Sister Qian to pick it up.

She stayed here with Jiang Yang until about eight o'clock, and Jiang Yang watched her get into Sister Chen's car and go back. After Sister Chen's taillights disappeared around the corner, Jiang Yang went back, sat on a chair, took out a pen and paper and started drawing.

I do not know how long it has been.

A man walked up to Jiang Yang and looked at his paintings.

Jiang Yang looked up.

know.

They met at Professor Zhang's home not long ago.

We even had dinner together.

"Smoking?"

The student asked him.

Jiang Yang shook his head.

The student put away the cigarette box: "——Come to think of it, the teacher was almost telling us about your final arrangements last time, asking us to take care of you or something."

The student took a puff of his cigarette, and the tobacco made a slight crackling sound. "The old man is the same. How can we take care of the husband of the big devil?"

On the contrary, Jiang Yang——

If Li Yu could get some connections and resources, it would be enough for them to have enough food.

Jiang Yang said nothing.

The student didn't say anything else.

after awhile.

The student put out his cigarette and said, "If there is anything in the future, just let me know."

He went to find his junior.


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