National Tide 1980.

Chapter 632 Cheers to the past

"Okay, I've been talking about gossip for a long time, let's continue talking about this east room."

Realizing that he had made a big circle, Kang Shuode immediately changed the topic back.

"These three rooms are where Mr. Song entertains guests. Mr. Song's behavior and style of behavior are actually similar to those of the Ma family. He is restrained and doesn't like to show off, so the decoration of the East Wing is also unobtrusive."

"For example, in the Ming Room of the East Wing, there are no famous calligraphy and paintings at all, and the hangings are all written by Mr. Song. I still remember that there is a pair of meticulous peonies hanging in the middle, which is taken from the name of the poem "Butterfly Love Flower". There is also a couplet on both sides. , Unfortunately, I only remember the second couplet is "Why is the room elegant, the fragrance of flowers is not so much", but I can't remember the first couplet."

"Mr. Song's calligraphy is lean and unrestrained, and his paintings are elegant and meticulous. It is quite similar to the style of Wang Sun painter Pu Xinyu. Looking at Mr. Song's calligraphy and painting is a kind of enjoyment, which is more beautiful than drinking chicken soup. In my opinion , His paintings and calligraphy will be sent to Liulichang, I am afraid that he can support his family by hanging pens and earning money."

"It's the same with the furniture. Mr. Song is not like other people who deliberately filled the main room with antique hardwood furniture to create a rich and noble atmosphere. He only put three leather sofas and a wooden tea table in front of the east room. Just want to treat guests comfortably.”

"But the chatterbox, Mr. Song bought the earliest and the best ones. They are all American products imported by foreign companies. The radio that can listen to the radio station, Mr. Song put it in the east room of the main house is for the convenience of understanding the outside world. Situation. Mr. Song put the phonograph with big speakers in the open room of the East Wing, because almost everyone in those days was fond of Peking Opera and could not do without this kind of entertainment.

"Mr. Song can also sing Mei Pai Tsing Yi himself. He has a generous and good voice, but he can't do it physically. Once he sang "Visiting the Mother and Sitting in the Palace", he even knocked the child down. So he laughed at himself as a 'radio red', meaning It was because he could only sing in private and could not be on stage. However, he could play the huqin very well. Not only was his piano skills good enough for formal occasions, he even attracted Mei Lanfang's attention.

"There was a church meeting held by the Ma family. Mr. Song made an impromptu rescue and replaced a luthier who had played several plays in a row and had a slight wrist injury. When he came on stage, it happened that Mei Lanfang, who had arrived late, was just sitting on the stage. Exit. At that time, Mei Lanfang was looking for a violinist for his second aunt. Hearing Mr. Song's violin skills, he couldn't help but wait for the invitation from the audience. It turned out to be a joke. After some conversation, he realized that Mr. Song was just Playing tickets, I have a lot of property. So I have to apologize."

"However, Mr. Song's favorite opera is Mei Lanfang. Mr. Song bought a lot of Beijing opera records, hundreds of them at least. As long as he sees Mei Lanfang's records, he will buy them. If you want to buy Peking Opera drums, then It is also because Wang Shaoqing accompanied Mei Lanfang, and there are elements borrowed from Jingyun Dagu in the anti-erhuang coloratura. So Mr. Song also played the piano with the Dagu record."

"Conversely, Mr. Song didn't own any of the records released by the Puppet Manchukuo's record company in Changchun. One is because of national hatred and family hatred. The Japanese abducted Puyi to be a puppet and wanted to split our country. Don't say Mr. Song Angry, even many actors with integrity are unwilling to record. Second, the quality of Changchun Guan's records is also extremely poor. After listening to it twice, it will be damaged and lose its magnetism. That broken thing is worse than the cheap ones sold at tiger stalls. where."

"Ah, of course, since it's a low-key luxury, it's not like there are no treasures in the east wing. Mr. Song can write and draw, and the second room to the north is both a study and a studio. The place next to the window is the A large red sandalwood painting table. There is a hardwood double chair on the east side of the painting table. On this red sandalwood painting table, Mr. Song has painted one hundred and eight generals of the Water Margin. He taught me and his two children to paint. And the price of this painting table may scare you, it was equivalent to the price of sixteen best houses at that time."

"In this room in the south, there is a big Eight Immortals table, which is also made of rosewood. It is also inlaid with mother-of-pearl, which is extremely exquisite. It is equivalent to another eight rooms. These two pieces of wood add up to 24 rooms. Each room is worth 2. Dayang, this is almost 20 yuan. This is still the price in the [-]s."

"Later, in 1946, because these two things were really difficult to take away, Mr. Song had no choice but to part with Zhang Boju. He exchanged a piece of Tang Yin's "Autumn Wind Seeking Hidden Picture" and a piece of "Shuiyue Guanyin". Later, Zhang Boju He donated this large painting table and the Eight Immortals table to the Forbidden City, and now the two tables are on display in the Forbidden City, one is called "Ming-Red Sandalwood Flat Head Table", and the other is "Early Qing Dynasty-Red Sandalwood Inlaid Shell Eight Immortals Table".

After Kang Shude finished speaking, Mr. Song's temperament and demeanor were established in Ning Weimin's heart.

The image of a businessman who is humorous by nature, has many hobbies, is knowledgeable, talented, has integrity, is flexible in handling things, and acts freely and neatly, seems to be standing in front of Ning Weimin alive.

It made him feel closer and more admirable to Mr. Song.

"Old man, I have to say, your life is bitter. But you are really lucky to meet such a noble person as Mr. Song!"

"The past was so chaotic. Ordinary people, fleeing famine and fleeing to the capital, the probability of surviving is not high! It is very likely that they will fall down and die on the street!"

"That's you. Not only did you survive, but you were also brought to such a good place by Mr. Song. After learning all the skills, you became the owner of this place in the end. This is simply a role model for counterattack! Your experience is so inspiring Already!"

"I really want to meet this Mr. Song, but unfortunately I don't even have a picture. Speaking of which, I have to thank him. Because if he hadn't made you, you wouldn't have taught me. Would you?"

And his words made Kang Shude remember the past more and more, the old man heaved a long sigh.

"Achievement? You are right. But I want to say, what Mr. Song gave me is far more than simple prospects and abilities. He gave me too much! He gave me a home! A decent home!"

"Mr. Song is gentle by nature, and he is not in a hurry or annoyed when things happen. But he is extremely serious about learning. In the past, he taught me how to read and count. If I made a mistake, he would punish me with a ruler. But I learned well. He will be very happy if he learns quickly. It is because I am diligent and studious, and I don’t like to talk too much, that I got into his eyes.”

"When I was 13 years old, I had studied with Mr. Song for almost two years. I was considered a little talented. I finished the elementary school courses in a hurry. In order to test my knowledge, Mr. Song specially found the entrance examination papers of Yuying Middle School for me to make. , I got almost full marks in the exam. He was very happy. The next day, he gave me a square cupronickel ink cartridge with four big green official script characters engraved with 'excellent grades' on it."

"Also, when I was 14 years old, I went to school for Mr. He Song's son Xingyuan. Mr. Song's Japanese wife specially made silver chopsticks and spoons. This made their daughter Chunzi very envious and crying. Being a mother I felt sorry for my daughter, so I discussed with Mr. Song and wanted to make up for my daughter. Not only did Mr. Song agree, but he even decided to give me a share too."

"Mr. Song said that I was his disciple, and I was helpless, so I should be regarded by my family. In this way, I enjoy the same treatment as Mr. Song's two children. Our chopsticks are marked with "1, 2, 3" as the mark, and our respective names are also on the handle of the spoon, that is, marked with 'star, spring, and virtue'..."

"His Japanese wife is also very kind to me. Every New Year and March when the cherry blossoms are in bloom, she will make a lot of cherry blossom-shaped pastries for me and her children to share. One winter I was sick, Japan My wife also specially made Japanese Hoto for me, saying that in her hometown, children can eat this to get better quickly when they are sick. It is so hot, it tastes like hot pot soup! After drinking it, I sweat all over...

"Wei Min, do you know? My favorite is summer. Because when summer comes, everyone will enjoy the shade in the courtyard at dusk. Master Lan loves to tell ancient stories. Mr. Song also loves to tell stories. You can tell me one of them, I will talk about one. I can often talk about it until midnight. I often get dissuaded by the Japanese wife, saying that I will talk about it tomorrow. Then I go back to my room and sleep. Later, we were even dubbed "" by the Jiang family who rented next door. The name of the wicked radio station "..."

"There is another year of Liqiu, and Mr. Song's and I's two children were both fooled by our nanny Tian Ma. She insisted that she had seen leaves turning over in Liqiu, and told us, 'At Liqiu, brush it, and the whole The leaves of every tree turned over. It was the beginning of autumn at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and there was less than an hour. I was waiting for this spectacle together with Xingyuan and Chunzi. Until four or five in the afternoon, except Where the wind blows, the leaves move slightly, there is no difference from usual..."

"By the way, Mr. Song and his wife are food experts. Mr. Song is good at cooking yellow croakers, and his wife likes making sukiyaki. Their children can also cook. Chunzi is only a few years old, and he can even grab a handful of radishes." And cucumber diced, let's have a 'shoot red and green'..."

Kang Shude talked on and on, although the more he talked, the more logical and scattered, his eyes were blurred and dazed.

But in his mouth, the bits and pieces of the old life in the past are all clearly revived.

How could Ning Weimin not understand the old man's mood.

Life is like a dream, the bustling things are scattered, and people grow old.

Who knows the ups and downs, the past and the present.

The old man has held back for too long, he is reuniting with old people and toasting the past by recalling the past.

(End of this chapter)