Counterattack 1988

Chapter 227 The Wedding in Dream 【Ask for Monthly Pass】

After get off work in the afternoon, Wang Lin sent Li Wenxiu's three daughters off work, and when he arrived downstairs at his own house, he took out an oiled paper bag.

"Brother, what is this holding?" Wang Lin smelled a strong fragrance and couldn't help asking.

"Sister, this is a good thing! Roasted sweet potatoes!"

"Roasted sweet potatoes? Where did they come from?"

"Sweet potatoes from the countryside. I told Director Liu to bake them for me. They have a big stove and a charcoal stove in the cafeteria! They are very good."

"Oh my god, I want to eat it!" Zhou Congee exclaimed, "I love this flavor the most! Give me one now."

As she said that, she came over to snatch the roasted sweet potato from Wang Lin's hand without any explanation.

"I'll eat it for you, be careful not to burn it." Wang Lin opened the oiled paper, and there were a few baked sweet potatoes that were golden and juicy.

Zhou Congee took one, held it in both hands, salivating, and didn't care about the heat, kept changing hands to hold it, tearing the skin and biting it.

This roasted sweet potato is well baked, the skin is crispy, and it can be opened as soon as you tear it off. The inside is a layer of golden juice, full of fragrance.

"I'm so hungry for Zhou Congee, is it so delicious?" Wang Lin giggled, "Brother, give me one."

Wang Lin gave her one.

Li Wenxiu also took one, and a few people stood in the cold wind, peeling the roasted sweet potatoes, eating them with great joy.

"Oh my god, this is really delicious!" Wang Lin took a bite and said with a smile, "I've eaten it before, and it's dry and dry, it's not delicious! Why is it so sweet today?"

Wang Lindao: "Sweet potatoes are also divided into varieties, and the skill of roasting is high or low. The juice must be roasted to taste, otherwise it will be dry and shriveled."

When she went upstairs, Zhou Porridge had already finished eating, she looked at Wang Lin's hand, and there was only one left, so she was embarrassed to ask for more.

Wang Lin returned home with a roasted sweet potato in his hand, and gave half of it to Li Wenjuan.

Li Wenjuan stared and said, "Just half? I want two!"

Wang Lindao: "Sister Lin and Zhou Porridge each ate one. I'll leave the half for you!"

Li Wenjuan was helpless.

Sun Xiaodie and her two fellow villagers came and were helping with the cooking. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Isn't it just a roasted sweet potato? We eat it every year at home, and we're tired of eating it. I don't even have an appetite when I see sweet potatoes." Already!"

Li Wenjuan said: "What do you know! Rare things are valuable. We usually eat very little, so it's rare to see this thing!"

Wang Lindao: "That's the reason. If you really want to eat it every day, you will definitely get tired after eating it for three days."

Li Wenxiu said: "Don't say it's roasted sweet potatoes, it's bird's nest with rock sugar. After I eat too much, I feel like this."

Li Wenjuan said: "Sister, you are tired of eating, can you give me some food?"

Li Wenxiu smiled and said, "We'll talk about it when you're pregnant, I'll save some for you! This stuff has been preserved."

"..."

Both Ma Chunhua and Liu Ying came to the city for the first time. When they looked at any furniture or electrical appliance, they found it interesting and fresh, but they did not dare to move or talk nonsense. They only move quickly when they are doing things.

Li Wenjuan had no more novels to read, so she started looking for videotapes everywhere. She dug out a copy of "Police Story" and put it in the VCR to watch.

Ma Chunhua and Liu Ying watched such a large-sized color TV for the first time, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Li Wenxiu said to Wang Lin: "These two little girls are too shabby, aren't they? Wearing patched clothes in the city, how disrespectful is it?"

Wang Lindao: "I have asked them, this is already their most decent clothes."

"Ah? So poor?" Li Wenxiu felt pity, and said, "Shall I dig out the clothes I don't want and give them to wear? I don't know if they will dislike it or not?"

Wang Lindao: "How can they have the right to dislike them? Give them the two unwanted quilts at home too! I've seen the quilts they brought, it's no wonder they don't get sick at night, they are thin and hard."

Li Wenxiu said: "No wonder they are willing to come out to work even if it's almost Chinese New Year. If my family were in this situation, I would have come out to make money a long time ago."

Wang Lin pondered and said: "You are tall, your clothes may not be suitable for them, and you have to change them, which is also troublesome. You can go to Zhou Congee. Her clothes, especially her sister's clothes, are smaller than yours. One size, and I'm afraid they have more old clothes, which are more suitable for Ma Chunhua and Liu Ying."

"You are familiar with the Zhou family, if you want to talk about it, you can talk about it." Li Wenxiu said, "I won't go!"

"Okay, then I'll wait."

After dinner, Wang Lin came to Zhou Jun's house.

Standing outside the door, you can also hear the pleasant sound of the piano.

Entering the house, I saw Zhou Porridge sitting on the piano table, playing.

Wang Lin asked: "Brother, have you eaten?"

Wang Lindao: "Sister, I have eaten. Do you have any old clothes that you don't want? I will wear them for the two girls Ma Chunhua and Liu Ying. They just came from the countryside and they are wearing patched clothes. They are too shabby. , also cold!"

Wang Lin said: "I don't have many clothes, how can I have some old clothes that I don't want?"

She pointed to Zhou Congee who was playing the piano: "She has a lot."

Zhou Porridge heard it too, and said, "Take mine, I have a lot of things I don't want."

Wang Lin followed Zhou Porridge to her room.

It is true that Zhou Porridge has a lot of old clothes. Many of them are hot-headed when they buy them. They try them on and they look good, so they buy them.

Or is her money spent like running water?

Other people's clothes have to be worn for several years, and she adds a lot of new clothes every year.

Zhou Porridge dug out some old clothes, packed them in bags, and handed them to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin carefully took out his pockets one by one, fearing that she might leave something in the clothes, and then folded them one by one.

Zhou Congee smiled and said, "You are more careful than me!"

Wang Lin chuckled, "Thank you for your donation!"

Zhou Congee said: "It's okay, anyway, the old ones won't go, and the new ones won't come. You took my old clothes, and you have to give me some new ones back."

"You really know how to calculate!" Wang Lin said.

"Would you like to give me clothes?"

"Yes! You can go to my store another day. You can choose whatever you want, and I will pay for it!"

"It's almost there!"

Wang Lin thought about Hu Ling buying clothes, so he changed his mind and said, "No."

"Why doesn't it work again?"

Wang Lin told about Li Wenxiu making a big fuss when Hu Ling bought clothes.

"Is she so powerful? Even her own sister-in-law, is she so petty?"

"It's true." Wang Lin said seriously, "I scolded Li Wenjuan to tears that day! So, I'll give you the money, and you can buy it yourself!"

"Forget it, I still have the money you gave me last time! I'll buy it myself! Are you proud of having such a good wife?"

"Hehe, I have a hard time, you don't even know what's going on between me and her!"

"Tell me, what's the matter between you and her?"

"I'll talk about it later when I have a chance, so go play the piano and listen."

"Yeah." Seeing Wang Lin walking back and forth outside the door, Zhou Porridge knew it was inconvenient to talk about things, so he came out and continued playing the piano.

Zhou Jun took out the bottle of leftover wine that Wang Lin brought last time, and drank and chatted with Wang Lin.

"Born from the same parents, why is there such a big difference? I can't learn a musical instrument, no matter what kind of musical instrument it is, I find it very difficult to learn, but my sister can learn it immediately! Are you angry? Angry?" Zhou Jun grabbed a peanut with his hand and threw it into his mouth.

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Talking about talent! If you want me to learn it, I can't learn it. These keys are either black or white, they all look the same, why are the sounds they play different?"

Wang Lindao: "In fact, the principles of musical instruments are similar. There are no more than three types. One is percussion music, which can produce sound when you strike it. This principle is well understood. The second is wind music. The airflow causes the air column in the tube to vibrate and produce sound. It is this principle that you can blow a sound even with a leaf. The three are stringed instruments, which vibrate the tensioned strings to produce sound. The piano is a stringed instrument, and the piano body is equipped with soundboards and many strings that are stretched side by side. The strings, which we cannot see, press the keys on them, and the hammers inside the piano will strike the strings to make a sound."

"Yo, you understand it quite well!" Zhou Porridge tutted twice, "Come on, come here, play a few times and listen."

Wang Lin said with a smile: "I won't be the one to fight the hatchet, will I?"

Zhou Porridge lost to him last night, still unconvinced, thinking that you must admit defeat in public today, and then said: "Do you understand the meaning of playing with an ax in the class? You must first know how to show off in front of Lu Ban's door!" Do you know how to play the piano? Do you think you can play the Gu Wenzheng, and you can play the piano? If you have the ability, play a song!"

Wang Lin could see that she was proud and arrogant, she was unwilling to admit defeat, and wanted to subdue her, so he said, "What if I win again?"

Zhou Congee said: "You can still win? I don't believe it! If you really want to win again, you can do whatever you want!"

Wang Lindao: "If I win, you can call me Master!"

"Do you still want to be my master?" Zhou Porridge said, "I don't know how to learn, so I can be a teacher! Let's play it first! Let's talk about the tune after playing it."

Wang Lindao: "Then I'm making a fool of myself?"

"If you have ugliness, donate it. It's not the first time for you!" Zhou Porridge pushed him lightly, then pressed his shoulders, and let him sit down.

Wang Lin adjusted his breathing and brewed his emotions.

After Xiao Bailing bought the piano, he often went to practice his hands when he was free.

Musical instruments are just his hobby, and he has never taken it seriously as a profession to study and develop.

Because of certain things, once you do it as a profession, you lose the initial fun.

"Hey, Wang Lin really knows how to play the piano?" Zhou Jun got up in surprise and walked over to watch.

Wang Lin also put down her work and walked over: "Brother, since when have you learned the piano? Don't make a fool of yourself! Let Zhou Porridge play!"

Zhou Congee said: "Don't! Let him play! If he can't play the tune today, I will let him, let him bake a hundred sweet potatoes!"

Wang Lin chuckled: "Okay! I'm starting!"

He sat upright, put his hands on the black and white keys, and began to play the piano.

The sound of the piano is as clear as running water, so natural and beautiful!
This song gives people a positive, light and cheerful feeling, like a man holding the hand of his beloved woman, running and playing on the green grass!There are children playing around, there are bands playing, blue sky and white clouds, green water and green mountains...

The combination of fast and slow, fresh and natural, intoxicating, brings people into a beautiful dream!

"Ah!" Zhou Jun said in shock, "Wang Lin, I didn't realize that you can play the piano well? What kind of song is this? I seem to have seen a luxurious and grand wedding!"

Wang Lin was also shocked: "Yeah, I also saw the wedding! And it's so beautiful! After listening to it, I feel happy! It's like being a bride again! I'm so touched !"

Wang Lin smiled slightly: "This song is called "Dream Wedding". It is dedicated to the lovely and beautiful Miss Zhou Congee."

Zhou Porridge covered his face with his hands, and an incredible light shone from his bright eyes!
The song just now was really written by Wang Lin!
It’s too shocking!

Now she finally understands what kind of treasured man she missed!
In fact, Wang Lin's technique can only be regarded as amateur.

However, people's expectations are different.

If his identity is that of a pianist, then if he plays like this, no one will praise him, and some people will even boo him, thinking that a pianist who plays like this is mediocre.

However, in the eyes of the people present, his personality has always been a person who has nothing to do with music, so when he plays the piano music, even if it is not that perfect, it can still shock people's hearts!

This is like, a first-rate swordsman, defeating a second-rate swordsman is not a skill.

However, if a fledgling boy beat the old master to death with his fists, that would be a shock!

"Wang Lin! You are really amazing! I can't describe you in words!" Zhou Congee couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, "How can you be so outstanding?"

Wang Lin stood up and said, "I'm showing my ugliness. In fact, I know that my playing is very average."

If it wasn't for the presence of his brother and sister-in-law, how much Zhou Porridge would have jumped into his arms, hugging the man he once loved!

If the previous love came so suddenly and was just a game of love and desire, then from now on, Zhou Porridge developed a completely different love for Wang Lin!

This is a love that is felt from the depths of the soul!

The man in front of her has not only grown into the appearance she likes, but also has the soul she longs for!
Xu Zhimo once wrote such a passage: "I will search for my only soul mate in the vast sea of ​​people. If I get it, I am lucky; if I don't, it is my fate."

This passage has infected countless young people who love in search of their soul mates.

Zhou Porridge felt that Wang Lin was her soul mate!
However, she couldn't get it because of her love.

Listening to the most beautiful song in the world, Zhou Congee has the saddest feeling in the world!
Wang Lin won, but he didn't say anything else. The loser asked what to say, because he didn't want to win, but just to conquer Zhou Porridge.

Even if he is abandoned by Zhou Porridge in the waste of love, he must let her understand that what you abandoned was not rubbish, but a bright pearl.

From Zhou Porridge's eyes, he understood the remorse and sadness in her heart.

that's enough.

Wang Lin's pager rang.

He has been busy all day today and hasn't been to Little Braun yet.

Shen Xue missed her, and was calling him through radio waves!

Wang Lin looked at the pager and said with a smile, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Sis, please help me deliver this bag of clothes to me. Goodbye!"

Zhou Porridge watched his figure leave the room, and her soul was also emptied and taken away!

She sat down in pain and played a tragic song "Fate"!
(End of this chapter)