the longest dream

Chapter 44

"Dear audience friends, dear audience friends, everyone, happy Chinese New Year!"

"The annual Spring Festival is here again. At this moment of family reunion, we are happy to dedicate the [-] Spring Festival Gala to everyone!"

In Sun Mantang's house, the main room was full of more than [-] people, watching the Spring Festival Gala on the [-]-inch color TV brought back from upstairs.

Sun Haijiang brought back his girlfriend, and Sun Haijun and Sun Haitao also brought back girls.

Regardless of the reality of the world or the gratification of the two, in short, the grandson of the Sun family bought two buildings in the county town for the two uncles that officials could afford to live in. After the news spread and many relatives and old neighbors witnessed the luxury of the house, The unmarried grandsons of the Sun family instantly became sought-after.

Originally, Sun Haijun and Sun Haitao were implicated by their parents, so they could not enjoy this "benefit".

But the two of them could talk and brag, and separated them from their parents outside. In order to prove that they were not rejected by Zhang Qing's family, they even brought their friends home to show courteousness and jokes in front of Zhang Guozhong and Sun Yuehe. Zhang Guozhong and Sun Yuehe also The two cannot be separated, and there is nothing the two children could not do in the first place.

Just like that, the two also got girlfriends. They just met for three days, and they brought them home for the New Year...

Zhang Qing secretly sighed, with this speed, why worry that the countryside cannot be revitalized.

Sun Haijiang, Sun Haijun, and Sun Haitao were sitting with Sun Haiyan, Sun Haixia, and Zhang Lan, but their eyes were fixed on the handsome young man sitting next to Sun Qingshi from time to time.

Not thinking about something, but simply curious, I heard that she is a rural child from Jiefang Village, how can she have such great skills?
He bought a car and a building, so even if he had to pay it back in the future, it would be a great thing to be able to spend so much money to cover the bottom line right now.

Sun Haijun and Sun Haitao's partners secretly prayed that the two of them would be able to become better, and they would catch people's eyes earlier, and if they had a good relationship, they would be able to live a good life and have a bright future.

The dinner table was full of wine and dishes, and all of them were hard dishes.

Farmers in the mainland can celebrate the New Year by killing pigs, but in western Xinjiang, sheep and cattle are also slaughtered.

There are also fish. The Tarim River runs through the western border, and with the addition of various reservoirs, the people in the western border are not short of fish to eat.

Not to mention the chickens, ducks and geese. The meat quality of the chickens, ducks and geese raised in the Gobi pastures is more delicious.

The sound of firecrackers in the village outside has not stopped since the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month, and at the thirty, it is even more crackling.

It's also interesting, no matter how poor the common people are, they will become generous during the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Qing likes the strong flavor of the New Year, and the bustling atmosphere of fireworks in the world makes him feel that this is not that dream.

It's just that he doesn't talk much, and he casually responds to the occasional questions raised by his relatives.

"Ah! Brother! Isn't this the song you wrote? Look, your name is on the subtitles, and Zhang Qing wrote the music and lyrics!!"

In the song and dance program, Zhang Qing was startled when the familiar melody sounded, and then Zhang Lan's surprise scream was heard.

"What the hell?"

No one else would be idle and watch the lyrics and composition of a song. If they have this leisure time, they might as well eat two melon seeds, but what Zhang Lan said almost made the jaws of the whole room drop.

This is the aloof CCTV Spring Festival Gala, can you still show your face on it? !

"Qingzi, did you write this song?"

Sun Fusheng asked impatiently.

But Sun Yuehe hurriedly interrupted: "Listen first, then talk after listening. When I heard Qingzi sing, I almost fainted from crying."

Everyone could only suppress the shock in their hearts, and sat unsteadily, listening to the singing from the TV:

mom under the moonlight
quietly i miss you

Concern quietly dripping in blood
mom your arms

my life's love swaddle

It smells like your clothes

mom under the moon
I have a home because of you

……

Zhang Qing himself had just gotten over his nerves. Tengfei is indeed the number one music company in the mainland. It took only two months to get a new song, and he was able to be on such a stage.

Come to think of it, there is a lot of resource consumption behind it.

The singer who sang was Qin Huimin, she was a veteran in the music industry, but she didn't show up much in recent years.

But no matter what, if he can appear on the Spring Festival Gala in [-], he will definitely become popular.

For Zhang Qing, this is actually a good thing.

To become famous as early as possible, this name is not necessarily for the general public, just being famous in the circle is good.

I just don't know if Qi Ping can use the reason of points to suppress the invitation song that will come later.

……

After singing a song, Li Yun, Liu Xiu'e and the others actually had red eyes and tears, and said to Sun Yuehe who was also red eyes and tears: "Yuehe, you are so blessed! You don't even say how good you are at raising a son!" , just relying on this filial piety, it's worth it, it's not in vain!"

Sun Yuehe nodded without denying, "Qingzi is filial."

Sun Mantang laughed and said, "Even grandpa and uncle are filial, let alone you. We don't even know that Qingzi still has this ability."

Sun Yuantang said concerned: "Qingzi, are you going to be famous now?"

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "If Zhang Lan hadn't reminded me, my mother had heard me sing it too, so who would see who wrote this song?"

Sun Haijiang said with a smile: "Generally, no one will read it. It depends on who sings it, and it is whose song it is."

Sun Haitao was concerned: "Brother Qingzi, good guy, your songs are already on the Spring Festival Gala, so I want to give you a lot of money?"

Although this question is vulgar, everyone looked at Zhang Qing eagerly, so curious.

Zhang Qing shook his head and laughed at himself: "This song only sold for [-] yuan, which is the same price for newcomers and new songs. Or the people who wrote songs have no status, and ordinary people don't care who wrote them at all."

Sun Haijun couldn't figure it out: "Why so little?"

Sun Qingshi scolded: "Your family digs food in the field all year round, can you earn [-] yuan in three years? People with little skills like blind cowhide!"

Sun Haijun shrank his neck and said with an apologetic smile, "Master, of course I can't, I mean Brother Qingzi!"

Zhao Juxiang also understood: "Qingzi, why don't you sing by yourself? Your mother just said that you can sing too..."

Zhang Qing shook his head and said: "I don't like it very much. Besides, not everyone can sing, and there is a lot of knowledge in it. I just sing casually. Those who sing on stage have to learn for many years."

He was afraid that his family would block the way ahead of time if they wanted to enter the entertainment circle.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, many people were disappointed.

Hairong Sun said unhappily: "I still think that I will sing and give all the money I earn to Brother Qingzi, just leave me three hundred."

Everyone laughed, and Sun Yuantang said, "I started dreaming before going to sleep!"

"It's almost time, let's fire the cannon."

Zhang Qing suggested.

Everyone looked at the time, and it was almost twelve o'clock before they knew it.

This year, all the families paid a lot of money, and together they bought nearly a thousand yuan worth of fireworks.

Now it is not twenty or thirty years later, a big flower will cost tens of thousands.

At this time, fireworks worth [-] yuan can pile up half a house.

Everyone was wearing thick padded jackets, the girls hid behind, the adults stepped forward, and the old man stood in front of the window inside the house.

Everyone unanimously asked Zhang Qing to light the first firework to make a good start.

Zhang Qing didn't give in, took Sun Mantang's cigarette, and lit a thirty-two-ring Liuyang River flower.

"hiss……"

"Shh~~~啪!!"

The gorgeous fireworks rose into the sky and bloomed, and the whole family cheered for joy.

After Zhang Qing returned the cigarette to Sun Mantang, he retreated to stand beside his parents, also wearing a big padded jacket, with his hands in his sleeves, looking up with a smile.

……

(End of this chapter)