My fans are just getting old, not dead

Chapter 5 5, you were the one who joked first

Hearing the singing behind them, Chen Zhiyan, Tang Xiaoqiao and the others all turned around curiously.

Then they saw a picture that was enough to make them remember for a lifetime
On the playground with flying loess.

46 children in ragged clothes stood neatly in two rows.

Behind them is a low adobe house, with the wind blowing and the old door panels creaking.

And the children sometimes chanted and sang softly, and sometimes sang loudly.

The loess was blown into their mouths and noses by the wind, and the children only adjusted slightly, but the singing never stopped
"Lao Liu"

After a short moment of astonishment, Chen Zhiyan quickly looked at Liu Hai.

"It's turned on."

Liu Hai's awareness is quite high, and he has already started to shoot with the camera himself.

In the wind and sand.

The children's singing is melodious:

love

a glass of wine

sound away from flute reminder

I ask you when will you return?

don't linger when you come

End of the Sky

corner of the earth

Friends half scattered

A jug of dirty wine
don't dream cold tonight

This song "Farewell" was taught by Lin Hanwen to the children.

Half a year ago, when a supporting teacher left, Lin Hanwen sang this song with the children.

This time, it was Han Miaomiao's turn to sing to him with the children.

However, Lin Hanwen was different from the supporting teacher who left.

He will come back.

Amid the melodious singing, the group left Xipo Village.

"Mr. Lin, did you write the song the children sang?"

"I've never heard of it before."

Tang Xiaoqiao hurriedly took a few steps to catch up with Lin Hanwen's footsteps and asked.

"Written by a friend."

Lin Hanwen replied calmly.

"That friend of yours is amazing, and this song is very nice."

Tang Xiaoqiao praised her, and then asked, "By the way, what's the name of this song?"

"'Farewell'." Lin Hanwen said.

""farewell"."

"It's so appropriate!"

Tang Xiaoqiao couldn't help humming in a low voice: "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and the sky is green"

But as soon as Tang Xiaoqiao sang a few lines, loess blew into her mouth.

Pooh.

Tang Xiaoqiao spat hard.

Put on your mask quickly, wrap your scarf around it, and stop talking.

A group of people hurried on their way against the wind and sand.

Before he knew it, Lin Hanwen walked to the front of the team.

Chen Zhiyan, who was behind him, had already been thrown more than ten meters away.

Tang Xiaoqiao even dropped to the bottom of the team.
It can be seen that everyone is very tired.

Lin Hanwen was not surprised by this situation.

Xipo Village is closed to traffic, and the nearest main road is two mountain ridges away, and it takes about an hour for locals to get used to walking.

Chen Zhiyan, Tang Xiaoqiao and the others probably took more time when they walked over. After all, the film crew still carried a lot of shooting equipment, which belonged to a "carried march".

And when they were at school just now, everyone didn't take much rest, and now they set off again, which is indeed a big test for their physical fitness.

At this time, an old man drove up a bullock cart along the dirt road in the village.
"Ms. Lin, I'll see you off."

The old man shouted in dialect.

But now, when they saw the old man's ox cart, Chen Zhiyan, Tang Xiaoqiao and the others were more excited than any luxury car, and their eyes lit up.

Tang Xiaoqiao was even more excited and jumped up on the spot.

The legs that seemed to be filled with lead became flexible all of a sudden.

There is a kind of vision of being paralyzed for ten years and suddenly walking like flying.

This old man, Lin Hanwen, recognized him as Sanwa's grandfather.

It must have been Han Miaomiao who asked Sanwa to notify him.

Han Miaomiao has always been thoughtful, probably thought that Chen Zhiyan, Tang Xiaoqiao and others couldn't bear the mountain road.

The old man parked the ox cart, and everyone got on it one after another.

Lin Hanwen sat on the right front ear panel, this position is equivalent to the "co-pilot" of the car.

"Mr. Lin, Sanwazi said that you are going to be on TV?"

The old man asked while driving the car.

"Yes."

Lin Hanwen nodded with a smile.

"It's terrible."

"Well, you are not an ordinary person!"

The old man sighed.

"Just singing, it's no big deal." Lin Hanwen said modestly.

"Sing."

"Well, I will too."

The old man gave a hearty smile, and then sang with a broken voice:

The sky is full of flowers, the sky is full of clouds
Fine radish washes the sand, half radish gold
The old man sang folk songs from northern Shaanxi, and almost everyone here can sing them.

He sang a few lines, and Lin Hanwen also sang along:

Sister Rust Purse One Needle Needle
Needle is the sweetheart
Both of them sang in dialect, and Chen Zhiyan, Tang Xiaoqiao and others could not understand the lyrics.

However, the singing voices of the two are simple and natural, which sounds particularly pleasant.

Even a treat.

Chen Zhiyan rested her chin on one hand, listened to the song, stared at the man's back in a daze, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

As if, I have returned to the nympho again.

"Miss Yan."

"What's the situation!"

Tang Xiaoqiao, who noticed that Chen Zhiyan was abnormal, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

"What, what's wrong?"

Chen Zhiyan, who woke up like a dream, was a little flustered.

"Sister Yan, I finally know why you insisted on inviting Lin Hanwen." Tang Xiaoqiao had a mysterious smile on her face, as if I saw through you.

"It's not what you think, don't talk nonsense!" Chen Zhiyan warned with a sullen face.

"Alright alright"

"Who didn't have an idol when he was young."

"Oh, sister Yan is not old now."

Tang Xiaoqiao, who knew she had made a slip of the tongue, stuck out her tongue.

Then, her gaze also fell on Lin Hanwen.

A former idol king can now sing the folk songs on the Loess Plateau so sincerely and soul-stirringly.

It's really not simple.
At this moment, Tang Xiaoqiao was also a little curious.

What has this man been through? ? ?
The ox cart creaked forward, but it was not much faster than walking.

When crossing the mountain ridge, several men still need to get off the car to lose weight.
After about an hour.

Everyone finally reached the main road.

"Thank you, old man."

"Thank you, old man."

Chen Zhiyan, Tang Xiaoqiao and others expressed their thanks one after another.

"Don't be polite."

"Everyone in the village should thank Teacher Lin."

The old man smiled, then waved to Lin Hanwen, and then drove the ox cart back.

"Mr. Lin, you are very popular."

"Didn't marry a local wife or something?"

After riding the bullock cart all the way, Tang Xiaoqiao was resurrected with full blood.

Seeing that the old man was very respectful to Lin Hanwen, she laughed and teased him.

But what she said also aroused Chen Zhiyan's desire to gossip, she couldn't help but glance at Lin Hanwen out of the corner of her eye, waiting for his response.

After all, the other party was his idol when he was a girl, and Chen Zhiyan was somewhat interested in this question.

However, Lin Hanwen smiled faintly when he heard this question: "I'm married."

"what???"

Hearing this answer, Chen Zhiyan, who was just looking at Lin Hanwen out of the corner of his eye, was startled.

Tang Xiaoqiao also looked stunned, she was just joking.

Unexpectedly, I got an unexpected answer.

"really?"

"What about your wife?"

"It can't be that Han Miaomiao, right?"

Tang Xiaoqiao went straight to gossip.

Lin Hanwen said calmly, "I'm taking the baby at home."

"Have children already??"

Tang Xiaoqiao was completely shocked.

Chen Zhiyan helped her forehead, she felt that her dream was shattered again
"Ms. Lin, how many children do you have?" Tang Xiaoqiao asked with interest.

"Seven."

Lin Hanwen replied calmly.

"Seven???"

"Oh my God!!"

"The co-author of you has come here to have a baby for ten years!!"

Tang Xiaoqiao was extremely shocked.

At the same time, she suddenly realized why Lin Hanwen expressed his desire for money so bluntly in an interview.

He has to support his wife and seven children by himself, and how much money is not enough to spend!

But at this time, Lin Hanwen said in a serious manner: "My eldest son is infinitely powerful, my second son has clairvoyant eyes and smooth ears, and my third son has a copper head and iron arms, invulnerable to swords and guns."

"and many more."

The more Tang Xiaoqiao listened, the more something was wrong, so she quickly interrupted Lin Hanwen: "Mr. Lin, are you kidding me?"

Lin Hanwen shrugged, "You were the one who joked first."

(End of this chapter)