Entertainment: Let you go on stage and sell miserably, but didn't make you laugh

Chapter 357 I Should Be Dad's Pride

The next day.

Chu Yunxuan woke up early in the morning, and then went to the set with Lin Miaomiao.

"Yesterday's "Father" is popular again, it's very popular."

Lin Miaomiao said with a look of admiration.

"Hahaha, it's good to be popular and make money." Chu Yunxuan said with a smile.

"Sister Qin scolded for a long time while listening to the song yesterday."

Lin Miaomiao said.

"Huh? Scolding me?"

Chu Yunxuan asked.

"Pfft." Lin Miaomiao laughed.

"How is it possible? She complained about Uncle Lin."

"Oh oh oh."

Chu Yunxuan knew that the relationship between Lin Qin and his family was not good.

For what reason, they don't know.

Anyway, I generally know that her parents are divorced, and they each formed their own families.

She seemed to be an outsider.

In her darkest years, she has experienced several tortures inside and outside the family, but she still has a kind heart, and she is relatively optimistic and cheerful on the surface.

This is also something that Chu Yunxuan admired her very much.

"By the way, aren't you going to film? How's your preparation going?"

Lin Miaomiao asked suddenly.

"It's still in the conception stage, but we can start preparing now. Funding is a big trouble."

Chu Yunxuan rubbed his temples.

Don't look at how much money he made.

But time is short after all.

In a few months, he made hundreds of millions of dollars.

This is already very awesome.

But this movie, even if it is not the kind of movie that requires a lot of special effects, will definitely require an investment of several hundred million.

"I have, I can be your investor." Lin Miaomiao said with a smile.

Lin Miaomiao has been famous for several years, and she must have transferred several hundred million in these years.

Plus she doesn't have that big of an expense, and she doesn't even buy a car.

At most, just buy some luxury goods and houses.

"Hahaha, don't worry, let's see when the time comes."

"You don't have to be polite to me."

"it is good."

……

the other side.

Jiang Wenzhou was driving to a place with his wife.

The atmosphere in the car is relatively low.

Because today is the one-year anniversary of Jiang Wenzhou's father's death.

Jiang Wenzhou took his wife and also just went to the cemetery to see his father.

Jiang Wenzhou will be 40 years old this year.

As a star, he also got married relatively late.

Just got married a few years ago.

His wife is currently pregnant.

His only regret now is that he didn't get married earlier and didn't let his father have a grandson.

"Husband, are we going to Dad's place?"

Jiang Wenzhou's wife asked gently.

Her wife is a staff member of Jiang Wenzhou's team and also a fan of Jiang Wenzhou.

They have also known each other for many, many years, and they also established a relationship and got married a few years ago.

"Ah."

Jiang Wenzhou responded.

"There are still some things in the old house where Dad used to live. I plan to tidy up, clean up, and then lock the house up there."

Jiang Wenzhou said.

His mother was gone before he could remember.

He is also an ill-fated man.

"Ah."

Jiang Wenzhou's wife nodded slightly.

Then she put her hand on Jiang Wenzhou's lap: "Husband, don't be too sad, there is me, and our baby."

Jiang Wenzhou's eyes gradually became moist as he drove the car.

"Ah."

Jiang Wenzhou held the steering wheel with one hand, and held it firmly with his wife with the other.

"Tell me about you and Dad. We've been married for several years, and I basically haven't heard you talk about it with Dad."

She knows today is a special day.

So why take the initiative to bring this up?

Some thoughts, it will be much better to say it.

Jiang Wenzhou wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I haven't seen my mother since I can remember. I heard from my father that she left early. When I was a child, my family was very poor. It was my father who brought me up little by little."

Jiang Wenzhou was thinking about it while talking about these years.

"I remember before, you had a conflict with Dad, and I never asked, what's going on?"

Jiang Wenzhou sighed and said: "It's not a contradiction, think about it, Dad is not young, what he wanted at the time was to find a wife, think about it, Dad is seventy, he still needs Find me another mother?"

Jiang Wenzhou's wife said, "Maybe Dad is lonely."

Jiang Wenzhou: "There are so many old people playing chess with him in the community. Since I rejected that matter, I have rejected a lot of announcements. You know, we have often come back to see Dad in recent years. I think this is the case. Now that I'm older, there's really no need for that anymore."

"Ah."

Jiang Wenzhou then sighed, and his eyes turned red again: "But...but if...if I hadn't refused at that time, wouldn't dad have left either."

He then pulled over the car, lay on the steering wheel and sobbed.

I really can't control this emotion.

His wife hurriedly comforted him: "Husband, don't think so. We were with dad at that time, and dad suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Even if he agrees with dad to find a wife, there is nothing he can do about it."

Jiang Wenzhou lay there still sobbing.

"I...my dad grew up...he never asked me for anything...his only request was rejected by me..."

Perhaps, this is the most sad and guilty thing for Jiang Wenzhou.

Yes.

In this life, his father never asked him anything.

The only request he refused.

Then passed away.

After calming down for a while, Jiang Wenzhou calmed down a little.

"call--"

He wiped away tears.

"Stop talking, let's go back first."

Then he turned on the car radio, intending to listen to songs.

"The next song is "Father" composed by Chu Yunxuan. May the fathers in the world be in good health. If children who are far away from home hear this song, go back and meet your family when you have time. They will miss you very much. .”

Hearing the host's words, Jiang Wenzhou paused.

"Let's change a song." Jiang Wenzhou's wife said.

"Need not."

Jiang Wenzhou sat in the main driver.

The song played slowly.

"Always ask you for something but never say thank you."

"I didn't realize that it was not easy for you until I grew up."

"..."

"Time slow down, don't make you old anymore."

"..."

"Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me?"

"The child you care about has grown up."

"..."

Jiang Wenzhou cried again without holding back.

His wife also burst into tears.

While weeping, he comforted Jiang Wenzhou.

After a while, Jiang Wenzhou wiped away his tears.

"I should be my father's pride."

He muttered to himself.

"Yes! Of course, my husband, you must be my father's pride now, you have always been!"

……

Soon, they also came to an old-fashioned residential building.

The building looks old.

Jiang Wenzhou walked over with his wife.

"This is the old house of our family. After making money, I want to bring my dad back to live with him, but he is used to living here. There are many old people here. They can play chess and chat with them when they are free. It is indeed not a good choice for the elderly to receive me."

With that said, they walked to a corridor.

"This place also sells fried yams."

Jiang Wenzhou's wife saw this old-fashioned residential building. There was a small cart in front of their corridor, and a grandmother was selling fried potatoes.

Jiang Wenzhou said: "I remember that for many years, some old people in the community would bring their grandsons and granddaughters here to buy fried potatoes occasionally."

With that said, they came upstairs.

Came to the honest house.

The house is two rooms and one living room.

As soon as I opened the door, there was a smell inside.

After all, no one has lived there for a year.

"I'll clean it up for you."

"It's okay, you're pregnant, don't move around," Jiang Wenzhou said.

"It's okay, it's only been two months."

"Well, then be careful."

Jiang Wenzhou and his wife cleaned up the house.

After a while, Jiang Wenzhou looked at his father's portrait and stood there for a long time.

His wife cleaned up, looked at her husband, and then she couldn't help wiping away her tears again.

It took a long time to clean up.

There are not many things.

Just put a few things here.

Not much to take away.

"Husband, here is a small box."

Jiang Wenzhou's wife came out of the room, holding a very old tin box in her hand.

Jiang Wenzhou took it.

"This... should be some of my dad's personal belongings."

He remembered noticing when he was a child, at that time, the box still had a lock.

Then he fell and the box was broken, so there was no need to go up the lock.

Then Jiang Wenzhou slowly opened the iron box.

Inside are some small items.

To be honest, he couldn't see what the little thing meant.

Inside was a photo that had faded to yellow.

Jiang Wenzhou also picked up the photo for the first time.

"Honey, who is he?"

Jiang Wenzhou's wife asked curiously.

The photos look very old.

Or black and white photos.

In the photo are two young looking men.

One is Jiang Wenzhou's father.

After all, Jiang Wenzhou's wife knew him.

Even when I was younger decades ago, I could still see it.

And the other man is very strange.

They have been married for several years, and they have never had dinner or met the person in the photo in their impression.

Jiang Wenzhou said: "This one is my dad, and the other one, I don't know who it is, and I've never seen it before, maybe it's my dad's comrade-in-arms."

"Oh yes, it's possible, Dad was a soldier."

She nodded and said.

Jiang Wenzhou also nodded, planning to put away this photo and take it away with him.

Then he inadvertently turned the photo over, only to find a sentence written on the back of the photo.

The crooked words are not so good-looking.

Eight simple words.

But it made Jiang Wenzhou tremble all over.

The son of a comrade-in-arms should be like my son.

At that moment, Jiang Wenzhou felt as if he had been struck by five thunderbolts.

And his wife was also stunned.

The son of a comrade-in-arms should be like my son.

The son of a comrade-in-arms, be like my son...

These words kept ringing in Jiang Wenzhou's mind.

Every hit was not just a blow to his head, but a blow to his heart.

Jiang Wenzhou froze in place, the hand holding the photo kept trembling slightly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and tears gradually appeared.

"husband……"

Jiang Wenzhou trembled.

Tears fell down involuntarily.

So, his father is not his biological father.

The unknown man in the photo is his biological father.

And his father adopted him, and in order to take care of him, he never married.

Even in his later years, after he had grown up, married, and become a first-line star, his father wanted to find a wife but he refused.

Hearing that song by Chu Yunxuan, that line...

Am I your pride?
At that time, he still felt in his heart that he was the pride of his father.

But what about now?
He, Jiang Wenzhou, is no fart!

"Jiang Wenzhou, are you still human!"

Jiang Wenzhou broke down crying and slapped himself hard.

"husband."

His wife cried and pulled Jiang Wenzhou.

"In order to take care of you, your father remained unmarried all his life. In his later years...you refused to find a wife in his later years. Are you still a person? Are you worthy of being a son? Ah——"

Jiang Wenzhou knelt there collapsed, tears streaming down his face.

"husband……"

His wife was also kneeling there, holding Jiang Wenzhou.

"Dad... I'm sorry..."

"Sorry……"

After a while, Jiang Wenzhou took the bag, and the two came to the car.

The car starts quickly.

Not long after, the car drove into the cemetery.

Jiang Wenzhou hurried to a tombstone.

puff-

He knelt directly in front of the tombstone.

"dad……"

Jiang Wenzhou cried and hugged the tombstone.

"I'm sorry... Dad, I'm sorry, my son is sorry for you, Dad."

"Dad, I was wrong, my son knows it, Dad!"

Jiang Wenzhou cried and cried, his body lay there slowly, shaking constantly.

His wife stood beside him without speaking.

"Dad, I'm sorry for you, my son is sorry for you, I'm sorry..."

"You keep saying, I'm your pride, no, no, I'm a failed son, when a son fails, everything is a failure, I can't even be a son..."

Jiang Wenzhou lay there and talked for a long time.

"dad."

Jiang Wenzhou knelt there, looking at the tombstone.

"My son was wrong..."

dong dong dong-

He knocked his head three times.

……

the other side.

Chen Haobin had nothing to do.

What he has to do now is to wait for Gao Fei's works, and then practice singing.

And one more thing.

That is, the matter at the Peony Stadium has not yet come to a conclusion.

"Shouldn't it? The news over there is that if you want to find a singer as soon as possible, you need a lot of preliminary work. Since it's been decided to be me, then this matter should also be finalized, right? Why not?" Didn't the news come through?"

Chen Haobin always felt something was wrong.

Then he heard movement outside.

Chen Haobin walked out.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Chen Haobin saw his father who came to the house suddenly.

"Nothing, just come to see you, have you eaten?"

Chen Haobin shook his head: "Not yet, let's eat together."

"Well, less meat dishes and more vegetarian dishes."

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

"Wait a moment."

Chen Anguo stopped him.

"Ren Ping is calling."

(End of this chapter)