Are you my wife?please prove

The old man is not very good at telling stories.

But every word he said held weight.

Using simple and plain language, a long history of difficult years is slowly unfolded in front of two young people.

Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, I can still feel the great spirit of fighting and sacrificing for ideals and revolution.

Yu Jin stood outside the window, watching the fireworks outside, listening to the old man's life and memories, silent.

The old people of that era all had faith in their hearts.

Jiang Muqing listened to the old man's story and already had a song in her heart.

After a while, when the old man came back from his memories, he sighed, smiled and said to Jiang Muqing: "Okay, I'm done telling my story. Isn't it too long-winded?"

"Not verbose at all."

Jiang Muqing smiled and said: "This is the best story I have ever heard, and it is also the most touching story."

"So after listening to it, do you have any inspiration for writing songs?"

The old man said: "I know that you literati need inspiration when writing."

"I write songs, I don't need that thing. I already have one in my heart. Grandpa, how do you feel about it if you don't listen to it?"

The old man was surprised: "So fast?"

"well enough."

Jiang Muqing couldn't tell the old man that she couldn't write songs. She just moved some songs out in advance.

She was actually a little hesitant about this song.

Because there are two songs that are more suitable, one is Faye Wong's "Wishful", and the other is CCTV's special version of "Misplaced Time and Space" with re-written lyrics.

In the end, she chose "Dislocated Time and Space".

Compared to Ru Yuan, its lyrics seem to be more straightforward and down-to-earth.

Another thing is that this song is more like a dialogue between the old and young people and today's young people.

There happened to be a piano in the chess and card room.

She stood up and sat in front of the piano. Because of the old man's story just now, Jiang Muqing didn't need to rekindle her emotions at all, she had long been immersed in it.

This time she played and sang this song, which was not only for the elderly, but also for the ancestors in the past.

Thanks to them, and lucky to have them.

Jiang Muqing's fingers gently landed on the piano keys, she took a deep breath, and then started playing.

"You were the same age as me that year~"

"Young as a young song~"

"But in order to create that new world in my dream~"

"You turned around and hurried into the wind and rain~"

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The notes flowed out from her fingertips, slowly, with a rhythm that traveled through time and space.

She closed her eyes and sang the first lyrics. Her voice was gentle and powerful, as if it could penetrate the defenses of the soul and touch the softest part.

"I see thousands of lovely you~"

"Don't look back and run towards the depths of the smoke~"

"How many youthful figures disappear into the night~"

"In exchange for the morning light~"

The singing echoed in the chess and card room. Every word and every note was like a scene or an emotion in the old man's story, given new life by her singing.

Yu Jin stood aside quietly, his eyes full of respect for the old man and admiration for Jiang Muqing.

The old man sat aside, his eyes gradually becoming deeper, as if he had returned to that war-torn era.

"I look up at the starry sky you have seen~"

"We will meet again after a hundred years of time and space~"

"I look up at the starry sky you have seen~" "The earth under my feet has changed time and space~"

Jiang Muqing's voice became more powerful as the song progressed, and every word seemed to tell the story of a hero and the memory of an era.

Her singing seems to have a magical power that makes people forget time and space, and just want to immerse themselves in this period of history and feel the firm belief and unyielding spirit.

As the song progressed, the old man's eyes began to sparkle with tears, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was a nostalgia for the past years and a blessing for the future.

A trace of tears flashed across Yu Jin's eyes, and he became more determined to cherish the happiness in front of him and continue the ideals and pursuits of his ancestors.

After the song ended, Jiang Muqing gently raised her head and looked at the old man and Yu Jin. Her eyes were full of warmth and determination.

On this special night, the three people experienced a journey across time and space together in the chess and card room.

The old man stood up slowly, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He walked to her and patted her shoulder gently. His voice was choked but full of power: "My child, thank you. This song is the most precious New Year's greeting I have ever received." Gift."

During the New Year, sadness is never the main theme.

Yu Jin broke the heavy feeling unaccustomedly, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Grandpa, how is my wife?"

"it is good."

The old man smiled and nodded happily, and repeated: "Very good."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The old man then said to Jiang Muqing: "Girl, find a better music company to record this song. I will arrange it and send it out. I want everyone to listen to it. Wake up and let everyone listen." Remember, that history."

"Okay, grandpa." Jiang Muqing nodded.

"Who pays for the recording of the songs?"

Yu Jin said on the side: "My wife is still a college student and doesn't have a penny."

"I'll pay for it personally."

The old man smiled cheerfully and said: "I haven't spent a penny of my salary over the years, I have saved some."

"That's fine."

"Okay, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back by myself first."

The old man said: "You tell your parents later."

"Grandpa, I'll give it to you then."

"So many guests are still here."

The old man smiled and said: "You don't need to give it away. It's the Chinese New Year. You young people have fun and enjoy this beautiful and prosperous age."

Strangely enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the secretary outside the door miraculously walked in and helped the old man up.

Before leaving, the old man suddenly turned to the two of them and said, "When you are in the first year of junior high school, remember to come to my house and have a meal with me."

"Okay, Grandpa."

After the old man left, Jiang Muqing glanced at Yu Jin dissatisfied and said with a smile: "Why are you so stingy and want grandpa's money? It's not like we don't have any."

"You don't understand this."

Yu Jin smiled and said: "I can't believe how happy I am with the old man's money for recording. This is called a sense of participation, do you understand?"

"As long as you are smart, I am stupid."

Yu Jin said proudly: "Absolutely, otherwise why would I be the number one scholar in the country, while you only got into Tsinghua University?"

"Grandpa said you were fake and had moisture."

"Tsk, he is jealous and jealous."

Yu Jin said: "Let's go. Since grandpa is gone, let's go back to the private room to accompany them."

"Ah."

Jiang Muqing smiled and warned: "When you go back later, remember to ask for more red envelopes."

"You too, this opportunity is rare."

"Hahaha..." (End of chapter)