Back to 1988, in order to lay down liver skills

Chapter 9 The Second Uncle's Life

On the hot street, the space next to the ground seems to be distorted by the sun.

No one could be seen anywhere, and the chirping of cicadas from around became the only sound on the street.

When Yan Changqing and his second uncle came to the wooden sign with the word "scale", they began to pray in their hearts that the price of the erhu should not be too expensive.

When the old man surnamed Zhao was called out to explain his purpose, the old man hesitated: "I haven't made this stuff for a while!"

But they were still allowed to enter the room, so Yan Changqing's eyes lit up, and he pointed to a square table against the wall: "Aren't there several erhus? Are they not for sale?"

The old man Zhao stroked his gray beard and was very tangled: "I used this for myself, and I didn't plan to sell it. I think the wood you used is not bad, how about I repair it for you?"

"This is someone else's, but it really needs to be repaired, and I will return it to others after it is repaired." Yan Changqing explained the reason clearly. "I learned erhu from others, and it is not suitable to use other people's things all the time. I have to buy one for myself."

Old man Zhao's eyes lit up: "Is it what you want to use? Just learned it not long ago? Come and listen to it?"

Do you have to prove yourself when you buy an erhu?
Yan Changqing complained in his heart, and began to tune the piano slowly to prepare for a song.

But so what, it is luck to find a place where you can play the erhu in the town, and maybe there are no other towns!
Reassuring himself, Yan Changqing started pulling up the familiar big river again.

Old man Zhao started to frown when he heard the first sound. As the notes flew out, his brows gradually eased, and then slowly became tangled.

He waited until he finished listening before opening his mouth: "Okay, this kid is quite talented, and he pulls well..."

Since it's good, why are you frowning?

The old man Zhao went on to clear the confusion for the two of them: "This erhu has not been well maintained, and the sound is a bit inaccurate... I thought you were a beginner, and I still have a few bamboo-tube erhus in the room for people to practice on." It's good enough. But it's kind of wasteful to use that at your level..."

It seemed that after struggling for a long time, he finally made a decision: "Well, you can choose one on the table. But let me tell you first, I used good wood for these. Although I have used it, it is 30 less. I don't sell it for yuan."

Thirty is thirty.

Mr. Zhao is a good man!

Yan Changqing picked up the relatively new one, adjusted it a few times, and tried the sound test again, and suddenly felt that the one he used was rubbish.

Even Yan Erhe, who doesn't understand anything, can hear it. It's obvious that his Erhu sounds more fluent.

Old Mr. Zhao's eyebrows were all bent: "That one is indeed the latest one. If you want... I will give it to you!"

Yan Changqing was still not satisfied: "Can you show me the ones made out of bamboo tubes? I usually practice a lot, so I have to cherish and use this good one."

Anyway, as long as he can improve his skill proficiency, he only wants to make money now, and doesn't care about anything else.

The erhu made of bamboo tubes cost five yuan, and two erhus cost 35 yuan. Especially Mr. Zhao murmured that the newly made erhu was made of mahogany, and Yan Changqing was more satisfied.

Before leaving, he kept the one he used. Mr. Zhao said that this erhu is made of good wood, and as long as it is repaired and maintained, it will be a good piano again.

The point is to help for free, no charge.

……

Walking on the street again, Yan Erhe began to feel melancholy, and looked down at his little nephew: "Go slowly first, I will carry you when you are tired."

Obviously, after the excitement of earning money has passed, Yan Erhe has to face the cruel life again - the journey home is twenty miles away, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to find a car that can be picked up on the road. The nephew is ready for the car.

The two of them finally couldn't stand the sun before walking a few steps, and spent money to buy two new straw hats. These are necessities in the countryside, not a waste of money.

Yan Changqing encouraged the second uncle: "The money we earn is divided in half, and now I have spent all I have. The rest is yours. Do you want to buy something? Do you want to buy a pack of milk powder for Changpo?"

After thinking about it, Yan Erhe finally gritted his teeth: "Buy!"

Another few dollars left them forever, in exchange for a pack of milk powder.

In fact, most people now use 'lotus root starch' instead of milk powder, because milk powder is too expensive.

Walking on the street again, Yan Erhe was silent for a while: "I'll give you the rest of the money! It's useless if I ask for it, you keep it and go to school next year..."

"There is no rush to go to school, what is yours is yours." Yan Changqing refused.

"Then you earned this too, let your father know, and don't break my leg."

"You're right, brother... uncles and nephews have to keep their word, even if my grandfather beats you, you'll still get points." Yan Changqing was very determined. Now that he was young, he would have to rely on his second uncle to run around in the future. It must be divided!
It's a good idea to let him collect the money.

……

In fact, this second uncle is very interesting. He belongs to the typical character of passing by. As long as there is something to eat tomorrow, he will not take the initiative to do anything today.

You can say that he is fine, he often does things that his elders seem unreliable, for example, he later worked with the construction team, and he was very satisfied with the work and money.

Then, with the money he just earned, he secretly bought a second-hand broken motorcycle. The broken motorcycle was repaired every three days, and it was repaired every five days.

You say he can't do it, he is repairing motorcycles, he went to the county town and rented two small shabby houses, and opened a motorcycle repair shop by himself.

The shop belongs to the kind where you can't starve to death if you can't eat enough, but he is very satisfied.

So I did something unreliable.

He opened a motorcycle repair shop and rented two dilapidated bungalows, a dormitory for employees of a state-owned enterprise, just facing the road, with a door at the back that could be used as a shop facing the street.

Then the landlord changed jobs and left the county, fooling him into selling the two broken dormitories to him.It seemed to be 4000 yuan. At that time, he didn't have that much money, so he borrowed a circle of relatives and friends to make up enough.

Everyone felt that he was cheated into buying those two run-down houses, because the location of the houses was still old and run-down.

Then he caught up with his son Yan Changpo to go to college. He had just paid off the money he had borrowed to buy a house and was empty-handed, so he had to go to the south to hang out with his uncle Yan Changqing. After eight rounds.

After repaying the loan, he has some money to replace the second-hand rear eight wheels with new ones, and he is satisfied again.

So after he earned some more money, others asked him to buy another Houbalun, or go back to the county to buy a new house. He felt that what everyone said was right and sounded good, and then bought himself a private car and drove around.

Then, everyone earned some money and went back to the county to buy a house. They were about to laugh at him when he was rich and didn't know how to buy a house, but went to buy a car for fun, and found that this guy had a house in the new city.

That's right, he caught up with the demolition.

The original dilapidated one-story house has been turned into a two-story facade house—this is the place with the best treatment for demolition in the entire county. The land of an old state-owned enterprise has no such thing as forced demolition. The old house is replaced with a new one, and the area is still larger than before. .

At that time, the housing prices of ordinary houses in the county had already reached [-] to [-] square meters. The house that Uncle Yan Changqing bought earlier was an unfinished building. Looking at his facade house, he could only sigh and sigh for the injustice of God.

The point is that he has been fooling around all his life. His son, who doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters and doesn't care much, was admitted to graduate school, and then passed the teacher qualification certificate, and returned to the county high school to become a teacher.

Among all the children of relatives, he has the highest education and a fairly good job.

The black-skinned cousin of Yan Changqing's aunt's family, after graduating from high school and serving as a soldier, he came back to do business with his father.

……

Just when Yan Changqing was thinking wildly and just thinking about his cousin Hei Peidan, he saw a familiar figure under the shade of the trees at the bridge head ahead.

Yan Erhe also saw it, and wondered, "Why did your uncle run ahead of us?"

Yan Changqing was also puzzled, so he simply ran forward and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Uncle Chen Youliang first smiled at Yan Changqing, then waved to his brother-in-law: "Erhe, come here, I have something to tell you. What did you take Qijin to the county for?"

Yan Erhe pretended to be confused: "There's nothing to do! Just go and have a look, let the child see what the county is like, and learn a lot."

Chen Youliang waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense to me, if there is nothing wrong with you, you won't buy a pencil case for Pengfei, and you don't have the spare money. Just tell me, let me understand, I can't control anything else .”

Yan Erhe wanted to continue pretending to be stupid, but Chen Youliang had experienced more things than him anyway, so he found the problem with a glance: "When I came here, I brought one string, but now I have three strings. There are other strings in it. I bought a lot of things, and a new straw hat, this is it! Tell me the truth, what did you do? Or I will beat you!"

After speaking, the tone has become severe.

Chen Youliang had been in the detention center because of a fight, and he was able to frighten his brother-in-law when he said that he was about to beat someone—it was not because of him to frighten people, but because his wife had ordered him to ask clearly, lest Yan Erhe would not learn well and lead Yan Erhe down by the way. Evergreen.

Yan Erhe could only look down at his nephew.

Yan Changqing had no choice but to speak by himself: "Uncle, we went to the county town to perform. At the gate of the clothing city, the gate opposite the Public Security Bureau, we set up a stall there playing the erhu and earned some money."

"Isn't that just..." Chen Youliang wanted to say begging for food. The locals said that begging is begging for food, but the meaning is the same.Because he met a beggar walking around the streets with an erhu, he subconsciously wanted to say that.

The reason why he stopped talking halfway, after all...he is still a child!
For a while, I didn't know what to say!
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