Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 168
Since the second half of 1979, Teresa Teng's singing can often be heard in the streets and alleys or square parks of major cities.

A group of young people carried the tape recorders in their hands and swaggered through the street triumphantly.

The more curious eyes you attract, the more you can walk at a pace of [-] million.

The earth is round, and history must be paid back.

Just like recklessly disrupting the life trajectory of these young people.

Now, the various magical operations of this group of people also make this city particularly uncomfortable.

But, no matter what, the "Teresa Teng craze" in the mainland also started to emerge this year.

Her appearance is not accidental. Since last year, tape recorders have been continuously flowing into the market through various channels.

The tape recorders used for teaching in major schools are no longer subject to special approval procedures.

At the beginning of 1979, the inspection team to Xiangjiang organized by the Ministry of Commerce purchased 90 cassette recorders at a price of HK$1 each.

After being transported back to Yanjing, they will be sold at RMB 200 each.

On the first day of sale, the counters in Yanjing Department Store were directly squeezed to pieces.

The time to get off work has already passed, and Gu Zhengzheng, the director of Pujiang TV Station, is still sitting in the office talking on the phone.

"It's not big, and it's the same style as at the beginning of the year," Zhou Yeming, who was far away at Yanjing TV Station, said on the phone: "I got a total of 5 sets, and I'll send you two."

"So generous?" Gu Zhengzheng grabbed the phone line and said with a smile: "Actually, I also have a tape recorder at home, so I just want to add a smaller one for the children. It's too big and inconvenient."

"Don't get me wrong, one is for you, and the other is for Jiangshan."

"Xiao Jiang?"

"Yes," Zhou Yeming laughed unconsciously when he said Jiangshan:
"I like this kid more and more now. Last time he came to the stage, he seemed to like the electric fan in the office. This time I also sent him one."

"Oh?"

"When the time comes, even the tape recorder, you can give it to him for me..."

After slowly closing the phone, Gu Zhengzheng, who had his hands crossed on the desk, fell into deep thought.

On the phone, Zhou Yeming praised Jiangshan like a flower, and he didn't know what problem this kid helped him solve?
This is a tape recorder and an electric fan.

Hiss, that's not right.

It seems that their Pujiang TV station has never expressed anything to Comrade Xiao Jiang!
Gu Zhengzheng immediately felt something was wrong, no wonder Zhou Yeming was more considerate than himself in becoming the leader of CCTV.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhengzheng picked up the phone again: "Is it Zhang Lu? Come to my office..."

On a hot summer night, in the small courtyard at No. 51 Anhe Street, a few fireflies dangled back and forth.

After Li Jinzhi bid farewell and left, Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua's silent cat read novels in the room.

The heroes and heroines in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" opened the door to the world for the two little girls.

"Picturesque," Jiang Chuan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up: "Look at the palm."

"Hehehe," Ruhua, still giggling after being attacked by someone, slapped her backhand: "Nine Yin White Bone Claw."

With a bang, Jiang Chuan, who had no time to react, rolled off the bed crisply.

"Oh, Xiaochuan, are you okay!"

"...Nine Yin White Bone Claws are still more powerful."

There were constant fights and screams from the next door.

Ling Jianghe glanced out the window from time to time: "What are they doing?"

"Reading!"

"Is there anyone who reads like this?"

"You'll understand after reading it in two days."

Jiang Shan couldn't help laughing when he thought that "Legend of the Condor Heroes" could invite him back.

The moment he turned his head, he happened to catch sight of the magazine on the dining table.

At this moment, Jiang He has silently turned the pages of the book.

"Oh,"

When a big black ten appeared neatly on the pages of the book.

Jiang Shan immediately shouted: "What's the situation? What does Li Jinzhi mean?"

"whispering sound,"

Jiang He didn't pay attention to the third child, his seemingly calm eyes were slightly turbulent.

"ah,"

"Ok?"

"I go,"

As the pages of the book turned rapidly, ten yuan, ten yuan... still ten yuan.

Ten yuan bills were pulled out by Jiang He.

Jiang He, who usually purses his lips in foolish joy when he sees a bottle cap of "a dime more", will be calm for a while.

Jiang Shan asked decisively, "Second brother, what's going on?"

"When you gave him the book, didn't you read it in advance?"

"At that time?" Jiang Shan recalled: "Could it be that there is money in this book?"

"What do you think?"

"I thought it was Li Jinzhi... Hey, you should have told me earlier!"

The magazines next to the second child's bed were all brought back by Jiang Shan from Japan.

A few months ago, when Li Jinzhi, carrying a bag of toy samples, walked into the gate of Jiang's house.

Not only did he meet Jiang Shan's younger sister, Jiang Chuan, but he also took a bowl of hot noodles from Jiang Ma.

Before leaving, Jiang Shan knew that he liked to read, so he brought a magazine for him.

Unexpectedly, when Li Jinzhi opened the magazine after returning home, he was surprised to find that there was money hidden in this book about capitalist countries!
Looking at the miraculous scene in front of him, he couldn't help turning the page quickly.

One, two... Li Jinzhi's eyes gradually lost focus.

How did Comrade Jiang Shan learn that his old father was anxiously waiting for money to see a doctor?
Could it be... that he slipped his tongue?

"Li Jinzhi can get along with this person," Jiang He defined directly, looking at a lot of banknotes.

"Well," Jiang Shan nodded: "I said, second brother, can you stop hiding money everywhere like an old woman in the future!"

"Who knew you would lend it to outsiders!"

"I won't dare in the future," Jiang Shan waved his hand: "It's a good thing that I borrowed money from the wrong person, otherwise you won't be able to get back the 100 yuan."

Jiang He regained his silence, although there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the small kitchen the next day, Ying Ruhua looked at the big iron pot in front of him very seriously.

Heat the tofu in oil, fry until golden on both sides and remove.

Then stir-fry the garlic cloves, peppers, and sliced ​​meat one by one.

After a while, the aroma of meat wafting from the small kitchen made the two Jiang brothers put down the paint in their hands.

"Ruhua is getting better and better now," Jiang Shan couldn't wait to twist a piece of meat: "It's delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious meat slices for a long time."

Jiang Chuan said: "I made an agreement with Ruhua, from now on I will do the dishes when she cooks."

"Well, that's a good idea."

Ying Ruhua also smiled: "I am willing to do anything except wash the dishes."

"Coincidentally, I don't like washing dishes either." Jiang Shan, who has never liked washing dishes in two lifetimes, said, "I don't like cooking either."

"Xiao Xiao is the same," Jiang He said, "Fortunately, Comrade Knife is here."

Jiang Chuan opened his mouth silently, and the next second he was happy: "It's okay, anyway, I won't be at this house next year."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to college!"

"..."

In the silence, only the sound of grilling rice was heard.

When Jiang Hai pushed a bicycle into the small courtyard, Jiang Chuan, who was washing dishes in the small kitchen, shouted happily: "Brother is here!"

It's a pity that no one else came out to greet him except Ying Ruhua, who was smiling and smiling.

"What about the rest?"

"Painting the house!"

After hearing what the little girl said, Jiang Hai didn't rush in.

At this moment, he was stunned by the scene in the small courtyard: "Is this... a swing?"

"Yes," Ruhua nodded with her two little hands behind her back, "Second brother specially made it for Xiaoyu and Xiaobai."

"He can still do this?"

In the center of the small courtyard stands a floor-standing swing frame, which is compact and sturdy with a simple structure.

However, it is a unique childishness to paint the mountains and rivers in colorful colors.

Jiang Hai couldn't help taking a few more glances: "If Xiaobai sees this, he will be crazy."

Even he himself was jealous, let alone the children.

"Second, third," Jiang Hai strode into the house, "I'm here."

"Come on, come on, what are you shouting about?"

"It's just in time," Jiang Shan casually threw a hat to the boss: "Help me brush it together."

"Yo, you guys are...?"

I thought the swing set outside was enough, but I didn't expect the inside to be more amazing.

Today, Jiang's house has been freshly painted, and the layout of the house has been slightly changed.

Of the large rooms on both sides of the main room, Jiang's father and mother still live in one, and the other has become Jiang He's new house.

As for the hut separated from the main room by a wall, it is logical to leave it to the two little guys.

For a while, what surprised Jiang Hai was the layout of the small room.

Red, blue and white high and low beds, and small wardrobes of the same color.

The most eye-catching thing is the mural painted by Jiang Shan and Jiang He.

For this mural, Jiang Shan chose the group picture of "Panda Department Store", and the various small animals are vivid and full of wit.

"I didn't expect that the walls at home can be painted like this?"

After being inexplicably moved, Jiang Hai pulled off the newspaper cap and put it on his head: "Tell me, what can I do for you?"

The boss after the divorce really has a feeling of seeing the sun behind the clouds.

However, whenever I saw a few members of the family outside, He Hemei, I was always worried about what the children would think after seeing similar scenes.

Distressed, guilty... The more I think about it, the more I feel wronged by the two poor little ones.

The only thing that makes me feel more at ease is the family behind me.

Especially the third child, he was even more thoughtful than he thought.

Just like now, who would have thought that he would turn his home into a kindergarten.

"Hehehehe," Jiang Hai, who felt more at ease the more he thought about it, couldn't help laughing.

"Brother," Ying Ruhua on the side kept her mouth shut and held back a smile, "Your hat seems a bit small, do you want me to refold it for you?"

"No need," while speaking, Jiang Hai's paper cap was even more crooked: "It's not easy to criticize newsprint, so let's do it!"

"haha okay!"

The brothers and sisters are busy in the new house together.

He's joking and doesn't look serious about working!
Thanks to the old craftsman Jiang He, all the furniture has gradually been painted to look decent.

Da da da……

With the sound of a string of high-heeled shoes, a lesbian wearing sunglasses walked into the courtyard of No. 51 on Anhe Street.

The left and right neighbors scattered in the small courtyard all stopped their housework at the same time.

His eyes couldn't help but follow the one who appeared suddenly.

In an emerald green dress and milky white high heels, a stylishly dressed woman walked past the courtyard with a blank expression.

The thumping footsteps were obviously not taking the usual route.

"Who is this man?"

"I haven't seen it before, the one next door?"

"Impossible, I have never seen any of the women around here!"

"Look what you can do."

"This lesbian, why do I look so familiar!"

"I also feel as if I have seen it somewhere."

"Look at it, it's not an ordinary person."

"Could it be some star?"

"Stars will come to our hospital?"

"Isn't she just..."

"...He's really a star!"

When the lesbian lowered her head again to check the house number on the note in her hand: "Excuse me, does Reporter Jiang live here?"

After asking again, the family with newspaper hats on their heads looked around the courtyard one after another.

"Who is looking for my little brother?" Jiang Chuan was the first to raise his head: "Excuse me, are you..."

Before the words fell to the ground, the lesbian standing in the small courtyard took off her sunglasses with a smile: "Jiangshan."

"Pan Hong,"

Jiang Shan, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, almost didn't let the cigarette burn when he opened his mouth: "How did you find this?"

If he remembered correctly, he only left a phone number for Pan Hong.

"Just ask." Pan Hong smiled and handed the cardboard box in her hand forward: "Hurry up and pick it up for me, it's too heavy."

"okay."

Jiang Shan quickly took it: "What is this, such a big box?"

"Electric fan." Pan Hong looked back at the neighbors gathered at the alley, and then whispered: "In two days, I will leave Pujiang."

"Come on, let's talk after entering the house." Seeing more and more people watching, Jiang Shan said decisively: "The house behind you is also my house."

After a period of complicated procedures, Pan Hong's relationship was finally transferred to Emei Film Studio.

When everything was ready and ready to leave, she thought of meeting by chance, but with comrade Jiangshan who was kind to her.

After thanking Jiang Chuan for the Happy Coke, Pan Hong couldn't help laughing: "Do you still remember how we filmed this commercial that day?"

"Of course I remember," Jiang Shan also smiled: "It's winter, you wear a short-sleeved dress, and you have to spray water on your face..."

"When I got home that day, I caught a cold."

"Hey, you should have said it earlier," Jiang Shan slapped his thigh, "If you had said it earlier, I will appoint Happy Coke to pay you [-] work-related injury expenses."

"Haha, what about work injury compensation?" Pan Hong said incredulously.

But in the next second, he looked at Jiang Shan and asked: "A while ago, Happy Coke came to me to shoot a promotional poster, and it was your attention again, right?"

"It was indeed my suggestion," Jiang Shan said, "Besides you, there is also Liu Xiaoqing."

"Oh? And her?"

"Correct!"

"Will there be others in the future?"

"For the time being, only the two of you have been appointed. These are called brand spokespersons. Since you have received the advertising fee of Happy Coke, remember to speak well for them whenever you have the opportunity."

Comrade Pan Hong will never forget that when he ran into walls everywhere and had nowhere to go.

An advertisement for Happy Coke quickly transformed him into a popular man.

"Don't worry," Pan Hong nodded, "I know what to do."

"Don't be too nervous," Jiang Shan clinked glasses with Pan Hong's Coke with the porcelain jar in his hand: "Just keep young and beautiful."

"Tch," Pan Hong pursed her lips and laughed, "Did you throw away the phone I gave you?"

"how is this possible."

"Remember to call my sister often in the future!"

"Success, what? Are you leaving now?"

"Let's go, I still have a few friends to meet."

"Hey, don't forget the cardboard box."

"Send it to you."

"What do I want that thing for?"

"Don't take me as a friend, do you?"

"I've kept it. I'll keep whatever you take in the future."

"It's almost there."

When the sound of Comrade Pan Hong's high-heeled shoes gradually drifted away.

The desktop electric fan in the cardboard box has been placed on the dining table neatly.

"It's so beautiful," Jiang Chuan pressed a row of buttons in turn: "Look, little brother, this electric fan also has colorful lights!"

"So good, so good, so good," Jiang Hai couldn't help but shake his head: "I'm talking about the third child, now even Pan Hong has come to curry favor with you."

"Heh," Jiang Shan lit his cigarette again: "It's not as exaggerated as you said."

In Huayuan New Village on Huangshan Road, Lu Xiao and his sister-in-law were pushing a bicycle.

The closer to the unit building, the more acquaintances.

The chattering voice behind him made the sister-in-law frown.

"Leave them alone," Lu Xiao's voice was as light as his expression: "Just pretend you didn't hear anything."

"But..." Sister-in-law can't bear it:

"Xiao Xiao, it's all my sister-in-law's mouth. I wanted to let them know that you and Xiao Jiang had obtained a marriage certificate, so they wouldn't say those nasty things about the old lady behind their backs. I didn't expect..."

"Unexpectedly, they said that I didn't get anything, so they sent themselves out casually."

"It's all my fault, think about it simply."

(End of this chapter)