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Chapter 440 The dance hall meets its own tenants

Fang Minghua originally wanted to go back to the General Political Courtyard, but couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the two of them, so he had to follow everyone to the sixteenth floor. Since social dance halls were allowed to operate in 86, dance halls have sprung up all over the country.

Everyone entered the ballroom and walked to a row of sofas next to them. A slow four was playing in the dance hall, and the lights were swaying.

I keep walking at the same pace

It's to coincide with your arrival
In times of panic and hesitation

please follow me
"plz follow me"

Fang Minghua heard that the voice should be that of Taiwanese singer Su Rui.

Haiyi told them that this dance hall had not been open for business for a long time and was open not only to guests staying in the hotel, but also to the public.

Sure enough, Fang Minghua saw a lot of people dancing through the lights. It was a dark place, mostly young men and women, middle-aged people and even foreigners.

Wang Shuo asked the waiter to bring another dozen beers, and everyone started drinking beer again.

"Do you know each other?" Haiyi asked, who was about to go dancing.

Uncle Fang? !

To be honest, it didn't matter whether he danced or not, and he wasn't interested in it either.

"You work in a hotel?" Fang Minghua asked.

Girls vary in height, short, fat and thin, but they are all pretty.

At this time, the song had just ended, and new dance music started again.

But a petite-looking waiter looked at him and called out: "Uncle Fang, it's you."

Wang Zi sat obediently on the sofa next to Fang Minghua.

After a while, Haiyi walked in with six young girls, still wearing the hotel uniform - plaid shirt and black short skirt.

"Wang Zi?! It's you."

"Okay, you guys chat, I'll go dance." After saying that, he pulled a waiter onto the dance floor.

Others also took action.

"Yes, she is a friend of mine." Fang Minghua explained.

After hearing what Hai Yi said, Feng Xiaogang, who was sitting next to him, immediately stood up and politely asked a girl in front of him to dance.

Only then did Fang Minghua notice that the girl who called him uncle was actually a tenant in his courtyard house, and she looked at him with a smile on her face.

These days, it has become common for hotel waiters, especially those in some luxury hotels, to accompany guests to dance in ballrooms, and everyone is not surprised.

Fang Minghua didn't move.

"Sit down." Fang Minghua greeted.

"Brother, please behave like a gentleman and invite all the girls to dance." Hai Ti said with a smile.

In fact, there is no point in just sitting around with a few grown men, and it is difficult to invite strange girls based on their status, so Hai Wei said with a smile: "You guys wait a minute, I will find some waiters to dance a few songs with you."

"Yes, I have been here for three months. I am a receptionist. Today is the first time that Mr. Lu asked me to dance with his friend."

"Oh you can dance?"

"Of course, I can dance very well. Uncle Fang, let's dance a song."

Seeing the girl's invitation, Fang Minghua had no choice but to stand up and the two of them entered the dance floor.

This time it was a three-step dance number, the Soviet song "The Hawthorn Tree".

The song gently ripples
on the water at dusk

The factory in the dusk has given off a flash of light

The train is running fast

The car windows are brightly lit

Fang Minghua held the girl's right hand with his left hand, and gently held the girl's waist with his right hand, following the rhythm and leading the girl to dance. "Uncle Fang, you dance very well." The girl said with surprise in her tone, "Do you dance often?"

"Very few. Why do I, a married man, often go to dance halls?" Fang Minghua told the truth, "Today, you husband insisted on dragging me in."

"Huh? I didn't expect you, Uncle Fang, to be so conservative."

"Conservative? I guess no one likes their husband or wife to go to the dance hall often, right? You are still young. You will know when you get married."

"Marriage? I don't plan to get married."

Fang Minghua was a little surprised by the girl's words. In this era, some people started to be celibate?

So he asked: "Why?"

"Italian writer Giacomo Casanova said in his "My Life": Marriage is the grave of love."

"Don't listen to his nonsense. Casanova is just trying to justify his affair. You should listen to the great man's words: "All relationships that are not for the purpose of marriage are hooligans!" ".Oh, it should have been said by Shakespeare, quoted by the great man."

"Hahaha" Wang Zi was immediately amused by Fang Minghua's words: "Uncle Fang, you speak very humorously, unlike last year when I saw you in the courtyard with a serious face."

"Am I serious?"

"Yes, it's very serious about checking the water meter and collecting rent."

Oops
If I didn't mention this, I almost forgot, it's time to collect rent this year!
The two chatted while dancing, which was quite enjoyable.

After dancing for a while and seeing that it was already getting late, everyone was ready to go home.

Before leaving, Wang Zi greeted warmly: "Uncle Fang, I have planted a lot of flowers in the courtyard. They are beautiful. You can take a look at them tomorrow. I am working the night shift tonight and will be on vacation tomorrow."

Fang Minghua originally planned to go to the courtyard house in Liuya Hutong tomorrow.

What's the point of visiting Yanjing without taking a look at your own yard?
But when Wang Zi said this, the other men looked at Fang Minghua with ambiguous eyes.

Especially Wang Shuo, the look in his eyes seemed to mean, I didn’t expect that you, Fang Minghua, was still a little girl hiding in the Golden House of Yanjing!

What the hell!

I'm not like you, an old cow eating young grass.

Now that I have a daughter-in-law, I still look for Xu Dashami.

But Fang Minghua didn't bother to explain.

Fang Minghua met and returned to the General Political Courtyard. After dinner the next morning, he went to Liuya Hutong on the edge of Shichahai Sea.

He rushed to his small courtyard deep in the alley, opened the door, and walked into the hanging flower door. He was immediately attracted by the scene in front of him. There were roses planted under the wall. It was the flowering season now. The entire wall was covered with roses, colorful like Waterfall of flowers.

it's beautiful!
Fang Minghua couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In addition to this side of roses, peonies, roses, bougainvilleas, and hydrangea are also planted in the small yard.
The whole small yard is like a sea of ​​flowers.

The door of the room where Wang Zi lives is closed. It seems that the night shifter is still sleeping today. Fang Minghua has no intention of waking the girl up. It's okay to just walk around.

At this time, a small white Pekingese dog came out of nowhere and barked at Fang Minghua.

The barking of the puppy soon alerted the people in the house. The door opened and a girl in a skirt walked out sleepily.

Seeing that it was Fang Minghua, the girl's face showed a smile: "Uncle Fang, you are here. Diandian, please stop shouting! I am the master of this place! If you call me careful again, you and I will be kicked out!"

The puppy seemed to understand Wang Zi's words, and ran up to the girl and started wagging its tail at Fang Minghua.

"You raised it?"

"Yeah, I'm a little scared to live alone. By the way, Uncle Liu and the others have moved away. He left the rent to me and asked me to give it to you." After Wang Zi finished speaking, he ran back to the house and came out a few minutes later, holding the money in his hand. A few coins and two keys.

Fang Minghua looked at it and put it in his pocket.

"Why don't they rent it?" Fang Minghua asked casually.

"Uncle Liu said that prices have risen too much recently, and everything he does here requires money, so he returned to his hometown." Wang Zi explained.

Oh, yes, this year the country started to break through the price barrier.

(End of this chapter)