Uncle Deyun

Chapter 409 Do You Have No Money To Buy A Mobile Phone?
As soon as Yi Yang appeared, it was as if the school cafeteria was open for dinner. Everyone shouted at the top of their voices, and the most heard voice was the handsome uncle. Yi Yang also waved and greeted, which made the onlookers very excited. It is not an exaggeration to say that the 2000 people today, A thousand and five hundred came for him, and another five hundred accompanied those who came for him.

"I really didn't expect so many people to come to cheer, but you are going to suffer."

Everyone heard what Yi Yang said, and they all understood what it meant.

"Yesterday, the group of people could sleep here. You have a lot of people today, and the place is not big enough. It's really not possible. I still have a bed in my house. I'm going to auction it. It's not too much. It can be sold for hundreds of thousands. I'm good. Wholesale some bunk beds or something."

This time everyone understands it, and they want to laugh when they understand it. I always feel that the old man’s words are the same as talking about cross talk, and he is happy when he listens.

After finishing the airs and other things, Yi Yang started the chatting mode before it was time.

"Big girl, yes, let's talk about you, what, I'm 22 this year, that's right, I'm exactly 23, and I'm not messed up at all."

"Young man, I think you and I are destined. Let's become sworn brothers. I don't have any other requirements. I don't want to be born on the same day in the same year. I just want to die in the same year. What do you think?"

"The one with the flower and butterfly hat, yes, you don't need to look at others, just say you. I think you have a familiar feeling, especially like a big star. To be honest, how do you take care of it? It's almost seventy. Like Seventeen."

During the waiting time, there was constant laughter at the scene. Although many people were behind and couldn’t see anyone, I felt happy just listening to the voice. However, Yi Yang also made some preparations on the last day. Go up, this time everyone can see it.

"I don't know if I don't come up. When I came up, I was taken aback. I almost didn't take my brother away. It's all people. I'm afraid there are more than [-] friends. Those who didn't come in don't have money to buy mobile phones?"

I don't know if there are people who always listen to cross talk and shout yes in cooperation.

"Yeah, that's easy to handle. I'll see who's phone falls off after a while, and I'll hand it over to you. Remember to give me a red envelope."

Talking and laughing, time passed quickly, the time was up, everything was done, Yi Yang started today's singing.

Today's song is also a popular song, but Yi Yang prefers the story heard in this song, so he chose this song for the last day of singing in Old Street.

"You are in the southern sun, the snow is falling
I am in the cold night in the north, the seasons are like spring

If it's too late before dark, I'll forget your eyes
Poor life, can't finish a dream"

Nanshannan, a song like a poem, it feels a little sad when sung, but countless people in this song can hear countless stories, there is the process of pursuing happiness, and there is also the pain of parting. Joy, but also a moment of regret.

"Nanshan South, North Autumn Sad
Nanshan Yougudui

The south wind murmurs, the north sea goes north

Beihai has a tombstone"

As the last note fell, everyone didn't know why, and felt a little lost, as if they had finished a certain person's life. In this person's life, they saw many, many stories that were the same as themselves, maybe just A certain paragraph may be very long.

With the end of the final music, Yi Yang waved goodbye to everyone, and some people shouted goodbye tomorrow, Yi Yang returned a smile, he knew that many people would be each other's passers-by, including them.

It was another morning, and many people took out their mobile phones at 59:[-], preparing to grab a spot, because it started at ten o'clock, and it turned out...

"Oh, how is it possible, I haven't heard it yet."

"Why? It was so sudden."

The reason why everyone asked questions was because after opening the software, they found that it was a passage left by Yi Yang.

"When I came, there were two people and one bag.

When I leave, two people, one bag

Meeting between coming and going is our fate
Separation is also an inevitable result

The homeless old man must continue to wander

I will think of you when I am wandering. "

Just a few words made many people cry. There are many people coming and going in this city every day, but very few of them can be kept in each other's memory. Today, there is one more person in their memory. Everyone doesn't know who he is. Where he came from, and where he is going, I only know that he has a name, and his name is the wandering old man.

"Do you have any regrets about leaving like this?"

Yi Yang shook his head, put his things away, and took a sip of water.

"There are too many regrets in life, as long as you are by my side now, there will be no regrets."

Two people, on the train, rely on each other, there will be melancholy of parting, but after all, it will become much lighter because they have someone they love to accompany them.

Yi Yang chose Guangzhou as the second stop of his trip. In May, the weather in Guangzhou has become sultry. Yi Yang is not used to this climate. Zhou Ziyi grew up in the south, but after spending a long time in the north, she became less accustomed to it. Get used to this climate.

"This is the little waist, right?"

"Yes, I was filming here back then. The time is so fast, I didn't expect it to be more than 30 years since I came back."

In the first few days in Guangzhou, the two of them just ate and drank. In fact, Yi Yang was not used to the food here, but Zhou Ziyi liked it very much. He was completely an escort. By the way, he was looking for a place where he could sing. He didn’t have enough street singers. Woolen cloth.

"Daughter-in-law, listen, is there someone singing?"

The two of them were riding the couple's tandem bike on the street, and Yi Yang felt as if he heard someone playing the guitar and singing.

"You heard me wrong, I didn't hear anything."

"Impossible, there must be a voice, let's go find it."

Following the sound, Yi Yang looked for it. In a park square, Yi Yang saw a person singing, and it wasn't just one person, but many people, some in the form of a band. Obviously, this is the gathering place for everyone to sing.

"Go, have a look."

Zhou Ziyi got out of the car and looked at the man trotting all the way, she could only shake her head helplessly, she didn't know what was wrong, it seemed that she was addicted to singing, and now she wanted to perform every day.

"Excuse me, are you paying them to sing here?"

Yi Yang found someone to ask about the situation.

"No, voluntary, ten yuan a day, go to the park management office to apply for a sign, and then as long as you find a place within this range, all the places that can be occupied are drawn, and those without the lines cannot be occupied."

Yi Yang struggled to understand this passage. The difference between Cantonese and Mandarin is too great. This Guangpu probably doesn't use it very often, so he can understand one sentence and not understand one sentence when he speaks it.

(End of this chapter)