Siheyuan: You were asked to help the Jia family, but you were all sent to prison

"Just kidding, why can't godfather!"

"Godfather is great, mom, godfather can play the piano!"

Well, your little mouth is really fast, learn from the aunts in the yard!

Chen Man immediately looked at Zhao Yang when he heard the words, and was surprised again, "You can also play the piano?"

"Yes, it's just a hobby." Anyway, Zhao Yang admitted it openly.

"The piano piece..."

Before Chen Man finished speaking, Zhao Yang interrupted immediately, "I can't say for sure, I'm still trying."

Looking at Zhao Yang again and again, Chen Man found that this younger brother is really a treasure, giving you the feeling of digging a treasure from time to time.

She secretly remembered that she didn't ask too much.

At this time, the second aunt came in in a hurry.

The two girls hurriedly said hello and said hello.

"Xiu Ning, you came at the right time!" Chen Man expressed his thoughts, "Look, do you want to change your generals before the battle?"

Originally, Yu Xiuning decided that the performance of the song was good luck, and it would be the last song.

But now there is a more suitable song, "Love My China".

"Of course I have no problem changing it." Yu Xiuning had watched this song yesterday, and there was no problem performing on stage this afternoon.

She added: "It's just, are you sure you want to make this song appear in today's show?"

Chen Man was woken up by Yu Xiuning. Indeed, this song can be said to be very suitable for this unit, and it can be regarded as the finale of this year.

So, today's cultural performance, should we show it?

Chen Man thought for a while, unable to make up his mind, "Well, I just want to take Zhao Yang to head Wu, and tell her about it by the way."

Picking up the two songs, Chen Man did not forget to tell her: "Lingling, sing it a few more times, this song will be set for the afternoon program."

After finishing speaking, she took four pieces of paper with two nursery rhymes and two red songs.

"Don't worry, Mom!"

Jiang Ling nodded. She had memorized "Singing and Smiling".

And this made Yu Xiuning curious.

Leaving aside her, Zhao Yang followed Chen Man to an office on the left upstairs.

"Head, this is Comrade Zhao Yang. Today he brought two songs. Please show me. There are also two nursery rhymes that he just composed."

"Zhao Yang, this is Wu Ping, head of our Central National Song and Dance Troupe."

After Chen Man's introduction, Captain Wu Ping's face was full of enthusiasm, "Comrade Zhao Yang, your name is very popular with me, and I have long wanted to see your true face."

"You're welcome, I often hear Sister Chen talking about you, saying you, it's this (thumbs up), I've wanted to see you for a long time, but I'm so busy with all kinds of things, especially in the past few days... "

After some politeness, Chen Man gave the four songs to Head Wu for review.

I saw her supporting the mirror frame, frowning slightly, and looking carefully.

"It's so right, look at how well this word is written, 56 ethnic groups, 56 flowers... the latter one is also good..."

It's just that it's not a big meeting, so head Wu Ping applauded and applauded repeatedly, saying no.

Not surprisingly, the song "Love Me China" was written in her heart.

There was a smile on the corner of Zhao Yang's mouth.

The Central National Song and Dance Troupe brings together ethnic minority artists from all over the world.

This kind of song that praises the unity of the nationalities, and finally raises its purpose to sing the praises of the motherland. For the leading cadres of the National Song and Dance Troupe, it is a brilliant achievement that they will present this masterpiece at the end of the year.

Speaking of it, Zhao Yang plagiarized other people's songs from later generations.

But he didn't feel ashamed.

Thinking of it this way, Zhao Yang took out the songs that they would write in the original track in advance. Those original authors are all amazing talents, and they designated that they would write a new song of the same quality.

Zhao Yang took six, and they will write six more, so he still has credit for the literary and artistic undertakings of the motherland!

Of course, meritorious service should be rewarded. No, Chen Man asked Captain Wu how to arrange it for Zhao Yang.

Unlike later generations, a song can be traded for money.

These days, they all pay attention to dedication to the collective, and if the leader Wu wants to release these songs in a legitimate way, Zhao Yang must join the singing and dancing troupe.

But Zhao Yang's situation is quite special. He is actually a worker who belongs to a large state-owned rolling mill.

A little difficult to do, but not impossible.

Head Wu pondered for a while, and said, "Comrade Zhao Yang, I would like to hire you as the creative research consultant of our song and dance troupe, under the name of the creative research department, so that there is no need to mobilize the personnel relations of the organization."

"In the future, I will apply for a high-level special allowance for you. If it is successfully approved, the total monthly salary will be 133 yuan and 5 cents. What do you think?"

Zhao Yang was overjoyed when he heard the words. If this was the case, plus the salary of the seventh-level fitter, his apparent monthly income would reach two hundred and five yuan.

The upper-level residents in the courtyard belong to it!

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The Jiazhang family also claimed to be an upper-class resident in the courtyard. The only pity is that the young master has not returned home, and has not yet inherited a million-dollar fortune.

"Jia Zhang, who is this?"

Yang Ruihua just came out of the cellar and took a basket of potatoes. Seeing Mrs. Jia and a middle-aged man coming in side by side, he asked curiously.

"This is my wife, Lin Yecheng. We have received a marriage certificate, and he will be in the hospital from now on!"

Jia Zhang held the mangy dog's arm and was very intimate, but Yang Ruihua was already dumbfounded.

Old...wife?

"This is Yang Ruihua, the second uncle's wife in our yard, you can call her the second aunt."

"Hello, my name is Lin Yecheng. From now on, you can just call me Mangy Dog." Mangy Dog stretched out his hand to Yang Ruihua, looked him over, and suddenly became active.

This may be a goal.

Yang Ruihua was still stunned on the spot, Jiazhang curled her lips, "What a mangy dog ​​sounds ugly, I'm used to barking in the factory, there's no way, let them call you Lao Lin when I get up in the yard today."

A mangy dog ​​is undeniable, it doesn't matter what it's called.

And when Yang Ruihua came back to his senses, he first looked at Lin Yecheng, looked at the big yellow teeth, looked at the scruffy appearance, and then looked at the outstretched hand, with thick dirt hidden under the fingernails, and felt a chill in his heart .

"I'm sorry, I'm holding something here, so I won't hold my hand. You guys are busy first."

Yang Ruihua noticed that the two had large and small bags, which were probably Lin Yecheng's property.

Mrs. Jia Zhang waved his hand, and as soon as he greeted him, he led the mangy dog ​​towards the middle courtyard.

It wasn't until the backs of the two disappeared in the hallway that Yang Ruihua hurried home to put down the potatoes, and then hurried to the inverted room.

Jia Zhang is looking for a wife!

This is another big news after the leader came this morning!

Qin Huairu was washing clothes when she heard footsteps and raised her eyes subconsciously, but she was dumbfounded.

"Mom, this is it."

Before Jia Zhang's introduction, the mangy dog ​​coughed up thick phlegm, showed his big yellow teeth and smiled, "You are Cuihua's daughter-in-law, right? I'm Lin Yecheng, and I'll live in your house from now on."

The voice just fell.

Qin Huairu glanced at the thick yellow phlegm, and then looked up and down at the mangy dog.

For a while, she was confused.

Why live in our house?

Please make it clear!

"Huairu, the clothes will be washed later, come and help me, this is my new wife, you can call him Uncle Lin from now on, the marriage certificate is already issued, and he will live in our house from now on."

Regarding bringing the mangy dog ​​home, Jia Zhang never discussed it with his family.

Now she is the mainstay of the family, so she doesn't care what Dongxu and Huairu stickies think.

Besides, bringing the mangy dog ​​back was not for this family.

Qin Huairu followed into the house in a daze.

Not surprisingly, Jia Dongxu was shocked.

Then he was so angry that he almost died on the spot.

To be honest, Jia Dongxu was so angry that it wasn't about Jia Zhang looking for a partner. After all, the matter of "marrying a dead father and mother" is really unstoppable.

The key is to find a decent one even if you want to find it!

Sticking to the sudden addition of a man in the family, he didn't feel anything, but staring at the big and small bags, he couldn't help itching for a while.

I haven't searched for it for a long time.

"Come, come, come and help me, turn the house upside down, this thing has a lot of property."

Jia Zhang started the arrangement very actively.

Before this, their family, except for the stick that slept in the main room outside, Jia Zhang, his son and daughter-in-law, and Xiaodang Sophora japonica were all crowded on the kang in the back room.

Of course, it is also a common thing these days.

But now that the mangy dog ​​is moving in, Mrs. Jia Zhang intends to let Dongxu share a bed with the father and son in the main room, and let the mangy dog ​​live on the kang in the back room.

Qin Huairu was not happy when he heard it, this man was too sloppy, she couldn't accept it.

And when she thought about living with this person for a long time in the future, she was even more devastated.

"Huahuahua Xiaodang and I go to sleep in the main room, and let the stick go to sleep in it."

Qin Huairu took the initiative to invite Ying, the bed in the main room is not big, and the Sophora japonica has just been born and needs to be taken care of.

"All right, all you want."

It doesn't matter to Jia Zhang, anyway, let the mangy dog ​​sleep in the best place in the house.