Chapter 440 Meeting his tenant in the ballroom
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 1986, dance halls have sprung up all over the country.
Everyone entered the ballroom and walked on a row of sofas next to them. A slow four was playing in the dance hall, and the lights were swaying.
I am walking at an unchanging pace
To match your arrival
When he was panicking and hesitating
Please come with me
"Please come with me"
Fang Minghua heard this voice, it should be the voice of Taiwanese singer Su Rui.
Hai Yi told them that this dance hall has not been open for business for a long time, and is not only open 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.
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 Haiyi smiled and said: "You guys wait a minute, I will find some waiters to dance with you. A few songs.”
These days, it has become common for hotel waiters, especially those in some luxury hotels, to accompany guests to dance in the ballroom, and everyone is not surprised.
After a while, Haiyi walked in with six young girls, still wearing the hotel uniform - plaid shirt and black short skirt.
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.
"Brother, please behave like a gentleman and invite all the girls to dance." Hai Ti said with a smile.
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.
Others also took action.
Fang Minghua didn't move.
To be honest, it doesn’t matter whether he dances or not. He is not interested in this thing either.
But a petite-looking waiter looked at him and called out: "Uncle Fang, it's you."
Uncle Fang? !
Fang Minghua then noticed 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.
"Wang Zi?! It's you."
"Do you know each other?" Hai Ti, who was about to go dancing, asked.
"Yes, she is a friend of mine." Fang Minghua explained.
"Okay, you guys chat, I'll go dance." After saying that, he pulled a waiter onto the dance floor.
“Sit down.” Fang Minghua greeted.
Wang Zi sat obediently on the sofa next to Fang Minghua.
"You work in a hotel?" Fang Minghua asked.
"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 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 is a three-step dance, the Soviet song "The Hawthorn Tree".
The song is rippling gently
On the water at dusk
The factory in the dusk has given off its light
The train was running fast
The lights on the window were bright
Fang Minghua held the girl's right hand with his left hand, and gently held the other's waist with his right hand, following the rhythm and dancing with the girl. "Uncle Fang, you dance very well." The girl said with surprise in her tone: "Do you dance often?"
"Very few, I am the only one who is married. Men, why do you often go to the dance hall?" Fang Minghua said truthfully, "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 run to the dance hall often, right? You are still young now. You will know when you get married. "
"Marriage? I don't plan to get married."
The girl's words surprised Fang Minghua. Is it true that some people are becoming celibate in this era?
So he asked: "Why?"
"The Italian writer Giacomo Casanova said in his "My Life": Marriage is the grave of love."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, Casanova did it for himself To defend your love affair, you should listen to the words of a great man: “All relationships that are not for the purpose of marriage are just hooligans! ".Oh, it should be said by Shakespeare, quoted by the great man."
"Hahaha" Wang Zi was immediately amused by Fang Minghua's words: "Uncle Fang, you are very humorous, unlike last year in the courtyard When I see you, you look serious.”
“I’m serious?”
“Yes, I’m serious about checking the water meter and collecting rent.”
Oops
I almost forgot if I didn’t mention this, 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 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!
Holy shit!
I'm not like you, an old cow eating young grass.
Now that I have a wife, I still look for Xu Dashami.
But Fang Minghua didn’t bother to explain.
Fang Minghua returned to the General Political Courtyard after a face-to-face meeting. After dinner the next morning, he went to Liuya Hutong on the edge of Shicha 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, and the entire wall was covered with roses. Covered in flowers, colorful like a 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 hydrangeas are also planted in the small yard
The entire 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. There is no problem in walking 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 came out sleepily.
Seeing that it was Fang Minghua, the girl showed a smile on her face: "Uncle Fang, you are here. Dian Dian, please stop shouting! I am the master of this place! If you call me careful again, even you and I will be kicked out. Get 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 has begun to break through the price barrier.
(End of this chapter)