Chapter 20 Uncle Yu
The announcer in the news is reporting: "This morning, the County People's Hospital organized capable personnel, led by Comrade Lu Xinhua, deputy director and director of surgery, to Longguan Township, Qiming District , carry out medical treatment and warm-heartedness activities in the countryside..."
My mother turned to chat with Zhou Zhi about going to Manzhou. When she heard that Miss Liu had brought something to Mr. Yu, she wanted Zhou Zhi to deliver it. .
"Goodbye." Zhou Zhi said: "I'm afraid that the old man won't be able to bear the urge to play the vinyl records, so don't watch TV in that building."
Grandma said : "Then go tomorrow, and ask Mr. Yu by the way. It's the Chinese New Year, so it's time to change the hanging embroidery samples."
I heard from my father that before the liberation of the Lao Yu family, he was the young master of a national capitalist in Jiachuan.
Aunt Yu had a poor background. When she was six years old, her family sent her to an embroidery room to work as an embroiderer. Later she became a maid in Lao Yu's family.
Later, the state still arranged Uncle Yu to work in a tobacco company, but his identity changed dramatically.
I heard that it was Mr. Yu’s capitalist father who was in charge, and he and Aunt Yu eventually became husband and wife, and they have been in love for decades.
In my previous life, Zhou Zhi listened to these just to enjoy the excitement. At that time, I only knew that the old man liked listening to operas, symphonies, drinking coffee and smoking hookah, and he looked lazy.
Anyway, there are a lot of bad things in her body, which are all caused by Aunt Yu’s habit.
Thinking about it now, it is also a family with a story.
But Uncle Yu is not without merits. He has a kind attitude, or he doesn't care about anything, and he sent his children to Manzhou to work.
Speaking of which, Brother Yu San and Sister Xiaoliu are really the first two sons and daughters in the Zhou Zhi family building to step out of Jiachuan.
The next morning, my parents went to work. Zhou Zhi took the vinyl record with him and went downstairs.
"Old man?" Zhou Zhi knocked on the door softly: "Mr. Yu?"
Due to the high wall, the ground floor of the dormitory is darker than the second floor. On the contrary, the inner room, which is next to the tax bureau dormitory, is slightly brighter.
Uncle Yu’s house therefore has an extra small patio than other houses.
Mr. Yu is wearing a black silk jacket, which is also rare in Jiachuan, white socks and black cloth shoes, and is watering the flowers in the small patio.
They are all orchids, and they grow very well. Orchids are adapted to such an environment.
"I just made a pair." Mr. Yu recited slowly while watering the flowers: "The house is dark - can know - Lan Xing - early, the building is low - good to see - Yan comes - frequently. Little Zhou Zhi, Duan Duan, okay?”
Zhou Zhi imitated Mr. Yu’s tone: “Coarse tea—light rice—deposit— Real taste, not bitter - bad mash is not bitter - poor. "
"Hey, it's still on!" Mr. Yu's face is smooth and white, with no wrinkles. He looks better than many of his peers. He is ten or twenty years younger. I think he was that kind of handsome young man back then. Brother Yu San and Sister Xiao Liu both inherited his inheritance.
"Be careful, old man, the moss is thick inside the patio." The patio is full of orchids and there is only a small passage. It is difficult for Zhou Zhi to go in and help the old man out, so he can only stand on the edge of the patio and stretch out his hand.
“I’m not old enough yet.” The old man put down the kettle and came out of the patio: “You’re still smart, let me lay the patio with blue bricks, so you won’t be afraid of slipping.”
"It's just that the light is a bit poor, and the flowers have to be exchanged from time to time." The old man wiped his hands with the handkerchief on the washstand by the patio: "Only in this way can the rain and dew be absorbed."
"Well, even the fragrance of the flowers makes my house smell. ”
Now is the time when orchids are in bloom, and everyone upstairs is enjoying the light.
"Haha." The old man smiled and said: "Is it better to smell better here?"
"The subtle fragrance is far away, and there is no one who can smell it in front of me. Besides, there is another one in my house that is better than the old man's. .”
"Where?"
"I have a lot of family members. There is only one person in your family who listens, and five people in my family listen together. Now that the third sister has returned to her hometown, there are four more."
"This is an elegant thing, you can count with me Heads? "
"The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, the Eight Immortals in the Drink, and the Four Hairpins, are not counting heads."
"How long have you been here? Ah.”
"I just came back from Manzhou. Miss Liu bought some good things for you."
"Did you just say that you wanted to be her lobbyist? Stop it now."
"What! I bought it, but... I asked Sister Xiaoliu to give me the money."
"Play it and listen to it."
Zhou Zhi came to the record player in the living room and played Put the record on the needle, turn on the switch, and the record spins slowly.
As soon as the three big pictures and the four big boards rang out, the old man's eyes lit up: ""Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom"?"
"Sample plays, five pictures! Do you think it's easy to get some of this for you? ?”
Tong Xiangling’s steel voice sounded in the living room Getting up, the old man slowly sat down on the chair: "It's really a good thing..."
This is a set of vinyl records of modern Peking Opera model operas, which were once sung throughout the country, and were popular among Zhou Zhi's father and his generation. Many people can sing from beginning to end.
But in these years, it has disappeared for a long time.
It would not be until a few years later that excerpts from "Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom" would appear on the Spring Festival Gala again.
Political factors aside, these model operas can indeed be regarded as the pinnacle of modern Peking Opera.
“How about I give you another can of hookah?”
“I don’t smoke when the orchids are blooming.” The old man closed his eyes and waved his hand.
After listening for a while, the old man finally opened his eyes: "Xiao Zhouzhi, thank you."
"I can't afford it, and neither can Miss Sixth Sister." Zhou Zi said with a playful smile, "As long as you are happy, old man." "That's all you want to do today? Then I will kick you out, don't delay me from watching the show."
“One more thing, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, grandma said it’s time to change your family’s embroidery patterns. "
"I have to trouble your grandma this time every year..." Mr. Yu sighed: "Forget it, let's just let it go. I won't give up after this year."< br>
“Old man,” Zhou Zhi thought for a moment: “I heard that Aunt Yu used to be a maid in the house?”
"What a maid!" The old man was a little angry, and then he said in a dull tone: "Forget about those things about Chen Guzi and rotten sesame seeds. After all, it was me who dragged her down..."
"Don't be angry, old man." Zhou Zhi He quickly explained: "I don't mean to look down on Aunt Yu at all."
"Also Not to mention being a drag or not, Aunt Yu has never thought about it that way, right?"
"I mean, if a person really has a spirit in heaven, she should be more willing to let the old man keep this thought. Right? "
The old man looked at the orchid in the patio, and something flashed in his eyes.
"So I feel that I still have to hang up this embroidery, not only for myself, but also to enlighten Aunt Yu."
Zhou Zhi thought for a while and added seriously: "I will open my eyes all night long and repay the favor. "I have never raised my eyebrows in my life."
Old man Yu closed his eyes again and remained silent. For a long time: "I thought it was wrong. Go ahead, little Zhouzhi. The embroidery samples are all in the old camphor wood box under the bed in the bedroom."
"Then don't disturb the old man, just listen to the show. Leave it all to me."
He walked quietly into the old man's bedroom and opened the box.
The box is filled with silks of various colors, embroidered with exquisite patterns.
Grandma is a country master, and she has always been very envious of this exquisite craftsmanship that is authentically inherited from the city.
So every year I take the initiative to take on this job and sew the embroidery patterns left by Aunt Yu onto the cloth shell, then stretch it on the bottom board, bind it into a photo frame, and let Uncle Yu hang it up.
But Zhou Zhi has another mission this time.
There are many old objects in the elm box, which are probably left behind by Uncle Yu’s family back then.
There was a thief in the house back then, and not many things were left behind. Later, Uncle Yu put them directly under his bed.
But this uncle is not worried about Zhou Zhi, as all the family wealth has been leaked to him.
Zhizhi was very careful. There were several kinds of porcelain inside, the base was Yongzhi and Qianlong, and the quality was in good condition.
There are also a few pieces that are clearly Hetian jade, as well as a few southern Yunnan red beads, jade snuff bottles and the like.
This thing is not expensive now, but if it happens in another thirty years...
There are also some documents that are old, including certificates and certificates from the public-private partnership back then.
Finally, Zhou Zhi found what he wanted, a brown cardboard household registration book.
When I opened it, I saw the family population written by the staff in imitation Song script. The name of the sixth sister was on top.
Wrap the household registration book with a crane and Ganoderma embroidery pattern, close the box again, push it under the bed, Zhou Zhi quietly comes to the living room, takes down the previously framed embroidery pattern from the wall, and leaves He went to the recliner and said softly: "Old man, I chose a picture of Ganoderma lucidum and fairy birds. Then I will go back."
Old man Yu still closed his eyes and only waved his hand to express his understanding.
Zhou Zhi walked out of the door, turned up the stairs, and then quickened his pace.
Except for going to Caiba to steal youths on New Year's Day, this was the first time in his life that he had become a thief. He had actually been panicking for a long time.
When I got home, I dialed Sister Liu’s house first, but there was no one there. Then I wanted to call Sister Liu’s shop. After dialing a few numbers, I thought I couldn’t. Finally, I remembered Zhu Dazhang’s pager number. Called it.
I quickly thought about the phone call, and Zhou Zhi picked up the phone: "Hello?"
"I, Zhu Dazhang, who is looking for me?"
"I'm thoughtful."
"Oh my elbow!" Zhu Dazhang's voice suddenly became louder: "You're really going to kill me!"
The voice on the microphone was so loud, Zhou Zhi quickly removed the microphone from his ear One point: "What's wrong with me?"
"It turned out that it wasn't your dad you were following that day?! Your little sixth sister gave me that scratch..."
"When did I say that? Is it my dad?" Zhou Zhi was confused.
"If it's not your father, why are you trying to catch him?" Zhou Zhi could already picture Zhu Dazhang spitting wildly on the other end.
“It’s none of your business!” At this time, the tobacco tycoon must be suppressed, but he didn’t dare to speak loudly, which would inevitably lead to him losing some of his advantage: “If you continue to make trouble, you’ll be gone!”
"Ben'er? What Ben'er?" Zhu Dazhang suddenly thought of something, turned off the engine, and his voice became cautious. I hesitated and worried: "Elbow...gudu...then...this book...hukou book?" Mr. Yu's well is a broadcasting station, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hear the sound clearly in the whole building. The sound insulation is very poor.
So I had to whisper secretly: "Yes, I got the household registration book."
"Oh, my brother! Wait, I'll leave immediately!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
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