Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

Chang Laowu was ignored by Ms. Guo and isolated by the entire family.

Of course, this so-called isolation only applies when Ms. Guo is present. In other situations, everyone should remain the same.

Faced with this situation, what else could Chang Laowu say? He could only accept it. After all, she ran away from home on her own initiative, and the key point was that she took Chang Yingya away with her.

Now that I'm back, thinking back on it, if the old lady knew that her daughter and eldest granddaughter almost died outside, she would probably be scared to death.

So instead of confronting back, Chang Laowu was thick-skinned and followed Ms. Guo around every day, trying to soften his mother's attitude with his actions.

Of course, Chang Yingya was not much better off. Her grandmother felt sorry for her granddaughter and didn't bother with her, but her own mother was also very unhappy because she was finding fault with her.

I can understand why you ran away from home, but can you call regularly to let me know you're safe after you left?

We have the conditions at home. Even if you are in the primeval forest, you can send a telegram. We have a radio at home.

So Chang Yingya has been very well-behaved in front of Shen Qianwen these days.

Today, the aunt and nephew were hiding in the house again, sighing and sharing their frustrating experiences of being scolded by their mother and not daring to talk back.

"You two are here, Xiaoya, is your dad home?"

"Uncle Damao is here. A car came to pick him up just now. He must be going to a meeting."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao showed a look of disappointment and prepared to turn around and leave.

Chang Laowu stopped him and said, "Brother Damao, what do you want from my brother? Tell me, maybe I can help you."

Xu Damao stopped and thought for a while, then sat down aside. Chang Yingya poured him a glass of water and brought him a plate of melon seeds and peanuts.

"But it's not a big deal. It's just that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and our station plans to hold a TV gala for the people of the whole country on the night of New Year's Eve."

Chang Laowu threw the peanuts into his mouth. Hearing this, his eyes lit up and he said, "This is a good thing. Now everyone's living conditions have improved. Many families have televisions. If there is a gala on TV on New Year's Eve, the New Year's Eve dinner will be much more lively. But Brother Damao, what does this have to do with my brother?"

Xu Damao did not hide anything and directly stated his purpose.

"It's nothing. I'm just asking your brother for advice on behalf of the station. After all, we have no experience with this kind of TV gala, and we don't know how to organize it. The most important thing is..."

Xu Damao hesitated for a moment and then said, "The most important thing is the scale. After all, your brother has a special status, and the station asked me to ask for his opinion."

"So that's what happened!"

Chang Laowu and Chang Yingya looked at each other. What experience or no experience? This is what TV stations do for a living, so how could they not have experience? The key is to come and ask about the control of the scale of the evening party.

After all, Chang Zhengyang is one of the few high-level leaders in Yanjing City who has a say and is relatively open-minded and easy to talk to.

The TV station asked Xu Damao to come and sound out the situation at this time, just like a 1 who wanted to add insurance for himself.

Xu Damao drank a cup of tea, ate some melon seeds and peanuts here and then left.

I don’t know what happened, but it started snowing again. We had dinner in Yard 95. After all, in the eyes of several elderly people, Chang Yingya had lost weight and needed more nutrition.

Therefore, today's dinner is as sumptuous as usual, and the main dish is lamb rib hotpot, with plenty of lamb ribs!

Chang Zhengyang came back just as it was getting dark. As soon as he entered the house, Chang Yingya told him about what Xu Damao had looked for him in the afternoon.

"Dad, Uncle Damao came to see you this afternoon. He wanted to talk to you about the TV station's New Year's Eve party..."

"Spring Festival Gala?"

"Eh? Is the name of the party called Spring Festival Gala?"

Chang Yingya took Chang Zhengyang's coat with some confusion. Seeing this, Chang Zhengyang immediately realized that the Spring Festival Gala was still an unfamiliar term to everyone at this time.

However, Chinese characters have a magical power. No matter what new things appear, Chinese characters do not need to be re-created. We only need to select suitable characters from the existing character library to recombine into a new noun.

Because Chinese characters are both pictographic and ideographic, every Chinese person who can read can always guess the general meaning of a new noun when he encounters it.

Therefore, Chang Yingya immediately understood the meaning of the Spring Festival Gala and accurately grasped its essence.

The adjective "party"!

Chang Yingya hung her coat on the coat hook and asked in confusion, "Dad, do you mean the theme of this party is joy?"

Chang Zhengyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, what did Xu Damao say?"

He guessed that his daughter asked this question because Xu Damao must have said something to her.

Sure enough, Chang Yingya's next words confirmed his guess.

"Uncle Damao just wants you to give some suggestions on the scale of the party."

"It's the standard of the party. How about this? Go next door and call your uncle Da Mao and his family over. It takes more people to heat up the hot pot!"

"Okay, Dad!"

Chang Yingya ran out quickly and soon came back with Xu Damao and his family of three.

As soon as he entered the door, Xu Damao said with emotion: "It's snowing heavily. We need some good wine to pair with the lamb rib hotpot. So I brought two bottles of good wine."

Xu Damao picked up the two bottles of Moutai in his hand and shook them.

Chang Zhengyang pointed at him and said with a smile: "This must have been given to you by some actor!"

Xu Damao put two bottles of Moutai on the table and said with a chuckle, "He stuffed them into my hands and ran away. I couldn't give them back to him, so I just gave them to him as a token of my appreciation."

Chang Zhengyang shook his head and said speechlessly: "You kid, it's obvious that you don't want to return it. Forget it, take it back, but don't delay the important business."

Hearing this, Xu Damao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I still have some sense of propriety. I'm not like some people who take the money but don't do the job. They are such idiots."

Chang Zhengyang frowned, then relaxed his brows and sighed secretly.

It’s been less than two years since the old man passed away, and the atmosphere has deteriorated visibly.

Xu Damao keenly noticed Chang Zhengyang's mood changes. He knew that the other party didn't like such things that were not presentable, so he immediately changed the subject.

"Xiao Ya should have told you. I won't hide it from you. This is actually Director Zhu's idea. He just took the position of director and wanted to visit you in person, but..."

Chang Zhengyang raised his hand to interrupt Xu Damao and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to say anything. The scale of the party is a very sensitive issue. It's right for him not to come."