singer and bar owner

Xu Dengdeng finally matched the person in front of him with the person on his family calendar when he was a child.

He stared at Xueqi for a long time, and finally turned his head slowly and asked Yan Xian in a low voice, "The one who sang "The Wave" at the Spring Festival Gala in 98..."

"Ah."

"The original song of "Four Seas"?"

"Ah."

"Really, don't lie to me..."

Yan Xian copied it into his pocket, and said casually, "What are you doing to lie to you, and I'm not asking you for 6000 yuan."

"..."

"Then should I kneel or stand..." Xu Dengdeng became more nervous now, "I just came out with you, and we will be kicked out after a while."

In front of Xue Qi, Yan Xian grabbed his hand, squeezed it, put it in his pocket, and said, "No way."

Uncle Tai came in at the right time and poured tea for them, Xue Qi pinched the center of his brows, he never expected that Yan Xian, who came here after all, would break out such explosive news without saying a few words during the meeting.

He glanced at Yan Xian, with a forbearing expression, but he couldn't tell how serious he was. He pointed at Yan Xian with shaking fingers, "You! Come up with me."

It's over, it's not going to start a family law, Xu Dengdeng saw that Xue Qi's face changed, and he was even more uncertain.

This is the same as his father's routine. Whenever he makes a mistake, his father will drag him into the small dark room and take a bamboo stick from a pile of books to teach him.Yan Xian definitely won't have any good fruit to eat, so he couldn't help pulling Yan Xian's hand.

Yan Xian stood up, patted him reassuringly, and went upstairs anyway.

There was silence in the study, Xue Qi's face was solemn, his brows were tightly frowned, and he clenched his fists as if trying to endure. He turned his back to Yan Xian and did not speak. Yan Xian put his hands in front of him and stood two meters away quietly. looking at him.

Xue Qi suddenly slammed the table, as if holding back his anger, he roared: "Yan Xian!"

"You think I won't be able to control you when you grow up, don't you!" He trembled angrily, grabbed Yan Xian by the collar and yelled in a low voice.

"You had a rash when you were young, and your Aunt Shuang ran back and forth a few times! You like model airplanes. I spent two months finally making one, just for your birthday. Gifts. You don’t even remember, do you! Why are you so hard-hearted, a child? Your Aunt Shuang and I treat you with all our heart and soul, but you are better off. You don’t tell us anything. Do you treat us as relatives! "

He loosened Yan Xian's collar abruptly, walked back and forth in the room, his expression was really ugly.

The second uncle was angry.

Although Yan Xian had been prepared for a long time, he was still momentarily stunned in the face of his anger.

He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were a little dim, and he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

"You still know!" Xue Qi was so angry that he opened his mouth and wanted to scold him, but he heard the kid say something in a low voice.

"But... you are my dearest relative."

"Auntie Shuang's cooking is the best meal I've ever had. No restaurant can compare to it. The model airplane you gave me is still in my study."

"I have always regarded you as a father."

Xueqi paused, turned to look at him, and the swear words that were on her lips were rushed back by his words.

Yan Xian was a child who couldn't act like a baby since he was a child, and even worse after beating his mother's death, his expression was often cold, and he would ignore anyone who spoke to him, and he was simply incompatible with his elder brother.But Yan Zhou was different, he called out "Dad" sweetly, and his elder brother wished he could give him all the moon in the sky.Xueqi felt sorry for Yan Xian, and often brought him to Suishuangju to play, but the child was still the same, reticent and indifferent, almost making him think that the child had emotional disorders.

Unexpectedly, he secretly remembered it in his heart.

"you…"

"You child..."

He repeatedly opened his mouth several times, and finally fell silent, his nose was really sore.

"When did you know you liked boys?"

Yan Xian pursed his lips and said, "Junior high school."

Junior high school... the age of twelve or thirteen, isn't it the time when Xu Zhining just married his elder brother?He glanced at Yan Xian with rather complicated eyes, and asked, "Why didn't you tell Second Uncle then."

Yan Xian was silent for a long time, and said, "I'm afraid you will hate me too."

Xueqi was taken aback, this sentence weighed heavily on his heart, how could he not know how sensitive adolescent children are, how could he force a child to fully reveal his heart to him.Xueqi couldn't tell what was going on in his heart. He took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose, put them on the table, walked over and gently wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and patted his back hard.

"What are you talking about, you will always be the best child in the second uncle's heart."

"Yan Zhou has a mother and two fathers. I, the second uncle, is the only one left in Xiaoxian. If I hate you, your Aunt Shuang will have to scold me in a dream."

"Second Uncle..." Yan Xian pursed his lips, feeling a little moved.

Xueqi patted him on the back, let him go, and asked, "That boy outside, is that very important person you mentioned last time?"

Yan Xian smiled and nodded, "His name is Deng Deng."

Xue Qi raised his eyebrows, "Which lamp?"

Yan Xian thought for a while and said, "A lamp is a lamp in a dark room."

"By the way, I'll show Second Uncle something."

He took out his phone and clicked on a video.In the video, Xu Dengdeng is singing "Out of Void" with a guitar in a bar. I don't know when it was recorded secretly. The picture quality is not bad, and the radio is also good. Xu Dengdeng in the picture is dazzling under the light of the stage Eye-catching, once you open your mouth, everyone is watching, and the whole person is enthusiastic and exciting.

"This is a song he wrote himself." Yan Xian said with some pride.

Xueqi nodded, looked at Xu Dengdeng in the video and said: "It can be seen that it is very young, but sincere and full, and the timbre is also very special. The singing is really good."

Yan Xian smiled with satisfaction, and asked him, "Can I be your student at this level?"

Xue Qi was stunned, "My student?"

Xu Dengdeng waited anxiously below. Seeing that he couldn't sit still, Uncle Tai asked him, "Mr. Xu, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Xu Dengdeng nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go."

Uncle Tai: "..."

Xu Dengdeng either didn't go, or went frequently.In just 10 minutes, he ran to the toilet three times. Uncle Tai couldn't help but wonder if his prostate had something wrong with him.

At such a young age...

Just as Xu Dengdeng came out of the bathroom, he happened to see Yan Xian and his second uncle who had also just come down from the study. He couldn't help but put his legs together, and couldn't help but want to go to the bathroom.

Xueqi smiled when he saw him, "Mr. Xu is very talented."

Xu Dengdeng held back his urine, "Where is it, two...Mr. Xue looks like Pan An."

He swallowed back the word "Second Uncle" that blurted out, and changed it to Mr. Xue.

Xue Qi was amused by him, "What Pan An, as soon as I'm old, you can follow Yan Xian and call me Second Uncle."

Xu Dengdeng glanced at Yan Xian. He really didn't expect Xue Qi to be so open-minded. If it was his father, let alone changing his name, his legs would be broken.

He scratched his head embarrassingly, and whispered: "Second Uncle..."

Xue Qi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Yan Xian said at this time: "Dengdeng, don't you know how to play the erhu? Would you like to play a song for Second Uncle?"

After speaking, Yan Xian took out an erhu from some corner of the room and handed it to him.

Xu Dengdeng took over the erhu in a daze, and his mind was a little bit stuck.

Why do I have to show my talents when I meet a relative in my 20s? If I don't show my talents, I can't enter their Yan family's door. Is that what it means?

And isn't it a bit tricky to perform in front of your seniors?People have seen the world.

Adhering to the fluke mentality that Xue Qi might not have learned the erhu, he used rosin and played a song "West Chamber Waiting for the Moon" by hand. It is very surprising that the timbre of the outer strings and inner strings of this piano are very good. , the sound is mellow and smooth, it can be felt that it is an old piano, and the owner of the piano has run the inner and outer strings well.

Xueqi nodded after he finished pulling, and praised: "It's a good pull, better than Uncle Tai."

Xu Dengdeng was a little surprised: "Is this Uncle Tai's piano?"

Uncle Tai waved his hand, "No, no, Mr. Qi's piano, I just practice when I have nothing to do."

Xue Qi frowned, "Didn't I tell you to send you off, didn't you hear or did I remember wrong?"

Uncle Tai bowed, "This piano is so expensive, I can't take it."

Xue Qi waved his hands, shook his head, with an incomprehensible look on his face, "All right, all right, whatever you want." He turned his head to look at Xu Dengdeng and Yan Xian, and said with distaste: "See, I've never seen such a thing. axis people."

Uncle Tai closed the door to clean the yard. Seeing the door closed, Xue Qi turned his head and said seriously, "Deng Deng, I'm not joking, Yan Xian also showed me your previous performance, so a broken piano can play If you do that, if you practice more, you can enter any folk band in China based on your erhu level. But... I heard Yan Xian said that you like rock and roll, so are you planning to give up erhu completely?"

Xu Dengdeng touched the erhu in his hand, and said with some reluctance: "That's not true. I still practice when I have time. I'm not as diligent as before. I still don't want to let it go completely. After all, I have been with me for so many years."

Xueqi nodded, smiled and said: "Good boy, I have heard you sing, you are a very talented person, but you still need to polish it, would you like to be my student?"

Xu Dengdeng's fingers touching the piano trembled, and he raised his head, unable to believe his ears.