The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Xiangbei wanted to talk to Liu Ligan about Yongcheng Center, but he immediately found himself in a narrative difficulty. To talk about Yongcheng Center, he must first talk about Yongcheng Wu Opera Troupe and Yongcheng Theater. We have to talk about their restructuring, and when we talk about the restructuring, we also have to say why it is inexplicable that the Theater Association and the Wu Opera Troupe were changed together.

Although they belong to the same cultural system, they are not related to each other, and there is no overlap in business. Especially in the later years of the movie theater, the "play" was actually gone. Movies were shown every day, and there were no performances at all. They had to rely on Performance, theater people will drink northwest wind.

But fortunately, Liu Ligan was not really from Wulingyuan after all. Zhang Xiangbei clicked on many things and he understood. For example, Zhang Xiangbei said that Yongcheng Center is on the road side of Yongcheng Cultural Square. Liu Ligan said immediately:

"Isn't that Yongcheng Cinema?"

Zhang Xiangbei was right. There is no theater in Yongcheng now, and the Yongcheng Theater has merged with the Yongcheng Wu Opera Troupe.

"Restructured, right? The purpose of Bing came in was for that land. It was the best land in Yongcheng. The Cultural Bureau was reluctant to let it be taken away by the Land Collection and Storage Center. With the land for the theater, the theater troupe It has become delicious food, otherwise it would still be stinking shit." Liu Ligan said.

Zhang Xiangbei was right. The place where the Yongcheng Cinema was located, and the building next to it that used to be the Federation of Industry and Commerce, now belongs to the Wu Opera Troupe. The Yongcheng Center was built next to the theater, which has a cinema, a theater, a hotel and shopping. In the center, there are also supermarkets and rented office buildings. The building of the Federation of Industry and Commerce was converted into a guest house for the Wu Opera Troupe.

"In this way, the Yongcheng Wu Opera Troupe can support itself by relying on the Yongcheng Center. It will be able to arrange new plays and recruit new people every year. The people on stage now are all young people. The old ones, in addition to arranging to go to the Yongcheng Center , that is, taking classes with students." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"Let me go, who is so generous?" Liu Ligan asked.

"Yongcheng Wu Opera Troupe is now Yongcheng Wu Opera Troupe Performance Co., Ltd. The company has three shareholders, one is my father, one is Aunt Shuzhen, and the other is the Yongcheng City Government."

"Haha, who am I talking about? It's the two of them. They never forget the troupe." Liu Ligan said, "Such a shareholding structure is actually just a show-off by the Yongcheng City Government. When it first started to restructure, in order to convince the people below, Otherwise, the people below will rebel if they suddenly ruin their jobs in the business and rush to private enterprises, but now, these people don't care.

"The actual owners of the troupe, namely Zhang Chen and Tan Shuzhen, the city government finally threw away the Wu Opera Troupe and the Theater as a burden, so they didn't bother to interfere in the troupe's affairs. When there are achievements, they will beat the gongs and drums."

Zhang Xiangbei nodded, everything was exactly as Liu Ligan said.

Three waiters from the fish restaurant came to bring them wine and food. Two people stood at the bow of the boat, picked up the trays, and placed them on the bow. Zhang went to the north to turn on the lights in the cabin, and the light shone through the front The windows also illuminated the bow of the ship.

Liu Ligan asked the waiter to help them untie the boat cable. Liu Ligan picked up the bamboo pole, pointed the iron end of the bamboo pole on the shore, and pushed hard, and the boat separated from the row of boats on the shore. Liu Ligan inserted the pennie into the bottom of the water again, but it could no longer reach the bottom. He could only pick up the pennie and insert it in the bow of the boat.

The boat itself has no power. If you want it to move, you have to go to the stern and swing the oar with your hands. Liu Ligan is too lazy to do it, and Zhang Xiangbei doesn't know how, so they just let the boat float on the water.

In summer evenings, the demand for electricity is great. The hydropower station below is operating at full capacity to generate electricity. As soon as the power is generated below, the water in the reservoir begins to flow. Their boat soon drifts towards the direction of the huge culvert. Finally, it was parked on the protective fence of the culvert water inlet.

The feeling of being in the middle of the water was gone, but fortunately, they finally left the row of boats. The two of them drank and chatted on the bow of the boat without disturbing others, and were not afraid of being overheard. They could speak freely.

"How did that old Liu get involved with Yongcheng Center again?" Liu Ligan asked.

Zhang Xiangbei said: "After the Yongcheng Central Hotel was built, Aunt Jianmei worked as the general manager there. When my grandfather arrived in Yongcheng, he went to find Aunt Jianmei and wanted to work in the engineering department of the hotel. He said he was an electrician, manager, etc. He is a worker, a welder, and can do any kind of work. Aunt Jianmei told him that if you come, I will not dare to arrange for you to work, but I will still support you.

"Grandpa said, why do I want you to support me? I have my own retirement salary. Now I drink less horse urine and I can't spend all my monthly salary. I don't want salary, I just want to do things. You don't want the rest. Guan, just take me to meet your engineering manager.

"Aunt Jianmei had no choice but to take him to see the manager of the hotel's engineering department. The final result was that since grandpa didn't go to work, he was not considered a formal worker in the hotel, but the engineering department would call him when there was work to do, especially when When it comes to big jobs like boiler maintenance and central air-conditioning maintenance, he will still get angry if he doesn't call him grandpa.

"Yongcheng is holding a street theater festival this month. Grandpa is the happiest. He runs to be a volunteer and helps dismantle and install the stage every day. When there is nothing to do, he wears a red sleeve band and holds a small red flag to help maintain the festival. order."

Liu Ligan was very happy when he heard this. He smiled and said: "Haha, this old Liu is really impressed. Come on, let's drink."

Zhang Xiangbei raised his cup and clinked it with Liu Li.

The two of them drank and chatted like this. Liu Ligan was like a dry sponge, absorbing everything Zhang Xiangbei said about Yongcheng and Hangcheng, and then kept asking this and that. Zhang Xiangbei told him everything.

The previous words went round and round, with all kinds of twists and turns. Liu Ligan finally couldn't hold it anymore and asked: "Beibei, how is your Aunt Shuzhen?"

"Okay." Zhang Xiangbei said. He looked at Liu Ligan and added: "Still single."

Liu Ligan picked up the wine glass and took a sip alone without saying anything.

Zhang Xiangbei asked: "Uncle Ganzi, Aunt Shuzhen is advertising for you, have you seen it? This matter was quite sensational. I was in the United States at the time and saw it all on the Internet."

"I saw it too." Liu Ligan nodded.

"Uncle Ganzi, what about you..." Zhang Xiangbei hesitated, and Liu Ligan didn't pick up his words.

The two of them continued drinking. After drinking for a while, Zhang Xiangbei said, "Uncle Zhanzi, what are you going to do next? You're right here. Are you really not going to go back?"

Liu Ligan was silent.

Zhang Xiangbei sighed and said:

"It will be difficult for me, Uncle Zhanzi, if you don't go back, Dad and Aunt Shuzhen will often talk about you. They are always thinking about where to find you, and Xiangnan. I don't want to lie to them. I clearly saw you and still pretended not to know, Uncle Zhanzi, I really can't do it. When I was talking to Uncle Xiaowu and Xiangnan earlier, I almost..."

"I know, Beibei."

Liu Ligan interrupted Zhang Xiangbei and sighed:

"I can't think about it well. Really, I'm very confused. This happened so suddenly, especially knowing that Nan Nan is my daughter. I really... at the same time, I also solved the problem that has been in my heart for many years. Liaoda, Beibei, I wish I could go back with you right away, but, but..."

Liu Ligan couldn't continue talking at this point. Zhang Xiangbei understood him, his situation, and his embarrassment. After all, this was the place where he had stayed for so many years. It was already his home. How could he say he wanted to leave? Just leave.

Liu Ligan raised his head, looked at Zhang Xiangbei, and said sincerely:

"Beibei, please give me a little more time to think this matter through, okay? Before that, I still hope you won't tell others and give me time to handle it myself."

Zhang Xiangbei said okay, think about it, if you want to go back, give me a call and I will come to pick you up.

Liu Ligan nodded and said yes, thank you, Beibei.

The two of them drank until dawn, and the chickens on the surrounding mountains began to crow. Then Liu Ligan stood up and said to Zhang Xiangbei:

"Let's go back."

Zhang Xiangbei said yes.

Although he was already a little drunk, Liu Ligan was still able to light his bamboo pennant on the shore and move the boat to its original position. Liu Ligan pointed to the mess on the bow of the boat and said to Zhang Xiangbei:

"You don't have to worry about it here. The waiter will come and clean it up later. You can also go in and sleep for a while. When you wake up, get up again. Don't be in a hurry. Now that you're here, just stay here for a few more days."

Liu Ligan jumped off the boat, tied the boat cable, waved to Zhang Xiangbei, and walked back step by step.

When he reached the top of the embankment, Liu Ligan turned around and saw Zhang Xiangbei still standing on the bow of the ship looking this way. Liu Ligan waved again, and Zhang Xiangbei waved to him as well.

Liu Ligan walked to the door of his house, but did not go in. Instead, he sat down on the doorstep, leaning against the door. He put his hands on his chest, closed his eyes, and the morning wind blew gently on his face. His face looked like Liu Wenqian's little hand was tickling him. Liu Ligan smiled, but his eyes turned red.

Liu Ligan's cell phone dinged. He picked it up and found Zhang Xiangbei's WeChat message.

Liu Ligan opened it and saw that it was Zhang Xiangbei who sent him Xiangnan's photo. Yes, when Liu Ligan left, Xiangnan was still a high school student, but now, she is completely a big girl.

Zhang Xiangbei kept sending him more than a dozen messages in a row. Liu Lizhan opened them one by one and looked at them greedily. This is his daughter. Xiangnan, Liu Lizhan remembered many, many more. Years ago, when Zhang Chen called him and told him that Xiao Zhao was pregnant, Liu Ligan told Zhang Chen that if he was a boy, he would be called Xiang Bei, and if he was a girl, he would be called Xiang Nan.

Xiangnan Xiangnan didn't expect that Xiangnan would be his daughter. Was Xiangnan's name a providence or a coincidence? How could it be such a coincidence?

Liu Lipole looked at them one by one, his fingers trembling. He couldn't bear to cross each one, and he was anxious to see the next one. After seeing the next one, he immediately went back to look at the previous one. , and eager to see the next picture, I became a little at a loss for a moment.

Liu Ligan smiled at Xiang Nan on the screen, thinking about what Zhang Xiangbei said to him earlier. He knew that Xiang Nan was now the leader of the Yongcheng Wu Opera Troupe, and knew that Xiang Nan had won the Huabiao Award and Liu Ligan knew that these two Plum Blossom Awards were the pinnacle of the drama world. Winning one would be amazing, but Xiang Nan actually won two.

He also knew that Xiangnan brought Wu opera to Taiwan, the United States and Japan, where it was very popular.

"She is my Liu Ligan's daughter after all!"

Liu Ligan thought proudly, and couldn't help but point his head at the screen, nodding his head, and making a clicking sound with his tongue in his mouth, teasing Xiang Nan on the screen like he was teasing Liu Wenqian.

Liu Ligan said to Xiang Nan on the screen: "Nan Nan, you are better than your father."

Liu Ligan's fingers slid downwards. When he reached the last picture, Liu Ligan's eyes widened. He clicked to enlarge the photo. This was a photo of Xiang Nan and Tan Shuzhen. When Liu Ligan saw Tan Shuzhen in the photo, Keep smiling at yourself.

Liu Ligan couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears.

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