The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 287 The Voice of Heaven
A week later, on a Saturday night, the Humble Administrator's Garden store was full.

At eight o'clock, after Erdun finished copying all the dishes, he went to the dressing room to change.He changed into a Mongolian robe today, because he will take Ami to perform on the small stage in the hall later, singing the beautiful song "Father's Grassland, Mother's River".He sang the first verse in Mongolian, and Ami sang the second verse in Chinese.

At this time, Amei was in the women's dressing room. She didn't change her clothes. She wore a pure white dress to set off the beauty and purity unique to girls, like a snow lotus flower, pure and peaceful.

Mom stood behind the wheelchair, her hands holding the wheelchair were a little wet, and she looked very nervous.

"Mom, has Brother Erdun finished cooking?" Amei asked.

"It's over, let's change clothes." Mom said.

"Oh—Mom, let's get out."

"Okay, don't be nervous for a while, Mom is by my side."

"Hehe, Mom, I'm not nervous, I see you are nervous." Amei said, looking sideways at her mother behind her.

"Mom hot—"

After 10 minutes, the lobby.

Li Shuang walked onto the temporary stage with a microphone in his hand and a smile on his face.

This is where the guests look as she steps onto the stage.

"Friends old and new, distinguished guests, good evening!" Li Shuang's crisp voice spread to every corner of the hall, followed by a deep bow, followed by not-so-warm applause.

Many customers thought that the store was going to hold some kind of promotional event, and started a lottery draw or publicity. After seeing Li Shuang's pretty face, they were impatient and didn't look forward to the next one. They yelled at their tablemates to continue drinking and eating dumplings.

What everyone didn't expect was that the soothing music played at this time, followed by Li Shuang's voice: "Today is Saturday, everyone has worked hard for a week. Here, the Mongolian master Erdun of Aqiao Dumpling Restaurant and the beautiful Amei Sister, I present a song "Father's Grassland, Mother's River" to everyone, and I wish you all a happy weekend!"

Then, wearing a Mongolian robe and carrying his beloved matouqin, Erdun pushed Amei, who was in a wheelchair, and slowly walked onto the temporary, small, slightly shabby stage.

Erdun sat down, plucked the strings twice, tried the sound, then looked at Amei with encouraging eyes, and smiled encouragingly.Immediately afterwards, he stood up, bowed to the guests, sat down, and signaled Li Shuang in the corner of the stage to play music with his eyes.

When the music starts, the melodious sound of the Matouqin ripples——

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent.

To be honest, the quietness of the guests was not due to the sound of music and Erdun’s matouqin, but because Amei, who was in a wheelchair with one leg stiff and the other leg missing, forgot to speak.

What kind of girl is this, quiet, beautiful, pure as water——
But what happened to her, sitting in a wheelchair, missing a foot——
But those clear glasses are telling people again, I'm fine, I'm fine——
What kind of combination is this?
A cooking chef in a Mongolian robe and a disabled girl in a wheelchair are playing the melodious Matouqin and singing moving songs—but their faces and eyes reveal true joy and hope for a better life. love.

People seem to understand what it means to be alive.

In life, there are not so many heart-shattering touches.

We wipe our eyes at the deliberate, tear-making TV images and believe them.When a really touching story happens in front of you, sometimes you have doubts.

Of course, this is one-sided. In the world we live in, there are still many good people.

At this time, Erdun was immersed in the music, and his deep and distant, sad and passionate singing moved everyone, and was brought into the vast and vast prairie.

After a while, the piano sound continued, followed by a low Mongolian long tune.

People didn't have time to applaud, and they were immersed in the beautiful artistic conception.

The long tune disappeared, followed by a clear and melodious female voice like a lark, bringing people back into the beauty of the blue sky, green grass, and white sheep——
If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that many guests have closed their eyes, and tears of excitement flowed from the corners of their eyes——
"Father's Prairie
ahaha-

Mother's River——

Although I can't speak in my mother tongue
Listen to my sorrow, my joy

I'm also a child of the plateau
there is a song in my heart
In the song there is my father's grassland, my mother's river—"

What a beautiful singing voice, pure, clean, without any impurities.Like the clear lake water in the grassland, more like the white clouds in the blue sky——
The singing had stopped for a long time, and the entire hall was still silent. Some people just opened their eyes that they didn't want to open.

Immediately afterwards, there was prolonged applause——
Dear friends, this is a moment I will never forget in my life. Five years have passed, and now I recall it with tears in my eyes.

Because it happened for real.

The happiest thing is Amei’s mother. At this time, she covered her face and wept, her shoulders twitched, and her eyes were filled with tears caused by complex intertwined emotions such as happiness, excitement, and pride——
Maternal love is always great. It is like the sea, warming and strengthening the beloved children until they grow old.

In the courtyard, Lao Tan and Guyi sat beside the rockery and drank.

"I didn't expect them to sing very well, a wonderful combination." Gu Yi said a little excitedly.

"It's very good—moving." Old Tan said.

"Come on, let's do one for our brother's wise decision."

Lao Tan raised his glass with a smile, touched Gu Yi's glass, and stretched his neck dry.

"Brother, I saw a store today. It's in the west of the city, on Liushu Street. It's [-] square meters. It used to be a restaurant. The business is not good and I'm going to sell it abroad. I checked. It's a good place, surrounded by residential areas, next to Zhicheng High School. "Gu Yi said.

"Do you still want to open a family years ago?" Old Tan asked.

"Qiao Shan is driving, so why don't I." Gu Yi laughed.

Old Tan lit a cigarette, "Isn't it you who opened it because she opened it? I haven't settled the account." He continued: "It is enough to open the central kitchen store a year ago. This is the foundation. Once the foundation is laid, you can do whatever you want."

Gu Yi slammed his mouth down, and said a little unwillingly: "I'll take three points when she opens a shop, it's not fun."

"Okay my brother, that's pure profit, let's be content." Old Tan said.

Gu Yi slammed his mouth again, grinned, and said mockingly: "Yes, I'm a bit greedy."

Just as Lao Tan was about to open his mouth, Matouqin and A Mei's singing came from the east courtyard next door, so he couldn't help but shut up and listen.

Ami sang the famous Qinghai folk song "In That Faraway Place". The singing voice was pure and beautiful, like the sound of nature, floating far away in the quiet night.

After singing a song, Lao Tan said: "He has the ability of a singer."

"It's better not to have a good voice, all good voices are among the people." Gu Yi said.

Lao Tan didn't speak, and suddenly remembered that when he was working in Binhai, he helped the sister of Mongolian brother Ao Xianglong become a bar singer, and couldn't help but feel melancholy rising in his heart.

He was in the same mood now as he was then, wondering whether the decision to ask Amei to sing at the restaurant was a good thing or a bad thing.

(End of this chapter)