Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 438 "Four Rhymes of Nostalgia"

Yu Dongqing and the others also took a special flight to Penghu Bay.

As someone who grew up listening to that song, why don't you go to that place?Although there is no such song in this time and space.

Penghu Bay is quite large, consisting of dozens of islands. The popular song "Grandma's Penghu Bay" is said to be in Penghu, that is, the inner bay along the coast of the Fenggui Peninsula and the outlying island of Dacangyu.
But Yu Dongqing and the others didn't go to that place this time, but went to the famous Sanxiantai, a place called Tongliang Village, Baisha Township.

The village is not far from the sea. It was originally a cactus with sunshine, sand and waves, but the weather was unlucky and it was raining.

In the rain, the sea and the sky are the same color, and it is hard to tell which sea is the blue sky.

The four of them held umbrellas and walked around the beach with great interest. They saw a huge Tongliang ancient banyan tree. It is said that the tree is over 300 years old. It was sunk by a merchant ship sailing through Penghu during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. , only small banyan trees drifted to the coast, picked up by residents and planted here, forming such a spectacular group of banyan trees.

In the end, I was tired, so I sat in a tea shop of a grandmother at the head of the village to rest.

The tea shop is not big, simple but clean.

The tea is an oolong tea series. According to my grandmother, it was brought in from Anxi, Fujian Province. It is authentic Tieguanyin.

Grandma looks like she is in her early 70s and has gray hair, but she doesn't look like a peasant woman, but has a bookish air.

After hearing the explanation, I realized that he was a teacher in the village primary school. After retiring, he opened a tea shop when he had nothing to do.

"Is Baodao also producing tea?" Wu Jingqi asked.

"Production, both Fushoushan and Alishan produce, but Anxi's is so delicious." Grandma said, with a wrinkled face and a smile.

This is also true.
Yu Dongqing nodded.

In the past few days in Beishi, he also drank tea, and of course he also drank good tea from Debao Island, such as Dongding tea, Three Gorges Longjing tea, and Alishan Zhulu, but he always felt that the tea from the mainland was not as good.

After saying a few words, Grandma hurried to go by herself, and Yu Dongqing and the four of them sipped tea while watching the scenery outside.

It was still drizzling.

Several people were drinking and chatting.

"Brother Yu, Xiamen seems to be on the opposite side, is Mingmei filming there?" Wu Jingqi said.

Yu Dongqing nodded and replied.

"I'm going to fly to Xiamen to meet her tomorrow."

"You'll have to make a big detour."

"yes."

Yu Dongqing knew that what Wu Jingqi was talking about was the route. Originally, the distance between the two was only more than 300 kilometers, but it took a detour and it took more than an hour to get there, which was not convenient.

Historical reasons.

Yu Dongqing suddenly thought of the nostalgic song written by Yu Guangzhong in that time and space.

When I was little,
Nostalgia is a small postage stamp,

I am here,

Mother is over there.

It's a pity that there is no Yu Guangzhong in this time and space, and there is no such well-known poem.

In fact, Yu Dongqing prefers another poem written by Yu Guangzhong: Four Rhymes of Nostalgia.

And this poem was composed and sung by Luo Dayou very nicely.

Yu Dongqing was not touched when she read this poem when she was in college, but now she is sitting in an ordinary village on the coast of Taiwan, Baodao, looking at the mainland that seems far away, the nostalgia emanating from the poem leisurely , Yu Dongqing seems to be feeling it slowly.

"Brother Yu, what are you thinking?" Wu Jingqi couldn't help asking, seeing Yu Dongqing staring at the sea in a daze.

"It must be because I want a wife. No, I am a teacher's wife. A little farewell is better than a newlywed." Liu Heping said with a smile.

After several months of filming last year, I got to know Yu Dongqing thoroughly and spoke casually, but the habit of always addressing Master has not changed, and now I have an additional title of Mistress.

Yu Dongqing said several times that she would not change, so she let him go.

Hearing him say that again now, he just smiled, but hummed softly.

Give me a ladle of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water
Wine-like Yangtze River water

drunk taste

It's a taste of nostalgia
Give me a ladle of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water
The voice was a little muffled.

Wu Jingqi was of course the first to hear this song.

Can't help but be surprised.

Oh my God
It turned out to be a new song!
She didn't dare to disturb and listened quietly.

When Yu Dongqing finished singing, she was just about to speak when she heard a low sobbing sound. When she turned her head suddenly, she saw the old lady standing behind them at some point, wiping her tears quietly.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Wu Jingqi screamed, and quickly took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you, nothing. It's nothing." Grandma wiped away her tears and said, "The song this gentleman sang just now is really touching. It reminds me of my dead father."

"Your father? Your hometown is also in the mainland, right?" Yu Dongqing asked tentatively.

"Yes, my family's ancestral home is in Anxi, Fujian. My parents came to Baodao with the army in 49, when I was just over one year old."

"So all your tea comes from Anxi!" Wu Jingqi interjected.

Granny nodded.

"Actually, I don't like to drink tea. It was my father who drank tea. He used to be a teacher. After he came to Baodao, he took my mother and me to Penghu Island and worked as his teacher in this village school. Our bank, our family will settle down, and this stay will last for more than 70 years.”

"My father is a very family-loving person. My grandparents are still in their hometown. When they were young, they didn't feel anything. When he retired, he began to miss his hometown. He often said that he wanted to return to his roots."

"Grandma, didn't you go back to your hometown in the mainland to have a look?" Wu Jingqi asked.

"At first the conditions were not allowed, but later the policy was relaxed, so my dad was going to go back and have a look. Finally, he went through all the tedious procedures and bought the air ticket. That night he was so excited that he didn't sleep well all night." Grandma said slowly .

"He finally went back happily and saw your grandparents!" Wu Jingqi said.

Grandma shook her head: "He didn't go back."

"Why, isn't the ticket already booked?" Wu Jingqi was surprised.

"He was not in good health. He had a heart attack. He was too excited at night and had a heart attack. He was sent to the hospital, but he couldn't be rescued. He just left with regret."

"Ah?!" Wu Jingqi exclaimed.

"Later, my mother and I went back to my hometown in order to fulfill my father's wish. Unfortunately, things are different. My grandparents have passed away, and my father is the only son. There is no longer his home there."

What a sad story.

"So, when I heard this gentleman sing this song just now, I thought of my father, who often sat here looking at the sea, pointed to the opposite side and said to me, that is our hometown, where there is delicious tea, Delicious oranges, and the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers in the distance. Sir, what's the name of your song?"

"Four rhymes of nostalgia."

"The name is really nice. At first glance, the gentleman is a scholar." Grandma said.

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Yu Dongqing hurriedly said humbly.

He has gone to college, but he is not considered a scholar.

Only literati like Yu Guangzhong can be counted as scholars, right?
"Sir, can you sing it again?" Grandma said.

Yu Dongqing didn't refuse, and hummed softly:
Give me a wintersweet fragrance, ah wintersweet fragrance.

The fragrance of wintersweet like mother.

The mother's fragrance is the fragrance of the country.

Give me a wintersweet fragrance, ah wintersweet fragrance.

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