Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 300 1. Minor Temperament and the Old Carpenter

There are still two days before the bell of the Year of the Tiger rings, and the whole Xinnanzhuang is extremely lively.

Vegetable sellers, Spring Festival couplets sellers, firecrackers sellers, shouting together, the streets and alleys, there is a constant flow of people, there are adults and children, if you haven’t eaten breakfast, there are all kinds of food on the roadside, just find a place to sit, it’s delicious cheap.

From time to time, a horn sounded from behind the crowd, and without looking back, it was sure to be a car slowly driving behind the crowd.

I don't know which family's children came back for the New Year.

This is the early morning in Xinnanzhuang. At the end of the year and the end of the year, the sky is still gray, but the ground is a bit more popular than usual.

Zhuangzi is what the older generation called this piece of land. The former earthen houses have become the current small buildings. Now the children of the second mine who grew up in the buildings call it Xinnan Community, and the street office calls it Xinnan Community. .

The Xinnan community is large. Looking from the slope in front of the No. [-] Mine, it is densely packed with about fifty or sixty buildings, but the floors are not high. Only the cadre building has five floors, and the rest have only four floors.

It's just that no one calls the five-story building a cadre building anymore. After more than ten years of wind and sun, the red wall is no longer as gorgeous as it used to be, and it is covered with various small advertisements. The most common ones are rental advertisements. Li An paid special attention to it when he went shopping with his old mother that day. The rent is really cheap, around [-] yuan a month.

The old mother said that the house in the cadre building is now either empty or rented out.

Li An asked where the residents who used to live in the cadre building went now, the old mother laughed at him for being stupid, and said why he was not as clever as before when he came back this trip.

Li Ang expressed his helplessness about this, he is not clever, doesn't he know?
His original intention of asking this question was just to hear the stories here. From the moment he entered Nanxin Community that day, he was full of curiosity about every scene here.

What he called a curiosity not enough to be filled by memory.

As a result, my curiosity was not satisfied, and I was "ruthlessly ridiculed" by my old mother.

But it doesn't matter, he is also very happy to see the old mother smiling happily, and I have to say that the meeting with the old couple is not as complicated as he thought before.

There is actually no psychological barrier to calling the name "Papa and Mom". Besides, what else can he call him if he is not Papa and Mama.

As for whether he is really not as clever as before, maybe he really is, or maybe it's just the old mother's casual remarks, it doesn't matter.

"Mom, I'm full."

Walk four buildings further north along the path in front of the cadre building, and you will arrive at Building 27. The left door on the second floor of the leading unit is the current birthplace of Li An.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the open balcony window.

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In the past few days, it can be said that Li An has had the most relaxed time in the past six months.

Among other things, there is no need to worry about work, sleep when you are sleepy, eat when you are hungry, and just open your mouth when the three meals are ready.

It can be said that he has lived the life of getting nothing for nothing that he once dreamed of.

It doesn't matter if the house is small, the water in the bathroom is fine, it doesn't matter if the bed is low, but if the piano is inaccurate, that's very important.

He just couldn't understand how the sound of this piano could be so outrageous.

Four strings can run out of eight inaccurate feelings.

In his memory, there is still a vague remnant of the scene where the original owner came back last year to play nursery rhymes to his little niece, so he had to ask, this piano plays the little star, can the little star still shine?
Although another year has passed, based on his experience, the state of the piano has not been tuned for at least three years.

He really guessed right, this piano was tuned once by the original owner after graduation.

What to do, he still thought about going home to practice the piano during this time.

So he immediately thought of calling his piano teacher during the art test. When Teacher Qi heard that he had come back, the two chatted on the phone for a while, and made an appointment to have dinner together at a later date. At the end of the day, Li An asked Qi The teacher recommended him a piano tuner.

The master came the next day, but when he lifted the cover of the piano to check it, the master was embarrassed and said that the piano was not easy to tune. Quite a few needed to be replaced, and he didn't bring so many parts.

If he went back to pick up parts, he would miss the bus back to Lanshi at noon after going back and forth.

The master had already stopped work the night before, and was going to take a car back to his hometown for the New Year at noon the next day, but Teacher Qi suddenly called him and asked him to make a trip tomorrow morning, so he came after answering Li An's call.

But the problem with this piano is more complicated than what he thought on the way here.

The master asked Li An if he could wait for him to come back around the eighth day of the new year.

On the eighth day of the eighth day, Li An didn't even know if he was still here. Even if he hadn't left yet, he couldn't wait until then.

Li An also had to blame himself, when he called the master, he should have explained the situation a little more clearly.

So Li An asked the master to help him clean the dust inside the piano thoroughly, and the other party came here, and it was introduced by Teacher Qi, so we can't let people make a trip for New Year's Eve.

The master didn’t need money after cleaning the dust, Li An said no, and forced 100 yuan to the master, but in the end he also made a small request to the master, can he borrow the other party’s tools for use.

Wouldn't it be wrong for other transfer lawyers to speak like this, but who told Mr. Qi to say on the phone that this is a pure self.

The master was dumbfounded: you will?
Ang Lee smiled shyly: Yes.

Out of curiosity about the structure of the piano, Ang Lee studied with his roommate who studied tuning for two years when he was in college.

Do you think he can tune it? He doesn't dare to tune other people's pianos.

But his own piano is still on the verge of being eliminated, so why not dare.

The new year is coming, and Yucheng is such a big place, where else can he find a lawyer.

Besides, he also wanted to try it. If he could, he would tune the piano in the study by himself when he returned to Rongcheng. The strings of the piano had gone out of tune during this bumpy trip.

The master hesitated after hearing Li An's request, but it was not because he was reluctant to borrow tools. Most of his tuning business in Yucheng was introduced by Mr. Qi, and this is the client that Mr. Qi emphasized, let alone borrowing. , it’s okay to give it to Ang Lee,

The key problem is that he is afraid that Li An will not be able to adjust the tool left behind, and it will be even more troublesome if he comes to adjust it again.

But in the end he left the tool behind.

Then Li An sent the master downstairs and told the other party that he would send the tools to Mr. Qi when he was done using them.

Once it was delivered, Li An went home and started tuning the piano without saying a word, working from morning till dark.

Not to mention, in the second half of the tune, he felt that his path had widened again, and he discovered his talent for tuning the piano.

How to put it, he tuned and listened, and saw that the pitch of each key had returned to the standard pitch.

But at this moment, there was a "collapse"

The wrench in his hand was turned too far.

A string, suddenly last night.

So he went out early this morning to buy strings.

By the way, look at his Teacher Qi.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

"Let's go, just let it go."

An's mother's voice came from the bedroom.

"It's okay, just go ahead and lie down."

Li An took the used bowls and chopsticks, got up and turned from the living room to the kitchen sink, rinsed the bowls and chopsticks, washed his hands by the way, then got up and went back to his small bedroom, picked up his coat, and rushed out the door.

About a minute after Li An left the house, Ann's mother put down the massager and came to the living room to clear the dining table.

See the table has been wiped clean.

Xin Xiao's son has really grown up this time.

Not only love clean, but also do not sleep late.

When I came back from previous years, one day I didn't sleep until noon before getting up.

It's been four days since I've been back, and I get up with them every day before dawn.

Ok.

While muttering, An Ma looked up and saw the four rows of red, yellow and yellow awards on the wall again.

Laugh more happily.

The wall where the certificates were pasted was protected by Lao Ji with a layer of plastic film. The plastic film was a bit old, but the certificates inside were well preserved and the writing on them was clear.

'Congratulations to Li An for winning No.1 in the [-]nd Yucheng Young Star Talent Competition'

As soon as she saw this award certificate, she could think of the small figure of Ang Lee sitting on the stage and playing the piano.

It is a pity that only a few photos were left, and no video was left.

She still remembered that at the end of this competition, a judge teacher found them on his own initiative and told them that your son is very talented, and he will take him to the Children's Palace to learn from me in the future.

This study has reached today, and Mama An's eyes fell on the leather-bound rectangular box next to the TV cabinet, which contained a trophy brought back by Li An this time.

Trophy or not is actually not important to her, she just hopes that her son's work will be easier in the future, unlike before, he has to be busy until late every day.

Every time she heard her son's tired voice on the phone, she thought it would be great if only he and Lao Li could be by her son's side.

Kuoyazi told them that Li An would earn a lot of money in the future and could take them over. She didn't think there was anything good about a big city.

How tiring it is to live in such a place.

After turning around the living room, Ma An went back to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the massager and put it around her neck again.

A fine electric shock made her cervical spine feel indescribably relaxed.

The massage instrument was brought back by Ang Li this time, saying it was a New Year's gift for her.

Returning a New Year's gift is a strange and fashionable way of saying it.

Enjoying her son's wishes, Ma An lay comfortably on the pillow.

After a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Until the sound of a rumbling electric drill woke her up, in the living room, Lao Li was already busy.

The clock on the wall was already at 10:30.

Ma An got up and got out of bed. As soon as the bedroom door was pushed open, she was greeted with the smell of sawdust.

On the side of the wall with four rows of awards, Lao Li is ordering wooden shelves on the blank wall.

"You two are really good, one didn't finish tormenting yesterday, and the other continued to toss today."

An Ma picked up the water glass on the dining table and took a sip, "What are you doing with it?"

Lao Li made the last hole on the wall, supported the shelf with one hand and put down the electric drill with the other, turned his head and wiped his sweat, then loosened his jaw, and the expansion screw in his mouth fell neatly on his hand, and spat out , "Still watching!"

"What are you talking about?"

An's mother rolled her eyes angrily, and leaned over to help support the wall, "I went out early in the morning and came back with a few broken pieces of wood."

Old Li curled his lips, "What do you know, these are all good logs, the solid logs left over from the construction of the derrick last year."

An Ma: "Did you go to the mine again?"

Lao Li sneered: "I'm not going to pick up things, I'll take a walk around."

An's mother: "By the way, you are free. I will give you a holiday to let you rest. Why do you show off all the time?"

Lao Li suddenly became unhappy again, stopped what he was doing, looked at his daughter-in-law and raised his voice to reason: "Then how can it be called showing off? During the holidays, there are high incidence of accidents, and now these young people are not working. Follow the operating manual, and if something goes wrong, it's a big deal."

"I'm in charge of safety supervision now, so I don't have to go around often."

An's mother shook her head: "Those who don't know think how high an official you are, safety supervisor, I didn't see how much more salary you will be paid."

Lao Li knew that this was waiting for him, "That's worth an extra 300 yuan a month."

"Besides, the factory is in such a situation now, maybe one day it will completely stop production."

Speaking of which, Lao Li couldn't help but sighed.

With the reform and development, the No. [-] Mine has long been lonely. It is no longer the good unit that everyone around envied. Three of the four wells have been shut down, and now only one is still missing.

The department has shrunk year after year, and now even security officers can only find experienced employees to work part-time.

"It's not out of production yet."

An's mother also sighed, "Okay, let's do it quickly, I will cook after I finish the work."

What she cares about is not money, but Lao Li's body and legs.

In terms of love and dedication, none of the more than 1000 family members of mine workers in Xinnanzhuang does not know Li Xuefeng's name.

It can be said that Lao Li's blood has been sprinkled on this scorched earth for most of his life.

But what about the body?

Just like every time she called Ang Lee, she told him to eat on time, drink plenty of water, and don't stay up all night. The body is her own.

The husband and wife worked together, and after a while, a wooden bookshelf was nailed.

After nailing it, Lao Li pressed forward hard on the surface of the frame, but it couldn't be pressed, and it was firm.

"How does it look?"

An Ma took two steps back, looked at the well-organized bookshelves and said with a smile, "When the mine stops, you can continue to work as a carpenter."

"What's wrong with the carpenter?"

Old Li chuckled, "I'm a serious carpenter, don't tell me, I really want to find something to do when I retire."

An's mother couldn't help laughing and scolding, "It's what I deserve."

"What do you want for lunch, my son is not coming back."

Li An said last night that he would go to the city to buy piano strings at noon today, and meet Teacher Qi by the way.

Lao Li: "Take out the leftover vegetables from the refrigerator for the past two days, eat them hot, don't keep them, and bake two more steamed buns."

An's mother went to make lunch, and Lao Li continued to work.

The bookshelves are finished, and the size of each layer has been carefully measured.

Next he will make a small square seat on it.

Picking up a few pieces of broken wood, Lao Li picked up a hammer and nails and beat on the middle floor.

In a few minutes, he made a hollow square groove.

"Fur—"

The probe vigorously blew away the sawdust in the middle of the square slot. He turned around and took the red leather box on the TV table, opened it carefully, and took out a shiny long trophy from it.

Then gently inserted the bottom of the trophy into the square slot of the bookshelf, and it fit perfectly.

Pretty.

Lao Li took a few steps back, feeling that he couldn't see the inscription on the trophy clearly, so he walked a little further.

'No.18 Xinhai Cup National Piano Competition Youth Open Group Special Award'

Looking at this line of words, his dark facial features were almost twisted into a ball, and the corners of his wrinkled eyes revealed a different kind of luster.

My baby can do it.

really do.

His only regret is that he missed the stage this time, and now his mobile phone can record.
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Arriving in the urban area by car, Li Tiaolu, who has gone through many twists and turns, has not successfully bought the strings, is now standing in front of the gate of a well-decorated training center.

He didn't expect that Teacher Qi, who used to stay at home and teach them, would make such a big career now.

(End of this chapter)