Qiong Yin lingers

Chapter 52
In recent years, KTV has become popular, and DVD and home theater have also begun to sell well.

Huang Simei, who keeps pace with the times, has also been keeping up with the communication forms of the times, from the earliest audio tapes to the later video CDs and DVDs, and now she has begun to plan for big stages and KTV private rooms.

Zhang Shennian, who is "strictly controlled by his wife", dare not come down: "Okay! Listen to your wife! However, this teahouse has been expanded and has a wider range of operations, so it can no longer be called a teahouse. How about calling it Dongfang Hotel? ?”

Huang Simei hesitated for a moment: "Is this too rustic? And it is easy to be misunderstood? After all, our Erxian Village is located in Dongfang City, but if Sanya, Provincial Government, Yangpu, and Linggao are all called Dongfang, it will Won't it be misunderstood?"

Zhang Shennian kissed her on the face: "Wrong! What a beautiful word 'Oriental' is - the rising sun represents hope, and the rich heritage represents Eastern culture. There are such words in "Poetry·Beifeng·Sun and Moon" "The sun lives in the moon, and the east comes out." Sima Xiangru's "Nagato Fu" even mentioned that "the audience is in the ranks of stars, Bi Mao comes from the east"; Su Shi wrote in the poem "Sending General Liang Zuozang to Mozhou" Dongfang Jianer looks like a tiger, weeping and thinking about the shameful general'; ***'s "Qingpingle·Huichang", also wrote that "the east is about to dawn, Mo Daojun is early. People who walk all over the green mountains are not old, and the scenery here is unique. good'……"

Speaking of emotion, Zhang Shennian stood up specially, raised his chin, and extended his right hand: "It can be seen that 'Oriental' is such a sacred, great word that contains hope and connotation! Oh, speaking of it this way, I feel that 'Oriental' is The hotel's layout is too small!"

Huang Simei smiled wryly and shook her head: "Your literary quotations, which are longer than opera words, have me dizzy! Up to you! Up to you!"

Zhang Shennian laughed happily, and hugged her around a few times: "We! We have made a contribution to oriental culture! I have already applied for intangible cultural heritage of Qiongju Opera and Li Brocade Culture. If it can be successful, there will be no need for it in the future Worried that this treasure handed down by the ancestors will not be protected."

When Huang Simi heard such good news, she couldn't help but squeak, and left a lip mark on his face: "I didn't even think of this! I just think about getting some things all day long, and we are the ones who are in charge." The layout is high!"

As soon as Zhang Wenqian went downstairs, she saw her parents showing affection, and her eyes narrowed with a smile: "Oh, my eyes, I lost money and lost money!"

Huang Simi was so ashamed that she hurriedly pushed Zhang Shennian away, raised her hand to wipe the lip marks on his face, then turned her head and glared at her daughter: "Don't look at evil, don't listen to evil!"

Zhang Chennian patted his head, smiled and said to his daughter: "By the way, I've already prepared your documents for going abroad, you should take care of yourself, and I'll send you abroad in the second half of the year."

The smile on Zhang Wenqian's face disappeared: "Father, I said, I will not go abroad! I want to apply for the Qiongju Opera Academy, and I will be the head of our Oriental Qiongju Opera Troupe in the future. Grandma said that I am the fourth son of our old Zhang family. As a descendant, I want to learn traditional folk art and promote national culture..."

"Being the head of the troupe? If your mother and I were the head of the troupe, you wouldn't be able to drink sweet potato soup now! The villa you live in now and the luxurious clothes you wear are not earned by me and your mother after going to sea. ? Letting you go abroad is for your own good! I went to the UK to take care of your brother. If you want to go out to work after you come back, you can take over the company of your father Yangpu!"

Zhang Wenqian stared at Zhang Shennian with great disappointment in her eyes: "Grandma used to run around to open teahouses, organize fancier associations, and hold Qiongju opera competitions at cultural festivals for the Oriental Theater Troupe; these years, in order to spread Qiongju opera, she has made tapes, recorded DVDs, and sent Qiongju operas to the stage. School, opened Qiong Opera Academy; because of financial difficulties, she personally led the Qiong Opera Troupe to open up wasteland and cultivate land, and now leads the whole village to a well-off life, but her original intention is to make Qiong Opera be sung by more people..."

"Everything my grandmother does is for the Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe and the inheritance of Qiong Opera. I am deeply shocked and moved. In my heart, my grandmother is a representative of cultural inheritance, and I, too, I want to be an upright cultural inheritor like her."

As she spoke, Zhang Wenqian was so wronged that her voice began to choke: "Abba, you have always loved me the most since I was a child. But why don't you understand my heart?"

Zhang Shennian was dizzy with anger, pointed at his daughter tremblingly, and said a word after a long time: "You! You! You..."

Because of the shattered dream of the college entrance examination, Zhang Shennian has always had a deep obsession with the university.

After his son Zhang Wenxuan took the college entrance examination, Zhang Shennian sent him to England to study business.

Now, Zhang Shennian has also arranged a way out for his daughter.

Unexpectedly, the daughter turned out to be rebellious and just wanted to guard the Qiong Opera Troupe.

From Zhang Shennian's point of view, he and his wife have paid too much to protect Qiongju.

Over the years, Huang Simi has been busy both inside and outside without forgetting to pass on her inheritance, which is already the best answer to Zhang Lujin, the wife, and she doesn't need to catch up with her children's generation.

Pity the parents of the world.

Zhang Shennian and Huang Simimei have suffered countless Qiongju dramas, and he sincerely does not want his daughter to do it again.

Seeing this, Huang Simi quickly separated the father and daughter, and took her daughter to the side to persuade her: "Learning to sing is very hard, you haven't seen it before. Back then, your father and I went to the mountains and the countryside. Every time we came back from a tour in ten miles and eight villages, our whole body They all fell apart. Although singing is not like before, and you need to go to the countryside every day, but..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Wenqian pouted and retorted: "Grandma, you said that we Qiongju people are not afraid of hardship! I am not going to be an apprentice like you! I will go to university, learn traditional opera, and also study science. Knowledge, arm yourself with knowledge, and better promote traditional culture.”

Turning to look at her father, Zhang Wenqian shot like a cannonball: "Father, you always tell us that knowledge can change our destiny! Now, I want to use better and more knowledge to change the declining fate of Qiongju Opera! Don't you I know how happy Grandma is when she listens to my opera! Grandma’s only wish is to let me be the head of the troupe and lead the Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe well. I hope Qiong Opera can be passed on from generation to generation, and it will get better and better..."

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, tears rolled in her eyes, but she stubbornly held back them from falling.

Biting her lips, Zhang Wenqian looked at Zhang Shennian as if death was at home: "Grandma, I'm leaving my words here - even if you beat me to death, I will take the way of singing opera! Pass on Qiongju opera!"

Huang Simi, who had been preparing her persuasive words, her eyes were slightly hot, and she opened her mouth a few times, but couldn't say a word.

For a long time, the mother and daughter sat on the bench silently, with inexplicable emotions in each other's eyes.

Huang Simei knew that in Meng Huaxiang's heart, she hoped that Qiongju opera would be passed on from generation to generation, forever.

But in their hearts, both she and her husband hope that their daughter will not have any pressure. She only needs to study hard and work hard, even if she is a "rich and idle person", she can live a relaxed life.

In the past ten years when the Qiongju opera market has been gradually sinking, the husband and wife changed their careers by going to sea, and later used farming to raise operas and do orchard business, so as to support the restructured Dongfang Qiongju Opera Troupe to the present.

Zhang Wenqian wants to take over the Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe and walk the old road of ten miles and eight villages, with no hope; if she takes the curve to save the country, she can only save the country with curves like their husband and wife, and use real labor to support their beautiful dreams.

If so, why bother?
It's better to just make a living first, then find love, and only treat Qiongju opera as a hobby.

But obviously, Zhang Wenqian couldn't understand her parents' hard work.

Zhang Wenqian is now full of thoughts, all of which are the inheritance of Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe and the promotion of traditional culture.

At this moment, after listening to Huang Simei's heartfelt words, Zhang Wenqian was not only not moved, but also strengthened her dream.

"Grandma, the times are constantly advancing, and Qiongju Opera is not the only way to go to the countryside! You and Dad chose to use different methods to protect Qiongju Opera, but you can't always be active on the stage of Qiongju Opera. You still have regrets Right? As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome. What I want to do is to let Qiongju find the right way and lead directly to Rome! One day, I will let Qiongju not only reverberate on the treasure island of Hainan, but also let it go to the General Assembly Hall, go to a world-class palace like the Golden Hall in Vienna!"

After listening to her daughter's impassioned narration, Huang Simei suddenly felt: her daughter has grown up, and she is no longer the little girl who "rided a horse" on her father's neck back then, ignorant and innocent.

She already has her own dreams and views on life, and she no longer obeys her parents' arrangements in everything.

For a moment, Huang Simei became a little dazed: he and her husband have been busy with business these years, and it seems that they have paved a broad road for their children.

However, they seem to have forgotten to listen to what the children think after all the hard work.

Sighing heavily, Huang Simi stood up and patted her daughter's head: "I'm here to talk to your father, but you still have to prepare well for the college entrance examination. Our Qiong Opera Academy doesn't accept idiots with bad grades!"

Zhang Wenqian plopped and jumped directly towards Huang Simei, hanging on her body like an octopus: "Grandma, I knew you were the best!"

Hearing what Huang Simei came back to persuade him, Zhang Shennian was so angry that he put two pieces of tiger skin and musk ointment on his forehead, and lay on the bed moaning and refusing to eat lunch.

Huang Simei warmed up the meal, took it to the room and continued to persuade him: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings! Let's do what parents should do, and leave the rest to the children! We can't be with them for the rest of our lives, can we?"

Zhang Shennian sighed faintly: "I remember that when I was young, I was so hungry that I had hallucinations. The two sweet potatoes in my eyes were your two sweet potatoes, which made me see the hope of life. At that time, I swear to God, I will work hard in the future. If I make a lot of money, I will never let my Meimei suffer hunger. If I go against my words, I will be struck by lightning—you see, I have struggled for decades, and finally realized this dream, so that you and your children can live a happy life together. Good life. But now, Wen Qian has to go our old way and suffer again, my heart feels like being cut by a knife, it hurts! I..."

Huang Simei laughed instead: "Didn't you also say at the beginning that working hard to make money is to let the children do what they want when they grow up? Now Wen Qian chooses Qiongju opera. Although it is different from what we said, she will never be a rapist. Ke, two don't smoke and drink, three sing opera, cultivate one's morality, go to bed early and get up early, this is a great thing to kill three birds with one stone! Besides, even if you disagree, you have to get up and eat, and you have the strength to scold her when you are full, right? ?”

Zhang Shennian was so angry that he beat the bed: "Go away! I've told you all the good and bad things! I'm a stepdad, don't you want her well? I think you are like "Hitting the Golden Bough", you have to completely get used to her." Bad is good! Hmph, she thought the Qiongju Opera Academy would be easy to take the exam? Look at her, wearing earrings today and high heels the next, how can she look like a student? Tell her, if she doesn’t pass a single line in the exam, the Qiongju Opera Academy will definitely fail. Will admit her!"

As soon as Zhang Shennian said this, Huang Simi knew that he was about to let go and forgive his daughter: "I obey! Thank you husband! If she fails the exam, I will be responsible for breaking her leg!"

After leaving the door, Huang Simi blinked at her daughter who was squatting and eavesdropping at the door, and shouted angrily on purpose: "You can listen carefully! Your father said that if you fail to pass the exam, don't even think about getting into Qiongju Opera Academy." Why don’t you hurry up and review?”

Zhang Wenqian raised her hand and bowed, with a happy expression on her face: "Thank you, father and queen! My child kneels and bids farewell, and went to review!"

Zhang Shennian listened to the mother and daughter outside the door pretending to be acting, and shook his head helplessly: The child is grown up, so he can't help himself!
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Time flies, [-], Jingzhe.

Five Oriental Hotel chains in Yacheng, Shengfu and Yangpu opened on the same day.

Zhang Shennian and Huang Simimei, dressed in traditional Li brocade costumes, stood at the door of the Dadonghai branch, ready to cut the ribbon.

Facing the camera click click click, the smiles on the faces of the two kept rippling.

Who would have thought that the humble tea house in those days would evolve into a chain hotel now?
Zhang Shennian, who originally sold local goods and set up a street stall, never imagined that he would become an entrepreneur worth tens of billions after a series of operations. company.

Looking up at the majestic hotel building on the 36th floor, Zhang Shennian smiled to his wife: "We can count this as well, isn't the 'straight to the sky' sung in the Qiong Opera?"

Huang Simei was amused by him: "Maybe Shangcang watched, our Qiongju opera actor's career was too tortuous, so in terms of business, we gave compensation! This is exactly what is sung in Qiongju opera—"

Wang Yunfei brought his children to the door to congratulate him, and he was extremely envious: "Brother Shen Nian, your mind is so good! If I had known earlier, I would not have separated from you, so now I can make a fortune with you?"

In the early years, the two cooperated quite harmoniously, but after Wang Yunfei remarried and had a child, the new wife Liu Xinru felt that Zhang Shennian and Huang Simimei were just actors with limited thinking and a small structure, so Wang Yunfei and Zhang Shennian were urged to separate.

In business, it is common for a long time to be divided, but Liu Xinru, who was born as a secretary, has extraordinary means.

Not only did she force Zhang Chennian to leave the cooperative company, and take away all the profits of the cooperative company, but also left all the hundreds of millions of yuan in debts from the company's bank loans to Zhang Shennian.

It was because Zhang Shennian was the debtor who signed for the loan.

(End of this chapter)