Su Ge changed back to the vegetable seller's outfit and pushed out the door in three rounds.
Lin Fan followed behind with a crab step, nagging
Mom, you have worked hard these two days. The doctor said this is a minor surgery and it will heal in two days.
Su Ge ignored his son with a stern face. After learning about Lin Sen last night, he drove Lin Fan back to the small bedroom. She felt that both the father and son of the Lin family were not good things, so she lied to her together.
Even though she took Lin Fan to the hospital for surgery in the morning, she has not spoken to her son until now.
Be careful on the road, go and go early, don't walk the path. Lin Fan is nagging behind him, like an old father
Su Ge turned his body and did not turn around, but a smile slowly appeared on Lin Fan's face that he could not see. The little bastard is much more affectionate than his father.
Seeing her mother off, Lin Fan slowly returned to the house with her legs spread out, and sat on the sofa. The landline on the side of the bed rang.
Hello?
Lin Fan, what's wrong with you, a little pussy? It's been a few days since you haven't come to the Internet? The fat man's voice roared on the phone
Lin Fan pulled the phone a little further and came closer to reply after a while. Fat Brother, I just think the game is boring and I don’t want to play it anymore in the future...
Before I finished speaking, another roar came, Lin Fan, did you give me a face? Please give me some food, please have fun, you are becoming pretentious now... OK, don't let me see you in the future, you will be beaten once and then you are so stupid
The phone was disconnected
The golden fat man is also a little famous, and there are always a few gangsters behind him who hold his thighs.
If it were the past, Lin Fan might be trembling, and then consider going to the Internet cafe to apologize to the fat man and ask for forgiveness.
But now, Lin Fan put down the phone and thought about other more important things
There have been too many things recently. I have recovered from my injuries these two days and I just happened to be at home.
My father Lin Sen won't care about it for now, and I'll talk about it when he gets home. The most important thing now is Su Ge's job
I heard her nagging before that Confucius Temple Night Market is also temporary. Once the policy changes, it may be closed one day, which will make this home even worse.
Lin Fancha moved to his room with his legs, opened the schoolbag covered with a layer of dust, and found a piece of paper
After thinking about it, I wrote about Su Ge's work
After a few seconds, I drew an arrow in the back and wrote to Sell Clothes
Then I paused for a long time before solemnly writing Taobao. Taobao has just begun to become popular at this stage, and Su Ge is now the time to end.
Then arrow, computer, broadband, camera, etc., another arrow start capital
How to make money? This is the key to combining the existing abilities and the skills learned in your dreams. Lin Fan thought about it and felt that he was only street singing.
The street singing was added involuntarily two words afterwards. Plagiarism
No, how can the song you dream of be called plagiarism?
Lin Fan picked up the pen and decisively made a fork on the plagiarism, and then calmly wrote down the original...
Why do you feel a sense of shame in your heart?
After touching his hot cheeks, Lin Fan asked himself, was it the pride of being a musician?
If Su Ge saw his son's expression on the spot, he would definitely kick him again
The hair is not growing long and the songs are not sung a few, why do you have the nerve to call yourself a musician?
Also, what happened to you pose with that melancholy little look?
After being intoxicated for a while, Lin Fan stood up and took off an old acoustic guitar from the wall. He was once the king of guitars. Lin Sen used it to catch up with the literary young girl Su Ge.
The guitar panel and strings have been severely painted. It is a trace of being often used by people. Dad went out to wander around the world. After he became obsessed with the game, Lin Fan hadn't touched this treasure for a long time.
I carefully wiped away the dust with a velvet cloth, adjusted the strings, held the guitar in the most comfortable position, and put the right hand habitually on arpeg sound.
The familiar sound of the piano reminded Lin Fan of the years when he was forced to be forced by Lin Sen when he was a child, crying and practicing the piano; in the days of suffering and depressed in his dreams, the comfort, tranquility, pride, and false glory brought to him by the guitar.
With his mind empty, his fingers swayed at will, and a most familiar tune sounded. Lin Fan sang with the sound of the piano: It was shining and shining, and the sky was filled with small stars, hanging in the sky shining brightly, like many small eyes...
After playing "Little Star", the memories of the guitar and songs became clearer and clearer, one song after another, in reality, in dreams... When you are tired of singing, you will get two skillful finger-playing songs.
Lin Fan was immersed in the music without realizing it. The guitar made him travel through space and time, and the dream that had begun to gradually fade became clear again...
The sun began to set, the light inside dimmed, and the strings were no longer visible, but these were not a problem for a senior guitarist
In the darkness, Lin Fan's eyes are brighter. Anxiety and confusion gradually fade away. Confidence, firmness, courage, and self-improvement gradually appear in his eyes.
On this night, in this simple room, in the darkness, in the sound of the piano, in the interweaving of the past and the future memories, Lin Fan completed his own nirvana, and a brand new one was born
Suddenly, the familiar sound of tricycles came from the outdoors. Lin Fan smiled slightly, his fingers naturally over-tuned, and a slow and melodious song started to ring.
Since the incompetence between mother and son has happened, Lin Fan doesn't want it to end.
Let yourself take the lead, so Su Ge will be under much less pressure
No matter how big the storm is, come to me!
Today's business is pretty good, many of them are brought by old customers
The clothes were sold out early again. Su Ge was in a good mood. He hummed a song and felt like he rode a hot wheel with a tricycle. She was anxious to go home and tell her son the good news, completely forgot that she and Lin Fan were in a cold war.
When he arrived at the door of his house, he saw the darkness at home from afar. Su Ge felt a sudden thrill. My son wouldn't go to the Internet cafe again, right? No, I have to believe him
After pedaling hard for a few times, the tricycle quickly arrived at the door of the unit. The kitchen window was open, and my son's gentle singing came from inside.
Only mothers are good in the world. A child with a mother is like a treasure. He throws himself into his mother's arms and cannot enjoy happiness...
Lin Fan's voice was full of emotion and deep affection, and Su Ge's tears couldn't help but flow down
Su Ge took a sip of the soup and swallowed the rice. Finally, he couldn't help but knocked the chopsticks on the table.
Are you sick? You keep watching me like this and go what I should do... Su Ge blushed and shouted at Lin Fan, who was lying on the table looking at her in a daze.
Mom, you are so beautiful! Lin Fan said without any concealment
Go, go, little hairy child Su Ge somehow answered his son. His eyes were definitely not just about the son's eyes when he looked at his mother. Su Ge's heart was in a mess
Why did you think of practicing piano again? Find a topic now
Since I decided to have a singing meal, I had to do my best not only to practice at home, but I decided to go to the night market to sing in a few days and exercise myself. Lin Fan didn't say that the main purpose was to make money
Unexpectedly, you still walked your dad's old path
Su Ge's expression was complicated. She actually didn't want her son to play the piano and sing.
Artistic rice is not delicious. Artists are glamorous on the surface, but who knows the hardships behind it
Well, since you have decided... Come with me! Su Ge left the dining table and walked towards the master bedroom, leading Lin Fan to the bedside
Mom, I'm afraid it won't work today. I just finished the surgery. Lin Fan said weakly with his legs
What are you talking nonsense? Didn’t you just get drunk yesterday? I’m not allowed to mention it in the future. I’m still a mother, you’re still a son. Su Ge’s blushed turned into Guan Gong, and he shouted at his son angrily.
She quickly rolled up the bed cover and placed it on the chair
Don't stick it around, go and help me move the mattress and the bed board away
Under Su Ge's command, the two of them removed Simmons and opened the bed below. In order to save space, there was a fully enclosed structure under the bed, which could pile up some debris.
What are these? Lin Fan saw some familiar objects, small suitcase-like pull rod audio, lithium battery power supply, microphone, and microphone stand
When your father was laid off, he wanted to sing on the street, so he bought these things, but he was old and only knew old songs, and his business was not good, so he gave up soon... These things were useless
Su Ge looked at these devices and felt deeply moved. Although those days were poor, they were really happy and very happy.
By the way, there is something else. Su Ge moved the chair, took a black canvas guitar bag from the closet and handed it to Lin Fan.
This was bought by me last time I passed by a musical instrument store that closed and cleared goods. I originally wanted to give your father as a birthday gift, but now I probably can't use it. My voice is hoarse
In order not to make his mother sad, Lin Fan quickly opened the guitar bag, which contained a folk guitar.
Most of the neck and outer edges are black, and only the center of the panel is duck egg-yellow. Wow, it’s so cool, I like it very much!
In fact, Lin Fan knows that the more fancy the acoustic guitar, the worse the quality, the worse it is. The paint on the surface is likely to be to cover up the defects on the panel surface.
But Lin Fan believes in Su Ge's vision. After all, she has played guitar with Lin Sen for a while, not Xiaobai
A habitual arpeggio, the tone was clear and full, Lin Fan gave Su Ge a thumbs up with satisfaction; he knocked the panel, side panel and back panel, and he opened his mouth wide in surprise
It turns out to be a full single guitar. This is too luxurious. Is it really a use for me?
Su Ge nodded with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, his son understood this at a young age. Finally, there was no secret spell. Although it was a miscellaneous brand, the sound and workmanship were OK. The store cleared the warehouse and I was considered a cheap one... Your old red cotton can only be played in a quiet indoor place; if you want to sing on the street, it must be a pickup and can also connect to an external speaker.
Lin Fan was ready to look at the guitar. Mom, can I try it?
So late... Seeing my son's begging eyes, Su Ge still agreed. Okay, you can turn the voice to the lowest level, I will close the doors and windows... I hope it won't affect the neighbors
Ten minutes later, everything was ready, Lin Fan played "Only Mom in the World" again, touching Su Ge very much
Mom, I wrote the following song for you, I hope you like it
Su Ge sat upright and gave her son an encouraging look. No matter what the song was written, she decided to praise her.
Find the sun in a place without wind, and make warm sun in a place where you are cold... For the rest of my life, I only want you, and for the rest of my life, the wind and snow are you, the ordinary are you, and the poverty is also you...
The affectionate song slowly ended in the ending of the arpeggio. Lin Fan put down the guitar and walked gently to Su Ge. He bent down and hugged her and lowered his head. He kissed his mother's tears-filled face.
Mom, I want you for the rest of my life
Two days later, in the night market, it happened to be a weekend shortly there was a sunken cruise ship dock, and the stalls could not be set up and kept empty.
Lin Fan accompanied his mother to sell clothes for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, people were already walking after dinner, which was a good time to start singing.
Su Ge helped him move the equipment to the dock and connect the line. Son, come on, I'll watch you at the stall
Lin Fan put his hands together in his chest to give his mother a heart
He put some money in the opened piano bag, tried the sound, and started singing
The first snow in 2002 came later than before, and the second car parked on the eighth floor took away the last falling yellow leaves...
At this stage, Daolang is the most popular, and Lin Fan also likes his songs more
The bonus effect of professional equipment is indeed extraordinary. As soon as the boy opened his voice, the noise around him suddenly became quiet. People curiously looked for the source of the sound and gradually approached the dock.
After a while, the steps of the dock were filled with people. They listened quietly to the teenager's singing, and from time to time they stepped forward to throw a piece of paper money or two in the piano bag.
Every time Lin Fan always returns a warm smile without being arrogant or humble, making people fall in love with him even more.
Time flies very quickly, and before I know it, it's nine o'clock, and light rain begins to float in the sky
Lin Fan took a sip of the water sent by Su Ge, cleared his throat and said: Thank you all ladies, brother, come and listen to my singing. It's getting late. Let me bring you the last song "Rain in Nanjing"
After a slightly long prelude, Lin Fan's very recognizable voice started to sound
That day we met under the sycamore tree, and we didn't say a word to each other. You turned around. Tears had fallen behind you. In which year was the plum blossoms blooming... The rain in Nanjing commemorating our love is like an old movie. I can't guess the ending of the rain in Nanjing, leaving too many memories until we all grow old and think of it again...
Amid the gentle and moving songs, the couple hugged each other tightly, the single dog made up the determination to confess tomorrow, and the middle-aged and elderly people recalled their sweet youth.
A wonderful song can always enter the listener's heart, stir up beautiful memories, and become a part of their lives
Lin Fan followed behind with a crab step, nagging
Mom, you have worked hard these two days. The doctor said this is a minor surgery and it will heal in two days.
Su Ge ignored his son with a stern face. After learning about Lin Sen last night, he drove Lin Fan back to the small bedroom. She felt that both the father and son of the Lin family were not good things, so she lied to her together.
Even though she took Lin Fan to the hospital for surgery in the morning, she has not spoken to her son until now.
Be careful on the road, go and go early, don't walk the path. Lin Fan is nagging behind him, like an old father
Su Ge turned his body and did not turn around, but a smile slowly appeared on Lin Fan's face that he could not see. The little bastard is much more affectionate than his father.
Seeing her mother off, Lin Fan slowly returned to the house with her legs spread out, and sat on the sofa. The landline on the side of the bed rang.
Hello?
Lin Fan, what's wrong with you, a little pussy? It's been a few days since you haven't come to the Internet? The fat man's voice roared on the phone
Lin Fan pulled the phone a little further and came closer to reply after a while. Fat Brother, I just think the game is boring and I don’t want to play it anymore in the future...
Before I finished speaking, another roar came, Lin Fan, did you give me a face? Please give me some food, please have fun, you are becoming pretentious now... OK, don't let me see you in the future, you will be beaten once and then you are so stupid
The phone was disconnected
The golden fat man is also a little famous, and there are always a few gangsters behind him who hold his thighs.
If it were the past, Lin Fan might be trembling, and then consider going to the Internet cafe to apologize to the fat man and ask for forgiveness.
But now, Lin Fan put down the phone and thought about other more important things
There have been too many things recently. I have recovered from my injuries these two days and I just happened to be at home.
My father Lin Sen won't care about it for now, and I'll talk about it when he gets home. The most important thing now is Su Ge's job
I heard her nagging before that Confucius Temple Night Market is also temporary. Once the policy changes, it may be closed one day, which will make this home even worse.
Lin Fancha moved to his room with his legs, opened the schoolbag covered with a layer of dust, and found a piece of paper
After thinking about it, I wrote about Su Ge's work
After a few seconds, I drew an arrow in the back and wrote to Sell Clothes
Then I paused for a long time before solemnly writing Taobao. Taobao has just begun to become popular at this stage, and Su Ge is now the time to end.
Then arrow, computer, broadband, camera, etc., another arrow start capital
How to make money? This is the key to combining the existing abilities and the skills learned in your dreams. Lin Fan thought about it and felt that he was only street singing.
The street singing was added involuntarily two words afterwards. Plagiarism
No, how can the song you dream of be called plagiarism?
Lin Fan picked up the pen and decisively made a fork on the plagiarism, and then calmly wrote down the original...
Why do you feel a sense of shame in your heart?
After touching his hot cheeks, Lin Fan asked himself, was it the pride of being a musician?
If Su Ge saw his son's expression on the spot, he would definitely kick him again
The hair is not growing long and the songs are not sung a few, why do you have the nerve to call yourself a musician?
Also, what happened to you pose with that melancholy little look?
After being intoxicated for a while, Lin Fan stood up and took off an old acoustic guitar from the wall. He was once the king of guitars. Lin Sen used it to catch up with the literary young girl Su Ge.
The guitar panel and strings have been severely painted. It is a trace of being often used by people. Dad went out to wander around the world. After he became obsessed with the game, Lin Fan hadn't touched this treasure for a long time.
I carefully wiped away the dust with a velvet cloth, adjusted the strings, held the guitar in the most comfortable position, and put the right hand habitually on arpeg sound.
The familiar sound of the piano reminded Lin Fan of the years when he was forced to be forced by Lin Sen when he was a child, crying and practicing the piano; in the days of suffering and depressed in his dreams, the comfort, tranquility, pride, and false glory brought to him by the guitar.
With his mind empty, his fingers swayed at will, and a most familiar tune sounded. Lin Fan sang with the sound of the piano: It was shining and shining, and the sky was filled with small stars, hanging in the sky shining brightly, like many small eyes...
After playing "Little Star", the memories of the guitar and songs became clearer and clearer, one song after another, in reality, in dreams... When you are tired of singing, you will get two skillful finger-playing songs.
Lin Fan was immersed in the music without realizing it. The guitar made him travel through space and time, and the dream that had begun to gradually fade became clear again...
The sun began to set, the light inside dimmed, and the strings were no longer visible, but these were not a problem for a senior guitarist
In the darkness, Lin Fan's eyes are brighter. Anxiety and confusion gradually fade away. Confidence, firmness, courage, and self-improvement gradually appear in his eyes.
On this night, in this simple room, in the darkness, in the sound of the piano, in the interweaving of the past and the future memories, Lin Fan completed his own nirvana, and a brand new one was born
Suddenly, the familiar sound of tricycles came from the outdoors. Lin Fan smiled slightly, his fingers naturally over-tuned, and a slow and melodious song started to ring.
Since the incompetence between mother and son has happened, Lin Fan doesn't want it to end.
Let yourself take the lead, so Su Ge will be under much less pressure
No matter how big the storm is, come to me!
Today's business is pretty good, many of them are brought by old customers
The clothes were sold out early again. Su Ge was in a good mood. He hummed a song and felt like he rode a hot wheel with a tricycle. She was anxious to go home and tell her son the good news, completely forgot that she and Lin Fan were in a cold war.
When he arrived at the door of his house, he saw the darkness at home from afar. Su Ge felt a sudden thrill. My son wouldn't go to the Internet cafe again, right? No, I have to believe him
After pedaling hard for a few times, the tricycle quickly arrived at the door of the unit. The kitchen window was open, and my son's gentle singing came from inside.
Only mothers are good in the world. A child with a mother is like a treasure. He throws himself into his mother's arms and cannot enjoy happiness...
Lin Fan's voice was full of emotion and deep affection, and Su Ge's tears couldn't help but flow down
Su Ge took a sip of the soup and swallowed the rice. Finally, he couldn't help but knocked the chopsticks on the table.
Are you sick? You keep watching me like this and go what I should do... Su Ge blushed and shouted at Lin Fan, who was lying on the table looking at her in a daze.
Mom, you are so beautiful! Lin Fan said without any concealment
Go, go, little hairy child Su Ge somehow answered his son. His eyes were definitely not just about the son's eyes when he looked at his mother. Su Ge's heart was in a mess
Why did you think of practicing piano again? Find a topic now
Since I decided to have a singing meal, I had to do my best not only to practice at home, but I decided to go to the night market to sing in a few days and exercise myself. Lin Fan didn't say that the main purpose was to make money
Unexpectedly, you still walked your dad's old path
Su Ge's expression was complicated. She actually didn't want her son to play the piano and sing.
Artistic rice is not delicious. Artists are glamorous on the surface, but who knows the hardships behind it
Well, since you have decided... Come with me! Su Ge left the dining table and walked towards the master bedroom, leading Lin Fan to the bedside
Mom, I'm afraid it won't work today. I just finished the surgery. Lin Fan said weakly with his legs
What are you talking nonsense? Didn’t you just get drunk yesterday? I’m not allowed to mention it in the future. I’m still a mother, you’re still a son. Su Ge’s blushed turned into Guan Gong, and he shouted at his son angrily.
She quickly rolled up the bed cover and placed it on the chair
Don't stick it around, go and help me move the mattress and the bed board away
Under Su Ge's command, the two of them removed Simmons and opened the bed below. In order to save space, there was a fully enclosed structure under the bed, which could pile up some debris.
What are these? Lin Fan saw some familiar objects, small suitcase-like pull rod audio, lithium battery power supply, microphone, and microphone stand
When your father was laid off, he wanted to sing on the street, so he bought these things, but he was old and only knew old songs, and his business was not good, so he gave up soon... These things were useless
Su Ge looked at these devices and felt deeply moved. Although those days were poor, they were really happy and very happy.
By the way, there is something else. Su Ge moved the chair, took a black canvas guitar bag from the closet and handed it to Lin Fan.
This was bought by me last time I passed by a musical instrument store that closed and cleared goods. I originally wanted to give your father as a birthday gift, but now I probably can't use it. My voice is hoarse
In order not to make his mother sad, Lin Fan quickly opened the guitar bag, which contained a folk guitar.
Most of the neck and outer edges are black, and only the center of the panel is duck egg-yellow. Wow, it’s so cool, I like it very much!
In fact, Lin Fan knows that the more fancy the acoustic guitar, the worse the quality, the worse it is. The paint on the surface is likely to be to cover up the defects on the panel surface.
But Lin Fan believes in Su Ge's vision. After all, she has played guitar with Lin Sen for a while, not Xiaobai
A habitual arpeggio, the tone was clear and full, Lin Fan gave Su Ge a thumbs up with satisfaction; he knocked the panel, side panel and back panel, and he opened his mouth wide in surprise
It turns out to be a full single guitar. This is too luxurious. Is it really a use for me?
Su Ge nodded with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, his son understood this at a young age. Finally, there was no secret spell. Although it was a miscellaneous brand, the sound and workmanship were OK. The store cleared the warehouse and I was considered a cheap one... Your old red cotton can only be played in a quiet indoor place; if you want to sing on the street, it must be a pickup and can also connect to an external speaker.
Lin Fan was ready to look at the guitar. Mom, can I try it?
So late... Seeing my son's begging eyes, Su Ge still agreed. Okay, you can turn the voice to the lowest level, I will close the doors and windows... I hope it won't affect the neighbors
Ten minutes later, everything was ready, Lin Fan played "Only Mom in the World" again, touching Su Ge very much
Mom, I wrote the following song for you, I hope you like it
Su Ge sat upright and gave her son an encouraging look. No matter what the song was written, she decided to praise her.
Find the sun in a place without wind, and make warm sun in a place where you are cold... For the rest of my life, I only want you, and for the rest of my life, the wind and snow are you, the ordinary are you, and the poverty is also you...
The affectionate song slowly ended in the ending of the arpeggio. Lin Fan put down the guitar and walked gently to Su Ge. He bent down and hugged her and lowered his head. He kissed his mother's tears-filled face.
Mom, I want you for the rest of my life
Two days later, in the night market, it happened to be a weekend shortly there was a sunken cruise ship dock, and the stalls could not be set up and kept empty.
Lin Fan accompanied his mother to sell clothes for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, people were already walking after dinner, which was a good time to start singing.
Su Ge helped him move the equipment to the dock and connect the line. Son, come on, I'll watch you at the stall
Lin Fan put his hands together in his chest to give his mother a heart
He put some money in the opened piano bag, tried the sound, and started singing
The first snow in 2002 came later than before, and the second car parked on the eighth floor took away the last falling yellow leaves...
At this stage, Daolang is the most popular, and Lin Fan also likes his songs more
The bonus effect of professional equipment is indeed extraordinary. As soon as the boy opened his voice, the noise around him suddenly became quiet. People curiously looked for the source of the sound and gradually approached the dock.
After a while, the steps of the dock were filled with people. They listened quietly to the teenager's singing, and from time to time they stepped forward to throw a piece of paper money or two in the piano bag.
Every time Lin Fan always returns a warm smile without being arrogant or humble, making people fall in love with him even more.
Time flies very quickly, and before I know it, it's nine o'clock, and light rain begins to float in the sky
Lin Fan took a sip of the water sent by Su Ge, cleared his throat and said: Thank you all ladies, brother, come and listen to my singing. It's getting late. Let me bring you the last song "Rain in Nanjing"
After a slightly long prelude, Lin Fan's very recognizable voice started to sound
That day we met under the sycamore tree, and we didn't say a word to each other. You turned around. Tears had fallen behind you. In which year was the plum blossoms blooming... The rain in Nanjing commemorating our love is like an old movie. I can't guess the ending of the rain in Nanjing, leaving too many memories until we all grow old and think of it again...
Amid the gentle and moving songs, the couple hugged each other tightly, the single dog made up the determination to confess tomorrow, and the middle-aged and elderly people recalled their sweet youth.
A wonderful song can always enter the listener's heart, stir up beautiful memories, and become a part of their lives
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