Music Department Games

Chapter 56 056: Zhang Xingguo's Memories of Love (Big Chapter)
After renting the house, Shen Nian asked a group of teachers to help move all the musical instruments to the upstairs next door.

After finishing all this, everyone continued to return to the training class to teach the children in the evening class.

In the evening, they did not go to live broadcast in the house they just rented, but still live broadcast in the hall of the training class. After all, there are residents in the upper and lower floors. If there is a beating, the neighbors will definitely complain.

Back in the dormitory, Shen Nian lay on the bed, and clicked on the second part of [Zhang Xingguo's Memories].

When the system space appeared, it happened to be dark night, and he couldn't see his fingers. He thought to himself that he would not turn on a light in this space.Very poor viewing experience!

Just as he was thinking, suddenly there was a "cha", a person lit a match, and in the light of the fire, Zhang Xingguo's face immediately appeared.

Now Zhang Xingguo's face is obviously full of cracks, and his blood-red face looks like a monkey's butt no matter what, and he has grown some short beards, which looks a bit sloppy.

Zhang Xingguo lit the blackened lantern with a match, then he sat up quietly, put on some clothes, and began to write on a piece of waste paper.

Shen Nian thought that he was going to write a letter or record something, but Zhang Xingguo wrote a love poem while thinking:

When I first saw your clear eyes,
The sparks of my soul began to explode.

Ergun River, Ergun River!

You imprinted the figure of the female peak and spoke eloquently.

And flowed under the foot of Nanfeng Peak,
flowed into my heart,
Unexpectedly, people at that time were really romantic, and they used love poems to express their feelings.

After Zhang Xingguo finished writing, he took the manuscript and read it softly under the lamp, with a happy and sweet smile in his eyes.

"Comrade Xiao Zhang, are you still awake?"

Suddenly, the host where Zhang Xingguo settled asked questions at this time.

Zhang Xingguo hurriedly put the paper into his pocket, and said, "I just fell asleep, and I just woke up to relieve myself."

If something like this at that time was discovered, they would definitely be scolded without shame, which would not be good for the girl's reputation.

Shen Nian guessed that they were in love, or that Zhang Xingguo was developing some affection for Ding Xiuying?
Zhang Xingguo still pretended to get up and was ready to go out for night relief. The owner of the house said: "Go to bed early, and I have to go to hunt sheep grass tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

Zhang Xingguo went to relieve himself on the grass outside, and then he didn't forget to look at Ding Xiuying's tent.

The scene changed, and in the morning, Zhang Xingguo put on the woolen cover just as the sky was getting pockmarked, put the letter in his pocket, took a one-meter-long shirt knife, and led the horse out the door.

It was still dark at this time, and the wind kept blowing on Zhang Xingguo's face, so he couldn't help wrapping his clothes tightly.Even Shen Nian could feel the coldness of the night wind.

The herdsmen all got up and started working at the same time. They got out of the M ancient bag, then put the shirt knife in the cloth bag on the horse's back, and led the horse towards the river beach together.

Following Zhang Xingguo's gaze, Shen Nian saw Ding Xiuying in front of her. If it wasn't for Zhang Xingguo's gaze, Shen Nian almost didn't recognize her.

At this time, she has already tied two braids, and she is wrapped in a thick woolen mattress. She looks very bloated, but her face is still weak and beautiful, but after the wind on the grassland Cracks also appeared on the sun-baked face.

Hunting goat grass is a job done by men, but the number of people in this line-up point is too small, and the only way to meet the standards required by the production team is to send these girls to the field.

Walking all the way in the singing of herdsmen, the sky gradually brightened, and the place went farther and farther.

Finally, after an hour, they turned over a grassy hill, and then saw the endless grassland on the other side of the grassy hill. On the grassland, a river meandered and stretched to the horizon.

"The Ergun River has arrived."

A herdsman said, his eyes full of piety.

The sun emerged from the horizon, dyed the gray sky red, and shone on this vast grassland, refracted by the winding river with golden light.

Shen Nian has never been to the Erguna River in reality, and he has seen this scene in photos. Now that he sees the real grassland mother river, he is immediately surprised by this beautiful scene.

When they got down to the river beach, they saw that the ground was covered with withered yellow river grass. They walked through the withered grass and then continued towards the green grass in the distance.

When we got closer, the green grass was waist-high, rustling in the morning breeze.

People each took out their knives from the cloth bags on their horses. The blades of the knives were shining brightly. The handles were one meter long. They tied the handles around their waists, and then swept along the roots of the grass, and the grass fell down in unison.The sword dancer walked forward slowly, and the grass he fell was lined up beside him.

Soon at eight or nine o'clock, the herdsmen needed to go back to graze, so they left a herdsman to lead the group to work together, and they led the horses, tied the dead grass that had been cut and dried a few days ago to the horses' backs, and then led the horses. The horse went home.

It's not a lie that there will be snow in August in Hudi. Although the sun has risen now, there is still no warmth, and they are still wrapped in woolen mattresses.

A group of women began to make breakfast, and one of them said, "Comrade Ding Xiuying, bring your accordion. We are cooking. Come and play a song for me to cheer everyone up."

Ding Xiuying still smiled like a flower, and said: "Okay!"

Then she ran to get the accordion from her horse, found a meadow and sat down, and put the accordion on her back.

The men were continuing to mow the grass, and Zhang Xingguo was the closest to her at this time, and the meadow where Ding Xiuying was sitting was mowed by Zhang Xingguo.

He touched the note in his pocket, but didn't dare to do anything in the end.

In the background of that posting era, things like handing over love letters would be scolded as hooligans, and there would be no situation where girls are asked for their mobile phone numbers, WeChat or directly confessing their love on the street.

Ding Xiuying just started to pull, Zhang Xingguo didn't pay attention, and the shirt knife moved forward, without paying attention, and scratched his calf together. Even though he was wearing thick cotton trousers, the shirt knife was extremely sharp. Suddenly a bloodstain appeared on the cotton trousers. Fortunately, there was a layer of trousers, otherwise Zhang Xingguo would have been crippled.

"Oh, Comrade Zhang Xingguo, why are you so careless, cut the grass and cut yourself, alas, hurry up, it's bleeding, stop the bleeding soon."

A grass mower next to Zhang Xingguo happened to see this scene, and immediately cried out.

The herdsman in charge hurried over to check on the injury, Ding Xiuying also stopped the music in her hand at this time, put down the accordion and ran over, and everyone followed.

The herdsman opened it up and took a look, only to find that there was only a big gash, and the injury was not very serious. (Of course, this is only relative to the farmers and the medical conditions at that time. They would never think of wound inflammation or infection, and naturally they would not go to the hospital for a while without caring about anything.)

Minor injuries like doing farm work are nothing, he thinks that as long as the bleeding is stopped, such injuries will heal after a few days of recuperation.

Zhang Xingguo didn't feel any pain, but just watched the blood flow out, which looked a little scary.

"What to look at, let go, let's go to work on our own hands."

Everyone dispersed, he thought for a while and called Ding Xiuying to stop: "Comrade Xiao Ding, come on, if you spare time, help him go over and bandage him."

The men continued to mow the grass with their knives. Zhang Xingguo was supported by Ding Xiuying to a nearby meadow.

As soon as Zhang Xingguo walked around, he realized that the wound was indeed too deep. The pain gradually came up, and he could only limp.

Not to mention the hospital, it may not be easy to see people in a radius of tens of miles, so they can only do the simplest bandage.

Zhang Xingguo looked at Ding Xiuying busy before and after, carefully helped him stop the bleeding, and then bandaged him, feeling a little warm in his heart.

A few minutes later, Zhang Xingguo's feet were wrapped into rice dumplings.

Naturally, Zhang Xingguo couldn't work in the fields, so he could only sit on the meadow.

The women who were cooking asked Ding Xiuying to continue playing the piano, and the men also booed.

Ding Xiuying could only hold the accordion again and sit next to Zhang Xingguo.

Zhang Xingguo is injured now, in such a special situation, people will naturally not say anything.After all, at that time, men and women would make jokes if they sat too close together.

Zhang Xingguo finally got a chance to get close to her, and sat so close to listen to her playing the piano.

"Comrade Ding Xiuying, what song do you want to play?"

Zhang Xingguo looked at Zhang Xiuying who was reciting the piano and asked.

"I told you you didn't know."

"Well, maybe I'll know later!"

""Noengia Fantasia", have you heard of it?"

"Why is it a foreign name?"

The herdsman on the side stood up and said, "What do you know, why is this a foreign name? This is our folk song, Xiao Ding, leave him alone, hurry up, hurry up, we are all hurrying to listen."

Zhang Xingguo scratched his head in embarrassment, Ding Xiuying looked at Zhang Xingguo and laughed.

Looking at this sweet smile, Zhang Xingguo touched the note again in his pocket.

She quickly restrained her smile and began to play the song.

At the beginning of the song is the bass chord, showing the grandeur of the vast grassland and history at the beginning.

The bass of the ensemble seems to suggest that thousands of herdsmen troops are blowing their horns at this time, waiting to assemble and dispatch troops, and an epic picture emerges spontaneously in the mind.

After the bass in the front part, there is a fast Inner Mongolia style playing. The sound is continuously transmitted from the bellows, and then flows in the wind, like thousands of soldiers and horses walking on the grass at this time.

Then there was another low voice like the sound of yak horns.

The sound behind is melodious and slow, as if in the thousands of mighty marches, an M ancient woman is climbing high and looking far away. She is looking at the direction of her hometown, praying silently, singing and dancing on the top of the mountain.

Zhang Xingguo tugged his hand in his pocket, thinking of his old mother in his hometown, tears began to come from the corners of his eyes.

All the intellectuals were lost in thought. They thought of the letter from their hometown and felt endless sorrow.

The short section in the middle is a continuous jumping sound, as if it shows the victory of the war, and everyone is dancing around the bonfire to celebrate.

The whole song is divided into sixteen sections, and each section expresses a magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers, solemn and sacred, yet melodious and far-reaching.

After Shen Nian finished listening to the long performance, her eyes were fixed on the continuous beating of her fingers, as if her fingers were not just beating on the keys, but were beating deeply into his mind one by one. After the whole song was played, Shen Nian seemed to have played along with it, and now he was very familiar with the piece in his head.

After breakfast, the herdsmen saw that Zhang Xingguo could no longer work, so they asked him to go back to recuperate. However, he had difficulty moving and the labor force could not leave, so they asked Ding Xiuying to escort him back.

The herdsman tied two bundles of withered grass and put them on the saddle, and asked Zhang Xingguo to ride the horse. Ding Xiuying led the horse back, and gave her the gun, telling her to come back after delivering it. The gun was used to guard against wolves.

In this way, a man, a woman and a horse set foot on the way home.

"Comrade Xiaoding, the accordion you play is really nice."

Zhang Xingguo sat in the middle of the grass and said to Ding Xiuying who was holding the horse.

"My mother also often praises me for playing the accordion well."

Although reservedness was popular at the time, but she knew that she was already good at drawing, and since there was no one else, she naturally accepted such compliments, "Oh, what can you do?"

Zhang Xingguo held the note again: "I like literature, and I like writing poetry."

"Write poetry?"

Ding Xiuying led the horse, looked back at the young man on the horse, and said dejectedly: "I also like literature, but I haven't written it yet. Well, have you written those poems?"

Zhang Xingguo mustered up the courage to take out the note: "Hey, I wrote this last night."

Ding Xiuying took the paper shell, held the rein in one hand and read it with the other.

When I first saw your clear eyes,
The sparks of my soul began to explode.

Ergun River, Ergun River!

You imprinted the figure of the female peak and spoke eloquently.

And flowed under the foot of Nanfeng Peak,
flowed into my heart,
The more Ding Xiuying read, the lower her voice was. They were all middle school students from the countryside, so they naturally understood the meaning of these words. Immediately, her face turned red and her face became hot.

"It's very romantic."

Ding Xiuying evaluated calmly, then lowered her head and handed the paper shell to Zhang Xingguo, "Here, return it to you."

"Send it to you."

Zhang Xingguo didn't answer, and after a long pause, he made a mosquito-like voice, "I wrote it for you."

Ding Xiuying hadn't heard these words yet, but the horse he was leading let out a roar, and the horse's hooves kept beating, as if feeling some danger coming.

Sitting on the horseback, Zhang Xingguo suddenly woke up from his embarrassment because of the bump. He hurriedly looked around, and saw a wolf watching them from a hill in the distance, and there were even some dark shadows hidden in some bushes. , is slowly approaching here.

The horse kept roaring, trying to break free from the rein and run away.

Ding Xiuying was about to let go of the rein and shoot, but Zhang Xingguo stopped him immediately, and hurriedly shouted to her: "You can't shoot. Once you shoot, it will scare away the wolf, but the horse will also be frightened. When the time comes, he will run away , you can't catch up at all, and besides, I was injured on the horse's back, and the horse was frightened, and I couldn't stop the horse at all."

Zhang Xiuying asked: "Then what should I do?"

Zhang Xingguo looked at the withered grass, turned around, untied the ropes, and made room on the horse's back.

"Come on, shoot on horseback and we can all run."

Ding Xiuying didn't care about these, Zhang Xingguo helped her to get on the horse's back, then reined in the horse, and the horse started galloping.

"My accordion is still tied to the grass!"

Zhang Xingguo didn't stop, he continued to drive the horse and said: "It's important to run for your life first, don't worry about that thing!"

"No, it was given to me by my mother, and I must take it back."

"I can't go, and the accordion wolf doesn't know how to eat it. Let's run away first and come back to get it later."

The horse was running wildly, and Zhang Xingguo could only speak by shouting, "What are you waiting for, shoot!"

As soon as the prey moves, the predators will follow.The wolf follows the horse with its tail between its legs, and there are wolves walking with the horse on both sides. They only need to wait until the time is ripe, and the wolves walking on both sides will slowly surround them to form an encirclement circle, or just force the horse to where they want to go. .

Ding Xiuying didn't care about the accordion anymore, she raised her gun, and the wolves immediately lowered their heads to make the tail dare not chase anymore.

"Crack, snap, snap."

Ding Xiuying pulled the trigger three times, but it still didn't click, only the sound of the spring was heard.

The wolves felt that they had been tricked, and they got up and chased after each other. The saliva from their mouths dripped on the grass, showing how hungry they were.

When Zhang Xingguo saw the wolves slowly closing in, the horses began to feel hot, and their lives were in danger, he shouted, "Why don't you shoot?"

"No sound!"

Zhang Xingguo complained incessantly, but he immediately thought of the problem: "Find an iron rod hanging from the barrel of the gun, and pound it inside the barrel a few times. The gunpowder is loose."

Zhang Xiuying, a woman of the generation, naturally has never touched a gun, and besides, the herdsman must have never thought that he would encounter wolves on this road.

Those wolves were already chasing more than two meters behind the horse. At this time, Ding Xiuying pounded it several times, and finally smashed the gunpowder, and took a gun and fired at a wolf that was about to pounce.

"Snapped."

There was only a gunshot, and white smoke came out of the barrel.

The wolves were not dead, but they all lay down on the ground and dared not chase any more.

Zhang Xingguo drove the horse for about ten minutes before looking back at the wolf behind him.

Sure enough, those wolves were left far behind, and should have dispersed long ago.

The horse was no longer frenzied, but slowed down slowly, but it kept roaring, and the saliva kept flowing out of its mouth, it seemed that it was exhausted.

Seeing that the horse had turned into a normal state, Ding Xiuying was afraid that the two of them would break the horse, so Ding Xiuying dismounted and led the horse towards home.

When I went home and told the herdsmen about it, they didn't let Ding Xiuying go mowing the grass anymore, saying that it was going to enter the winter famine soon, and the wolves came out to look for food.

"Then how did those comrades who beat the chinensis come back?" Zhang Xingguo asked anxiously.

The herdsman smiled and said: "They will go together in a group, nothing will happen, and there is another herdsman here, nothing will happen."

Ding Xiuying was still in a daze, firstly because she hadn't recovered from what happened just now, and secondly because she was worried that the accordion was still left on the grassland.

Zhang Xingguo saw her worry, so after a while, when everyone was not paying attention, he rode to that road with a shotgun on his back.

They successfully found the haystack, and sure enough, the wolf was not interested in the accordion either.

He didn't meet any wolves on the way. The grassland is so big, and he met twice a day, so he couldn't be so unlucky.

He limped and tied the haystack to the horse's back, then put the accordion on his back on his chest like a baby, and rode back on the horse.

Riding the horse in front of the M ancient bag where Ding Xiuying settled, the horse's neighing drew Ding Xiuying out.

"I got your accordion back for you."

Zhang Xingguo said to Ding Xiuying.

Ding Xiuying looked at Comrade Zhang Xingguo on horseback. He was holding an accordion on his chest and had cloth strips tied to his feet, and burst into laughter.

She took out the paper shell from her pocket and stroked her braid: "Your love poem is still with me."

Zhang Xingguo saw that the herdsmen were busy with their own work, and only a round-faced, chubby child was playing outside Aobao: "This book is for you!"

The two showed smiles they had never seen before.
(End of this chapter)