House Dad’s Literary Life

The geographical location of Tingshan District is very good, just like its name, the lush Tingshan Mountain is located in it. At the same time, there is the meandering Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal passing through it, backed by mountains and waters, which is a blessed place even in Feng Shui.

In addition to the absence of industrial pollution, the beautiful Tingshan District has become another urban area in Jiangcheng with tourism as its main industry in addition to the DC area!

Of course, the DC area is not as good as the Tingshan District, because the entertainment industry in the DC area is more developed. Under the feasting, the scenery of the DC area always gives people a feeling of impetuousness.

And Tingshan District is much better. Ten years ago, Jiangcheng built the first university town in the south around Jiangcheng Media University, a famous media college in China.

The strong humanistic atmosphere blends with the beautiful natural scenery, which is just right for Yang Yi, a bubbling guy.

After renting a car, Yang Yi spent two days strolling around Tingshan District, and finally fell in love with a shop that was about to be sold near the back door of Jiangcheng Media University.

This shop is actually a bit remote and a bit desolate.

Because the real prosperous area of ​​Jiangcheng Media University is the main gate and the area outside the east gate.

Because the main entrance is next to Jiangcheng Normal University, the popularity of the two schools converges, and it is not difficult to understand the prosperity. Near the east gate is Jiang Chuan's dormitory area, so the catering industry outside is relatively developed.

The back door is a bit far from the dormitory area. Except for some students from art and media colleges who come to class, not many students are interested in visiting.

Outside the back door is the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.

However, it is not the rippling Xijiang River, nor is it the slender Tingxi River. Faced with the calm waters of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, and the lack of dams with willows and green grass, the students are always lacking in interest - except for some male and female students who like to find a quiet place to date.

However, Yang Yi also liked its quietness and remoteness when he took a fancy to it.

Why be so prosperous? Yang Yi doesn't like to open a coffee shop that he can't keep busy.

The best situation is a dozen or so guests a day, three or two regulars, drinking coffee elegantly and peacefully, or chatting freely about literature and music.

You are the owner of this shop? Yang Yi asked in surprise when he saw the renter on the second floor of the shop.

In front of him was an old man with silver hair, but he was in high spirits. He was wearing a very traditional Chinese-style Tsing Yi robe.

This made Yang Yi instantly awe-inspiring, and when he spoke, his tone of voice was a lot more respectful.

Little friend, why are you asking this? The old man smiled gently and asked, Do you think I shouldn't be contaminated with this copper odor?

Yang Yi's old face was a little unbearable, the other party's judgment was accurate, he really thought so.

Haha, this is actually the house given to me by the school. For so many years, my wife used it to open a small bookstore. The old man looked a little sad when he talked about his wife. He gently touched the round wooden stairs. The handrail, as if remembering something.

When it comes to the skill of using other people's words, Yang Yi, who has received special training in the past, is a master. After a while, he coaxed the old man to tell the story in his heart.

This is a story about love.

The old man's name is Hu Songnan. He used to be a professor at the School of Classical Music at Jiangcheng University of Media and Communications. His wife used to be an editor of a publishing house in the capital. Later, in order to come to Jiangcheng to meet her husband, she resigned to open a small bookstore.

The two have been together for decades, living peacefully and happily.

Until eight years ago, the old grandmother fell ill and died, and only Mr. Hu Songnan was left alone in this small building.

It's not that the children are unfilial. Hu Songnan's children have all gone to Hong Kong City for development, and have always wanted to take the old man over, but the old man can't bear to be here, because every corner of this small building is filled with his memories of his wife. .

Now the old man has also retired, and with the pleas of his grandchildren, he also has a plan to take care of him in the past.

However, the thing I can't let go of the most is it. Hu Songnan's eyes regained wisdom, and he patted the handrail of the stairs gently, I want to find someone who can take good care of it.

The old man doesn't want someone to destroy this place and this small building. If there is time in the future, the old man also hopes to come back and have a look at it, at least one thought.

However, this gave Yang Yi a bit of a headache.

Obviously, it is not so easy to meet the requirements of the old man. The old man did not list a standard at all.

It's okay, it all depends on his mouth!

To be honest, Yang Yi really hopes to meet a philistine. At least, the problems that can be solved with money are not problems!

However, Yang Yi still wants to fight for it, because this small bluestone building is really literary in terms of appearance and surrounding environment, and he likes it very much.

Yang Yi was silent for a while, and told his thoughts truthfully: I rent your house, use the second floor for my own living, and then I want to open a coffee shop on the first floor, so you can keep those bookshelves.

In Yang Yi's description, the bookshelves left by the old man will be rearranged by Yang Yi to build a coffee shop full of book fragrance.

The old man looked at Yang Yi with interest, and smiled slightly: Opening a coffee shop here? This is not a good idea, it may lose money!

However, Yang Yi said nonchalantly, It doesn't matter if I lose money or not. This is just my dream. Besides, it's better to be quiet. In my spare time, I can write books and listen to music.

He didn't feel anything, and the old man showed a weird expression.

The style is wrong!

Yang Yi is an eight-footed man, muscular, strong and brave, and influenced by the soul imprint of his predecessor, he still inadvertently carries the shadow of a soldier when he walks, sits, and sleeps!

And such a guy said he likes listening to music, likes dancing and writing? Everyone feels awkward!

But the old man did not question, because Yang Yi's indifferent expression made him feel a little different.

Can I ask, what's the name of your coffee shop? the old man asked curiously.

Yang Yi's previous description actually made Hu Songnan a little moved. He was the one who was closest to his idea in the past few months.

Yang Yi had already had his own ideas, and he said neatly: The coffee shop on the corner!

The old man thought he had heard it wrong, and asked Yang Yi to repeat it. After confirming that the coffee shop on the corner was indeed the name Yang Yi remembered, he frowned for a long time.

Sorry, I can't think of which allusion this name comes from, can you please tell me? The old man asked humbly.

Hell if you can think of it!

It's from a song I wrote. Yang Yi said without shame, plagiarizing those songs in his previous life, and without legal awareness, he has no psychological burden.

Oh, is it? the old man said enthusiastically, the song you wrote? What's the name?

The old man teaches music. Although he is a retired professor of classical music, it is not that he has no interest in pop music. When it comes to music, his interest comes up.

Yang Yi didn't answer directly. He looked at the wall next to him, and there was a guitar with a simple style hanging on it, and asked, Excuse me, can I borrow your guitar? I'll sing it for you.

(What is this song? Does anyone know?)

Last night, the old books seemed to be exempted at midnight, but the collection increased by more than 1,000... I'm so envious, T^T, the new book collection is still very small~ I would also like to thank the Look at you who sent a big red envelope yesterday. joke! Local tyrants, please accept me~