1980 My Entertainment Era

Chapter 50 New Year's Goods~
A lifelong mentor once said: The power of example is infinite!

Xia Tian set an example and got his peers and friends to join in.

Their joining in attracted children from several nearby schools, alleys and courtyards.

These young boys who were busy sweeping snow along the streets attracted those confused anti-urban educated youth.

There are also many retired elderly people who go out to sweep the snow.

Even after these people spontaneously cleared the snow, many children who were on vacation at home, led by older children and their parents, came out to do what they could.

Xia Tian didn’t know the number of people, but there must be at least five or six hundred!

In the summer, I discussed with the neighbors in several nearby courtyards and borrowed their stoves to boil water. I will provide the honeycomb coal!
"Hey! What are you saying? A few coal briquettes are a big deal? Stop talking, I'll go move the stove out." said an old man.

The neighbor was an old fitter with a pair of strong and powerful hands. He came to the roadside carrying his simple small stove for cooking, and also brought an aluminum steamer and some enameled teacups.

"Hey~ I finally put this tea to use~"

He also grabbed a handful of tea leaves from his home and put them into the pot to boil with the water.

There were also other old ladies who put a few pieces of rock sugar into the water. Although the water didn’t taste sweet at all, it was still a token of their thoughtfulness.

A group of people were sweeping the snow, and others were boiling hot water for them to drink.

There is strength in numbers. In just over an hour, the two-kilometer road from the entrance of Shichahai to Dongsi was cleaned.

A large group of people were wiping their sweat on the roadside, leaning on their shovels, and refused to leave.

Their heads were steaming and their faces were red from the cold, but there was a bright light shining in their eyes.

Many educated youth who had no place to stay after returning to the city and had to live off their families are now feeling much more at ease.

What people fear most is having nothing to do. As long as there is something to do and they know that they are not redundant, their hearts will not be in turmoil.

Xia Tian looked at the crowd drinking hot water from a small roadside stove. He jumped onto a flower bed and said, "Everyone has worked hard today."

"It's not hard work!"

"Yes, this is nothing."

"Serve the people!"

"Just think of it as sweeping our own house. We have to leave too."

Xia Tian smiled and said, "Everyone, cool down and don't catch a cold. I'll sing something for you to relax."

When Xia Tian said this, many people in the audience became excited and started discussing among themselves.

Ye Jing took off his hat, wiped the sweat off his face and called out, "Hey, what are you going to sing?"

Although the boy was reluctant at first, he did the job well.

It must be said that these children from the compounds actually have faith in their hearts, but this red faith will eventually fade away in the new era.

Xia Tian: "I'll sing a selection from The White-Haired Girl for you, 'The North Wind Blows, Tie a Red Hairband'!"

"Great!" Before he even started singing, a group of people below cheered.

This is popular these days, working in groups, and some people stand up to sing and dance, or recite poetry in their free time.

This is an inspiring move. Otherwise, what do you think those art troupes are doing?

"The north wind is blowing, the snowflakes are flying..." When Xia Tian opened his mouth, everyone was surprised.

Because Xia Tian sings in a female voice!
Moreover, the sound was very loud and clear, and could be heard clearly from far away on the street.

There must have been three or four hundred people gathered around, and even without a stage or sound equipment, it was still clear!

"Oh my! This, this..." Feng Kuazi was shocked by the clear high-pitched female voice that came out of Xia Tian's mouth, and didn't know what to say.

That face was ugly to begin with, and now it's even stranger!

Of course, he couldn't do anything because Ye Jing had already interrupted him - "Shut up, you bastard! Listen!"

The audience widened their eyes in surprise, unable to believe that the voice came from the throat of a fair-skinned boy who was about 1.7 meters tall!
The sound goes straight to the top of your head, then goes down to the back of your head, as if echoing in your skull!
I learned this song “White-Haired Girl” in the summer from Aunt Wang, deputy director of the song and dance troupe. That’s the original version of “White-Haired Girl”!
His vocal condition and skills are amazing!

What’s even more amazing is that he can not only sing the lyrics of "Xier", but also the lyrics of "Yang Bailao"!

——It turned out to be the old and tired voice of a middle-aged man!

Two extremely contrasting sounds were emitted alternately from his throat, giving people an unreal feeling!
"The White-Haired Girl" is one of the eight model operas in the past. In the past ten years, it is one of the few literary and artistic works that can be appreciated!
In addition to this classic song, there is also a movie – it has been around for 50 years and is still being played today!
A few years ago - in 72, there was also a ballet movie version!

It can be said that this is definitely a well-known song of this era that almost everyone has heard.

I didn’t expect that today I could still give people a new kind of shock?!

"Okay! Okay!"

Looking at the young man steaming with enthusiasm in front of him, an old man's eyes were filled with tears. He murmured: "The world belongs to you, and to us, but in the final analysis, it belongs to you..."

But if he knew that forty years later, someone would try to overturn Huang Shiren’s case and question why Xier didn’t marry Huang Shiren?
Do you ever wonder, who does this world belong to?
……

Xia Tian advised everyone to go back and rest early to avoid catching a cold. The crowd gradually dispersed.

A little girl with short hair and a rosy face was being wrapped tightly by her mother and dragged home.

"Mom, mom, that big brother's name is similar to mine!" she shouted happily.

"Ok!"

“He sings beautifully!”

"Indeed, the singing is really good. He can sing with both male and female voices. This is a very high talent!"

The little girl's mother is also a singer, a soprano in the art troupe, so she was even more shocked by the talent that Xia Tian showed.

"Xia Lin, you also have to learn to sing well, understand?"

"understood!"

(Charlene was 83 years old in 14, and is now 79 years old in 10)
…This winter has been a cold one, and the impression it gave to the summer was that the snow seemed to have never stopped falling.

January 1th, the day before New Year’s Eve.

I'll go to the secret base in the summer to pack up, because the New Year is coming soon and I won't be here for the next few days.

Then he discovered that there was someone next door.

After knocking on the door, Milan opened it and welcomed him in with some surprise.

"New Year's Day is tomorrow, why are you still here?" Xia Tian asked.

This is just a place for Milan to stay. Why are you still here during the Chinese New Year? Aren't you going home?

Milan looked a little lonely. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "My parents are gone. The only relative who is still here is my grandma. She went out two days ago and will be back tomorrow."

"Sorry, I……"

Xia Tian was interrupted by Milan as soon as she opened her mouth. "It's okay, it's all over." She smiled brightly.

How could it be okay?
How can this kind of thing be tolerated?
Although Xia Tian guessed from some of Yu Beibei's words that Milan's parents might have been implicated, he did not expect that they actually died.

After staying for a short time, Xia Tian left, but left a key to Milan: "I may not come these days, you can help look after the house when you are free!"

The next day was New Year's Eve, but Xiatian went to the nearby pigeon market to buy things.

The so-called pigeon market is actually a small black market spontaneously formed by people in private - after all, private transactions are not allowed these days, but people will always find a way out.

This kind of small, mobile pigeon market has already appeared in the past two years.

The prices may be higher than in shops, but generally no tickets are required, and bartering is even possible.

This year's Spring Festival supply is not much different from previous years, except that the number of Class A cigarettes has increased from two boxes to three boxes per household, and pork can be purchased for 20 cents at a time without meat coupons.

According to convention, each person was given an extra half pound of oil, half a pound of meat, a pound of Fuqiang flour, and a pound of Xiaozhan rice (a specialty of Tianjin) in the form of special Spring Festival tickets.

Each household was given two bottles of white wine, five pounds of fish, two pounds of mung beans, and one pound of soybeans.

In addition, each person has half a pound of peanuts, half a pound of melon seeds, and two taels of soy products.

In the summer, I bought a hen, two pounds of pork, and a small bag of apples at the pigeon market.

He also took out a small portion of the frozen autumn pears distributed by Xia's father's unit, grabbed a few handfuls of candy, got on his bike and set off.

The 529 Farm where Milan is located is in Fengtai, about the location of the third ring road in the future. It is not far away, but the road is not easy to walk in winter.

Xia Tian pedaled hard all the way and rushed over at lightning speed.

When we arrived at the place, I asked several fellow villagers and they said they were visiting relatives.

The people at that time were extremely alert, even more vigilant than the Chaoyang people in the future - in those days they had to guard against enemy spies and agents!
That is to say, Xia Tian is good-looking and very friendly, otherwise I would probably have to question her.

In this way, it was an aunt who brought Xia Tian to Milan’s grandmother’s house.

"Milan? Milan! Guests are coming!" the aunt shouted outside the courtyard gate, her voice was really loud.

"Aunt Liu? Who's here? Oh!" Milan opened the door and saw Xia Tian.

"You, you..." Milan's eyes widened and she was speechless.

Aunt Liu was really perceptive. After taking one look at the situation and then at the young man - wow, he's really good-looking.

"Since we know each other, you guys can continue chatting. I have to go home to light the stove!" Aunt Liu smiled like an auntie and walked away, looking back every three steps.

"Why are you here?" Milan asked. She was a little dizzy and her brain was a little slow to react.

"I'm here to give you some New Year's goods~" Xia Tian said with a smile.

At this time, Grandma Milan's voice rang out: "Xiao Lan, who's here? I heard Liu's loud voice in the back room!"

...Just like that, Grandma Milan insisted on keeping Xiatian for lunch before letting him go.

I looked at the gifts given in the summer, and they were all affordable food, without any flashy canned food, malted milk or the like.

After all, grandma had a good life, so she didn’t attach much importance to these things, but the gifts she gave her during the New Year were a token of affection.

A few years ago, my daughter and son-in-law were sent to the niu shed, and few people came anymore.

"My dear grandson, this boy is very handsome!" said the old lady with a smile.

"Ah? Ah~" Milan stammered.

"Ah what? What is your relationship now?" Grandma pressed the issue.

"Just a friend."

"Then hold on tight~" Grandma understood where the dumplings had gone during the winter solstice.

Milan lowered her head, wishing she could bury it in her chest - her figure was much better than Yu Beibei's, and every time she stayed at Yu Beibei's house, she envied her.

Grandma started eating bread dumplings and said nothing else, but she still had a lot of thoughts in her mind.

I am getting old, and my health has been getting worse in the past two years.

If my good grandson can find someone reliable, I will feel more at ease.

It turned out that two days ago, grandma went to visit relatives in another city, thinking of leaving a way out for Milan.

As for her impression of summer, it was quite good.

Let’s not talk about height and appearance, that’s secondary... Of course, the primary conditions this time are already excellent!
Just take Xia Tian’s words, actions, and conversation responses, all of which are very good.

Steady, measured, and very smart!

After all, Grandma Milan has seen a lot of the world and met many smart people. These people are all extraordinary.

At this time, Milan was worried that her grandma would ask her about Xia Tian's age.
(End of this chapter)