From Middle Age: Leisure Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 147 Uncle San’s Trouble

What the hell is going on?

Yu Hongjun just explained it in detail.

It turns out that after Huayin Laoqu applied for provincial intangible cultural heritage, the provincial government recommended to the state to apply for national intangible cultural heritage.

In order to pay attention to this work, protect and promote old tunes, the county specially established the Huashan Old tune Art Protection and Development Center in Huayin City.

It has Huayin Old Calligraphy Folk Art Troupe and Huayin Old Calligraphy Training Center. Several old friends, including the third uncle Yu Hongguang, are all members of the art troupe and serve as teachers of the training center.

Now they are basically in a semi-productive state, and in addition to the performance, they also bring a few young students to train every day.

Yu Hongguang was the leader or teacher, and felt that it was not appropriate for him to sing popular songs at the wedding banquet and there was no time, so he politely declined the invitation and devoted himself to the old tune art troupe.

"Isn't that income less than before?" Yu Dongqing asked.

"Yes, your third uncle used to sing and earned ten thousand yuan a month casually. Now his monthly salary is only 2,800 yuan. If there is no performance, he will be in trouble." Yu Hongjun said.

"Your third mother also said that your third uncle is, and she must sing the old tunes well." His mother Liu Fenglan interrupted.

This is indeed, of course you can make money by walking.

Yu Dongqing nodded after hearing this and asked again: "Is my third uncle at home? I'll go over and take a look later."

"Here, I heard there was no performance these days."

After Yu Dongqing finished her meal, her daughter Yu Tongtong wanted to watch TV at home. Yu Dongqing went out alone to walk towards the middle of the village. As soon as she arrived outside the yard of Uncle San’s house, she vaguely heard a quarrel inside, which was the voice of San’s mother.

"If you don't sing, you have to sing operas. How much money do you make when watching operas? What are the benefits of inheritors? Can you make money or be a food for your mercy?!"

"Qiaoling, can't you say that? I'm telling me about my father before leaving. I can't lose it! You can't get into the eyes of money."

"Okay. You actually said that I'm paying attention to money, you, you. I'm not for our family!" Then there was a crying sound.

Yu Dongqing could no longer listen and stood outside the yard door and shouted: "Uncle San, is San Mom at home?"

The quarrel came to an abrupt end.

A few minutes later, the door creaked and the third mother walked out and smiled: "It's holly, when will I come back?"

"I just came back this afternoon. Is my third uncle here?"

"At now, come in."

Yu Dongqing followed his third mother into the yard and came to the main hall. He saw his third uncle smoking a cigarette, looking sad.

When he saw Yu Dongqing coming in, he forced a smile on his face: "Holly, are you back?"

"Well, Tongtong is on summer vacation, take her out for a walk." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Holly, you guys talk, I'll cook for you." San Ma turned around and was about to go out.

"San Mom, don't bother. I'm not hungry after just after dinner." Yu Dongqing hurriedly stopped: "It's cool outside, so I'll go out to find a place to enjoy the cool air."

"Okay then." San's mother glanced at Uncle San and said.

The two of them fanned out of the yard with palm palms and walked towards the entrance of the village.

The moonlight was like water, the evening breeze was blowing, and the streets were surrounded by villagers who were cool down. Yu Dongqing greeted her while walking, and walked with her San to the roots of the big locust tree at the east end of the village to sit down.

In the distance is the cornfield, which is whirling under the moonlight, and the breeze blows and makes a rustling sound.

"Uncle San, I heard from my parents that the old tune art protection and development center was established in the county, and are you the leader of the art troupe?" Yu Dongqing asked while driving the mosquitoes with a palm-leaf fan.

"Well, it was appointed after the establishment in March."

"Good thing, so you can sing your old tunes wholeheartedly." Yu Dongqing smiled.

"Yes, but your third mother." Yu Hongguang sighed and didn't say anything more.

"I heard from my parents that the salary given to you by the county is not high?" Yu Dongqing asked in a tentative tone.

"It's not high. It's 2,800 yuan a month, which is much less than my income from singing everywhere. Your third mother quarreled with me almost every day about this. But I think the account can't be calculated like this, right? Singing opera means making less money, but I think it's more worth it!"

Yu Hongguang continued:

"If I don't sing "Men Should Be Self-Enhancing", I don't sing "Learn to Meow" and "Good Morning Huayin" naturally someone will sing! But if our old guys don't sing the old tune, this skill may be broken in my hands!"

"You said I'll go underground for a hundred years, why are you so embarrassed to meet your grandfather? Why is your third mother unreasonable? Not as good as Widow Zhang!"

Speaking of this, Yu Hongguang drew a cigarette and took two sips.

"Hey, Uncle San, don't do anything randomly at this time." Yu Dongqing hurriedly reminded.

"I just said that 2,800 a month is actually not a small amount. It is not as good as singing income, but it is much better than farming. I only earn tens of thousands of dollars a year in farming, but I didn't say anything to me when I saw her! Alas."

Yu Dongqing also sighed.

Can you say that Sanma’s idea is wrong? It seems that it can’t be.

She is doing this family well and hopes to live a better life.

Can you say that Uncle San is wrong?

Not to mention, he is for his ideals and responsibilities.

This situation seems to be unsolvable for the time being.

"Do you perform a lot?" Yu Dongqing asked again.

"Not many" Yu Hongguang shook his head: "The main thing is that some of the cultural performances held by our municipal and county governments, and the city TV station held a special show for old-collar accents, which is really like a singer's concert."

It has not been market-oriented.

It is definitely difficult to sustain by relying on government funding alone. After all, it is not as rich as southern counties and cities. It would be nice to be able to pay them some wages.

"Uncle San, don't worry. If the old tune successfully applies for national intangible cultural heritage, the country will support it vigorously. And if the reputation is famous, you can go to Xi'an, Yanjing, and the Magic City to perform. Not only will the impact be great, but your income will also increase!"

"real?"

"Yeah." Yu Dongqing nodded with certainty.

It turns out that this is true in that time and space.

The uncle and nephew talked with each other, and Yu Hongguang was in a much better mood and went home. The next morning, Yu Dongqing took his daughter to climb Mount Hua.

Climbing Huashan is divided into night climbing and day climbing. During the day, you can see the scenery along the road clearly. When you walk to every steep scenic spot, you can see it at a glance and it is relatively safe. But the biggest regret is that you cannot see the magnificent scenery of the sunrise on the Dongfeng Peak.

The process of climbing Mount Hua at night is relatively dangerous. You need to stay at the top of the mountain for one night. You can see the sunrise in Mount Hua. It is very spectacular. When you see a ray of red sun slowly emerging from a distance, the entire sky is dyed red, and your heart seems to be much wider in an instant.

When Yu Dongqing was in college, he took Liu Yimin and the others to his hometown to play for a few days, climbing Huashan at night, but this time he took his daughter, he decided to climb during the day.

Since ancient times, there is a road in Huashan, but now there is a cable car. Originally, Yu Dongqing planned to take her daughter to the cable car, but Tongtong insisted on climbing by herself.

All right

For eight hours, Yu Dongqing was standing and walking non-stop. Finally, after watching the sunset in Xifeng, he sat down on the cableway. Yu Dongqing was so tired that his waist was sore and his legs were hurt. However, Yu Tongtong was still excited and kept showing various POSS and asked her father to take photos.

well.

Like her aunt, she loves to be stinky and beautiful.

Yu Dongqing had to meet her daughter's request.

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when I climbed Mount Hua. Yu Dongqing was going to the parking lot of Yuquanyuan to pick up the car, and there were many hotels here.

Of course, Yu Dongqing didn't need to stay in a hotel. He suddenly heard singing and dancing sounds faintly from a hotel. After asking, he found out that the hotel has performances every day and heard that the business was pretty good.

Yu Dongqing suddenly thought, can’t Uncle San and the others also sing opera here?

Thanks to the fish fat in the pond, the rewards of the forest bridge. Thanks to Hai Jian, only flying in fantasy, book friend 201809194826671, rusty kitchen knife, book friend 20200721105814209, sweeping the dust, Qingcheng Four Young Master Yi Tang, book friend 20210405181121375 monthly ticket

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