You made me a superstar

Chapter 433 Your Grandpa
Amidst bursts of laughter and inquiries, Zhou Yang greeted each of them one by one.

The masters in the Huaxia music circle have no airs, and Zhou Yang feels like the uncle next door, so kind that Zhou Yang is not used to it.

Zhou Yang was very respectful to them. They helped Zhou Yang a lot during the performance of "My Motherland". Zhou Yang also learned a lot about music from them, although he was still far away from entering the classroom. They are far away, but they can also understand some profound music theory content. In a sense, each of these people is Zhou Yang's teacher.

But the more this happened, the more Zhou Yang felt ashamed. Faced with those "completions", what "new works", "inspiration sharing" and other questions, as well as those pairs of amazed eyes, Zhou Yang felt ashamed in his heart. Music, even filling in those blank notes according to his own memory, requires a lot of energy and painstaking research. Recently, Zhou Yang has been busy with some messy things, and more than half of the content of music has been abandoned. Moreover, his so-called " "Original" itself belongs to memory, and there is really nothing to be complacent about.

"Xiao Zhou is here!"

"Come here, what are you doing here?"

"Come in, come in, the old man has been talking about it for a long time..."

"Ah, hello uncle and aunt."

"Okay, okay, okay! Go in and have a look at the old man, there are surprises..."

"oh oh."

The courtyard was filled with bursts of laughter and lively sounds.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a grand day for Mr. An Jianwu, and many people from related departments have come to visit.

Zhou Yang thought that his arrival would be very low-key, but he didn't expect to meet An Xiao's parents after chatting with these music masters.Especially An Xiao's mother, when she looked at Zhou Yang, she almost closed her eyes with a smile and nodded repeatedly.

During the performance of "My Motherland", Zhou Yang had a brief chat with An Xiao's mother, Han Xiuqin...

Han Xiuqin was an amazing strong woman in her early years. She ran a computer company in the 80s. Later, after marrying An Xiao’s father, An Jianqi, she quit the company’s management and became a full-time housewife, taking care of their siblings. That computer company did not go bankrupt because of Han Xiuqin's departure. Instead, it went public at the beginning of the millennium. Its brand of computer "Pentium" is the leading computer brand in China, and it is one of the few domestic computer brands that can compete with imported computers. one……

An Xiao's father, An Jianqi, is quite mysterious. He only knows that he is a member of the education system, but Zhou Yang doesn't really know what position he holds.

When An Jianqi saw Zhou Yang, he just nodded slightly without smiling.

He doesn't talk much on weekdays, and he belongs to the kind of taciturn person.

After Han Xiuqin said the word "surprise" mysteriously, Zhou Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously scratched his head with a puzzled look on his face.

Then, carrying a big bag of things, he walked into the courtyard gate.

Along the way, Zhou Yang met many people, some from the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Academy, some from the Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and some from the military...

Many people who know Zhou Yang or don't know Zhou Yang will say hello to Zhou Yang.

"Zhou Yang, are you here?"

"Xiao Zhou……"

"Grandma Zhang..."

When he was about to enter the door, Zhou Yang saw Grandma Zhang Xia walking out with the help of a young woman.

Grandma Zhang Xia looked at Zhou Yang kindly, and nodded to Zhou Yang: "Go in quickly, um, in the future, come to our house for a while when you have time..."

Zhou Yang looked at Grandma Zhang Xia's smile, thought it was just a polite remark, and agreed with a few words with a smile. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw Zhang Xia patted Zhou Yang's shoulder again, her cheeks trembling slightly, Then he laughed again: "These years... you have worked hard..."

"???"

Zhou Yang was at a loss.

..............................

The outside of the courtyard is very lively, full of various festivities and joys.

But inside the courtyard, there was a sense of silence.

When Zhou Yang came in, An Xiao walked over immediately, took the gift from Zhou Yang, and signaled Zhou Yang to enter the back room.

An Xiao's expression was very serious, and Zhou Yang's unsmiling feeling raised his emotions inexplicably. When he walked into the courtyard hall, he saw An Zhibin sitting on a chair and staring out the window in a daze. During Zhou Yang's time, An Zhibin stood up.

"Brother Zhibin..."

"Ah."

An Zhibin nodded to Zhou Yang very rarely, with complicated emotions on his face, as if he hesitated to speak.

Knowing An Zhibin so far, Zhou Yang has never seen An Zhibin show such an expression, and the uneasiness in his heart began to grow stronger, and after remembering the strange expression on Zhang Xia's grandma when she left, the uneasiness gradually returned. turned into tension.

He followed An Xiao from the living room to the side of the study, and before he entered, he saw that the study was filled with smoke.

After pushing open the door, I saw An Jianwu and several strange soldiers.

An Xiao frowned.

But after all, he didn't say anything, and just walked in with Zhou Yang.

In the study room, the smell of smoke is very choking, it is the kind of homemade soil smoke.

"Grandpa An, Grandpa Yang, um... Teacher Song?"

An Jianwu and the one-armed old man Yang were both there. After Zhou Yang greeted the two old people respectfully, he felt a gaze staring at him.

It was an old man with gray hair, half of his face full of scars, almost ferocious, and one eye was obviously a prosthetic eye.

The person who helped the old man was Zhou Yang's acquaintance Song Yiyi.

The old man looked at himself, the other good eye was slightly cloudy, as if touched by something, he took another puff of cigarette tremblingly, and then nodded repeatedly: "It's a bit like... a bit like... the outline is indeed a bit picture……"

Song Yiyi looked at Zhou Yang and nodded, but the expression on his face was extremely serious. The moment his eyes met Zhou Yang, it seemed that there were thousands of words about to be blurted out, but in the end there was silence.

Zhou Yang looked at the old man blankly.

"Xiao Zhou, this is Master Song... Before, your grandfather was a soldier under him..."

"Ah, hello, Mr. Song."

Grandpa, a person Zhou Yang never thought of, appeared in An Jianwu's mouth, and then handed Zhou Yang a photo.

Zhou Yang took a black and white photo that was so blurry with cracks, and told Zhou Yang with a shallow consciousness that this should be his grandfather, but looking at the person in the group photo, he felt very strange.

After all, he is a time traveler, and he has very little impression of his grandfather Zhou Chonghua. When he was very young, his grandfather had passed away. Other than that, Zhou Yang only knew that his family members kept taboo, and his relatives and friends all avoided him. my home.

Grandfather Zhou Chonghua is very disrespectful. Father said that grandfather used to be very successful in military affairs, but later seemed to be full of words such as "deserter", "husband", "shameless" and "coward". Without a heads up, everyone deliberately avoided talking about that period of time, as if they were afraid of embarrassment.

"How much do you know about your grandfather?"

An Jianwu was smoking a cigarette, watching Mr. Song tremblingly holding the photo and looking at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang didn't know how to answer for a while. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the desk next to him, on which was a thick stack of documents, each of which seemed to be quite old.

"I don't know much, but my grandfather's status is not very respectable..." Zhou Yang replied honestly.

"nonsense!"

"???"

Right after Zhou Yang finished speaking, the old man stood up suddenly, patted the table violently, then trembled all over his body excitedly, and coughed continuously, which startled Zhou Yang, for fear that the old man would be agitated. , and then draw it on the spot.

Song Yiyi quickly patted the old man's back, and after calming down, the old man regained his composure. After a long time, the old man sighed quietly and looked out of the window.

"In those years, he complained and looked for the department everywhere, but in that chaotic era, the system itself was not complete, and the information was lost every day, and people died every day. The things he complained never came to us. Later, in order to avoid misfortune, I buried my name in a small place. If you hadn't appeared, and many people happened to be checking your family background, I am afraid that many things and sorrows would be buried deep in the loess..."

"This is my negligence, my negligence!"

"..."

Letters that were yellowed and torn to the point that the handwriting appeared in Zhou Yang's hands.

Zhou Yang vaguely saw that the signature of the letter was Zhou Desheng...

Looking at the contents of the letter, Zhou Yang seemed to see a dusty past.

The old man's face was full of self-blame, and the depths of his eyes were filled with bursts of regret.

"Zhou Yang, your grandfather's original name was not Zhou Chonghua, but actually Zhou Desheng..."

"His troops were broken up, broken up and reorganized, and broken up again..."

"All the things that prove him have been lost..."

"We found some letters, and through the contents of the letters, we learned that he had been complaining all those years, hoping to defend himself, but because that period was very special, during times of war, many people mixed with the crowd trying to fish in troubled waters and become heroes. In the end, he Some of the letters from these people were mixed together by the complaints of these people, and they could only live with some shameful marks. Later, grandpa also searched for them, but the reply was that they were dead, because that time was very special, wars, many It's good enough for the soldiers to see the complete corpse, so Grandpa didn't investigate any further..."

"If I hadn't checked your information in detail later, I'm afraid no one would have known that your grandfather was hiding in that small village..."

"..."

Song Yiyi talked to Zhou Yang about her grandfather.

Zhou Yang listened, and inexplicably began to feel some inexplicable sadness. After the sadness passed, he felt a trace of terror again.

He looked at the stack of documents on the table, there were troop documents, some photos, letters...

There are even detailed information that Zhou Yang has never seen before, including his parents, the place where he was vaccinated, and even some things that he did when he was a child.

Things from decades ago, I didn't expect to be found out, and the search was done in such detail.

【Your grandfather should be a hero, maybe he was misunderstood! 】

Zhou Yang suddenly remembered the expression on Grandma Zhang Xia's expression when she suddenly said this sentence when he first met Grandma Zhang Xia.

Did it start from that time...

Have you already started to look up some information about your grandfather?

Or earlier?

(End of this chapter)