Music Department Games

Chapter 58 058: The last time of Zhang Xingguo's memory
Entering the memory, Shen Nian did not come to the grassland this time.

This is a factory?

Rust is everywhere on the dark walls. Workers walk by wearing clothes wrapped in black oil. There are lights flashing everywhere in this factory. If you look closely, it turns out that someone is welding something.

Everyone's face was covered with black oil, and Shen Nian couldn't tell who Zhang Xingguo was.

Fortunately, someone called Zhang Xingguo's name, Shen Nian followed the voice and saw Zhang Xingguo at a glance.

He wore a red helmet, and his face no longer had the kind of wounds cracked by the wind on the grassland.

With Shen Nian's insignificant modern knowledge, he can know that this is a return to the city after going to the mountains and the countryside. Looking at Zhang Xingguo's face, he is almost 30 years old now.

Can't believe it's been so many years.

"Go back quickly, go back quickly, there is a letter from your family that your wife has fallen down."

The man named Zhang Xingguo just walked over and said to him in a hurry.

"What? Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Xingguo hurriedly took off his helmet and asked, "Did they say anything?"

The person who notified said breathlessly: "They didn't elaborate, so let me bring a message."

Zhang Xingguo handed the helmet in his hand to the man's arms, and then said to him: "Please ask for leave for me, saying something happened to my family."

"What time is it, it's okay, family matters are important."

Zhang Xingguo just hurriedly ran outside the factory.

Shen Nian was also puzzled, last time Zhang Xingguo gave birth to the sprout of love, now he got married?
And I fell so scared, didn't I just fall?

With doubts, Shen Nian followed Zhang Xingguo out of the factory, and rode on an old bicycle.

On the street, Zhang Xingguo met two old people.

"Mom and Dad, where are you going? How is my wife?"

Zhang Xingguo's parents were stooped, their faces were full of wrinkles, and they held a bamboo basket in their hands, with red-dyed eggs wrapped in white cloth.

"Xiuying was sent to the hospital. It is said that she was born prematurely."

The two elders said to their son Zhang Xingguo: "We hurriedly boiled eggs and found someone to deliver a letter to you before rushing to the hospital."

Zhang Xingguo turned the front of the car and said to the two elders: "Mom and Dad, don't worry, you come at the back first, I'll check the situation."

"well."

Zhang Xingguo kicked his feet and ran towards the hospital.

Shen Nian finally understood, no wonder she became so anxious when she fell down, it turned out that her baby was about to be born.

The wrestler was Ding Xiuying. Unexpectedly, Ding Xiuying successfully became Zhang Xingguo's lover after returning to the city, and she was pregnant and about to give birth.

As the scene switched, Zhang Xingguo came to the hospital. Ding Xiuying was shouting in the delivery room, but Zhang Xingguo was stopped outside.

An hour later, Ding Xiuying's cries of pain were drowned out by the cry of a child, and the nurse came out and told Zhang Xingguo's family that a boy had been born.

"Nurse, how is my love?"

Zhang Xingguo asked.

"It's fine for now." After the nurse finished speaking, she continued into the delivery room.

The family breathed a sigh of relief and fell into joy.

Before they could finish their joy, the nurse ran out anxiously again and announced, "It's not good, the mother is bleeding after parturition."

Zhang Xingguo's family suddenly froze their smiles and turned pale.

The family was about to rush in, but was stopped by the nurse and said that we would take care of it.

The shouts in the delivery room sounded again, causing Zhang Xingguo's family to sit or stand, and could only worry outside.

Half an hour later, the nurse came out again. This time her hands were covered in blood, and her clothes were also stained with blood.

"How's it going? How's my lover?"

Zhang Xingguo asked directly without waiting for the nurse to speak.

"The bleeding has stopped, but the mother is now in shock and will be hospitalized for observation, but the situation is not good."

When Zhang Xingguo heard the nurse say this, he didn't listen to the rest of the words, his eyes were full of despair and fear.

His whole body felt weak, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Why did you fall, why did you give birth prematurely, and why did you bleed profusely?

Zhang Xingguo gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his face.

After Ding Xiuying was pushed out, Shen Nian saw Ding Xiuying's pale face, although it was not a dead person, it was no different from a dead person.

He held the child in his arms, looked at the chubby child, and forcefully squeezed out a smile from his face.

The picture turned again, and Zhang Xingguo came to the hospital with a black cloth box and a cuboid lunch box in his hand.

He wiped a handful of tears outside the ward, then wiped them off and made sure there was no problem before entering the ward.

Ding Xiuying was lying on the bed, and various instruments were placed beside her bed.

She put the child aside and kept patting the child's chest lightly.

When Zhang Xingguo walked into the ward, Ding Xiuying slowly turned her head, her face was still pale, her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had cried.

"You came?"

Ding Xiuying said to Zhang Xingguo in a mosquito-like voice, "Isn't it true that I can't eat? Why did you bring me food?"

"Take a bite."

Zhang Xingguo sat by the bed, patted the box on his chest, "See what I brought you?"

Ding Xiuying forced a stiff smile on her face, and said, "I'm about to die, I still have the strength to pull that thing."

Tears welled up in Zhang Xingguo's eyes after hearing this, and when he blinked, tears welled up from his sockets.

"It's okay, everyone is going to die. After I die, I only have one request, which is to bring up the child. You... you just forget that I will marry another one?"

Ding Xiuying said weakly.

Zhang Xingguo wiped away the tears from his face. He felt that Ding Xiuying would not like to hear the last words now.

He took out the accordion from the box and said, "Come on, try to play it, I want to hear you play it."

He did not add the word "last" to his words.

Ding Xiuying was always smiling, looked at and said: "I also want to play you another song at the end, but I'm afraid I can't do it. You have been listening to it for seven or eight years, and you still haven't gotten tired of it?"

"I can't get tired of listening."

Zhang Xingguo began to sob, "I won't get tired of listening to it for another 100 years."

"I can't pull it, let me teach you to pull it."

Ding Xiuying said, "I don't think it will last long, and the child was born just yesterday, so I will teach you a simple one, just teach "Happy Birthday Song".

"Then let me do it, you have to teach it well." Zhang Xingguo forced a smile and said.

Ding Xiuying also smiled, and said in a weak voice: "Hold the accordion to your chest first, yes, that's it."

Zhang Xingguo often saw Ding Xiuying playing the piano, so he naturally knew what to do when holding the piano.

"Then press that sound, that's right, that sound, press twice, then move forward one note, press once, and press the first note again."

She knew that Zhang Xingguo had no musical background, so she could only point to the keys and ask Zhang Xingguo to press them one by one.

Zhang Xingguo learned the music one by one, with tears constantly falling from his eyes and dripping on the bellows.

The tune is very short and very simple. Zhang Xingguo pressed it for a few minutes and finished it all, and he almost memorized it.

"Could you listen to me?"

Ding Xiuying said.

"it is good."

Zhang Xingguo pressed those keys and played out the whole piece intermittently.

Ding Xiuying looked at the children beside her, then at the man beside the bed, and smiled happily.

"Hey, I've been teaching for so long, and I'm tired. Can you accompany me to sleep with the sound of the accordion?"

Ding Xiuying sighed, and her voice became weaker and weaker.

Zhang Xingguo responded and began to play the tune he had just learned.

This was originally a cheerful piece, but he pulled it out of the feeling of sadness.

Ding Xiuying closed her eyes, kept patting the baby beside her with her palms, and her movements slowed down. A teardrop from the corner of her eye rolled down her cheek and onto the pillow, and she fell asleep peacefully with the sound of the piano.

When Shen Nian woke up, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist.

The memory of Zhang Xingguo given by the game is in the final analysis the memory of Zhang Xingguo and his accordion memory wife. These fragments constitute half of his life intertwined with music.

Thinking of Zhang Xingguo's dilapidated accordion, and thinking that he only came to learn the accordion at this age, he would never touch this accordion again for the rest of his life.

Shen Nian also understood a truth from the last memory, that is, no matter how exaggerated the music skills are, they are not as touching as the music played with sincere emotions.

Even if Zhang Xingguo pulled intermittently in the end, Ying He was also tearful in such a scene.

Shen Nian was thinking about this, and suddenly a voice came to mind:
[Ding ~ Congratulations to the player for improving his skills]

[Accordion: Master-level playing ability]

(End of this chapter)