godfather

It was the autumn of a certain year, and the city was golden.The pace of the years is fast, and the city always glows with a fresh and moving face, and the living people are busy and strong.

Meng Xiaobei wears a beige windbreaker, black trousers and leather shoes. He is tall and thin, and when he walks, he still looks as unkempt as he used to with his shoulders swaying occasionally.

If you look closely, the two rear buttock pockets on the back of his jeans reveal a very unique silk embroidered abstract pattern, a metal silver chain hangs around his waist, and there are jingling decorative pendants.It was his own design, his grandma embroidered the original pattern for him, and then went outside to find someone to order.

This is the building of the TV station, and the large open office room is crowded with people.The lady raised her eyes and said hello, "Xiaobei, are you here? The script has already been reviewed by the program team."

"Miss." Meng Xiaobei smiled, but couldn't find a chair, and with a nimble body, lifted her buttocks and sat on the small table next to her, the two of them discussed the program.

The eldest sister said: "Hey Xiaobei, it's agreed that you will help me make those pants! I want a pair of your design with silk embroidery on the back pocket. You must remember to make it for me. Don't take my business. Take it seriously!"

Meng Xiaobei laughed and said, "There are too many orders in Taiwan, and my grandma can't handle it!"

No matter the senior leaders or young staff members of the same age in the TV station, they are used to calling him Xiaobei Xiaobei, and the surname is naturally omitted. It may be that Meng Xiaobei is usually easy-going, friendly, talkative, and has a good relationship with everyone.A few years ago, the director of the children's department approached Meng Xiaobei to plan to shoot the show. Because of the consideration of the station's funds and publicity, it was originally a yellow.In those few years, funds were allotted to buy imported cartoons, and one after another was very popular among the viewers, but the ratings came first, which seriously squeezed the living space of domestic animation.

After two years of delay, director Qu called Meng Xiaobei again to produce a new program with real people starring, combining animals and various fairy tale props to make a Chinese version of "The Wizard of Oz".

Meng Xiaobei was wearing a one-piece performance costume, with tiger paws on his feet and a tiger head.He is a king of children, leading a few lively young actors behind him, and he and the director personally picked a few handsome children from the Blue Sky Boys Choir.

The autumn tiger in Beijing was fierce this year, and the studio was sweltering hot, and several headlights overhead staggered and shone on his face.He is the one who gets excited when he sees the lights in front of people.

Before the show started, his pager rang again.

His two gloves were in the jumpsuit, his two big tiger paws couldn't hold anything, and he was sweating profusely. He called for help: "Sister, help me look at the pager."

The director said: "Who calls you all day long, where is your wife checking the post?"

Meng Xiaobei said, "I'll do it myself."

He fiddled with the pager with the palm of a tiger, and replied, "Isn't it my daughter-in-law who checks the post?"

The big brother of the photographer laughed at him: "Boy, don't brag, do you have a wife?"

Someone called him: [I'm back from a business trip, I'm at home tonight. 】

The corners of Meng Xiaobei's mouth were slightly curved, and there was brilliance in his eyes.

Shaotang laughed at him, a great artist, he is so busy with business all day long, running around in schools, studios and TV stations, take our big brother with you, so that it is convenient to contact your business!

Meng Xiaobei said, I don’t need your big brick. Several leaders in our department still use Motorola. When everyone is in a meeting, I suddenly pull out a big mobile phone, so people hate me?

Meng Xiaobei was chattering in front of the camera, and then raised his arms to say hello: "Little tigers, let's set off with the king, and go to the zoo to patrol the mountains today!"

A few tiger cubs in one-piece suits rushed towards him, happily flocking behind him: "My lord, I'm going to patrol the mountains!!"

Immediately after the music started, "Pa", "Pa" quickly took their positions, Meng Xiaobei was in the middle, and a litter of tiger cubs lined up behind him, Bei'er was serious and funny, and stepped on the rhythm to rap. "I know I can, I know we can, become our ideal self, as long as we keep pursuing and pursuing, we will set off together when we reach the other side of our dreams!"

The buddy who took the camera suppressed a smile with his mouth flattened, and gave a thumbs up: good!

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Meng Xiaobei is not an official employee of Taili.In the golden job bowl of a public institution like a TV station, there are many capable people and people with strong backgrounds and backgrounds who break their heads to drill in. The establishment is very high, and ordinary people cannot get in.

He is an acquaintance invited by director Qu, and signed a contract with the program group to co-produce the program.

He put a lot of energy into this program, filming it while doing it, and started showing it on the channel at the same time.The book was written and performed by him, and all the props, home decorations, and sets used in the show in the show were all made by him.In the months of preparation, I stayed up all night and night, and the rooms were piled up like a warehouse in a wholesale market toy city.He designed a full set of toy paper patterns, and sewed out all kinds of little lions, dinosaurs and sheep by himself.

In a certain scene, the studio was arranged in the style of a room, and many old photos full of childishness were hung on the wall.

Meng Xiaobei's selected photos include photos of him and Meng Xiaojing in Xigou when he was a child, and fond memories of a threesome with Liangliang Dawei wearing woolen hats when they were young.The friends and family members he missed entered the camera in this way and went on TV with him.

It took a whole day to shoot, three scenes, the young actors were exhausted, the children changed three times, and a group of children fell asleep in the lounge behind the shed.Meng Xiaobei is the male lead, there is no substitute, he is so tired that he is panting like a dog, his voice is hoarse, and he is drinking fat sea.

Every time the filming of the program is finished, the director of the department and a team will go out to eat and drink with public funds to reward those who have worked hard and made meritorious deeds.

At the dinner table, Meng Xiaobei generously toasted and chatted with others.

A leader in the station asked by chance: "Xiaobei, look at the photo wall you designed in the studio. Some of them were taken in the Daxibei valley before? Have you been there?"

Meng Xiaobei nodded and said, "It was taken in a valley in Qishan, Shaanxi, where I was born."

The leader asked, "Where were you born? What did your parents do?"

"Are your parents also the first batch of old workers who participated in the third-line construction?"

"They're all the third generation, my brother and I are too, our generation, cough!"

The leader looked at Meng Xiaobei again, and his gaze was different, full of the feelings of a fellow traveler.This is also a generation that has gone through ups and downs since the Cultural Revolution. Now that they have made their mark in society, they want to support the younger generation.The leader said, "My elder brother also responded to the call of the country and went to a gun factory in Dashangou, Sichuan. He worked for more than 20 years, but his body collapsed and he never came out. He sent his son out in order to let his son go out of the mountain. Let us take it, so my nephew has been with our family, like half my own son."

"Are your parents okay now? Are they still in the ravine?" The leader was very concerned.

"All the workers from their factory came out later, and the family dormitory moved to Xi'an. My brother and I were admitted to a university in Beijing. My father died in a traffic accident two years ago." Meng Xiaobei spoke very calmly.

The leader was a little surprised, with regret on his face: "Ah, it's like this..."

Meng Xiaobei is now very peaceful and calm, telling others about his family's 20 years of experience at the dinner table, calmly, and there is no special depression and grief.There was silence during the banquet, only the crisp heart sounds from the chopsticks hitting the cups and plates.Several colleagues listened quietly, occasionally sighing, lamenting the joys and sorrows of the world and the impermanence of the world.

The leaders are all people who have seen the world, know people, drink alcohol, and nod: "Your father is worth it. You have raised two sons who are worthy of the spirit and did not embarrass your parents."

"Xiao Bei, our Taili Tourism Department is planning to make an interactive program of outdoor tourism and scenery. The location will be filmed in Shaanxi, Gansu, and Xinjiang. We need a few hardworking and active location hosts! I think you are the most suitable, you come to me! Definitely Come, I must use you!"

Meng Xiaobei said frankly that he has no experience in hosting, and he did not come from the Broadcasting Institute.However, the leader fell in love with him after only one meal, and decided that his conversation experience and temperament were suitable for this kind of program, so he must cooperate with him.

As a result, Meng Xiaobei recognized another "godfather".

Meng Xiaobei felt that his father, Jianmin, had worked hard all his life, loved to worry and chatter, and he was still like this even after he passed away, maybe he was always watching him in the sky.His father seemed to have some kind of charisma, and the influence of his father's tenacious character stretched far and wide, moistening things and silently moving many people.No matter for him or Meng Xiaojing, it seems that they have been blessing the two brothers in the dark, and everything went smoothly in the past two years after graduation.

The two brothers, even because of their father's accidental death, and the sympathy and sympathy of the seniors in the industry, have gained many extra job opportunities invisibly, which Meng Xiaobei himself had never expected.

In the last year of university, Meng Xiaobei basically stayed at home and did not step out of the school. Instead, he devoted himself frantically to taking class exams and catching up with graduation works in various subjects to enrich his time, energy and emotional world, and to offset the faint suffering in his heart.The pain of bereavement is full of stamina, because everyone has a father, no matter whether this person is present or not, he must keep that place in his heart.Every boy has a deep admiration buried in his heart, and his father's status is as important as Mount Tai, and he is an idol in life.In the final analysis, Xiaobei's awkwardness and estrangement towards his family when he was a teenager was also because he cared about his status on the other side of the mountain.

Meng Xiaobei usually doesn't see any abnormalities, he doesn't feel sad or sad.His personality is still lively and cheerful, with eyes open on the top of his forehead, and a beam of light illuminates the world that belongs to him.

The girls in the class occasionally talked behind their backs, did someone in Meng Xiaobei's family die?Meng Xiaobei has been wearing a black gauze on his arm, has he been wearing it for a year?

Whenever he thinks back in the dead of night, he can't help but want to describe his father when he was young.Therefore, since Meng Jianmin left, Meng Xiaobei began to draw more pictures of his father, which he had never done before.

When Meng Xiaobei graduated from university, the four daughters of the Meng family found a suitable opportunity to gather around the elders and slowly tell the truth about the incident.

The old man and the old lady of the Meng family finally found out the truth a year after the eldest son passed away.Knowing too late, the person is gone long ago, returning to a pile of loess, the old lady didn't even cry out loud, the light in the wrinkled eye sockets was dim, and she looked at her trusted eldest daughter: "Say, your brother, who is wiped out?" Got it?"

The old lady slowly shed a few lines of tears, and sighed: "I thought he was seriously ill again, and he was not very well, so you all kept it from it."

The old lady is just old, and her mind is still delicate, and there is always such a telepathy between relatives.Her son hadn't called for a year, and she felt it when the girls made up nonsense to fool her. In fact, she had already noticed that something happened to Jianmin.She thought her son was dying, so she was mentally prepared.

This is Grandma Meng's only son, and she has never been filial to her parents in her whole life, and she has no chance to drag and support her eldest son in her life, and stay in the world to enjoy the blessings of her children and grandchildren for a few more years.

The two old ones were still quite strong, and endured the pain of bereavement silently, only shedding a few tears occasionally in the middle of the night when no one was around.The old lady quickly transferred all her affection to her eldest grandson, and her grandson was all the fun and hope in life.Let go of those who cannot be kept, and hold on to those children who are still around!

Meng Xiaojing graduated from Chinese opera. At that time, the school recommended him to stay in Beijing, and he hoped to enter a famous drama theater in Beijing.

However, after weighing again and again and considering the situation at home, Meng Xiaojing finally decided to return to Xi'an.He put his personnel relations in the theater troupe in Xi'an, and he has been there for several years.Part of the reason is that it is convenient to take care of his mother, and the other part is that the mother-in-law has been watching him all the time. There is a beautiful wife at home, so come back soon!

After the car accident, Ma Baochun gradually recovered and recovered. There was no serious illness in his body, except for a slight disability in his arm, which was not very flexible. He could basically take care of himself.

Afterwards, Ma Baochun still lived in the family compound of their factory, did not move, and did not want to come to Beijing.

If she came to Beijing, she would be alone, and she would be a miserable widow no matter if she went back to her mother's house or lived in her husband's house.Widows are the worst offenders, and if they see her mother-in-law again after a long time, they might as well live in their own home, where they can be at ease. The factory has pensions and medical insurance, so they can live comfortably.

After Meng Xiaojing graduated, he began to take on a lot of plays. The youth of actors is limited, and the best time is in their twenties.

It is inevitable that there will be conflicts with his daughter-in-law when he accepts the scene - Nie Hui forbids him to make an intimate scene with the actress!

Acting, especially in the 90s domestic showbiz, who doesn't make love scenes?It's not a model show for the Cultural Revolution.

A large number of Qiong Yao dramas, martial arts dramas, idol dramas, and life dramas have emerged one after another, and the TV screens are becoming more and more open.Even the main theme of anti-Japanese dramas has to be accompanied by at least two women on the left and right of the hero hero. After fighting, they will have a love triangle behind the battlefield.

Nie Hui said, anyway, don't let me see you having intimate scenes on TV.

Meng Xiaojing said, I'm not a big name yet. At Chen Daoming's level, he dared to go crazy with the director and smash the script, and he changed the script on the spot.I have to act whatever the director tells me to do, I have no right to say that I don't act this or that!

Nie Hui said, then don't take this drama, you take other dramas.

Meng Xiaojing said, according to your standard, I can't accept all the romantic dramas, idol dramas, and life dramas!

Nie Hui pouted and said, then you can only accept those anti-Japanese military dramas that don’t give you female cannon fodder, can’t you!

Meng Xiaojing said that I don't look "military" enough, and I am not the rough and tough guy like Zhang Fengyi and Zhou Lijing.Daughter-in-law, if you are like this, your husband will never be popular in this life!

Nie Hui said, I didn't want you to be "popular".

Nie Hui's words set the tone for Meng Xiaojing's career.She originally disliked those things in the entertainment industry, which meant that she and Meng Xiaojing were her first love in high school, and they still kept an initial innocence in treating each other.If he later met a handsome guy from the showbiz, Nie Hui might not be able to take a fancy to him, as he felt that he was not clean.

The agent once thought about pairing Meng Xiaojing with a young local starlet of theirs, to create a slightly explosive scandal, to hype it up, and let Meng Xiaojing go from the position of an "actor" to the circle of "stars".In the end, before Nie Hui got angry, the mother-in-law intervened first. Does anyone in our local area dare to have an affair with our son-in-law?who? !

Therefore, Meng Xiaojing has been acting in obscurity for several years, so don't worry about being famous, and don't worry about not having a book.He has filmed many Republic of China dramas, anti-Japanese dramas with the main theme, and rural rural dramas with a northwest wind.

Meng Xiaojing was still unmarried at this time.According to local customs, a filial son should keep his father's filial piety for three years, and it is not suitable to get married before three years. The mother-in-law is very anxious!

After dinner at night, Meng Xiaobei stepped into the house under the moonlight and stars.

The small light in the living room was on, and someone's trench coat and scarf were draped over the back of the chair.Meng Xiaobei's heart felt hot.

The man was lying on his back on the big bed in the bedroom without taking off his clothes. He was wearing a suit, lying on his back, and fell asleep soundly!

The house was in chaos, and both of them were too busy to go home and no one to clean up the housework.Meng Xiaobei fell into the big bed, and half of his body immediately fell on Shaotang, causing Shaotang to let out a "huh" and glance at him with narrowed eyes. The tiger didn't get angry, and continued to sleep.

So, the two of them lay one on their back and the other on their stomachs, neither wanting to move lazily, and fell asleep for another hour without making a sound.

Meng Xiaobei raised one eye: "Hey, I'm on my way to the old man's seven-year itch."

Shaotang closed his eyes and meditated: "Hmph."

The room was dimly lit, Meng Xiaobei lay on his stomach, looked at Shaotang's calm profile, and asked, "How long have we been together."

"It's been almost eight years since I told you I like you when I was 16."

Meng Xiaobei asked and answered.

He made a fool of himself, raised one leg, put it on Shaotang's lap, and gently rubbed Shaotang's lower body with his thigh.I haven't done it for a long time, and after rubbing it a few times, Shaotang reacted, and got an erection under his trousers, which looked quite funny.Shaotang closed his eyes and smiled, stretched out his arms, Meng Xiaobei moved slowly, and put all his weight on Shaotang's body, his limbs pressed together, lying on his stomach like this, listening to the rhythm in his chest, echoing each other powerfully.

As soon as the bodies fit together, the feeling was wonderful, the skin on the neck and chest quickly fused together, and the atrium gently scratched and rubbed against each other, making them inseparable.

The two cuddled on the bed for a while.Shaotang stroked his son's back, and told Xiaobei about the big projects in the company in recent years.In the past two years, due to the Olympic bid, a large number of facilities and venues were invested in a short period of time. Originally, high hopes were placed on it. As a result, China, as the favorite of the Olympic bid, unfortunately failed. The top was extremely disappointed, and the bottom was unconvinced and unwilling.Recently, they started to investigate the corruption cases in the city again, and the weather might change.

Meng Xiaobei didn't know much about these secrets: "Have you found the deputy? How much have you been greedy for?"

Shaotang said: "Actually, it's not that greedy. He offended someone, so he's going to be punished. Besides, his son has financial problems, and he and Li's son did futures fundraising together, and the two bastards ran away with the money."

The two moved to a new home.It turned out that the house had been lived for a long time and Shaotang felt that the house was too small for him to use. He planned to change it to a bigger one, set aside a training room for himself, hung sandbags, and practiced punching and kicking sandbags every day.

Meng Xiaobei said: "Why are you working out so hard? No, you look handsome whether you practice or not."

Shaotang said with a straight face: "The muscles are loose."

Meng Xiaobei laughed meaningfully twice, but was brutally raped by someone that night.

When people reach middle age, they feel more or less a sense of crisis. Meng Xiaobei believes that this is Shaotang's "middle-age crisis". After passing the 36th year of life in a certain year, he began to toss.

Shaotang added some money to replace the original two-bedroom apartment with a three-bedroom apartment.One of his study and training rooms was empty, and the other was quickly transformed into Meng Xiaobei's studio and toy factory warehouse!

Originally, a bathtub was intended to be installed in the toilet, but the space was not large enough, so it could barely accommodate a tiled bathroom.

The two stood under the shower and took a shower.Shaotang rubbed Xiaobei's back and squeezed his son's firm buttocks.Then Shaotang sat on the seat in the bathroom, Meng Xiaobei supported Shaotang's chin, and shaved his little dad seriously with a small razor.

The chin scraped by the scraper is smooth and beautiful.

Meng Xiaobei gesticulated under Shaotang with a knife: "Scrape all?"

Shaotang smiled confidently: "It's not scratched there, someone likes it."

Meng Xiaobei has his own studio, often stays up late, wears a black plastic apron, and has his half-length hair tied into a ponytail.

There are paintings on all sides of the room, Meng Xiaobei stepped back, three meters away from the easel, frowning slightly, with a concentrated expression, smoking in his fingers, the room was filled with smoke.

Shaotang got up in the middle of the night, came in naked wearing shorts, suddenly strangled his son's waist from behind, and hugged him in his arms.

Shaotang said: "Don't stay up late like this in the future, smoking too much is bad for your health."

Xiao Bei said, "I'm used to it, it's an occupational disease."

Shaotang said solemnly: "If you keep doing this, your body will definitely collapse by the age of 50, and you will lose your lungs!"

Meng Xiaobei's expression was focused on the canvas all the time, and the luster in his eyes did not fluctuate: "50 years old is just right. When I was 50 years old, you were 64. We will grow old together slowly! That sentence is exactly what it is, don't ask for it. Born in the same year and the same month...I think it's pretty good."

Meng Xiaobei said with a smile, very calm.

Shaotang was taken aback for a moment: "...Bastard talk!...Don't you do this in the future?!"

Because of Meng Xiaobei's inexplicable words, Shaotang stared up at the ceiling for luck for the rest of the night, suppressed his anger, didn't fall asleep, and kicked Meng Xiaobei out of bed in the middle of the night!

Meng Xiaobei crawled back under the quilt and put his arms around Shaotang's waist: "I won't say anything about the big baby, I won't say anything."

Shaotang didn't look at him: "Get lost."

Now that Meng Xiaobei has grown up, it is rare for him to act coquettishly, and his voice suddenly became hoarse: "I cherish you. I only have one father left, and I will never separate from you."