Tie up to the social fear movie emperor

Fan Xiaoyu wandered around in his old house all morning.

Touching this and touching that, everything is very familiar and very fresh. He even watched several episodes of "Legend of the New White Snake" which is currently on the air with great interest.

During the period, his father was going to help his mother prepare lunch, but Fan's mother thought he was in the way, so she drove him out to accompany her son.

It was a sunny weekend, and the early spring air smelled of languorous laziness.

Fan Xiaoyu stood on the balcony, looking at the familiar scene outside the window, the big sycamore trees several stories high, and the children running around in the yard downstairs... His eyes were moist, he really came back, this is not a dream , this is his home.

Fan Liaozhen came from behind and put a hand on his shoulder:

"Son, do you smoke?"

"dad--"

"Hush——" Fan Liaozhen looked behind him guiltily, and whispered, "I know your mother won't let me smoke. I quit a long time ago. Isn't it necessary for work, so I always have..."

He secretly showed half a cigarette case from his pocket, and Fan Xiaoyu hurriedly asked him to hide it:

"Dad, I don't smoke. One of my jobs is singing. I have to protect my throat."

"Singing?" Fan Liaozhen said in surprise, "So are you going to be a singer in the future? The kind that can go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Fan Xiaoyu noticed that his parents used "future tense" when talking about him.This feeling is quite strange. It is clear that the future son is standing in front of them, but subconsciously they still think that everything this son has experienced has never happened to them.

"I'm not eligible for the Spring Festival Gala yet," Fan Xiaoyu winked at him and said, "But I'm going to hold a concert tour soon, and tens of thousands of people will come to see each show~"

"Wow!" Fan Liaozhen's eyes widened in surprise, "So you, have you become a big star? Like Fei Xiang? Let me tell you, when your mother saw Fei Xiang appearing on TV, she went crazy. Don't look at me anymore, it's really..."

Fan Xiaoyu couldn't stop laughing, of course he knew who his mother's "idol" was, and after a few years he would buy Fei Xiang's poster as a gift for her, making his father so angry...

"Well, my profession is not a celebrity, but a singer and an actor. I can not only sing, but also act. I have filmed many TV series, and many people like me..."

Fan Liaozhen's expression was extremely shocked but he did not forget to be delighted: "So amazing! Not bad... But my son looks, indeed, handsomer than me, and he looks like a big star... Hey, let me tell you Your mother also has an actor she likes very much, just the one who plays Zhuge Liang, what's his name—"

"Dad, I'm your son, of course I know," Fan Xiaoyu said with a smile, "You're not less jealous because of Mr. Tang Guoqiang, right? Oh, I knew that when I met him two years ago, I asked him for an autographed photo. I didn't expect— —”

Fan Xiaoyu suddenly stopped talking.He can't say that he didn't expect to see his mother one day, in case his father asked him why he didn't give his mother an autographed photo on his side——

Unexpectedly, the big-hearted Fan Dad didn't seem to notice this bug, and patted him on the back with a hearty smile:

"Hahahaha it's okay, you don't know if you can come here ~ and you are also a big star now? Tell your mother later, she will be very happy, hahahahaha..."

Fan Xiaoyu swallowed the bitterness in her heart.Seeing his father so happy, he also temporarily put away all his sadness - no matter what, now they are truly standing in front of him.Whether it's a dream or a phantom, seeing them again is the most elusive thing in his life...

"But you're not kind," Fan Liaozhen said in a low voice, rubbing his shoulders, "Why did you tell your mother where my private money is hidden? Without this money, how can I secretly buy candy for you in the future? "

"Dad," Fan Xiaoyu also hooked back, and said in a very "good-bye" tone, "Don't hide in the insole. When I was eight or nine years old, you once drank with some uncles, and after drinking, you ran around and lost it." A shoe, with all your dozens of dollars of private money in it, made you so depressed at that time..."

"Really? Then where should I hide?"

"Let me teach you, don't you have a dark blue military jacket? The one you wear every winter?"

"Yes, yes, it was just put back in the cabinet this year."

"That jacket is only worn as a coat at home, and it is washed once a year. You just hide the money in the interlayer of the collar, and then just pay attention to taking the money out when Mom prepares to wash winter clothes every spring. For the rest of the time, you can hide it in peace for a whole year~”

"It's yours!" Fan Liaozhen patted him, "We will have two drinks at noon~"

"Hey, you're welcome, Dad, buy me more delicious food from now on—"

"What are you two furtively talking about?"

Lan Qin's voice appeared from behind, startling the father and son.

"Ah, mom..."

"Ah, mom... ah bah, wife..."

Lan Qin glanced at the two worriedly. As expected of father and son, they even had the same guilty expression...

"It's time to eat, come over and serve the food."

"Good wife!"

"Okay mom!"

"..."

The family of three had a happy lunch.

Although the big boy in front of him was about the same age as the young parents, he called each other "Mom and Dad" intimately, and the two were a little embarrassed to be called, so they had to enthusiastically serve him food.

And things like blood relationship can't fool people.No matter how unbelievable it was at the beginning, after getting along for a period of time, Fan's parents and Fan's mother gradually felt that this kid exuded the intimacy they are very familiar with from the inside out, and people couldn't help but care about it, and couldn't help but want to feel sorry for him he.

Lan Qin was also very pleasantly surprised when she heard about Fan Xiaoyu's identity when she grew up:

"Really? Wouldn't that make a lot of money?"

"I'm talking about Qinqin," Fan Liaozhen "educated" her solemnly, "One's life can't just be for making money—"

"Go and buy that dish," Lan Qin said with a displeased expression, "You don't know how expensive food is if you are not in charge of the family, and you keep saying that I don't want money..."

"No, no, I didn't mean that..."

"Humph……"

Fan Xiaoyu picked up the rice with a smile on the corner of his mouth.He just wants to hear his parents bickering. This is the thing he misses the most after leaving his parents, and it is also the fragment of life that he can't let go of in his childhood memories, filled with the word "happiness"...

Thinking about it, his eye sockets became moist again.Why, his parents, such good people, can't live to be 100 years old...

"...Then Xiaoyu, what happened to your father after that? He said every day that he wanted to make a lot of money for the family, did he make money?——Xiaoyu? What happened to you?"

Fan Xiaoyu quickly raised his face, his eyes were a little red, but he forced himself to smile and said, "No, nothing, I haven't eaten home food for a long time, I'm not used to it, it's spicy, it's so spicy..."

"Oh, I told you not to eat too spicy." Lan Qin hurriedly stood up and poured water for him, "Since I gave birth to you, my family doesn't cook chili dishes, maybe I put too much chili just now—"

"No, no," Fan Xiaoyu said with a smile on his face, "It's the taste I remember, haha, I haven't tasted it for many years, I'm a little excited... This is the taste I like..."

He couldn't speak any more, holding back his tears and lowering his head to pick up the rice.Lan Qin still had some doubts about how a well-behaved child suddenly became like this, Fan Liaozhen quickly asked her to sit down:

"Okay, the child will definitely go to work in a big city when he grows up, and he must not be at home often... right Xiaoyu? And the child is a big star, so he must be in places like Beijing and Shanghai—how, over there The food here is not as delicious as at home, right?"

"Well," Fan Xiaoyu nodded, "I lived in Beijing after that...the food there is not delicious at all, not as good as my mother's."

"Just look at me and say—"

"That--"

"Okay Qinqin," Fan Liaozhen stopped her again, "don't ask the child about our future, what's the point of a life spoiled in advance? I don't want to listen anyway, don't tell me if I made a lot of money , If you know it, you will lose your motivation..."

Lan Qin wanted to say something, but seeing Fan Xiaoyu's appearance, she swallowed it back.Fan Xiaoyu put away the emotions that were almost flooding, sniffed, raised her head and smiled at them.Then he stretched out his tongue skillfully to breathe out, looking like he was really hot.

"...It's so delicious, Mom, I love radish skin bibimbap."

"Eat more meat," Lan Qin brought him vegetables, "Eating radish skins is not nutritious, eat some meat..."

Fan Xiaoyu ate with a happy face, and Fan Liaozhen came over curiously like a baby:

"But boy, although I don't want to be spoiled, I still want to know how your future is going... Don't worry, we will definitely not tell my little one, how strict we are with you or how strict we will be with you, we will definitely To train you to be useful to society!"

"Pfft," Fan Xiaoyu chuckled, "We didn't pay attention to whether it was useful to society at that time, at least I think I, well, apart from bringing some joy and encouragement to everyone, it seems to be of no use... ..."

"Then how did you become a big star? You tell us first, and we will train you in that direction."

"I don't need anything... Oh yes, I started learning the piano when I was four years old, and then I started playing the guitar when I was about to enter junior high school. I remember that I would promise to buy a guitar for me. I remember begging my mother for a long time before giving it to me when I was young. purchase--"

"Is that so?" Fan Liaozhen looked at his wife, "How can this be? This is what my son will be able to eat in the future!"

"Can you still eat after learning the guitar?" Lan Qin gave him a blank look, "What can you do after learning it? Do you come to sing love songs under my window like you? I didn't see how much money you made with the guitar..."

"I don't have this opportunity," Fan Liaozhen said with a smile, "If I were in a big city, I might be able to release an album like Tang Dynasty and the others—"

"Don't think about it, just eat your meal."

"Hey, I can't even think about it..."

"However, you can consider playing the piano," Lan Qin said thoughtfully, "A few days ago, I heard from Teacher Xu that her son started to learn piano when he was three years old. Why don't we contact the piano teacher as soon as possible, and don't wait until he is four years old. Yes, send Xiaoyu there when she is three years old?"

"Hey, it's not impossible..."

"Then how about this afternoon, Xiaoyu, you accompany us to pick a piano for you, uh, for you when you were a child? How old were you when you learned it? You must have passed the tenth level of the exam? You can only go if you play professionally." Are you a singer?"

Fan Xiaoyu faltered for a long time, he didn't want to tell his mother that he would have no chance to touch the piano after passing the ninth grade exam, and only after signing the company did he have the chance to pick up the piano again...

"That...you just leave me alone!" Fan Xiaoyu said, "Since I was allowed to learn a year earlier, I will definitely be able to learn better! We will go buy a piano in the afternoon, mom, you must watch me practice piano in the future Ah, don't let me be lazy—"

"Don't worry," Lan Qin said confidently, "I will not soften my heart. Since my son is so promising, it must be necessary to be strict with him since he was a child, right?"

"Yes, my mother is the strictest to me, um..."

Only then did he realize how he seemed to be cheating himself...

It turns out that those nightmarish piano practice memories when I was a child are all thanks to myself...

Oleo...

In the afternoon, Fan Xiaoyu went out for a walk with her parents.Although he couldn't remember what his old parents looked like when he was two years old, it was basically the same as after he remembered.

At that time, the main city was not big, and there was only a small piano store selling pianos.Pianos were not readily available and had to be reserved, and the price of 1 yuan was not a small amount for an ordinary family at that time. Lan Qin held her hands in confusion, as if she was a little undecided.

"Then don't buy it now," Fan Xiaoyu sat down in front of the only piano in the store, "I'll buy it in two years. Anyway, I have to start learning after two years. Maybe the price will come down by then."

"Can the price be lowered?"

"Well, even if the price doesn't drop, the family conditions will be much better in two years' time."

"So we will still get richer and richer?"

"Hahaha, I really didn't know if my family had money when I was young. I only know that everyone's life is getting better and better. At least at my time, buying a piano was not a difficult task for ordinary families~ "

"And this kind of thing..."

"Yeah, if you guys went to buy a house sooner—"

Uh, it doesn't seem to be of much use... Fan Xiaoyu just remembered that they will be gone in ten years, and it seems that buying a house is useless...

He suddenly felt a little depressed.He bowed his head and played a piece of Chopin's "Waltz in B Minor".

This is the repertoire he practiced when he took the ninth grade exam. After so many years, he still likes this repertoire very much.Elegant with calmness, brisk with a little sadness... His fingers flew up and down with ease, and the owner of the piano shop was attracted to him for a while, and a head poked out from behind the door of the inner room—that is A man with half-length curly hair in a mess, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, looked at him deeply.

"The young man plays the piano very well," the man said hoarsely after the song was over, "Where did you learn the piano?"

Fan Xiaoyu was startled by the voice.He stared at the slumped long-haired man with horror on his face:

"Um, I, I—"

Isn't this his worst childhood nightmare - the piano teacher, Lu Ming? !

Even after many years, that fear was still deeply rooted in his consciousness, Fan Xiaoyu pulled his parents up and wanted to leave.

"Well, Mom and Dad, I won't buy a piano today, let's talk about it in two years... Well, let's go, goodbye boss! Goodbye, Teacher Lu!"

Fan Xiaoyu took the two of them to the door and fled.Lu Ming picked his ears from behind and asked the boss, "Did you tell him my last name?"

"No, would I have known you?"

"I don't think he looks familiar, but the style of music sounds familiar..."

It seems that he taught himself...

Breathing the fresh air outside again, Fan Xiaoyu let out a long breath.He explained to his parents that it was his future piano teacher, so he was instinctively a little scared.The two cheerful parents wanted to go back to say hello to the teacher, but Fan Xiaoyu held them back and said that no one would believe such a time travel, and it is better to have one thing more than one thing less, and don't tell people to scare people...

"That's right," Lan Qin nodded and said, "Except for us recognizing our own son, no one else would believe it... But my brother is going to come to our house for dinner tonight, what should we do? Should we tell him about it?"

"Brother?" Fan Xiaoyu said sharply, "Which brother? Whose brother?"

"Your second uncle," Lan Qin said, "don't you remember? He came to our house a few days ago and hugged you..."

Fan Xiaoyu's eyes flickered.It's not that he doesn't remember, he knows that there are no brothers and sisters on his mother's side, only on his father's side, and there is only one brother——

But his second uncle, he remembered, died before he was born.

The author has something to say: Author: Xiaoyu's kindness and strength are inherited from her mother, and her optimism and brains are inherited from her father, so maybe her father has already seen something...

Zhou Yang: From a genetic point of view, the son’s IQ must be inherited from his mother, because only the X chromosome has the gene that controls IQ——

Author: No one told you to talk, shut up.

Zhou Yang: ...

Zhou Yang: So what do you set me up to be a top student for?

Author: To contrast with that scumbag Xiao Yu~

Xiao Yu:?