Chapter 92 Village Party 2 Eight o'clock in the morning on New Year's Day. Xu Kun knocked on Mr. Ge’s door on time. Soon the peephole went dark, and then the security door was opened with a click. Before Xu Kun could say hello, the old man came out and closed the door. Xu Kun, who was holding a gift, was stunned and had no idea what the old man was doing. "Go, go!" Old man Ge Cunzhuang raised his hand and walked down the stairs step by step. His spirit and energy were no less than that of young people. "Hey, please slow down!" Xu Kun hurried over with the gifts, ready to help the old man at any time. After all, the old man was born in 29, so he was 75 in lunar age, and 73 in actual age... Well, it’s better not to mention this number. Mr. Ge didn't slow down until he walked out of the community gate.
"Old man." Xu Kun raised the gift in his hand and said speechlessly: "Even if you want to take me to visit, you should let me put the things down, right?" He had guessed by now that the old man was probably afraid that more guests would come to pay New Year's greetings and he would not be able to get away for a while, so he hurriedly pulled him out. The old man reached out and fiddled with it for a while, then smiled and said, "It's okay. These gifts are just right for giving gifts to Buddha." Then, he asked naturally, "Where's your car?" "what?" "How did you come?" "Take the bus." "..." Now it was Mr. Ge's turn to be speechless: "Don't you young people all like to buy cars?" "Look at what you said, I have to be able to afford it." Xu Kun spread his hands and just let it go. The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally the old man made a phone call and borrowed a sixth-generation Accord from the Beijing Film Academy community, and the two were able to set off smoothly. While driving, Xu Kun curiously asked, "Grandpa, where are we going?" "Go to Brother Lan's house." After Ge Cunzhuang finished speaking, he was still a little puzzled: "Didn't Xiao Li mention Lan Tianye to you?" "Uh……" Xu Kun thought for a moment before tentatively asking, "Who plays Jiang Ziya?" "This Xiao Li is really tight-lipped."
Gecun Zhuangda shook his head. After a brief introduction, Xu Kun learned that the immortal-looking Jiang Ziya was actually just the old man's "side job". He was one of the founders of the Chinese drama world, the first generation of actors and directors of the Beijing People's Art Theatre, and had been praised in person by Premier Zhou. Because of their fellow-townsman relationship, Li Fazeng received a lot of advice from Mr. Lan. Although they were not master and disciple in name, he respected Mr. Lan very much. After listening to this, Xu Kun suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Li Fazeng said that the county was too short-sighted to see the big picture. It turned out that he was standing up for his "idol". "Then I'll go back and talk to the county ..." "Don't worry, we'll talk about it later when we have a chance." Under the guidance of Mr. Ge, the car drove all the way to the vicinity of the Fifth Ring Road. As expected, it was another old residential area. However, because it was near the Fifth Ring Road, there were only two-story townhouses here, and the environment was much better than that of the Beijing Film Academy community. The old man led the way with his hands behind his back, and Xu Kun followed behind like a follower, carrying gifts. Probably to make it easier to greet the New Year, the courtyard gate and the main gate were open. When I lifted the thick door curtain and went in, I saw four or five people sitting sparsely inside. Most of them looked familiar, and they must have played roles in some classic movies or TV series. Xu Kun recognized the leader at a glance: Pu Cunxi. Pu Cunxi today is not the retired old man who claimed in later generations that "no one watches the dramas I act in". When CCTV selected TV drama actors in 2001, he was one of the most popular male actors loved by the audience. Last year, he was selected as one of the top ten people who moved China together with Yao Ming. The reason why Xu Kun remembered him was because of the movie "Taking a Bath" - speaking of "Taking a Bath", the little eyes at the end of the left seemed to be "He Zheng" in the play. While Xu Kun was observing the situation inside the house, several people saw Mr. Ge coming in from outside and hurriedly stood up to greet him. Everyone else called him "Teacher Ge", but Pu Cunxi called him "Uncle Ge". Ge Cunzhuang nodded to the others and asked Pu Cunxi, "Where is your master?" "The city leaders came to visit retired cadres and appointed my master as their general." Pu Cunxi said, turning back and shouting, "Master's wife, Uncle Ge is here!" Hearing this, an old lady with white hair came out of the kitchen. Seeing that it was Ge Cunzhuang, she wiped her hands on her apron and asked in confusion, "Why did you two come in separate batches? Youzi just left a short while ago." "Let him do what he wants. I'm here to introduce a fellow villager to the local area." Ge Cunzhuang said, pointing to Xu Kun behind him, and introduced: "This is Teacher Lan's lover, Teacher Di Xin." "Happy New Year, Teacher Di!" Xu Kun hurriedly bowed to the old lady. Hearing the words "young fellow villager", Di Xin and Pu Cunxi both showed surprise, but they quickly restrained themselves. Di Xin smiled and said, "Happy New Year, Happy New Year. What's your name, young man, and what do you do?" "My name is Xu Kun." Xu Kun introduced himself: "I am also an actor. Recently, I have the honor to work with Mr. Li Fazeng. I play his son in the play." Ge Cunzhuang said with a smile: "If Xiao Li hadn't carefully examined this guy and felt that he was a good material, I wouldn't have brought him in so easily." It turns out that Li Fazeng has always been in contact with Ge Cunzhuang. No wonder the old man likes me more and more. "Hey hey!" At this time, a middle-aged woman came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands with a towel while saying cheerfully, "I was wondering why there was such a commotion. It turns out it's Uncle Ge."
Xu Kun could recognize this person just by hearing her voice: Song Xinxin, a frequent guest on the Spring Festival Gala. After Song Xinxin finished speaking, she noticed that the focus of everyone's attention was a young man, so she poked Pu Cunxi and asked quietly, "Who is this?" Pu Cunxi explained in a low voice that it was Ge Cunzhuang and Lan Tianye's fellow villager. Song Xinxin suddenly realized, "Oh, I know. It was that real estate boss who asked for help..." "Not that, not that!" Pu Cunxi interrupted immediately: "That's a young girl who just got into Beijing Film Academy. How come you can't even tell the difference between a boy and a girl?" Song Xun Xun didn't care at all: "They didn't ask me to do it. I just listened casually. How can I know whether it's a boy or a girl?" Listening to the two of them talking back and forth, Ge Cun Zhuang couldn't help but ask curiously, "Girl, what's going on here?" "Uncle Ge, I'm almost fifty, and you're still a little girl." Song Xunxun rolled her eyes speechlessly. Di Xin hurriedly asked Ge Cunzhuang and Xu Kun to sit down, and then he explained with a smile: "A while ago, a boss named Chen asked for a girl to meet Tianye through his connections. He also said that she was from your hometown and had just been admitted to Beijing Film Academy this year. She is particularly obsessed with acting and admires Tianye very much." "To put it bluntly, they just want to use the name of the National Theatre of China to hype themselves up!" Pu Cunxi bluntly exposed the matter, "The girl's grandfather was indeed a cadre who left RY and went south, but the girl's parents divorced a long time ago. She followed her mother to the United States and became an American citizen." When Song Xinxin heard this, he waved his hands aside and said, "No wonder the teacher rejected him directly. He is already an American, why is he trying to make friends with his fellow villagers?" After hearing this, Ge Cunzhuang shook his head: "If she had asked me for help, it would have been a good idea. But asking your teacher is like walking into a trap. Think about how many old friends and colleagues he had during the Korean War..." "Stop, stop!" Song Xunxun quickly made a 'pause' gesture: "Now that you bring up the old almanac, I'm afraid we won't even have time to cook - besides, they might just go to Ge You directly and ignore you at all." This is very possible, as Ge You was the county’s primary target at the time. (End of this chapter)
