Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Her empty eyes lingered at the door of the villa for a while, and Wen Hui asked sadly: "Dad, how long does the doctor say grandpa can last?"

Wen Tuyuan was a filial son, but he was also in a low mood: "If I hang myself with a needle, I can last almost two months."

"two months"

In August, he also said that half a year to a year, and the performance in Berlin was suddenly reduced to two months. Wen Hui's heart was filled with emptiness and desolation, and there was a sense of unreality.

Villa, bedroom.

After vomiting blood last night, Mr. Wen's vitality was severely damaged, and he felt an indescribable fatigue and pain all over his body. This feeling was bad, worse than when he was young and seriously injured on the battlefield.

At that time, even if he was seriously injured, his life was in danger, but his focus was not on himself. Instead, he was always worried about the situation on the battlefield, the general trend, the number of casualties in the troops, and the clothing, food and drink of the troops for the winter.

But now, all he could think about was the filial piety of parents and the love between children.

Until this moment, Old Man Wen finally understood and finally accepted his fate. He was already in the sunset and his deadline was not far away.

Vaguely feeling that there was someone in front of the bed, Mr. Wen managed to open his eyes, but when he saw the person clearly, he habitually put on a bad face.

Recalling the old man's appearance when he was young and strong, and looking at his current appearance lying limp and ill in bed, such a big difference still made Wen Yu, who was originally calm and calm, feel disturbed, but when he saw the old man's expression changed when he saw her, , she was a little angry again, more depressed.

I've been holding this in my heart for decades, and even though I'm on my last journey, I still refuse to forgive myself.

Thinking of this, Wen Yu, who was used to being strong, decisively put away the twilight father-daughter feelings, and said bluntly: "I came today not to compete with you, nor to quarrel with you. I just want to talk to you about Huihui."

Hearing Huihui and his most precious granddaughter who he couldn't let go of, Mr. Wen opened his eyes that were closed just a moment ago and asked weakly: "Huihui's performance was successful this time?"

Wenyu nodded: "Successful, very successful! Even though she is Chinese, music has no borders, and she is very popular in mainstream Western countries."

Hearing this, Mr. Wen sneered, obviously very dissatisfied with the rhetoric of "music without borders, mainstream Western countries".

But this was his granddaughter's achievement, and he didn't say anything to ridicule her.

Wen Yu was not stupid. He could tell from his words that the old man was no longer patient with her, so he didn't mince words and said bluntly: "This time, Zhang Xuan is also going to Berlin."

The only sound in the room was Mr. Wen's weak breathing, and it was very quiet.

Seeing this, Wen Yu came to the conclusion that the old man really knew about the unclear relationship between Zhang Xuan and Hui Hui.

Wen Yu added: "We are going together this time with the two girls Du Shuangling and Mi Jian."

Mr. Wen was still indifferent.

Wen Yu couldn't help but ask: "The three women who have the deepest ties to Zhang Xuan are gathered in Berlin. Why don't you ask what role Hui Hui plays in them?"

Mr. Wen's eyelids moved, and then he stopped responding.

Wen Yu continued to increase the pressure: "My younger sister and I determined that Mi Jian is pregnant, Zhang Xuan's child."

This time the old man opened his eyes, and his turbid yellow eyes looked straight at the unfilial eldest daughter. It was as if his eyes were a sharp sword that was about to pierce through her.

In the past few decades, Wen Yu had experienced this kind of look countless times. He was not surprised and continued to talk: "I guess my sister-in-law also knows about this matter. If it weren't for your existence, she would have been there by now." Attack Huihui."

Hearing this, Mr. Wen once again rarely spoke up: "What do you think of Huihui's relationship?"

Wenyu was surprised to see that the old man was willing to discuss Huihui's affairs with him, but later he felt that it was reasonable. Even if he disliked him, he still treasured Huihui more than anyone else in the Wen family. The total amount of care.

Wen Yu has a basis for such an idea:

First, the old man loved his deceased mother very much.

Huihui and her mother have an 80% resemblance. The old man will think of his mother every time he sees Huihui. Naturally, the old man's emotional sustenance in this life will be placed on Huihui.

Second, there are three sisters who have grown up in the second generation of the Wen family, but Huihui is the only direct descendant of the third generation. For people like Mr. Wen who value the concept of family inheritance, Huihui's status is much higher than those of his grandchildren. .

It's a pity that the eldest brother failed to live up to his expectations. After giving birth to the two siblings, Hui Hui, he was accidentally injured during a practice. Later, after his son fell ill and died, he was unable to raise another child.

Therefore, Hui Hui is the treasure of the Wen family.

Therefore, the old man was afraid that his only baby would go his own way, so he refused to allow Huihui to go to the American Conservatory of Music for further studies, so he had to squeeze in a lot of time and return to teach in China.

Thirdly, Huihui is gentle and intelligent, and has outstanding achievements in piano. Any parent would be extremely proud of this, and this old man is no exception despite his mortal body.

Wen Yu gave her most sincere thoughts: "Morally speaking, there is a flaw. But if the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, even if Zhang Xuan has a girlfriend, Hui Hui still has the right to pursue love.

And Huihui is engaged in piano art. In this industry, if you want to climb to the top, you must not be bound mentally, pursue freedom, and pursue a transparent life. Only in this way can you inject rich emotions into the piano performing art, have your own performance characteristics, and achieve great success. Go one step further and leave your name in history.

not to mention."

Wen Yu paused and continued: "What's more, Hui Hui was born in a family like ours. As long as it is beneficial to the future, this small moral flaw is nothing."

Old Man Wen finally understood. This eldest daughter was willing to sacrifice her face to talk to him in private today because it was really for the sake of Huihui's future. From the starting point, the intention is still very pure, and it is worthy of the family role of "aunt".

Thinking like this, Old Man Wen looked at his eldest daughter with less sharp eyes.

Seeing that the old man seemed to have listened, Wen Yu continued: "What I just said was Mr. Yu, and I spoke from the perspective of the entire Wen family.

Now let me talk about private matters. Huihui is your granddaughter. You have been together day and night for more than 20 years. You should know her better than anyone else. With her arrogant temperament, most men cannot get enough of her. "

Old man Wen didn't deny this. For more than 20 years, he had seen dozens of excellent men hanging around his granddaughter, but he didn't like any of them. On the contrary, Zhang Xuan, who came from the countryside, suddenly fell in love with him. It captured her heart.

Old Man Wen prides himself on knowing his granddaughter’s temper and nature better than anyone else. If he is not tempted, he will act accordingly. Once he is tempted, there is almost no cure. The facts also prove this: in order to express his determination to the family, Huihui spent the night with Zhang Xuan twice. .

It was precisely because of Wen Hui's two silent "protests" that Old Man Wen wanted to see Zhang Xuan last time and observe Zhang Xuan up close.

The results of the observation are self-evident. The granddaughter did not shy away from anything in front of him, and showed her true emotions, which made the old man unable to get angry at all.

Wen Yu said: "You and your mother have known each other and loved each other, and your love has been unforgettable, so you should be clearer: love is something that cannot be interrupted just by calling Huihui back from Yangcheng to study in Shanghai."

These words made Old Man Wen fall into a trance involuntarily. For her, he had not even cared about his family and life. He even took his sick mother with him and fled to the concession overnight. As a result, he and his mother were separated forever.

Whenever he recalled the past, Old Man Wen would ask himself: If it happened again, would I do the same thing again?

But the result is still the same every time, and he has no regrets. Because there is only one fate, and if you miss it, it will never happen again. How could he let it go? His mother never complained about him before she died, but was very pleased that her son had great courage.

Wen Yu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but she said in a timely manner: "I stayed in the United States at that time because I felt that true love is priceless. I have never regretted it until now. I still insist on one thing, true love is priceless."

Therefore, I respect Huihui's feelings for her as an aunt. After all, the opportunity is fleeting. After passing this village, there will be no such shop. I'm afraid that if you forcefully interfere, Huihui will end up alone for the rest of her life. "

Old Man Wen was moved by the sound of "The end of a lifetime of loneliness" and closed his eyes again.

After Wen Yu finished speaking, she stared at her father on the bed for a while. When she saw that the other party no longer wanted to pay attention to her, she sighed silently, got up and walked out.

"How was your talk?"

Seeing the eldest sister coming out, Wen Tuyuan went up to ask.

Wen Hui also looked at her aunt expectantly. Among all the Wen family members, she most wanted to see her aunt and grandfather reconcile.

Wen Yu shook his head: "I don't know how the conversation went. He said two sentences about Hui Hui, which did not exceed 20 words in total."

Hui Hui? Wen Tuyuan keenly caught his daughter's name, and he suddenly had a guess in his mind. Was it for Huihui that the eldest sister was willing to break the decades-old deadlock and have a private conversation with the old man?

Wen Tuyuan turned to look at his daughter.

Wenhui naturally thought of everything that her biological father could think of, and because she was the person involved, she thought further and more.

Wen Hui asked Wen Yu: "Auntie, how is grandpa doing now?"

Wen Yu said: "It's much better than last night. Now you close your eyes and don't want to talk to me. Go in and take a look. If he opens his eyes, he will most likely be waiting for you."

Wen Hui understood clearly, then slowed down and walked in softly.

Wen Tuyuan looked at his daughter's back, then at his eldest sister, and gave up on following her.

After pondering for a while, Wen Tuyuan asked: "What did you say to dad?"

Wen Yu turned around and asked, "My sister-in-law didn't tell you about Hui Hui when she came back from Berlin yesterday?"

Wen Tuyuan nodded, looking worried: "I told you last night."

Wen Yu said: "I also talked to the old man about this today."

Hearing this, Wen Tuyuan suddenly reacted: "Are you trying to persuade the old man to agree to Huihui's matter?"

Wenyu tilted his head: "What else?"

Wen Tuyuan frowned slightly.

Wen Yu smiled: "How pedantic. Do you want outsiders to tell you the nature of the daughter you gave birth to?"

After that, Wen Yu poured a glass of water and drank it. After drinking, she said extremely seriously: "Hui Hui is not a person who is good at expressing emotions. If you and your sister-in-law choose to express your feelings this time, If you are locked in a cage, you may not be able to fly out next time. Maybe you won’t have the chance to fly out again in this life. I hope you won’t regret it then.”

Wen Tuyuan has always been a very calm person. He did not say anything after hearing this, but chose a seat on the spot and sat down, lost in thought.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the eldest brother didn't even fart, Wen Yu couldn't help but continued: "You know Van Gogh, you know Beethoven, these people with extremely high talents in art have a common problem: loneliness. and bitterness. Emotionally, they are even more stubborn and can easily fall into dead ends.”

Wen Tu looked at his eldest sister from afar and asked calmly: "How many benefits has Zhang Xuan given you?"

Wen Yu pouted: "I'll just discuss the matter."

Wen Tuyuan didn't embarrass her too much, he just said: "Your sister-in-law and I only have a daughter, Huihui. I'm afraid your sister-in-law won't be able to swallow this breath."

Wen Yu asked: "Did sister-in-law clean you up?"

Wen Tuyuan shook his head: "Why do you think so? She has always treated you well over the years."

After hearing this, Wen Yu was immediately speechless. She knew that her suggestion was indeed shocking compared to her brothers and sisters in China.

But Wenyu has been in the piano field for decades, and her brother and sister-in-law are naturally not able to understand her sensitivity to artistic characteristics. The two seconds Huihui looked at Zhang Xuan affectionately before the performance in Berlin gave her a sense of Very bad intuition and premonition.

inside the house.

Hearing familiar footsteps coming from the door, Old Man Wen turned his head and opened his eyes instead of ignoring Wen Yu's love just now: "I'm back."

Wen Hui forced herself to put away her sadness, pretending to be calm and shouted softly: "Grandpa."

Who is Old Man Wen? He saw through his granddaughter's worries at a glance, stretched out his old right hand and patted her shoulder slowly twice, and said kindly: "Birth, old age, illness and death are the laws of nature. Don't worry, grandpa's life is worth living."

Wen Hui choked and shouted again: "Grandpa."

Old Man Wen watched his granddaughter quietly for a while and then asked, "I heard that this performance was very successful and you are very popular in Western countries."

Wen Hui raised her head: "Auntie told you?"

Old Man Wen sighed, "Grandpa can also tell fortunes."

Wen Hui tried to persuade her: "Grandpa, have you noticed that my eldest sister is most like you? She has a sharp mouth and a soft heart."

Old Man Wen was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "Her temperament and personality when she was a child is indeed quite similar to mine."

Wen Hui asked: "Grandpa, you must have liked my aunt very much at that time, right?"

Old Man Wen recalled the past, neither denying nor affirming.

Wen Hui asked: "Why did you send your aunt to study abroad at that time?"

Old man Wen replied: "Although grandpa has always hated imperialism, many things in China at that time were indeed inferior to those in the United States. I just wanted to not waste her artistic talent and let her go out to see the world, learn a skill and then come back." Serve the country, but I didn’t expect her.”

At this point, Old Man Wen pursed his lips for a few moments, and then asked his granddaughter with straight eyes: "There is a phenomenon and a saying in China: when you go outside and see the outside world, your mind will easily be shaken and you will not want to come back.

You have been to so many countries and seen the most prosperous cities in the world. Grandpa asked you, have you ever been as excited as your aunt? "

Wen Hui nodded and shook her head: "When I was a kid, I followed my aunt to New York, London, Paris and other big cities during the winter and summer vacations. My eyes were confused at that time. I felt that those cities were indeed far better than those in China, and the artistic atmosphere was stronger than in China. , I was tempted at a certain moment."

Mr. Wen nodded and verified that statement with his granddaughter. After a long time, he asked, "You never mentioned it to grandpa."

Wen Hui said what was in her heart: "I know you will definitely not agree, and although I have been tempted, I don't want to leave you and my parents. In my heart, you are more important."

Mr. Wen looked into his granddaughter's eyes and asked, "Are you still tempted now?"

Wen Hui shook her head slightly: "I never thought about immigrating abroad before, and I don't even want to now."

Now he didn't want to think about it anymore. Old Man Wen chewed on these words and asked, "Because of Zhang Xuan?"

After being discovered at a glance, Wen Hui was not embarrassed and said frankly and simply: "Because of him."

Mr. Wen thought for a long time and suddenly asked: "Do you know what your aunt told me before?"

Wen Hui said: "I can guess some."

Mr. Wen asked: "Is she right?"

Wen Hui lowered her head and remained silent.