"Brother Yang Fei!" Jiang Xiaojia opened the door and shouted happily when she saw him.

Jiang Ziqiang and Wan Aimin were both at home. Hearing this, he came over and asked Yang Fei to come in and sit down.

"Uncle is in good health?" Yang Fei asked.

"Oh, this disease cannot be cured. I can only say that I have been out of danger for the time being and went home to rest. I asked them to move in with me, but I refused. I said that it was inconvenient for the elderly to live on the high floor. Oh, there is nothing I can do." Wan Aimin shook his head, looking helpless.

"Same, the same is true for the old man in my family. He is used to living in an old house and refuses to move his golden house." Yang Fei chatted for a few words and said to the main topic, "Brother Jiang, Sister Wan, I have something to trouble Xiaojia."

"Please trouble Xiaojia?" Jiang Ziqiang and his wife looked at each other in shock, "She is a child, what can she do to you?"

"That's right. My factory is laid the foundation the day after tomorrow, and we will hold a ceremony to welcome the leaders. Isn't Xiaojia able to dance? I want her to teach the villagers of Taohua Village to dance a dance, so that it won't take much time, just tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I wonder if she can ask her to take two days off?"

It’s nothing if the primary school student takes two days off. Besides, Yang Fei has helped the Jiang family and cannot refuse this request due to reason.

Of course, Jiang Xiaojia was willing and jumped happily: "Okay, okay, I can do it!"

Wan Aimin glared at his daughter and said, "Yang Fei, is this inappropriate? How old is she? Let her teach dance? Isn't this a misleading person? Otherwise, I will introduce Xiaojia's dance teacher to you? She is from the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe, and that is the talent you should hire."

Jiang Ziqiang handed Yang Fei a cigarette and said, "That's the reason. We are not unwilling to help you, so of course we are willing to do so. But Xiaojia is still a child, don't miss your big deal."

Jiang Xiaojia refused to give in and said coquettishly: "Dad, mom, you are so! You often say that you put your knowledge into practice. I have learned dance for so many years, and now it can come in handy, but you don't agree! It's so boring!"

Yang Fei thought to himself, this child is really thoughtful.

Jiang Ziqiang said: "How old are you? You will have the opportunity to appear in the future!"

Yang Fei originally wanted to give him a favor, but if Xiaojia went there, he would give him a big red envelope.

Seeing that the Jiang family was against it, he was not inconvenient to insist, so he agreed to Wan Aimin's proposal.

Wan Aimin took out the phone book, found the dance teacher's phone number, and called.

The phone call was called and Wan Aimin told Yang Fei about it. The other party agreed and asked Yang Fei to go to find her tomorrow morning.

Yang Fei wrote down the other party's phone number and said goodbye and went back to the house.

The CD disc is placed into the disc, and a moving sound flows out of the speaker.

Warm and relaxed tunes sounded:

"Smoke and dust cover the sky

The moonlight is hazy, my tears are everywhere

Country road, take me home

Go to where I grew up…”

Yang Fei fell into a comfortable sofa.

Being busy outside, the world is noisy, only when you enter this little house can Yang Fei feel like he has returned to his true self.

This is a small world of oneself.

Quiet, comfortable and comfortable.

He can unkemptly wear clothes, put his feet on the coffee table, smoke cigarettes, listen to music, and examine his heart.

It is actually quite difficult to remember the past and not remember it. Forcibly forgetting everything that happened is even more torture and pain.

There is a name hidden in Yang Fei's heart and cannot be touched easily.

Unfortunately, some things are never necessary to remember because they have never been forgotten.

Listening to the song, Yang Fei suddenly felt a little sad.

He got up, opened the glass door, and walked to the balcony.

The strong north wind blew in, which made Yang Fei shudder.

The wind and clouds are surging, and the night is vast.

The living room balcony of the Jiang family and Yang Fei are adjacent. Standing on the balcony, you can face the next door.

The music of "Husband Washing Heart" was vaguely heard from over there, and Jiang Xiaojia's gentle child voice came over.

"Sudayizi is so lazy that she is so lucky. Where can I marry him..."

The little girl sang this song inexplicably and felt a little funny.

Yang Fei couldn't help but want to laugh and felt better.

The next day, Yang Fei contacted Zhang Meiyun from the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe.

Zhang Meiyun answered the phone and asked Yang Fei to go directly to the group to find her.

Yang Fei drove over, asked for directions when he entered, and found her in the rehearsal room.

Zhang Meiyun is about forty years old. Because of her long-term dance practice, she has both good figure and temperament.

"Comrade Yang Fei, hello. Aimin told me about your affairs. Later, she called me and told me to be more concerned." Zhang Meiyun was enthusiastic and generous, "But I'm really sorry, the troupe was temporarily assigned to the troupe and I wanted to take the troupe out for a performance, but I can't refuse. Look, your business will be relieved for two days?"

"No, it will come in handy tomorrow. The real rehearsal is only one day today."

"Ah? So anxious?"

"If it doesn't work, forget it, I'll find someone." Yang Fei thought to himself, it really doesn't work, I'll go into battle myself.

Zhang Meiyun was entrusted by someone to be loyal to others and said, "I will introduce you to someone, do you think you can?"

"Yes, as long as you can dance," Yang Fei shrugged. Professionalism is always better than amateurs.

Zhang Meiyun shouted to a group of girls who were rehearsing: "Lin Feiying, come here."

"Captain Zhang, what's the matter with me?" A young girl ran over with her long legs.

Her pretty forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and a faint smile was placed on the corner of her mouth, like a fairy who was not as good as the world, sweet and lively, quiet and cute.

"This is Comrade Yang Fei, he is my friend. If he has something to ask you, please help him." Zhang Meiyun patted her white and slender jade arms and said to Yang Fei, "Lin Feiying is not from our group. She is a student of the dance department of the Conservatory of Music. I borrowed her to rehearse a dance music. She would not participate in this task, and she can help you."

"Lin Huiyin?" Yang Fei asked in surprise.

"Countless people misunderstood my name." Lin Feiying wiped her sweat and smiled sweetly, "Fangfei's Fei, cherry blossoms' cherry blossoms."

Yang Fei nodded and smiled, "A very beautiful name. Miss Lin, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Meiyun looked at the clock on the wall and said, "We are going to set off and we are losing our companionship. If you have anything to do, just communicate with Lin Feiying."

"You are busy." Yang Fei nodded.

Zhang Meiyun told Lin Feiying a few more words before she took the others away.

Yang Fei thought to himself, but he didn't expect that Zhang Meiyun was the leader of the singing and dancing troupe. Wan Aimin could invite her to train Jiang Xiaojia, but he was really willing to invest in it.

"What are you asking for me?" Lin Feiying took out a sweat towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead, revealing the delicate back curve.

Yang Fei expressed his intentions.

"What kind of dance should I teach?"

"It doesn't need to be too complicated, just a very simple set of actions, I can demonstrate it to you."

"Demonstration? Are you?" Lin Feiying couldn't help but smile.

"Well, of course I didn't dance well, I just danced a rough look. You can help me organize it with your professional eyes, and break down the movements with the music."
Chapter completed!