The literary life of a nanny dad

The location of Tingshan Mountain is very good, just like its name, the lush Tingshan Mountain is located in it. At the same time, there is a winding Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal that flows through, and the mountains are backed by water. Even in feng shui, it is a blessed land.

In addition to the lack of industrial pollution, the beautiful Tingshan District has become another urban area in Jiangcheng with tourism as its main industry in addition to Dongcheng District!

Of course, Dongcheng District was not as good as Tingshan District, because the entertainment industry in Dongcheng District was more developed. Under the feasting, the scenery of Dongcheng District always gave people a feeling of being impulsive and unrealistic.

Ten years ago, Jiangcheng built the first university town in the south around Jiangcheng Media University, a famous media college in China.

The strong humanistic atmosphere, blending with the beautiful natural scenery, is just right for Yang Yi, a guy who is bubbling with literary youth.

After renting a car, Yang Yi spent two days exploring the Tingshan area, and finally saw a store that was about to be transferred near the back door of Jiangcheng University of Communication.

This shop is actually a bit remote and a bit desolate.

Because the real prosperity of Jiangcheng Media University is still the main entrance and the area outside the east gate.

Because the main entrance was next to Jiangcheng Normal University, the popularity of the two schools was not difficult to understand. Near the east gate was Jiang Chuan's dormitory area, so the catering industry outside was relatively developed.

The back door is a bit far from the dormitory area. Except for some students from art and media colleges who came to class, not many students were interested in visiting.

Outside the back door is the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.

However, it is not the rippling Xijiang River, nor is it the trickling Tingxi River. In the face of the calm Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, the lack of willows supporting the bank and green grassland dams, the students' interest is always lacking - except for some male and female students who like to find a quiet place to date.

However, Yang Yi took a fancy to this place and also liked its quietness and remoteness.

Why is it so busy? Yang Yi doesn't like to open a coffee shop that he can't even keep himself busy.

The best situation is to have a dozen guests a day, three or two regulars, drinking coffee elegantly and calmly, or chatting about literature and music wildly.

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"Are you the owner of this store?" Yang Yi asked in surprise when he saw the renter on the second floor of the store.

In front of him was a silver-haired but spirited old man. He was wearing a very traditional Chinese-style Tsing Yi robe, and his actions always gave people a feeling of elegance and wisdom.

This made Yang Yi suddenly in awe, and when he spoke, his tone was a lot more respectful.

"Little friend, why do you ask this?" The old man smiled gently and asked, "Do you think I shouldn't be contaminated with this copper stench?"

Yang Yi's old face was a little unbearable. The other party's judgment was very accurate. He really thought so.

"Haha, this is actually a residence given to me by the school. For so many years, my wife used it to open a small bookstore." The old man talked about his wife with a gloomy expression, and he gently touched the round wooden staircase handrail, as if he was remembering something.

Yang Yi, who had received special training in the past, was an expert in this skill. After a while, he coaxed the old man to tell the story in his heart.

This is a story about love.

The old man's name was Hu Songnan. He used to be a professor at the School of Classical Music of Jiangcheng Media University. His wife used to be an editor at a publishing house in the capital.

The two of them have been in harmony for decades, and their days are calm and happy.

Until eight years ago, when the grandmother fell ill and passed away, only the old man Hu Songnan was left alone in this small building.

It was not that his children were unfilial. Hu Songnan's children had all gone to Harbor City to develop, and he had always wanted to take the old man there, but the old man couldn't bear to come here, because every brick and tile of this small building was filled with his memories of his wife.

Now that the old man has also retired, plus the pleas of his grandchildren, he also has plans to take care of his life in the past.

"However, what I can't let go of the most is it." Hu Songnan's eyes regained wisdom and patted the handrail of the stairs lightly, "I want to find someone who can take good care of it."

The old man didn't want anyone to destroy this place and this small building. If he had time in the future, the old man hoped to come back and have a look, at least leaving a thought.

However, this gave Yang Yi a bit of a headache.

Obviously, it is not so easy to meet the requirements of the old man. The old man did not list a standard at all.

Okay or not, it all depends on his mouth!

To be honest, Yang Yi really hopes to meet a philistine person, at least, problems that can be solved with money are not problems!

However, Yang Yi still wants to fight for it, because this bluestone building is really artistic in terms of its appearance and surrounding environment, and he likes it very much.

Yang Yi was silent for a while, and told her thoughts honestly: "I will rent your house, the second floor will be used for my own living, and then the first floor will be used to open a coffee shop, and your bookshelves can stay..."

In Yang Yi's description, the bookshelves left by the old man will be rearranged by Yang Yi to create a bookish coffee shop.

The old man looked at Yang Yi with interest and smiled slightly: "Opening a coffee shop here? This is not a good idea, it may be a loss!"

Yang Yi said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter if I lose money or not. This is just my dream. Moreover, it's better to be quiet.

He didn't feel anything, and the old man showed a strange expression.

The style is not right!

Yang Yi is an eight-foot man, muscular, strong and brave, and influenced by the soul imprint of his predecessor, he still inadvertently carries the shadow of a soldier when walking, sitting and lying!

And such a guy said that he likes listening to music and dancing and playing with ink? Anyone feels awkward!

But the old man did not question it, because Yang Yi's flat expression made him feel a little different.

"May I ask what the name of your coffee shop is?" the old man asked curiously.

Yang Yi's previous description actually made Hu Songnan a little moved. In the past few months, he has come into contact with the person who is closest to his idea.

Yang Yi had his own idea. He said cleanly, "The coffee shop on the corner!"

The old man thought he had heard it wrong, so he asked Yang Yi to repeat it again. After confirming that "the coffee shop on the corner" was indeed the name that Yang Yi remembered, he frowned and thought for a long time.

"Sorry, I can't think of which allusion this name came from. Is it convenient for my little friend to tell me?" The old man humbly asked for advice.

Hell if you can think of it!

"It's a song written by me." Yang Yi said shamelessly, plagiarizing those songs from his previous life, he has no psychological burden without legal awareness.

"Oh, really?" The old man said excitedly, "The song you wrote? What's the name?"

The old man teaches music. Although he is a retired professor of classical music, he is not uninterested in pop music. When it comes to music, his interest comes up.

Yang Yi didn't answer directly. He looked at a quaint guitar hanging on the wall next to him and asked, "Excuse me, can I borrow your guitar? I'll sing it for you."