Ode to Pear Blossoms Part 1

Yi Zhen went back to the house, took off her shoes, stuffed herself under the quilt, and fell asleep after a while.

Never thought that Mengmeng would wake up the next day. Last night, Yi Zhen had a dream. He dreamed that he was still in his apartment building. His mother was busy making scrambled eggs with toon in the kitchen, and asked loudly in the kitchen: "You How much food can you eat?"

Yi Zhen quickly replied: "Half a bowl is enough." Then her mother brought out the plate, and the two of them sat together by the dilapidated coffee table.

Yi Zhen saw that the plate was not scrambled eggs with toon, but a plate of Zheergen, which he didn't like the most. He raised his head and was about to ask his mother, but he saw her eyes were full of tears, her face was haggard and pale, and she was looking at him with sunken eye sockets. : "If you don't eat, the food will be cold."

Yi Zhen sat up in a jerk, breaking out in a cold sweat for some reason.

At eight o'clock, I went to the dining hall to eat. The master chef knew that there was no one there today, so he cooked a bowl of rice for him. After eating, Yi Zhen went back to the house to do his homework and memorize English vocabulary. It was noon in a flash.

Just as he was going to the dining hall for lunch, he heard knocks on the door, he hurried to open the door, and the fat man said outside: "Let's go, let's go with you!

Brother, go to the theater! "

Yi Zhen took a step back: "No."

Yuan Yi dragged the man out involuntarily. Seeing that he was wearing thin clothes, he put his big scarf on his head: "So long-winded, what are you doing at home every day? Hatching eggs?"

As he spoke, he took the person away.

There are hundreds of large and small teahouses in the capital, and Laoshe Teahouse is considered the best among them, not only because the teahouse is named after Mr. Lao She, but also because of the ancient Beijing flavor inside.

Authentic big bowls of tea, exquisite Beijing-style dim sum, buildings with latticed wooden windows, famous calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and even the tables, chairs and benches are all in the style of the late Qing Dynasty, showing the charm of old Beijing everywhere. Time seems to be frozen in this teahouse. No further.

The teahouse is divided into three floors, and the stage is set up behind the first floor. In the afternoon and evening, there are performances of Peking Opera, Pingshu, Dagu, etc. People who come here may not understand opera, but here creates an atmosphere for everyone to travel through time, regardless of Whether it is Peking Opera singing or Quyi storytelling, they are all essential elements to create this atmosphere.

Yi Zhen fell in love with it as soon as he came in, just like entering the autumn garden for the first time.

As soon as the fat man entered the door, he looked for someone familiar with the way. Yuan Yi took Yi Zhen to sit on a square table in the corner, and asked for a pot of incense and some tea and snacks.

Yi Zhen whispered, "What did you bring me here for?"

Yuan Yi clicked his tongue: "Watching a play! There is babbling every day in your autumn garden, and you have to know what they are singing or not."

"Do you also like to listen to opera?" Yi Zhen took a sip from the big tea bowl, feeling the aroma of the tea.

Yuan Yi squinted at him: "Who likes to listen to that stuff."

"Why don't you like listening to me?" Yi Zhen looked at the snacks on the table very excitedly, but he didn't move his chopsticks.

"You just have to eat your tea and cakes to get the experience, you little brat is so talkative." Yuan Yi stretched his neck and looked inside, the fat man just happened to lift the curtain and came out, winking at Yuan Yi, Yuan Yi smiled up.

The storytelling was first on the stage. Yi Zhen looked at the novelty and asked Yuan Yi: "Then what did Grandpa take?"

Yuan Yi pointed to the old man in the long gown and said to Yi Zhen: "He is holding a folding fan and Xingmu, both of which are characteristic of storytelling. My grandfather said that these things existed in the late Qing Dynasty, that is, before the beginning of the Republic of China. , it’s been a long time anyway.”

"Your grandfather knows a lot."

"That must be! My grandfather is a well-informed person, so he doesn't know anything."

Pingshu is a form of storytelling that modern people find boring, so it is just a background in a huge teahouse, used to contaminate the atmosphere, and no one can hear the storyteller's wrong jokes. It took only a cup of tea, and even though no one applauded, the grandpa remained calm, as if he was used to it.

After a while, the opening gongs and drums sounded suddenly, and the melody was crisp. Yi Zhen looked towards the stage suddenly, and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old girl walking on the stage, wearing a white costume, long hair reaching back, and a face painted like A delicate peach blossom is Bai Bing.

"What are they playing?" Yi Zhen was attracted by the lights and music on the stage, and found it novel and interesting.

Yuan Yi glanced at the two girls on the stage, and curled his lips at Yi Zhen: "Bai Bing plays the white snake, and Li Jiaqi plays the green snake. This is the traditional Peking Opera song "Double Snake Fight"."

"Oh, "Legend of the New White Snake" on TV?" Yi Zhen remembered watching it on TV at home when he was a child.

Yuan Yi thought for a while and said: "That's right, and it's not. This is the story before the two snakes, Qing and Bai, went down the mountain to find Xu Xian. The green snake liked the beauty of the white snake and wanted to take her, but he didn't expect that he couldn't beat her."

At this time, Bai Bing was dressed in white and was singing Xipi's original version:

"It's only because of my heartbeat that I miss the world of mortals. Therefore, I have to match my own destiny when I go to Lixian Mountain. I hope that after this, I will end my wish. I would rather envy the world than immortals."

Bai Bing's girlish voice was clear and loud, and the originally noisy teahouse became much quieter. Everyone watched the children sing Peking Opera for a while, and many people actually started to watch it seriously.

After the first scene was sung, Li Jiaqi played the role of the green snake in the second scene.

Li Jiaqi sang:

"I am originally a snake fairy in Qingfeng, who has changed wonderfully and exerted all his strength. It is all because of the unbreakable relationship in the world. I miss the girl Chanjuan day and night."

"Isn't that green snake a girl?" Yi Zhen asked with a frown.

Yuan Yi said: "My grandfather said that the Green Snake was not a woman in the past drama books, but a man. Because he lost to the White Snake in a fight, he was willing to serve as a maidservant by the White Snake's side. It's just been a long time. The story was passed on, and it turned her directly into a woman."

"The green snake is a boy? It's obviously a girl." Yi Zhen still didn't understand.

Yuan Yi glanced at Yi Zhen, and smiled: "What's the matter, you look so girly, aren't you also a boy?"

Yi Zhen turned to look at Yuan Yi, and when his eyes met, Yuan Yi quickly said, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

At the beginning of the fifth scene, the green snake and the white snake fight, and Bai Suzhen chases the green snake. This is a dance.Bai Suzhen beat the green snake to grab the back.Yi Zhen was dazzled.

I heard the green snake say: "Fairy White Snake really has extraordinary Taoism. She begs for mercy and forgives me. She is willing to follow the fairy, serve her left and right, practice together, and seek the right fruit. If I don't agree with my heart, I will be robbed by five thunders." "

The audience saw the freshness of the children's performance, and they were very interested in watching it, and there were even a few applause in the middle.

Yuan Yi said: "A group of spectators, Bai Bing and Li Jiaqi, learned this virtue after two years of studying in the autumn garden. The one who hit it was called a piece of water, and they even forgot the words in the middle. Grandpa was right, sometimes Freshness is better than professionalism.”

"You don't listen to dramas, don't you?" Yi Zhen couldn't hear the good news, but only felt that the appearance was good-looking and the story was fresh.

Yuan Yi curled his lips: "Every day I run to the theater and tell stories with my grandfather. I have never eaten pork and I have never seen a pig run!"

After a while, Chen Qingyuan came on stage. He was dressed in a girl's costume. The thin boy was slightly dressed up, but he was a bit delicate. He sang an excerpt from "Hundred Flower Pavilion". Yi Zhen felt that his voice was It sounds better than Baibing.

Yuan Yi approached Yi Zhen: "Look, there's a play to watch."

Yi Zhen didn't understand, isn't this just watching a play? After a while, Yi Zhen understood what he meant, because after not singing for long, the lights on the stage suddenly went out, and the stage was pitch black.

Yi Zhen stood up abruptly: "What's wrong?"

Yuan Yi laughed loudly: "The fat man just told the waiter buddy that he was just doing something wrong, why are you getting so excited?"

The lights on the stage went dark for about half a minute, then the staff quickly pulled the switch, and the lights turned on again.

Chen Qingyuan raised his hand to avoid the glare of the light, not knowing what he was supposed to do for a moment, Xu Laoliu pulled up the erhu, and the accompanying music sounded again, but Chen Qingyuan couldn't remember what he should sing for a long time, so he was just so stupid Looking at the audience, he felt a little scared and dizzy, and his body trembled slightly.

This is a situation that has never happened to him until now. He is still young and doesn't know how to deal with it. Some of the audience started booing after drinking. Although most of the audience whispered with pity, in Chen Qingyuan's eyes, it turned into a group of people mocking .

Until he saw Yi Zhen and Yuan Yi sitting not far away, seeing Yuan Yi pointing at himself and laughing presumptuously, and seeing Yi Zhen standing there looking straight at him, Chen Qingyuan clenched his fists.

It was a humiliation he had never suffered, and he felt himself a laughing stock.

Yi Zhen stood under the stage and looked at Chen Qingyuan on the stage. Although he couldn't see where Chen Qingyuan was looking, his intuition told him that Chen Qingyuan saw him and was looking at him all the time.

Xu Laoliu saw Chen Qingyuan staying on the stage motionless, and he didn't intend to sing after playing the pre-play three times. Xu Laoliu frowned, thinking that this child was still too young.

For opera singers, even if there is no one in the audience, even if the stage is silent, as long as the actors are still, it is still a play.

Qiu Peiyu stood under the stage, already dressed in costumes and waiting for the next show, but this accident made him appear early, and he frowned when he saw Chen Qingyuan standing on the stage in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing this, the staff of the teahouse hurried up to pull Chen Qingyuan off the stage. When Chen Qingyuan stepped off the stage, he passed by the master. Qiu Peiyu didn't say anything to him, but slapped him backhand, and slapped the imperial concubine on his head. The gold hairpin was knocked out, she glanced at him, and turned to go on stage.

When the sound of gongs and drums sounded, Qiu Peijue looked calm, as if the accident just now had nothing to do with her, an old-fashioned singing voice sounded, the audience gradually became quiet, and began to listen to the play again.

Yuan Yi laughed enough and said, "Let's go quickly, don't let them know we're here."

After saying that, he dragged Yi Zhen away, but Yi Zhen didn't move, so Yuan Yi pulled Yi Zhen out of the teahouse with all his strength.

Chen Qingyuan covered his face and stood under the stage, next to Bai Bing and Li Jiaqi came out after changing their clothes, Bai Bing wanted to persuade his senior brother, but Li Jiaqi grabbed Bai Bing's down jacket: "Senior sister, do you want to be taught a lesson by senior brother, and wait for him to calm down?" That's it."

Bai Bing didn't listen, and stepped forward and said to Chen Qingyuan: "This situation is inevitable, the master said that we should be calm in whatever we encounter."

Chen Qingyuan sneered: "I just saw Yi Zhen."

Bai Bing and Li Jiaqi looked over, and Bai Bing said, "Yi Zhen? How did he get here?"

Chen Qingyuan said: "I just saw Fatty and a person sneaking around in the back, and I saw Yi Zhen and Yuan Yi on the stage. I don't know what happened? It must have something to do with them."

Li Jiaqi said to Bai Bing angrily: "You saw it! That little thing dared to make troubles! I said that the uncle is here to beg for food, and the person who brought him must be not a good person. You see, what I said right!"

Bai Bing frowned: "He's only seven years old, what do you know, it's just a joke."

Li Jiaqi took out her mobile phone to play games, and said while playing: "Oh, my good senior sister, poor people are shameless, and it's out of intention."

Chen Qingyuan covered his face and said coldly: "Let's wait and see."