fight real army

Feng Si is a stage name.

When modern people see the word "Si", their first reaction is Bao Si, the cold beauty who caused the king to light the beacon fire in ancient times, just to make her smile.

Feng Si's name comes from that ancient beauty.

Looking around, among female stars of all colors, Yan Fei, ring thin, and thin, it seems that only Feng Si dares to blatantly associate herself with the beauties in people's illusions, because she herself is the reality of countless men's fantasies.

Shen Ge couldn't understand why Wang Xu wanted such a bright actress to play Zhang Song's mother.

Feng Si is 39 years old this year, and she looks like she is in her 20s. She smiles more than the real Bao Si, her lips are always affectionate, and the corners of her eyes are always full of spring.

And Zhang Song's mother, Zhang Lihua, is also 39 years old at this point in the play, but she should be a rural woman whose face has been damaged by all-day hard work.

How could Feng Si, the goddess of immortality, play a middle-aged woman who works in the fields all day long?

Shen Ge's doubts reached their peak after he and Ling Jiale officially met Feng Si himself.

"Teacher Feng—" Ling Jiale greeted Feng Si respectfully.

Feng Si looked at him with a smile, her eyes were too coquettish, definitely not a woman of mother's generation looking at a man of younger generation.

She blamed Ling Jiale: "Isn't there already a Teacher Feng in the crew?" Her tone was well balanced between coquettishness and guilt, neither letting herself lose value nor making the other party feel better.

Ling Jiale's shoulders were almost shrunk, and he faltered.

Feng Si kindly reminded him: "Whatever you called him before, can't you just call him whatever you want now?"

Wang Xu and Shen Ge showed surprised expressions at the same time, and the four eyes moved back and forth between Feng Si and Ling Jiale.

Ling Jiale bit the bullet and shouted: "Si Si..."

Ling Jiale was told by Wang Xu about his inarticulate speech, saying that his voice was soft and his lines were not crisp enough.But now he practiced articulate with Shen Ge every day, and the problem of ambiguous lines has been greatly improved, except when shouting some overlapping words, such as "Mom", or "Sister"...

Feng Si is really a troublesome old goblin, she still refuses to let Ling Jiale go, and still looks at him with a half-smile.

Shen Ge caught a glimpse of Ling Jiale shrugging his shoulders out of the corner of his eye, and shouted in a low voice from behind as if resigned: "...Sister."

The enunciation was as sticky as roasted sugar, making Shen Ge shiver secretly and almost laughing.

It's just that in the next moment, he couldn't watch the fire from the other side. Feng Si's charming eyes turned and fell on his face. Shen Ge's hairs stood on end, and he immediately realized Ling Jiale's feeling just now, shrugging his shoulders and shouting in a low voice. Said: "Sisi... my sister."

Feng Si bent her eyes that could scratch a man's heart, and smiled at Shen Ge: "You are so handsome."

Ling Jiale immediately looked at Shen Ge in horror, as if he was about to face a catastrophe.

"You two know each other?" Wang Xu raised his hand to gesture between Feng Si and Ling Jiale, frowning in displeasure.

"I know you, what's the matter? We attended the charity gala together, and the seats were next to each other." Feng Si replied nonchalantly, and asked Ling Jiale for advice: "Is that right, Jia Le?"

Ling Jiale nodded weakly and helplessly.

Wang Xu's brows still did not loosen, and he waved his hands to Ling Jiale: "Ja Le will go back to filming, don't come here if you have nothing to do."

Ling Jia was happy to get the amnesty, and almost ran away. When he turned around, he suddenly thought of Shen Ge, and looked back at him worriedly, but then he thought, if Shen Ge was "broken straight" by Feng Si, it would be good, so he did not hesitate. He left his "comrades in arms" and fled alone.

Except for Wang Xu, no one expected that after Feng Si changed her clothes and came out of the dressing room, she would become that rural woman who could only glimpse her former beauty through the fingers of time.

Feng Si wore a wig mixed with a few strands of white hair, which was tied into a little old woman's bun. She put on old-age makeup on her face, and a lot of weathering, her figure changed, and even her voice changed. And he shouted in a flat tone: "Director, do you think it's okay?"

She even rubbed her hands on her trousers as she said this.

Shen Ge was overwhelmed immediately. The aunts and mothers-in-law he saw in the countryside often did this gesture, because women were always doing housework and their palms were always wet.

Zhang Song's mother is such a rural woman who works day and night, doing the same work as other women in the village, and taking care of her man and children with her hardworking hands.

But she is very different from other women, she is still beautiful even in the wind and sun, and her figure is still slender, not as wide as a barrel or bent into a bow like other women of the same age.

Her greater difference lies in her previous experience.

She and her husband Zhang Bao are not locals, they moved here from far away.

Her husband, Zhang Bao, is a carpenter. With his industrious and dexterous hands and his simple and honest personality, he soon gained a foothold in the local area and was accepted by the villagers as a local.

No one knew that the particularly promising eldest son of the Zhang family was not Zhang Bao's own.

Zhang Song's mother, Zhang Lihua, was 17 years old when she was unmarried and had a child first. This was a major disaster at that time.

She is a flower in the local area, and the young guys in the surrounding villages have their eyes on her. She showed her pregnancy very early, and she couldn't bear it in a few months, and everyone in the surrounding villages knew about it.

The family thought she was ashamed, so they locked her up, beat and scolded her, and denied her food. She still refused to reveal who the child belonged to.In the end, even the village cadres stepped in, saying that she was young and ignorant in terms of organization, and was willing to make decisions for her, as long as she told who the child belonged to.

Zhang Lihua always gritted her teeth.

Finally, Zhang Bao from the same village came back from work in other places, and went to Zhang Lihua's house by himself, saying that the child belonged to him.

Who would believe it?A flower in the village secretly sleeping with ugly and naive Zhang Bao whose parents died young?But who can do it?One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

It was too late to buy a complete set of new furniture, so Zhang Bao just bought a set of tables and chairs himself.He also arranged the new house himself. Every night, a big man cuts the characters of “Xi” under the oil lamp. His skillful hands cut the characters more delicately than those old women in the village. Two magpies landed on each character of “Happy”, or swam around. Two mandarin ducks.

He married Zhang Lihua back home, and Zhang Lihua gave birth to a big fat boy, a newborn baby with such a small face, his eyes were bigger than Zhang Bao's, and the bridge of his nose was also straighter than Zhang Bao's.

Zhang Bao was overjoyed with such a son in his arms, not feeling ashamed at all, and used a small wooden stool as a temptation to invite the villagers to attend his son's hundred-day banquet.

All the folks who still lacked a small wooden stool at home came and sent a lot of sugar, eggs and old clothes.

One of the most expensive gifts was a camera from an educated youth sent to the countryside.

Educated youths have the faces of urbanites and the eyes of scholars.When he first came to the countryside, he often wandered around the fields with this camera, taking pictures of the fields, villagers and village women, so many local roe deer, including Zhang Bao, have seen this high-end and exquisite gadget.

The educated youth secretly handed the camera to him, and whispered to him, "Put it away and give it to the children later."

Zhang Bao felt hatred for the first time, thinking that since he wanted to hide it, why didn't he hide it thoroughly?I have to tell myself on such a happy day.

The educated youth was also stunned, he didn't know that Zhang Bao married his woman without knowing anything, and recognized his son without knowing anything.

The honest man Zhang Bao got angry for the first time. When his son was three months old and ready to see the wind, he ignored his wife's objection and left his hometown with his wife and children and valuable belongings.

It's just that his toughness was only half. After walking more than ten miles, Zhang Lihua, who was sitting on the flatbed, asked him to stop.

Zhang Bao also saw the man, standing on the top of the slope in the distance, his face was not clear and the ground was facing here.

He stopped without saying anything.His woman got out of the car, held the child, and stood quietly, looking at the man from afar.

Zhang Lihua suddenly turned her head and glanced at him, her tear-wet eyes were full of pleading.

The tough part of Zhang Bao made him reject his wife's gaze, and the other part was weak and made him pick up the child and walk towards the man in the city.

"Let's take another look. We won't come back." The ugly and naive Zhang Bao handed the beautiful doll to his equally beautiful father.

The educated youth clumsily and carefully hugged his own flesh and blood, and the rain fell from his beautiful eyes.

Zhang Bao also cried, with two clear tears left in his cloudy eyes from countless mortise and tenon joints, and he choked up stupidly and said, "Or, I'll give them back to you."

The educated youth looked at him in shock, his hands and feet were stiff.

In the end, he returned the child to the honest carpenter in pain, took out a gold-plated pen from his arms, and begged him earnestly: "Please take good care of them."

The rules have long been clear that if you get married locally, you will never be able to return to the city.

Zhang Bao returned to his wife with the child in his arms, gave her the child and the pen, and said only one sentence: "He gave it to the child, and said that the child will study hard in the future, go to university in the future, go to the city, and never have to eat farmers." suffering."

Because of this sentence, Zhang Lihua made Zhang Song into an urbanite who went to a big city to study.

Zhang Song, who has the face of a scholar in the city and the eyes of a wild man in the wild, returned home on vacation and brought gifts to his parents and a pair of younger brothers and sisters.

He was a promising man, and he was able to make money before he graduated.

After distributing the gifts, he secretly stuffed some money into Zhang Bao, but he didn't dare to give more, because Zhang Bao would give it to Zhang Lihua if he gave too much.

"Father, get yourself some good wine." After speaking, he stuffed two packs of cigarettes into his father's arms, which he bought from a big city.

Zhang Lihua also whispered to her son.

She dragged Zhang Song to the empty kitchen, and asked in a low voice under the cover of the crackling stove, "Have you heard about your father?"

Zhang Song shook his head expressionlessly.

He has no father, he only has an honest and honest father who is a carpenter.

"Stop." Wang Xu shouted from behind the monitor.

Feng Si and Shen Ge looked at him together, hoping that his next word would be "Guo".

The last shot of shaking the head has been taken a lot.

Wang Xu stared at the monitor, frowned and thought seriously, before saying after a while: "Adjust it, try another one."

Feng Si gave Shen Ge a reproachful look.She wears Zhang Lihua's attire, from hair to toes, it is not her own, only the eyes are.

Zhang Lihua's eyes are soft on the outside but strong on the inside, supporting her love at the age of 17.

Feng Si's eyes didn't have any bones, they were completely soft, twisting and twisting like they could wrap around a soul.

Shen Ge's heart moved, and from the soft eyes, he recalled Ling Jiale's rolled eyes at him, and suddenly found that Feng Si's eyes were so similar to Ling Jiale's - even though one of them had round eyes and the other had long eyes , one is a woman and the other is a man.

He looked at Feng Si's eyes, compared them secretly in his heart, and finally came to the conclusion: Ling Jiale's eyes are more beautiful, the black and white clarity, and the winding corners of the eyes are all very beautiful, although... ...Although... Shen Ge concluded in his heart a little embarrassedly, although Ling Jiale's eyes are cleaner, not as...sexy as Feng Si.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Feng Si looked at him with a half-smile, completely unaware that she was throwing her winking eyes at a gay guy.

The homosexual Shen Ge has a cleverness that Ling Jiale praised to the sky, but he is completely useless when it comes to flirting with men and women.

The two have their own thoughts, but they can still talk together.

Shen Ge showed a little shyness as Feng Si expected, smiled lightly, and replied: "It's nothing..."