Clam Pearl

After hearing Jinyu's explanation, Gu Zhao couldn't laugh or cry, and for a long time, Gu Maobing took the reality as a drama, and he couldn't blame him for thinking it was a bit weird.

While shaking his head with a smile on his face, Gu Zhaojue was taken aback, looked up, and saw his big pancake nephew, staring at him with eyes full of little stars, he didn't dare to come over, so he bit his nails, he was in love and wanted to be close Looking at it, he was afraid of his little uncle's tricks, so he just wanted to crawl over, hug him and kiss him, so as to relieve his admiration.

Gu Zhao was startled, and stepped back: "What is he going to do?"

Gu Jinyu patted his forehead: "Little uncle doesn't know. Since he knew that uncle was telling the story of A Chinese Ghost Story, he has been like this. I'm afraid my sister will be behind you now."

But it turned out that it was because of this, Gu Zhao laughed, but it was normal, if placed in the modern world, Gu Maobing was just a literary youth with a strong pursuit of art, ideals, and perseverance.It's a pity that he was born in the wrong time and cast the wrong placenta, so he loves again and again, and now he can only restrain himself.

Ignoring Gu Maobing's eyes of hate and love, Gu Zhao only told Jin Yu some things about the Qian family. When talking about Qian Shuo's attitude, Jin Yu was even more ashamed. After receiving the kindness of the Zong family and respecting and loving herself, she has a lot more hope for this hard-won marriage.

During this period, Gu Maobing listened very carefully, and the few people chatted and laughed until they dispersed after dinner. This night, Gu Maobing quietly took people out, and went around the city to inquire about Qian Shuojia's character , he had to go home very late, but when he came back, he let go of a lot of uneasiness, and hid in his sister's room in the first chapter, gossiping a lot, all the way to Jinyu's close wife With some complaints, I reluctantly left.

In a blink of an eye, there was no dream all night, the rooster crowed three times, the suona outside the house ticked, spectators crowded in, children laughed and laughed, and the old men in the city sang praises.

Gu Jinyu, who was dressed up, looked at the pink face in the mirror, and she remembered that when she was about to leave, her grandmother Gao's family sent her three thousand coins as a dowry, and her uncle threw the money out through the gate. Scolding the Gao family made the Gao family cover their faces and leave. It is really a sinful debt. My mother, because of her improper behavior for a while, killed all the daughters of the Gao family.

I originally thought that I would go like this for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that Liu Yinhuaming, my uncles and uncles were always thinking of herself. She used to hate herself for being the daughter of the Gu family, but now she is really proud of this surname. What is proud of her is that she now has There is support, but there is also sadness. The sad thing is that when she went to the countryside and said through the door of her mother's house that she was going to get married, her mother shouted inside, how much dowry did the Qian family give, and if you give less, it must not be because they value you , but because of the appearance of the Gu family.

This sentence wiped out the last thought in Jinyu's mind, she thought she would never come again in this life.

When I went out, I kowtowed to my uncle, aunt, brother, and sister-in-law, but my aunt pulled her aside and instructed her.

"Jinyu, you are leaving home today. My aunt wants to tell you some things. My mother originally told me these words when she went out. At that time, my aunt was stupid and felt that what my mother said was wrong. That book is average, it is only right for me to pay a lot of love and take a heart.

However, the love in this world is the most important thing that cannot be valued. If you go to the rich, the sky is high and the road is far away. If you feel that you have a good dowry, you will look down on your husband, and talk about your mother’s family every day. In this life, you must remember that no matter how much you pay for your husband, you can’t talk about it. You have to be silent. Wait, carefully and skillfully ask him to accept your love is the best strategy for Hehemeimei.

Although you are here to rely on your husband and son-in-law, you have to remember that the biggest backer of the Gu family is yourself, and the Gu family does not have such a sad and complaining girl.The most important thing is that you have to remember for the rest of your life that apart from respecting your husband and son-in-law, the most important thing is that you treat him as your younger brother. "

Jinyu choked up speechless, with tears streaming down her face: "Nowadays, I have caused my aunt to take care of me. I don't know what kind of good deed I have done to make such a fortune."

Auntie touched her cheek pityingly and said: "You can be a girl of the Gu family, which is a great fortune and a great fate! You remember, from now on, whether you are rich or poor, if you have a daughter in the future, you will also be like this." As I told you, treat him as your younger brother for the rest of your life, love him, coax him, love him, spoil him, think of him like a sister in every way, and don't ignore him because of his childishness. If you want to treat him as a child, just smile and let him go. If he made a mistake, you can only treat him as young and ignorant, so that you can live comfortably. This world has many restraints on women, only this Only in this way can you live a happy life..."

Just as we were talking that day, my uncle came from the outside room and looked at my aunt with tears in his eyes, his eyes were full of respect, love and guilt.

The aunt originally said that to herself, and she also deliberately said it to her uncle after finding an opportunity. I am afraid that after that, the uncle will never have another woman in his heart. The aunt has true feelings, but at this moment It's really consummated, and I look forward to this life, because I was young and had many twists and turns, and I can go to consummation from now on.

A piece of dragon and phoenix hijab was slowly covered on the head and hair accessories inlaid with peony flowers and treasures in the Golden Chamber. Through the curtain, Jinyu looked at Gu Maobing who was squatting on the ground. She wanted to cry but was afraid of taking off her makeup.

She could only ask in a low voice, full of unease, and said for herself and Xiao Bing: "Xiao Bing, my sister is married now, and can no longer take care of you. After leaving this door, she will be the wife of the Qian family. If you want good."

Gu Maobing wanted to cry, but now that he was Chi Lianxia, ​​he couldn't cry, he could only say: "Well, sister, don't worry, my younger brother will protect you from now on. If Mr. Qian Lang wrongs you, I will come to pick you up."

He walked out step by step with his sister on his back, wishing that the road would be longer.

"Xiao Bing, you are the son of the Gu family, and you must not spoil your father's name in the future."

"kindness."

"Xiao Bing, you have to take good care of yourself and listen to Uncle Seven."

"kindness."

"Xiao Bing wants to show filial piety to Uncle Seven on behalf of her sister."

"kindness."

"Xiao Bing, from now on, I want to be the bravest and bravest man in the world."

"kindness."

"Little Bing..."

The siblings questioned and answered each other, reluctant to part with each other. Finally, the elder sister was delivered to Xi Niang, who carried her elder sister out of the courtyard again. Gu Maobing was trembling all over, and he heard the sound of her sister crying for marriage.

Gu Zhaoyi took his hand and said, "Don't cry."

Gu Maobing nodded: "Uncle, I know, I don't cry! I don't cry! If I cry, I will be underestimated, and my sister will be bullied."

"Yes, you can't cry."

"Uncle Qi, what should I do, the tears flowed out by themselves..."

"This can be."

"Um……"

Hey, finally, amidst the sound of congratulations, Gu Jinyu was carried away and married off with her good dowry that had been passed down by Ren Fu County for at least ten years.

This night, the people watching the ceremony witnessed Gu Jinyu's unexpected beauty and gentleness. The good fortune Qian said really made people jealous and resentful!Otherwise, a late meal is a good meal.

Not to mention Jinyu's happy married life, but only to say that Gu Maobing was waiting for everyone to leave, the yard was cleaned up, and the one who was holding Gu Zhao and crying was out of breath, and the tears were washed away by his seventh uncle. It was not until his seventh uncle threatened him and threw him into the lotus pond that he stopped crying, and changed to silently pointing at the orchid, weeping until dawn.

On the second day, the uncle and nephew stayed together in the yard, thinking of Jinyu, worried, and embarrassed to say, they stared blankly at each other for a while, but it was Gu Maobing who started the conversation.

"Uncle..."

"Hmm..." Gu Zhao was a little lazy.

Gu Maobing twisted the veil, bit his lips and said: "Then... that Xiaoqian, after being reincarnated, will she be happy with that minister-hunter in the next life?"

Gu Zhao shook his head: "No, if everyone is happy, the story would not be so beautiful."

Gu Maobing stroked his palms and clapped his hands in praise: "It's the truth. Today, all the stories are beautiful couples on a good day. The flowers are beautiful and the moon is full, and the marriage is made in heaven. There are so many beautiful things in the world. I feel that this chapter that the little uncle said , couldn't be better, whether it's a call of love, a call of righteousness, or a beautiful lady, it's just right, but there are many changes and unsatisfactory things in the market.

Now in Beijing, there are three talented and handsome gentlemen, Na Yanhe, Xiuzhi, and Duanheng, who wrote lyrics and Fu for this book, and even Naqiu composed music for this book. This book is now a big hit in Shangjing. But even so, my nephew had some ideas in his heart. "

Gu Zhao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't really care about this, as long as the cake didn't shed tears on him, he would burn incense.

"Oh, tell me?" Gu Zhao teased him.

Gu Maobing stood up very excitedly, and jumped up and down in the yard twice, so playful, it made his Seventh Uncle goosebumps all over his body.

"Seventh Uncle, these are my nephew's foolish opinions. If there is anything wrong, don't blame Seventh Uncle. Everyone in Naqiu is a famous composer. The poems written by Nayan and Xianggong are not sung in that workshop in Beijing. , what is my nephew? Hey!"

Gu Zhao was depressed: "Please, just say it!"

Gu Maobing calmed down, and then said: "Let's talk about the four characters of A Chinese Ghost Story first, that is, Mr. Lianxia, ​​Mr. Caichen, Mrs. Qian, and grandma. These four people, one It's the unrestrained and unrestrained knight-errant, the one is the scholar who is full of poetry and books but has no ambitions, the other is the poor girl who is full of tenderness and has no bosom friend, and finally even the grandma is also pitiful."

"Hey...then how pitiful is grandma?"

"Uncle doesn't know, that grandma originally had great skills and loved the pretty man, but she is neither beautiful nor talented, and she can't even play the pipa, so she had to find a group of sexy ghosts to meet her every day. Thinking about it, it is pitiful and hateful, if there is a good man who loves her dearly, she will not be like that, uncle said, but this reason?"

Gu Zhao laughed out loud, and gasped for breath after beating the case with a few laughs: "It's okay, it's okay! Menopause will come early without the rain and dew, that's right, you continue to talk."

"Let's talk about that first, it's my favorite, Chi Lianxia, ​​Lianxia Lang, my Lianxia Lang, is the most affectionate and kind man in the world. He has good skills and a pair of good eyesight to see the black and white of the world, but the few lyrics and music in Beijing are full of sorrow and sadness, which is not right."

Gu Zhao couldn't help sitting up, and smiled at him: "Go on."

Being able to talk to Xiao Qishu like this, and being able to be admired so much, Gu Maobing beat a small drum in his heart, and he continued with a steady mind: "My Lord Lianxia originally came from the Jianghu, and he also has the ability to kill demons." How can the great ability of exorcising demons be as sad and complaining as in the lyrics of the new book now, and the mouth is full of words, this is not right.

Uncle knows that in the world, rats have their own ways, and birds have their own way. When Mr. Lianxia opened his mouth, it must be a school of martial arts. I don’t know Fang Qing, my grandson is a fool, I send my son in a handwritten letter, is Jiao Lao... that’s an ass hole... giggling..."

The more Gu Maobing talked, the happier he was, so he stopped looking at his little uncle's already distorted expression, and continued to break up there: "Then Lian Xialang should look like a quack, and the libretto should use double tones, Nan Zhiqing, Qing Jiang Yincai is the style of Lianxia Langjun who should sing, read and play. He has to ride a five-flowered horse like a waist, and hide the elegance with flowers and wine. That kind of demeanor is the most chic posture in the world.

Although the tune made by your friend is euphemistic, the meaning, interest, shape, and color are inferior. If I were my nephew, I wouldn't write like that. "

After Gu Maobing finished speaking, he looked at his little uncle, why did the little uncle look at him with staring eyes?

"Little Seventh Uncle?"

"Oh, well, cough... Well, you continue to talk, what else?"

"Your story is good, but it can't be rehearsed like that. The story is more suitable for Jianghu's wild sayings. To put it bluntly, it's best to have fewer lyrics and more words. You need to add a few folds like those in ancient books. The fighting scenes of the generals, this is so refreshing, the narration needs to have more interesting passages, the introduction on the tune card, the rushing song, must be well laid out, the first step of the story is very important In my nephew's opinion, wouldn't it be a waste of my uncle's good book to read it like a normal book?"

Gu Maobing stood up, raised his posture, and took advantage of the situation to become a different person, and Gu Zhao could immediately tell from his expression that this was Ning Caichen.

"...Looking at the desolate suburbs, the land is barren, and we need to use plum blossoms here, oops...the green hillside, the dry temple next to the temple, I don't know where to stay, I feel sad and weep for no reason, and I ask if anyone at the spring is still listening?"

Gu Maobing turned around and explained: "The Caichen Lord should be soft-hearted. He would feel the same when he saw the deserted tomb, and he would have sympathy. Otherwise, how could Miss Qian fall in love with him?"

Gu Zhao nodded repeatedly.

"The last twist was that the evil person had a bad retribution. Everything should have been perfect, but that Qiannv Niang Niang had to be reincarnated. Now she is full of heartache, and she is inseparable from that minister. At this moment, my little uncle and his friend But it’s not appropriate to use Yan Guosha, here, if it’s my nephew, here, I will use the weakest front accent.”

After all, Gu Maobing stretched out his hand and grabbed it a few times in the air. He couldn't grasp it, couldn't get it, couldn't get it, couldn't bear it, couldn't give it up. Don't tie the red rope, the deserted temple meets the true love, sigh... The magpie bridge is not erected, the Milky Way is shadowed, and the Vega star hangs in the sky from now on, only complaining about going back now, Huangquan Road has endless hatred, desolate and desolate, only the slave body is left, alas, Cai Chenlang... ...Branches with dead leaves, withered and red, full of alienation, fear of lovesickness, blood and tears in the eyes, like plum blossoms...white snow...without trace..."

"Good! Good!" Gu Zhao stood up, clapped his hands vigorously for a while, walked over, put his arms around his nephew's neck, and drew him closer. Head, if this is modern, then it is more famous than some famous actor. This is a born artist. Really, he should receive a national subsidy, be loved and worshiped by the people of the whole country, and be on the Golden Channel every Friday. Please can’t invite him National treasure-level national artist.

Hey, what a pity, he was born in the wrong time, place, and wrong reincarnation, but... it is destined, it is destined, there is such a person in the Gu family, and there must be such a person in the Gu family, a person who can write books from birth , who can compose music and tell stories.

"Uncle?" Gu Maobing was overwhelmed by flattery, thinking that Gu Zhao was coming in the opposite direction, he closed his eyes and stood up, he was beaten quite a lot anyway, he had enough drama today, and said what he wanted to say, the little uncle wanted to punish him, Follow him too.

"Oh, little pancake, like this, you go back and write the story of a Chinese ghost story you want to my little uncle once. Let me see, if it's really good, uncle will go back and invite a big team, no! Let's buy one From now on, the team will only be in charge of you, how about performing the play you wrote and changing?"

Gu Maobing was startled, trembling all over with shock, turned upside down with joy, the corners of his mouth trembling and said: "Really? Uncle's words are serious? Uncle, Xiao Bing's father is gone, and no one is in charge. Now my sister is married, uncle Even if they bully me, no one cares about me."

Gu Zhao slapped him: "Don't threaten me with the marriage of your father and mother, uncle is the most disgusting thing, go write it, go!"

Seeing his uncle's affirmation, Gu Maobing found the petals of a flower in his heart like spring, he turned around and ran a few steps, looking back at his uncle standing under the banyan tree in the yard, this time he didn't kowtow or show his face Feminine, he bowed to his uncle properly, and after bowing, he shouted while running.

"Grind the ink for the grandfather, prepare the sprinkled gold paper for the grandfather, and the grandfather will make a fuss!"

Carefully spat out a field of melon seeds, and said to Fu Ji who was reading next to him, "Don't believe it, our lords are lying when they say they are making a fuss." Write it, but I can’t write it, ah ha ha ha!!!!!!”