grandfather's daughter-in-law

That was my first day in the troupe, and I knew that the play that made me cry was called "Luotong Sweeping the North", and this kind of play was called Gezai Opera.After that day, I knew that the name of the theater troupe was Minyue Society, which was founded by Ding Yongchang, the troupe leader.It took him more than 20 years to grow from an apprentice in a theater troupe to today's troupe leader with dozens of actors. The hardships involved cannot be explained clearly in a few words.His wife, Wang Yugui, is his first wife, and follows him all the way through wind and rain.

Later I gradually heard that the class leader had three sons.The eldest son, Ding Jianjun, was adopted by the troupe owner when he was young, performing on stage. He was adopted in a village in Tainan. Both of his parents died, and the only relative entrusted him to the troupe leader.I have been traveling with the troupe in the early days, and made great contributions to the development of the troupe. It is better to be born with the troupe master than to be born with the troupe.A few years ago, he married Huadan Xu Hong in the troupe, the woman who played the role of Princess Tulu, and started a small family, but he still has nothing to do.The couple are now the pillars of the theater troupe, one is Xiaosheng and the other is Huadan.

The second son, Ding Jianguo, is said to be the most important son of the head of the group, but most of the men's feelings are deep and introverted, and they are not easy to express.The troupe owner wholeheartedly wanted to entrust the troupe to Ding Jianguo, but Ding Jianguo's ambition was not here. He said that the troupe was a backward and pedantic way. After serving military service in Tainan, he embarked on the road of doing business.His career is still in its infancy, and he has no time to visit the troupe often.

The third son, Ding Jianye, was clever and naughty since he was a child. He didn't like restraint, and he didn't like the tedious life of the campus. He also had a strong acting ability, and the class leader followed his wish.It is said that he was a very good baby boy when he was a child, and now he is a second-line student in the theater troupe, and occasionally plays a clown.

When I learned about this from the mouths of those young Huadans, the theater troupe had already moved from camp to village, and was once again crossing towns and villages.Ding Yongchang asked about my family and what happened that night, and I just said that I was an orphan, so I lied casually to cover it up.Of course, that lie was not clever at all, and it couldn't deceive Ding Yongchang, his sharp eyes were like a falcon, but he didn't expose me, nor did he hint that I wanted to leave, so I survived in the troupe.

The troupe stays in one place for a very short time, generally no more than half a month if no special invitation is received.The schedule of the program is very full. After the flag was hung on the first day, the continuous performance began on the second day. Basically, there are two performances a day, and sometimes there will be repeated performances.If the repertoire is over and the troupe has not found the next performing town, it will be delayed for a few days, but in general, the troupe will not stay in one place for more than a month, so all the equipment of the troupe is very simple and crude.Someone once joked that we are "nomads on trucks".

A big truck took us through the countryside and town, carrying all our sorrows and joys.In a bustling town, the organizer will rent a theater for the performance. The conditions are good, the place is spacious, and the package is generous. After the performance, you can stay in the town for a day or two.This is called our "happy hour".Those with families can send the saved money home to show their filial piety, and those without families can find a place to buy one or two beautiful clothes to comfort themselves.If we go to a remote town to perform, we will naturally go all out.In most cases, a simple stage is set up at the entrance of the temple in the town. After the performance, the wooden boards are removed and used as a bed.For husband and wife, a few wooden boards will be used to form a box in a remote place for sound insulation and visual isolation.Cha in the class jokingly called it "the private space of husband and wife file".Single Cha Mou Lang and Cha Pu Lang are either surrounded by a group, or separated by themselves, depending on preference, provided that there are extra planks.

The life of the troupe is very difficult, and the performance is not good from the silver package.The strange thing is that people are still talking and laughing, performing every day's performance with [-]% enthusiasm. Sometimes I even feel that the enthusiasm is full of despair and tragedy, because no one knows where tomorrow will be. Where is the next stop, I don’t know if there is a chance to continue singing tomorrow, but there is no better way, just like the sun will always set, and when we can do it, we just sing the song to our heart’s content under the sunset.

Ding Yongchang is always busy, and I hardly see him again after that day.He was always riding around town on that beat-up motorcycle, looking for gigs.When you are lucky, you may receive invitations from Linzhen, and some people even come here to attract you; when you are unlucky, you may have to find Tainan all the way from Taipei, but you may not be invited.That day, he just went out to find a show and rescued me on the side of the road.

The wound on the corner of my eye and the cut on the palm of my hand caused me to lose a lot of blood, and I looked thin and weak. After resting for a long time, my body recovered a little, and I started to help the theater troupe with the sundries.The stitches at the corners of my eyes were not found in time, so I removed them myself, but at that time the granulation had grown together with the stitches. After the stitches were removed, the scars were ugly and ugly, and became permanent scars on my face.

My jobs in the theater troupe were all simple labor tasks, such as organizing props and costumes, and helping in the kitchen.The masters of the theater troupe have very high requirements for accepting students. They must be young, in good shape, malleable, savvy, and talented in acting.At that time, I was nearly 16 years old, and I was already considered an advanced age for apprenticeship. In addition, my chest was flat, my face was yellow and thin, and I couldn't really call it a plastic body.That’s okay, I’m also very content with this kind of life, carefree, unrestrained, without desires and demands, with three meals and enough food and clothing, and living a relaxed life.Everything in the past seemed to have completely ended on the other side of the darkness on that stormy night.

It’s just that sometimes when I lie in that small cubicle, looking at the stars, smelling the faint and bitter smell of wormwood, I occasionally think of my mother, and think of her pale face, eyes full of emptiness, and her trembling lips. Lost color like two thin sheets of pulp paper.I don’t know if she is often troubled by nightmares like me. I don’t know if she often thinks about that night. Will she look for me in despair while scolding me for treason like those women? Can't eat.There is also Jiang Caiwei, and my first love that I don't know if it is my first love. I don't know if she will be with that little boy in the end.When I think about it, I can't help but giggle. All the happy and unhappy past events passed silently in the summer that I thought would never pass.

At that time, Xiao Huang always sat quietly beside my bed without saying a word.Later, I found a piece of rag to help it bind up the wound, but after all, a piece of flesh was gouged out, and it bumped along with us all the way. After the wound gradually healed, its walking posture was still a bit awkward.Its hair was dry and fluffy after I washed it, and it didn't look so thin, and there was no weird smell on its body. The troupe people treated it much better, and sometimes teased it.But a dog is the most grateful creature, no matter how good others treat it, it still lives at the foot of my bed every night.

If there is anything unsatisfactory about this kind of life, it is probably the bathroom.The bathroom of the theater troupe is made by erecting a few wooden boards randomly on the open space, which is basically open to the air.This is nothing at all, no one has ever expected too much luxurious equipment, and no one finds it hard, everyone is used to it, as if they have accepted such a fate from birth, and the only person who feels uncomfortable is me.In the past, the fullness that constantly bewitched my mind, and the suspenders that aroused my endless thoughts suddenly had the opportunity to be unreservedly displayed in front of me, and I was overwhelmed by this sudden visual impact.So I had no choice but to help clean up the tableware, costumes, and props every night, but no matter how hard I tried, there were always one or two people sharing.In that narrow space, with a distance of less than one meter, even the fine hairs on each other's bodies could be clearly seen. Crystal drops of water flowed down from their beautiful collarbones along the concave and convex curves, and merged into a thin stream on their chests. Flows to the forest below.The firm Jiaorui is trembling like a jade rabbit, lurking on her chest with her unpicked pink and juicy.This magnificent and pleasant scenery reminds me of my past, my preferences, my longing and my despair every day, and I think I will never be able to escape in my lifetime.The wheel of fate turned when I burned that book, and from then on I can only and will live forever in the darkness with no sun.My love and I will never see the light.