grandfather's daughter-in-law

The next day, Yu Minxiu started to prepare for the filming. She is really a smart woman, and she thought of learning from Ding Yongchang.They talked in secret all morning, and in the afternoon she locked herself in her room and drew a simple map of the surrounding villages and towns, circled some small villages and towns with closed traffic.According to Ding Yongchang, in cities with highly developed transportation facilities, the probability of performing is extremely low.Because of the convenient transportation, there must be other opera troupes passing by. In a highly developed city, people's cultural needs have gradually tended to TV sets and other new and advanced high-tech products.Only the backward villages and towns may still retain the tradition of Gezai opera performances.Then she set off.

I wanted to accompany her, but she smiled and said that the road to growth is walked alone, this is her responsibility, and she must shoulder it with all her strength.She only brought a small bag.Ding Yongchang's panting old motorcycle is still on hold, but she doesn't know how to ride it. Going to such a small village with closed traffic is another big challenge in terms of time and traffic.Everyone knew that this was a crucial move for the fate of the Gezai Opera Troupe. Almost everyone watched her leave, just like watching someone who is traveling far away for a distant and unrealistic dream.Some people bless and others laugh.

I just practiced day and night to cover up my anxiety.I hate that there is a trace of suspicion in my numb trust, and I hate that I can't convince myself to trust her completely.I hope that she can find an opera and that the opera troupe can persevere.That's our only way out, mine and hers, but I can't trust myself.Xu Hong is still organizing the dance and song performances of Yingying and Yanyan. Everyone's enthusiasm for new things has not passed, and many people still come to watch every day.The hustle and bustle and desolation have become the strongest contrast between reality and heart.On the seventh day, she finally came back in a hurry.

The first words she said when she entered the door were: "I won." Her face was covered with ashes, her clothes were dirty, but she was radiant, clamoring for the victor's bragging rights.

"It's impossible." Xu Hong objected in shock.

She proudly took out a piece of red paper from her pocket, waved it around in front of Xu Hong as if showing off, and said, "I was afraid that you wouldn't believe me, so I asked the boss to write an invitation letter for me. Although it's a bit crude , but black and white, no, red and black are written clearly and plainly. If you don’t believe it, you can take it and read it.”

Xu Hong snatched the paper with a whoosh, checked it hastily, her face was pale.

Ding Yongchang is already a little sick, his cheeks are sunken, his cheekbones are protruding, his eyes are sunken in their sockets, but that doesn't hinder the light of joy in his eyes at all.He asked, "What's going on?"

She was a little shy: "Actually, this time I was really lucky. It just so happened that there was a factory owner in the town who opened a new factory, and he met his old son, his son was full moon, and double happiness came. How could we not celebrate it? He I also gave double the amount of silver." Yu Minxiu hurriedly took out a red envelope from her small bag and handed it to Ding Yongchang, "He was afraid that we would be too far away, so if we didn't go, he gave a part of the deposit first." Victory and return.All the waiting and snubbing paid off twice.Everyone smiled at her victory.Even Ding Jianjun was affected by the atmosphere, with a smile on his face, but because of Xu Hong, he didn't speak.

Ding Jianye flattered: "Second sister-in-law, you are really capable."

Xu Hong folded the invitation letter, handed it back to Yu Minxiu, and said eccentrically, "I didn't expect you to be really capable!"

Yu Minxiu smiled and kept saying "Thank you, thank you".

People who are really capable of doing things never pay attention to other people's lip service.However, this is not the key point. The key point is that if there is no half-bait and a series of tricks, no one will ask for trouble ignorantly.Xu Hong snorted, walked slowly to Wang Yugui's side, swished her throat, and after attracting everyone's attention, she said, "Grandma, there is something I want to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Wang Yugui asked.

"I'm pregnant. I went to see a doctor some time ago. The doctor said that my fetal position was unstable in the first three months of pregnancy, and I was prone to miscarriage. He told me not to do strenuous exercise, and told me to go to the hospital for a review after a while. The time will come in a few days. Our Jianjun wants to accompany me there."

Yu Minxiu was generalized again.Now even if she receives an invitation to perform, Xu Hong takes away a small student with a small role, and Ding Jianye is left with a clown. No matter how powerful a general she is, she can't win a battle without soldiers.She couldn't figure out when she established such a hostile relationship with Xu Hong, was it just because she agreed with Ding Yongchang?

Wang Yugui could tell. She looked at Xu Hong's flat stomach and said, "It's a good thing to be pregnant. How many months?" She was close.

"It's been almost three months, and the doctor said that it's the most dangerous and the most critical right now." Xu Hong didn't buy it.

"It's true to listen to the doctor. You should take a good rest, but the theater troupe is in an extraordinary period. Our performers have always traveled around the world to perform, and they are no more squeamish than those in the city. Look how many times I am pregnant. It's good. You just follow the troupe, and try not to go on stage when someone is taking your place. Do you think this is okay?" She discussed in an almost humble tone.

Xu Hong still didn't buy it: "Mother, you know that Jianjun is not young anymore, and I am not young anymore. This is our first child in so many years, so I have to treat it well no matter what. One less drama, one more. It doesn't matter much, but if the child loses this one, it's hard to guarantee the next one, and I don't know when it will be."

She said her words to the point, a scene is indeed more important than a child, Wang Yugui looked at Yu Minxiu with pity, and didn't know how to refute, but if she continued, it would affect the harmony of the family.

Yu Minxiu took a deep breath, she had already found the play, but she couldn't handle the performance matter even if she had three heads and six arms.She couldn't pass the level of Hokkien.Her eyes scanned everyone one by one, and finally fell on me.I know what she means, but I'm half a bucket of water.At that moment, I regretted the four years I wasted in the troupe.

"Since Ah Hong is pregnant, let her take care of the baby. Let's figure out a solution for the performance." A turbid and vicissitudes of life suddenly penetrated the embarrassing silence.

Everyone looked back, it was Uncle Ming.He was still wearing a battered undershirt and black rubber shoes, but the overall look and feel was different.As for what is different, I really can't tell.He looked at Ding Yongchang sitting on the chair, and called out "Brother Yongchang".I seem to see some flickering light in Ding Yongchang's eyes.

"I used to play clowns too, I hope I haven't forgotten about it. Let Jianye play the raw roles. As for the dan roles," he glanced at me, but didn't specify me, nor did he continue.

Yu Minxiu happily pushed me: "Let Ah Feng play the female role."

I staggered and jumped into people's field of vision, eyes from all directions shot at me.I shrunk my neck unnaturally, and felt so unobstructed for the first time.Those sharp eyes are like sophisticated calculators, quickly calculating and analyzing the possibility of my starring role.My body shape, my posture, my face, my voice, my singing skills.

Yu Minxiu leaned into my ear and whispered: "Believe in yourself, you can do it."

The hot light on her face still hasn't dissipated, as if wearing a special halo.I wish I could be influenced by her, I can.I looked around and no one raised objections.Many female actresses are better than me, but because they are Xu Hong's direct disciples, Xu Hong will not allow them to perform with Yu Minxiu.The opportunity of the protagonist fell on my shoulders by accident.

Xu Hong said coolly: "Since that's the case, I'm relieved. I wish you a successful performance." This turning point made her abort Yu Minxiu's plan in the cradle. Look down on all this with complete indifference.

"Thank you." Yu Minxiu responded symbolically.

"Since the performers are all set, you can discuss the specific matters. The time of the performance, the repertoire, other personnel, etc. If you have any questions, please ask Uncle Ming. He is an old man in this industry." Ding Yongchang told him, and asked Wang Yugui to help him stand up.He looked so tired and so frail.Standing up from the chair, his body leaned forward.His leg was still in a plaster cast, which he never removed, knowing that it would never get better.His eyes were dark and lifeless, and Wang Yugui followed him everywhere, but no one else knew about the brain herniation except the three of us.

"Zhengming, help me watch more." He said.Later I found out that Uncle Ming's name was Hao Zhengming.

"Brother Yongchang, don't worry if you leave it to me, and rest a lot." They completed the grandest handover in the simplest way between brothers.At that moment, I seemed to suddenly understand why Uncle Ming was drunk all the time but Ding Yongchang always trusted him.My eyelids seemed to be suddenly darkened in the face of death.

"Father, rest well, don't worry about us." Yu Minxiu said respectfully.

After Ding Yongchang left, I didn't know that the place where the performance was performed was Belai Town, that little-known town in a corner, my hometown.There is no coincidence without a book, and fate is the most humorous playwright.In the past, there was only one factory in the town, the parts processing factory that carried all the big and small gossip in Belai Town, and there was only one boss, the Japanese who stayed here after taking advantage of the war to make money.I used to think that I would never go back again, and I seldom thought of it again, but the hand of fate once again wiped the dust from my heart unexpectedly.On the river bank where I used to linger all day long, a biography whose name I do not remember is buried.My mother, the woman who gently called me home on the river bank, had a faint scent of apples on her lips.Jiang Caiwei, the girl whose warm time has also turned cold, has gradually emerged from the water of memory.

What Yu Minxiu said later, I don't remember at all.I was going to resign her from the role of the protagonist, but seeing her directing and arranging all kinds of affairs in the sun under the scorching sun, with her wet head sticking to her forehead, she didn't even have time to stop, so I just said It got stuck in my throat again and again.Uncle Ming said that we are driving ducks to the shelves, riding donkeys to find horses, and taking every step counts.I can't bear to let her end up without even a mule.

The day of the show is fast approaching.Yu Minxiu set off with a group of remnants.I think we are truly nomads, traveling through villages and towns, crossing mountains and crossing mountains, traveling from place to place.Our most permanent home is that big truck, which took us through many places in Taiwan.No one finds it hard, because we are people from this class; few people have a family, because the performers have low income and no fixed place, and no one is willing to marry them.Marriage in troupes can only be matched within the troupe, which seems to be a necessity.This is a vicious circle, a reincarnation, like an inherited disease, which cannot be completely cured until one day it becomes terminally ill and dies.

Yu Minxiu was sitting in a big box in the middle of the truck—it was a special place for everyone to take care of her—with her feet on both sides in a very weird posture.The people around were stupefied, this kind of performance was commonplace for them, but Yu Minxiu was very excited.I was sitting directly across from her, and I could really see her overflowing joy.

"Let me sing you a song," she said.The mournful music slowly flowed out of her voice. I seem to have heard that song. A long time ago, when Ding Jianye and I were walking to the cinema one day, it came out of a loudspeaker in a video store. Sung by Feng Feifei, the queen of the hat song heard in the streets and alleys of Taiwan, it is a song of missing lovers.But her low voice sounded like an old woman sitting in front of a small ferry, asking an unknown passerby about her lover who traveled far away many years ago.The blunt knife of the years cuts slowly, blood and tears flow on the old skin but there is no pain.

At the end of the song, only Uncle Ming applauded.Compared with Cai Qin's full-bodied and rich, her voice is actually not suitable for Feng Feifei's song, but others clamored for her to sing another song.She looked at the scenery receding hastily outside the car, shook her head with a smile, and refused to speak again.

The car gradually drove into the coastal road.The midsummer sunset sank blood-red on the edge of the mirror-like sea, and the rays of the sun dyed the ends of the earth, like a fiery red dye falling into the area where the sea and the sky meet. Orange red.As the car gradually drove into the woods, a few lurking egrets could be vaguely seen, like white flowers in bud.On the plain across the river bank, a few children with water jugs were picking and digging in the rubbish, just like in those days.No matter how many years have passed, here is always growing, in the same place, in the same way, inheriting the same fate.After passing this section of the river bend, Belai Town will arrive.

The Japanese man in suits and leather shoes had been waiting for a long time, but he could no longer see traces of the Japanese.A large statue of Mazu, the sea god, was placed at the entrance of the factory, just like the previous large incense burner that was burning high incense.People by the sea believe in Mazu, which means that the sea has nurtured us and given us everything.He has been assimilated by this place.The cutting ceremony has passed, and the next three days and three nights will be our exclusive show.It was a grand event that I had never seen in Beilai Town. When the stars were shining, almost the whole town flocked here.

The show didn't work out as I expected.I guess I ended up not even being a mule.Tears welled up in my eyes, and my steps were erratic.Because in the dark crowd, I saw that man sitting on the seat of the owner's house with a woman on his arm.The woman was completely wrapped up, except for a pair of eyes, which was very eye-catching on this hot midsummer night, and I could tell she was my mother at a glance.He was doubly protective of her because she bore him a child.

Maybe she has forgotten that she still has a child, I think, a new life will eventually replace an old past, people's memory is very limited, maybe one year, maybe four years, history will be forgotten.What people remember is only now, the man next to her who is nearly sixty years old, not the strange pair of men's shoes outside the room.My oil-painted face has long lost the outline of yesterday, the lively music is clamoring for other people's joy, and the simple stage is interpreting other people's stories.

This is a gift and a redemption.Here is the beginning and the end.The woman who smiled and teased the family happiness off the stage was someone else's mother.She had a child once, but died on the way out long ago.Now I only have one concern, her name is Yu Minxiu.That's where my heart rests.

I looked at Yu Minxiu, she was sitting on the edge of the stage, looking up at the performance on stage.Her hair is a little messy and she has a smile on her face.She looked so ordinary, yet so different.My steps are firm.