Republic of China drama

The Xiang family temporarily set up a stage as a venue for the concert. Just after lunch, Jiang Wanwan took a car to find Tan Shuyi.

She was dressed plainly, and she went to Tan Shuyi first, just as Tan Shuyi's disciple, and then went to Xiang's house, which seemed to be a bit of a disguise.

In today's hall, apart from Beijing opera, there will also be Kunqu opera juggling and so on. Several famous opera actors came backstage early to prepare for makeup.

"You stay here," Tan Shuyi asked someone to move a chair for Jiang Wanwan, "If you want to listen to the play, just find a corner and watch it, don't go out."

"Yes, Mr. Tan." Afraid of talking too much and causing trouble, Jiang Wanwan was extremely well-behaved today.

After finishing the oil paint, the hair comber took a long bandage to raise Tan Shuyi's eyebrows. His hands were steady, not too tight, but also looked lively. The makeup steps were familiar by heart.

From the looks of it, he knew that he would not be able to practice this kind of kung fu in more than ten years.

Jiang Wanwan looked at it silently, and even gestured with her hands, where to close it, where to draw it, how to create a living person visually...

This is all knowledge.

The play starts at noon, and I will appear on stage after you sing.

On occasions like this, each family competed for the best, and they all sang with their best, which made the audience laugh.

Jiang Wanwan really found a corner to listen to the play, close to the backstage, and with a good viewing angle, not only the performers on the stage, but also the people off the stage.

It's just that when she looked at it, her mind became confused.

There were quite a few men in military uniforms and fancy-dressed women around the stage, but Jiang Wanwan had sharp eyes, and she caught sight of the most captivating one at a glance.

Today's Miss Gu San is the third lady in the social arena, wearing a red dress, with the same set of hypocrisy and smiley faces.

Not far from Lu Qingying was Xiang Xing, and the two exchanged glances, even if there were a few people separated, it was as if there were only two of them in the world.

Jiang Wanwan regained consciousness in a trance, and found that one side of the cloth was wrinkled by her, stained with sweat, and the color changed a little.

There was a sudden pain in her heart, and she couldn't listen to a single line of the play, like a person walking lightly on a cliff, suddenly gaining weight and falling heavily.

This feeling is really sad.

……

Although he was not born to the same mother, he could still recognize that Xiang Yuan's eyebrows were somewhat similar to his younger brother Xiang Xing's.

But Xiang Yuan looked even sharper, with thin lips and a ruthless appearance.

Holding Man Yue's son in his arms, Xiang Yuan first greeted relatives and friends, and finally came to Lu Qingying's side.

He greeted Xiang Xing, and when he saw Gu Qingying, he smiled on the surface and said: "Sisters and sisters, welcome at a distance."

The relationship between Xiang Xing and his brother Xiang Yuan was once rigid, but after intimidating the old man, it eased up on the surface, and his tone was still veiled.

"Where is it?" Lu Qingying said with a smile, "Today is a happy day. I saw that the second son is white and fat. When he grows up, he will definitely be a pillar."

"Children are interesting, so we can't just watch them." Xiang Yuan said with a smile, "When my younger brother and younger siblings get married, we should have one as soon as possible."

There was a roar of laughter from below.

"It's not in a hurry." Lu Qingying held back the nausea in her throat, and made a shy look.It was not the first time she had heard such a joke, and it was not that she couldn't bear it. She was not disgusted with children, but now she was completely indifferent to men.

She turned her head and ordered: "Lvxiu, give the other red envelope I prepared to the second young master."

Four or two thousand pounds.

green sleeves...

Xiang Yuan didn't pay attention all the time. When he heard the name and saw her for the first time, his complexion changed obviously. It was only for a moment, and he was in a perfect hospitality posture again: "Then, thank you brother and sister."

He took the wrapped red envelope, no longer entangled with Gu Qingying, and went to greet other guests.

Xiang Xing's expression also changed. He looked at the green sleeves who were standing beside Lu Qingying, and hesitated to speak.

The church will sing from twelve o'clock until midnight, and dignitaries come in batches, the melon seeds on the ground are cleaned several times, and snacks and cakes are served for a round.

Lu Qingying managed to stay up until nightfall before leaving.

Jiang Wanwan first drove back to Gu's residence, and then Gu Qingying arrived.

After a day of exhaustion, when I returned to Gu's house, it was instantly silent, and the empty night seemed a bit desolate in comparison.

The maid came over with the food, but Gu Qingying rarely stayed behind and ate with Jiang Wanwan at the same round table.

It was too quiet, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding, and the cries of crickets outside echoed.

Jiang Wanwan buried her head in her meal, for almost the first time, she didn't speak or make a sound.

The food was neither salty nor bland, which was to suit her taste, but after tasting it this time, it was tasteless.

"What's wrong?" After eating half full, Gu Qingying wiped the corners of her lips, washed her hands, and asked the girl.

"No, it's nothing." Jiang Wanwan's voice returned to normal, and it wasn't that difficult to forcefully communicate.

Lu Qingying didn't ask any more questions.

After the maid took away the food, Miss San randomly picked a book from the cabinet and sat down on the bed where Jiang Wanwan was sleeping to read.

Even so, the girl still didn't say a word, she sat on the sofa and looked at Lu Qingying.

Lu Qingying put down the book, raised her eyes, and finally said: "Xiangjia invited famous opera troupes to sing, you are backstage today, did you listen carefully?"

It's okay not to mention it, but Jiang Wanwan felt even more guilty when it was mentioned.

After listening for an hour at most, her eyes remained fixed on Miss San, as if she had some magical power, and she never left.

What she sang, she listened to it as a fleeting image.

Seeing that she still didn't answer, Lu Qingying became more and more disappointed, and asked: "But someone bullied you? Just say it, and I will teach him for you."

The tip of Jiang Wanwan's nose soured, and tears almost fell out.

Lu Qingying couldn't see anyone crying. The two of them went back to the night. She turned the girl over. She knew that the girl was going to cry, but she didn't want to see people cry. Later, in the courtyard, when the girl was forced to sing in an opera, she shed tears. No, for the first time to coax people.

"Why are you crying again?" Lu Qingying said helplessly, "Xiaohuamao, are you going to cry like Lin Daiyu?"

Tears fell, Jiang Wanwan quickly wiped them with the back of her hand: "No..."

She is just sad.

Sad Miss San, there is no possibility of falling in love with her in this life.

Lu Qingying finally said: "Say it, I promise to solve it for you, if you don't tell me, then I won't ask again."

solve?

How to solve it?

It was too dark to see Miss San's eyes clearly.Jiang Wanwan tentatively found such an excuse to come over and muttered: "I just saw the second young master... His face is like a jade, and I heard the passing maid said that you and the second young master are getting married..."

Lu Qingying smiled helplessly: "Who did you listen to?"

"I said it was passing by, I don't know..."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wanwan broke into a cold sweat.Since when did she have the guts to confront Miss San...

Lu Qingying looked calm and calm: "Don't listen to people's rumors, I haven't considered getting married yet. Do you see me talking to him, and you feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Wanwan didn't know how to answer well, subconsciously wanted to bite her lip again.

Lu Qingying stretched out her hand, rubbed the girl's lips with her fingertips, and asked the truth: "Is it?"

At this moment, Jiang Wanwan's eyes and heart were filled with the bright red color of this man.

The third lady looks really good in the red dress, it makes her facial features more prominent, she has a blooming beauty, her skirt is flirtatious and peerless.

This touch of beauty is a red rose, a cinnabar mole, and the blood flowing from the tip of her heart.

Miss San should have looked like this when she got married.But what can be done, for a person like her who is as humble as an ant, I don't know how many tomorrows she can see, and Lu Qingying's marriage has nothing to do with her.

"...Yes." Jiang Wanwan admitted in a strange way.

Lu Qingying was also silent for a moment.

"Wanwan, in Beiping, there are too many helplessness."

She and Xiang Xing were probably set up by Gu Minghe, even though they all knew that Lang had a concubine or not, but at that time Miss San was about to leave the country, Gu Minghe had a premonition and insisted on asking her to find a suitable person to settle down with.

It happened that Xiang Xing came and said that he wanted to cooperate with her.It was simply a marriage contract, and Lu Qingying agreed.

But she didn't know that she would return one day, and she didn't know that this engagement was not easy to withdraw.

Retiring from the Xiang family's marriage would not only damage her reputation, but also end the relationship between the two families.

The Xiang family has deep roots and is as intricate as the Gu family. Gu Qingying dared to provoke her, but even she wasn't sure how to deal with the consequences.

"I understand." Jiang Wanwan said, "Miss San must have a reason for everything she does."

"Huh?" Lu Qingying seemed to be sure but also doubtful, "Now that I understand, why are you crying?"

"I..." Jiang Wanwan looked at her with timid eyes and remained silent.

You clearly know all about it.

"Let me teach you a way." Lu Qingying said, "Don't look at those meaningless things that can't be entangled with results. Look at the good ones. This life is enough to fulfill your wishes."

She is Miss Gu San, and it is absolutely impossible to tell the little green snake frankly.

This is the only way to temporarily deceive the girl and myself.

"Okay." Jiang Wanwan's eyes were foggy and blurry, and she was almost unable to see clearly.Suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around her waist, those hands that could overwhelm clouds and rain, the warm fragrance from Miss San's body was approaching, and it was all over her body.

"I'll give you something good..." Gu Qingying exhaled like blue, "Either?"

Looking at the man with icy muscles and bones in her arms, she shrank obediently beside her, and inexplicably came up with the idea of ​​washing her hands in a golden basin, and then changing her "evil" and returning to righteousness.

I have seen the pureness on the little green snake, no one can compare to her cleanliness.

Some things are just like this, without a reason, Lu Qingying suddenly lost the idea of ​​touching others, she just wanted to use the ground as a prison, to trap the girl by her side, and at the same time tie herself down.

"Um……"

As long as day and night.Jiang Wan thought.

"want……"

I need some traces that are enough for the rest of my life to deceive the long and bitter foretelling.