Mr. Mo smells so good

When Chu Qing came out, he thought he would enter the house after getting off the car. Apart from the overcoat that Mo Yuhui forced him to put on, he didn't have any clothes to resist the cold, and he only wore a pair of suit pants on his legs. He couldn't help shivering from the cold wind.

As if remembering something, he suddenly looked at the legs of the person next to him, wondering if he had a suit of fleece pants inside.

The old man didn't know what he was thinking, it was so cold outside, why did he watch some opera outside, but seeing how respectful Mo Yuhui was to him, he couldn't be rude, so he couldn't help but raise his hand This is a 30-year-old tea cake. I bowed my head and took a sip. It was delicious and warmed my hands.

Maybe it was numb from the cold, after a while he didn't feel how cold it was anymore, but his eyes were attracted by the scene in front of him.

It is snowing all over the sky, the red buildings are flying, the opera is melodious, the eyes of famous actors are downcast, and it is so beautiful that it is not like a scene in the world. He never thought that one day he would appreciate the quintessence of Chinese culture in the snow. At that time, it can be regarded as a romantic affair.

The people on the stage sang not like the babbling and incomprehensible opera in Chu Qing’s impression. cup, slowly he heard the words and sentences in the song clearly

"I'm used to blending joys, sorrows, and joys

How can I sing and wear the words

In troubled times, duckweed endures watching beacon fires burn mountains and rivers

I have not dared to forget my country, even if no one knows me.”

He couldn't help straightening his body slightly, the singing that seemed to be able to penetrate the soul echoed in his mind sentence by sentence.

He finally understood why this opera has been sung for thousands of years since Tang Minghuang opened the Liyuan.

I am humble and dare not forget to worry about the country, even if no one knows me.

Chu Qing couldn't forget this sentence for a long time. A hundred years ago when the country was broken and the mountains were broken and the wind and rain were precarious, if there were not a group of people who dare not forget to worry about the country, I am afraid that they would not have the time to drink tea and listen to the theater today.

"After you sing, I will appear on stage

Don't laugh at Fengyue drama, don't laugh at people's absurdity

I also asked Qinghuang and sang the rise and fall

How can you think when you are ruthless and if you are sentient?"

The famous actress with a beautiful appearance on the stage finally sang the last line, the sound of the instrument gradually disappeared, and the world returned to silence again, but such a shock can never be forgotten for a long time.

For a while, no one spoke, Chu Qing recovered his senses and glanced at the person around him. The person was still holding the teacup in his hand, and it seemed that his posture had not changed from the beginning to the end, but his face became a little frosty, and there were more eyes in his eyes. a trace of compassion.

The sound of a teacup being placed on the table broke the silence again, and a slightly old voice sighed

"That's a good sentence. After you sing, I will appear on the stage. The play is over, but the stage is still there. It's time for a replacement to appear on the stage."

Mo Yuhui understood what he said, and applauded the troupe at the curtain call, with a lot of exclamation in his tone

"I haven't heard such a shocking play for a long time. Is it a new one?"

This is not a traditional opera, obviously it has been adapted.

The old man also applauded along with him, and seeing that they both applauded, Chu Qing also applauded. It was indeed a good song, especially the lyrics, which were well written.

the old man said

"It was adapted, and it was also sung sonorously. This opera flourished in war-torn times, but it was lost in peaceful times. I think you young people should prefer to listen to this kind of opera."

Mo Yuhui nodded

"This can also be regarded as the inheritance of culture. It is also a good thing to be known to everyone in another way."

"What a beautiful snow scene, it's a pity that I went to the wrong place."

The old man in a cotton gown couldn't help sighing as he watched the flying snow in the garden.

Mo Yuhui understood his intentions today, nodded his head, and sighed slightly, but Chu Qing didn't understand from the beginning to the end. What did the two of them say?Why did the old man let them sit outside and listen to this play in heavy snow?

"Okay, the tea is cold, let's go into the house too."

The old man smiled, and got up first after speaking, Chu Qing also stood up, suddenly remembered something, looked back at the person sitting beside him, Mo Yuhui raised his hand and put the teacup back on the table, Holding on to the seat, he frowned slightly but failed to get up.

Chu Qing hastily went over to help him, because his waist and leg injuries had been frozen outside for so long in this snowy day, so he must suffer.

With his support, Mo Yuhui got up, not in the piercing pain just now, but now his waist and legs were already stiff and a little numb, but it was not as painful as before.

Fortunately, the old man had his back to them and was giving orders to the housekeeper, so he didn't see this scene. Mo Yuhui stood up and stretched his legs and feet slightly, his consciousness gradually awakened, and so did the pain.

It's just that he is used to forbearance, and he just didn't even frown. Chu Qing saw all his reactions. It was only today that he really realized the toughness in this person's bones. He understood the injuries of his waist and legs, which is normal under such circumstances. People probably couldn't help but shout out.

He suddenly didn't know what to say, as if a place in his heart had been stabbed.

Sensing the emotional fluctuations of the young people around him, Mo Yuhui said in a low voice

"It's all right."

Calling the old man to turn around, he broke away from the young man's support slightly, Chu Qing understood what he meant, and didn't help him again, followed the old man into the house, Chu Qing was full of thoughts along the way, but his eyes kept staring at the man, which was a bit vain on the footsteps.

After stepping into the house, his heart was finally relieved.

The room is very warm, suddenly entered the room from the snow-white vast world, Chu Qing was a little dazed, the opera just now reverberated in his mind, he was a little self-deprecating, never thought that one day he could listen to the opera so well .

"Come on, come in and warm up. I heard that Mr. Yin is always thinking about your big red robe. How about trying mine today?"

It was only then that Chu Qing concentrated his energy on this room, which was no longer decorated in a retro style. He believed that it was the living room of a wealthy family in the late Qing Dynasty.

There are two seats at the top, and three seats on each side of the bottom. The old man just sat down on the top side, and Chu Qing followed Mo Yuhui to sit in the two seats on the lower right.

The tea was served steaming hot, and the fragrance of the tea wafted across the room. Mo Yuhui lowered his head and took a sip with a smile.

"If Mr. Yin had drunk from yours, he wouldn't miss me."

The old man seemed to be really happy to smile, and after a while he finally asked the most important question of the day

"I won't go around in circles. How did you think about what I told you last time?"

The author says:

Everyone must comment after reading it. I have thought about this chapter for a long time and wrote it for a long time.

Can you guess what the old man means?

In this chapter, everyone must listen to the song "Chi Ling". Don't listen to the folk version, you can go to the opera version of Douyin.

Strongly recommend listening and watching

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