I rewrote family history

Chapter 155 Love Words
Theatrical troupes in the countryside are not as formal as those in the city.

In the first scene after the opening, instead of singing, they performed some juggling.Wrapped in a red scarf and shirtless, the man breathed out fire and swallowed a knife in one go. A red flame was three or four feet long, and almost sprayed onto the auditorium, causing the audience in the front row to shrink back and forth in fright.

There were three or four long swords held by him for public display, and then inserted into his mouth, leaving only one hilt.

Just these few performances aroused cheers from the audience.

The lifeless stands suddenly became lively, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage, waiting for the next performance.

After the juggling, the following Henan opera "Legend of the White Snake" also made the villagers present without blinking their eyes, listening to the opera and listening to it fascinated.

Especially young and old, they are all captivated by the frown and smile of the white lady in the play.

They heard, "Sir, don't look back and forth, and I will treat you as a girl. I don't want gold, I don't want silver, I want you alone. I don't care about thick tea and rice in poor days..." This When writing the libretto, I wish I could be that Xu Hanwen, hugging the beautiful girl.

Watching a theater is a family watching a theater.

The daughters-in-law, big and small, saw the appearance of their man's color and soul, and they were so angry that they knocked on the bottom of the bowl with the chopsticks in their hands, as a reminder.

When the drama buff men came back to their senses and wanted to comfort their wives, they turned away angrily and made up their minds not to let these stinky men touch their bodies for a few days.

During this period, the men would also secretly touch their daughter-in-law's waist to appease her.The young daughters-in-law who just married are more angry, and usually blushed and knocked off their husbands' hands, but the married daughter-in-laws, after bowing their heads and talking to their men for a few words, nodded with satisfaction and ignored him by the way. Unruly hands on them.

The price for this is often a few feet of floral cloth and some snacks that I have been craving for a long time...

Tomorrow is the temple fair.

Before they came to the stage, they saw rows of vendors coming from afar, pitching tents on the road in Yuanpo, waiting for tomorrow's temple fair.On the horse ropes outside the tent, you can still see two large wooden boxes tied to the backs of mules, donkeys, and pack horses.Inside the box should be the commodities traded at the temple fair.

Cloths, snacks, etc., are all in these boxes.

This year's harvest is good, there is no drought, and the old and young men have long been willing to make up for their wives who accompany them to eat chaff and swallow vegetables.The clothes on the women's bodies show the appearance of their respective homes. Whether they are living in a good life, or they are so pitiful that they haven't changed into new clothes for several or ten years.

"Tomorrow, I'll tear a few feet of cloth for you and make new clothes for you."

Even though Chen Xian'an didn't get tired of listening to the play.But the level of the troupe in the country and the troupe in the city is different.She was used to the Huashenglou plays in the city, so the plays in the countryside... were a bit lackluster.

So she didn't have a pair of ears to catch opera sounds, but only to catch the gossip of the villagers. In this way, it was inevitable to hear the little daughters-in-law acting like a baby to their husbands.

She blushed a little on her cheeks, but she was too embarrassed to mention this to Xu Cong.

He just tugged on Xu Cong's sleeve with his hands.

Xu Cong was taken aback at the beginning, and after listening carefully, he roughly guessed what Chen Xian'an was thinking.

So, he coaxed: "Your female celebrity is not bad. Wearing new clothes will definitely arouse the envy of many people. When I am in the country, I can't stay. I just hid a Sun Xingmin, and suddenly there are more Countless Sun Xingmin."

Whether it's the Hongyun Girls' School in Xinye or the Beiman Girls' School in Yanjing, they all teach female red classes.Perhaps Chen Xian'an really has the temperament of a young lady, but as far as female celebrities are concerned, she is not inferior to the daughter-in-laws in the country, and even a little better than them, knowing a lot of novel weaving methods and new styles of clothes.

"Who asked you to tear up my cloth?"

"I didn't say that."

Chen Xian'an blushed up to her ears, she put down Xu Cong's sleeve, and spat lightly.

"So this is free love?"

Tian Huilan, who is next to Chen Xian'an, saw this scene, and suddenly felt a little complicated in her heart.

She hoped that the husband sitting next to her would also understand a little bit of her careful thinking as a woman, but when she took a sneaky glance to the left, she found that Xu Shuwen seemed to be really immersed in the play, motionless like a stone statue, not at all. I didn't mean to speak....

She was sure that Xu Shuwen heard Xu Cong and his wife whispering.

Yet he made no sign of it.

It's not that she is capricious, she is messing around.In the past few years when she married into Xu's family, she has kept her duty and been a virtuous daughter-in-law.Even a picky mother-in-law like Mrs. Xu didn't tell her anything wrong.

If she asked for a few feet of floral cloth, she believed that her husband would not be stingy with those few dollars.But she hoped that her husband would buy it for her, instead of asking for it himself.

She cut off contact with the opera, and went to listen to the noisy voices of the villagers behind her.The daughter-in-law of the poor man, like Xu Cong and his wife, did not abide by the so-called etiquette and indulge their lusts.

"Wrong, or right?"

Sandwiched between two different parties, Tian Huilan felt a little ridiculous.

The progress advocated by the progressives is almost the same as the primitive and unruly nature of the countryside.She and Xu Shuwen among the crowd in the stands... seemed to have become an isolated island. They were pushed out by the noisy waves, and they struggled to keep the land on the isolated island from being eroded by the tide....

It is obvious that they have a closer connection with the villagers, and Xu Cong and his wife are more like passers-by.

After Xu Cong and his wife went home to visit their relatives, they had to return to Yanjing to study...

However, their behavior is contrary to that of the villagers.

The battle between heaven and man in Tian Huilan's heart did not know how long it had passed. It was not until she was pulled up by her husband and said goodbye to Xu Cong and his wife that she knew that the theater troupe had closed and the performance was over.

She walked home with Xu Shuwen like a walking dead.

It was getting late, and Chongren had been carried to Mrs. Xu's room.Mrs. Xu is a person who eats vegetarian food and recites Buddhism. She can't see lively scenes, so she didn't go to the theater at home.

The door opened, Tian Huilan didn't make the bed as usual, she was lying on the Luohan bed, tears fell from her face, and soon gathered into a piece, dripping down from the foot of the bed.

"what happened to you?"

"Where is the discomfort?"

Xu Shuwen, who noticed Tian Huilan's strange behavior, asked.

He found that today's wife is a bit abnormal.She is the daughter of a scholar, a lady of everyone, she should be the most well-behaved person, and should not be shaken by the silver voices in the stands, but today she secretly begged herself to please her with words...

It would be fine if she was the wife he married with free love.

But she is an arranged marriage...

He couldn't mess up the family ethics because of this matter.

If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world.He remembered this famous quote.It is not difficult for him to say a few flattering words to win his wife's favor, but if the wife of an arranged marriage also betrays.How should he govern the Xu clan in the future?How could the tribe believe him if he didn't even set an example for himself.

"No discomfort."

"It's because I can't exert my strength..."

Tian Huilan stood up, forced a smile, wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and said.

She went to the kitchen to wash Xu Shuwen's feet, then waited for him to wash his feet, and continued without saying a word.Even if Xu Shuwen touched her body, she would still be dead.

"Awkward?"

"Tell me? What's in your heart?"

Xu Shuwen withdrew his hand from his wife, walked to the Eight Immortals table, lifted the pot and poured himself a cup of cold tea, rinsed his mouth, and said calmly.

"Shuwen, do you like me?"

"Do you really like me?"

Tian Huilan's eyes were red, she questioned her husband.

Even though her marriage with Xu Shuwen was an arranged marriage, she always thought that Xu Shuwen liked her.The two of them, the husband and wife, love each other and raise their eyebrows together, and they have never quarreled.Xu Shuwen never treated her harshly, and treated her very well.

But today, she overturned her previous thinking.

"You are my wife, and I am your husband-in-law."

"It was six years ago, and it's still the same six years later. What's the difference?"

"We've all been like this for six years."

Xu Shuwen drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp.

He went to the window and pushed open the lattice fan.

When the cold air blows into the house with the evening breeze, he whispered softly: "Hui Lan, there are some things you can do and some things you can't do. If you want a love story, I can tell you in the house. It’s fun to tell you and make you laugh, but I can’t do this in public, it’s rude to do so!”

"What do you want to hear, come on, I'll tell you what you don't repeat."

"I'm the patriarch, can I say that in spite of my face?"

"How many people are watching me!"

He suppressed his anger.

Yes, a woman, a wife, should have her own lustful emotions.

But he is the patriarch, and Tian Huilan is like this, just not considering the overall situation.Sooner or later, you will suffer a lot.If you are not cautious at all, there will be many disadvantages in the future.

"Book..."

Seeing this, Tian Huilan immediately blamed herself.

At that time, she really only cared about herself and didn't think about Xu Shuwen.

Indeed, as my man said.There are some things that the tribe can do, but the patriarch cannot.To suppress the tribe, the patriarch had to keep a straight face.

"You only saw Xu Cong."

"But I didn't see his father..."

Xu Shuwen sat back on the round table beside the table of the Eight Immortals, he shook his head, "In a few days, take a look, take a look at what his father will be like in the future, some things can't be changed."

"His father?"

Tian Huilan didn't know why.

It's just that Xu Shuwen obviously didn't want to talk anymore, he fastened the doors and windows again, got into the bed, and persuaded; "Go to sleep, wait until tomorrow, I'll just pull a few feet of cloth for you, look at you, you still look like a A mother?"

After the words fell, Tian Huilan laughed through tears.

At the moment when the lamp was blown out, she saw the old Xu Shuwen again.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After the troupe finished their busy work, one or two people were left to watch outside the stage, while the rest of Tianhe troupe returned to Xinxu residence.There are two "Xu Houses" in the village. For the convenience of distinguishing the two masters, the villagers privately refer to the newly built Xu House as the New Xu House, and the old Xu House as the Old Xu House.

After Team Leader Zhou entered the living room, he saw that the ritual utensils prepared by the teacher had been placed in the living room.

There is a portrait of Tang Minghuang hanging in the middle hall.

There is an altar in front of the portrait, on which are seasonal fresh fruits and two red candles.

The red wax had been ignited, and there was billowing oily smoke.

"The patriarch of our Liyuan trip, I believe everyone knows that it is Tang Minghuang. Today, Master Xu has prepared a portrait of the patriarch, and there is no need for us to prepare another one. Thank you, Master Xu."

After Team Leader Zhou finished speaking, he made a bow to Xu San.

"The matter of apprenticeship is complicated but not complicated, and simple is not simple. Simple, it is nothing more than three kowtows, offering a handful of incense and two cups of tea. If it is complicated, there is a way."

"Kowtow three heads, the first kowtow to Patriarch, the second kowtow to my master, the third kowtow to me. One handful of incense to Patriarch, two cups of tea to me and Master..."

"It's just that it is inconvenient to kowtow on your son's birthday, so it's fine to make up for it in the future."

he said again.

After hearing this detailed explanation, Xu San'er and Huang Yingzi nodded.

Since Shuan Zi's life is to be suppressed with a cheap life, it must be impossible for him to become a teacher as a hasty farce.Only after he really worshiped the master Zhou as his teacher and became an actor did Shuanzi change his fate in the book of life and death of Lord Yan...

"Then how can this gift be replaced?"

Xu Cong heard that there was something in Team Leader Zhou's words, so he asked.

To say that it is not complicated refers to the children's apprenticeship.

As for the baby's apprenticeship, it means that it is not simple.

Rituals cannot be discarded.

Although it can be added in the future.

But without this ceremony, it is not considered a real apprenticeship.

"It's quite simple."

"Burn sesame oil for the patriarch for three days and three nights, soak the sesame oil with Shuanzi's birthday name..."

Leader Zhou took a sip of the water pipe cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and said.

He was not wrong about the ceremony of appreciating teachers in Liyuan before, but the latter one is a nonsense.But it won’t work if you don’t make it up. The hosts will make things difficult for them when they see that they can’t become teachers without worship.

Anyway, what they earn is conscience money.

This action is just to give the master a peace of mind.

"Singing for three days..."

"Sesame oil for three days and three nights... well, I respect you."

Xu San'er nodded heavily upon hearing this.

Burning the sesame oil continuously for three days and three nights is worth a fortune.But who made him feel sorry for his second child.Furthermore, although sesame oil is expensive, if Shuanzi's life is saved, everything will be worth it.

"Fuhai, go to the patriarch's house to borrow some sesame oil."

"We don't have enough sesame oil..."

He looked at Xu Fuhai, the long-term worker beside him, and ordered.

Sesame oil is generally used for cooking, and you are reluctant to put a few drops, let alone burn it for three days and three nights.His family has just started to grow, and the fields are basically all crops, only a little bit of sesame is planted.The sesame oil squeezed from this sesame seed is not enough at all.And Xu Shuwen's family is an old rich man, and the sesame oil in the family is not to mention piled up like a mountain, but there is definitely a lot.

"Get something fresh instead of old."

"The old one doesn't burn brightly, the smoke is big..."

Xu San'er ordered again.

"master."

"Now...it's dark, the Patriarch's house..."

Just as Xu Fuhai ran out, he came back again, "I see that the door of the patriarch's house is closed, so he probably fell asleep. Why don't you order the sesame oil from our house first, and then borrow the sesame oil from the patriarch's house tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)