The daughter was ruthlessly driven out of the wealthy family and went to the countryside

"it is good!"

"Awesome! So awesome!"

Cheers and applause rang out from all directions, filling the air with joy.

Grandpa Wei patted Grandpa Lin's thigh: "Look, he really has real skills."

"Yes, it's rare to see such skilled performers these days." Old Master Lin was lost in memories. "When we were young, we often went to the theater to sneak a peek at the opera performances. In the blink of an eye, we've all grown old."

These words instantly brought back memories for Grandpa Wei: "Yes, I remember when I was about ten years old, I was watching a play through the window of the theater, and I almost got beaten up."

"Haha, I wasn't beaten, but if someone saw me, I would have been chased away." Old Master Lin chuckled.

"The people back then had a truly profound foundation in martial arts; it's hard to see that now." Grandpa Wei waved his hand, feeling quite helpless about the current state of theatrical culture.

“These cultural traditions can no longer be passed down, not to mention kung fu,” said Grandpa Lin.

"Young people these days don't like these traditional operas, so there's no future for them, and they're destined to decline." Old Master Wei nodded, his tone still full of regret.

"It's not entirely fallen; at least you can still see it in Maoling." Old Master Lin pointed to the stage.

"Yes, yes," Old Master Wei smiled.

The two old men were lost in memories and sighed with emotion. Other elderly people couldn't help but recall the scenes of watching plays when they were young, and for a moment they were filled with memories.

Grandpa Qin, who was watching the live stream, was sitting on the sofa, watching the drama very attentively, and occasionally chiming in with a few words: "I can't do it anymore, I'm getting old, my voice is hoarse."

Old Madam Qin chuckled and teased, "Are you admitting you're getting old?"

"Yes, I have to admit I'm getting old." Old Master Qin patted his knee. "I can't deny it. If I were young, I would be at the theater right now."

Old Madam Qin never spoils the mood: "Do you want to go? I'll go with you?"

Without a second thought, Grandpa Qin refused: "No, I want to watch my granddaughter-in-law's live stream."

Madam Qin smiled and said, "You really like this granddaughter-in-law."

Grandpa Qin said earnestly, "What I'm most satisfied with about Zizhou is that he found such a wonderful girlfriend. With the two of them together, I have no worries at all."

Madam Qin nodded and echoed, "I also particularly like Xue Ning. This girl is ambitious, thoughtful, beautiful, and capable. She is just as good as our Zi Zhou. We can rest assured when we hand over the Qin family to them in the future."

"Yes." Old Master Qin grasped Old Madam Qin's hand. "The head of the Qin family must maintain harmony between husband and wife, otherwise the Qin family will be destroyed sooner or later."

Madam Qin wholeheartedly agreed: "Yes."

They were evenly matched when they were young, and they went through many hardships before getting together. After they got together, they kept a low profile and have supported each other ever since.

"I'll give Xue Ning a tip." Old Master Qin took his phone and immediately tipped the live stream with ten Carnival coins. He would tip more later.

Madam Qin was also in the live stream; every additional person meant one more viewer: "I'll also give Xue Ning a reward." She casually gave ten Carnival gifts.

The dazzling special effects flashed continuously on the screen, and the donations never stopped.

Shen Xuening's four best friends in a group chat—

Zhou Manjun suddenly sent a WeChat message in the group: "Qianwen, are you in the live stream?"

Zhang Qianwen replied quickly: "Yes, what's up?"

Zhou Manjun asked, "Why didn't you go to Xue Ning's place? I was going to invite you, but Lin Yanfei invited me to hang out, so I didn't go to Xue Ning's place."

Zhang Qianwen smiled and said, "I was on a date with Lu Zongyuan, so I didn't go to Xue Ning's place. Will she be angry?"

Han Yifei: "You two went on a date?"

Zhou Manjun: "Yeah, by the way, I've noticed something. It seems like all four of us sisters have boyfriends now, huh?"

Han Yifei snapped out of her daze: "Right, without realizing it, all four of us have found partners."

Zhang Qianwen: "How about we get married together?"

Zhou Manjun: "I want a traditional Chinese wedding, what do you want?"

Han Yifei: "I want a Western-style lawn and flower wedding."

Shen Xuening suddenly chimed in: "You're all talking about weddings? Are you all so eager to get married?"

Zhang Qianwen asked excitedly, "Xue Ning, aren't you busy anymore?"

Shen Xuening: "I'm not involved for now."

Zhang Qianwen was very happy: "I just said it casually."

Han Yifei: "I won't hold a wedding with you all. Let's have a separate one. Everyone has different preferences. Besides, if we hold separate weddings, we can have four separate banquets."

Zhou Manjun: "Hahaha, hahaha, that makes so much sense."

Shen Xuening: "It's definitely impossible for them to get together. None of the four families are ordinary people. Each of them has countless relatives and friends. If they were to get together, wouldn't it cause a sensation in half of City A?"

Zhang Qianwen: "That's right, it was just a joke. But how about the eight of us go take wedding photos together, or take group photos?"

Everyone: "Agreed!"

As the conversation drifted further and further away, Shen Xuening eventually left the chat and focused on the matter at hand.

The Sichuan opera performance lasted for half an hour and included fire-breathing, "The Scholar of Bashan," and excerpts from various operas. Each piece was excellent, evoking memories for the older generation and allowing young people to appreciate the charm of traditional culture.

Shen Wenxu put his arm around Cao Qingyun's shoulder: "Qingyun, can you understand it?"

Cao Qingyun shook her head with her clear eyes: "I don't understand it, but I think it's okay. This is my first time watching it, and I want to watch it again in the future."

Shen Wenxu asked with certainty, "Do you really still want to?"

Cao Qingyun said earnestly, "Really? Don't you want to see?"

Shen Wenxu stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "Yes, I want to learn. I'll go to Yongle to perform."

Cao Qingyun's eyes lit up with interest: "Are you still performing for money?"

Shen Wenxu nodded: "Yes, I'm there on weekends. I don't go at other times because I have to do homework."

Cao Qingyun asked expectantly, "Can you take me tomorrow?"

Shen Wenxu agreed without hesitation: "Sure, there won't be any group performances like this tomorrow night. I'll take you to perform, but what talents do you have?"

Without hesitation, Cao Qingyun replied, "I can play the piano."

Shen Wenxu helplessly shrugged: "I don't have a piano for you to play."

Cao Qingyun asked helplessly, "Then what should I do?"

Shen Bo looked over and said, "You can make up the numbers."

Cao Qingyun was displeased: "Hmph, you look down on people."

Shen Bo quickly explained, "I'm not looking down on you, it's just that we don't have any suitable instruments for you here."

Cao Qingyun asked, "So what are your skills?"

"I can breakdance," Shen Bo said proudly. "When Wenxu performs his instruments, we dance together. We're partners, and it attracts a lot of people."

“Then I…” Cao Qingyun looked at Shen Wenxu, “I can only play the piano.”

"Then you can just play with us and not perform any shows." Shen Wenxu was also helpless; he couldn't learn it now anyway.

"Fine." Cao Qingyun was very unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

Shen Bo patted Cao Qingyun on the shoulder: "It's okay, you can go back and learn. Next time you come, you can perform with us."

Cao Qingyun became happy: "Yes, I'll go and learn it when I get back this time."

Shen Bo said with delight, "So well-behaved."

……

Shen Baohong felt a weight on his shoulder, turned around, and was immediately delighted: "You've come."

Han Yifei put her elbow on Shen Baohong's shoulder: "I came early this morning to help out over there. Now that I'm not needed anymore, I came to find you. How are things on your end?"

Shen Baohong smiled and said, "It's going smoothly for me, the switch is seamless." He patted Tao Mian on the back and said, "Go and get a stool for your cousin-in-law."

"Okay." Tao Mian immediately jumped off the stool and ran to fetch another stool. "Sister-in-law, please sit down."

"Thank you, little cousin." Han Yifei, as a lawyer, was eloquent and outgoing.

"Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful. My cousin is lucky to have you." Tao Mian looked at Han Yifei with his eyes filled with amazement.

"Haha, you're so good with words." Han Yifei was pleased and her impression of Tao Mian improved.

"My cousin is incredibly lucky that his wife has taken a liking to him," Tao Mian said sincerely.

"Say it again and I'll hit you," Shen Baohong said, feigning a threat.

Tao Mian slightly shifted his body to the side, dodging the attack: "Cousin, even if you beat me to death, I will say the same thing. Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're strong."

Shen Baohong didn't really want to hit them, and quickly withdrew his hand: "You're right, I'm just climbing the social ladder. If you're so capable, go and climb the social ladder yourself."

Tao Mian laughed heartily: "I admit it, haha, I admit it."

Shen Baohong maintained his composure: "Laugh all you want, I won't hold it against you."

Han Yifei spoke up to mediate: "What's your name?"

Tao Mian proudly declared, "Tao Mian."

Han Yifei then asked, "Do you have WeChat?"

Tao Mian said with a grin, "Yes."

“Come on, let’s add each other on WeChat.” Han Yifei took out her phone. “We’ll be friends from now on. If your cousin needs anything, just tell me right away.”

Shen Baohong said, "You even hired a small surveillance camera for yourself?"

Han Yifei scanned Tao Mian's WeChat QR code and added Tao Mian as a friend. At the same time, she said to Shen Baohong, "Yes, I'm afraid you won't be honest. I feel more at ease with my little cousin keeping an eye on you."

Tao Mian smiled obsequiously, "It's an honor to add a beautiful woman on WeChat. Don't worry, I'll definitely keep a close eye on my cousin. I'll report to you immediately if he talks to any girl."

Shen Baohong immediately grabbed Tao Mian by the back of the neck: "Watch your words, she's your cousin-in-law, not someone you can flirt with."

Tao Mian shrank his neck: "Ouch, ouch, ouch! Cousin, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Han Yifei slapped Shen Baohong's hand: "Let go of your little cousin! Why are you bullying him? How old is he? How old are you? Don't bully him! Let go!"