Thanos's biological daughter in period fiction

Of course, it's not just singing and dancing, but also recitation and instrumental performances.

It wasn't all performed by people from the performing arts troupe; there were also performances by the women from the family compound. However, they arrived quite late, so no one told them.

The women dressed up quite well, and although it was a makeshift troupe, their orderly and standard movements showed that they had practiced hard.

After the sisters-in-law's performance, it was time for two young girls from the performing arts troupe to perform on their instruments—piano and flute. There were no lyrics, only music. She didn't seem to have heard the piece before; it was a rather festive tune.

She didn't see her father come even after the performance ended. He hadn't mentioned being on duty beforehand. He couldn't come to see the show, and she didn't see her two older brothers either. She wondered if their seats were too far away, or if they were also unable to come today.

When we came out of the Great Hall of the People, it was almost 10 p.m. We didn't see the two older brothers. They had gone back to the family compound with the group of children we had been sitting with.

On the way back, a group of children chattered excitedly about which pretty lady they had just seen. Xia Yutang was particularly impressed by the eyesight of these little rascals; even with his superb eyesight, he couldn't make out the real faces of the people on stage.

How did those little brats even notice how pretty the people on those shows were? Of course, anyone who gets into a performing arts troupe isn't ugly, otherwise how would they perform on stage? But to say you could actually see what they look like is impossible.

The performance was quite good, though. In this day and age, having such entertainment programs was a real treat. Before, they could only occasionally watch movies shown by a projectionist from the commune in their village. So far, she had seen four films from this era, each with narration by the projectionist.

When they got home, my two older brothers hadn't returned yet. They were on their way home when they heard that the electricians were also on duty that night, so both of my brothers were with the electricians.

We still can't come back at this point; we have to wait. We can only leave work once the Great Hall is tidied up and we're sure the lights won't be needed.

Judging from this, it would be good if they could get home by dawn. It's really cold today. There was a heavy snowfall in the afternoon, and even though someone is clearing the snow, there's still some snow on the roads.

"Will they not be back until the early hours of the morning? Then I'll make them some late-night snacks, keep them warm in the pot." It's too cold today, so he wanted to make something warm that the two kids could eat when they got back.

“Didn’t we make beef buns before? Let’s keep them warm in the pot so they can eat when my brothers come back. Let’s use pork rib soup for the soup. Didn’t we divide it into small bowls after stewing it? Let’s take out a few portions later, and leave one for my dad too.” The main reason for keeping them warm outside is that my two older brothers can’t freely enter and exit the space to get things. They can only go in.

If the two older brothers come back first, they can eat it if it's in the pot.

"Okay, three steamed buns will do, plus the pork rib soup, that should be enough. But you need to sleep tonight, so you can't eat too much, or you'll get indigestion." Her two kids have pretty big appetites; they can eat five of her steamed buns in one meal, plus a big bowl of porridge or soup.

The soup he's serving up now, in small bowls, is less than half the size of the bowls his two sons usually drink from. A bowl of soup, plus a steamed bun, is just enough to fill their stomachs in their area.

This amount is enough for a late-night snack. As for her man's portion, it's practically the same whether he gets it or not, since he can take it from his own space whenever he wants, and it will always be hot.

The daughter said that although her father could take it himself, he couldn't be left out if he was prepared, otherwise he would feel neglected. Xia Yutang really worries a lot about his parents.

The mother and daughter prepared food for them and then went back to their room to soak their feet and rest. It was even colder here than in their hometown. They felt that if it snowed, they would want to stay on the kang (a heated brick bed) and warm themselves by the fire all day.

The mother and daughter, without any apparent misunderstanding, had no intention of having a late-night snack. Xia Yutang felt that girls were more likely to gain weight if they ate late-night snacks, and in order to maintain a good figure, they were firmly against it.

The warm blankets kept enticing little Xia Yutang, and she fell asleep within minutes of washing her feet and lying down.

On the second day, Xia Yutang was woken up by the smell of chicken soup. It felt so good to be woken up by the rich aroma of chicken soup so early in the morning.

She sniffed carefully; the air still smelled of red dates and coconut. Why was her mother thinking of making coconut chicken so early in the morning?

"Hey, our little lazybones's awake! Can you smell the chicken soup? We took a whole hen down to stew this morning. Someone gave Dad some coconuts yesterday, which are perfect for making chicken soup." Stone is also a gluttonous little rascal, but he dared not tell his sister that she was also woken up by the aroma of chicken soup.

They were on duty last night, and by the time they finished packing and got home it was almost 2 a.m. After eating the steamed buns and pork rib soup that were still warm in the pot, they went back to their space to take a shower.

It's not that they aren't tired, but they've worked all day and even helped shovel snow before leaving home, so they're covered in dirt and can't fall asleep after just washing their feet.

The two older brothers also watched the performance backstage. Although they couldn't see everything, they did watch the show, and they were even closer to the audience than the girls.

"Brother, did you guys get a good look at the faces of those performers on stage last night?" These two were quite close by, so maybe while they were getting their makeup done, the older brother and his friends were backstage.

"I didn't see clearly. They weren't wearing makeup when we arrived. But by the time we had adjusted the lights and tidied up the wires, we found that they were already wearing makeup." Xiaoyu felt that after seeing the exquisite makeup of later generations, the makeup of today really seemed very rough.

Moreover, with makeup on, they really can't recognize what a person originally looks like.

"What do you want? These performing arts troupes aren't permanent. You can't find your friends there..." They're leaving in a few days, so what if they're just interested in someone because they're good-looking?

"I was just trying to see if I could introduce you two to someone pretty and gentle. You don't know, at your age, if you don't go on blind dates and get married in the village, you're considered unwanted..." Xia Yutang herself wanted to laugh at what she said. She was only 19 years old, and she had already become unwanted.

But that's what the village grandmothers say. Besides, in the village, there are so many people who get married at sixteen or seventeen, or even seventeen or eighteen, just by going on blind dates. Nowadays, very few people in the village actually have marriage certificates. It's just that after the two parties meet, they go through the proper channels, have a few tables of food with relatives or neighbors, and that's considered a marriage.