vernacular

Teenagers are sometimes infuriating, but once they become sensible, they are really obedient when observing their words and expressions.

He found that every time he mentioned the New Year's Eve matter, Wei Qingyun's expression would become much more serious than ever before, and he knew that it was really a big deal, so he stopped asking about it after a while.

However, he found that his little senior brother Qiao was still as normal as before, he was busy when he was busy, and he read and listened to music, played cats and dogs when he was free, except for the walking stick that he needed to carry around. It's a laid-back look.

Sometimes when Lin Zhanyu went out, he would see those men from a distance. Some of them were owners of pawnshops, some were middle school teachers, and some were newspaper reporters.

Like Qiao Li, if they mingled with the crowd, no one would be able to find them out.As a result, the teenagers discovered that their secrecy measures were far more elaborate than they had imagined.

Qiao laughed and said that he didn't tell Xue He about these things.In fact, Wei Qingyun and Lin Zhanyu would not have known this secret if they hadn't just happened to run into each other.

When the elder brother or other people asked him about it, Boss Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "This little bastard wanted to come to my room to steal money on New Year's Eve. I caught him and gave him a lesson and broke his leg. Now Not yet."

Whenever this happened, Qiao Li would pretend to be shy: "Oh, Dad, stop talking about it. Don't expose your family ugliness."

He pointed to his face: "save some face for me."

The only clue that can be detected is here in Wei Qingyun.The boy found that his two senior brothers spent a lot more time chatting together than before.

Once he pretended to read the score and sat beside them to eavesdrop. He heard Wei Shige say: "What's the bottom line and the top line? Sooner or later, people will no longer be divided into three, six, or nine classes."

Qiao Li responded with a smile: "Yes! At that time, everyone will be equal, and everyone will live a good life."

Lin Zhanyu didn't quite understand what he heard, and he didn't bother to take it seriously after hearing it.There was a certain force in his heart, and he just knew that, sooner or later, senior brother Wei would definitely teach him these words verbatim.

This certainty has never faded since the first time he saw Wei Qingyun. Over the years, it has unconsciously become the backbone that supports him to move forward.

For teenagers, going forward day by day, there is not much difference between today and yesterday, tomorrow and today.

He and Wei Qingyun worked together, and sometimes on the way home, he even felt that time was too long, so long that he had the illusion that he would always be by Senior Brother Wei's side.

He naturally knows that "Youth must be done early, how can you be a teenager", but now that he has a lot of youth in his hands, it is really difficult to empathize with this.

However, there was one thing that made him feel a little embarrassed: Ever since Senior Brother Wei came back from the north, this person appeared in his charming dreams more and more frequently.

When he thought of the soft cotton cloth mixed with sandalwood fragrance in his dreams at night, it became more and more difficult for him to face Wei Qingyun during the day.

Not only that, every time Wei Qingyun went out, his thoughts about this person flooded his heart like a tide.In the days when the other party was not around, he always felt that there was something missing in his heart, and he was extremely uncertain.

Even if Qiao Xiaoyan was by his side, this sour taste couldn't be shaken. He couldn't feel better until he saw Wei Qingyun again and asked for a warm hug.

In the past two years, he has grown rapidly. Although he is still not as tall as Wei Shige, when the two stand together, he can easily meet Wei Qingyun's eyes just by raising his head slightly.

The other party no longer hugged him to tease him, at most he gently hugged his back.

The young man thought gloomily, could it be that I suffered from the lovesickness mentioned in the scriptures?But he thought about it again, everyone is Miss Miss Langjun and Young Master Nianmei, so what am I?

After thinking about it, he was very depressed.He didn't know where the way out was, and he didn't know where the way back was, so he could only muddle along and live day by day.

But senior brother Wei is ignorant of all this.

After years of getting along with each other, he almost regarded the young man as his own younger brother, and he never gave up on discipline and love.The only thing that confuses him occasionally is that the number of times this kid talks back to him and causes trouble for him is gradually decreasing, and he can even be called obedient in front of him.

However, Wei Qingyun's doubts did not last long. He took it for granted that the boy had grown up and learned to respect and understand the difficulties of others.

Things changed one morning in the late spring of the 23rd year of the Republic of China.After dinner that day, Qiao said with a smile that he took out two theater tickets from his pocket: "If anyone of you is free today, you can go and have a look. I went to the Wu mansion yesterday to find a job, and this was given to me by their master. "

Lin Zhanyu went over to take a look, and found that it was "Tiger Milk Flying Immortal" performed by the Xingqing troupe: "The Xingqing troupe is considered a first-class troupe in Nanjing, and this ticket is not easy to buy."

"Yes." Wei Qingyun had already walked to the door, but when he heard the young man say that, he turned back: "Why, do you want to go?"

"A little bit." Lin Zhanyu smiled.

"That's right, you two go." Qiao Li smiled and said, "I have to live with the elder brother. He just added a fat boy to his family, and it's time to spend money."

So in the afternoon Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun took the tickets and went to the theater as a matter of course.

This ticket is in a good position, sitting in the middle of the front row, it happens to be able to see everything on the stage very clearly.

However, Lin Zhanyu found that there were not many people coming that day, and they sat scattered in the garden.The Xingqing class had a great reputation, and he knew it shouldn't be so, so he grabbed Wei Qingyun: "Brother, why are you so small?"

Wei Qingyun was also puzzled, he looked around a few times: "Perhaps it's because it's not an evening show, everyone is busy." Although he said so, his heart was suspended.

Ever since he came back from Shanghai, the boy's love for Peking opera can be called obsessive, but because he is usually busy with practicing martial arts and has little leisure time, he doesn't have many opportunities to come to the opera garden. Compared with the old opera fan Wei Qingyun beside him is close to nothing.

When Tsing Yi came on stage, the audience applauded. After watching for a while, the young man felt that this man had a bright singing voice and his performance was really good.

"Zhanyu," just as he was engrossed in watching, Wei Qingyun suddenly leaned into his ear: "Something is not quite right."

The young man suddenly came back to his senses, he looked into Senior Brother Wei's eyes, feeling puzzled.

"There is only one boss in the Xingqing class who can play Xu Yueniang. I have seen it several times, and his appearance is not like this." Wei Qingyun said in a deep voice: "The person in the stand has a dexterous body and sleeves, but I always feel that it is not like Xing Compared with the boss of the Qing class, it seems that there is less force and more gentle charm."

He frowned: "If I'm not mistaken, this is a gimmick business."

"Ah?" Lin Zhanyu was startled: "What are they doing?"

"How would I know?" Wei Qingyun shook his head, and put his arm around Lin Zhanyu: "The eyes of those people in the stands are a little absent-minded, it shouldn't be. I don't know if I'm thinking too much, I always feel that someone is there Look at us."

He thought for a while and made up his mind: "It's not suitable to stay in a place of right and wrong for a long time. Go quickly."

However, the moment they stood up, Tsing Yi on the stage suddenly stopped singing, and the judges listening to the opera in the garden also stood up with them.

It turned out that these people appeared here at this moment, not for the show on stage.

Wei Qingyun protected the young man behind him, looked around: "Who are you?"

"Should I ask you this question?" That Tsing Yi said, she was a woman like their sister-in-law, which is not common.

She snorted coldly, and her voice was capable and sharp: "Where are the two of you? What is the relationship with the master of Wu Mansion?"

"Miss, you are joking. The two of us have been relying on lip service to support our family. We have nothing to do with wealthy families like the Wu family. But our tickets were indeed given by Mr. Wu. It was Mr. Wu who honored my master when he came out to work. Gift." Wei Qingyun stood under the stage and explained word by word: "Miss, have you ever heard of Qiao Xiaoyan boss?"

"Are you Boss Qiao's apprentices?" The woman was very surprised. She got closer and finally recognized him: "Brother Wei?"

"It's right here." Wei Qingyun replied.

"If it's convenient, I'd like to come to the backstage to talk about it." The woman's voice was much gentler, she was no longer domineering before, and she made a "please" gesture to the two people opposite.

"Since the girl wants to know each other, it's better to report her family first." Wei Qingyun didn't leave.

The woman exchanged a glance with another person on the stage, and said, "We are not the Xingqing class, but the Ronghua class."

"Ronghua class?" Wei Qingyun was taken aback: "Then why did you call it Xingqing class today?"

Hearing this, the woman's tone was extremely sincere: "It's not convenient to talk here, if you two want to find out, you'd better come to the backstage."

Ronghua Troupe is a small theater troupe that has just been established for a few years, and Lin Zhanyu has only heard of it a few times occasionally.He followed Wei Qingyun, full of doubts, and followed the girl into the backstage of the theater.

"That's how things are." The woman had a crisp voice on the stage, and she did not act sloppy in her actions. She explained the ins and outs clearly in a few words.

It turned out that there was a young girl in the Ronghua class who had just been able to sing on stage recently. Half a month ago, she went to the Wu mansion to perform "Matchmaker".

The little girl is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but Mr. Wu is over sixty years old.The class leader of the Ronghua class also felt that it was a loss for the girl to quit, so everyone came up with this idea and greeted the Xingqing class in advance, intending to use the other party's invitation to lure Master Wu to detain him and force them to replace him.

"My little sister's name is Lu Jiang, the river of the river. Because I was born on the edge of the Yangtze River, my family gave me this name." Lu Jiang sighed, with makeup on his face that he hadn't had time to remove: "No Cheng Xiang got into trouble today, he is really ashamed."

"No problem." Wei Qingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Let me say a word, where is Mr. Zun now?"

"He rushed to Wu's mansion at noon. There is a public phone booth nearby, and we planned to call him. After we detain him, he will go to Wu's house to negotiate." Lu Jiang replied.

"He shouldn't be too old, right?" Wei Qingyun felt a little unbelievable after listening to it: "Sister, I want to tell the truth. From my point of view, this method is unavoidable."

"We have nothing to do. But if there is a way out, how could it be like this?" Speaking of these, Lu Jiang was unavoidably anxious: "Brother Wei, to tell you the truth, Ronghua Class is not afraid of offending people, and has already made plans to leave Nanjing City .”

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Xingqing class and Ronghua class are all edited by me, there is no prototype~