The Peking Opera sung in front of me has high requirements for the voice, and the little song that Yang Han will sing next is much simpler.

"The peach leaves are sharp and pointy, and the willow leaves cover the sky ......"

Without accompaniment, Yang Han showed her daughter what it means to be "crisp in the mouth"!

His unique deep voice is so catchy that people can't help but shudder when they hear it. And this kind of resonant drama made Yang Han sing the tactful rhythm of this song with a cappella lyrics!

"This Ming Ah Gong in his position, listen carefully to what I have to say, this matter is out of ......"

There are many kinds of small songs in Beijing, but like this one, it is a bit of an opera style, and it can even be said that these small songs are also an evolution of various operas.

Yang Ruoyi doesn't know much about opera, and even she doesn't know much about music theory, but she can hear the musical interest contained in her father's singing of this little song - the old men who are watching are listening to the story, but Yang Ruoyi is listening to her father's "singing", which is called a relish!

Like "in" its position, this "Ming Ah Gong", listen carefully to my "come to say", and the "sharp point" of the peach leaf in front, one after another retro but sound a little fresh transposition, so that Yang Ruoyi couldn't help shaking her head when she heard it, and the energetic look was like a child who saw his favorite cartoon.

"Exploring the Qingshui River", this Beijing song actually tells a tragic story of martyrdom for love, which has a strong background of the old times!

The reason why Yang Han sang this little song is also because he knows that these old men in their sixties and seventies here have experienced the difficult era in the past, and knowing that the sense of the times of this story may allow them to find the memories of their childhood-that is, the so-called resonance.

No, Fu Taining, who was sitting at the front, listened to it with relish, his head shook, and he had the same smell as everyone moved a small stool to listen to the drama in the last century!

But it is also shaking his head, Yang Ruoyi's shaking head is obviously different.

She is only sixteen years old, how can she understand such a complicated love tragedy? Not to mention "Exploring the Clear Water River", even if she shows her a story like the classic "Romeo and Juliet", she will not feel much - at most, she feels that martyrdom for love is very shocking, and she will not think about whether martyrdom for love is worth it, and she will not consider the background of the times in which this tragedy occurred......

Yes, Yang Ruoyi didn't understand the story told in the lyrics, she was actually intoxicated by the melody of this little song and her father's way of singing!

I don't know when, Yang Han has already put down the teacup in his hand, and I don't know where to take a paper fan, fold it and hold it with the tiger's mouth, and gently beat it in his hand.

"The sun is setting, the autumn insects are noisy, and the sixth brother who thinks about it day and night ......" Yang Han sang, the paper fan in his hand also pulled a flower, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and a row of white and neat teeth were revealed with a smile.

It seems to have a touch of shyness hidden in the word, of course, this shyness is not obvious, Yang Han's performance is also layer upon layer, you can taste it carefully, but it will not feel very abrupt and greasy!

This kind of substitution of music is very clean, just like people listening to Peking Opera are obsessed with the interpretation of the roles of the actors on stage! Of course, Yang Han's excellent expression management is not something that ordinary opera lovers can do!

If there is a powerful judge teacher who sees it, he will definitely be surprised by his professionalism, of course, there are not so many characters in this small teahouse now.

"Make an appointment tonight, these three watches will meet......"

Yang Ruoyi didn't know why, she didn't blend into the faint sadness that gradually revealed in this song, on the contrary, the more she listened to it, the happier she became.

That's because...... Dad sang happily!

Yang Ruoyi can feel that his father sings in front of so many audiences, just like he sang live in front of the computer yesterday, singing with vigor and confidence!

The song "Exploring the Qingshui River" is very long, although it is sung repeatedly in one tune, Yang Ruoyi also listened attentively, and it was not until her father finished singing that she suddenly came back to her senses.

"Bang bang!" the old men on the first floor applauded.

There were not many cheers of appreciation, after all, there were few people who were as full of anger as Fu Taining and Old Man Li Dade, but Yang Ruoyi could still see that his father was smiling brightly while clasping his fists in their applause and praise.

This is Dad's highlight moment, right?

Yang Ruoyi suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, her father, who is usually busy taking care of her three meals a day, seems to be too oblivious to everyone, but her father when he sings is the most energetic and the father who can radiate happiness without concealment!

He should sing, like himself, since he loves singing, he must work hard and struggle desperately!

"Peng Peng, have you recorded it?" Yang Ruoyi turned his head and asked uneasily.

"It's been recorded!" Peng Xueyuan excitedly fiddled with his mobile phone, confirming that the video just now had been saved, and then whispered to his little friend, "I'll cut it back and take it to sign up together." I almost forgot that Uncle Yang could sing Peking Opera, which must be a plus!"

Peng Xueyuan still doesn't know that Yang Han just sang a Beijing song, not Peking Opera. But he can't be blamed for this, let alone Peng Xueyuan, Yang Ruoyi and Tang Wenfei are stupidly unable to tell the difference.

They are too young, and their music-related background is too poor, and they still need to accumulate slowly!

"Let's hurry back, shall we? We're going to be caught. Tang Wenfei hugged his knees nervously and said to his friends.

Yang Ruoyi glanced at her father with some envy and communicated warmly with her grandfather who was "old drama fans" - this kind of appearance of being liked because of music is also what she dreamed of. Looking back, Yang Ruoyi slipped back upstairs with his friends.

......

Yang Han just came to the teahouse every day to stroll around, of course, she didn't deliberately come over to find out what Yiyi and her good friends were playing. This is the same reason as at home, he will not enter his daughter's room casually without knocking on the door and getting permission!

He respects Yiyi's privacy.

Whether it is a boy or a girl, they need to have their own privacy space, and parents cannot invade their children's privacy and enter their children's privacy space in the name of protection.

In this regard, many Chinese parents feel that children have no privacy at all, but Yang Han himself had a similar experience when he was a child, and the thing he hated the most was that his parents would peek at his diary, so he never wrote his heart in the diary again, and after the grade when the teacher no longer required him to write a diary, Yang Han never wrote a diary.

It is precisely because of the vivid memories of the troubles in her growth process that Yang Han pays special attention to protecting her daughter's privacy in the cultivation of her daughter.

Not only did he "agree" with his daughter that her boudoir was her private world, but he never deliberately inquired into his daughter's little secrets!

For example, on the teahouse, in fact, every floor of the teahouse is monitored, if he wants to find out what Yang Ruoyi is doing, he can completely let Wu Maocai call up the monitoring.

But this violates my daughter's privacy!

At the same time, there is no need, without his step-by-step attention, her daughter will still be more conscious - yes, Yang Ruoyi doesn't need Yang Han to worry much about learning and playing, she will consciously do her homework and review hard.

Of course, no matter how conscious and hard you work, it is useless, Yang Ruoyi's results are still at the middle level. Compared with those big bulls who were later admitted to the provincial school and usually just studied casually, Yang Ruoyi was particularly shocked.

Fortunately, Yang Han didn't care, he didn't plan to make his daughter a super college bully, so Yang Ruoyi has grown so big that he hasn't participated in a cram school once.

It's a bit far, Yang Han doesn't care about what her daughter is making trouble upstairs, in fact, it has something to do with Tang Wenfei, these three little guys are playing together, Yang Han is not worried, but if it's just Peng Xueyuan, a stinky boy, then it is estimated that Yang Han will not be so happy!

......

At noon, the teahouse downstairs was about to close, and those old men who had not yet enjoyed themselves left with their hands rubbed their hands under the comfort of Yang Han and Wu Maocai.

Yang Ruoyi also slipped down quietly with her friends at this time! As soon as they came down the stairs, they saw Yang Han turn his head and look at it, one by one, he immediately straightened his waist and squeezed out a smile unnaturally.

"Dad, we, are we going to eat at Aunt He's place at noon today, or are we going home to eat?" Yang Ruoyi smiled brightly, but this was just a cover-up, she was so nervous that she was nervous for a while, and finally she had nothing to say.

"Eat a little more in the teahouse today, your fifth uncle said that in the morning, your aunt went to buy vegetables, and just happened to come across your favorite vegetable supplement (Hokkien language, referring to the crunchy pickles made of radish), so I bought some and fried it for you to eat. Yang Han said with a smile.

"Is there a vegetable supplement?Is it fried meat or scrambled eggs?" Yang Ruoyi hugged her father's arm in surprise, so happy that she forgot that she and her friends were still calculating how to pit her father just now!

"It's all, it's all there. Wu Maocai looked at Yang Ruoyi lovingly beside him and said with a smile.

"That's great! Stir-fried meat, scrambled eggs, and porridge are super delicious!" Yang Ruoyi was so happy that she began to circle in front of the counter in the teahouse.

"Feifei, Peng Peng, do you want to stay and eat too?" Yang Han looked at Tang Wenfei and Peng Xueyuan next to him with a smile, and asked with concern.

In fact, the relationship between the three families is very good, whether it is Yang Ruoyi or the other two, they have all eaten at each other's house. Of course, because Yang Han's fried dishes are delicious, and sometimes Tang Wenfei's parents are not available, most of the time, Tang Wenfei and the others come to Yang Ruoyi's house for dinner.

It's just a matter of two more pairs of chopsticks!

But today Tang Wenfei and Peng Xueyuan were embarrassed to stay, they waved their hands weakly, and said in unison: "No need, Uncle Yang, Uncle Wu, I cooked at home." ”

The girl thought about it more delicately, and Tang Wenfei also added a "thank you".