Chapter 548: What kind of character relationship is this?!(Ask for a monthly pass!)

I was having dinner with Liu Wenqiang before, and when I met this old student, the other party had a face painted on his face, not to mention, and he was wearing a mustache to cover half of his face.

Li Shixin listened to the familiar voice for a long time, and it wasn't until this guy bowed that he suddenly met the number in his heart.

Thinking of the quarrel between the old man and his son just now, the cause of the conflict seemed to have something to do with the previous bottle of Moutai, Li Shixin smiled.

made a gesture to a group of old fans, and walked forward under the puzzled eyes of Zhao Jinzhi and Wu Ming.

"Brother, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here. ”

A person suddenly appeared behind him, startling the old man who was angry and ready to fight his son.

came back to his senses, shrunk and looked at Li Shixin, and the old man's eyes widened.

"You are, you are you...... The inside of the goods!"

Hearing the old man's name for himself, Li Shixin's forehead instantly formed a few black lines.

Regarding the old man's evaluation of himself, he could only smile helplessly.

Before experiencing the dream of the [Pear Garden Technique, which is about to be broken], his aesthetics of Peking Opera mainly came from the memory of the old man's body.

Among the old man's memories, there are not many parts about Peking Opera. Most of them are playing chess and cards in the community, listening to the radio or some famous passages in the storyteller.

Reluctantly, even a Peking Opera lover who knows some famous passages and can rely on his voice to draw a scoop according to the gourd - even ticket holders can't reach it.

But according to that aesthetic standard, Li Shixin also felt that the old students of that day sang ordinary.

The reason for the applause and applause is entirely because of the old student's sentence at that time, "The play has been opened, and all directions come to listen." One side is a man, three parties are ghosts, and four parties are gods. Whether there is or no one in the audience, you must finish singing. And the sentence "What the ancestors left behind, if mortals don't listen to it, it doesn't mean that the ghosts and gods don't listen." ”

This dedication to craftsmanship really poked Li Shixin's heart.

But now is clearly not the time to tear things down.

Facing the old man's surprise, Li Shixin looked at the old man's son on the side, and said with a faint smile: "I heard that you two had an unpleasant quarrel just now, and I am ashamed to say that your father's bottle of wine was given to me at that time." I didn't think much about it at first, and I thought that your father was the owner of the hotel, so I accepted this kindness. If this makes your father and son unhappy, I really can't help it. Look at how much that bottle of wine costs? I'll make it up for you. ”

Hearing what Li Shixin said, the old grandson was stunned.

"Huh!"

But before he could speak, Lao Sun on the side blew up as if he had been stepped on by someone's tail!

"Brother, you're not right! My Sun Liancheng is not poor yet, isn't it just a bottle of ten-year Moutai? Not to mention that our old Sun family does not have the family style of sending out things to be recycled, let's just say that today's matter has nothing to do with that bottle of wine. ”

Glaring at Li Shixin's arm, Sun Liancheng pulled him in front of his son, "But you came just in time today, Lao Tzu has been running this theater for more than four years, and this little beast has been cold to me for more than four years." What do I say about the fact that I am not doing a proper job in this theater, and it is a thing that makes money for nothing, and it is impossible for anyone to look at it. Brother, you know. Tell him, how is my play now?"

"Forehead ......"

Li Shixin's mouth.

Let's not talk about your play, your son is very real.

The quarrel between the father and son has attracted the people who left and right the shop. In addition, there are a lot of tourists here in Liulichang, and there are already a lot of people watching the excitement on the side of the street.

Knowing that Li Shixin was the one who sent the wine that day, Sun Liancheng's son Sun Yuming suppressed his anger and stomped his foot fiercely: "Dad! You are really my own father! Are you really confused or are you pretending to be confused? After drinking a bottle of Moutai from you, even if people don't treat you well, you have to say that you have a decent wine." ”

"That's right, old grandson, let's help the child say a word, which is to get involved in your family affairs. I don't know where to talk to outsiders, is it fair? This is the neighbor for decades, I talk a lot, and I don't think it's too much to change someone else to let me take care of this idle matter!"

"Brother Zhang is right, Lao Sun, you are a double standard!"

"Who says it's not. In the past two years, you have said that you have been arguing with your children on the street every day, what has become of you? Lao Sun, it is true that you are your father, but you also have to consider the opinions of your children. You're retiring, but when the kids are stressed, think about it, don't you?"

In the dissatisfaction of his neighbors and the discussion of others, Sun Liancheng took a deep breath.

Seeing the old man's face flush, Li Shixin shook his head. took out his wallet and counted three thousand yuan, silently stuffed it into Sun Liancheng's hand, turned around and walked out of the crowd.

But as soon as he turned around and took two steps, there was a commotion behind him.

The next moment, I saw the sky full of red tickets, fluttering with the breeze.

"Grandma!"

Behind him, there was a loud shout.

"For this family, I have done things that I don't like for half my life. Lao Tzu is fifty-seven years old this year, and half of it is cut into the soil. I don't have any pursuits in this life, so I'm just like Peking Opera. When I'm old, I'm going to do something I want to do, what's wrong? It's true that Lao Tzu is a father, but when he is a father, he has to live aggrieved and aggrieved?"

Listening to a roar full of grievances behind him, Li Shixin shook his head helplessly.

"It's not easy for anyone to say, today is today. Let me tell you clearly, Lao Tzu wants to live for himself once! In this life, if you don't make a mistake once, regardless of the gains and losses, and go to the soup and fire once, then you still come to this world to go through this dry egg?"

With another roar, Li Shixin stopped and turned his head suddenly.

In the crowd, looking at everyone's helpless eyes, Sun Liancheng took a deep breath.

"I'm like a lost dog, who do I say with a stomach full of grievances?

I am like a goose mourning in the sky, I am like a dragon swimming on a shallow beach;

I'm like a fish swallowing a hook and line, I'm like a boat that has lost its rudder in the waves......"

Maybe he held his breath in his heart for too long, and in front of everyone, Sun Liancheng tore his throat.

On the side, watching his father playing donkey on the street, Sun Yuming let out a long sigh of relief.

"Dad, can you stop a little? I don't need this shop, I'll beg you not to be embarrassed!"

As soon as he spoke, a large hand held him down on the shoulder.

A figure with deep facial features and gray hair appeared behind him.

"Child, it's a shame for your dad to have a conflict with you on the street. can sing, not ashamed. ”

Sun Yuming, who was full of astonishment, smiled, and Li Shixin stood beside Sun Liancheng.

Gangsun Liancheng sang a passage from "Wen Zhaoguan".

It is said that King Chuping beheaded Wu Zixu's father Wu Hao, and pursued his brother Wu Shang. Wu Zixu escaped from Fancheng and defected to the state of Wu. King Chuping hung images everywhere for arrest. The soldiers were blocked in Zhaoguan, but fortunately the hermit Donggao Gong hid in his home, and he did not come out for several days. The soldiers tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and their hair turned white overnight in a hurry.

Sun Liancheng has emotions in this paragraph, but there is no skill at all.

Under the excitement, the breath was not reversed, not to mention the charm, and even the tone seemed a little weird.

Knowing that he didn't sing well, looking at Li Shixin, who was standing beside him back and forth, Sun Liancheng's old face turned red.

Noticing Sun Liancheng's face, Li Shixin smiled slightly, and took the next section of Donggao Gong with a heavy dantian;

Listening to the words, my heart was sour, and the iron and stone people also burst into tears when they heard it.

The soldiers were originally heroes, and their loyal ministers and filial sons were worthy of their reputation.

Only complains about the old man behind his back, how can he participate in the organs in his sleeves?

If you save someone, I will protect him tomorrow... Pass the Zhao Pass!"

When Li Shixin's loud and clear, long-breathing, and full of charm singing voice came out, there was immediately a burst of discussion around him.

The old people in the capital, regardless of whether they like it or not, most of them grew up listening to dramas from their parents.

"Yo! I haven't heard this tone in many years!"

"Hey, where did this horn come from?"

"Mian Sheng, there are only a few people who can be called in Beijing now, but I haven't seen this one. ”

Seeing Li Shixin, an outsider supporting the ignorant old man at home, Sun Yuming's face sank.

"Sir, this is our family matter, how can you speak?"

As he spoke, there was a muffled pop, and it sounded suddenly.

I don't know when, Sun Liancheng has burst into tears.

In Sun Yuming's surprise, he hugged Li Shixin's thigh.

"Grandma!"

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After singing for a while, Li Shixin, who was breathed, glanced at Sun Liancheng at his feet and smiled slightly.

Facing the bewildered crowd next to him, he arched his hand.

"It's ugly. It's an old man who is nosy. The wind cannot be tied, the shadow cannot be captured, and the ambition is immeasurable. The ancients were tired of the night, and they were still traveling with candles, this person, if he wanted to pursue his dreams and wishes without affecting others, there was no reason for others to stop him. There is no need to impose your values on him, some people are close to the clouds, and some people like to swim fish. He sinks and floats, and the fish and birds are suitable. If you don't get used to it, it's over. Why...... Do you have to do justice?"

"Shixin said it well!"

On the side, the old man Liu Feng and others, who had watched the excitement for a long time, immediately let out a shout and stood up.

Facing Li Shixin's meaning, several neighbors around him were embarrassed and turned back to their respective shops.

Only Sun Yuming, who was in front of the Grand Theater, looked at his old father, who had completely turned into a pendant and called his grandmother, was completely messy.

(??????);

Too grandma?

...... No?

What kind of character relationship is this!?

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