Liang Fusheng returned to China for two months, and Miss Shen Er did not see the Liang family's move to propose marriage for a long time, so she took a group of subordinates and came to the door to complain to the old lady of the Liang family.

Old lady Liang stroked her beard and said in disbelief: "You said that my family is entangled with the drama?"

He seemed to be listening to some fantasy: "Impossible, Fusheng never enters the opera garden." ”

"This kid has received a Western-style education since he was a child, and you say that he has some credibility when he dates someone in the cinema, but he is afraid that he can't even understand half of the sentence when he enters the theater. ”

Miss Shen Er was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, where did Young Master Liang enter the opera garden for the play, he was clearly for people.

"What's more, even if he really plays a show outside, it's not a big deal," the old lady waved her hand to calm her down, "It's just a thing, where is it worth spending so much effort?"

Seeing that Miss Shen Er wanted to speak and stopped, Mrs. Liang added another sentence: "The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, the marriage of the two families was decided early, are you still afraid that he will not be able to escape?"

"It's a big deal, I'll urge him for you, and getting married as soon as possible is a big deal. ”

Miss Shen Er's fluctuating mood finally calmed down a little, but Liang Fusheng seemed to be on fire here.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

The old lady said in a relaxed tone: "I got up early this morning, and Miss Shen Er came to the door. ”

As soon as Liang Fusheng heard the words "Miss Shen Er", his face turned cold.

The old lady said bitterly: "You have been dragging other girls for so many years, hurry up and accept it when you see it, and get things done." ”

He said as if the two of them had already made up their minds, and only the bride was left to enter the door and set up a banquet.

"I don't like her again, I haven't even seen her face when the marriage is decided, isn't this delaying other girls?"

When he returned from abroad, he learned freedom, equality, democracy and republic, and Mrs. Liang talked to him about "the life of his parents and the words of the matchmaker", which was like a chicken talking to a duck and playing the piano to a cow.

"Others come back from abroad to save the country and serve the country, what am I?"

Old lady Liang didn't care: "Self-cultivation Qi family to rule the country and level the world, you must first Qi family to govern the country." ”

"The child of the Shen family is a rare good girl, with a good appearance and a good temperament. ”

He made an empathetic gesture again: "If you really have a girl you like outside, it's a big deal to marry her back and be your aunt's wife, and our family can still afford to raise a three-bedroom and four-bedroom family......"

Liang Fusheng only felt irritable, he thought about the fairy figure standing on the three-foot red platform in the Peking Theater, and remembered that she was chewing sugar gourds with her cheeks, like a hamster, so vivid.

Which point is not a hundred times stronger than the so-called Shen family girl?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like a fish in his throat, so he simply came out of the house with his eyebrows twisted, out of sight and out of mind.

The black car was waiting at the door, and Liang Fusheng got into the car, and he didn't say where he was going for a long time.

The driver, Uncle Wang, looked at him from the rearview mirror, and didn't ask until he drove out of the Liang Mansion for two miles: "Young master, where are you going?" ”

Liang Fusheng frowned: "Let's just go around first." ”

The car drove through Yuyuan Pond, drove through Diaoyutai again, drove all the way to the southwest, the eleven arch holes of Lugou Bridge lay leisurely on the waves of the Yongding River, and the stone lion at the top of the pillar had different postures.

I only heard Liang Fusheng say in the back seat: "Stop here, I'll go down and smoke a cigarette." ”

He lit a cigarette against the rushing waters of the Yongding River, and the smoke slowly dispersed in front of him.

Liang Fusheng was pacing along the riverbank, but he heard someone talking.

"Is Boss Qu crazy, why is he there?"

"You mean that the guy on the bridge is the boss of Qu? the boss of the Beiping Theater?"

"Isn't it, still wearing a costume!"

"Why did she run to the Lugou Bridge in broad daylight, is she singing stupidly?"

"Look at how dangerous this is, if you don't pay attention, you will fall?"

“......”

Boss Qu?

Liang Fusheng looked at the Lugou Bridge as they said, and there was really a figure.

Slender and beautiful, who is not Qu Jinghong.

She was dressed in a bright costume, but her face was plain.

When others crossed this Lugou Xiaoyue, they all walked steadily from the spacious and smooth bridge deck, but Qu Jinghong did not take the ordinary road. She stepped on the embroidered shoes used for singing on stage, rolled up her water sleeves and walked on the stone gan by the bridge with her hands flat.

On both sides of the Lugou Bridge, there is a row of chest-high pillars, and 281 pillars are carved with large and small lions, and the two pillars are connected by carved railings.

At this moment, Qu Jinghong stood on the top of a lookout pillar, stepped on the head of the stone lion and jumped lightly and skillfully, and then landed on the railing between the two pillars precariously, and staggered to his feet.

She walked slowly, her heels lifted, and only the forefoot was on the trunk.

Half a hook to leave a light three autumns, a wave clip mirror.

The sky darkened little by little, and the people on the trunk were like light shadows on one side, together with the beautiful scenery of Lugou Xiaoyue, forming a beautiful landscape painting, but Liang Fusheng was not interested in appreciating it.

The cigarette in his hand leaked uncontrollably between his fingers, and he didn't care about anything, just strode in the direction of Qu Jinghong.

Qu Jinghong continued, she climbed to the next pillar in three or two steps, stood on top of the stone lion's head and pinched her fingers, just about to raise her voice.

Before she could open her mouth, she only felt that her waist was being hugged.

First she lost her center of gravity uncontrollably, and then she felt herself sink into a warm embrace.

The snow-white sleeves of water spread out in the air and hung down long on the ground, and Liang Fusheng's arms wrapped powerfully around her waist and brought her down in one go.

Something collapsed in his heart, and everything seemed to become less important the moment he saw Qu Jinghong staggering on top of the stone lion's head.

Liang Fusheng firmly restrained her, repeated it to her over and over again, and also said to himself: "Don't do stupid things, don't do stupid things......"

"I didn't do anything stupid. Qu Jinghong replied calmly.

But in this situation, he didn't seem to listen to anything.

Liang Fusheng took advantage of the hugging posture to speak in her ear, the feeling was crispy and itchy, and the breath spitted up, and the whole person had to be numb.

She heard him say almost to her earlobe, "My heart is pleased with you." ”

Rumble.

The sound of heartbeats rumbled, and for a while they couldn't tell each other apart.