After visiting Su Chaodu, Xu Chunqiu walked out of the door of the Su family with the ring.

Xiaobai's nanny car outside the door was gone, and an extended Cayenne was parked on the side, and the driver's seat window slowly rolled down.

Lu Xiu poked his head out and asked her, "Where is the next stop?"

Xu Chunqiu trotted over, pulled the car door and sat down in the passenger seat familiarly, allowing Lu Xiu to lean over and fasten her seat belt.

I only heard Xu Chunqiu coldly say three words: "Babao Mountain." ”

"Okay, what are you going to do in Babao Mountain?" Lu Xiu couldn't help but guess, "Are you going to worship the old man?"

Xu Chunqiu shook his head and said in a calm tone: "I want to go and see my tomb." ”

Lu Xiu sighed, where did someone ask to see his grave so inappropriately, but thinking of the old man of the Su family she had just visited, she probably remembered something that belonged to her time.

He stepped on the gas pedal and drove out.

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At this time, it is still far from Qingming, the winter in Beijing is dry and cold, and the grass and trees on the outskirts of the city are withered and yellow. There were not many people who came to worship, and they met a few pedestrians on the way, most of them with their heads bowed and their thick coats wrapped tightly in the cold wind.

Along the way, I met a few flower stalls, the girl who sold flowers was so cold that her lips were white, and the trolley was a plain flower such as white chrysanthemum, yellow chrysanthemum, white Baihe, and carnation.

Lu Xiu stopped the car halfway and came down to buy a large handful of white roses with dew.

It is not cheap to buy a cemetery in Babaoshan, as early as a few years ago, it has reached a high price of 100,000 yuan per square meter, renewed every 20 years, and the price has been rising in recent years.

Xu Chunqiu obviously didn't expect that Su Chaowan would spend so much money to erect a monument for her.

In the empty cemetery, there was only the faint sound of shoes stepping on the grass, and they passed through rows of stone monuments, gray-black tablets neatly stacked in rows, draped with wreaths left by grave sweepers.

She scanned around, quickly finding her target.

There are no wreaths or incense in front of the tombstone, but it is recognizable at a glance, and the monument is covered with a costume embroidered with gold thread, which is very red, as if it is a little out of place with the whole cemetery.

She lifted the costume, and the gilded inscription underneath was exposed to the human eye.

The name on the tombstone is "Xu Chunqiu", and there is nothing else, no photos, no date of birth and death, nothing.

Xu Chunqiu stood in front of his tomb and vaguely felt that this was really a wonderful experience.

It turns out that life and death are so close.

At that moment, she couldn't tell whether this wonderful world in ninety years was an ethereal dream.

"This is a monument erected for me by my sister in the troupe. Xu Chunqiu explained.

The column of the person who erected the monument was impressively written with the words "Su Chaodu".

Lu Xiu nodded, placed the large handful of white roses in front of the tomb, bowed deeply, and then cleared his throat, as if to say something.

Xu Chunqiu said on the side: "I'm here, if you have anything to tell me directly, don't you tell me directly." ”

Why talk solemnly to that cold tombstone.

Immediately after, she heard Lu Xiu's deep voice say solemnly word by word.

"Hello, I'm Lu Xiu. ”

"Someone who will be your husband in about 90 years. ”

Xu Chunqiu's pupils widened slightly, and she opened her mouth half-open, as if she had forgotten to breathe.

And Lu Xiu only paused slightly, and then continued.

"Maybe you don't believe it, 90 years later, you are still young and beautiful, so that people can't take their eyes off it at a glance. ”

"You've been an idol and an actor, and there are many, many people who know you and like you. You seem to be able to do everything well. ”

He put the costume back on and put it on the top of the stone tablet: "Peking Opera may not be as prosperous as your time now, but you are still working hard. ”

"Whether it's a variety show, a movie, the Spring Festival Gala, or the theater around the Third Ring Road, you have been constantly bringing this art to more people. ”

"I've always been glad I could meet you like this. ”

He finally bowed his head to the tombstone, paused and said, "Then take your leave, take care." ”

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Xu Chunqiu couldn't tell how he felt when he heard the long list of words Lu Xiu said in front of the monument.

As if something had been knocked over, she mechanically followed Lu Xiu's steps out of the cemetery, and then got into her car.

When Lu Xiu was fastening her seat belt, he noticed the red rope and ring hanging around her neck, and said, "You put it on?"

Xu Chunqiu nodded confusedly, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

Wait, the theater around the Third Ring Road, did she talk to Lu Xiu?

"How do you know that I recently bought a garden to make a theater?" Xu Chunqiu said sullenly.

Lu Xiu smiled: "Not only do I know that you bought that garden, but I also know that you have posted almost all the money you have earned since you entered the circle and used it as a down payment for this theater." ”

The signal light in front turned red, Lu Xiu stepped on the brakes and stopped, turned his head and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to buy a theater garden?"

After a while, Xu Chunqiu finally spoke: "Do you think that Liyuan Xing is actually very similar to the entertainment industry?"

"To be precise, the current entertainment industry was placed a few decades ago, and it was Liyuan Xing. ”

"There is capital, there is operation, there is drama, there is an audience, they are essentially the same thing. ”

"They all lack a platform. ”

Just as singing and dancing idols lack a platform for singing, Peking Opera also lacks such a platform.

"So I wanted to make a theater. ”

It is unrealistic to have a grand theater like opera, it is too expensive for both the performers and the audience, and Peking Opera is not exactly a spring and snow, it should be something more down-to-earth.

It's best to have a small theater, or a teahouse, regardless of origin and faction, anyone can come.

She wanted to break down that wall.

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Lu Xiu expressed his unconditional support as always, but this time, after she sent Xu Chunqiu home, she dialed a phone call.

"How much money is Xu Chunqiu missing to buy that garden?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and after a moment he replied, "The location of that garden is very good, and she spent a small 10 million yuan on the down payment alone." ”

Is it really worth it to take a mortgage in your early twenties for a theater that has almost no room for profit?

The owner was in a hurry to go abroad and promised her to pay in installments, and if she bought it in full, I was afraid that 50 million would not be able to hold it. ”

Lu Xiu pondered for a moment: "I know." ”