One

The red in the mountains is called spring peony before it becomes a horn.

Chun Peony finally became a horn at the age of sixteen.

If Shili Xiang doesn't do that, I don't know how many years the dream of red horns in the mountains will be done.

As a result, that night, the twenty-year-old Shilixiang had that incident, and the sixteen-year-old Yamali Red became a horn.

That night, the Beizhen duo turned to the opera team to sing a big opera in the Xie family compound, and the big opera has been singing for three days. This is the festive day of the Xie family compound, the old master Xie Mingdong passed away, and the young master Xie Bomin rushed back to Xie Jiatun from Fengtian to mourn his father. Xie Mingdong, the old boss, is already seventy-five years old, and when a seventy-five-year-old person dies, he can be regarded as a long life in a radius of dozens of miles. The death of a high-lived person is considered a white joy. The old boss Xie Mingdong gave birth to Xie Bomin in his later years, a seedling in a thousand hectares. Xie Bomin is also the heir of the Xie family's compound in any case. The old owner went, and the young owner went out of the mountain, which was another joy. With the addition of the two joys, the days of the Xie family's compound are extraordinary.

The young owner has been in Fengtian City for some years. When he was a teenager, he went to study in Fengtian City, and after a few years of studying, he was able to read and break sentences, and later encouraged his father to take out some silver taels and open two pharmacies in Fengtian City. Before the Shaodong family returned to Xie Jiatun, the Shaodong family, Xie Bomin, was running a pharmacy business in Fengtian City. Xie Bomin was twenty-two years old, and it can be said that he was proud.

The death of the old club Xie Mingdong did not show a trace of sadness on the face of the young owner, and even had some joy. Shaodong Xie Bomin wears a long shirt, a top hat, smokes paper cigarettes, and the platinum ring on his hand shines brightly.

As soon as the Shaodong family entered the Xie family's compound, they first looked at the thick coffin that stopped in the center of the courtyard, and then let people lift the lid of the coffin to look at his father's face, and his father's face showed no pain at all. Xie Bomin's heart was at ease, and he shouted at the Xie family's compound emptyly: Dad, you are leaving, and my son will send you seven days of happiness.

After Xie Bomin finished shouting emptyly, he shouted to the subordinates who were stunned: Why don't you go and invite the troupe.

The servant answered, and fled as if he were gone.

The two of Beizhen turned to the troupe, and they became famous within a radius of 100 miles, and the young owner wanted to invite the troupe, so he naturally wanted to invite the best troupe. There are two famous actors in the Beizhen opera troupe, the male is the yak, and the female is Shilixiang. Let's not talk about men, let's talk about Shilixiang, this year's Fang is twenty years old, the figure is naturally what you want, the face is naturally clear eyebrows, white teeth and red lips, the most exciting thing is that good voice, to stand on the stage, the tactful voice with a little fragrance can be transmitted out of the two miles. As long as there is a small mouth, the audience is full of people and Haitian applause.

The platform was set up, and the guy rang. The two corners of Shilixiang and Yakzi tried their best, and they sang darkly for a while, and the sun and moon were dark. The men, women and children of Xie Jiatun have opened their eyes, such a famous horn, they have to sing in the Xie family compound for seven days, God, this is more lively than the New Year.

If there is no New Year's Day, the young owner invited the troupe to sing a seven-day drama, which made Xie Jiatun thousands of people happy. They gave up their way to live in the fields and rushed to the Xie family's compound in the dark.

The young owner Xie Bomin is naturally also a fan of drama, and the two of them are deeply loved by Xie Bomin in this form. A man and a woman stood on the stage, singing the past and the present with red lips and white teeth, and all the meat and elegance in the world were sung.

Shao Dong Xie Bomin sat in the front row, and a table of eight immortals was placed in front of him. The twenty-two-year-old young owner naturally focused more on the twenty-year-old Shilixiang. Shilixiang's cloud hand, a turn, and the exposed bumps and bumps can attract the applause of the young owner. The old man who sat on the side of the stage and pulled the erhu, every time he heard the applause of the young owner, his heart was a little more appropriate. He knows that these generous owners are the parents of the troupe. If the owner is happy, the reward is naturally indispensable. If there is any place that makes the owner unhappy, it will naturally cut off the back road for the troupe.

The young proprietor applauded one after another, like clear spring rain and dew flowing into Lao Gui's heart.

On the third day of the play, Shilixiang had an accident. Until then, there was no indication that something was going to happen. Shilixiang sang and sang "Ah", and fainted on the stage. For a while, there was chaos on and off the stage.

The old crutch clearly saw a wisp of bright red blood flowing out of Shilixiang's trouser legs. Lao Gui's head was struck by lightning, and the sky collapsed.

Ten miles of incense is the stage that was carried by the yak. At that time, the two were singing, and the yak sang half of the lyrics of "love to the depths of my brother's heart", and Shili Xiang fell down with a "ah".

Thousands of people in the audience were in chaos, and the young owner was hearing Xingtou, but he didn't expect that as soon as he lowered his head, Shilixiang fainted. When there is chaos on the stage, there will be chaos off the stage.

The old crutch who ran to the backstage understood everything at a glance, and he sent someone to ask for a doctor for Shilixiang, while thinking about saving the scene. He first saw the yak who was stunned there, and yelled at the yak: What are you still doing in a daze, don't go on the field soon!

He was stunned by the scene in front of him, and he said indiscriminately: What field, what field am I playing alone?

Lao Guan saw the spring peony at this time. Sixteen-year-old Chun Shao's little face was flushed, she seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a lifetime, and I don't know when, Chun Shao's makeup had been put on. The helpless old crutch grabbed Chun Shao's arm like a life-saving grass, and said as if crying: Chun Shao, you go up.

Chun Shao walked to the front of the stage at this moment, and she said to the dizzy man: My lang...... With just one sound, the audience fell silent.

An innocent voice burst out from a small mouth of Chun Shao, and the young owner first looked at him with a pair of eyes, and then shouted in shock: Okay!

Spring peony turned into a horn at that moment.

Chun Shao, who has become a horn, has her own stage name - Shanli Hong.

Two

Chun Shao, who entered the troupe at the age of eight, dreamed of becoming a corner from the first day she joined the troupe. Eight years later, her dream has finally come true.

Shilixiang gave a small birth on the stage, which surprised all the troupe members. Lao Guan would never have dreamed that the honest Shili Xiang would do the ugly thing that almost ruined the troupe. There is an unwritten rule in the troupe, that is, once you become a corner, you can't get married, otherwise you won't be a corner. Whether it is a male or female character, once you become a corner, you will have many fans. Theater fans are the food and clothing parents of the theater troupe. The fans focused all their life dreams on Jiao'er's body, and Jiao'er's every move affected the hearts of the fans. Jiao'er is the perfect idol for theater fans, once this kind of idol is broken, there will be no desperate theater fans who go south and north to cheer for you and cheer for you.

The current leader of the troupe, Lao Gui, used to be a corner, and that was when Lao Gui was young. When he was young, he was handsome and had a good voice, which was deeply loved by fans. Especially those young girls and little daughters-in-law who were provoked to run all over the world with the troupe, they didn't do anything else, just to watch the old crutches. As long as you see the old crutch, your dreams at night will be much richer.

Lao Guan eats the bowl of rice with his throat, and all the splendid dramas are sung by Lao Guan with a good voice, where there are people who have lives and dreams. Now Lao Gui's voice has fallen, all the splendid scenery in the world has disappeared in front of Lao Gui's eyes in an instant, and the young women who admire and secretly love Lao Gui are crying and tearing goodbye to their beloved Lao Gui in their dreams.

Since then, Lao Gui has changed to pull the erhu, and Lao Gui's dreams and hearts have flowed out of the erhu as described, and Lao Gui's life has also retreated from the front desk to the backstage. That year, Lao Guan was twenty-eight years old. The twenty-eight-year-old man married his good friend. At the age of twenty, the old crutch became a corner, and at the age of twenty-two, the old crutch met a good Lamei in Yakniutun, and Lamei was eighteen that year. Later, Lao Guan and Lamei had that incident, and Lamei became pregnant. You can't get married if you're pregnant, this is the rule of the troupe. Later, Lamei gave birth to a boy, and Lao Gui named the boy Yakzi. All this, of course, is carried out in secret. Lamei is in full swing in love with Lao Gui, she has been waiting for a long time, without regrets. When Lao Guan and Lamei got married, they were both six years old. Later, the yak became a horn.

Lao Guan pushed Spring Peony to the front desk in a desperate situation, and this push didn't matter, so he launched a hot mountain red.

Shilixiang collapsed in the shed in the background, in a pool of blood. Chinese medicine was invited, and at this time, Chinese medicine was wholeheartedly giving birth to Shilixiang. The Chinese medicine doctor knew at the first glance that the fetus could not be saved, so it could only be aborted.

The old crutch was outside the shed, his hands behind his back, and he was so angry that he turned around. He listened to the movement at the front desk with one ear, if Chun Shao smashed it again, all the efforts in the Xie family's compound would be wasted.

The Chinese medicine doctor finally came out of the shed, and the Chinese medicine doctor held a plate in his hand, and a ball of flesh and blood lay in the middle of the plate. As soon as the Chinese medicine doctor saw the old crutch, he said: There is nothing left this time, it's all here. Lao Guan knows the intentions of traditional Chinese medicine, and the reputation of the Beizhen opera troupe is in the mouth of traditional Chinese medicine. The old man hurriedly took the tray in the hand of the Chinese medicine practitioner, put it in a dark place, and hurriedly took out the silver from his arms, and the old man took out a handful and another handful, until the Chinese medicine doctor took back the money bag. Every time Lao Guan takes out a handful, it seems to be digging out his heart and liver. These silver taels are the life of Lao Guan and the life of the entire troupe.

The Chinese medicine doctor was satisfied and accepted the money bag, raised a pale face, and said to the old crutch with a smile: It's nothing, it's really nothing, this girl has a gynecological disease, and she will be fine after a few days of recuperation.

Lao Guan sent away the Chinese medicine doctor with great gratitude.

The performance in the Xie family's compound finally ended smoothly.

The young owner Xie Bomin was in a good mood and mourned for the old club.

On the day he left the Xie family's compound, Lao Guan found Shilixiang. After a few days of recuperation, Shilixiang has been able to move around, her body is still very weak, and her face is naturally pale.

The old crutch said: Do it according to the old rules.

Shili Xiang listened, and knelt down for the old crutch. She knelt on the ground for a long time, silently.

Lao Guan turned his face and said: Don't say anything, let's go, let's find your friend.

Shilixiang cried out sadly: Uncle, I was wrong.

Lao Gui straightened his face: Girl, it's not that I don't mean to be emotional, the Beizhen opera team was almost destroyed in your hands, let you go This is the best result.

Shilixiang called again: Uncle Wow, where do you let me go!

Lao Guan said again: It's okay if you don't let you go, then tell me, who is he?

Ten miles of incense hung down one of his heads, and tears flowed out violently.

Lao Guan asked several times in a row, but Shilixiang just didn't say it, just washed his face with tears.

In the end, Lao Guan said: Then you can go.

Everyone was watching.

He was the first to kneel down, and he shouted: Dad, you just leave Xiao Xiangmei behind, let her do anything!

Yamasato Red also knelt down, and at this time Yamasato Red had replaced Shilixiang, which has been verified by facts. She also said: Uncle Wow, you can leave Sister Xiaoxiang.

And they all fell to their knees.

Lamei shouted heartbreakingly: Where did you let Xiaoxiang go, her father and mother are gone, you don't know it.

mentioned Shilixiang's father and mother, Lao Gui's heart softened. Their feelings are like brothers. Before they left, one of them grabbed the old crutch and didn't blink a glance, they couldn't rest assured that they couldn't stop at the eight-year-old Xiaoxiang. The old man was in tears. Lao Guan remembered the trust that Shilixiang's parents had entrusted him before they died, and his heart finally softened, and he finally stomped out of the shed.

Ten miles of incense is left.

Shan Lihong stood up very calmly, slapped the soil on her knees twice, and she walked up to Shilixiang and shouted: Sister.

Shili Xiang threw herself into the arms of Shanli Hong, and cried with a woman's heart.

The red in the mountains also shed two lines of tears coldly. She worked hard for her eight years and finally got to where she is today.

Three

It is no accident that spring peony can become a mountain red.

Chun Shao's parents are loyal fans of the Beizhen Opera Troupe. At that time, within a radius of dozens of miles, as long as there was a performance by the Beizhen opera troupe, there would be Chun Shao's parents. They went crazy for the Beizhen opera troupe. At that time, Chun Peony was still young, so they carried Chun Peony to the north and south, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning never delayed.

The little spring peony saw the magic of Jiao'er in the eyes of her parents, as long as they had a crush on the revered Jiao'er as soon as they appeared, they were fascinated by a pair of eyes and drunk with a heart. At the beginning, Chun Shao was still young, and she didn't understand what the troupe was about, and she couldn't understand the lyrics, but she liked the atmosphere when she watched the play. The crowd of men, women, and children surrounded the stage, and they shouted at the horns in the gap between the empty venues, which they could not experience at home in any way. Little Spring Peony, as long as her parents carried her to the stage, she would not cry or make trouble, and she would be immersed in the atmosphere of fascinated staring. Later, as she grew older, she could understand some of the words in the play, and she began to pay more attention to the stage. The first thing that attracted her was the bright costume of the female corner, and she was deeply attracted by the costume of the female corner. At that time, she was looking forward to growing up soon, and one day she would be able to wear the same clothes as a female horn.

When he was eight years old, something happened in his family.

Before this, the Chun Peony family had two acres and three points of land, although they were not rich, they could be said to live the lives of ordinary people. The mistake is that the parents went crazy and became fans of the Beizhen opera troupe. At that time, within a radius of dozens of miles, no matter whether large or small, as long as there was a happy event, they had to invite the Beizhen opera troupe to come to help the fun, and they regarded it as a very face-saving thing to be able to invite the Beizhen opera troupe. As a result, the troupe continued to perform in this area, and as long as there was a performance, the parents couldn't do anything, and ran like crazy to the place where they sang. After a long time, the two acres and three points of land will be barren, and the days of the Spring Peony family will be no one and no ghosts.

The days when there is no food are the days of trouble, and the parents start to make trouble. Their life is manifested in quarrels, and the content of their quarrels is the same. Let's talk about eating first, and then talk about play.

The father said, "Mother Chun Shao, borrow a liter of rice."

Mother said: I won't go, I don't have the face to borrow again, I have borrowed it eight times.

The father said, "If you don't go, you will starve the whole family to death."

Mother: If you don't serve well, you deserve to starve to death.

Father: If you don't have a full stomach, why do you go to the backing mountain to watch a play at night?

Mother: If you don't watch the drama every day, how can you not eat or drink at home?

Father: I don't want to watch you, I see that the old crutches in the troupe are about to hook your eyes out.

Mother: Hello, when you look at the fat girl, your eyes are about to fly out, what can you do, let you touch it or let you smell it?

The fat girl is a female character who sings against the old crutch. The mother's words hit the nail on the head, hurting the father's sore spots, and the father made a "woo" and pounced on the mother to beat them, and the two were like two red-eyed mice. At first, Chun Peony was always scared and cried, but later, she gradually got used to it. When her father and mother bit each other, she took out her flower dress from the kang cabinet, and said while putting it on: "Are you still fighting?"

When her parents heard her words, they came to their senses. The desire to watch the play prevailed, and they gasped roughly. In the end, it was the mother who wiped her tears and went out, ran to the east and west, and said that she borrowed half a liter of rice, boiled a pot of gruel, and ate her stomach. Then the family of three rushed into the night like a meteor and rushed towards their paradise on earth, the stage. As soon as the erhu sounded, the horn stood on the stage, and there was nothing.

On such a day, after the first day of the new year, I can't pass the fifteenth. Poverty leads to change. At that time, Zhang Zuolin, the warlord in Fengtian City, had just made his fortune, and he was recruiting troops everywhere. Chun Shao's father left the house in a fit of anger, and when he left, he said to Chun Shao's mother: Lao Tzu has had enough of these days, Lao Tzu wants to be a soldier, and there will be food, clothing and drama to watch in the future, you just wait at home, and wait for Lao Zi to step down and come to you one day.

The mother thought that her father was talking angrily, but she didn't expect that the father left and never looked back.

Mother's days are also over, she doesn't have the heart, and she doesn't have the strength to run crazy to the theater anymore. My mother sat on the bare kang all day and cried. Gradually, the mother cried as hard as she could, and she knew that she was dying. She called the eight-year-old Chun Shao, and the eight-year-old Chun Peony was already very sensible.

Mother said: Chun Shao, Mom is dying, Mom will send you to someone's home.

Chun Shao looked at her mother, stared at a pair of dark and bright eyes, and said: Send it, if you want to send you, send me to the troupe, I want to sing.

Chun Peony said seriously and seriously.

When the mother heard Chun Shao's words, she cried again with a "wow". Chun Shao's words touched on her mother's sadness: this family will be defeated in the play. After thinking about it, the mother couldn't think of how to make Chun Peony have a better way out.

Early that morning, my mother went on the road with a burning stick and a spring peony in the other hand. It is not difficult to find the Beizhen opera troupe, where there are gongs and drums, there is the troupe.

Mother saw Lao Gui, this is the lighthouse like Lao Gui in her mind, she used to only watch Lao Gui under the stage, this time, she knelt in front of Lao Gui for her daughter.

The mother said, "Take my daughter, and I will die."

The life of the troupe is not easy, looking at the face of the owner. It's hard for people outside to know the sourness of the troupe. They know that the people in the troupe are just on the stage, dressed in colorful clothes, talking, laughing and happy. Many people want to send their children to the troupe, looking forward to becoming a corner in the future, talking and laughing, and living a beautiful life. As for the troupe, one more person will have one more person to eat, so they don't accept people easily.

Without exception, Chun Shao and her mother were stubbornly rejected by Lao Guan and others. The mother had no way out, she knelt at the door of the troupe's station with a burning stick, knelt for a day, and then knelt for another night, and finally she made Chun Shao kneel too. Chun Shao looked up with a lovely little face, let the tears flow, and shouted with a small mouth: Uncle, aunt, you just accept me.

There is no way to do it.

Lao Guan and the others came out, and Chong Chunshao's mother and daughter said: You guys get up, we have to test this little girl's voice, if it doesn't work, we can't do it.

Chun Shao stood between the crowd without blushing and without a heartbeat, and sang half of "Mu Guiying's Expedition to the West". Before the song was finished, Lao Guan and the others were surprised, and then said: Let's stay first.

The troupe accepted the spring peony, and the mother's hand holding the burning stick was released, and she used up the last bit of strength in her life, and finally she fell down with the burning stick, and never got up again after falling.

After eight years of waiting, Chun Peony finally turned herself into a mountain red.

In the past eight years, she has long been familiar with all the reserved jokes of the troupe. Every time Jiao'er performs at the front desk, they can only wait in the back, pour tea, twist towels, and wait for Jiao'er to go backstage to take a breath after singing this play. At that time, when she was doing all this, her heart remained on the stage, and every time Jiao'er raised her hand and moved, she was holding her heart, including Jiao'er's eyes, she was familiar with it. There are many times when she looks at it and thinks about it, and feels that it is not the role that is acting at this moment, but her own acting. In this way, she acted out all the plays in her heart over and over again. Finally, she waited for the day.

The Xie family compound is an auspicious place that she can't forget.

On the day he left the Xie family's compound, Xie Bomin, the young owner, set up a few tables for a banquet to invite the Beizhen opera troupe. This is a hospitality that the troupe has never encountered before.

During the banquet, the young owner's eyes did not leave the left and right of the mountain red, and he was fascinated by the sixteen-year-old mountain red. Sixteen-year-old Shan Lihong first set foot in this way, her shyness, not pretentious at all, first blushed, and finally drunk with a pair of eyes, those eyes were watery and shy. In short, all the beauty of the girl makes the mountain red overflowing at this moment.

The well-informed young owner has seen everything, when he was studying in Fengtian City, he praised the horns in the opera garden, such horns are not only delicate and dusty, compared with the red in the mountains at this moment, it is really a world of difference. Shanlihong's innocent shyness made the heart of the young owner Xie Bomin numb again and again.

Lao Guan can see all this clearly, his heart is steady, and with the red in the mountains, the troupe will not be afraid of anything in the future.

Four

The mountains are red, and they are red all over the mountains, mountains, mountains, villages, and villages in Beizhen. Within a radius of 100 miles, anyone who has heard of the two people of Beizhen opera, no one does not know that the mountains are red. The sixteen-year-old mountain is red, like a bud soaked in night dew.

During the performance, Shan Lihong met her loyal drama fan Mr. Song.

Mr. Song wears a robe and a top hat. Mr. Song's clothes are far less glamorous than those of the young owner Xie Bomin. Mr. Song's robe was patched, and his top hat looked dusty. All this did not affect the attention of Yasarihong. As long as Shan Lihong stands on the stage, for some reason, she can always feel a pair of different eyes, warmly surrounding her. She knew that as soon as she came on stage, almost all the eyes of the fans would focus on her, but those eyes did not make her feel any difference, it was the fans' support for her, because she was a corner. Of course, the horn should attract the attention of many people. Among these many eyes, Shan Lihong found Mr. Song's gaze, and she followed her gaze and glued together with Mr. Song's gaze. Inexplicably, she was a little flustered. There was an inexplicable feeling that it slipped into her arms.

When singing, her eyes always have to consciously or unconsciously meet Mr. Song's gaze, and every time her gaze always runs away in panic.

No matter where she performs, Shan Lihong can always feel that Mr. Song's eyes are following her, as long as she looks at that feeling, she can definitely catch Mr. Song's unique eyes.

At first, Yamazato Red didn't think anything was there. She only treats him as an ordinary theater fan, following herself and paying attention to her actions, which is a common behavior of all theater fans who love her. Of course, before this, Shan Lihong didn't know that he was Mr. Song. Until one time, after their performance, Mr. Song found the backstage. Mr. Song first found Lao Gui, Mr. Song's demeanor seemed polite, and when he saw Lao Gui take off his hat, he leaned forward before putting on his top hat and then speaking. Mr. Song said: Boss, I have a few words, I don't know whether to say it or not?

Lao Guan said: Mr. has something to say, please say.

Mr. Song said: The "little hats" before each of your performances are too old and have nothing new, they are always exchanged for a few times, and after a long time, the fans will be dissatisfied.

Lao Guan straightened his face, took Mr. Song's hand, and said sincerely: Please advise Mr.

Mr. Song unhurriedly took out a stack of paper from his arms, which was full of words, handed it to Lao Guan and said: This is written by a contemptible person, I don't know if it is appropriate?

The old crutch took it, but his face was dazed. There are not many literate people in the troupe, they all entered the troupe at a few years old, and they were all born in hard-working families and had no opportunity to study, so the opera jokes they sang were all passed down orally and passed down from generation to generation.

The "little hat" before the two of them turned to the show refers to the temporary addition of the main play before the opening of the play in order to arouse the audience's emotions, most of which are gags. After the "Little Hat" was sung, the audience quieted down, and the main play began. This is the etiquette of singing two people, and it is also the rule. The quality of "Little Hat" directly affects the audience's mood, and the relationship between "Little Hat" and the big drama seems to be a few appetizers before the banquet.

Mr. Song saw Lao Gui's thoughts, so he took the pile of paper again, and he cleared his throat and read it to Lao Gui. Lao Guan only listened to a paragraph and came to his senses, he has been singing for so many years, and he has never heard such a fresh and catchy "little hat". Mr. Song combined the general psychology of current theater fans and wrote the lyrics. I don't know how many times stronger than those old-fashioned "little hats". In the past, it was known to some people of all ages, like what: Guanyin was born and shined on all people...... The sun shines, the moon is high, and the brother and daughter-in-law take sickles...... At that moment, Lao Guan called Shanlihong, Yakzi and others over, Mr. Song read it sentence by sentence, Shan Lihong and Yakzi sang sentence by sentence, and after a while, a few paragraphs of "little hat" were learned. The words are new, the tunes are old, but they sound completely new.

When Shanli Hong was learning to sing, she kept staring at Mr. Song's eyes, and she felt that Mr. Song's eyes contained a lot of content, just like Mr. Song's dramas, every sentence was new.

Since then, Mr. Song will appear in the troupe every now and then, bring his newly written "little hat" to the troupe, and then sing it by Shan Lihong and Yakzi, which is a different taste.

Mr. Song did all this without any remuneration, completely willingly. Gradually, everyone became familiar with Mr. Song. When the troupe catches up for dinner, Mr. Song will also stay and eat with everyone. Mr. Song didn't talk much, and he looked slow and reasonable. This is very new to the mountain red. The fans that Shan Lihong used to contact were all very vulgar people, and sometimes when singing, someone in the crowd would shout: Vegetarian is boring, let's have some meat. Someone else shouted: Let's have a paragraph of "Eighteen Touches".

At this time, if you don't come to Duan Meat, the play can't be sung, and Shanli Hong and Shili Xiang can only sing Duan Meat. At that time, Shanli Hong's mood was chaotic, and he lost the passion and feeling he had when he sang the main play. The audience was not satisfied with her singing so mechanically, and some people still shouted: The mountains are red, the waves are a little bit, the more waves you have, the better you look......

At that time, the mountains were smiling red, but tears were flowing in their hearts. Mr. Song in front of him is not such a person, his eyes are gentle and gentle when he looks at people, and his tone of voice is also warm. Shan Lihong likes to see Mr. Song speak.

Mr. Song is a native of Beizhen and lives by teaching private schools. His father taught private school all his life, and after his father's death, Mr. Song also began to teach private school. Life is not rich, but it can also be mixed with a level of food and clothing. Mr. Song is already twenty-nine years old, and he is still not married, and in his spare time, he reads poetry and watches plays, and there is nothing else. Since Shanlihong's debut, he only watched Shanlihong's performance, and he fell in love with Shanlihong's role. So, he walked into the troupe and approached Shanlihong.

As long as there is an opera troupe singing, there will be Mr. Song. He stood quietly in a corner, looking at the red mountains on the stage, still looking so gentle.

No matter where Mr. Song stands, as long as Shan Lihong stands on the stage, she can always see Mr. Song's figure. When the two eyes met, Mr. Song smiled, raised his top hat with his fingers, and said hello, and Shan Lihong also returned a bright smile. Next, Shanlihong felt very good when she sang the opera, as if all the dramas she sang were not aimed at the crowded audience, but at one person, that is, Mr. Song. She felt that only Mr. Song could understand those splendid dramas, love and love, tragedy and grandeur.

On several occasions, the troupe went to perform in a village far away from Beizhen, and Shan Lihong failed to find Mr. Song in the crowd, she sang listlessly, and inadvertently, she also sang two wrong sentences. The fans didn't notice it, but the yaks did. He said: What's wrong with you, if the fans find out, they will fall. The downfall is a cheer, and if you encounter those tricky fans again, you will coax the tricks off the stage. The horn was smashed.

It wasn't until Mr. Song appeared that Shanli Hong cheered up again. Fortunately, Mr. Song still came backstage every now and then to teach the "little hat" newly created by the Yakzi and Shanli Hong. At this time, Yamasato Red always looks very happy, talking and laughing. This is clearly seen by the yaks.

One day he said to Shanli Hong: Xiaohong, it's not normal for you to be like this, don't forget how Xiaoxiang fell to the stage.

At the mention of ten mile incense, the eyes of the yak turned red. Now Shilixiang can only sing some string scenes, since he is not a corner, people seem to have changed people, listless all day long, when there is nothing to do, he helps others wash clothes and cook rice.

Speaking of Shilixiang, Shanli Hong's heart also woke up, and she said to the yakzi: Brother yakzi, I understand this.

He didn't say anything more, and sighed heavily in his heart. Since Shilixiang fell down, the yaki often sighed. Shan Lihong can understand that Shilixiang and Yakzi have been playing for six years. Anyway, I haven't seen Mr. Song for a few days, and my heart is still not down.

Five

If things go so smoothly, there will be nothing, and the result is that the mountains are red.

To be exact, the red throat of the mountain has fallen.

Before the red throat fell in the mountains, there was a fever. According to the meaning of Lao Gui, if the mountain is red and has a fever, the troupe will rest for a few days, and wait for the mountain to recover.

Unexpectedly, Jia Liuzhi, a salt merchant in Beizhen, married the wife of the third aunt, and famously asked the mountains to come out to celebrate. Jia Liuzhi is one of the richest households in Beizhen, and he can't afford to offend him, so he came to ask for Shanlihong's opinion. At that time, the red burning in the mountains had subsided a little, so he said, "Uncle, I'll go."

The troupe set up the stage to perform.

The performance lasted from the evening until late at night. That day, at the beginning, Shanli Hong's mood was very good, and she saw Mr. Song again as promised. Mr. Song paid attention to the red mountains on the stage as usual.

In the middle of the night, the audience was restless, shouting for Shanli Hong and Yakzi to sing "Eighteen Touches", and if they didn't agree, they wouldn't let it end. The mountain was red and had no choice, so he sang "Eighteen Touches" hard. When Mr. Song sang "Eighteen Touches", he withdrew, and Shan Lihong saw that Mr. Song had withdrawn. At that moment, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart. At that moment, her voice fell, crackling, and she couldn't sing a word anymore. The audience "boomed" and it was chaotic. And the red horns of the mountains fell.

That year, Yamazato Hong had just turned eighteen years old.

The eighteen-year-old mountain is in pain. She is the spring peony of the past again.

Chun Shao never dreamed that she had just become a corner for two years, and she would have nothing overnight. In other words, from now on, Chun Shao will bid farewell to the stage of his dreams.

Chun Shao cried vigorously without eating or drinking.

Lao Guan seemed to have no way at this time, he turned around in front of Chun Peony like a donkey on a mill road. This kind of suffering, the old crutch is clear, he just changed to erhu when he poured his throat. For these of them who eat open-mouthed plays, pouring their throats is equivalent to losing their left hand and right arm. He let the spring peony surge and wept bitterly. In the end, the old crutch squatted down, and the squatting old crutch said while holding his head with his fist: I have lived half my life in vain, and I am not a human being.

Lao Guan regretted thousands of times at this time that he shouldn't have promised Jia Liuzhi to sing.

At this time, Lao Guan was even more painful than Chun Shao, he knew that Chun Shao's throat had fallen, and the troupe could not find a suitable role to replace Chun Peony for a while, in that case, the troupe would only have to drink the northwest wind.

All the people in the troupe gathered around Lao Guan and Chun Shao, and they lowered their heads, as if the world had come to an end. No one spoke at this time, they knew, and it was useless to say anything at this time. They could only let Chun Shao and Lao Guan cry in a low voice and a high voice.

Crying a breath, crying again.

At some point, Mr. Song appeared in front of them. As soon as Mr. Song appeared, Chun Shao's troubled mood seemed to be much easier, and she choked up and looked at Mr. Song with tears in her eyes.

Mr. Song said: It's okay if your throat is down.

Everyone looked at Mr. Song in amazement. Mr. Song only said to Chun Shao alone: You can't sing for a lifetime, and it's better not to sing early than late.

Chun Shao stopped crying, she looked at Mr. Song calmly. Chun Shao couldn't tell why she didn't have so much sadness as soon as Mr. Song appeared. At this time, her heart seemed to be a flood of autumn water, quiet and lofty.

At this time, Lao Guan stopped crying, he looked at Mr. Song in a daze. Mr. Song didn't look at him, only looked at Chun Shao alone, and the two of them looked at it like that.

Later, Mr. Song said: You go out, I will talk to Miss Chunshao for a while.

Lao Guan stood up, he didn't know that Mr. Song would have such a big magic power to make the grief-stricken Chun Shao stop crying. He believes that Mr. Song has the ability to bring Chun Peony out of her grief. So, he walked out of Chun Shao's room with his hands behind his back, and everyone walked out.

At this time, there were only two people left in the house, Chun Shao and Mr. Song.

As if she had seen her relatives, Chun Shao choked up and cried out: Mr. Song. Tears flowed again.

Mr. Song took two steps in the middle of the house with his hands behind his back, and then stood up again and said, "I know, sooner or later, you will have this day."

Chun Shao looked at Mr. Song puzzled, and Mr. Song was blurred in her teary eyes.

Mr. Song said again: If your voice doesn't fall, you will leave the stage sooner or later, what do you say you should do then?

This sentence stopped Chun Shao, these questions, she seemed to have thought about them, but she didn't seem to have thought about them. She only knows singing now, and she can't see anything else. As long as she is a corner in the troupe, she can't get married; not a horn, when it was, she can't tell herself, she doesn't know. But she vaguely knew that her future would come one day.

Mr. Song said again: You can't sing for a lifetime, but you have to live for a lifetime.

Now, Chun Shao has really calmed down, and she can look at Mr. Song very clearly.

Mr. Song said: Actually, I have wanted to say these words for a long time, I have wanted to say them since the day I met you, but at that time, would you believe my words?

Chun Shao looked at Mr. Song in a daze. Every word of Mr. Song is Ding Mao in her heart. The first time she heard someone talk to her like this, her chaotic and misty heart suddenly brightened, and a ray of sunlight shone in, and there was nothing.

Mr. Song: It's better not to sing early than late.

Chun Shao: In the future, I will have a leisure meal in the troupe.

Mr. Song listened to Chun Shao's words and smiled: Why do you want to stay in the troupe?

Chun Shao: My mother is dead, my father is gone, and the troupe is my home.

Mr. Song took a step closer to Chun Shao, looked at Chun Shao with a pair of deep eyes, and said: Chun Shao, I want to marry you.

These words made Chun Shao tremble. Since she found Mr. Song's gaze, she only felt that Mr. Song was very kind, and her heart was empty when she didn't see Mr. Song for a day, but she never even thought that she was going to marry Mr. Song. Therefore, Mr. Song's words surprised her.

Mr. Song said: Chunshao, you can marry me, you can be a cow and a horse in this life.

After saying that, Mr. Song knelt down, and he lay his head on the edge of the kang.

Chun Shao wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

Mr. Song looked up, and by this time he was already in tears. He choked his voice and said, "Chun Shao, do you know why I'm watching the play?" I'm watching you.

In a word, threw the heart of the spring peony into the boiling water. The memories of her childhood poured into Chun Shao's eyes like smoke, and she remembered that her parents quarreled over the sake of watching a play, making her days poor. Mr. Song's heart, she can completely understand. She knew that for her Mr. Song could do anything. For a lifetime, if there is such a man to stay with him, what are you afraid of!

Chun Shao called softly: Mr. Song. put a pair of his small hands into Mr. Song's wet big hands.

When Lao Guan learned the news that Mr. Song was going to marry Chun Shao, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, a singer could find a home early than anything else. Chun Shao's voice has fallen, she can't sing anymore, and she can only do chores if she stays in the troupe, and she has one more mouth to fight for food, if she doesn't marry today, she will marry sooner or later.

In the mood of marrying his daughter, Lao Guan ceremoniously sent Chun Peony to Mr. Song's house. At the door of Mr. Song's house, a stage was set up and he sang a big drama for three days.

Beizhen is a hundred miles away, and everyone knows that the former famous corner of the troupe has married someone in the mountains.

Six

Mr. Song, who is nearly 30 years old, married the flower-like spring peony, which is lingering and grinding to live.

Mr. Song is a literate and hyphenated person, and he has more layers of understanding and care for women, afraid that Spring Peony is cold, afraid that Spring Peony is tired, in short, Mr. Song cares for Spring Peony. Mr. Song bakes delicate, tender, fresh and bright spring peony with the heart of a literate man.

Chun Shao knows the men of the north, although they have lived in the troupe since they were children, their troupe has never left the fans for a day. Most men in the north are very domineering in front of women, combining heroism and masculinity, and it is common for men to beat and scold women. Chun Shao has experienced the quarrels and scolding of her parents since she was a child.

Chun Shao never dreamed that Mr. Song would be like this to her, she was immersed in unprecedented happiness. In the first days, the spring peony was content and satisfied.

Mr. Song spent most of the day babbling to teach some children to read, so Chun Shao moved a small stool and sat in the yard while doing needlework while watching Mr. Song teach children to read. The sun shone warmly on this small courtyard, and some loofahs and beans were planted in the open space of the small courtyard, and the green green land was crawling all over the small courtyard, and there were a few butterflies flying around. Chun Shao thought: The day of marriage is so good.

At this moment, Chun Shao was in a trance, as if she had walked into a dream, what a wonderful and moving dream.

In the evening, Chun Shao and Mr. Song lay on the kang, and an oil lamp floated brightly and dimly on the stool above their heads.

Mr. Song said again: I'll sing you a play.

Chun Peony distrustfully: You can still sing?

Mr. Song smiled: I've watched so many plays, how can I sing a few words, I haven't eaten fatty pork, and I haven't seen a pig run?

Then Mr. Song sang, he sang a piece of "Second Sister Wang's Husband", and the next sentence was naturally Chun Shao, Chun Shao's voice fell, and it was okay to hum quietly. So, the two of you and I experienced infinite sweetness and happiness.

In the end, Chun Shao threw herself into Mr. Song's not generous arms, and said shyly: It's good to live.

Mr. Song is also happy, he never dreamed that a "Sister Lin" would fall from the sky. In the past, he loved to watch Chun Shao sing, and Chun Shao's every move held his heart, which was a woman's attraction to a man. At that time, the spring peony was out of reach for him. Now he is holding the spring peony so realistically. His hand wandered over Chun Shao's body, and he subconsciously hummed "Eighteen Touches", and he himself couldn't tell when he learned this obscene tune.

Chun Shao raised her head and looked at him in some surprise and said, "You will also sing this?"

Mr. Song smiled and said, "When you sang these tunes on the stage, don't mention how uncomfortable I felt in my heart.

Chun Shao smiled.

The days go on and on. In the days of repetition, Chun Peony felt a little lonely. The impulse of her brother and sister when she was newly married filled a lot of her loneliness, and she never thought about loneliness at that time. Now, gradually, she tasted this coldness. She has lived in the troupe for ten years, and the troupe is always lively, performing in the streets and towns, and at that time, she will not feel lonely.

Chun Shao felt that Mr. Song was not as enthusiastic about herself as before. Every night, Mr. Song always has to read a book under the lamp for a while before going to the kang. Spring Peony felt the loneliness of the days at that moment.

That day, the two were lying on the kang.

Chun Shao said: Hey, let's go to the theater one day, shall we?

Mr. Song: Haven't you been acting enough for so many years?

Chun Shao: I miss the troupe.

Mr. Song: Okay.

A few days later, the Beizhen opera troupe was acting in a tunzi on the outskirts of Beizhen, and they went.

Shilixiang became a horn again after the spring peony left, and she is still as beautiful as she was back then. People saw the old ten thyme again. When the yak and Shili Xiang stood on the stage, the tears of the spring peony came down with a loud voice. She couldn't tell why she was crying. The excitement, the longing, surged uncontrollably throughout her body. She shuddered, and her mouth opened and closed.

As soon as the play opened, Chun Shao regained the feeling she had when she sang the opera, every cell in her body was active, and the ten miles on the stage were singing and twisting, as if it was not ten miles of fragrance singing, but herself. There were bursts of applause from the audience, as if they were directed at themselves. Chun Peony was so excited that night that she was soaked with a layer of sweat all over her body.

On the way back, Chun Shao didn't say a word and hurriedly walked in front of Mr. Song.

Mr. Song walked behind with a robe and asked over and over again: What's wrong with you?

Chun Shao did not answer.

It wasn't until Chun Shao walked home and lay on the kang that she cried loudly. This cry, as if it had been suppressed for a long time, finally found a breakthrough and flowed out in a loud voice.

Mr. Song watched from the sidelines, at a loss.

Chun Peony cried for a while. She couldn't tell why she was crying, she just felt uncomfortable in her heart, and when she cried, she felt a lot better. Gradually, she stopped crying.

Mr. Song seemed to notice something, sighed heavily and said: You still can't forget the troupe.

After being silent for a while, Mr. Song said again: When I have time tomorrow, I will go back to the troupe to have a look.

Chun Shao nodded.

The Spring Peony return troupe visited Mr. Song with him. The troupe, as always, is still the same as before. When I'm not acting, I'm messing around, some are sleeping, and some are practicing singing. They all showed unprecedented enthusiasm when they saw Chun Shao, they hadn't seen each other for half a year, and they seemed to have a lot to ask Chun Shao.

Shilixiang took Chun Shao's hand and said: Good girl, how good it is to get married and start a family and live a life.

Lamei said as a person who came over: Thanks to your throat, otherwise you would not have such a blessing, have another child, and you will have everything.

……

Chun Shao didn't say anything, looked at this kindly, touched that, and she muttered: It's still a good troupe.

Lao Guan listened to Chun Shao's words, and he was moved by a little truth, he remembered the days when Chun Peony was in the troupe, and Lao Kui said: Chun Peony, the troupe is your home, come back and see if you have nothing to do.

Chun Shao was stunned and said: Hey-I know, in our life, no matter what time it is, we can't do without opera.

Since then, Chun Shao has been running to the troupe whenever she has time. Mr. Song didn't say anything, and let her go. As long as she wants, Mr. Song is happy. Mr. Song teaches students literacy during the day and reads at night.

When the troupe returned to Beizhen City, when there was no performance, they would also come to see Spring Peony collectively, they crowded into the room and talked and laughed, they saw the day of Spring Peony with their own eyes, and they all showed their sincere happiness. Shilixiang said: Sister, look how good you are, you have a family and a room.

Shilixiang thought of her child who died young, and her eyes turned red.

Chun Shao smiled bitterly: Sister, life is good, but it's a little boring.

Shili Xiang sighed: Sister, you are in the blessing and don't know the blessing.

Spring Peony went back to the troupe every other day to sit down, and sometimes the troupe also came to see Spring Peony, and the days lived peacefully. No one could have imagined that things would change.

Seven

Chun Shao knew that Mr. Song was good to her, and she also knew that few women in Beizhen could live a life like hers. But she still felt that such days were too dull, so dull that she would have a lot of depression out of thin air.

It was this calm melancholy that brought about changes in her life.

In Fengtian City, Zhang Zuolin's team is growing, and in order to firmly control the northeast of the land, he has collected teams everywhere, including those beards who occupy the king's land.

Ma Zhanshan is a well-known bearded man in the Beizhen area, with 100 people under his command. There is no one in the Beizhen area who doesn't know Ma Zhanshan. Zhang Zuolin, who was far away in Fengtian City, also knew about Ma Zhanshan, so he sent someone to send a post to Ma Zhanshan. The post wrote about the co-optation of Ma Zhanshan.

At that time, most of the large and small beards had defected to the Northeast Army, and they knew that they would not be able to make much movement by their own strength, and they felt that their lives had settled when they belonged to the Northeast Army. When the beard is for food, if you join the Northeast Army, you don't have to worry about clothing, and you don't have to worry about clothing, and you don't need to live a savage life in the deep mountains and old forests anymore.

Ma Zhanshan was incorporated by the Northeast Army without exception, and Ma Zhanshan was named a regiment commander by Zhang Zuolin. So, Ma Zhanshan went down the mountain with the 100th people. Ma Zhanshan, who went down the mountain, was not quite the same as before, the clothes were issued by the Northeast Army, and the guns and bullets were naturally from the Northeast Army. Ma Zhanshan, who was the head of the regiment, was magnificently stationed in Beizhen City, and the house was numbered, and the movement was very big.

Naturally, it is indispensable to sing a big drama on stage, Ma Zhanshan named and asked the Beizhen opera troupe to sing for himself, he not only ordered the Beizhen opera troupe, but also named Shanlihong to sing for himself. He had heard about Shanlihong singing red in the Xie family's compound, and later went down the mountain a few times, and secretly mixed in with the fans to see the role of Shanlihong. At that time, he swore that one day he would snatch the red from the mountain to the mountain and sing for him every day. This time, he blatantly asked Shanli Hong to sing for himself, and he didn't know about Shan Lihong's voice and leaving the troupe.

When Ma Zhanshan learned that Shan Lihong had left the troupe, he sprayed his mouth for a long time, touched his head and said: That girl is smart, it's a pity.

As usual, the drama is to be sung vigorously.

Chun Shao naturally knew that the troupe was singing for Ma Zhanshan in Beizhen City, and she also went, and the front of the stage was strictly surrounded by Ma Zhanshan's team, and she only stood at a distance and watched for a while.

The next day, Chun Shao was still sitting in the yard doing needlework, listening to the babbling of Mr. Song teaching the children to read. She has long been accustomed to all this, and while she is doing needlework, she is humming "The Great West Chamber" in her heart.

At this moment, a person walked into their small courtyard, who was wearing a military uniform of the Northeast Army, and looked at Chun Shao in a daze. As soon as Chun Shao looked up, she also saw the man, who looked like he was in his forties. Chun Shao felt that this person was familiar, not ordinary familiar, but too familiar to be more familiar, but she couldn't remember who the person in front of her was for a while.

The man stood in front of Chun Shao for a moment, and then he screamed stiffly: Chun Shao -

When Chun Shao heard this, the needlework in his hand fell to the ground. The "hula" in front of her eyes lit up suddenly, and she remembered that the person in front of her was her father who ran away from home more than ten years ago.

When the father saw that his daughter recognized him, he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted again: I am really your father!

At that moment, Chun Shao's heart couldn't tell what it was like for a while, in her heart she had long forgotten the father in front of her, the father at that time was so ruthless and unrighteous to her, she couldn't live her life, and she just left. At the age of eight, at that moment, she vowed to forget her father. After so many years, she really never thought of her father again. Unexpectedly, her father fell from the sky, and she felt that she was dreaming.

Father shouted again: Spring peony, I am really your father!

Chun Shao had already sobered up at this time, and she said with a cold face: What are you doing here? You are not my father, my father died a long time ago.

Speaking of this, Chun Shao's tears flowed, she thought of her mother, and remembered the life of more than ten years of wandering.

Father knelt down for Chun Shao at once. Father has also burst into tears, after all, the spring peony in front of him is his own flesh and blood, he has been thinking about his wife and children for so many years, he has no face and no ability to return to Beizhen. This time Ma Zhanshan was co-opted, he followed Ma Zhanshan without hesitation, and he wanted to return to Beizhen. As soon as he returned to North Town, he asked his daughter everywhere. What he didn't expect was that his daughter used to be the corner of the Beizhen opera troupe, so he easily found his daughter Chun Shao.

Father knelt on the ground and said, "Chun Shao, my father used to be sorry for you."

Father is crying, and Chun Peony is crying.

Mr. Song heard the crying in the courtyard and walked out. He was stunned by what he saw. He had long known about Chun Shao's life experience, and he quickly guessed what was going on in front of him.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly walked over to help Chun Shao's father, and said, "Dad, what are you doing here, if you have something to say, go to the house and say."

Chun Peony has cried and hated. She kept her mouth shut about her mother, and the quarrel between her parents in her childhood left her with too many gray memories, and she was reluctant to mention her childhood. She only told her father about what happened after she entered the troupe. The father listened and cried and laughed, he had been moved by the fate of his daughter Chun Shao.

When he saw that Chun Shao in front of him had already started a family, and Mr. Song was also decent, and his life could go on, he breathed a sigh of relief.

My father regretted it and said: It's my father who can't live with you two, my father is guilty. Now it's okay, Dad is back, and he will never leave you again.

That day, my father sat late and didn't leave. When Chun Peony sent her father out, she still couldn't tell what it was like.

Ma Zhanshan is also looking for spring peony.

Ma Zhanshan also watched the play, but he was not steady. When he watched the play, the figure of Chun Peony always appeared in front of him. At the age of sixteen, the spring peony left many good memories for Ma Zhanshan. When he learned that Chun Shao was in Beizhen City and married a teacher who was married, Ma Zhanshan felt very uncomfortable, as if he saw a flower inserted in cow dung.

When Ma Zhanshan inquired about Chun Shao's residence and learned that his retinue Lao Yu was Chun Shao's father, Ma Zhanshan smiled.

He sent someone to call his entourage Lao Yu, smiled and said: Old Yu, if you defect to me, I won't seal you, from today on, you will be my adjutant.

Lao Yu never dreamed that he would become an adjutant in a blink of an eye. He didn't know what to do for a while, let alone whether it was a dream or reality, but he kept nodding his head and saying: Okay, okay, thank you.

Ma Zhanshan stopped smiling, he said word by word: I want to see your daughter Shanli Hong.

Lao Yu didn't smile anymore, he was blinded by a series of changes.