1 October 2020, Magnolia Theatre, Magic City.

After five days of intense rehearsals, starting today for five consecutive days of "The Bird with Broken Wings" drama performance, Lu Ze stood by the bed in the lounge on the second floor, and he had already seen parents with their children.

A good stage play requires the actors to rehearse and get along for a few months, or even a year or two, not only to memorize the script backwards, but also to cultivate the tacit understanding of the actors, so that if anyone makes a mistake, other actors can quickly fill the loopholes.

Even the rehearsal of "The Bird with Broken Wings" was practiced by the students of the Imperial Capital Drama Academy for more than three months before they began this touring journey.

Fortunately, Lu Ze only played a supporting role with a lot of scenes, and five days was enough time to figure out the script thoroughly, plus his progress was extremely fast, even if there was still a gap compared to professional drama actors, but acting in children's dramas was competent enough, and because of his super high stability, he never made a single mistake since the third day.

"Lu Ze, it's your turn, put on makeup. ”

Lao Song looked like an Indian, shirtless, and put on the prop costume of Father Bird, Lu Ze answered, sat in his seat, and asked the makeup artist to smear green oil paint on his face.

"Son, get out of the car, come, mom hug you. ”

A BMW X5 entered the parking lot of the theater, carefully poured into the garage, unbuckled the seat belt, looked at the quiet son in the back seat, got out of the car, opened the rear door, gently sorted out the child's bangs with his little thumb, took out the handkerchief that had been prepared for a long time, and wiped the saliva from his son's mouth.

Her name is Zhang Min, Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty-five years old, a corporate executive, married for eight years, a child in one or three years, a child born in April of one or four years, congenital intellectual disability, nicknamed Ding Ding.

Unbuckle the child's seat belt, she picked up the child with great difficulty and put it on the ground, Ding Ding is now more than fifty pounds, fatter than a normal six-year-old child, Zhang Min is a thin woman, naturally holding it is very laborious.

"Hello. ”

"Hello. ”

As soon as he walked to the front of the car with Ding Ding's hand, he saw that next door to the car on the left-hand side, there was also a woman holding the child and getting out of the car, although Zhang Min has always felt that her home is a normal family and her own children are normal children, but there is inevitably a hurdle in her heart, or there is a blockage, because she can deceive herself, but the eyes of others looking at her children can always make her return to reality, her son is mentally problematic.

And now, seeing so many parents with children with the same intellectual disabilities, she suddenly felt comfortable and kind, because they are destined to be parents who have to break their hearts for their children all their lives, and even when they die, they can't close their eyes.

I can't see pity or ridicule of children in the eyes of the other party, some are just sympathy for the same people who have fallen into the world, this sense of identity is something that Zhang Min has never felt in the past six years as a mother, for a while, her eyes were a little moist, just to see other people like her, this trip Zhang Min felt that it was not in vain.

Since Ding Ding was born, when the child may have problems from the examination, she felt that the sky had fallen, as if there was no hope in life, and even before the postpartum period, she was depressed before the birth.

Although her husband was very sad, she didn't know whether to say that he was sane or cold-blooded, and after determining that the child was 100% problematic, she discussed with Zhang Min whether to take out Ding Ding and ask for another one, but at that time she felt that if the child died, then she would die with her, and without this child, she didn't want to live.

When she was on campus, she was afraid of having children, and after working, she felt that pregnancy was a drag, delaying the development of her career, and she would still have a psychological burden on having children, but the pregnancy test was really red, and the joy of being a mother could not be suppressed.

Watching his lower abdomen bulge a little bit, every time he goes through a prenatal checkup, he sees the child take shape little by little, and then he will kick his belly naughtily, this feeling is like a sense of accomplishment? Or is it a sense of responsibility? She can't tell, but is she happy?

Yes.

After entering the delivery room, due to the abnormal fetal position of the child, a caesarean section is required, and the scar is not only a man's romance, but also a great proof of the wound on the woman's stomach.

Feeling that her stomach was empty, but there was a child lying next to her, and she remembered the hardships of ten months, but she felt that it was worth it.

But the child's intellectual problem is a hurdle that can't be bypassed, she checks the child every time with hope, and then returns disappointed every time, holding the child every day to teach Ding Ding to call her mother, but she didn't respond for more than two years, until the third year, she finally heard this sentence, and then she hid in the bathroom and cried for more than an hour.

Tintin can call her mother at the age of three, call her father for the first time at the age of three and a half, and learn to walk at the age of four and a half, which is the result of her efforts, every time Tintin has a new vocabulary on her mouth, she is pleasantly surprised, but the child's father gradually loses patience.

Every time her husband says, "We're going to have one, and when we get old in the future, we can have someone to take care of Tintin", she is not interested, because she knows that no one except her parents will take care of an intellectually disabled person for a lifetime, not even her own siblings.

And she is afraid that Ding Ding's younger brothers and sisters will take away her love for Ding Ding and let Ding Ding be wronged, and what is even more afraid of what if the second child is still the same as Ding Ding? This is her psychological shadow, she really dare not have a second child.

Even she was worried about the intimacy between husband and wife, and when her husband went in, she would always ask again and again, "Did you bring it?" "Did you bring it?"

The disharmony of husband and wife life naturally makes the relationship between her and her husband indifferent, she recently found that her husband smells of other people's perfumes, and she has also seen a lipstick in his bag that does not belong to hers, and she can always find a few long blonde hairs from his clothes, she knows that her husband is cheating, but she is still silent, just sleeping with Ding Ding every night.

She knows that her marriage is coming to an end, if her husband chooses to divorce, she will not hesitate to sign it, leave it, the high salary brings her financial confidence, she has the confidence to raise Ding Ding alone, and now she really doesn't care about anything except the children.

The gap between the rich and the poor does not change the fact that everyone's children have problems, so Zhang Min did not look down on those parents who rode electric cars and brought their children to watch the show, even if it was the woman who got off the Rolls-Royce just now, she was just a poor person, in essence, there was no gap between everyone.

"What's your name, little baby? Guoguo? You're so good, can you give you candy to eat? Oh, it's so fragrant! This is Brother Ding Ding, will you be good friends in the future?"

A man hugged a four-year-old girl, the father smiled and brought the child close to Zhang Min, without a little defense, when Zhang Min gave the child a piece of candy, he hugged the little girl a few times and taught the girl to say thank you.

The candy is not big, it is a small candy that Zhang Min specially bought, so that the child will not get stuck in his throat if he swallows it, although the girl can't speak yet, but her smile is very bright.

followed the army into the theater, every parent will greet each other, but to be honest, Zhang Min is really envious when he sees those families whose parents take their children to watch the drama together, maybe for Ding Ding, he can't feel the lack of father's love, but Zhang Min cares, this will be her lifelong regret, but it is still for Ding Ding, not her husband.

He lowered his head and touched Ding Ding's hair, but noticed that Ding Ding's pants were wet with a large piece, but sighed with a gentle smile, and pulled Ding Ding into the women's bathroom, where they are all parents who change their children's diapers, so Zhang Min took the six-year-old boy into the women's toilet and no one pointed at him, and even enthusiastic parents didn't mind helping Zhang Min carry Ding Ding's pants wet with urine.

When the first cry came, it proved that crying is indeed contagious, especially a group of sensual women, like the current situation, in their past time, it has never been, in other words, they can only endure the strange eyes of others, in front of the public to change the child's diaper, is it a shame? Actually, no, but always feel the pain of the heart.

Even if she is a strong business woman, Zhang Min is full of tears, people are social animals in the end, you are not regarded as an alien, naturally you don't understand their loneliness and suffering, so the feeling of huddling together for warmth is really good.

I changed my pants for Ding Ding, and said thank you to the woman who helped carry the pants, and the woman in this toilet shouted that she wanted to build a group face-to-face, and everyone came and went more in the future, and got the call of the collective.

Looking at Ding Ding, who was standing in the corner of the wall with a blank face, Zhang Min put away his mobile phone, followed everyone into the hall, found his place with the ticket, sat down, and communicated with the people around him.

"Tintin, the drama is about to start, if you like it, tell your mother, and your mother will often take you to watch it in the future. ”

Holding this little hand, she set her eyes on the stage, smiling, the headlights went out, only the small lights in front of the red curtain were still on, many children were overwhelmed by the sudden lights out, and some children even cried.

But no adult will be upset and noisy, just trying to comfort the other children around him with warm words, after the crying gradually disappears.

The drama begins

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