After a hurried afternoon, the party was on Christmas night.

Although it was not a large-scale public event, it was attended by a large number of dignitaries, wealthy businessmen, celebrities, and even the Governor of Hong Kong...... The actual specifications are extremely high.

There are several stars from the port city, and there are also singers from the British side, who are said to be the wives of businessmen, friends, etc., in short, the performance is of a heavy nature, and there are many children's singing and dancing performances, which are not very formal.

Jiang Che got a back corner position through the Huo family's approach, and arrived early to sit down.

Chen Youzhu failed to enter the arena and guarded outside.

From the moment he heard about what had happened in the morning, he blamed himself and felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities...... But do it, honestly say that Dong'er's punch is not a big problem, but Chen Youzhu wants to make a move, so he can only wait for the other party to make a move first.

At the sensitive stage, the degree of this kind of thing is that the Huo family must also be carefully controlled. Because of the things it can affect, it can be a bit big if you're not careful.

…………

At this time, more than half of the time has passed, and the performance of a group of British children on the stage has just ended, and the applause is gradually subsiding......

Then there was a sudden commotion, and people turned their heads and looked back.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Huo is here. ”

"Oh, really. ”

Since suffering from lymphatic adenocarcinoma in the early 80s and entering the recovery stage after being treated by mainland doctors, the aging Huo Yingdong has gradually faded out of the family business and is hidden behind it.

It had been a long time since he had appeared in public outside of the Chinese Entrepreneur Association.

This event was the same, the organizer sent an invitation to reserve a seat, but everyone actually tacitly acquiesced that Mr. Huo would not come.

But here he came.

This was the first time Jiang Che had seen Huo Yingdong himself with his own eyes, some thin bodies appeared at the back entrance, walking all the way without hurry, smiling gently, greeting people, looking like an ordinary and kind old man.

"Mr. Huo is rare. An old acquaintance at the scene spoke.

"yes, yes. Huo Yingdong responded with a smile, sat down in the front row, pointed to the stage, and said, "Come and see the children's performance." ”

On the stage, Lara was dressed in a white princess dress, and Dong'er was dressed in red, holding hands and walking on the stage and bowing.

The host announced: "Nursery rhyme, "Moonlight Illuminates the Hall". ”

The applause was just about to start......

But at this time, the bear child, who was punched by Dong'er in the morning, suddenly screamed "wow" in the audience, and the adults couldn't react, and a "chink" had resounded throughout the audience......

The swear words behind the bear child were covered, but just this sentence had already made the faces of the people on both sides of the scene a little ugly.

"This ...... What's going on?"

"It seems to be morning, the kid ......"

The audience began to communicate in a low voice.

In the midst of a lot of discussions, the two little girls on the stage looked at each other, Lara walked to the piano that had already been set up on the side, sat down elegantly, and Xiao Dong'er raised the microphone with both hands.

Because the preparation time was only one afternoon, Jiang Che could only let the two children practice separately, Lara practiced the piano part, and Dong'er practiced singing.

Dong'er, who was standing on the stage, was a little nervous, looking into the distance, looking and looking, and finally found Jiang Che's line of sight, and saw him clapping his hands lightly and smiling...... followed the corners of his mouth and smiled from the heart, innocent and splendid.

The piano sounded, the prelude was not long, and the people quieted down, waiting for a familiar nursery rhyme.

But......

"DO YOU KNOW THAT "MACAU" IS NOT MY REAL SURNAME?

I've been away from you for too long, Mother!

But they have taken away my flesh,

Thou hast kept the soul of my heart,

……”

Dong'er probably doesn't have the talent to become an excellent singer in the future, because she is young and her voice is a little immature, and because it is the first time she sings in front of so many people, the whole person looks a little restrained on stage.

But because of this, the song unfolds in a gentle tune and childish pronunciation, which is very touching.

And it's so in line with the lyrics...... Especially when she sang the line a little aggrieved: Mother.

"The Song of the Seven Sons, Macao", from the 20s of the 20th century, the famous patriotic poet Wen Yiduo's "Song of the Seven Sons" series, is one of the most widely sung songs.

In fact, "The Song of the Seven Sons" also has a Hong Kong City chapter and a Kowloon chapter, but it seems that he did not compose music in his previous life, or Jiang Che did not hear it...... In short, he didn't know, and he didn't have the ability to compose music on his own.

He felt a little regretful, but the "Brother Ming" who represented the Huo family thought: This is just right.

"It's just right to rub the edge like this, the meaning is all there, as long as you are not a fool in the audience, you can hear the taste, even if you are a fool, you can understand it when you look back...... But it's not a straight punch. ”

At that time, he seemed to think of Qu Dong'er's punch in the morning, and when he said this, he paused and laughed for a while before continuing: "Considering the occasion and the current situation, that's it." ”

Jiang Che guessed that it should be Huo Yingdong's attitude.

"O biological mother who has dreamed of it for three hundred years,

Please call the child's name:

Call me - Macau. ”

On stage, Qu Dong'er's body shook slightly, and the singing continued.

"Macau, I haven't heard of this. There was no moonlight on the ground, and the people in the audience whispered to each other.

"Haven't you seen "The Song of the Seven Sons"? It's a poem itself, and I don't know who composed the music, not to mention it's quite beautiful. By the way, it actually has a port city chapter, and a Kowloon chapter......"

"Then ......" the person who asked stopped after saying only one word, because it was not difficult to think.

"I guess I want to leave a little leeway, it's enough to punch the face. The person who spoke raised his head and gestured to the governor of Hong Kong, Huo Yingdong and others in the front row, and said: "Actually, it is enough, Hong Kong City, Macao, the past and the future, where is the big difference?"

"Ah, yes, the British seem to be asking......"

Looking at the Hong Kong Governor and a group of British dignitaries and wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong, who were covering their mouths and communicating with the people around him, this one was a little worried and said, "I don't know what the reaction will be in a while." ”

"What can they do? Just that foreigner kid, so excessive, they didn't say anything. Moreover, why do you think Mr. Huo came?"

The same conversation takes place in many places offstage.

"Mother, Mother!

I'm coming back,

Mother!

When Qu Dong'er on stage sang here, the word Macau was automatically ignored, because the land they were in, as the lyrics sang, was about to return.

Listening to the singing, I thought of the discrimination and insults of the children of the British business delegation in the morning, and the shouts of the adults asking the other party to go back to the mainland...... People almost understand that this song is not only moving, but also very brave.

"DO YOU KNOW THAT "MACAU" IS NOT MY REAL SURNAME?

I've been away from you for too long, Mother!

……”

The second time, the little girl on the stage sang calmly, and the audience listened quietly.

"Mother! Mother!"

When the last line of lyrics falls......

The audience was silent.

There was no applause, the British did not applaud, the others did not applaud, Jiang Che did not applaud, Huo Yingdong rubbed his eyes, and there was no applause for the time being...... Each has its own meaning.

In this way, the two little girls on the stage, who had already bowed to the curtain call, seemed to be framed at once, looked at each other, and stood there a little dazed and helpless, holding hands, without leaving the stage or speaking.

An inopportune chuckle came from the bear child's area.

"It's too much. ”

Someone whispered, but all the same, did not dare to take the lead in applauding.