Yu Wenquan looked at Yu Le and said sternly: "Xiaole, in the future, you can't just learn national arts, and you can't give up national dramas." ”

He knew that this kind of request was excessive, but there was no way, his son Yu Zhengqing was not angry, so the task of inheriting the mantle could only be carried by Le.

It's a long story, Yu Zhengqing, as Yu Wenquan's son, studied drama with him since he was a child, and after his art was completed, Yu Zhengqing entered the Federal Theater to work. However, due to Yu Zhengqing's low talent, his achievements are not outstanding.

Many people have rumored that Yu Zhengqing borrowed his father's light to gain a firm foothold in the national drama industry, otherwise, with his skills, he would not be worthy of performing in the National Theater at all.

In fact, Yu Zhengqing is just not talented enough, but his basic skills are solid, and he is excellent compared to most people in the Federal Theater. It's just that Yu Wenquan's achievements are too high, and the gap is highlighted.

Besides, there are very few famous artists in any music industry who can be remembered, and others can only be green leaves if they sing well.

Yu Zhengqing was young and vigorous, couldn't stand the pointing behind others' backs, and because of marriage, he had a falling out with Yu Wenquan, so he resolutely resigned and became a cultural businessman, pouring some cultural artworks. coincided with the rapid development of the country's economy, but it made a lot of money.

Yu Le thought about it and thought that learning Chinese opera was a good thing, after all, he didn't have the opportunity or conditions to learn it in his previous life. In addition, this body has been practicing with his grandfather since he was a child, and he has learned a few plays, so he likes it.

However, Yan is still an official language, which makes Yu Le unable to figure it out. After all, the political center of the Huaxia Alliance is located in Xi'an, and for some reason Shaanxi dialect is not listed as an official dialect.

Yu Le said: "It has become a habit to hang my voice with my grandfather since I was a child, and I have also learned a few plays, so I like it, so it is my blessing to continue to learn Chinese dramas with my grandfather."

However, in the future, I will not regard singing as a lifelong career, I can only be regarded as a ticket holder. At the same time, I want to continue to learn those traditional musical instruments, and I will not give up calligraphy. ”

Yu Wenquan looked at Yu Le, who seemed to have been reborn, a little happy, a little hesitant, and a little angry.

Before, the study schedule was too tight, although Yu Le didn't say it, he could still see from his words and expressions that he was unhappy, but Yu Wenquan didn't take it seriously, and although Yu Le was unhappy, he was still very serious about studying.

It wasn't until Yu Le's accident that it was like a blow to the head, which made Yu Wenquan sober up. After all, at his age, he wasn't so nervous about studying.

Now Yu Le offered to study according to the previous arrangement, and Yu Wenquan was of course happy. However, he was afraid that Yule's study burden would be too heavy, which would cause strict psychological pressure and be detrimental to his growth. Therefore, he was a little hesitant about Le's request to take the initiative to learn.

And Yu Le bluntly stated that he was unwilling to sing as a career, which made Yu Wenquan very dissatisfied.

Yu Wenquan said thoughtfully: "I am really patriotic in my life, and I hope you can inherit my mantle."

However, I also know that I didn't develop according to my father's wishes back then, and I am not qualified to make more demands on you, but I still hope that you will consider taking Chinese dramas as a career first. ”

Hearing his grandfather's affectionate words, Yu Le was a little moved, but he was reluctant to change his mind. He comforted: "Grandpa, I like to sing, and I am willing to spend time studying, and I prefer to perform on stage, but I hope this is a side hustle." As for the main business, I want to be able to choose it myself. ”

Yu Wenquan was a little helpless and a little lucky, after all, Yu Le was not completely away from national dramas like Yu Zhengqing.

Therefore, he said: "After all, the road has to be walked by itself, and grandpa can only put forward hopes, but cannot choose for you, and he is unwilling to choose for you."

It's just that the pressure to restore the original study plan is not too great. Otherwise, you will learn a few fewer musical instruments and focus on your voice and calligraphy. After all, grandpa has mastered so many musical instruments, relying on the accumulation of time. It is indeed inappropriate to instill it in you in a short period of time. ”

Yu Le shook his head and said, "Grandpa, since I like it, I can't be afraid of difficulties." Besides, I really wanted to go to the waterhole to play last time, and I didn't have the idea of looking for a short-term view. The reason why the accident happened was because of leg cramps. You really don't have to worry about me. ”

Hearing Yu Le's explanation again and seeing Yu Le's serious expression, Yu Wenquan was relieved. Although Yu Le explained it once last time, he thought that Yu Le said it to comfort him.

Yu Wenquan nodded and said, "Since you like to learn musical instruments, let's practice more!" You play the guqin well, what level is it now? ”

Yu Le thought for a while and said, "Some time ago, I just passed the certificate, and I am at the level of amateur level 10. If you want to reach the professional level, you need spirituality and a long time of grinding. As for the other instruments, I haven't taken any exams, so I don't know. ”

Yu Wenquan pondered: "Then I will make a plan for you, and you will implement this plan for the rest of your vacation." Oh, by the way, you are still in the period of voice change, don't practice your voice for too long every day, and pay attention to rest at night. ”

Yu Le nodded and said, "Okay, grandpa." ”

After Yu Wenquan and Yu Le reached an agreement on studying during the summer vacation, they heard Zhang Jiayi calling for their grandparents and grandchildren to eat in the courtyard. Looking at each other and smiling, the two said no more.

Sitting at the dinner table, Yu Le was very happy to see the roe deer meat stewed in the casserole.

The roe deer meat in this season tastes fat and tender, and it is simply a sharp weapon to bite off the tongue. Especially this aroma, it can almost seduce the gluttonous worms in the stomach.

The little fox was holding at Yule's trouser leg under the table, looking at him with blank eyes, reminding him not to forget about it.

Yu Le hurriedly got up and put the two small bowls of the little fox beside him, picked out a few pieces of roe deer meat, put them in its bowl, and then refilled it with water in another bowl, and then ate with his grandparents.

The meal was enjoyable. Due to the old age, the second elder hardly eats meat at night. Therefore, almost all the roe deer meat in this casserole was stuffed into Yu Le's stomach.

After all, Yu Le ran forty miles in the afternoon and endured the toss of medicinal baths, and he was really exhausted, so his appetite was great.

And after the little fox finished eating the roe deer meat in the bowl, he grabbed Yu Le's leg again and asked for meat to eat.

Yu Le pointed his finger at the little fox's nose and said, "Beautiful little fox, if you eat it again, you will become a little fat pig, we have to keep in shape!" ”

Xiaohu Yan zhòng protested against Yu Le's abuse, ran to Zhang Jiayi's side to be coquettish, and finally with Zhang Jiayi's support, Yu Le reluctantly gave up a piece of meat.

Looking at Yu Le's painful expression, the little fox bit the flesh and squeaked, and the satisfaction was simply beyond words.

Looking at the greedy little fox, Yu Le seemed to foresee the little fox's fat appearance like a pig.

After eating, Yu Le seized the opportunity to take a bath for the little fox, and finally carried the sullen little fox back to the house and put it on the bed.

Because when he bathed the little fox, Yu Le's body was splashed with water, so he took another bath before returning to the room.

Yu Le did not close the door tightly, but left a door for the little fox to facilitate it to excrete.

Then he took the second volume of "A Brief History of China", which he had not yet finished, in his hand, and took a novel and a children's story.

Of course, children's stories are used to read to Xiaohu, and they really don't want to read them. Because he has grown up, and the little fox is still a child. As for who believes this, Yu Leyi believes it anyway.

Little Fox loves to listen to children's stories, especially stories about foxes as the main characters. Yu Le read three stories before lulling him to sleep.

Seeing that the time was already past nine o'clock, Yu Le read a few pages of "A Brief History of China" and soon fell asleep.