Chapter Seventy-Nine: Watching the Show

Smart people can always arrange their lives in a hurry, He Heng is very busy, sometimes he is not at home for three or four days, but he can also arrange his own affairs when he comes back, and his life has his own taste, which is much more interesting than Yuehua from busy to idle and boring.

Yuehua found that He Heng still maintained some of the habits of the noble son who used to study, he liked to paint, if he happened to come back early that day, he didn't accompany Yuehua for a walk or something, he would paint by himself.

He seems to have a soft spot for lotus, painted all the furniture at home with black paint, painted all kinds of lotus flowers of different forms, and later found a mason in the yard to build a small house as a study, occasionally painting a little brushwork, Yuehua found that his Gongbi insects and birds are also good, his paintings always have a quiet and distant wandering in the world.

Yuehua felt that it was probably another world in his heart.

Yuehua has read books, He Heng's painting at home aroused her interest, she occasionally holds a pen to copy He Heng's paintings, He Heng seems to be very happy to see what she paints, and teaches with interest one stroke at a time, Yuehua also seriously followed the study for a few days, but he always looks like a god, and he has no patience to put it away, he doesn't care, he paints his own.

Yuehua occasionally went to help He Heng clean up the study, and sometimes when he was free, Yuehua was afraid that he would lose everything he had learned before, and he would go in to copy the classics.

He Heng saw the classics copied by Yuehua, and sometimes he would pick up a pen and comment under the scriptures: "The handwriting is neat", or "The sixth character of the five lines is a typo", or "The writing should explain its meaning" or something. Yuehua went to see it the next day, and it was funny to think of He Heng's serious criticism, and at the end he really took a piece of paper to write some of his own opinions on the scriptures, and He Heng would definitely give a comment when he returned, what "reading books should not be superficial" and what "reading books must not be understood, and they need to be carefully figured out".

Yuehua doesn't have any hobby of reading, just to find the same pace as He Heng, follow it, and don't take it very seriously, and don't bother to ask for 'deep understanding', I didn't expect He Heng to be so serious, Yuehua laughs inexplicably every time she looks at He Heng's annotations.

The two of them did the same thing as him, and after a few days, they suddenly found that He Heng was accompanying him even if he was not at home.

It was about the time when I was studying in the palace and suffered a sin, Yuehua was a little afraid of books, she recognized all the words, she just knew how to write, and she was tired of reading books in her bones.

She knows the benefits of reading, if she hasn't read or written for a while, and she is afraid that she will lose what she has learned so easily, she will go to read books, write, and make up for it.

At this time, He Heng likes to read, Yuehua follows to watch, but it is only three days, and he is still too lazy to look at it after the energy, he still embroiders or weaves cloth every day, He Heng doesn't care about these, but occasionally makes fun of her, saying that she only has the heat of a meal, and Yuehua still does her own thing, so she doesn't bother to pay attention to his cynicism.

However, the fit between the two has not been reduced because of Yuehua's calligraphy and painting, sometimes He Heng writes in the study, Yuehua embroiders flowers by the light on the side, the time is almost over, and they go back to sleep hand in hand, the days are dull with leisure and sweetness, for people who have experienced wind and waves, this is the best state.

The two of them are not very intense people, and they can take care of each other in their daily lives, and they are always bland, Yuehua likes this kind of bland feeling, it is too intense and fleeting, and the bland can support for a long time.

On the second pier of October, a Shaoxing opera troupe came up.

The so-called 'Xunyang has no music' It is rare to have a troupe to come to such a remote place, Yuehua's days at home are too pleasant, I haven't been with Hongluan for a long time, even if Yuehua doesn't like to watch dramas very much, Hongluan still came out with Yuehua, there are a few in a line, the other three were brought by Hongluan, and several people rented a canopy boat together.

Today, I am afraid that most of the people in the city have come out, and I am afraid that there are forty or fifty canopy boats parked on the water, and behind the awning boats are all kinds of small boats selling miscellaneous foods, which are noisy, and there are many people watching the theater on the shore.

They came late, the boat stopped at the back, and they couldn't see it when they sat in the boat, and when they stood at the bow of the boat, they could only see the upper body of the actors on the stage, babbling and singing on the stage, and all kinds of laughter, shouting, and shouting around covered up the sound of singing on the stage.

The actor in the Yuehua stands sat there, and he could only see one shoulder, wearing a woolly red cloak, holding a pipa, playing it in his hand, babbling and singing in his mouth, vaguely singing "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats".

They could see a shadow, they couldn't even hear what was being sung on stage, they didn't have any fun at all, Hongluan played finch cards, borrowed a low table from the shop on the dock, and a few people played finch cards in the boat.

The wide space in the center of the boat was occupied by them, and she had to sit on the bow of the boat with chestnuts and watch the people.

Yuehua is slow to heat and don't come to things, the first time they met, and the other three didn't have anything to say, Hongluan could still take the time to say a few words to her at first, a few rounds of mahjong down, just care about playing mahjong, Yuehua and chestnut sat on the bow of the boat and had nothing to do, I knew that this was the situation, it was better to embroider at home today, it was a waste of money, and it cost a lot of money to come out, Yuehua felt sorry for the money and didn't find fun.

Chestnuts don't care, Yuehua found that she is really a rare and comfortable person, although the word comfortable is not very good to describe a person's temper, but the description of chestnuts is very appropriate, this child can be comfortable when he arrives, even if he is very bored on the dock to look at people's heads, he can find fun, the two talked and laughed on the dock, chestnuts talked for a while, and after a while, they thought of eating, so they jumped on the boat selling omnivorous food and bought a bag of melon seeds, a bag of halva, the two sat on the bow of the boat boringly swallowed melon seeds, melon seed shells were thrown in the water, A layer of melon seed shells floated on the water surface, and finally slowly flowed out with the current.

I ate a lot of melon seeds, my mouth was dry, and when I finished talking about it, there was a seller of cold powder on the shore, and the two went to buy cold powder together.

The troupe attracted people from Wuyang, and after a while, the juggling businessmen also came, and those who couldn't see the singing on the stage from a distance all turned to watch the juggling, and Yuehua and Chestnut crowded together to watch the monkey show.

Ning Biyun doesn't like to watch the show, but Mrs. Ning likes it, as a daughter, she can only follow out, their boat is a big boat, at the forefront, but Mrs. Ning loves pomp, there are twenty or thirty daughters-in-law in the boat, and some ladies rushed to meet when they heard the news, chirping and talking funny, Ning Biyun only felt bored, and quietly took the little girl on the boat next door, wanting to go back quietly, the boat was crowded, and it was difficult to move, so I had to take the girl to go ashore, and there was another group of monkey plays on the shore, surrounded by many people, Her eyes were sharp, and at a glance she saw Yuehua standing and watching the monkey show, she had gained weight, her cheeks looked plump, and her dimples became sweeter and sweeter, and she was still dignified, and she added some leisure and calmness to her dignity.

"Mrs. He!"

Yuehua heard a delicate voice and saw Ning Biyun standing opposite her, Yuehua had a good impression of this Mrs. Ning's aunt, and greeted her with a smile.

"Let's find a place to have a cup of tea."

Yuehua smiled and found a teahouse with Ning Biyun to sit down, there are not many in the teahouse, there is a storyteller in the teahouse, talking about the story of Cai Wenji, about the meaning of competing with the singers outside, a children's book is very excited, and the spittle stars are flying all over the field.

Chaguo was on the table, and the little girls went to have fun by themselves, and the two of them were not interested in the books on the stage, so they sat and gossiped.