"Listen to me tell a boy's story,

He stayed all night, thinking hard about what to do,

Just to pursue a beautiful couple,

A beautiful, cunning, intelligent girl.

Let's rejoice, rejoice, rejoice!

Tell me, beauty, do you know,

What doesn't need rain to grow?

What will bloom all year round without withering?

What is it that expresses a strong desire to cry without tears?

Let's rejoice, rejoice, rejoice!

Oh! Silly boy, of course you know now,

Stones don't need rain to grow in order to grow.

True love blooms and does not wither throughout the year.

Sincerely express a strong desire, cry but do not shed tears.

Let's rejoice, rejoice, rejoice!"

Looking at his peers playing and laughing not far away, Zhu Qiu stood beside his mother and aunt, and suddenly felt an inexplicable happiness.

Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is beautiful, the moon is bright in the sky at night, and there are no clouds. Fang Wanrong led the children to sacrifice Mingyue, and then let them play, but left Zhu Qiu alone.

Fang Wanrong saw Zhu Qiu's envious expression, and couldn't help but feel a little funny in her heart. This child has been playful since he was a child, but after that night, he acted as thoughtful as a septuagenarian. So she didn't have to worry. Although I heard what Mingkong said, Zhu Qiu had passed the Purple Emperor trial and should no longer be treated as a child, but in the eyes of his mother, a seven-year-old child was better behaved if he was greedy for fun.

"You gave two chests of gold to the Jews, do you know them well?" Fang Wanrong suddenly asked. Hearing Fang Wanrong's question, Liu Qingxi on the side also looked at Zhu Qiu, wanting to know the answer.

"When it comes back to Mother, the child is speaking to Rabi Jacob for the first time, and he has not been in contact with him before."

"Then why are you so generous? You have to know that what you sent out was not just your box, but also your brother Zhu Lin's! ”

"When he returned to his mother, the child felt that we did not need these two chests of gold for us, and that we had five more chests for the future. Those two boxes were sent to form an alliance with the Jews, but they were of great help to us. The Jews' business skills are unparalleled in the world, no less than those of the Hui, and our two boxes of gold have gone, and perhaps those who will come back in the future will be innumerable gold. ”

"It's true that Jews do business. But the dragon begat nine sons, each of them different, how do you know that this Jacobbi is a man who is proficient in business? ”

Juqiu laughed and said, "Is Jacob Pollack an ordinary person? When I was in the reincarnation of the Purple Emperor's trials, I had heard his name and surname, and this person was really an outstanding figure among the Jewish people. It's just that I didn't expect to be able to cross the same boat with him. However, taking a step back, even if this man is not worthy of his reputation, it does not matter, there are many business geniuses among the Jews in the United States, and I have made it clear that this is to finance their restoration, and they will choose good people and take care of their business. Mother, although this bet looks a little risky, it is beneficial and harmless. ”

Liu Qingxi looked at the child who was like a playful little bully a few days ago, but now he is talking eloquently here, seemingly casual, but secretly scheming, looking like an old man, thinking of the tragic events of that night, he can't help but feel a little comforted.

Fang Wanrong sighed and said, "I told you that night, I don't want you to bear this deep hatred like a sea of blood, my mother only hopes that you will live this life smoothly and smoothly, and my mother will be at ease." ”

When Zhu Qiu heard his mother's words, he put away his casual attitude, turned around, stood solemnly and said gracefully, "Mother said very much. What am I doing when I wake up. Mother, I don't want revenge or revenge, it's all a distant thing. It's just that the world is vast, and it is in a time when the storm is waiting to change, if you don't make some preparations, I'm afraid that you will panic at that time. ”

Fang Wanrong saw that he said without any flaws, so she didn't want to say anything more, but just instructed lightly: "Your younger brothers and sisters are still young, you don't have to say anything about that night's incident." The schoolwork of filial piety and faith should not be too tight. ”

When Liu Qingxi heard this, he also nodded and said: "Filial piety and Xinru are still young, and they can't be forced too hard, and if the child is troubled, it will be difficult to teach in the future." ”

Zhu Qiu nodded and said, "The child has written it down." ”

Fang Wanrong looked at the children playing in the distance, and said, "Then we will go back, you don't have to be too late." After that, I went back to the cabin with Liu Qingxi.

Zhu Qiu waited for his mother to go away, looked at Jacob Rabi and Monk Mingkong who were talking about the wind and the moon in the distance, shook his head, and went straight to the people of his age.

"You're finally here!" When Merida saw Zhu Qiu, she shouted: "Late, late, you will be punished for a show, wait, no singing!" ”

Everyone coaxed together to punish Zhu Qiu.

Zhu Qiu was naturally not afraid, pulled out the beam sent to him by the Purple Emperor from under the sacrificial table, tuned the strings, and played a song "Thoughtful", the sound of the song is far away, there is a great ancient style, and the breeze and the moon and the waves of the sea, gently drifting away.

As soon as Zhu Qiu finished playing, Merida said: "It's not fun, it's not fun, you Qing people will make this kind of music, now it's a party!" party, you know? To be cheerful, like Donna sang "Let's Be Happy", that kind of tune, you know?

Zhu Qiu smiled bitterly and shook his head, it is also strange to say, the music of the Han nationality is mostly solemn or quiet or tragic, and joyful songs are really rare.

When Merida saw Zhu Qiu shaking her head, she pursed her lips and said, "If you know, you don't understand, when it comes to banquets, it depends on us gypsies." With that, Merida pulled out a twelve-thirteen-year-old child from the crowd and shouted, "Brother Rancho, Brother Rancho, let him see what the joy of a gypsy is." ”

Narancho was a loyal man at first sight, and when he saw that Merida was so bitter, he had to take up the violin in his hand and play a cheerful tune.

To say that this gypsy is really a good musician, this Rancho looks very ordinary, but as soon as he plays the violin, his spirit is flying, and the sound of the piano is also light and flying, and people can't help but dance to the music. Melida was even more intoxicated by the sound of the piano, dancing with her hands and dancing to the symbol of the gypsy. The whirling around is like a flying seagull.

The people Juqiu invited tonight were Merida and her Gypsies, and the Jews of Jacobbi. In other words, these two ethnic groups, together with the Han nationality where Zhuqiu is located, constitute the three most wandering ethnic groups in the world. Wherever there are people, you can see the figures of these three ethnic groups.

When they arrived, Zhu Qiu found that among the three tribes, there were not many adults, most of them were old people and children. After the festival ended, several old people went together to drink tea and chat, and the rest of the people gathered together and began to have fun.

Zhu Qiu looked at Merida's light dancing and couldn't help but sigh a little. A few days ago, he was so carefree, but tonight, his shoulders are full of responsibilities, and he can't get rid of any of them.

Zhu Qiu looked at Merida in a trance, but he didn't know that there was also a pair of eyes in the crowd watching him.

When Rancho finished playing, he went to the side to rest, but Merida did not. She was dancing vigorously just now, and her face was covered with shiny sweat. Merida put her hands on her waist and shouted at the crowd, "You guys are so boring, you don't come out to play, you don't look like a child at all." Especially you, Zhu Qiu! ”

Zhu Qiu was in a daze, and when he heard Merida's roll call, he couldn't help but be stunned, but a gentle voice next to him said: "Don't hide anyone, how about singing a song by yourself?" ”

Merida turned her head and said, "Sister Donna said okay, then it's okay, it's just cheaper for this guy!" ”

Only then did Zhu Qiu come back to his senses, but he saw that it was a Jewish girl who had relieved him. Merida called her Sister Donna, presumably the female voice she had just sang. Zhu Qiu smiled at Donna and expressed his gratitude. Donna blushed and turned her head. Zhu Qiu was secretly strange in his heart, but he didn't know what was going on.

At this time, Merida had already entangled Miyamoto Yoshihide, who was the eldest one. Although Miyamoto Yoshihide is older, he has never seen such an occasion, and in a hurry, he sang a Japanese island song "Flower" that Zhu Qiu had just taught him. Before the singing was finished, everyone laughed.

Then came to Fang Xiaoru, Fang Xiaoru usually looks like a little gentleman, and then he sang a "Night Song" in a proper manner, although it does not fit the scene, it is much stronger than Miyamoto Yoshiei.

There were a lot of children, one by one, they sang in turn, and if they sang well, everyone applauded together, and if they sang poorly, they were laughed by everyone.

Zhu Qiu looked at it with a smile on the side, he was not afraid, and when it was his turn, he sang a song casually and mixed it up. He accidentally raised his eyes and noticed that the Jewish girl who had relieved him, Donna, had quietly left the crowd and walked towards the rest area on the side of the boat. Zhu Qiu thought for a while, and then followed.

When Zhu Qiu arrived, he saw Donna sitting on a chair in the rest area, holding her knees with her hands and her head buried deep in her knees, crying softly there. It's a small sound, but it's heart-wrenching to hear.

"What are you sad about?" Zhuqiu Lama sat next to Donna and asked.

When Donna heard Zhu Qiu's voice, she stopped crying, looked up and saw that it was him, her face turned red, and she said, "I think of my mother, at this time the year before last, my mother took me and my brother and sang a lot, like now. ”

Zhu Qiu asked casually, "What about your mother?" As soon as the words came out, Zhu Qiu knew that it was going to be bad.

Unexpectedly, Donna just said lightly: "Mom and brother are dead." Killed by the Russians. My mother hid me under the floor, and I hid in it, but then I ran into a rabbi, and the rabbi took me with her. You sang "Donna Donna" that day, and when I heard it, I thought it was my brother singing......"

Zhu Qiu didn't know what to say, just sat there and sighed softly.

Suddenly, Donna said, "Zhu Qiu, I heard Merida call you Zhu Qiu, can you sing a song for me?" You can sing so many songs, can you sing one for me? ”

Zhu Qiu looked at Donna, and the pair of tearful eyes under the moonlit night made people feel distressed. Zhu Qiu thought about it, and didn't know what to sing, but he couldn't bear to refuse Donna, his eyes subconsciously looked around, and suddenly, he saw a guitar on a bench not far away, a very small guitar. Zhu Qiu knew that someone had fallen here, so he walked over and picked up the guitar, tried it lightly, played it slightly, and then came back and sat down beside Donna, played it gently, and sang:

Hey Jew,

don＇t make it bad.

Take a sad song and make it better.

Remember to let her into your heart,

Then you can start to make it better.

Hey Jew,

don＇t be afraid.

You were made to go out and get her.

The minute you let her under your skin,

Then you begin to make it better.

And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jew, refrain,

Don＇t carry the world upon your shoulders.

For well you know that it＇s a fool who plays it cool

By making his world a little colder.

Hey Jew,

don＇t let me down.

You have found her, now go and get her.

Remember to let her into your heart,

Then you can start to make it better.

So let it out and let it in, hey Jew, begin,

You＇re waiting for someone to perform with.

And don＇t you know that it＇s just you,

hey Jew, you＇ll do,

The movement you need is on your shoulder.

Hey Jew,

don＇t make it bad.

Take a sad song and make it better.

Remember to let her under your skin,

Then you＇ll begin to make it

Better better better better better better, oh.

Da da da da da da, da da da, hey Jew