I have to admire Zhao Yanhang, she is a capable person, and in just a few days, she called back those old corners who had already found another way out. I don't know what method she used, but the old ones were convinced and obedient to me.

My father kept his word and never came to me.

I think that Qingchun Garden can be revived because of those famous old people and the signboard of Qingchun Garden in the past. Now that I'm getting better and new apprentices are coming in, I still don't think that's the way it is. I am determined to cultivate a new wave of horns, and when those old horns can't sing, Qingchunyuan will not have no successor.

With the help of Yan Hang, each old man brought one or two apprentices that he was satisfied with. After each scene is sung, we arrange for the children who have learned to warm up on stage, so that the audience will not be bored while waiting for the next scene, and the children will accumulate experience. Yan Hang came up with this idea, she said that in the past, she wanted to sing on stage, but she had to wait until the audience dispersed before she could hurry up and sing two sentences of Yuanyuan's wish.

During the day, they were busy with the affairs of the theater, and I read a book in the wing room in the backyard, reciting "Zhihu Ye". In the evening, everyone gathered at a round table of sour branches left by my grandfather to eat and drink.

Until the last snow of the winter had melted, my father never came to see me.

Yan Hang and I lived together on the eve of the Chinese New Year. I'm going to leave after the New Year, and I'm going to try it in Beijing, I thought it would be good to spend this year with Yanhang in the theater, but my father, who didn't come for a few months, came. When he came, the people in the theater were eating their last meal before returning home, and tomorrow those from other places will return to their hometowns for the New Year.

"Come back with me." My father didn't knock on the door, but pushed it in.

Hearing the movement, we turned around one after another, and I saw my father's eyes revealing the urgency to leave and his disgust for the theater.

I suddenly felt very angry, and a resentment that I had held back for many years suddenly rushed to my heart. My father is very conservative and has always hated my hobby of listening to opera, and he has always looked down on Qingchunyuan, so Qingchunyuan was left unattended after my grandfather left.

"I'm not going back." I put down my chopsticks and turned my head away from him. I haven't been angry for many years, but today, I blurted out the rebuttal, and I didn't have time to take it back.

"Just because of a bad actor?" With that, I was hit on the head, and something hit me on the head.

I looked at my father in disbelief: "What did you say?" ”

He pointed to Yan Hang, who was sitting next to me, and gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "You are blind and deaf to me? You two are really sorry for the pickles! Insult my Wu family's lintel! ”

I was stunned, he knew it all.

After he finished speaking, he picked up the crutches that had fallen on the ground and disappeared into the endless night outside the door.

"I should have understood, I should have understood." Yan Hang's sobbing sound came from his ears.

"I'm a theater singer, I shouldn't think like this." She muttered to her feet, and I realized she was leaving, and hurriedly grabbed the corner of her dress. She smiled, but her eyes didn't smile: "I'm not feeling well, go back first, everyone has fun." ”

She shook my hand away and walked away.

I drank a lot of wine that night, and the old people tried to persuade me, but I didn't listen to a word, I just thought about drinking. In the second half of the night, everyone was gone, and I dreamed in a daze that Yan Hang came to help me, and I said, "I'm sorry, my father is ...... He said something very excessive, very excessive, if you are angry, I will scold you back! ”

She didn't answer me.

"When I get the fame and go out, I will no longer be the son of the old marquis Wu, and I will no longer be the boss of Qingchun Garden, I am just your husband Zhao Yanhang, do you want me?"

This time, she nodded. Even if it's a dream, I'm satisfied.

I dreamed of her phoenix crown, I dreamed that she married me, and I dreamed that I had many children with her......

I couldn't help but sigh, "It's a dream, let me sleep forever." ”