Chu Jiao quickly collected her emotions, stretched out her hand and shook it like a white flag, and said with a forced smile: "Today is the day of reunion, let's discuss it later!" Uncle and aunt, I would like to toast you and wish you good health. ”

"Look at Gillian, but she is much more sensible." The aunt raised her glass, and did not forget to count her girl.

"Yes, Gillian is much quieter and more stable than before." Xie Liuxin also felt a little emotional, and raised his glass to signal to Chu Jiao, "If you want to say, eat a trench and grow wise, this-" He seemed to feel that something was wrong, blinked his eyes, and stopped talking.

Chu Jiao was not so stingy, smiled faintly, and didn't care. What is quiet and steady, it is not due to Shen Chen's guy, which has made him think too much, become a lot more mature, calm, and even a little deep.

Towards the end of the feast, the waiter served coffee. Xie Liuxin proudly announced to everyone, "There is something that surprises you, we will go to the big stage to watch Peking Opera in a while." Mr. Mei's performance, I have bought the best seats. ”

Chu Jiao can't say that she likes it, but it's a Peking Opera master, a performance by a big celebrity, so she has to go to the show.

"I'll take you to the drama in a few days, it's much stronger than the sound of the show." Xie Yuelan leaned close to Chu Jiao's ear and whispered.

……………

The audience in the theater was still packed, as if the war that had just taken place for more than a month was a long time ago.

When Chu Jiao and the others arrived, they had just changed into Mei Lanfang's magnificent curtain. The audience began to switch places, and the servants occupying the seats gave way when they saw that the ticket was leading their master and wife in. The musical accompaniment continued, but almost no one was listening.

"Before, women weren't allowed to sit here." Xie Liuxin took the hot towel from the waiter's hand, wiped his face, and stretched out his finger, "I mean Chiza, they can only sit in the box above." ”

"Now advocating women's rights and freedom-" Chu Xiongfei smiled bitterly and said, "Women don't wear skirts and pants, which was even more unimaginable before. Ah Tian's generation, I'm afraid we can't control them when we're old! ”

"Ah Tian is a good child, what about Gillian, she has been such a personality since she was a child, you sent her to study in a foreign school, learn piano, learn foreign languages, do you want her to be like the older generation?" Xie Liuxin said helplessly: "We have the same expectations for Alain, but we have learned a lot, and our minds are broad, so we can't control it!" ”

"I think Gillian is much calmer." The aunt sighed, "Alain is more than a year older than her, and she has been getting more and more bold lately. ”

The pianist tunes in on stage, and the chatter and noise gradually muffle into a kind of silent waiting.

Chu Jiao sat next to her father and Cousin Lan, while Chu Tian and Xie Yuefan sat on the side, separated from the cheaper seats in an aisle. Knocking on the melon seeds, everyone had a nervous look of anticipation, indicating that they were all very interested in enjoying the performance of China's greatest Peking Opera master.

A ticket collector walked along the passage, looked at the ticket in Xie Yuefan's hand, shook his head, and said, "The upstairs box, not here." ”

Xie Yuefan was stunned for a moment, got up and checked the number on the back chair, and then said, "No, we are these seats." ”

"In the box." The conductor shook his head and said stiffly, "These seats are reserved." As he spoke, he patted the back of his chair as if he had given an order.

"Fuck off!" Xie Liuxin turned his head and scolded loudly: "I don't care if I make a reservation or not, the tickets I bought are for these seats." You're × blind! ”

The theater manager ran over sweaty, panicked and whispered, "Sorry, I'm very sorry, I made a mistake." I'll give you the best seat upstairs, much better than here. ”

"I like it here, I don't change seats." Xie Liuxin crossed his arms in front of his chest and turned to the stage.

The aunt gave him a hint with her hand on Xie Liuxin's leg, and then tilted her chin to the right.

Six or seven people were standing in the aisle on the right. At first, in the dim light, Xie Liuxin didn't see who it was. When the people dispersed a little, he saw a stout body, and next to him stood a Japanese man with five short statures, wearing glasses, and a dan beard.

Although the Japanese stood still, they had a unique Japanese appearance of showing off their might and being arrogant. This looks comical to a short person, like a chicken showing off itself in a herd of cows.

Chu Jiao was also tilting her head to watch, these people were all wearing wide-lapels and double-breasted tops, like robbers in American movies at that time. With a tense face, the stout fellow looked impatient, and strode over.

"Thank you." Zhang Lu walked up to Xie Liuxin and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, the theater sold the wrong ticket, and you sat in the seats of Mr. Sato and me." ”

Xie Liuxin snorted, but he didn't expect Ji Yunqing's thugs to ride on his head, and he also used the Japanese to press himself.

Seeing that Xie Liuxin stubbornly did not answer, Zhang Lu said in a strange tone: "There are many seats upstairs, and the theater manager will refund the money to you." As he spoke, his eyes quickly turned to Chu Jiao and Xie Yuelan, and finally stopped on Xie Yuelan's face, "How is your daughter?" Is she interested in politics? That's dangerous, and I want you to care about her. ”

Threat! Everyone heard the implication in Zhang Lu's words, but with such a regression, where did Xie Liuxin's face on the mixed road go? The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the eyes of both sides were confronting and contesting.

Chu Jiao stood up suddenly, and the chair behind her made a crackling sound, like gunshots to the people who were shrouded in tension. She said loudly in Shanghainese dialect quickly and urgently, "Let's go, let's go upstairs to the play." Eating raw fish without brushing your teeth, smelling this smell, your appetite for watching the drama is lost. ”

There was a low laugh around, and obviously some people knew that Chu Jiao was referring to the Japanese when he said eating raw fish.

Xie Liuxin hesitated for a moment, and under the hint of Chu Xiongfei and his wife, he also stood up and walked out. But his stiff face felt hot, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at his back.

The Japanese stared at the group of unkind-faced men with a brutal curiosity, and then nodded stiffly, chin down to chest. It was a Japanese ritual that seemed to thank them for doing a great deed.

"Mr. Sato, how many Chinese women and children did you massacre in Zhabei?" Xie Yuelan suddenly let go of Chu Jiao and asked Sato in English with an expression of anger and resentment.

The diminutive Japanese paused for a few seconds to ignore her, but reached out and slapped her in the face.

Chu Jiao stretched out her hand to stop it, and the Japanese palm hit her wrist, which hurt a lot.