"By the way, your eldest sister has a holiday the day after tomorrow, and she heard about your father's affairs, and she specially wants to rush back."

Aunt Liu was holding the dishes for Mo Chuchen, and chattered about things:

"Speaking of your sister, that's really, work is work, don't go home all day long, I know that I'm working, I don't know how to arrange it, after she comes back, I have to talk about it."

"Okay, milk, the eldest sister works hard, she works seriously, where will she recruit people to gossip?"

Mo Chuchen said in his heart, if you want to talk about it, the only one who thinks that it is unreliable for women to go to the accommodation factory is Aunt Liu.

"Alas, that's different, most people work together as husband and wife, and your eldest sister ...... alone."

Aunt Liu began to talk in a chattering mode.

After eating, Mo Chuchen put away the dishes and chopsticks and slipped away early.

"Baby, washing dishes is what women do, and your hands are the hands of readers, where can you get greasy? Hurry up and put it down, and go to watch the singing drama in the next village with my grandmother. ”

"Wait, I'll go after washing, the teacher said, you have to do housework, and helping the family is a good child."

Mo Chuchen said that despite Aunt Liu's dissuasion, he washed the dishes directly.

This scene moved Aunt Liu's heart, and she sighed that her grandson had grown up and knew how to be considerate of his family.

"Brother, remember to follow your grandmother when you go to watch the opera."

Liu Ya prepared hot water bottles for the two of them, and Gezai opera is a kind of local drama, and most of the scenes sung are Bundy

Almost two or three times a month, they perform along the surrounding villages.

Aunt Liu especially likes to watch plays, and the children watch the troubles on the stage.

Most of the singing troupes in the countryside are not too professional, and there are often some strange situations, and the actors will always attract a lot of attention when they play on the spot.

Mo Chuchen held the hot water bottle and followed Aunt Liu to the stone stage, this stage was built by the villagers themselves to facilitate the performance, and opposite it was a small temple that burned incense, and the wide square in the middle was usually used to watch the play in addition to burning incense.

Because of the relationship between the singing and playing, the stage team has not yet come, and many villagers have already come, they are carrying benches and gossiping while staring at the stage that has been arranged.

"Coincidentally, you're also coming to see the play?"

Sima Shaohua rushed over to greet Mo Chuchen.

These days, Mo Chuchen took the initiative to do housework, which made the image of the original owner a lot better in Sima Shaohua's eyes.

"yes, it's almost time to start"

Mo Chuchen looked at him and asked puzzledly:

"Aren't you usually detained and not allowed to go out? How do you have time to watch a play today? ”

"It's nothing, I'm going to score 100 points in the small test this week, and I can play as much as I want."

Sima Shaohua replied lightly, although as a child of someone else's family, he has always been very good, but the exam is not a hundred every time.

Therefore, whenever he takes the 100th exam, he can always win a lot of free time and pocket money.

"Liu Ye, are you interested in going to the city together?"

Sima Shaohua looked at the people around him and then at Mo Chuchen, who was silent next to him, and he suddenly thought that maybe he could bring Liu Ye to make a fortune together.

At that time, if Liu Ye is still stoned to death, there is no reason why he will become a ghost pestering him!.

Thinking of this, Sima Shaohua's eyes were shining like little stars.

"Not interested."

Mo Chuchen didn't plan to take the ride of the son of luck, but instead told him about his plan: "My father wants to contract a fish pond, and now he is going to buy fish fry in other places, I want to read more books and help him raise fish." ”

"Fry? If you can't raise this well, you have to lose it, and you really have to take a good look. ”

Sima Shaohua vaguely remembered that there seemed to be this incident in his previous life, but considering that the Liu family had not made any progress since then, he concluded that the plan for this fish pond must have been broken.

"I can help you find some books, but I can't do it, and you can also ......use your mobile phone to check the information on the Internet."

"What is a mobile phone, and what is the Internet?"

Mo Chuchen asked puzzled.

"Well, that's it, you don't understand it as a child, you don't need to ask too much, you will understand when you grow up." Sima Shaohua flickered vaguely.

Hearing that question, Sima Shaohua reacted, in 2000, although there was a mobile phone, but it was not like later generations.

Nowadays, there are very few mobile phones that can access the Internet.

In the countryside, a child like Liu Ye shouldn't know so much.

"Brother."

Eleven-year-old Liu Hua walked over alone, she looked small, white and soft, and her voice was as small as that of a mosquito.

"Third sister, why are you here?"

Mo Chuchen remembered that Liu Hua was a very soft girl, because of her good grades, she was often confined to study at home, and when she grew up, she married an ordinary office worker who graduated from college in the same village under the arrangement of her parents.

"I heard that there was a singing opera, and I really liked it, so I ran out secretly."

Liu Hua's eyes turned to the stage, and while the old man playing the instrument, her timid eyes seemed to be infused with soul.

"Oh, why did you little girl run out? How dangerous it is to come out alone! ”

Aunt Liu, who was chatting with others, noticed the extra children.

She poked her finger at Willow's head:

"Look, don't think about singing big dramas or anything, that thing has no future.

Your parents can expect you to get good grades in college! If you want me to say, girls who read too many books and invest so much are blind, and in the end they are not going to get married

You are a girl, and in the end, it is a serious ...... to rely on your parents and brothers. ”

"But, I like singing opera very much!" Liu Hua plucked up the courage to refute.

"Like to like, in order to like to delay your parents' expectations is not right, women, first of all, to get the love of their parents, this can stand, otherwise without the love of their parents, you know how hard you have to live in this life? If it weren't for the achievements that people pay attention to now, where would girls know so many ....... ”

"Milk, it's time to start the show."

Mo Chuchen interrupted Aunt Liu's chatter.

After Aunt Liu's concentration fell on the stage, Mo Chuchen pulled Liu Hua aside:

"Sister, don't listen to milk nonsense, learn more if you can, study for yourself, I can't support you one day, you can also rely on yourself."

"Xiaohua, your brother is right."

Sima Shaohua looked at the girl who was almost said to be crying, and said solemnly: "Everything you learn is your own, where is there any saying about learning for other people's families." ”

"I see, you two are like little adults, and it's too funny."

Liu Hua was still a little aggrieved when she listened to Aunt Liu's words, but looking at the two nervous boys in front of her, she couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed: "Of course I know, studying is for myself, isn't there a sticky tooth candy sold nearby?" Do you want to eat one? ”。

"Okay!."

"Then I'll buy one too! You sit and I'll buy it. ”

Sima Shaohua saw that there were more and more people in the square, and he didn't dare to let the "young" willow leaves and willow flowers run around, so he got up and went to the vendor to buy three sticky tooth candy.

Most of the sugar in the village is handmade, there is no gorgeous packaging, there is no expiration date, production date and the like, that is, glutinous rice paper wrapped in orange sugar, when someone buys, the vendor only picks up a small wooden stick and wraps a piece of candy, some will wrap glutinous rice paper, and some can be eaten directly.

The so-called sticky tooth candy is actually maltose.

"Here you go, five dimes."

Mo Chuchen took the maltose and threw the five dimes to Sima Shaohua.

"Thank you, Shaohua."

Liu Hua tasted the sugar and stared at the stage with burning eyes.

The above is the story of Wang Baochuan and Xue Pinggui, this story has been performed no less than ten times in the village in recent years, and there are almost one or two plays every year, and everyone likes to watch it.

"Although I was very angry at the process, she still became the queen in the end, brother, she will live happily for the rest of her life, right?"

Liu Hua stared at the drama above, on the stage, they had already played the plot of Xue Pinggui riding a white horse back to the Central Plains.

"I rode a white horse to go through three levels, changed into plain clothes and returned to the Central Plains, put down Xiliang and left no one to care, I only wanted Wang Baochuan to ......"

The actors in light cyan costumes walked around the stage with many long white sticks pasted on them, and the layman could not see why, but only felt that the pace was particularly rapid and beautiful.

“……。”

Mo Chuchen was thinking about whether to cruelly tell her the truth, or to continue to let Liu Hua keep her girlish heart.

"No, she only had been queen for eighteen days before she died."

Sima Shaohua doesn't have so many ideas, because this drama only ends here when Wang Baochuan becomes the queen, and most people don't know the follow-up results.

Sima Shaohua was also under the influence of his childhood filter, and he wanted to relive this drama before he learned the truth.

When he didn't know the truth, he, like most people, always thought that this poor woman had finally come to an end and had a good future and destiny.

"You're a liar!" When Liu Hua heard this, she immediately turned her face:

"How is it possible to live only eighteen days? Xue Pinggui loves her so much, so he won't let her have an accident! . ”

"Anyway, I lived for eighteen days, believe it or not."

Sima Shaohua spread his hands.

"Okay, okay, but what's there to worry about in a drama?"

The person next to him panicked when he heard this statement, and interrupted the conversation of the three children next to him.

Most of them came to see a refreshing one, and the ending originally stopped at a happy situation, and Sima Shaohua had to spoil it, which made the people who were originally caught in the plot suddenly feel bored.

"It's impossible, she has suffered so much, she deserves what she deserves, why did she die in only 18 days?."

Liu Hua didn't want to believe this answer at all, her usual favorite is this drama, watching a woman go through hard work and finally get power and status, just like most people in the village say, only women who can endure hardships have a good life.

The answer Sima Shaohua gave her was different from what everyone told her.

"If you endure hardship, you can be a queen, there are a bunch of queens in the world, are you stupid? Still stupid, Little Flower? ”

Sima Shaohua looked at the child's devastated appearance, not only did not stop spoilers, but also continued to complain:

"It's good that she can be the queen of 18 days.

You see, she has neither military power nor connections, and her father was later executed by her husband, so it's not unusual for her to die later, right?

However, in the end, it is just a drama, and there are different opinions on how to die, and I don't know which way to die is true. ”

"Nasty! Won't play with you anymore! ”

Liu Hua seemed to be annoyed by Sima Shaohua's words, and pulled Mo Chuchen and ran away.

"Alas, what I said is true, why did you run away in anger?"

Sima Shaohua looked at the willow flowers and willow leaves in the distance with a blank face, he had been doing business and socializing all year round in his previous life, and he didn't have time to think about these things, but he knew the follow-up plot of the protagonist's death.

This is a real thing, why are you angry?

Liu Hua's performance made Sima Shaohua and the second monk puzzled:

"It's really hard for a kid to figure out right now."

………………。

After talking to Aunt Liu, Mo Chuchen was pulled home by Liu Hua.

"How can it be that there is no good reward! She ate bran for eighteen years, lived in a cold kiln and raised her children, why did she die in eighteen days! Liu Hua couldn't think about it when she got home.

"Happiness is to be earned by oneself, where can happiness be obtained by being a slave to others? If you want to open a point, don't drill the horns. Mo Chuchen took out a pack of copycat chocolates from the original owner's schoolbag:

"This is for you to eat, do you want it?"

"This is for you, right? I still don't want it, your brother, how can I take your things? ”

"Take it, what a brother and sister. You're a year younger than me. ”

Mo Chuchen didn't listen to Liu Hua's refusal, gave her the chocolate, and then slipped back to the original owner's room with his schoolbag.

The original owner's room is on the third floor, there are four rooms on the third floor, the original owner's room is on the far right, which is full of all kinds of toys, the furniture used by the original owner is specially customized, all of them are simple European design, and they are very expensive at a glance.

After Mo Chuchen finished writing his homework, a paper ball suddenly fell into the window, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was actually thrown by Sima Shaohua.

"Do what?"

Mo Chuchen poked his head out of the window, his hair was messy in the night wind, and Sima Shaohua's room was opposite the window.

In the dim light, Sima Shaohua was lying in front of the window, his childish face always carrying incomprehensible maturity and sorrow.

When Mo Chuchen poked his head out, Sima Shaohua hid those emotions that belonged to adults, blinking his eyes like a simple child.

"Next month, the exam is coming, have you reviewed all the math?"

Sima Shaohua asked as naturally as possible, he looked at the soft and cute child opposite, but in his mind, he looked like the other party when he was a ghost.

"If not, I can help you answer your questions!"

In order to avoid being haunted by powerful ghosts again, Sima Shaohua also desperately wanted to brush up his favorability.

"Thanks, but I think I'll definitely be number one next month."

Mo Chuchen rejected Sima Shaohua's kindness and quickly closed the window.

"What would this kid like?"

Sima Shaohua looked at the opposite window, stared at it a few times, and after making sure that the other party would not open the window again, he returned to the desk.

The mottled walls smelled a little moldy, and when he returned to the room where he was a child, Sima Shaohua was not disappointed and depressed, on the contrary, his eyes burst with a strange brilliance.