(Due to the excessive number of words in this chapter, it has been updated in two parts, and the following is the first half of "51a".) ）

At ten o'clock in the morning on Wednesday, the third class of high school and the seventh class of high school were in physical education class at the same time, which was almost the moment that Gu Shuyu looked forward to the most every week, because only then could she see her sweetheart Li Zirui in the open.

Li Zirui is the captain of the school basketball team, and has played for the school basketball team since high school and has earned many honors for the school. Not only that, but he was also good at debating, singing, and calligraphy. Such a person must have good looks, talents, core skills, and key people who are very humble, friendly, and righteous...... It can really be described as gentle and elegant, and it is not in vain that he has been devoted to his heart for a long time.

Speaking of Li Zirui's goodness, Gu Shuyu may not be able to finish it happily overnight, but the problem is that they have been at the same school and level for a year and a half, and she has never said a word to Li Zirui! She has "passed five levels and six generals" for him to join the cheerleading team, she has appropriated most of her extracurricular time to watch his ball games, and even skipped class more than once to watch his debate games...... Poor girl, she hasn't talked to anyone for half a sentence so far. In order to achieve her own intentions, after Shu Yu learned that Li Zirui would be sent to Beijing University of Technology as a sports student, she also set her college entrance examination goal as Beijing University of Technology, thinking that she could be with him.

Gu Shuyu, who was holding the barbed wire fence in the corner of the playground and looking at others stupidly, suddenly saw a shocking scene. A girl with long hair and light makeup with a bare waist and belly button eyes was holding a bottle of water to deliver water to Li Zirui, Li Zirui unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank half of it in one go, and then the girl naturally took the bottle and drank three or five sips, Li Zirui saw that the water was not finished, and took the water bottle again to drink the remaining water, and then handed the empty bottle to the girl, and then the two smiled and said "You and I" said a word. So, they share a water bottle. The whole process is smooth and natural to happen between couples, but ......

Shu Yu was flustered, she knew that many girls liked or had a crush on Li Zirui, and she also knew that there were many bold beautiful girls who openly chased him, but Li Zirui always claimed that he had no girlfriend...... Shu Yu thought inferiorly, suddenly opened his mouth and stared, his eyes were round, and he was frightened by the next scene!

Taking advantage of the time when the physical education teacher asked the students to take a half-time break, Li Zirui and the girl walked to the corner of the playground after drinking water, and they faced everyone with their backs to Shuyu. I saw Li Zirui's big hands stretched out from behind and placed them on the girl's right buttocks, and then pinched and pinched!

Shu Yu covered his eyes and turned around in fright, as if he was at the first scene of a serial murder case, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't stop. She didn't know what to do, so she walked around the playground, taking a deep breath and looking up. But sometimes I couldn't help but want to peek at the two of them again, and the intimate contact was gone, only to see the girl patting Li Zirui on the shoulder and burying her head in his arms and snickering.

Their relationship is not ordinary. Gu Shuyu is not stupid. The girl had two braids, white skin and red lips, a slender figure, she looked enchanting and fit, handsome and unrestrained, the key was that she looked at the girl and saw that the girl was as tall as one meter seven, and Li Zirui, who was one meter eight and five, was really a good match. That girl was so perfect that Shu Yu was jealous. Look at Li Zirui again, while enjoying the intimacy with the girl, he retreated or stayed away slightly with some suspicion; While stretching out his index finger to tease the girl's chin, he smiled enthusiastically with the other girls.

No wonder, pink gossip about him is everywhere on campus. First, it was rumored that he was ambiguous with the school girl Zhao Qianru, and then it was rumored that she hugged and quarreled with Yi Yuxi, the top student of the school, and there were pictures and texts...... People are as their name is, and indeed they are people as their name is.

Gu Shuyu looked back at his liking for him, nine out of ten because of his appearance and false fame. If he's not as good as he thinks, if he's a twilight, a good at coaxing, and a dirty bottomless person, what should she do? Adored him for so long, continue or stop? Loss, denial, brokenness, regret, anger...... Gu Shuyu, who couldn't help herself, ran to the north of the playground under the big banyan tree after class, she took out her mobile phone, found four solid-color stationery pictures in the album, and wrote a poem on them:

"But I can't laugh before Juezun, but now I really regret it."

"Thinking about the past, it is not, empty as lovesick words".

"Drifting zero thoughts, the waning moon and falling flowers know".

"How much hatred the west wind has, it can't blow away the eyebrows."

When it was over, the girl posted four pictures in the circle of friends, then put away her mobile phone and walked around the long road to the teaching building. Along the way, he sighed and sighed, and his eyes were full of pink sadness.

The circle of friends on that end just sent it out, and the guy on this head received it in less than three minutes. He Yiming, who has flipped through Gu Shuyu's circle of friends dozens of times, has already developed a habit: as soon as the phone is unlocked, he first looks at Gu Shuyu's circle of friends, and when he sees that she has not updated, he turns off his mobile phone and continues to listen to the class, so repeatedly, as if his mobile phone is just for Gu Shuyu. Therefore, every time I turn on my mobile phone, it is Gu Shuyu, and it is also Gu Shuyu before I turn off my mobile phone.

"Wow! It's so hard! What does that mean? He Yiming, who has never been very good at Chinese, frowned and stared at the poems on his phone, except that he was unhappy to understand her, what exactly it meant, and he couldn't understand the poems if he hadn't learned them. After secretly checking it privately, he knew that these poems were from "Nalan Ci", so he found the original words one by one, and then looked at the translation to figure it out. Vaguely, he understood, and drew several points from it: first, Gu Shuyu likes and is good at using Nalan words; Second, her feelings have suffered setbacks; Third, Shu Yu needs to talk but has nothing to talk about, so he can only post it on Moments.

What should he do? This guy has this question on his mind. Fortunately, it was the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the teachers of each subject were not too difficult to speak, or He Yiming, who was not anxious, would really fall behind a lot of classes.

"Hello? Big! "Lao Ma, who was having lunch, received a phone call, and when he opened it, he saw that it was his boss Xingbang.

"What's wrong?" The old horse wiped his mouth and spoke.

"I'll go to Shenzhen tomorrow and say hello to you." Xingbang on the other end of the phone asked the leader for instructions.

"Come on."

"What are you missing? I'll bring it to you by the way. ”

"No, no, the Yingying family has everything." The old horse was so proud that he didn't know it.

"Okay, then I'...... Come over when the time comes. ”

"It's done."

The father and son, who were speechless and emotionally impaired, paused for three seconds each, and finally the old horse hung the antelope.

No matter how the son calls Lao Tzu, Lao Ma is always high-minded. Sometimes the war between father and son is not about a word, an event, or a person, but it is like a full bow, one holding the bowstring and the other dragging the bow, and no one breathes a sigh of relief. Whoever wants this war to be dissolved is often because of a long or short sentence, an inconsequential matter, a person who stands by and watches.

In any case, Lao Ma is going to see his son, and he wants to see his son too. The festival is a good day, he doesn't want to miss it, even if he chats with him for half an hour, plays with the babies, and smokes face-to-face, he is happy. He knows that his temper is not good, and he always wrongs his children and younger generations to accommodate him, and he also knows that he regrets and blames himself, but he can't control this stubborn temper as soon as it comes up.

The old horse was squinting in the rocking chair after dinner, and suddenly the phone rang, it was Ma Xingxia calling. He hadn't figured out what was going on, and he had already said that he was going to come over and let him wait for him at home. The old horse had to prepare tea, wine, and fruits to wait for him. After a while, before two o'clock, the doorbell rang, and it was really a hero, carrying a box of moon cakes.

"Oh, Brother Jianguo, I'm going to disturb you today!" When Ma Xingxia saw the old horse, he shook his head and sighed.

"You're welcome, I'm listening to the play at home alone, what can I disturb!" The old horse invited the walker into the living room.

"I really can't find anyone to talk to! If I don't look for you again, I'm really going to suffocate to death! Xingxia sat down unceremoniously, and the old horse went to fetch water.

Three cups of tea, the second elder was also politely finished, Xingxia got straight to the point: "Tomorrow Mid-Autumn Festival, for the gift of the two of her (Ma Xingxia's daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law) made trouble again, first muttered in the morning, and then quarreled and scolded face-to-face, my wife was so angry that she stretched out her hand to her, but she opened my wife's hand, I went up to help my wife who wants to ...... Hey......" Xingxia shook his head, his eyes dazzled.

He wiped away his tears and continued, "Who wants people to beat me!" I'm a gentleman too! I'm going to have a face too...... Ay! ”

Ma Xingxia couldn't go down, lowered his head and pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and was silent. After a while, he choked up and said, "I sat in our park for two hours, and then I came to find you!" I'm really ...... Oh, brother, village chief, why did your family make such a fuss! If you don't treat me as a human being, forget it, and do ......."

Seeing that Xingxia was holding the thigh meat in both hands and bowing his head for a long time, the old horse spoke: "I'll get you wine!" Let's drink it two bottles and two bottles today. ”

After drinking a few glasses of wine, his body was hot, and Xingxia suddenly felt his heart, and then said: "A while ago, my eldest grandson always vomited, she had a bad temper, and she had nowhere to vent, and she lost her temper at me at every turn. Damn, I have to kill her if this is going to be left in the village, what a daughter-in-law! Sooner or later, you have to get out of the marriage! ”

"These things...... Do you know? The old horse was curious.

"My son is soft, he listens to what people do, and I was so angry that I left home a while ago, and went to the hotel to live for a night!"

The old horse, who was accustomed to seeing each other, raised his voice disdainfully: "If you can't get over, you will get divorced!" Suffer this sin of fear! ”

"Hey! My son has long wanted to leave, and he won't let me! Now that the second child is a little bit old, why are you willing to let the baby have no father and no mother before she is two years old! As soon as the two of us thought about the divorce, the baby was so pitiful, just that, I was wronged, forget it......," Xingxia wiped two lines of tears when he mentioned the child.

"I've thought about it, I can't live well, I want to leave but I don't want to leave, then you make it ......" The old horse patted his thigh worriedly.

"Not really! It's not for my baby! That's two grandchildren! I want the court to award her, how can I live with my old family! ”

"She doesn't have a job, how can it be awarded to her!"

"Even if you judge one, you can't do it! If I remarry in the future, then don't spare my baby? Xingxia was furrowed.

"I don't believe it, unless she looks like that Shih Tzu sable! She is a middle-aged woman who is a mother, has no job, and has a stinky temper, how can she remarry and remarry! It's so easy to get married for the second time! ”

"Oh, then you can't risk our grandson!"

"I see, you two were restrained by her with doll clamps! People are sure to eat your family of three! The old horse lit a hookah and purred.

"Actually, the root cause is not this. Some time ago, my son raised his salary and didn't get a commission, and he hasn't raised his salary for two years, and my daughter-in-law is not happy - for this! ”

"How much is your son a month?" The old horse squinted and inquired.

"Eighteen thousand, sometimes a few thousand, the lowest number!"

"Good fellows! Ten thousand eight are not happy! Is she going to lift? ”

"Hey, 18,000 people is tall, so feed six people - are you still tall? My family spends tens of thousands of dollars a month! I really don't know how the two of them settle accounts and get by, my daughter-in-law is very generous! There's no way, you can't control it! ”

After some talking, the second old man was already drunk, and Lao Ma knew that the family affairs and family were worried that outsiders could not comfort and relieve him, so he proposed to sing the opera, and the Xingxia applauded. It's a pity that the erhu has no strings, so Lao Ma found two chopsticks and Tsai Zai's violin, used the sound panel of the violin as a bang, tried to knock it, and it was barely usable. found the opera of "Three Niang's Godson" to be sung by Xingxia in his mobile phone, turned off the original sound according to Tsai Tsai's teaching, and played it for a minute.

"Yes, yes, that's what it tastes like!" Xingxia clapped his hands and found the feeling of singing on the wheat field decades ago.

"Which verse are you singing?"

"Uh......" Xingxia looked at the flower board and pondered for a moment, then said, "'Slaves don't read' that piece!" ”

"I won't adjust this, let's put it first!"

As soon as the tune came, the two old men couldn't help but sing in chorus, one shaking his head and clapping his hands, and the other clenching his chopsticks and tapping on the violin panel.

"The slave family, Wang's Chun'e and her husband Xue Guang, went to Zhenjiang to trade, and didn't want to die in Zhenjiang, thanks to Xue Bao's corpse back, hated Zhang and Liu Er, and when they saw their husbands die, they remarried one by one. It was I who made a vow to Hong, never remarry, raise the son of the front room, named Brother Yi, and went to study in the south. I can't help but weave silk in the machine room. Exactly: the clouds and fog do not know the morning or evening, and the snow is deep and the road is high. Wang Chun'e sat in the grass hall and sighed to herself, thinking that my son-in-law was not miserable. was unfortunately infected by Xue Langfu's life in Zhenjiang, thanks to the old Xue Bao who moved his body back. A slave is like a wild goose from the south who is lost and unaccompanied, and a slave is like a broken pear flower that cannot be reunited. Xue Yi'er is like an arrow without a bow, and Old Xue is like a boat in the waves. I came to the machine room to weave silk, and waited for my son to go back to the garden.

……

"Hey! It's two! Xingxia sat up straight, and reminded the old horse with a fluttering eyebrow.

The old horse squeezed his eyebrows, and while slapping the bang: "Okay!" You sing! ”

I saw the walker look up and sing loudly:

"Slaves don't read and make mothers angry, and there are a few young people who listen to it.

Qin Ganluo was a dazai at the age of twelve, and Shi Jingjiao was a handsome at the age of thirteen.

In the Three Kingdoms, Zhou Gongjin was famous all over the world, and he was called a general at the age of seven.

At the age of thirteen, he was handsome in Soochow, and burned Cao Bing eighty-three and had nowhere to bury him.

That's all parents raising non-gods to descend, is it a slave beast reincarnated......"

A few minutes later, Xingxia hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no!" Forgot! Forget about it! After clapping his hands, he laughed, and then coughed a few times to clear his throat. The old horse put down his chopsticks and stopped, and stretched out his hand to point to the tea on the side to signal the Xingxia to drink tea.

After a few sips of tea, Lao Ma spoke: "You didn't sing the sentence 'Zhou Gongjin is famous all over the world' just now, you should sing it like this!" Lao Ma Wan demonstrated loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's sung like that, it's sung like that! I haven't sung in decades, oops forget forgot! The chivalrous child generally moved his buttocks, scratched his head, and blamed himself.

"Again?" The old horse asked Xingxia with a smile.

"Do it again!" The Walker nodded and smiled.

"Slaves don't read and make mothers angry, and there are a few young people who listen to it.

Qin Ganluo was a dazai at the age of twelve, and Shi Jingjiao was a handsome at the age of thirteen.

In the Three Kingdoms, Zhou Gongjin was famous all over the world, and he was called a general at the age of seven.

At the age of thirteen, he was handsome in Soochow, and burned Cao Bing eighty-three and had nowhere to bury him.

That's all parents raising non-gods to descend, is it a slave beast reincarnated......"

The song was playing, and suddenly Xingxia forgot to sing the lyrics, leaned over and asked the old horse quickly: "What's the next word?" ”

The old horse hurriedly rescued the scene: "Since ancient times, raising Jiao'er has a lifelong ......"

The two elders sang together:

"Since the ancient road, Jiao'er has been relied on for life, and who knows that the slave has no reason on weekdays, and on the way, he fell and fell ......"

In the key place, one of the two plays "Sanniang" and the other plays the old slave "Xue Bao", you and I sing very rigorously:

"Persuade Sanniang to take a break to tears, the old slave said to listen carefully to the root and seedling: look at it, look at the age of the Dongren, and hope that Sanniang will read the Dongren in the next life early, leaving only this seedling, you must be lightly punished, forgive him once, and not spare him next time."

"You say that he is old, and his heart is not, and he speaks to Yasai Bronze Knife. Since ancient times, no one has a thousand days, how can flowers bloom for a hundred days? What kind of machine to weave to teach what sub, cut off the two heads of the machine. ”

"Respect the three masters and mothers to listen carefully to the roots: they are all only dyed for the life of the old easterner Zhenjiang, it is the old slave with thousands of mountains and rivers, thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, and the corpse is returned. Hates only Zhang and Liu Er, he changed his heart and intestines, and one by one he wore Luo skirts and married another husband. I am only happy that the three main mothers made a great vow, and you said that you will never remarry and teach your son. ”

……

After singing again, the two old men grinned and danced happily like children. The old horse poured the wine and raised the glass, stroked the fist and tasted the wine, a whole bottle of Xifeng wine was quickly drunk, the two were more relaxed and heroic, and chatted about the well-behaved children of each family in a drunken mood, and remembered the harvest on Majiatun, how did you and I do back then......

Words, how did the two old men sing the Qin dialect?

Little attention has been paid to the history, current situation and future of the Qin cavity, but which of the people who can infiltrate the Qin cavity into the bone marrow does not know how to sing a few stanzas? The magic of the Qin dialect is not only in the tenderness and narrow sense, not only in the story and history, but also in the precepts and righteousness, in which the elegance and concentration, strength and lessons, joy and humor are probably only understood by those who love the Qin dialect deeply, such as the old horse. "Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan are dusty, and 30 million old Shaanxi Qi roars in Qin's voice", this is true, but it can be chronological. Before the development of television and film art, Qin Yan occupied the highlands of Shaanxi Rao's eyes and ears to meet the audio-visual needs of the people. What red and white ceremonies, folk social fires, and invitations to the temple fairs all set up a stage to sing operas. As soon as the bang sounded, time suddenly stopped; With the sound of the stick, the worries dissipated.

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