Not to mention that Fei didn't understand the "response" of Chungui, most of the people present just listened to the excitement and thought it was interesting, including Mrs. Shen, she didn't even hold back the surprise in her heart, and asked directly: "I don't understand these twists and turns, Brother Ting's daughter-in-law just said that sketch, I only feel that the scene described is lively, and all living beings are really interesting, and I don't know more, Brother Ting's daughter-in-law quickly explain it to me." ”

Spring Return: ......

Let her explain this kind of hurtful words that turn around the corner and let her explain?

Fortunately, Mrs. Xue was really pleased by a meal carefully prepared by Chungui, and once again helped her round the field: "The sketch mentioned above is that several people enjoy the moon in West Lake, but they are not for the purpose of admiring the moon. Therefore, Ah Gu and I called the author Kuangda, but taught me to introspect and whether to be vassalage and elegant, and pretend to be a gesture to praise others for elegance. ”

Introspection is not actually "I", but the Fei "you wait", keep boasting of elegance, sarcastic and vulgar, and don't want to think about yourself like that "I look at the moon and hope that others look at the moon and look at the moon people", obviously a vain person, but don't defile the four words of Coats Yake.

Seeing that Fei's face was already very ugly, Mrs. Xue still admonished: "Fei Niangzi's words are not bad, and it is indeed difficult to enter the hall of elegance in drama and singing, but I am waiting for now, why is it in the hall of elegance?" Drinking sweet fruit wine, listening to the song and singing the clear tone, this is vulgar fun, it is the pastime when the party drinks and has fun, as for the eternal sound later, but it may not be about elegance, or it may be vulgar and elegant, no matter what, let us all look forward to it, the guest is as the host, Fei Niangzi is still a little restless. ”

At this point, she didn't talk to Fei's again, Mrs. Xue first asked Chun Gui to ask for the drama to see, and when she was watching, there was a young woman who came to the Flower Pavilion and said that it was a drama singing, but in fact, the woman did not dress up, but just sang a few pieces of drama in Kun dialect.

Mrs. Xue only listened to the melodious singing of the servant, and her hands, eyes and body movements were also very specialized, so she bowed her head slightly.

In fact, although Mrs. Xue is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as leisurely and elegant things such as flowers and trees, she never rejects the opera that is appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar, but prefers the Kunqu opera with soft singing and elegant opera. Even Fei's didn't really sneer at opera singing, and even her grandfather loved to listen to Kunqu Opera, but when Mrs. Shen listened to opera, it was vulgar in Fei's opinion, especially when she invited people to sing at Yaji, can't this be called vulgar?

But even if she wants to make trouble, she has to take care of Mrs. Xue's attitude, in the final analysis, no matter whether Fei is convinced or not, in Fenyang, in the circle of women, Mrs. Xue has always been respected, and if she wants to be regarded as "unfriendly" and will no longer be invited, Fei will no longer have to think in vain that she will win the approval of the rest of the celebrities.

Mrs. Xue listened to this opera with relish at this time, how dare Fei dare to stop?

can only have a black face.

The first song sung by the servant is the tone of a boudoir woman, who was ordered by her parents to get married, but because she had never seen the face of her future husband, she was both apprehensive and happy, as the drama wrote, "True joy has been determined for life, and I speculated about Lang Jun's character." While shining the smiling face of the powder into the bronze mirror, on the other hand, he was worried and worried. Leaning against the west window, he sighed for a long time and paid the east courtyard. At this time, in the shadow of the slanting sun, the green branches stood with red flies. ”

A boudoir girl, half happy and half worried, laughing and sad, with thousands of worries, leaning on the window in the evening and sighing quietly.

And then the next one, it is also a brisk tune, singing that the woman finally got married in the cabinet, and seeing that her husband was considerate, she finally put "how many worries, and the dragon and phoenix joy candle are thrown away".

The life after marriage is really full of fun, not the elegance of harmony and respect, but the truth of the fireworks in the world of male farmers and weavers, and the intimacy of "putting the red dates and longan, and the mouth in the tent in front of the bed".

In turn, life gradually became trivial and troublesome, not because of suspicion with her husband, but because of the mother-in-law's troubles because of the presence of children, and the number of troubles and family affairs increased, but the woman was also willing, she understood that "it is the sorrow and happiness in the world, why be too greedy", so she "even though she is tired and tired, she still uses the pine oil lamp to thread the needlework and thread", and only hopes to be able to "stay with her husband with gray hair and win a long time".

Even if it is the life of the cloth market, there may be a difference suddenly, just like one day, the husband is about to travel far away, but the wife can only stay at home to take care of the mother-in-law and children, so "the happy years are quiet, and the sigh and sorrow are coming." How can you not worry about the storm? Regret is too little", when the night comes and turns, I listen to the sound of rain on the tile, more worrying, ten thousand kinds of lovesickness. "Like this, sighing and sighing, more and less dreams to say to whom, the window is still sitting white."

And until I looked through the autumn water, and finally looked forward to the pedestrians returning far away, the joy was "heard and hurried, even the flowers in my hands were won, and I forgot on the dressing table", and I waited to see my husband's face, but I was shy and anxious, so "I only turned my back to the children, and I began to feel that the sideburns were scattered because of the hurry, and I was so enthusiastic and panicked."

After parting reunions, often more cherished, a family of five, three generations of the same house ordinary but happy life with the passage of time, and return to the quiet appearance of the years, I thought that such a peaceful and happy custom, this life can also be happy, and who expected the turmoil to be flat, horizontal and reverse!

"This thought is a blood relative, and the situation is a neighbor of the courtyard house, even if there is a dispute between bumps and bumps, how can it be worth being ruthless!"

In the middle of an ordinary day and night, I heard the squirming in the yard, and saw my husband get up and go out to inspect it, how could I expect that this time it would be a person separated from the netherworld?!

At this point, the woman's singing voice suddenly turned poignant, and she complained in tears that the ruthless thief uncle dared to "hold a firewood knife, take people's lives, harm your siblings and blood relatives, and ruin the peace of my house" for the trivial things in the family.

But the tragedy and grief are not only here, the woman was trapped in prison by the murderer, seeing that the murderer of her husband and enemy was at large, and her heart was tied to a pair of children who had no support from now on, so "who do you complain to with sorrow?" How can you be at peace when you are tired". When one night, she suddenly heard the wind howling and rain outside the iron prison window, which reminded her of the exact number of years ago, tossing and turning and thinking about her husband who was traveling far away, and unconsciously wet the mandarin duck pillow with tears, how sad and sorrowful, but compared to now, the sorrow of the year is really a disease-free moan, the soul under the yellow spring is far away, Ren is the widow is called for thousands of times, day and night lovesickness, and there will never be a day to return.

Unconsciously, the poignant singing voice turned to a low cut, it was in the copper wall and iron grille, the dim-witted woman muttered about the year, how much husband and wife love the joy of the boudoir, children around the knee playing, she was doing female red needle chisel by the window, in the courtyard outside the window, the husband was picking up firewood, busy with work, taking advantage of the sweat and waist to rest a little, turned his head to look, they have never sworn to the mountain, but how much true feelings and intentions, are also between this Gu and a smile, so it is also another, heart to heart like wings.

The lower the singing, the more sympathetic it is, and suddenly out of nowhere, there is a burst of Xun sound, mournful and complaining, deep and endless, into the bottom of people's hearts, almost crying when in a trance. When the sound became more and more sad, everyone suddenly realized that they didn't know when, the sun outside the flower pavilion had already changed a scene, and the original wind was more intense, blowing the green leaves and white flowers like fog and rain.

The clouds were also arrayed in the sky, and when they felt a chill, everyone saw that it was indeed rain and mist.

The pond is not quiet, and the ripples are everywhere; Uwa was not quiet either, there was the sound of rain.

But the wind gradually stopped, and the white flowers on the branches seemed to stand firm, looking like weeping on a jade face.

The singing of Xun disappeared, and everyone in the flower pavilion was speechless for a long time.

Or Mrs. Xue was the first to wake up, she raised her glass, and respecting the master was also like respecting this sudden wind and rain: "The sound of eternity refers to both this music and the sound of wind and rain and nature, but is it transmitted to eternity?" Madame and Ah Gu are so ingenious. ”

Mrs. Shen is an undoubted temperament, not only entrusted everything today, but never asked what the arrangements were for the return of spring, and she couldn't tell what the sound of Xun was wonderful, only noticed that the song was almost heartbroken, followed by the wind and rain, the more the sadness of the sound of Xun invaded the bottom of her heart, she had already heard what happened to Jiang, but she had never felt the same as at this time, until this time, the corners of her eyes were still sour and uncomfortable.

Hurriedly took a sip of wine to calm down: "I can't deserve the praise of my wife, it's all arranged by Brother Ting's daughter-in-law." ”

I heard that the Ding family also asked: "Could it be that this sudden wind and rain is also arranged by Gu Niangzi?" ”

A female family member laughed out loud and joked with Ding: "No matter how Gu Niangzi is, she can't call the wind and rain, Ah Ding is also a mother, how can she still be like the temperament of the boudoir, you are afraid that you don't know her, she used to be in the boudoir for the god of flowers, and she loves to read the gods and monsters essays, to have the freedom of a man, maybe now she has gone to find Xianshan Island." ”

Ding Shi still stared at Chun Gui with blazing eyes: "But if it weren't for this wind and rain, I heard that Xun Le didn't have such an artistic conception, Gu Niangzi must have made arrangements?" ”

Mrs. Xue thought about it carefully, and she was also very curious, so there was one more person staring at the spring return.

Spring return can't, so I have to admit: "Of course, the concubine can't call the wind and rain, but when she was a child, she lived in the countryside, and learned some common sense of observing clouds and measuring rain with her father. ”

The women were amazed, but they were not complacent when they returned in spring, and they knew that in the countryside, there were actually many farmers who knew how to observe the clouds and measure the rain, and her father was also a farmer who consulted her, and combined with works such as the Astronomical Star Classic, she came up with a set of experience in predicting the weather and rain, but it was just convenient for the crops, but it could not predict the rise and fall of the good and the bad.