Turning around, looking back lightly, throwing a long sleeve, only to hear the sound of "oops", but the sleeve hit a young man walking towards him.

Xiao Wan still didn't realize it, her eyes were slightly sent, her hands folded her waist and her lower body to make a blessing, still pinching her throat, Yingying Yanyan said authentically: "The sound of the piano on the bow of the boat, dare it be Wang Sheng?" ”?

The young man was also clever, and immediately hit the snake with the stick, and replied: "Xiaosheng is not surnamed Wang, but surnamed Zhang, whose name is also, who is also the one who cares, and who is also the reporter of the newspaper." ”?

Zhang Zhiye? Newspaper reporter? Xiao Wan was stunned, how did it not match the rhetoric? ?

"How do you know so well?" Xiao Wan couldn't help but interrupt.?

Grandma let out a long sigh: "How could I not know? The heads and faces of those clothes were all sorted out and sealed by me. ”?

Xiao Wan and her father looked at each other, and they were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a while, although grandma was originally an old man in the troupe, but she has been working in the logistics department, and she has nothing to do with Mei Ying's suitcase.

But then, Grandma's words surprised them even more——?

"It's not just "A Chinese Girl's Soul", all of Mei Ying's suitcases were sorted out by me, I think back then, I was her personal wrapper and served her for seven years."?

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Xiao Wan almost fainted, and only after a while did she scream: "Baoyi? Have you coated Ruo Meiying? ”?

"yes. I followed Miss Ruo when I was nine years old, both as a coat and a girl, and I followed her for seven years until she got married and quit the theater. ”?

"And then?"?

"Later, it was liberated, the theater was taken over, and I became a member of the government, working as a logistics officer in the theater troupe until I retired."?

Xiao Wan muttered: "You never told me ......"?

Shui Rong sighed: "I don't even know." ”?

"You haven't asked. I thought no one would remember Ruo Meiying anymore. Grandma said with some grievances: "No one has ever told me that there is Miss Ruo's suitcase in the group." I thought it was all burned down in the 'Cultural Revolution'. I haven't seen those suitcases for more than 50 years, from 48 years to now. I have worked in the troupe for half my life, but I didn't expect that I would always be close to those suitcases......"?

"Didn't you contact Mei Ying again?"?

"Nope. After she got married, she followed the officer to Guangdong, and she was never heard from. It wasn't until the 'Taimiao Case' came out in 66 that I heard that Miss Ruo later returned to Beijing, but I don't know why, she didn't come to me......"?

"Grandma, do you know how Ruo Meiying died?"

Mom was dissatisfied: "Xiaowan, eat, don't talk about these dead and alive at the dinner table, it's not taboo." ”?

Grandma was also suddenly surprised, and echoed: "That is, today is the fourteenth day of the lunar calendar, so it's better to talk less about these old things." It's also strange, it rarely rains on July 14, and it's cloudy early this morning, which makes me feel empty and uncomfortable all day. ”?

This is the second time Xiao Wan has heard the same thing today.?

She did think something was going on. There was a secret that had been buried deep for a long time, as if in a hurry to break through the ground, and she had seen the sprout of the secret, but she could not see the root of the secret. If the secret was a flower, what kind of fruit would it produce?

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At night, Xiao Wan had a dream, dreaming that she was walking in brocade clothes at night, walking in the cemetery wearing Mei Ying's soul clothes, the wind sounded lonely in the woods, and from time to time there were one or two bird cries, but there was no trace of flying, perhaps, it was just the soul of a bird.

People die and become ghosts, and birds die and become what??

The grass in the tomb was green, and Xiao Wan walked lonely among the grass, and saw that the roses that had died of rust were blooming all around.

3. Nightmare in the garden?

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The antique gramophone picked up from the Liuli Factory was singing a drama inarticulately, and Du Liniang had a frightening dream in the garden.

said it was an antique, but in fact, he was in his sixties at most, and his age was not as old as Xiao Wan's grandmother. I don't know how many old objects of the same age as the gramophone are in Xiao Wan's house, old photo albums, villain books, chairman's portrait chapters, and camphor wood boxes, but they don't have the same age and different lives. The gramophone is an antique, but the small maza is a waste, and the missing spout pot enamel jar pickle jar is even worse, it can only be regarded as garbage.?

"It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over the place, like this, and they are all paid to the broken wells. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the joy of the courtyard is the house! Flying in the morning and twilight, clouds and clouds, rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats - Jinping people can see this Shaoguang cheap ......"?

The golden needle is turning in circles, the same tune, sung for more than half a century, the beautiful scenery of the good day has long become a broken well, but at the broken well and the wall, how many new beautiful scenery and good days are performed? ?

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On weekends, I don't have to go to work, so Xiao Wan sleeps until three strokes a day.

When I woke up, I heard "Garden" singing next door, and I knew that my dad had stayed up all night again.

This is my father's work habit of water-soluble, and he always has to use the gramophone to play old records before writing a screenplay, saying that it is to create an atmosphere and find inspiration.

Cigar smoke, black coffee, and old records are all three major props for water-soluble writing, all of which are indispensable. Therefore, Xiao Wan often jokes that Dad's scripts are not written with a pen, but cigars and coffee poured on the gramophone and ground by themselves.

But don't say it, although this method is a bit of a show, it does work. Whenever my father tightened the curtains and twisted the lamp in broad daylight, putting on old records and writing hard, Xiao Wan felt that she had entered a time tunnel, and her mind was a little unclear. She absolutely believed that Sandao had a hypnotic effect, but she just couldn't figure out how her father could stay awake and write a script in such a situation. It's her instead, and before I finished listening to the song, I already went to Zhou Gong to play.?

Xiao Wan stretched out and was about to get up, and as soon as she turned over, her hair was hooked by the wind chimes hanging on the top of the tent, and she immediately wailed.

Wind chimes are copper, in the past, people tied under the eaves to ward off evil spirits, after a long time of wind and rain, covered with green patina, picked up by the father as a treasure, hung on the daughter's mosquito net as an ornament. Xiao Wan said that it was okay to hang it here, and wiped the rust clean. But Dad didn't let it, saying that it would have charm, antiquity, and aura. As a result, Lingde hooked his hair every day.

My mother rushed in like a firetruck, shouting, "Oh, what's wrong?" Hooked in the hair again? How many times have I said it, be careful when you get up, forget it every time, and eat a hundred beans without knowing the smell of beans. Your dad too, pick up a broken copper and iron as a baby, and it's not safe anywhere at home, it's just dangerous. ”?

Xiao Wan tilted her head, felt that the strands of hair were straightened under her mother's fingers, scratched very comfortably, and asked with a hum, "My dad didn't sleep last night?" ”?

"No, they have all become Chen Bailu in "Sunrise"." Mom raised her head and sighed and read the lines in the TV series, "It's dawn, we're going to sleep." ”?

made Xiao Wan laugh, fell on the bed and clapped her hands and kicked her legs.

There are few housewives who are as tolerant as their mothers, neither preventing their husbands from driving at night nor interfering with their daughters' sleep. In addition to nagging and cleanliness, it is really perfect for loving-kindness.

Every time Xiao Wan sees her father, she always thinks that the wife he should marry should be such a woman: wearing a silk nightgown and lying on Dr. Jin Jin's fabric sofa, lazily smoking and drinking red wine, while listening to Xu Xiaofeng or Wang Mingquan sing "Nanping Evening Bell" and "Jinghua Spring Dream"; But when I saw my mother, I felt that the man she should marry was also like my father.

It seems that there are many kinds of women's styles, but there is only one kind of man who can be married.

Mom also laughed, and suddenly screamed in surprise: "Hey, why is there blood on this bell?" ”?

"Blood?" Xiao Wan leaned over in surprise and saw that the dark green copper bell was indeed printed with spots of black and red blood, which was eerie and shocking, and it was still wrapped around one of her own long hairs.

Mom became nervous: "Wan'er, did you break it somewhere?" Are you hurt? Let Mom take a look. ”?

"Nope." Xiao Wan stretched out her arm and kicked her legs, "I haven't broken anywhere in my body." Mom, if you look carefully, the blood on it is dry, maybe it's already on the bell, and I don't usually pay attention to it. ”?

"Why don't you say that your dad is messing around, making such an unlucky thing hang in your room, it's scary. I've got to take it off today. ”?

"Okay, I'll give it to my father."?

The puppy Dongdong has been waiting outside the door for a long time, and when he saw the little master get up, he immediately wagged his tail to meet him, and he didn't wait to get closer, but as if he had been burned by someone, he turned around and ran.

Xiao Wan wondered: "Dongdong, come here!" Come here! ”?

Unexpectedly, the more he screamed, the farther Dongdong ran, and Wang Wang screamed, as if he had been beaten violently.

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Shui Rong's writing had just come to an end, and when he heard the voice of his baby daughter, he opened the door and greeted: "Xiaowan, come in and see how I write this paragraph?" The advice you gave me last night was so good, adding the artistic conception of "A Dream in the Garden" to "A Chinese Girl's Soul", sleepwalking echoes with soul travel, aggravating the psychedelic color, it really feels very good, I wrote it very easily. ”?

"My advice to you?" Xiao Wan was stunned, "When did I give you advice?" ”?

"Last night. You came over in the middle of the night to send me a record, let me listen to this "Garden Nightmare" to find a feeling, it's really good, very tasteful. ”?

Xiao Wan put down the bell, took out the record from under the pointer and looked at it, and saw the words Ruo Meiying printed on the cover, and was even more stunned: "Where did this record come from?" ”?

"What's wrong with you, Xiao Wan?" Shui Rong looked at her daughter in surprise, "You gave it to me, saying that it was turned over from your grandmother's pile of antiques." ”?

"Grandma?" Xiao Wan was stunned and held the record, feeling a cold air rushing from the top of the heel. Last night, I went to bed very early, and I listened to a pop song before going to bed, when did I go to my father's room? And how could he be given such an old record? I never knew that my grandmother had a picture of Ruo Meiying's "Garden Dream". Could it be that you are sleepwalking??

Shui Rong saw that her daughter's face turned pale in an instant, and stood up uneasily: "Xiao Wan, are you uncomfortable?" ”?

However, as soon as Xiao Wan turned her head, she had already turned around and left, and hurriedly dropped a sentence: "I'll ask grandma to go." ”?

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Pressing her hand on the handle of her grandmother's door, Xiao Wan's heart felt a deep chill, since she opened Mei Ying's suitcase and put on the overlapping soul clothes, she seemed to have an inextricable relationship with Mei Ying, and it seemed that she was walking towards a trap step by step. She said to herself, stop, stop all this, say nothing, ask nothing, as if nothing had happened. There are no costumes, no records, no blood on the bells, and no "Nightmare in the Garden", don't ask anything, nothing will ......?

But, how can you bear it??

The door opened, and Grandma was pouring incense on Grandpa's spiritual throne, and the room was filled with misty sandalwood smoke, and there was a fishy sweet aroma, like a mat full of freshly cut fish. Hearing the door knocking, grandma slowly turned around: "Xiao Wan, I'm sleeping lazy again." ”?

Xiao Wan is in a trance, she rarely goes into her grandmother's room, because she hates the fishy smell of agarwood. Especially in broad daylight, this cigarette is particularly lingering, like a ghost. She sat down sullenly in her chair, not knowing where to speak. But Grandma didn't seem to know the prophet: "Do you want to ask me about Ruo Meiying?" ”?

"Yes, how do you know?" Xiao Wan raised her head, "Grandma, tell me, what kind of person is Mei Ying?" ”?

"Beauty." Grandma was amazed, with a look of admiration and nostalgia, "I have never seen a second woman more beautiful than her." That gesture and demeanor are really beautiful. Every expression and every action is beautiful, the voice of the voice is good, the eyebrows are crooked when you laugh, where are the half-hangers who call themselves beauties now, and they go on stage for beauty pageants with eyebrow pencil and lipstick twice, phew, it is not worth lifting shoes for Miss Ruo! ”?

Xiao Wan couldn't help laughing no matter how boring she was, and her grandmother's tone of commenting on the beauty was like a weak old man, which was quite a bit of a lust. From this, she knows a truth, it turns out that a real beauty can not only charm men, but also women.

"How popular was Mei Ying then?"?

"How popular is Mei Ying? At that time, there was a saying, called 'Wu listens to the sky, Wen listens to Mei'. "Once grandma opens the chatterbox, she can't close it anymore, and the past flows out, as if it happened yesterday and the memory is as intimate, "This 'day' refers to the cover called the sky, and 'Mei' refers to Ruo Meiying." One meaning is that when you watch martial arts, you have to watch Gai Zhaotian, and when you watch literary dramas, you have to watch Ruo Meiying; Another meaning refers to the audience, which means that those vulgar martial artists like to watch the drama of Gai Yutian, but most of the Sven people like Ruo Meiying. The students of Peking University and Tsinghua University are enough for Sven, right? Ruo Meiying's fans don't know how many! There is a story that once Ruo Meiying performed "Dream in the Garden" for the first time on Sunday, but that day the university invited a famous professor to give a lecture, and the students were anxious, should they listen to the professor or listen to Ruo Meiying? And guess what? ”?

"Nightmare in the Garden"? Xiao Wan was shocked and guessed casually: "Then you still need to ask?" must have come to listen to Ruo Meiying and left the professor aside. ”?

Grandma shook her head with a smile: "After all, college students, how can anyone be so ignorant?" ”?

"That'...... Or did you listen to the professor's lecture and didn't come to the play? ”?

Grandma still shook her head: "If that's the case, how can we see that Miss Ruo is red?" ”?

Xiao Wan didn't understand: "Could it be that half of the people listen to the lecture and half of the people listen to the play?" ”?