The blind man suddenly had some fragments in his "eyes", and he was distracted by two uses, while playing the pipa proficiently, while looking at the continuous fragments, as if he was watching an old Hong Kong film of the old era.

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The dilapidated streets and alleys were old and damp, and the crowds of people who bought and sold the streets stepped on the sewage, and the men walking against the current knocked on the wooden door outside Mrs. Mei's house.

Madame Mei was dressed in a floral collarless skirt, her half-white hair was tied into a bun, and she always had a quiet faint smile on her face, even if the years had etched fine lines on her face, this smile did not change.

The smell of incense wafted from Mrs. Mei's house, and the whispering sound seemed to whisper in a man's ear, as well as a cry.

Lady Mei raised her eyes, and several fleeing silhouettes appeared in the clear blue smoke clouds hovering in the air, and then completely dissipated.

"The little ones in the family are not sensible, forgive me." Mrs. Mei looked at the man quietly and smiled apologetically.

The man's Adam's apple was sensational, when he was young, Mrs. Mei was like this, she would always apologize to people, saying that the children in the family were not sensible, but at that time Mrs. Mei was still very young and the most effective.

Mrs. Mei never makes much fanfare, there is no altar, and she does not dance any big gods.

When the family encountered an evil person, Mrs. Mei said Wu Nong's soft language, and the evil person left.

The child was bumped, and Mrs. Mei wiped her hand, and the high fever disappeared.

Later, Mrs. Mei's husband died of illness, and she didn't care much about others.

She said, "Isn't retribution coming?" ”

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Mrs. Mei was born in a water town, and it is also a scholarly family, talented and virtuous, with a quiet temperament, and later married and her husband Mr. Gui Qin Se was harmonious, the couple respected each other like guests, even if Mrs. Mei could not have children, Mr. Gui never complained.

It's just that sometimes Mr. Gui will ask if he wants to adopt a child.

Mrs. Mei always said, "If you have more children in the house, they will be scared if you add another one." ”

Mr. Gui always asks, "Why be afraid?" ”

Whenever this happens, Mrs. Mei will laugh: "I'm afraid that my mother's love will be snatched away." ”

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There were a lot of people gathered on the street, and the naughty children were holding sugar figures in their hands, watching the adults smear dansha, chalk, black charcoal, and green ducks on their faces, and the old people checked whether the stilts were in good condition.

Sharp objects such as axes, guillotines, scissors, chain knives, and awls were scattered in the wooden box, and the naughty child touched it and said with a smile, "Soft." ”

Mrs. Mei followed the man forward, and then stopped, looking at the child at play demurely, with a smile on her lips.

"Come back."

I don't know who I said to her, but when she finished speaking, Mrs. Mei left.

The children asked.

"Are you leaving?" "Okay, let's watch the social fire together, right?" "Oh, okay..."

The fire entertains the gods, the incense entertains the people, and the people who moved to the city also brought this important ceremony to Xiangjiangli.

The old man wearing makeup saw it, and hurriedly called the children over, and wiped the dansha on the children's foreheads.

"Dansha wards off evil spirits, Dansha wards off evil spirits." The old man muttered as he wiped it.

After all, children can see things that adults can't see, and if it's a bad one, it will be troubled.

Dansha can ward off evil spirits, and if you put it in the forehead, you won't be evil.

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Mrs. Mei likes flowers, so Mr. Gui always picks out the flowers in the yard in the early morning, and the petals are still stained with dew, and puts them at the head of Mrs. Mei's bed.

When Mrs. Mei wakes up, she will put the flowers into the vase, replace the flowers that have been gone, and bury the withered flowers in the earth.

Mr. Gui always said that he was the best at raising flowers in the family.

Mrs. Mei would laugh when she heard it: "This family is just the two of us." ”

Later, Mrs. Mei became the most proficient flower keeper in this family.

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Mrs. Mei looked at the moon at the gate of the manor, the flowers had few petals, and the color was dull and dull, and she shook her head secretly.

The man who went against the current and knocked on the door of Mrs. Mei's house was a servant in the courtyard of the mansion, his surname was not mentioned, his name was Fengliang, he was bought in the early years, and the master asked Fengliang why he was called Fengliang.

Feng Liang replied: "I hope the family harvest is good, the teacher wrote two words, saying that "Liang" and "grain" read the same, but Dad felt that "Liang" was easier to write than "grain", so it was called Fengliang. ”

However, after Feng Liang was born, he starved to death of his two sisters, and the newborn little sister was about to be sent to the baby tower, but he had an older brother who was still alive, but unfortunately he was a stupid one, and his stupid brother would shout "Zhao Di" and "Pan Di" every time he saw some shredded meat at the end of the year.

Those were the names of his two older sisters.

When the master heard this, he said, "Then you will be called Ah Liang in the future." ”

Ah Liang asked strangely: "Why is it not called Fengliang?" ”

The master sighed: "It's called abundant grain, didn't it save your girl?" ”

After that, Ah Liang was no longer called Feng Liang.

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The owner of the Ah Liang family is surnamed Chen, he has stayed abroad, but there is no foreign ink, in fact, he has no ink in his stomach, and after he came back, he inherited the family business, became a rich gentleman, four aunts and wives in a room, and his wife learned from foreigners and divorced him, he didn't mind much.

Master Chen led four flowery aunts out of the door, one of whom had a stomach up.

"Mrs. Mei, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome, you make the humble house shine." Master Chen smiled.

Mrs. Mei didn't answer, but just looked at the little girl hiding in the crowd, and the little girl also looked at her fixedly.

When Master Chen saw it, he beckoned the little girl over.

"Shengping, call Aunt Mei quickly." Master Chen took Sheng Ping's hand, taught Sheng Ping, and introduced Mrs. Mei by the way, "She is Ah Liang's daughter." ”

Mrs. Mei looked at Ah Liang and also at Shengping, leaned over and touched Shengping's soft hair, and then picked out the longevity lock hanging around Shengping's neck.

"Who hung this lock for her?" Mrs. Mei asked.

"It's an old lady, when the old lady begged for water to drink, she said that Shengping was young and weak, and it was easy to die, and she said that she could give a pair of longevity locks, so that Shengping could grow up peacefully."

When Mrs. Mei heard this, she caressed Shengping's forehead lovingly and tore off the longevity lock.

"I can't keep my life, I will only pay for my life, so let's worship my bedside mother-in-law at home, my mother-in-law is very kind."

The bedside mother-in-law is one of the protectors of children.

Mrs. Mei's eyes narrowed slightly, and the anger and murderous intent flashed, and she was hidden again, she held the longevity lock, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it away,

She raised her eyes to look at Master Chen.

"You asked Ah Liang to invite me, what happened?" Mrs. Mei asked Master Chen.

Old Man Chen's face was slightly dark, and he said in a low voice.

"Yes... Jiajia said she saw something unclean. ”

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When Ah Liang was young, he often followed the old man of the Chen family to Mrs. Mei's house to listen to Mr. Gui play the piano, Mr. Chen did not understand Western musical instruments, but it did not prevent him from being elegant, listening to Mr. Gui say that the piano is a foreign thing, sometimes the piano can always play a lot of music that he thinks is good.

Ah Liang asked Mr. Gui: "Mr. Gui, can this foreign thing compare to the musical instruments left by our ancestors?" ”

Mr. Gui replied: "Each instrument is equal, but the personality is different, the timbre is different, and it doesn't matter where the instrument is, it just needs to express the beauty of the music." ”

Ah Liang seems to understand: "Then Aunt Mei likes you, is it because of this foreign thing?" ”

Mr. Gui smiled but did not answer.

Mrs. Mei likes children, it is a thing that the neighbors know, and every time Ah Liang comes, Mrs. Mei will quietly stuff a few pieces of candy wrapped in colorful paper for him.

It's just that Ah Liang, who has grown up, doesn't dare to approach Mrs. Mei's house anymore.

After Mr. Gui passed away, Mrs. Mei seemed to be a little... It's changed.

If it weren't for Master Chen saying, "You are Mrs. Mei who grew up, it would be better to invite you than for me to invite." He didn't dare to go.

So he went.

After all, the master and servant are deeply affectionate.

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Mrs. Mei touched the piano in the living room of Mr. Chen's house, her fingers swept over the keys, but she never pressed it.

It's not that she doesn't know how to play, she just doesn't have that person around.

Jiajia turned out to be the top singer in the dance hall, and she took a fancy to Master Chen's money, so she became Master Chen's concubine, that is, the fourth aunt's wife.

Because she hoped for harmony in the family, she hoped that her wife and concubine could be like her sister, so the concubine was called Mrs. Aunt.

Mrs. Mei looked at the fourth aunt's bulging belly and gently stroked her hand on her clothes.

"The moth has a child, and the moth bears it."

Withdrawing her hand, Mrs. Mei said to Master Chen.

The fourth aunt's face changed.

Master Chen didn't understand what Mrs. Mei meant.

Mrs. Mei just smiled and glanced at the fourth aunt.

Don't speak.

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No one knows where Mrs. Mei's ability came from, Mr. Gui asked, and Mrs. Mei just smiled.

Mrs. Mei said: "When I was a child, I met a man, and he patted me on the head three times, and then I had this ability. ”

Mr. Gui thought Mrs. Mei was joking: "It's so powerful to shoot three times?" You didn't let him shoot a few more times? ”

Mrs. Mei thought about it seriously: "Yes, why didn't I think of it." ”

The couple looked at each other and laughed.

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Mrs. Mei saw a room full of people, but she didn't see anything unclean.

Master Chen said that the fourth aunt often goes to the Buddha hall to eat fast and recite Buddha on weekdays, how can she provoke unclean things?

Mrs. Mei said that the Buddha offered in the Buddha hall also has to be believed, and many people can be spiritual.

The fourth aunt was a little displeased and wanted to say something, but there was a whisper in her ears.

She knew that Mrs. Mei was capable, so she opened her mouth and stopped talking.

Mrs. Mei listened intently, but didn't seem to be listening to them.

After listening, Mrs. Mei smiled.

Mr. Chen hurriedly asked Mrs. Mei: "Mrs. Mei... Do you have a clue? ”

Mrs. Mei put her finger in front of her lips, and Master Chen couldn't help but be silent.

But Mrs. Mei said unhurriedly.

"It's time for dinner, right? Prepare five more pairs of chopsticks. ”

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Mrs. Mei cooks a lot of cooking and cooking, and there are five pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the table.

Although Mr. Gui did not understand at first, he also expressed tolerance.

Mrs. Mei said, "The five little red guys are all protecting me. ”

Mr. Gui couldn't help laughing: "That's a swear word, you can't say it." ”

Mrs. Mei put the vegetables into the five empty bowls and said with a smile: "But they are indeed all little red guys." ”

Because "red guy" also means "ghost" in Mrs. Mei's hometown.

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"Ah, I've got one less pair." Mrs. Mei looked at the dishes and chopsticks on the table and said, she looked at the fourth aunt who had eaten again, and shook her head, "Forget it, don't prepare, you can't prepare." ”

Master Chen asked Mrs. Mei, "Mrs. Mei, what do you mean by this?" ”

"What you want me to drive is in her belly."

The chopsticks in Master Chen's hand fell to the ground.

The fourth aunt didn't answer, she just ate by herself, she raised her head, the contents of her mouth hadn't been swallowed, her cheeks were puffed up, and she smiled at Mrs. Mei.

Like a child.

Master Chen trembled a little, and approached the fourth aunt with concern.

But the fourth aunt angrily pushed away Master Chen and continued to eat in the bowl.

Mrs. Mei only said pitiful, and said again at the end.

"I haven't eaten since I was born, and I've starved to death, no wonder I'm like a puppy that protects food, and a mother can be so ruthless, no, isn't retribution coming?"

The fourth aunt's face was blue and white, along with the rotation, and the face.

Sometimes it's a woman, sometimes it's a child.

The child's face is not the same.

"There's more than one, pitiful, ruthless."

Mrs. Mei shook her head and stuck her chopsticks upside down on the largest roast chicken.

She muttered.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, and get on your way."

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Qin Xiya came back to his senses, the picture disappeared, it is really a very fascinating "movie", although it is not very clear, but the gap of the "sense of brokenness" is full of reverie for the speculation of the 'plot'.

He is a blind man who also sees it with relish, but it is broken, broken in a place that is not up or down, not high or low.

It's like a "broken chapter" in a novel, which makes people hate itchy.

His teeth are itching, but he still has an aftertaste,

"Farewell My Concubine" on the stage also sang to the last fold until the curtain call.

The blind man was holding the pipa, the members of the music team around him were grinning, and the two "people" who were discussing in the background were gone.

The curtain of the opera ended, the crazy fans threw bouquets of flowers, and the girls shouted.

"Boss Chen! Boss Chen! Let's fold it again! "Boss Duan, we love you!"

One of the two characters plays Yu Ji, and the other plays the overlord, and the fake overlord and fake Yu Ji return the salute one by one.

The orchestra has stepped down from the stage.

Not many people will notice the conspicuous but unobtrusive orchestra, and even if they do, they will only see the blind man playing the pipa with his eyes closed, for no other reason than blindness.

A dumb girl held a flower and wanted to give it away, but she was too shy to do so.

The blind man noticed the hesitant girl, but he didn't pay much attention to it, after all, she just didn't speak... Oh, and she doesn't speak either.

Qin Xiya got off the stage, wrapped the pipa, put it behind his back, and walked towards the outside of the theater.

An elderly woman in a floral collarless skirt waited, her half-white hair tied into a bun, about sixty or seventy years old, and her face with age spots, but it made people think that she was only in her forties.

"Oh, it's time to go home." The woman said kindly.

"I know, Aunt Mei." Qin Xiya blurted out unconsciously, "Eat at night?" (What to eat at night)"

He is the 'audience' and the 'character', so he has a translator, so it is Mandarin, but now Cantonese clearly knows its meaning.

"Eat? Drink bone broth first (what to eat?) Let's drink bone broth first). Mrs. Mei chuckled, then looked behind the blind man, and teased, "It's a pretty girl." ”

The blind man turned his head.

The dumb girl held the flowers, and seemed to have made up her mind to chase them out.

gave the bouquet to the blind man, dragged it over Qin Xiya's hand, and wrote it stroke by stroke, a little jerky, as if he had learned to write by rote.

"You play the lute very well, I like it very much."

The blind man was stunned,

immediately

Choked up with tears.

Aunt Mei shook her head, helpless and sad, and whispered Wu Nong's soft words: "The cause of the previous life, alas. ”

The mute girl was at a loss, wiping her tears for the blind man in vain, anxiously trying to tell the blind man not to cry, but she couldn't speak.

When the bell left, the blind man did not cry, probably because he knew that the bell was still there, and because he was convinced that he could see her again, he had many reasons to convince himself not to be sad.

However, the bell is indeed dead, enduring the pain of death, and also enduring loneliness, in the time of waiting... How long will she have to wait?

All kinds of things in the past came to his heart, and he realized it after tears, and at this moment, he howled out the sadness that he didn't cry at that time.

"Let him cry, it will be better to cry." Aunt Mei smiled slightly, and looked at the blind man distressedly.