On the small stage, the beautiful love that the young lady met with the scholar was still playing, and she sat behind the curtain babbling and singing, switching tones freely, ignoring men and women, young, old, and children, all imitated vividly.

If it weren't for the fact that she was the only one behind the curtain, it would only make people wonder if they had invited a bunch of actors to dub the puppet in the back.

She stretched out her hand to pluck the strings of the Yueqin with a pick, and a piece of music came out, and the scene on the stage was changed, and the curtain was removed and the background of a new painting was changed, a rich deep courtyard, and a few pavilions.

The audience watched intently, and the passers-by were attracted to join them without attracting much attention.

A thin man in white also stood behind the crowd and followed to see together, the corner of the white dress was covered with a thin edge with silk thread, and the hem of the clothes was embroidered with dark flowers.

It's tantamount to a very prominent posture, which seems a little out of place with such a crowd of pawns, peddlers, and children in the market.

However, the people gathered together were lively and lively, and they were all familiar with each other, and one person saw that he was standing strangely tired, and generously handed him a small wooden stool, and he happily took it and thanked the man and sat down to watch it together, not at all restrained.

Watching the puppet show earnestly and intently.

This play tells the story of a rich lady and a scholar's love-hate parting, they meet in the peach garden in the city, and then meet to visit the garden together, and they have a love and promise each other for life. As a result, the rich lady's father felt that the scholar was not worthy of his daughter, and the door was not right, so he obstructed the two of them from having any further contact, both of them were sad and wanted to break their hearts, and a pair of loving mandarin ducks were broken up like this. The infatuated young lady washed her face with tears every day, missing her lover, and finally fell ill, depressed, and the bad news of her death spread to the scholar, who only felt that her liver and intestines were broken, and she came to the peach garden where the two of them met.

When the peach blossoms were in full bloom when they first met, they loved a couple of people at this time; after the death, the peach blossoms in the peach garden had already withered away desolately, and the things were not for everyone, and only the heartbroken scholar was left alone.

With tears in his eyes, he sang:

"Slow for me,

Retention of money,

Listen, listen, it's better to return to the spring curtain day.

Shall I go again to this pavilion,

Shall I go back to this garden and earn a long sleep and a short sleep?

I know how to be emotional,

How do you cry?"

The bleak string music tossed endlessly, and after the last sentence of the drama was sung, people were still immersed in it for a long time and could not come back to their senses. Aunt Ji on the side leaned against the pillar of the tea shed with a teapot in her hand, immersed

In this new play, I forgot to add tea and water to the guests, and I didn't realize that I was crying.

She wiped her sweat, poked her head out from behind the curtain to peek at the silent audience, and smiled contentedly, her eyes shining brightly, and her whole person seemed to glow.

At this glance, she found a very familiar figure in the crowd.

He could be seen at a glance in the crowd.

The eyebrows and eyes are gentle, the fluffy short hair is like ink, the complexion is more and more snow-white, and he has changed into a white dress, handsome and elegant, and a person who is very out of place with his surroundings, but at this time he obediently sits on a small wooden bench with his knees crossed, watching the play seriously, and is immersed in the story like others, without realizing that the play is over.

It's the boy I just met on the mountain road.

It turns out that he also likes puppet shows?

She quietly retracted her head again.

"Boss, do you want any more money for tea!"

It wasn't until there was a shout from the crowd that everyone was awakened, and Aunt Ji quickly wiped her face and ran to collect the money, and replied loudly: "Yes! Of course I want to! Don't you want me to drink the northwest wind!"

Only then did the crowd who came to their senses applaud vigorously and applauded the play.

After the play was over, Wu Ya manipulated a small puppet to make a gesture to the audience obediently, expressing gratitude to the audience, and people were amused to laugh, and the unfinished crowd began to slowly disperse.

The children laughed and ran over to surround her and chattered non-stop, shouting what story they wanted to see next time, hoping that she could show them, she responded with a smile, Aunt Ji ran over to drive the noisy children away, her loud voice roared, the children quickly laughed and ran away, Aunt Ji dismantled the stage and took it back.

The man who lent him the bench tapped him on the shoulder and asked for the stool back, and he smiled and thanked him again, but did not leave with the crowd.

The people are gone, and he is still standing there.

It's like waiting for someone.

She carefully put the puppet puppets one by one in a specific wooden box, and Aunt Ji wiped her hands on the rag and talked to her with a smile: "Wu Ya, what is the name of this new play today? Oh, it's so touching! Look at Aunt Ji's age, I can't help but shed tears!"

She put away the last puppet neatly and put it neatly into the bamboo basket, carried the bamboo basket on her back again, and replied with a smile when she heard Aunt Ji's question: "Hmm, it's called "Peach Blossom Yuan", the fate of fate." ”

"Okay! That's good! I really want to come on the 15th of next month!"

She smiled and nodded.

"Are you going back? Then you should go slower on the mountain road!"

"Okay, I know Aunt Ji. ”

After saying goodbye to Aunt Ji, she turned around with the bamboo basket on her back and saw that he was still standing alone and stupid.

She glanced at him, and he was looking at her seriously.

She has

Some of them stood in place, bewildered.

The confident look on Fang Cai's face was gone, and there was some timidity in his eyes.

He looked at her for a moment and walked towards her, like a beam of white moonlight.

He was tall, and she was only as tall as his neck, and this angle seemed to make her more and more timid, and there was some obvious fear.

He bent down slightly, trying not to make their distance feel oppressive, looked at her, his eyes were still so wet, and asked with a smile: "Is this scene called "Peach Blossom Yuan"?"

She nodded and hummed lowly.

Inexplicably a little nervous.

When he was walking on the road, he noticed that he talked extraordinary, either rich or expensive, and that kind of temperament would definitely not be pretended. She was just an ordinary puppeteer, like Fang Cai, he didn't fit in with the crowd, he could see it at a glance, and she was one of the crowd.

Therefore, she did not take the initiative to mention that she was a puppeteer, noticed his curious eyes looking at the bamboo basket on her back, and did not lead the topic in this direction, more hoping that he would not notice that he was a puppeteer.

She was very afraid that he would think that this profession was low, and the young lady in her drama was all imagined by her, and she was not worthy of being called a young lady.

He looked at her earnestly, without a very exaggerated tone, which was convincing.

"It's really beautiful, I was fascinated by it just now. I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, I almost burst into tears. ”

Hearing this, her eyes widened, and her heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's clear that such an evaluation is very ordinary, and she can hear such praise every time she comes to perform, but for the first time, she feels shy.

An unnatural flush crept up her cheeks, and she thanked her in a panic, "Thank you." ”

"I want to thank you for seeing such a touching story. ”

She didn't know what to go back, so she kept her head down and didn't speak.

He smiled and scratched the back of his head, and didn't mind that she was silent again, on the mountain road that he had just walked with, she was like this, she didn't talk much, and she only answered when he asked.

There is a stuffy gourd, but it is very special, like the smoke and rain of that mountain.

"That'...... Are you going back?"

She nodded.

"Will we be able to see a new puppet show on the fifteenth day of next month?"

"Hmm. She replied sullenly again, but this time she quickly added, "I'm already writing a play book." ”

"I'm looking forward to the new story. I went out in a hurry, thinking that I wouldn't meet you so coincidentally, your umbrella was left at home, and I will return it to you next time?"

Give it back to her next time?

Wouldn't that be the next time he'd come to see her puppet show?

Although she felt a little shy, she nodded.

"Good. ”