Mountains and rivers can drink together

Chapter 11

"This is Mr. Liu?"

Liu Su turned her head lightly, and saw an old man who was about sixty years old. The old man's parents were kind-hearted, his back was slightly bent, and the doubts in the corners of his eyes had not had time to settle. Liu Su lightly squeezed his fingers and shouted: "Feng uncle!"

Uncle Feng was obviously a little excited: "Ah, it's good to be back, it's good to be back."

"Uncle Feng, what's going on?"

"Hey, it's a long story. Let's go into the house and cook mung bean soup on the stove to relieve the heat. I'll bring you a bowl. It's a hot day, it's too hot."

Liu Su lightly wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Feng."

Probably until this time, he belatedly felt a kind of intimacy of returning home. After wandering for a long time, no free soul can comfort a person's loneliness, and the old people will always welcome home in their most generous and loving way. Township wanderer.

The painted windows, the white cranes embroidered on the bed curtains, the bowl lotus he planted himself, and even the wooden comb for combing his hair, everything was left intact, almost exactly the same as when he left, as if He didn't wander outside for a few years, but just went out to drink tea with an old friend. Liu Su touched his nose lightly, as if he was a little moved.

After eating a bowl of mung bean soup, the heat from the whole body was driven away. Liu Su asked lightly, "So, you have been guarding here?"

Seeing the clean porcelain bowl, Uncle Feng happily replied: "No, after you left without saying a word, the aura of this opera garden seemed to be exhausted in an instant, and the few little masters left behind were about to die. I couldn’t eat enough, so I had no choice but to sell this place. Our master was afraid that you would not be able to find a home when you came back, so we sold the whole place, including the outfits of the masters, and ordered me to buy it here. Look, clean and clean the yard, oh yes, I put all my clothes in the back room, do you want to go and have a look?"

Liu Suqing: "I'm not busy anymore, let's put it on for now." The play is over, so why keep those things.

Uncle Feng tidied up the bowls and chopsticks neatly, and raised his head and said, "I haven't heard your play for several years. It's really weird. Not to mention, I really can't find your voice in the whole city of Beiping. You sit down first." Come on, I'm going to tidy up, the quilts are all put away, I'll take them out to dry, and you can live in it first."

Liu Su waved his hand lightly: "No trouble, Uncle Feng, I just came to see it, I can't stop."

"I can't stay, that's fine. I'll tidy up the room first. You can move back anytime you want. I..."

"Has he ever been here?" Liu Su lightly interrupted Uncle Feng, he picked up a pen with a face, the bronze mirror was inlaid on the carved wooden frame, reflecting his clean eyebrows, Uncle Feng sighed behind him.

"Not often."

Liu Su lightly put down the pen in her hand and said "Oh".

How could it be possible not to come, checking day by day, how many times he sat alone in the yard with the wine jug watching the moon, thinking why his sweetheart is so cruel, thinking how difficult life is for a person, thinking How does the wife at home deal with it... Uncle Feng sighed again, and didn't respond again, and went outside the door and whispered: "But every girl..."

Liu Su lightly sneered in his heart, as long as he is a woman... On the night of Han Zheng's wedding, he hid in the house and copied the Prajna Heart Sutra fifty times, the door was pushed open, and the groom smelled of alcohol broke in into his house: "As long as you are a woman, if you are a woman..."

"how?"

"I married you."

Snow-white pieces of paper are flying in the room, full of the Buddha's motto, teaching people how to "stay away from upside-down dreams and achieve Nirvana", the black and white words are shocking.

She was the "Miss Su" in the small town later.But he is not a woman, he was born a man, standing upright, a pillar of talent that everyone expects, he doesn't like singing, he doesn't like heavy makeup, he wants to take up arms, kill the enemy and serve the country, stand side by side with his lover, and when the mountains and rivers are calm, he will be with her. As time ages together, this should be his happy life.

Liu Suqing personally picked the signboard of the opera garden, offered incense to his master to make amends, and cut off his waist-length hair. Since then, he has completely separated from the famous actor Liu Boss a few years ago.

In the Han Mansion, Gu Nanzhu almost dropped the teacup in his hand: "Why is the opera singer coming back?"

The servant stood aside tremblingly, not daring to answer. Madam is notoriously bad tempered, especially when she was treating Shang Liu Su lightly, there was not even a Liu Su in the family, and even if she said a word wrong, she would be kicked out of.

Gu Nanzhu calmed down, took a sip of water before continuing: "Where are you?"

Servant: "I stayed with his apprentice Liu Twelve, and went to the theater in the afternoon."

Gu Nanzhu: "Hmph, the current Beiping City is different from the past, and he can't do anything about jumping up and down, just keep staring, don't let your master know, go out."

"Yes." The servant nodded, and withdrew as if he had been pardoned.