He is delusional

Chapter 226 Get Well Soon, Tobiya

Tobi also looked at the cloud for another day.

Yuchi picked up an orange from the fruit plate, broke it into a blooming flower with his slender fingers, took out one of the petals, carefully removed the orange veins on it, and brought it to her mouth: "I asked Xiao Yang to find it. Someone who can sing Hokkien tunes will come over tomorrow."

Yuan also turned her head away, Yuchi raised her hand and looked at her warmly: "Try it, it's sweet and sour, you should like it."

She didn't move anymore, Yuchi moved forward slightly, his lips and teeth were knocked open, and the orange entered her mouth.

Seeing her cheeks chewing, Yuchi smiled and said: "Your grandfather is from Chaoshan, why do you like to listen to Nanyin instead?"

He was talking to himself, and Yuan seldom responded to him. Yuchi seemed to be used to it, and he didn't feel embarrassed when he didn't answer. Seeing that her nails had grown, he went to bring a set of nail scissors and trimmed them beyond the manicure. part.

Since he came back from the hospital in the morning, he has been with her all the time. At this moment, the sun is setting and the light is gradually thinning. The deep orange light should be warm, but when it falls on her, there is an indescribable silence.

Yuchi wiped off the edges and corners of her nails with a wet tissue, then turned her hand over, and the pad of her thumb lightly rubbed against her palm.

When the last ray of light completely disappeared from the horizon, the room also darkened, and someone's voice was heard in the chaos: "... Get well soon, Yuanya."

The housekeeper knocked on the door for something, and called Yuchi out. After a while, Yuan also went down from the bay window, walked to the bed, pressed the switch, and with a click, the room was immediately filled with light. Her expression was under the lamp. Plain and indifferent.

Get well soon?
Yes, she will be fine.

……

Nanyin didn't ask in advance which house he was going to sing at, he only assumed that it was a rich second generation like Yang Tong who arrived in Yang Tong's car, and when he saw the sign on the door, he realized that it was Wei's mansion.

Nanyin paused: "The Wei family?"

"Yes." Yang Tong unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, and went around to her side before the butler, and opened the car door for her.

Nanyin and Yuan had only met once, but they hit it off very well. Then she passed away suddenly, and she was still sad for a few days, so she also paid some attention to this Wei family. Now she felt strange——Who would want to be in the Wei family? Listen to her singing Hokkien tunes?

The second elder of the Wei family?Don't they live in Wei's mansion?Or the young master of the Wei family?Surely Mr. Wei, a busy man, wants to hear it?
She thought about asking Yang Tong, but she saw a woman coming out of the room. She had a delicate and gentle face, and she couldn't guess who she was dressed in. They met eyes first, but she turned to greet Yang Tong: "Xiao Yang total."

Yang Tong had just finished directing the troupe's car and parked in the parking space, and walked over and said, "Miss Zhuang, is Brother Chi here?"

Zhuang Shu nodded: "Mr. Wei is still busy in the study, let me come down to entertain everyone."

"Then let me introduce you first." Yang Tong pointed his hand, "This is Huadan from Liyuan, Nanyin. This is Ms. Zhuang. Today's Hokkien song is sung for her."

Nanyin narrowed her eyes slightly, so she came to sing for her.

Zhuang Shu extended his hand generously: "Hello, Miss Nanyin."

Nanyin naturally shook back, and Zhuang Shu asked curiously, "Is Miss Nanyin's real name 'Nanyin'?"

"Yes, my surname is Nan, and I happen to be from Quanzhou, so my parents named me Nanyin."

Zhuang Shu smiled: "That's really a coincidence, now Miss Nanyin is in the opera business again, singing 'Nanyin'."

Nanyin smiled, and asked by the way: "Is Ms. Zhuang from southern Hokkien? Except from southern Hokkien, there are very few people from other places who would specifically order Quanzhou Nanyin. I was surprised when Mr. Yang invited me."

"No, I'm a native of Jincheng, but I've been fond of southern Hokkien culture since I was a child," Zhuang Shuruo hinted at something vaguely, "I talked about this with Mr. Wei the other day, and said that I must go to Quanzhou if I have the opportunity to listen to the authentic culture. It’s just that I’m A Ting’s early education teacher now, so I can’t afford to be born, so Mr. Wei said that the opera troupe will perform in the mansion, and it’s a dream come true for me.”

This tone...

Nanyin licked her teeth. It was only a few days after the real wife passed away, so she brought a woman to Wei's mansion, and invited an opera troupe to come and perform noisyly for this woman. He is really... a dog-like man.

Before, she was still sketching affectionate characters on the Internet, and even she, who had bumped into Xiaosan to provoke Yuanye on the spot, almost believed it. Sure enough, the dog can't change eating shit, there is no Li Youan, and there is another Miss Zhuang.

Generally speaking, she should leave her alone, but Nanyin doesn't want to leave, even if she wants to sing "Qin Xianglian" in front of that dog man, she still wants to stay.

She replied lightly: "Really? Our Liyuan sings Quanzhou Nanyin once a month. It seems that I have never seen Miss Zhuang go to see it."

Ms. Zhuang also replied naturally: "I just found out that there is Nanyin in Liyuan. I thought it was only Peking opera, so I mentioned it to Mr. Wei. Mr. Wei only found out after asking Mr. Yang. This time, I would like to trouble Miss Nanyin and everyone to come here in person. Once, I will definitely go to the show often in the future.”

Nanyin smiled: "Where, Mr. Wei invited us here, and it's not that he didn't pay, so what kind of trouble is it?"

"The butler has already packed up the venue, I'll take you there." Zhuang Shu led the way in front, and he was familiar with Wei's mansion like a hostess.

Nanyin turned around and said to the oddball children in the team: "Xiaobao, tell the masters to change the song and sing "The Case of Gui Mei" today."

"Ah? Why?" Didn't you agree to sing "Out of Han Pass"?

Looking at Zhuang Shu's back, Nan Yin snorted lightly, "They don't deserve it."

In addition to the main house where he usually lives, there are two auxiliary buildings on the left and right of Wei's mansion. The performance venue cleaned up by the housekeeper is in the auxiliary building.

As soon as Nanyin entered, she noticed a screen, and there was a set of tables and chairs in front of the screen. Zhuang Shu sat down naturally, and the servant immediately brought hot tea and melons and fruits. She looked away, thinking that the screen was just a decoration.

After confirming the process with the masters for the last time, Nanyin went to the temporary stage.

The biggest difference between Quanzhou Nanyin and Peking Opera is that Peking Opera only has actors on stage, while Quanzhou Nanyin also has a soundtrack team on stage, including the singers. There are five chairs on the stage, sitting on the stage for blowing flute and playing music. , playing the pipa, clapping the board.

With the opening line of "Husbands in the Huatang drinking and wives selling and singing", the soundtracks were followed one after another, urging a story to appear on the stage in front of our eyes.

There is nothing to say about Nanyin's skills, and a dialect song that outsiders can't understand can also be sung euphemistically and movingly. Even Teacher Zhuang shook his head as if he was addicted to the song, let alone Yang Tong, who was completely immersed in it. He looked at the stage without blinking.

In the end, a piece of the soundtrack disappeared, and there was only a cappella. Nanyin originally didn't make a sound until the next beat, but in the silence of the audience, she heard someone faintly answering the song: "He sees only new people laughing, and old people crying. move his heart..."

Nanyin froze for a moment, then looked at the screen.

(End of this chapter)