Rebirth: never marry a rich man

Ye Yan came to be interested. With her by his side, he was even more warm and said: "go and have a look."

Sure enough, when I turned around a street, I heard the sound of babbling. There was a high platform. From a distance, I saw many people around the high platform, listening to Dan actors singing.

There are still many people humming and echoing. Life here is too leisurely, leisurely makes Ling Weiwei a little jealous.

As they approached, they saw that there were many people, old people, children, middle-aged people and young people at the light. However, children and young people are more interested in snacks. They are more interested in pop songs than opera.

It's so busy.

Ling Weiwei sighed that if the old man had a soul, he would be reluctant to leave here.

Homesickness is a very affectionate thing, just like the drama here, babbling, continuous.

In fact, Ling Weiwei found that the actors on the stage were not young, and their white eyes were wrinkled. In the new year, their voices had more flavor, because they had more understanding of life and love.

The sound is lingering and itching.

The above song is the romance of the Western chamber. They stood for a long time and were a little sad when they heard it. Ling Weiwei sighed with a smile: "it's good to sing. It's no less than the famous actors on TV. I didn't expect that there are also experts here..."

"Experts are among the people..." Ye Yan said with emotion: "such a voice is the real Zhang Sheng and Yingying..."

Ling Weiwei said with a light smile: "Why are you so familiar with the romance of the Western Chamber?"?! Interested in this? Have you studied it? Nowadays, few young people are interested in these things.... "

"Grandfather and grandfather have heard of it, sometimes they will hum some, I remember some..." Ye Yan said: "when I was young, I can't remember it completely. Now I see it, and my memory is refreshed again..."

"I didn't expect that the two old men were interested in these love..." Ling Weiwei sighed with a smile.

"It's my grandmother and grandmother who are interested in these things. My grandmother was born in a poor family and did not have much research. She just likes to watch operas. But my grandmother was born in a noble family and did research on these things. She also wrote operas, but she didn't survive the ten years of catastrophe. I think she will not lose the romance of the Western chamber. She must be very sentimental, because her relationship with her grandfather started here, The feelings of the war years, if you sing it, it must be very nice... "Ye Yan said:" I think what grandma wrote is the feelings between her and her grandfather... "

"It must be true that love is a woman's soul, and grandma's happiness will be printed in her heart and written between her eyebrows and eyes..." Ling Weiwei said: "I've seen grandma's photos, and I'm very happy. Even when I get old, I have peace on my face. It's not like the vicissitudes of a woman suffering from wind and frost. It's the reason why the old man has been protecting her all the time..."

"Yes, grandma didn't know the world all the time, and she didn't try to be brave. If it wasn't for her grandfather's protection..." Ye Yan said: "I can't live to that day at all..."

"The love between her and the old man is the best of all ages..." Ling Weiwei said: "in fact, the romance of the west chamber is idealized, which is rewritten by the author's own experience, but the ending is not as happy as the one in the play..."

Ye Yan looked at her in a twinkling of an eye. Her eyes were dark and unfathomable.

"Do you study these too?" Ye Yan whispered.

Ling Weiwei's face was a little bright in the dark, and said: "the fact is that Zhang Sheng abandoned Yingying after he got the ambition. In the end, the beauty died."

Ye Yan is a little surprised and looks at Ling Weiwei.

Ling Weiwei turned her head and looked at him and said: "look, the play is just a play."

"However, although the ending has been rewritten by such scholars, there are many feelings like my grandfather and grandmother in reality, but they have not been written down..." Ye Yan said: "plain waiting is happiness..."

Ling Weiwei sighed with emotion and said: "yes, drama is drama. Drama has sadness and idealized things, but there are also feelings in reality. Although it is not so sentimental, it is the most real and best feelings."

Because reality is not a play. So, there's no need for affectation.

Ye Yan thought to himself that there is a Chinese saying that the most ruthless scholar is a scholar. Zhang Sheng is the most typical scholar, but Ye Yan is not.

He knew that his feelings for Ling Weiwei were not so simple, and more intense than his grandfather's feelings for his grandmother. Because he was afraid of asking for help, he was inevitably impetuous, but he still restrained himself because of his feelings.

He treats Ling Weiwei more than he imagined.

Unfortunately, nothing can be said now.

Ling Weiwei lost interest in listening to this story, and Ye Yan was not interested in this kind of babbling love.

Two people simply began to stroll nearby snacks. Although they just had a full stomach, when they saw the delicious snacks, they would still buy some to taste.

To the end of the stomach stuffed a yo yuan, two people can not eat, but also bought a lot of snacks to take.

Ye Yan and Ling Weiwei just want to have a good taste of Chen's hometown.

They stroll around the night market, where the play ends and the second act begins. It turns out that Wu Song is beating tigers and gongs.

The children all ran over and even began to imitate the somersaults.

After all, the romance of the Western chamber is too boring. Children are still interested in this kind of play. Suddenly, more people are around the front of the stage.

Ling Weiwei said with a smile: "it's really busy here..."

"Yes..." Ye Yan said: "I don't know when it will end. The night market in the old city is really unusual..."

A nearby aunt said with a smile: "it's not like this every day. It's just that it's Tomb Sweeping Day today. Our old city is just for a celebration. No matter what festival we have, we have to set up a stage. These people are all old actors. Although they are not of professional background, they are also handed down from their families. Alas, although they are old, they have to shine and get hot, If you don't sing any more, you're afraid you won't be able to sing any more. Besides, young people don't like to learn this. I'm afraid no one will inherit it in the future... "

A lot of people beside him also sighed and said: "yes, young people love pop songs now... They really don't know how to appreciate them. This is the real essence of tradition..."

They all sighed and said: "it's just a pity that there is no such voice. It can only be lost..."

Ah

This sigh, let two people also in the heart hair stuffy, quietly retreated from this group of people.

Smelling the smell of burning paper money in the air, Ling Weiwei said: "sacrifice for the living, but it's so lively. It's also fun for the living..."

"Yes, Qingming, Qingming, I miss my old friend, but I still want to go on..." Ye Yan whispered.

Qingming wants to die.

That kind of sadness will also be engraved into our bones, urging us forward.

Only by going forward can we see hope.

Ling Weiwei seems to be able to see the white flag flying in the wind. The distance between the living and the dead is probably the closest at this time. It's about the heart.

There was a small child next to him, shouting and making noise in a low voice.

"It's said that dragon boat will be rowed this year on the Dragon Boat Festival. It's in the moat..."

"Really?"

"I'll take more palm seeds to see and refuel at that time..."

……

Many children laugh and crowd into the crowd, went to the high stage, really love to join the fun.

"The Dragon Boat Festival is coming..." Ling Weiwei said with a smile: "my mother is going to make a bag of brownies soon too..."

"Yes," Ye Yan said with a smile, "the food made by my aunt is really delicious..."

There is still the beginning of the play, but Ye Yan and Ling Weiwei have been walking out slowly with their food boxes. Before the play is over, they have to leave because they have to move on.

After a tour of the old town of Chen's hometown, at about 11 p.m., two people went to stay in a hotel. At this time, there was no suite. There was no high-class hotel in the city. They only wanted a room with two beds.

Ye Yan is still a little nervous, but Ling Weiwei is not flustered at all. In fact, she doesn't want to sleep alone today, and she doesn't want to leave Ye Yan to sleep alone.

Such a lonely day, too poor.

So ling Weiwei didn't think much about it. She didn't show any affectation at all.

When Ye Yan saw that Ling Weiwei looked as usual, he was relieved. In fact, he was still a little disappointed. He couldn't tell what he was disappointed about, but he was a little disappointed.

But soon after they took a bath, they sat on the bed and began to watch TV. When they were hungry at night, they began to heat up the snacks they bought in the hotel and ate slowly.

There is no program for the Qingming Festival. They just play cards until two o'clock in the morning. Ling Weiwei yawns and goes to the window. Looking at the dark night scene outside, she sighs that there is little light in the city at night.

She took the card and said with a smile: "go to sleep. We can have a little more sleep tomorrow morning. We'll go back to city a later. Anyway, the plane is in the afternoon..."

"Good." Ye Yan looked at her sleeping, but he couldn't sleep. When she was breathing steadily, he gradually relaxed, got out of bed quietly, went to another bed and gave her a kiss.

For the first time, I slept together so close and unprepared, but I still feel that the distance is very far away. Vivi, when can I see your heart? Don't lock it up so that I can't see it. I really care about you.

Ye Yan had been sleeping for a long time.

Ling Weiwei has been sleepy for a long time, and she is fast asleep, but Ye Yan doesn't really sleep until very late. The next day, she woke up at nine o'clock. At this time, Ling Weiwei had already gone out and bought breakfast.

Seeing him wake up, he also said with a smile: "the hotel staff specially asked, they said that the steamed stuffed bun opposite was delicious, so I went to buy it and had a taste..."