In the afternoon, father Shen came back from outside.

    When I passed by the courtyard, I suddenly heard the playing of various musical instruments such as Beijing erhu and the singing of actors.

    It sounds sad and moving.

    Father Shen''s footsteps.

    He turned his head and looked over.

    The sound seemed to come from the clear yard.

    Did Qingqing call the opera team to sing in the house?

    Shen Fu doesn''t like actors, but he has great respect for opera culture.

    This is handed down by our ancestors and is the quintessence of the country.

    It''s like the books of their readers.

    Outsiders say it is pedantic and sour, but its wealth is unmatched.

    Foreigners have advanced knowledge, but how can they compare with China!

    Shen Fu sipped his lower lip flap and walked over there.

    I happened to meet a servant girl when I came to the hospital.

    Father Shen asked casually.

    "Did the young lady find a troupe to listen to the play in the house?"

    The servant girl shook her head when she heard the speech and replied, "yes, miss is singing."

    Shen Fu "..."

    "What?"

    At that moment, father Shen suspected that his ears had heard wrong.

    Qingqing is singing?

    When can she sing?

    Father Shen walked in with disbelief. When he saw the situation in the hospital, father Shen''s feet suddenly stopped.

    I don''t know when a stage more than ten feet high was built in the hospital. The layout was very perfect. The red cloth hung down, and the audience was full under the stage.

    The moment you walk in, you will vaguely think that you are in the theater at the moment.

    Father Shen''s eyes fell on the stage without blinking. The girl wearing a female Python costume, with pearls swaying, ears shaking gently and lotus growing step by step.

    The usual white face is painted with thick makeup, the red eye makeup is dizzy on the cheeks, and the film holds precious stones.

    The people on the stage held the orchid finger and threw the water sleeve. The autumn eyes looked forward to life and brilliance, which was very vivid.

    The voice is gentle, babbling, singing sad and heartfelt stories.

    At the end of the song, the people under the stage have calmed down for a long time.

    Then there was warm applause.

    "The young lady sings very well!"

    "How wonderful, miss!"

    "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

    “……”

    Mrs. Shen listened below with tears in her eyes and clapped her hands.

    Mrs. Shen is extremely sad.

    When she first heard that her daughter was going to sing, she felt ridiculous.

    Her daughter has never heard of opera since she was a child. How can she sing opera!

    But later, when she watched her daughter put on the female Python costume and make-up, and skillfully exchanged the knowledge of opera culture and several key plots with the backstage teachers, Mrs. Shen clearly understood at this moment. It seemed that she had never really understood her daughter.

    Mrs. Shen remembered what her daughter said to them when she woke up after hanging.

    Do they really know her?

    No,

    She and the master just imposed on her the qualities and virtues they wanted to see in their daughter.

    They always wanted her to learn and learn, but they never knew what she liked or disliked.

    Shen Fu walked over, but his mind was still shocked for a long time.

    "Just... Is that Qingqing?"

    Shen''s father asked Shen''s mother as if he had never returned to God.

    Hearing Shen''s voice, Shen''s mother turned back and looked at Shen''s father with red eyes. She choked: "Sir, I''m sorry Qingqing."