In the summer afternoon, the sun was dim, and when you looked up, you could see that the ground was all yellow.
"I feel drunk and sick all day long, and I sit in the mist until dawn. When I left, the flowers on the street were like brocade, and today the willows on the building are green again. The poor slave is waiting in the boudoir, and the begonias are blooming. I think of it now... cough cough cough cough !”
From the low, dark house came the melodious singing and the sound of suppressed coughing.
Mu Qingyun adjusted his old straw hat from his kneeling position to a sitting position, stretched out his long legs, and listened to the play.
The tune is old.
She didn't quite understand this, but she could also tell that the singer had good skills. Even if he was a little weak and hoarse, he seemed to be no worse than some famous actors nowadays.
Mu Qingyun finished the banquet to celebrate her first prize last night, and was urged by her mother to perform a show for her fellow villagers, so she performed a 'Gongsun Sword Dance'.
It's the airs she learned in the game.
The power is probably only about the same as a normal old man's Wang Baquan. In terms of beauty, liveliness, and good-looking, it is first-rate and outstanding.
Before the set of punches was finished, when I opened my eyes again, I was here, kneeling on the sand, my knees hurting.
Are you worried? Mu Qingyun must be worried.
But I had already foreseen this.
It's best if you don't get involved. If you have to come, then come.
Creak.
As soon as the small wooden door opened, Dr. Hu came out of the house. When she saw Mu Qingyun, she sighed: "Qingqing, I advise you to be more open-minded. Your body is your own. And...you too Don't make your mother angry all the time, it's not easy for her."
Mu Qingyun responded warmly, took out two Da Ming Tongbao from his sleeves and handed them over, smiling: "Buy eggs for Sister Cui'er."
Doctor Hu was suddenly a little surprised. Looking carefully at Qingqing, she felt that she was different from usual.
In the past, Qing Qingmu was dumbfounded, straight-forward, and his words were not polite and always had thorns. But now he seems to be more intelligent.
After seeing Doctor Hu off, Mu Qingyun turned around and opened the door and entered the house. The sunlight reflected from the window was very dim.
A woman with a sallow complexion and unkempt hair was sitting on the bed, with sunken eye sockets, a haggard look, and a dying breath.
Mu Qingyun lowered his head and saw that the medicine on the table had become completely cold.
After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath. Doctor Hu felt that she had changed, but she still felt that she had changed.
It's very strange, as if another personality has awakened in the body.
It seemed that she was both Mu Qingyun who had just finished the college entrance examination, and Zhang Qingqing who lived in a conservative family and was bound by countless ridiculous rules.
The heartache at this moment seemed to be branded on the bones and could not be dissipated.
"Mom, if you don't take the medicine, I won't buy it in the future to avoid wasting it."
Even shouting out the word 'mother' seems natural.
The woman on the bed was startled, her body trembled slightly, she raised her head inexplicably, tears rolled down her face, and cried: "You also despise me? Even you despise me, why don't you let me die, a clean death!"
Mu Qingyun nodded solemnly: "It's better to die now. You made 60 bucks from selling your wallet. In addition to buying medicine, you still have 38 left."
"Besides, there are no guests at home. Even for the sake of dignity, my father has to buy you a decent funeral robe and materials. Your funeral can be organized at least."
"If you procrastinate any longer, you will definitely not be able to make any money, and you will have to spread it out. If there is no more money left, and my cheap dad refuses to care about it, you will have to make do with it. Wrap it in a straw mat and bury it."
"Don't expect me to sell myself to bury my mother. I still want to live a good life."
The woman choked and pointed at Mu Qingyun with trembling hands. It took a long time to squeeze out one word from her throat: "Get out!"
Mu Qingyun rolled away in confusion.
After getting out, he went to the kitchen and asked Mama Wang to cook a bowl of multi-grain rice, and even put on a small piece of bacon as a luxury, asking Mama Wang to give it to her, a cheap lady.
Mother Wang hesitated for a moment, but finally didn’t say no.
After all, this is the daughter of the male owner of the family. Although she doesn't have much presence, she is still dear to her. No matter how tight the family's food supply, she can still squeeze this out.
Mother Wang delivered the meal. Mu Qingyun sat on the stone steps and listened for a moment. He was relieved when he saw his mother getting up to eat.
The "Fragrant Love" she wrote is truly worthy of the reputation of romance. From the previous generation to this generation, the theme of everyone's life is love.
It seems that no one can survive without love.
Mu Qingyun's current role, Zhang Qingqing, the third daughter of the Zhang family, is considered a little cannon fodder.
Alas, mother Yue Ling is also cannon fodder.
She was originally a famous lady in Jiangnan, but later married into the Zhang family in Yuncheng and became the stepmother of Zhang Qing, the second son of the Zhang family.
The status of an actor is not high these days, and Yue Ling has always been cautious in the Zhang family.
Even so, her family doesn't look down on her.
Before Mu Qingyun came, Zhang Wu, the son of Zhang Qing's original wife, and Zhang Shen, the son of the eldest son of the Zhang family, two cousins invited several friends to play at home.
These guys were all good people, and while they were chatting, they mentioned Yue Ling, and drank a few more sips of wine. To put it bluntly, Yue Ling went to buy some needlework and just came home when she happened to bump into her.
They actually asked drunkenly: "I heard that you are a famous female actor in Jiangnan. Did Mr. Nie ever serve as your guest? How about telling us the details?"
There was a buzz in Yue Ling's mind. No matter how good her temper was, she couldn't stand it anymore. She became furious, cursed and walked away.
At night, Yue Ling's eyes were swollen and she went to see her husband Zhang Qing.
Without even saying a few words, Zhang Qing looked impatient. He only wanted to study and had no time to pay attention to such trivial matters.
Yue Ling came out of the study in despair and fell ill that night.
Her mother-in-law, Mrs. Sun, heard the news and said to her son in private, "I shouldn't have allowed you to marry an actor if I had known earlier. How are you doing now? Is it shameful or not?"
Yue Ling heard that Zhang Qing repeatedly agreed with her mother, but she just stayed down and did nothing for her, and refused to say a word for her. She even vomited two mouthfuls of blood and was so sick that she couldn't get out of bed.
Mu Qingyun: "Hey!"
It turned out that he was so angry that he would really vomit blood?
According to the plot, if she didn't come, Yue Ling would become depressed and ill. She would not eat or drink, and would commit suicide. She would pass away in three months.
Her cheap dad is really not a thing.
Come to think of it, he didn't give Yue Ling any respect at home, so that his former son also had no respect for his stepmother.
Otherwise, his mother was humiliated and his stepmother was also a mother. Even if he didn't get furious, he should have beaten out those little friends.
He was fine. He was just like a normal person and still interacted with people as usual.
Mu Qingyun looked at the closed doors and windows, and understood Yue Ling in his heart.
Zhang Qing and Yue Ling were not matchmakers ordered by their parents. They fell in love at first sight and fell in love again. They were once a couple.
Yue Ling was sold to a theater to learn opera at a young age. She had long forgotten what her family was like.
At that time, it was difficult for female actors to get ahead, but Yue Ling won a lot of praise as soon as she debuted. Within a year, her reputation spread all over the south of the Yangtze River, and every time she went on stage, the whole city was filled with empty alleys.
The theater fans can flood the entire stage with their silver bounty.
Zhang Qing, the second son of the Zhang family, went to the south of the Yangtze River to study. When he first met Yue Ling, he was fascinated by her. When he met Yue Ling the second time, he would not marry her.
For three hundred and twenty-one days in a row, he stayed in front of the stage every day, and finally embraced the beauty.
Even though the Zhang family in Yuncheng is now in ruins and is so dilapidated that not even three pounds of nails are left, it was still considered a wealthy family back then.
Yue Ling was an actress after all, and the second son, Zhang, almost had his parents lose their legs in order to marry her.
The two got married after going through a lot of hardships and became very close to each other for a while.
Mu Qingyun thought of this and shook his head.
But this romance doesn’t stay fresh either.
In my memory, after her character was born, her parents' relationship faded. It should be said that Zhang Qing no longer had the romantic feelings toward Yue Ling. (Wise House Chinese has no pop-ups and is updated in a timely manner)
