What's the point of asking me to go back and sit back and forth again?
etc!
How did Zhang Hazi know that I was coming? !
I just glanced at him from a distance in the crowd. Did he notice it?
Although when someone looks at you, you can feel the other person's gaze, but in the situation just now, it wasn't just my eyes that looked at him, right? How could he spot me at a glance among the crowd? And you also know that I came here specifically to see him?
If this is the case, then I have every reason to suspect that Zhang Hazi is not blind at all, and his eyes are definitely more poisonous than ordinary people!
Not only was I shocked by the ship owner's words, but even the Frost woman frowned unconsciously, and then asked the ship owner, how did he know that this person was here to see him?
The shipowner spread his hands and smiled until he said, "You ask me, which one should I ask?" If I knew, wouldn't I be just like him?
After finishing speaking, the boat owner asked the woman to get off the boat, then took me back along the road.
I was still sitting on the bow of the boat and saw the woman standing on the shore and looking at it for a long time. It wasn't until we were about to turn that she turned around and walked in along the path.
There were only two people left on the boat, the boat owner and me. I originally wanted to ask the boat owner about Zhang Hazi or the woman just now, but the other party has been singing village folk songs since the boat set off and didn't give any questions. My chance to ask questions.
But to be honest, the tune the boat owner sang was very nice, melodious and melodious, with lingering lingering notes. It's a pity that I can't understand what he is singing - he obviously speaks authentic Hunan-Tuxi dialect, but the song he sings is in another dialect.
After he finished his song, I quickly seized the opportunity to ask him. However, in order to make the conversation between me and him less blunt, I did not ask Zhang Hazi or the woman directly, but asked in a roundabout way. issues related to himself.
I asked him, uncle, what did you just sing? The tune was very nice. This was the first time I heard such a unique and novel singing style.
As soon as I finished saying this, I heard the boat owner say "Hey", as if he was confused. Then he looked me up and down while rowing the boat, and then he asked me doubtfully, "Can you hear the sound I just sang?"
I don’t understand why the boat owner asked this. He obviously sang with such a loud voice that there was an echo in the mountains and rivers. As long as he is not deaf, he can hear it, right?
Do you still need to ask this question? And you still looked so confused. If I hadn't seen the conversation between you and that woman with my own eyes and knew that you 'city people' were very sophisticated, I would have almost believed you, you bad old man!
I gave him a look that said, "Stop pretending, I've seen through your tricks." However, he remained unmoved and still looked puzzled.
He said, I will sing another one, and you can listen to it and see if you can hear the sound?
After saying that, he just started singing on his own without asking for my opinion.
The tune is still very beautiful, but this time I can understand it, because I know that what he sings is also very popular in our village. My grandfather also likes to listen to it, and he will even hum it when he has nothing to do. sentence.
What he sings is called Yang Opera. The singing style he is using now is the most famous "Money Hanging Gourd" in Yang Opera, which is a combination of real and false voices in singing. The lyrics are sung in his real voice, while the drawl is raised an octave with a falsetto, making it sound depressive. Frustration, very interesting.
Because my grandfather used to like it, I made a special trip to Baidu. I learned that in 2011, when I was 13 years old, this opera was approved by the country to be included in the third batch of national intangible cultural heritage list. It is a major cultural heritage in our country. Treasure.
The boat owner stopped after singing a few words and asked me expectantly, can you hear me?
I nodded, spoke, and could hear it. Not only could I hear it, I also knew that what you just sang was a Yang opera.
Hearing what I said, the boat owner said "Hey" again, seeming more confused than before.
He said, a kid at your age doesn't know much about sexual intercourse.
I said, my grandfather likes to sing, so I know a little bit about it.
He nodded, as if he had understood something, and then said to me, since you even know Yang opera, then you should know what I sang before?
I shook my head and said, I really don’t know. I just think the tune is much better than Yang Opera, but I don’t understand a word of the content.
Hearing what I said, he seemed very curious and asked me hurriedly, "Can you really hear me?" Tell me, what's the tune like?
I thought he was testing me, so I used the plainest language possible to describe the tune I just heard.
After he finished speaking, I saw him nodding with satisfaction, and then said something incomprehensible. He said, it turned out to be this kind of tune. This was the first time I knew it.
I was stunned when I heard this. This is the first time I know what it means. You sang it yourself, wouldn’t you know?
Who would have thought that he smiled at me and said, little baby, I won’t be afraid of offending you if I tell you this. I have been singing the tune for decades, and you are the first one to tell me that I can hear the sound! Hey, I haven't heard a sound myself in these decades, but you can actually hear it, hehe~ It's interesting, no wonder Zhang Hazi asked you to take another ride.
To be honest, I was scared by the ship owner’s words, so I said, uncle, your joke is not funny at all.
He smiled again and said, don't you believe it's Mai? It doesn't matter, wait until you get to the dock and you will believe it.
Suspicious, I don't know what he is up to. If it weren't for Zhang Hazi asking me to sit back and forth again, I wouldn't bother to talk to you!
For the rest of the journey, he kept singing with that novel singing style. Both the tune and the voice were so beautiful that you couldn't help but be immersed in it. Although I don't have a good impression of him, but There's really nothing to say about his singing.
Originally, the journey was relatively long, and the speed would be slower as we were sailing against the current, but I didn't feel bored at all while sitting on the boat. I even felt that as long as he kept singing, I could keep listening.
So when the boat stopped at the dock, I wondered if the boat owner had installed a motor on the bottom of the boat. Otherwise, how could it arrive so fast?
After arriving at the pier, the boat owner nodded to me and motioned for me to observe the expressions of the others, and then he continued singing in the same tune as before.
I listened intoxicated again, but was woken up by the captain of the boat with a pole. Only then did I realize that I wanted to see the expressions of others.
So I hurriedly looked up and looked around, and then I was surprised to find that the boat owners on the other boats seemed to have heard nothing, and continued to talk about yours and me to talk about mine, enjoying themselves.
At first I thought they were already familiar with the old man's singing, so they wouldn't find it strange. But when I found that their speaking voices were obviously not as loud as the old man's singing voice, but they could still communicate normally without raising their voices, I began to panic.
As we all know, in a noisy environment, if you want the other party to hear you, you have to get closer to the other party or increase your volume. However, the voices of these ship owners did not change at all, nor did they get closer to the other party, and some even The chat is still several boats away!
With the old man singing so loudly, how could they hear each other's voices?
The only possibility is that they really can't hear the old man singing!
But, how is this possible?
I didn’t believe such a ridiculous thing. After all, my ears were just like normal people’s and couldn’t hear sounds at frequencies other than human beings. So I caught the nearest ship owner and asked him, can you hear him singing?
The ship owner glanced at Old Man Bai, then smiled and said to me, "Are you talking about him?" Don't be familiar with him. He sings gaba songs (dumb songs, songs without sound) happily. His mouth seems to be moving, but in fact there is no sound at all, so we call him "Bai Gaba".
Sure enough, they really couldn't hear the old man singing! And the reason why others call me Bai Gaba is actually that’s why!
The old man had already turned the boat around and was ready to set off again.
After the boat floated for a while, before I could wake up from the shock, I felt a pain in my left arm, and then my whole body tilted to the right, and I fell into the water!
Before I fell into the water, I saw the boat owner holding the pole horizontally with a sly smile on my face - he, while I wasn't paying attention, used the pole to knock me into the water!
Not only that, he also held the pole and smashed it down on my head!
While smashing, he also said to me, little baby, do you know that old man I just sang that tune and shouted, why can't other people hear it? ----Because this singing tune was called "Yin Xi", and it was sung specifically for the dead!
