Costume Mountains and Rivers

The city is on the verge of the sea, with a warm climate and sunshine all year round.

Although they have lived in a foreign country for many years, the Shen family, which originated in the south of the Yangtze River, like most Chinese, still does not advocate separation of families. The whole family lives in a vast manor and holds banquets every festival. Chinese celebrities who have moved overseas They came to visit one after another. During the banquet, their clothes were fragrant and their temples were shining, and their friends talked about it, but it was also very lively.

In the far east, the Revolution of [-] that shocked the world has become history, and a new wave is brewing in the turbulent current situation. With the retirement of the three young masters, one by one turned to commerce, art or literature, and gradually faded out of the political arena of the Far East.

After coming to the United States for a month, Mo Qinghe began to adapt to the new diet and weather. She read English for three hours a day, memorized some ghost-like words, and slowly said hello to foreign gardeners who pruned roses.Shen Peinan was afraid that he would get lost, so he refused to let him go out alone. He had nothing to do at home, so he talked with the old lady for a while and sang some tunes. On weekends, he made an appointment with Shen Peinan, and they took a car together to visit Mo Liuchu in the nursing center.

Fresh air and a comfortable life can help restore health. Liu Chu's appetite began to recover, and he grew a little flesh. The nursing doctor is gradually reducing the dose of morphine. Except for occasional drowsiness and fear of the cold, his condition is much better than in China .

Mo Qinghe noticed that Liu Chu was smiling more, and he was absent-minded when talking, his eyes skipped his shoulders, and fell softly on his wife.This kind of change made Mo Qinghe feel very relieved. In the troupe, the relationship between family members will end one day. With the senior brother, he is a child, but with Meiyun, Liu Chucai is like a child.

Everything is developing in the right direction, and Mo Liuchu's situation makes people feel relieved. At the same time, the new members of the Shen family have also brought new vitality to the big family.

Not long after Shen Lisong, the eldest son of the Shen family, moved to the United States, he met the daughter of his partner at a reception. She was a fair-skinned American lady named Vivienne. The two fell in love at first sight, and they broke through barriers of race and religion. , got married naturally, and raised a pair of mixed-race children with soft curly hair.

Shen Lisong has always been a staunch opponent of "loyalty" in the first 30 years of his life, but when he saw the rose-colored face of his newborn daughter, his heart suddenly melted, and he had no choice but to understand the third brother. Every man who advocates singleness is a wild horse, not as strong as a beast, what is missing is only a rein.

Vivienne is warm and sunny, imitating Miss China to wear a satin cheongsam, her light blonde hair is tied into a bun, and her two bare arms are exposed. She often rushes into the house with a huge shopping bag. When she sees Mo Qinghe, she will use strange The Chinese with a strange accent called his name: "Mo, Mo!"

Mo Qinghe nodded to her and smiled politely: "Sister-in-law."

Vivian opened her arms, gave him a big hug, and kissed him: "Call me Vivian."

Mo Qinghe's face was flushed red, and her forehead was steaming like a drawer of steamed buns just out of the cage.

He felt that foreigners were a bit scary, and always wanted to avoid her, but they didn't look up and look down. Every time he was called to sing in the old lady's room, Vivienne was very curious, and listened to it one by one, and finished listening. I also imitated the Chinese rules of listening to operas and clapped my hands and said hello.After a long time, he got used to the enthusiasm of American girls. When the weather is good, the children play on the lawn with their dogs. He holds a cup of hot milk and stands under the eaves with Vivienne, slowly practicing English .

As for the second young master of the Shen family, Shen Shuzhu got his wish and married a classical Chinese overseas Chinese. I can't forget to send a cup of tea to my husband's study.

In the second year of their marriage, they had a quiet little daughter.

The lives of adults are gradually becoming more normal, but it is not the same thing at all for children who left home when they were young.

Since moving to the United States, Ah Yi has been depressed. He is unwilling to play with the other three brothers and sisters. He also ignores the various snacks and candies offered by his grandmother. On the steps at the door, looking into the distance with melancholy eyes, sometimes holding Mo Qinghe by the corner of his clothes, and asking in a low voice, "When will Mom and Dad pick me up?"

Mo Qinghe didn't know how to answer, so she could only touch his head and say: Hurry up, hurry up.

He himself left his mother when he was five years old. A Niang was not very impressive in his memory. He asked Shen Peinan to buy some novelty toys, saying in his heart that when Ah Yi fell in love with life here, he would soon be able to use the Forget about the past.

Except for Ah Yi who was helpless, he and Shen Peinan lived happily ever after. The apartment they lived in was facing the sea, and one wall of the small living room was made of transparent glass, with vines hanging from the outside. At dusk, the golden afterglow filled the whole room, Outside is the sea, blue in blue, yellow in yellow, it is a thick and colorful Western painting.

Sometimes he went out to play with his elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law, and when he came back late, he would see Shen Peinan standing by the window smoking a cigar, light blue smoke surrounded him, his side face was baked bronze by the setting sun, he took off his shoes at the door, quietly Walking over quietly to hug him, Shen Peinan turned around and kissed his lips, both of them had cigarettes in their mouths.

Sometimes when Shen Peinan went out to socialize or discuss business, Mo Qinghe was waiting for him at home, lying unsteadily in the wicker chair and looking at the sea, Shen Peinan pushed the door and walked towards him, and the two hugged in front of the window, as if even the air followed the distant The sea water rippling.

Shen Peinan put his arms around him, and touched his face with his lips: "Baby, I've taken a fancy to a house, and we'll move out to live alone in two days."

Mo Qinghe frowned: "Why?"

"You always miss someone at home, and you scream like mosquitoes. I don't like it."

Mo Qinghe blushed, Shen Peinan's fingers were groping the back of his hand like insects, unconsciously wanting to go far away, in bed last night, Shen Peinan bought a big red bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water from nowhere , insisted that he put it on, holding his bare and straight legs repeatedly touching, sucking his heels, rubbing his buttocks like kneading dough, kissing him, while inserting his fingers into his small hole ... Mo Qinghe was so ashamed by the ancient Chinese style that she wanted to die, but she liked it, so she bent down and let him fuck it hard.

He felt tense for a while, and wanted to reprimand Shen Peinan for being out of shape, but he nodded embarrassingly: "In a few months, let Ah Yi get in touch with his family for a while, I'm afraid he will be lonely."

Mo Qinghe is also homesick. He is a person who came out of the busiest business. He left China suddenly and went out by car. His eyes were full of foreigners. He suddenly felt lost, homesick, Peiping, and childhood The big theater troupe in my hometown thinks of the spring full of pear blossoms in my hometown and the autumn when the sky is high and cloudy, the bustling teahouses on Qianmen Street, buying a bunch of candied haws in the middle of winter, biting the bright red hawthorn, cracking the sugar shell, and my mouth is full of sweet and sour.

He was ashamed to admit it, and he didn't want Shen Peinan to know that after seven or eight years of rolling in the smoke and fire of gunpowder and war, he finally washed away his dust and dust. The Shaoxuan at that time overlapped, moist, looking at the high and distant sky through the glass window.

Shen Peinan received a late Qing rosewood makeup mirror from an overseas Chinese businessman, and placed it majestically in his bedroom. When he went out during the day, Mo Qinghe sat in front of the makeup mirror, and his heart suddenly softened. He thought about him coming back, thinking about it for a moment. Can't live.

Shen Peinan could see what he was thinking. If ten years ago, he would have ridiculed Mo Qinghe. Men in their 20s were the most annoying. They were full of thorns. After the age of 30, the mood gradually calms down, approaching forty, he is a good husband who can hide his worries and take responsibility.

He always likes to bring back some rare small objects, sometimes it is two flower feathers, sometimes it is a set of clay theater dolls, a large purple sand teapot from Peking, and sometimes it is a good gun.Once the others hadn't come back, four black guys from the antique auction house brought back a square camphor wood box. When they opened it, their eyes were dazzled, their eyes were dazzled, their faces were shining in costumes, imperial concubine, Yingying, Du Liniang, Liu Yingchun, Lin Daiyu, pink, red, yellow, purple, bright like clouds, light white water clothes facing the wind, and hairpins that were left overseas from the imperial palace during the Guangxu period. beads.

Mo Qinghe was so shocked that she almost bit off her tongue, Shen Peinan brought back an extra cloisonne rouge box and opened it to smell the incense.

He was tired of Shen Peinan's body, and his voice was clear and lingling: "Third Master, are you trying to flatter me?"

Shen Peinan followed him into the play: "When all the money is gone, I would like to buy a beautiful woman to smile."

Mo Qinghe sat in front of the makeup mirror and did her makeup. She hadn't sung for a long time, almost forgot the steps, put on the film, hooked her face, and drew her eyebrows. Two pieces of red clouds flew from her nose into her temples. In plain white water clothes, there is a mysterious beauty in the eyes that is indistinguishable between men and women.The makeup mirror was blown by the wind, and water rippled on the mirror surface, in a trance, reflecting a yellowed old dream.

Standing behind him, Shen Peinan gently untied the tie around his waist, and the watery white silk fell to the ground silently, exposing the man's shoulders, which were well-proportioned and attached, with a slight depression in the middle. Shen Peinan held a bamboo pen upside down, The cold tip of the pen traced the outline of the spine to the crevice of the buttocks, Mo Qinghe's back suddenly tightened, and her voice trembled: "Don't play."

The tip of the pen was dipped in rouge, and two strokes were drawn on his bare back. Mo Qinghe was itching to laugh: "What are you writing? Serve the country faithfully?"

Shen Peinan clicked his tongue, the tip of the pen kept moving, the thread stretched from the shoulder blade to the side waist, the setting sun coated everything in the room with a layer of oily gold, and the sound of sea water came from a distance, hoo, hoo.

The door of the bedroom opened a thin crack, A Yi poked his head out, his child's eyes fixed on the couple in the room, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, and saw a tree of spring peaches sprouting from the back like a fan.

The wind was like a small needle piercing through the crack of the door, and the nanny shouted loudly in the corridor: "A Yi, A Yi."

Mo Qinghe turned around in surprise, and met A Yi's eyes. He blushed instantly, picked up the water jacket on the ground, hurriedly tightened the belt around his waist, and wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment. But it changed. The little person seemed to have fallen into Alice's dream. His fingers brushed through the layers of embroidery on the costume, picked up a phoenix hairpin, stained it with a little rouge, and tapped it on the back of his hand. Little red dots.

The cloisonné rouge box on the dressing table was blown shut by the wind.

He raised his head, and a smile spread across his fair face: "Uncle Shaoxuan, you are so pretty."

Mo Qinghe's makeup hadn't been removed yet, and she half-kneeled in front of him: "A Yi likes these?"

Ah Yi nodded, clutching the gold hairpin tightly, as if she had finally found her favorite toy, and was reluctant to let go.

The nanny took Ah Yi away, Mo Qinghe stared blankly at the door, with two plain white sleeves fluttering, his whole body was like a piece of dew-sprinkled wild rice shoot, the red on his temples became more and more beautiful, he worriedly Looking at Shen Peinan: "Brother Chen, why do I look at it, Ah Yi is the same person as me?"

Shen Peinan didn't speak, Mo Qinghe hugged him from behind, and said in a low voice: "Did we spoil him? How can I explain to Sister Piaoping?"

"He's still young, how can you tell." Shen Peinan held his hand, looked back at the dusty plane and tank toys beside the bed, and felt that his words were meaningless.

He changed the subject: "Even if it is, it is his life."

Mo Qinghe thought, Shen Piaoping entrusted Ah Yi to them in the hope that he would grow up safely, marry a wife and have children, and flourish.It was many years later that he realized that the latter dream had not come true. When A Yi held a phoenix hairpin and fell in love with the beauty of a famous actress, things had already begun to emerge like summer lotuses.

A Yi threatened to refuse to study, and clamored to learn opera every day. Mo Qinghe categorically refused, not only did not let him learn, but also put the costumes, hair, face, rouge, paint and other things into the cabinet. A Yi has always been well-behaved. However, complete rebellion erupted during the contest. He cried and went on a hunger strike. Mo Qinghe coaxed him in different ways, and once finally couldn't hold back and said two harsh words. Me, I will obey."

Mo Qinghe was stunned, he had been abandoned by his mother before, and he knew what it was like, his heart ached and he was speechless.

He turned around anxiously in front of Shen Peinan: "What should I do? Let him learn this, what will Fourth Sister think of me if she knows it? A good boy with a bright future, what is it like to learn this?"

Shen Peinan loved his wife and nephew, so he went to find A Yi in private. A Yi was learning the piano with two young ladies. He was wearing white socks with small cuffs and black leather shoes, with his back straight, and the tutor was playing beside him. beat.Shen Peinan called him out, and squatted down in front of him seriously: "Boy, every mouthful of saliva is a nail, can you be responsible for what you say?"

A Yi is only five years old, with a beautiful and delicate face, eyes like black beans, she answered firmly: "Yes."

There is a hard look in the eyes, there is really blood from the Shen family.

After Christmas, Mo Qinghe officially became a master. She woke up before dawn every day, gropingly hugged Shen Peinan for a kiss, and then took A Yi to the beach to shout. Learn well.

In fact, one's own people can't teach one's own people. Mo Qinghe held a small ruler in his hand, because he didn't approve of it at the beginning, so he taught him very harshly.Ah Yi strives for strength, memorizes the opera lyrics rigorously, practices handstands, and cries when she is too bitter, with tears in her eyes, raises her legs above her head, like the hands of a clock pointing from six o'clock to twelve o'clock, standing for an hour , the hair was wet with sweat, the transparent water beads slammed on the ground, and the eyes were stubborn, as if they had made enemies with the world.

Mo Qinghe sighed in her heart that she was a good seedling, and her mouth was unforgiving, waving a small ruler to prevent him from resting. When Shen Peinan came to visit the class, seeing one big and one young was so tired, her heart melted, and she finished coaxing this and that.With Mo Qinghe's negative example, Ah Yi's relationship with him grew day by day, and he climbed onto Shen Peinan's shoulder like a monkey. Uncle and father yelled, and turned their heads to stare at Mo Qinghe angrily: "Master is not good, we No more master!"

After speaking, she really stretched out her little hand to hit him, Shen Peinan hastily hugged him aside: "Our master is the biggest, so uncle has to listen to him."

Mo Qinghe was exhausted from standing and chanting slogans all day long, and his back hurt. Shen Peinan soaked him in the bathtub, dubbing it a new type of therapy, trying to take advantage of it in different ways. Mo Qinghe saw that his motives were impure, and pushed his hand away: "Today I can't, I can't do it."

Shen Peinan massaged his back, pressed and pressed, then went around his waist with his hands, rubbed the nipples on his chest, and chatted with him while rubbing: "You don't rely on this for food, why are you so strict? "

Mo Qinghe snorted comfortably, held Shen Peinan's hand unknowingly, and guided his strength: "We all came here when we were young, no matter how good his background is, if he learns this work, he will be underestimated. Not good, I won’t be able to get ahead in my life, and I will make people smile on and off stage... I am suffering a little bit now... for the future..."

"Cheng...Chengjiaoer..." He closed his eyes, sat in the bathtub, spread his two straight legs, the heels of his legs trembled slightly, with hints and temptations, Shen Peinan stroked along the inner thighs, held the middle half The one with the head up deliberately asked him: "Do you want to get it here?"

Mo Qinghe was hit to death, her two wet arms were covered with foam, she hugged Shen Peinan's neck back, her voice was soft and nasal: "Yes."

That day Shen Peinan's movements were extraordinarily light. Mo Qinghe lay in the warm water, enjoying the kisses and hugs of his lover, as if floating in the clouds.

This city is not like Beiping. There are no harsh four seasons, and there are no crabapple flowers blooming on the branches in spring. The whole January is shrouded in continuous rain. As soon as March turns, the humid monsoon blows from the sea, bringing bright sunshine and Vigorous.

When he was in China, Mo Qinghe had never realized that China was so big, and the western world would quarrel endlessly at the slightest disturbance. He read from the newspaper that the Kuomintang-controlled area was heavily in debt, that Chiang Kai-shek was about to conscript again, and that the two parties were gearing up. He was very disappointed and lay on the rocking chair Go up, block the sun on your face with a newspaper.

More Chinese came to American soil from San Francisco, some were powerful KMT officials, some were smuggled refugees, and newspapers reported that many yellow-skinned children were running around Chinatown, skinny and with dark eyes.

The rocking chair creaked and swayed, and Mo Qinghe stretched out her body comfortably, feeling drowsy under the warm sun.

He really had a dream. In the dream, there was the big courtyard where he learned opera when he was a child, the cave dwellings in Yan'an, the thick black gunpowder smoke and bright red blood on the battlefield, the white sunshine, corn and pepper hanging on the wall, red and red. A large piece of yellow.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and began to think about what homework to arrange for A Yi tomorrow. A Yi entered a private school and learned opera from him on weekends. He lived a fulfilling life and had a smile on his face.Mo Qinghe gently tapped the palm of his hand with the newspaper, reminiscing about the long dream just now, and found it very interesting. His life was full of ups and downs, and he went in a big circle, but he returned to the original place.

Footsteps sounded from behind, Shen Peinan walked in, leaning on the back of the rocking chair with both hands, Mo Qinghe raised her face to beg for a kiss, glanced at a bright phoenix crown on the table from the corner of her eye, and a thought flashed through her mind.

He was excited, and subconsciously gritted his teeth, Shen Peinan took a deep breath, and covered his bleeding lips: "Tsk, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Qinghe quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, gesturing excitedly: "Brother Shen, I have an idea."

"I want to take advantage of Senior Brother Liu Chu's presence here, bring a few more children, and form a troupe."

"Look, our Chinese dramas are no worse than foreigners' ones. It's a pity that good things can't be passed on after all these years of fighting in China." His eyes flashed with excitement. I have connections, and I have connections with several universities. It shouldn’t be a problem to organize a performance or two. And my second brother, I’ll ask him to send some manuscripts to the newspaper. Brother Shen, I really want foreigners to read our own thing!"

Shen Peinan looked at him and was happy: "You are so welcome, you are a big family member once you use it. Would you like to inform your sister-in-law that she acted in movies before she got married."

Mo Qinghe was quite embarrassed: "Is it okay?"

Shen Peinan lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and lightly pinched Mo Qinghe's shoulder: "Okay, you pay the people, and I pay the money."