Lord Rabbit

The news of Mrs. Hong's death came.

Shou'an was not surprised to receive this news. Beiping City was in turmoil, and even Shou'an couldn't bear it, let alone a sick old lady.It's just that Qin Cha stood there, staring blankly for a long time before slowly saying, "I'll go to Hong's house..."

"What are you doing at Hong's house!" Shou'an stopped him, "You are..." He swallowed back the words "you're making fun of yourself".

Mrs. Hong's coffin was stopped at the gate of the city. The gate was strictly checked, and a few Japanese guarded it. The gate refused to open. There was no way.

"Master Hong!"

After hearing the reputation, Master Hong looked over, and with dizzy eyes, he could barely recognize that it was the leader of Guichuan's class.

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak, he really couldn't remember the name of the class leader, let alone what he was doing this time.

"Can I give the old lady a ride?" Only then did Master Hong notice that Qin Cha was dressed in black, which was completely different from the colorful clothes that actors usually wear.But he didn't want to think about it so much, he nodded eagerly, "The coffin can't be sent out, if it takes a few more days, she will rot!"

Qin Cha's nose was sore. He looked at the old man with white hair and red eyes, and then at the heavy black coffin. The servants of the Hong family had almost left, and only a few servants were left with their heads down, following behind next to the coffin.

If Sheng Yi saw it, he would cry so sadly.

"Why can't it be shipped out?" Qin Cha asked.

"I don't know." Master Hong rubbed his eyes, "The Japanese won't let it out, this, this... Well, do you know the Japanese well? Don't the Japanese often go to your place to listen to operas? Please help me to ask, help Me, okay?" Master Hong was in a hurry, and he didn't care if what he said was appropriate or not, but fortunately, Qin Cha didn't care.

How is Qincha familiar with the Japanese? There are so many guests in Guichuan, he doesn’t care whether they are Japanese or Chinese, as long as he sits under the stage, they are all guests, and Qincha must make them happy.

But now, Qin Cha had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked up to a Japanese, "Your!" Before he could speak, the Japanese waved his gun at him brazenly, signaling him to back off.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say "Taijun" no matter what. He clenched his teeth tightly, biting the last dignity of a Chinese.

Turning his head, he saw Master Hong looking at him eagerly. He was much older, with gray hair and deep wrinkles. He was standing under the scorching sun, looking at him so pleadingly and urgently.

He is not the rich and well-dressed Mr. Hong more than ten years ago. His waist is so bent, so bent. Qin Cha doesn't know whether it is age that bends his waist, or the grief of losing the country that makes him bend. .

He finally reached out and took out some silver dollars from his body. He touched again and found a cold, rabbit-shaped thing. He hesitated for a moment, then put it back.He just handed over the silver dollars, raised his chin towards Master Hong, and signaled to let them go. The Japanese took it, padded it, and nodded to let them in.

Not far away, a Japanese man in a kimono was about to walk towards the city gate, but was stopped.

"Ichiro, you can't break the rules just because it's him, this is the request of the superior!"

"I know."

"you…"

"Let them go out and kill the soldier who took the things."

After speaking, the man in military uniform left, while the one in kimono stayed where he was, shaking his head helplessly.

"Ichiro, if it weren't for your affection for Yamada, you would be a better fighter."

After leaving the city, white paper money filled the sky, and some landed on Qin Cha's shoulders. Qin Cha didn't say a word, but followed behind Master Hong, "Why did the old lady just leave?"

"Sooner or later, sooner or later," Master Hong sighed, "After the fall of Beiping, the Japanese came here every now and then to turn things upside down, confiscated land, robbed valuables, and took away pretty girls. All the servants ran and got caught, the Hong family is going to end, and it will be a matter of time before she and I fall down."

Qin Cha sighed, "Sheng Yi shouldn't have left."

Master Hong became excited, "Should, should, why shouldn't, the country is in trouble, he should be at the forefront, although our family is ruined, but he can stand up, it is the pride of our Hong family for generations!"

Qin Cha didn't say a word, he had to admit that what Master Hong said was reasonable, Sheng Yi was willing to take up the gun and fight the Japanese bloody, it was better than nodding and bowing to the invaders in the city, although the thought of When Sheng Yi was on the battlefield, Qin Cha's heart would still ache, but he still felt very proud. Sheng Yi was an indomitable hero, and he wished that everyone in Beiping would know.

He suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Where is the second young master?"

Master Hong was shocked, and hesitantly said in a low voice, "What does he know? People who have lost their country are still in the mood to talk to ladies, play cards, and play. The Japanese do things!...Peking seems to have nothing to do with him, he doesn't care about the territory, his compatriots, he doesn't care, alas, if he can learn a little bit of the quality of life!...."

Master Hong was really angry. His white hair and beard were shaking together, and his chest was heaving violently. Qin Cha hurried over to support him, but instead he was tightly shook hands, "You...you are a good boy. Look at it before You were still singing during the melee in Beiping. I thought you were a business woman who didn’t know the hatred of subjugation. Now it seems that I was wrong. I admire you for being neither humble nor overbearing in the face of those Japanese just now. Why are we Chinese in our own home? What about bowing to them? If you don’t come, I’ve already made up my mind, and I’ll die on the coffin, and we’ll die together in Peiping, and I won’t beg them once!”

Qin Cha suddenly felt that Master Hong's words were like boulders rolling down a cliff, stirring up waves in his heart.

Master Hong has changed. In his childhood impression, he was always so serious. He is Sheng Yi's father, but every time Qin Cha sees him, he doesn't hold Sheng Yi's hand, but walks in front alone. fast.Sheng Yi wanted to see Qin Cha, even dozens of servants of the Hong family couldn't stop him, the only one who could stop him was Master Hong.

Sometimes, when Qincha had dinner and practiced in the courtyard, Sheng Yi would come over the wall in the dark, patted Qincha on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Rabbit, I'm coming, my father..."

"Hush" Qin Cha put her finger on Sheng Yi's lips, "I guess, your father must say..."

After finishing speaking, he straightened himself up, imitating Master Hong, and said, "You brat, you know how to play in one day, and the Hong family's face will be embarrassing to you. Can you read the book quietly and practice?" Words, you have to run around like a wild kid, what do you want to become, why don't you learn well, how did I give birth to something like you!"

When Master Hong lost his temper, he always started with "You brat" and ended with "How did I give birth to you".He never cared about whether there were people around him, and always scolded Sheng Yi all the time.In front of Qin Cha several times, scolding his son while cursing Qin Cha around the corner.

Qin Cha can tell that she can only pretend to be stupid, otherwise, what can happen, Master Hong's assets can lift the bottom of Guichuan with just a breath.

"How did I give birth to you!" Master Hong scolded Sheng Yi when he pulled Sheng Yi out of Guichuan again.

Sheng Yi felt that he couldn't lose face after having suffered such a blow in front of Qin Cha for no reason, so he countered, not to be outdone, "Then you held back back then?"

"Pfft..." Qin Cha almost couldn't help laughing, Master Hong's face turned red and white, and he simply moved his hands, "I'll kill you little bastard!"

No matter how courageous Sheng Yi was, he didn't dare to hit his father, so he quickly hid behind Qin Cha, "It's reasonable, why did you do it for no reason!"

Qin Cha knew that Mr. Hong looked down on him, but he would never beat him and drop his price.So he stood in front of Sheng Yi, holding back a smile and persuading the fight, "Master, master, don't be angry, just talk if you have something to say."

"Fuck you, fuck you!" Master Hong was too angry to speak.

"Father, if you have something to say, don't let my mother know about it." Sheng Yi still had a playful smile that was not afraid of death.

"Okay, okay." Qin Cha nudged Sheng Yi with her elbow, signaling him not to go too far.Sheng Yi immediately restrained his smile, lowered his head and stood beside Qin Cha.

When Master Hong saw his son listening to an actor like this, he became even more angry. He pointed to Qin Cha's nose and said, "Sheng Yi, let me tell you, you'd better stay away from this kind of stuff!"

The boss of Qincha was not happy to hear this, so he shouted at him from a distance, "Yo, Master Hong, I am not happy to hear your words, tell me, our famous actor in Guichuan, I What is your disciple?"

Master Hong didn't say a word anymore. If he quarreled with a group of actors because of his lax son, and it spread to make people laugh, he would give his son an annoyed look and say, "Come home with me!" . " After finishing speaking, he strode out of the gate of Guichuan, as if he had won a battle.

Sheng Yi shrugged, winked his eyes at Qin Cha, and said, "Then I'll go first!" Qin Cha smiled and nodded at him, and said in a low voice, "See you tomorrow."

Master waved at Qin Cha to signal that he needn't take Master Hong's words to heart. "He's just an old rascal!" said the master.

Qin Cha couldn't help but laugh.

"But" the master changed the subject, "You should stay away from that young master. He is a young master, and you are an opera singer. You can treat him as someone in the play, but don't take him seriously. Treat him with the emotion in the play." That’s fine, if you’re sincere, you’ll be the only one who will suffer.”

Qin Cha didn't understand, he listened to everything the master said, but this time he didn't understand, what he invested in the play was true emotion!

Later, Sheng Yi learned to be smart, he knew to take a book to find Qin Cha, Qin Cha practiced, and he memorized the book beside him, raising his eyes to glance at Qin Cha from time to time.

"Why?" Qin Cha was amused by his appearance.

"Endorsement, my father asked me to go back and recite it for him."

Qin Cha laughed and said, "Then can you memorize it like this?"

"I can't carry it in."

"Then you go home and carry it"

"I want to see you"

"Then are you reading a book or watching me?"

"I..." Sheng Yi was helpless, "Why are you like Mr., reading books, don't look at me. Look at me, what book are you looking down at?"

"Where did you recite?" Qin Cha asked.

"Summer insects are indescribable..."

"Summer insects can't talk about ice, but stick to the time; well frogs can't talk about the sea, but stick to emptiness; musicians can't talk about Tao, but stick to teaching." Qin Cha casually continued.

"Wow, amazing!" Sheng Yi was so startled that he almost dropped the book, "How did you memorize it?"

"How many times have you said it? I've heard it all. If I can't remember this, how can I remember those libretto?"

Sheng Yi threw the book away, "Go and read for me, I'm not good at reading!"

"Come here less" Qin Cha smiled and threw the book to him, "I want your father to know..."

"You brat!" The two of them imitated Master Hong's tone in unison, and immediately burst into laughter.

Qin Cha now looks at the old Master Hong, and suddenly thinks of the past, the time of suffering that he thought was frightening, but now in the pain of subjugation, before leaving Shengyi, it has become a sweet memory

Although Beiping is temporarily occupied, there are still many people like Sheng Yi and Mr. Hong who are willing to defend the country.Qin Cha feels that the bad news these days is only temporary, and one day, one day, he will overcome it.

But when he went back, he saw the plaque of Hong's house standing so proudly, but it was obvious that the gate of the courtyard hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the gate was no longer closed so tightly, but was covered up in a sickly way. Then, open your mouth.

With such a big Hong family becoming like this, Qincha in Guichuan couldn't help being afraid.

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