[Meng Hetang] Enchanted

In a luxury villa in Shanghai, Kong Zedong angrily threw books and laptops on the table, cursing: "You bastard!"

Mother Kong stood in front of Kong Yuchen and defended, "Why are you scolding your son? I sent Xiaobai back to Beijing! You have the ability to scold me!"

"I haven't seen her for a year. I wanted to let her go home and admit her mistake with me, and be intimate with me, but you actually brought this brat around to mess around? It's all right now, and I'm back in Beijing again. I don't know when I'll be back..." Father Kong muttered aggrievedly.

Mother Kong came when Father Kong was at a low point. At that time, Father Kong had no house or car, lived in the basement, and had to walk dozens of miles to work every day, but she had no complaints and no regrets. From his own perspective, Kong Zedong is indeed a really good man. After his life improved, he did not abandon his poor wife. Even if his wife was barren, he never brought it up. Mom brought it up first.

You have been with me through hardships, and now you are naturally qualified to share joys and sorrows!

No matter what happens, Father Kong will rely on Mother Kong.In the cognition of Kong Yuchen and Kong Qingke, the father is a strict wife!From childhood to adulthood, no matter what mistakes the two of them made, as soon as the mother stepped out, the sky would fall and the father would not dare to say a word...

Mother Kong curled her lips and said, "That girl's temper is exactly the same as yours. She can't be stubborn. Is it possible for you to let her admit her mistake? Besides, I saw her boyfriend. That young man is good-looking and treats Xiao Barley well." , is a reliable one, not necessarily better than the few young and promising rich and young people in your picture!"

"What do you know? Ask your son, how is his wife? Are we seeing people wrongly? What has that damn girl experienced, and does she know how to understand the world? She will be deceived again! Besides, who to turn to?" No way, find someone who talks about cross talk. Wouldn’t it be a disadvantage if you quarreled so much? Then he performs every day, and she can bear so many audiences hugging and holding hands? Find someone who talks about cross talk. It’s fine, it’s a second marriage, Was her head kicked by a donkey?!"

Father Kong finished this passage in one breath, leaving Kong Yuchen and Mother Kong speechless.

Dangdang... Hearing the knock on the door, Mother Kong shouted, "Come in!"

A girl in home clothes came in gently, looked at Kong Yuchen, and said in a soft voice: "Dad, Mom, I made pear soup for Yuchen, let him taste it, I will send the old one to the bedroom gone."

Such a sensible girl is Kong Yuchen's wife, the girl he didn't love but was forced to marry.

And this girl doesn't actually love him, she also had to marry because of an arranged marriage, fortunately, Kong Yuchen is also easy to get along with, husband and wife for many years, although there is no emotional basis, but they can be regarded as peaceful and respectful to each other.

"Xiao Barley hasn't come back yet?" Since she is Kong Qingke's sister-in-law, the girl asked with concern.

"If you don't come back, don't come back! Save yourself being scolded when you come back!"

"Don't say Xiaobai doesn't understand you, even I sometimes don't understand you. You tried your best to get her into the company before, and now you try your best to prevent her from coming back. You two are really interesting."

Kong Yuchen smiled slightly, looked at the bedroom where Kong Qingke lived, his eyes darkened, and he murmured: "Don't come back, otherwise, there will be another tragedy in this family."

Two days later, on a certain expressway in Beijing, a Jaguar speeded past...

Qing Barley was sitting in the co-pilot, tucking his seat belt uncomfortably, and asked with a frown, "Aren't you going to invite me to a movie? Why don't you just say something?"

"I'm going to the movies." Meng Hetang said with a serious face.

Qing Barley looked around, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said solemnly: "Are you fooling the ghost with the newspaper on the grave? This is going to the suburbs immediately after leaving Beijing?"

"It's a movie. I'll take you to see Teacher Yu's life of eating, drinking and having fun."

"What?" the girl shouted in surprise, unable to keep her mouth shut.

"Oh, I'm going, you scared me."

"Yu Yu Yu Yu..."

"Woo~~ That's Mr. Yu Qian. I'll take you to his private zoo." Brother Meng explained with a smile.

Qing Barley forced a smile and said, "Is it the "Heaven strikes and thunder strikes the paradise of pets" in Mr. Guo's joke?"

Brother Meng also echoed, "That's right, that's right."

(In fact, it is called Tianjingdihuapet Paradise)

"!!!"

Meng Hetang looked at the shocked look of the girl, then smiled and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, it's Teacher Yu who wants to meet you."

"See me? Why?" After Qing Barley asked this question, he regretted it. He closed his eyes and patted his forehead. Are you stupid?Meng Hetang is the godson of teacher Yu Qian, and he is Meng Hetang's relationship partner. It is only natural for elders to want to meet younger generations.

Meng Hetang smiled at Qing Barley and said, "I heard that you won the championship, and he is even more curious about you."

The girl smiled slightly, looking into the distance through the car window.

After getting off the expressway, there was still a small road to go to Teacher Yu's private zoo, because the dirt road had some potholes, Meng Hetang's car moved very slowly, but this just gave Qing Barley a chance to enjoy the scenery along the way.

From a small village not far away, the sounds of erhu, yueqin, and other musical instruments needed for Peking Opera performances aroused Qing Barley’s curiosity. He kept shaking Meng Hetang’s arm and shouted repeatedly: “Listen, listen, listen!”

Brother Meng was so dazed that he was almost confused, and said, "Listen... I heard..."

"Are you in a hurry? I'm not in a hurry, I want to go down and have a look!" Qing Barley looked at Meng Hetang and asked expectantly.

"What is there to watch? If you want to listen to Peking Opera, I can take you to the Grand Theater at any time. Otherwise, I will ask Niannian for help. Mei Shang Chengxun, she knows all the Peking Opera actors!"

"That's different. This is a play in the countryside. It must be different from the theater."

"Then I'll park the car and go down with you for a walk."

"Ah."

After all, Brother Meng still dotes on his girl...

The village is very small, with occasional sparse two-story buildings, which are different from the courtyard houses in the old city of Beijing, but the stage they set up is very large. The voices of Peking opera actors and traditional musical instruments are very crisp and clear, and can be heard from old people. Far.

There was a lot of empty seats under the stage, and only a few grandparents in the front row were watching. Young people like Meng Hetang and Kong Qingke were not rare, but there were none at all.

But it’s not surprising that in a place like Beijing, young people definitely don’t have time to appreciate this kind of art. What they should do is to support their families and work hard.

Kong Qingke and Meng Hetang stood quietly at the back, not disturbing the grandparents in front of the opera, Qingke said quietly: "There are not many people under the stage, and they still sing so hard."

"When Master first founded the Deyun Society, there was only one old man who went to Tianqiao to listen to the cross talk, and more than a dozen actors on the stage had to work hard because they gave money..."

The ancestors once said that once a play starts, it must be finished even if there is no one in the audience. If people don't listen, it doesn't mean that ghosts and gods don't listen.

"Concubine Yu" on the stage sang: "I am alone here thinking to myself, and I suddenly heard the singing of Chu State in the enemy camp~"

"Singing~" In the last sentence, Qing Barley harmonized with the actors on the stage with an opera accent, and the "Concubine Yu" on the stage smiled at her, as if she had found a resonance.

Meng Hetang's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, he didn't even dare to laugh, he just looked shocked: "Wow! You can be funny!"

Qing Barley scratched his head embarrassingly: "Jiu Liang taught me."

"It's great, it's great." Meng Hetang gave his girl a thumbs up, his face full of affirmation.

Qing Barley smiled and said, "Let's go..."

"Ah?" Brother Meng was taken aback, "No... don't you want to watch it?"

Kong Qingbari didn't reply, he just pulled Meng Hetang's sleeve and left.

"Don't watch it now?"

"I wanted to continue watching, but after thinking about it, I decided not to." Qing Barley walked to the car and explained.

"Why don't you want to watch it all of a sudden?"

Qing Barley glanced longingly at the stage in the distance behind him, listened to the babbling "Farewell My Concubine", and said with a smile: "Art should be reserved for those who understand it. I don't understand it, so forget it."

"You do not understand?"

"Um……"

What Qing Barley said was true, she knew nothing about opera, she couldn't understand even the opera words read by the actors, the babbling opera sound was really nice, but unfortunately, she didn't like it.

"Then why do you still ask Jiuliang to learn opera opera?"

Because you like it...

Qing Barley shook his head, didn't say anything, just smiled, but Meng Hetang seemed to understand a little bit in his heart, he opened the car door for the girl thoughtfully, put his hand on her head, blocking the door frame, and closed the car door again.

This is the rivers and lakes.

What is arena?

The place where there are people is the rivers and lakes.

Everyone in the world is benefiting.

Only the Jianghu entertainers in my great China, carry forward traditional culture and inherit folk art as a means of making a living, which is admirable and admirable.

When we arrived at the racecourse, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had already begun to turn red.

Guo Degang and Teacher Yu Qian sat on rattan and bamboo chairs beside them, drinking jasmine tea from home, listening to ditties, and enjoying a beautiful and rare afternoon.

The two ladies were sitting on the other side of the horse farm, peeling chestnuts and chatting, the colorful clouds reflected on them, very leisurely.

In the middle of the racecourse, there are ponies transported from Holland. Teacher Yu has named each of them, and professional zoo staff take care of them. The ponies sometimes play and sometimes rest, and their lives are more comfortable than many people. .

Teacher Yu put down his teacup, stood up and said, "Mr. Guo, let me show you my sweat-blooded BMW that I just brought from Inner Mongolia!"

Teacher Guo gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Oh, I don't like the little ones anymore, I'm raising the big ones instead."

"European horses are good, but our Chinese BMWs are not bad either!" After speaking, Teacher Yu went to the stables.

Seeing Yu Qian leave, Bai Huiming immediately said, "Come on, he's showing off his new horse again."

Wang Hui asked curiously: "Huh? Brother Qian'er brought back another horse?"

Bai Huiming said helplessly: "No, but this time it's not a pony. I got a big one for me. It's a horse from the Inner Mongolia prairie. My God, I have a headache!"

Wang Hui: "Brother Qian'er likes it, let him raise it. There is someone to take care of it, so you don't have to worry about it."

"That's right! Oops~~ It's so relaxing that the two tossing ghosts are not here." Teacher Bai Huiming adjusted his sitting posture and said with a smile.

Wang Hui: "There are so many big brothers in the Deyun club playing with them, now, I probably won't even remember you."

Bai Huiming: "That's right. Eh? Where's Dalin? It seems like I haven't seen him for a long time?"

Wang Hui: "My son is busy now, very busy, busier than his father."

Bai Huiming: "Okay! It's gradually becoming popular!"

When Qing Barley got out of the car, he saw about thirty ponies, and joked, "Wow, they are so cute, even the horses are cuter than you."

Brother Meng rolled his eyes, with a look of wanting to laugh but holding back, he said, "Roll, roll, roll~~~"

"What are you talking about!" Qing Barley slapped Meng Hetang on the shoulder, pretending to be angry.

"wrong……"

Should I say it or not, this man in love is really humble~

Meng Hetang walked into the racecourse holding Qing Barley's hand, saw Teacher Guo drinking tea leisurely, and immediately stepped forward to say hello: "Master."

Teacher Guo said kindly: "Hey, hey. Huh? There is no performance today?"

"No." Sure enough, in front of his elders, Brother Meng became a good boy who didn't talk much in seconds.

Guo Degang shifted his gaze to the girl next to Meng Hetang, and asked, "Who is this girl?"

Meng Hetang hurriedly introduced: "Ah, let me introduce you, her name is Kong Qingke."

Kong Qingke froze in place: "..."

Brother Meng shook Qing Barley's little hand, and Qing Barley immediately reacted, and said obediently: "Oh, hello, Master. Ha, it's the first time I saw Teacher Guo who didn't wear a coat. I was so...too nervous, hehe..."

The girl scratched her head with a smirk, and Mr. Guo Degang smiled lovingly, looked at his apprentice, and then swept the barley up and down, and suddenly understood a little bit in his heart.

The two teachers Wang Hui and Bai Huiming next to each other also looked at each other. There are some things that have long been self-evident as best friends for many years.

"Degang! Look at my horse!" At this time, Teacher Yu Qian walked over with his BMW. Except for the brownish red tail, the rest of the horse was as white as snow. The eyeballs are spiritual at first glance.

When Qing Barley saw this horse for the first time, he blurted out: "What a horse!"

Teacher Yu's ears were sharp, and he followed the sound. When he saw the barley, he smiled kindly and asked with concern, "Is this... the barley?"

Guo Degang: "Hey! Do you know Brother Qian'er too?"

"It was I who asked them to come. It's the first time I've met you today. Come on! Girl! How about this horse?"

Meng Hetang looked at Qing Barley curiously, and Qing Barley stepped forward to stroke the horse's hair unhurriedly, and said with a smile, "This horse's coat is shiny, and its nose is also big. It is said in the Book of Appreciation of Horses: "A big nose leads to big lungs. If you have big lungs, you can run." When I walked over just now, I saw that he was full of energy, and the footprints of his hind feet exceeded that of his front hooves. He was able to run, and he was also young."

Teacher Yu Qian nodded appreciatively, and praised: "Sure enough, I understand horses."

Meng Hetang looked at Qing Barley in amazement. This was another discovery of her immortal skills. He really had a discerning eye. The girl in the picture was so outstanding!

No one is perfect, maybe Kong Qingke will not learn how to listen to opera, how to applaud, how to appreciate the cultural treasures left by her ancestors, such traditional things, but she likes excitement, can bungee jumping, racing cars, and horse riding , this is her charm, and this is what Meng Xianghui likes.