Painted skin jade series

Chapter 38: The Waking of Insects

It's just that Wang Xu'an is a capricious, unfeeling and indifferent person in his bones, who loves the new and dislikes the old. He speaks sweet words and sweet words, but his heart is different after all.

In his opinion, making love is as common as eating, and hugging a boy is as fun as hugging a girl. If it is a hobby, it is a preference for immature virgins. Among them, boys are better than girls, and they are equally tender and more resilient. Degree, resistant to manipulation.

Before, the mood of playing like a cat teasing a mouse faded away after getting Li Meijue completely, mixed with honey for a while.Fortunately, the three sons of the Li family were not like ordinary waiters, who would be aggressive and stalking after a few days of seeing each other. Wang Xu'an got used to returning to him after spending time outside.

Wang Xu'an was young, unmarried, his parents were away, and he had no sisters or brothers. The house was large but empty, so he didn't go back often except to change clothes and get things. He treated the Li family as half of his family.With this level of affection, he will help the Li family if he can, and treats Li Meijue with kind words and pleasant expressions.

The Li family got benefits, so they treated this benefactor as half-son-in-law, and got along with the whole family.Li Meijue's ups and downs had nowhere to go, as time passed, the real and the fake were tied to Wang Xu'an, and for two years, except for Wang Xu'an, no one else got close to her.

From the age of 13 to the age of 15, children grow up quickly. Li Meijue is about the same height as Wang Xuan in a blink of an eye. His eyebrows and eyes are long, sparse and well-proportioned. He is gentle and charming, but also vigorous and vigorous. It is not as good as Li Meifang's appearance and temperament. But it's even higher.In terms of academics, she has achieved both in figure and singing skills. She is born clean and ugly, and she plays whatever role she looks like. More and more people are cheering her on.

It was another summer, after the scorching heat, there was a thunderstorm. When the rain stopped, the sky was still bright, the sun was above, and there was no burning fire.

The stone road leading to the courtyard of the Li family was wet and a little slippery to walk on. The walls on both sides of the road were old and blue. To the touch, they were uneven. I don’t know which dynasty it was repaired. Grass.

Shaking a small bottle of sesame oil in his hand, humming a little tune, he walked home.

Scenes flashed before my eyes, Chen Yuhui seemed to fall into the past without the past, Li Meijue's past, watching the familiar and unfamiliar street scenes and characters flashed before my eyes one after another, visible, silent, jumping not open.

Are you dreaming?This idea clearly appeared in my head, because I was having such a long dream, so I was tired, and my chest felt like a big stone was pressed, and I couldn't hurt or cry.In a dream, therefore, the direction the eyes look, the place the hand touches, and the sound that comes out of the mouth are not my own, and I cannot control them.

If it is a dream, why is it so clear and organized?Like what happened in real life, sinking in more and more, moving erratically, even touching the wall, the roughness experienced by the fingertips, the discomfort of holding the oil bottle, the bottle rope being cut into the finger flesh, humming a little song, the leisure afternoon The feeling of laziness fits perfectly, as if he is a ghost, attached to Li Meijue in his dream.

If it is a dream, wake up quickly, the feeling of heavy limbs and swollen head is uncomfortable, and the experience of being forcibly poured into other people's subtle feelings is even more uncomfortable.

Water drops dripped from the eaves of the wall, and the sound of babbling and singing came from the wall. The young man with the oil bottle stopped, stopped humming, listened carefully, ran to the door happily, opened the door and entered the courtyard .

On the wooden platform built by wooden stakes, a danjiao in a brocade floral dress is swinging his sleeves to sing lyrics, his head and face are not completely covered, his jet-black hair has been smoothed out with pomade, a few braids have been put together, and beads are used one by one for hairpins. There is a white flower on the sideburns, she looks very charming, she really looks like a sick Xi Shi, with a euphemistic singing voice and a delicate figure.

The people inside and outside the courtyard did not know where they all went, it was empty.There are several rows of stools under the stage. Li Meijue's second sister, Li Chunyi, is wearing a men's daily gown. She is sitting in the first row. When she sees Li Meijue, she glances at her, and without saying a word, she strides towards the back of the stage. up.

On the stage, Li Meifang is singing.

Under the stage, Li Meijue sat quietly in the second row of chairs, lying on the back of the chair in front, quietly listening to the music.

The song is "Bai Lan Chang", which tells the story of a pair of lovers who love each other, are separated by their parents, die and live, and reunite after several reincarnations.The illusory dynasty, the infatuation and sadness that have not changed for thousands of years, make people feel a little bit turbulent and sad.

Everyone hopes to give unreservedly, to have a relationship that lasts forever, to be a lifelong partner, but this kind of flawless relationship is only in the play, where sadness and sweetness are heavily painted, and the emotions flowing from the corners of the actors' eyes and brows make people feel happy. The listener is hooked into a world that doesn't exist.

Li Meijue recalled that when rehearsing for this "Bai Lan Chang", the second sister took the script and said disdainfully, if he were, she would not miss her dead wife for the rest of her life.

After all, the human body is fragile and cannot be afforded excessive wear and tear. Once Li Meifang's days of drunkenness and luxury were too long, her body would suffer from serious and minor illnesses. The small stove in Li's family was constantly frying black and thick medicine.Huanqia's benefactors still visit frequently, messing about life and death, and the result is that they are completely lying on the couch, and they can't even get on the stage.

Fortunately, both Li Chunyi and Li Meijue can take the stage, and the Li family's class will not be left behind.

After Li Meifang fell ill, she hid in the big house all day and never went outside.The doctor said that it is forbidden to interact with others, so Li's father and mother even banned their own family from entering and leaving. Li Meifang's meals, medicines, baths and changes of clothes were all taken care of by the second girl.Even Li Meijue rarely saw his elder brother.

So when I went home and heard Li Meifang singing, I was very happy. It would be great if my eldest brother could sing on stage.But listening to the singing skills on the stage, but the melody is becoming more and more sad, I feel a little bit suspended in my heart, brother, this is not good, it is obvious that he has fallen into a demonic disease.

When the tone was getting worse, the blue curtain behind the stage was lifted, and a heroic martial artist walked out, holding a sword in his hand, singing with full of vigor, and forcibly pulling up the slipping voice of the dan corner.It's the second sister.

Li Meijue listened to the two people on the stage supporting the play, only to feel immersed in the play and out of the play, watching and listening, everything was not good, Hua Dan was beautiful and gentle, Wu Sheng was handsome and domineering, a very good match.This is his eldest brother and second sister.

Just as the singing was about to start, Hua Dan, a front servant, vomited a mouthful of blood without warning, spattering the white brocade clothes, and her body as light as a butterfly landed in Wu Sheng's arms.

Li Meijue stood up in shock, the bottle in her hand crashed against the back of the chair, fell to the ground, made a circle, tied the rope, and the oil paper wrapped around the mouth of the bottle came loose, and Huang Leng's oil seeped into the mud. .Li Meijue ran over like crazy, looked at the livid-faced second sister, hugged her elder brother and jumped off the stage, and said anxiously, "Go to the doctor!"

Li Meijue ran fast, and Chen Yuhui felt that she was also running along. The shock and anxiety in Li Meijue's heart also crossed into his heart. He was him and he was not him, so he couldn't tell the difference.

Li Meifang's condition worsened, and some good friends came to inquire, but Li Chunyi kicked them out.

The business of Lijiaban is as sluggish as Li Meifang's illness.

It was originally a troupe from out of town, supported by a few songs by Li Meifang. Now, the protagonist has collapsed, and it seems that the good days are far away.The rest are picky and picky, not as good-looking as the big one, not as soft as the big one, singing so-so, and after all, they won’t suffer from socializing and socializing if they eat well.

The Li family's parents couldn't make it through, so they called Wang Xu'an, who had frequent contacts, to find a solution.

What good idea can Wang Xu'an, a slick-looking but reckless rogue, come up with? He even asked the Li family's parents to spend their own money to fix a few seats on the table. All the acquainted sons and lords came to have a drink, to stabilize the old friendship.

The parents of the Li family couldn't think of any other good way, so they really went to buy it. In the ready-made yard, they set up a mat and a stage, so that the children in the team, big and small, could tidy up, sing opera, drum music , Accompanied by wine, must make the guests happy.