Listening to the conversation between mother and son, Chen Shaoqing's expression changed slightly and he was very embarrassed.

Mo Bei looked at his embarrassed look and couldn't help but smile at him: "Okay, Mr. Chen, you wait for me here, I'll buy you a candied haws and I'll come back, okay?"

She said softly, and Chen Shaoqing was a little embarrassed and nodded in agreement to her: "I know, I know, you go quickly, I will wait for you here."

"Then I'll be back soon."

While talking, Mo Bei put his guide stick in his hand and let him hold it.

I walked quickly forward and rushed to the "candied haws" stall a hundred meters away.

"Boss, here's a bunch of candied haws." She took out some change from her trouser bag and handed it to the boss.

When I took out the money, it took some effort because my pants bag was too tight.

She was a little troubled, but she had no choice. She couldn't carry her pink little satchel. She was worried that if Chen Shaoqing found some clues that day when she wore it, it would be difficult for her to explain it.

"Girl, would you like to buy just one?" asked the candied haws stall owner.

Mo Wei thought about it for a while, then gave up the idea of ​​buying just one. She felt that something was not right and would make him suspicious.

"Well... take another bunch and buy two."

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you."

After saying that, the candied haws stall owner took out the candied haws she wanted to buy from the small transparent box: "Girl, do you want to put it in a bag?"

Mo Bei looked at it and smiled, then stretched out her hand to take the candied haws in his hand: "Thank you stall owner, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, I can just hold it with my hands."

…

At the stop of the temple fair, when Mo Lei left to buy candied haws, Chen Shaoqing heard the sound of opera singing, and then got up and left with the guide stick.

When Mo Wei came back with the candied haws, he was nowhere to be seen. She was busy asking passers-by while holding the candied haws.

"Uncle, have you seen where the man sitting here has gone?" she asked anxiously.

Passers-by waved their hands to express ignorance. Mo Bei even asked several people like this, but no one knew where he had gone.

She was helpless and anxious, afraid that she would lose him, and she squatted on the ground and cried out of worry.

Shaoqing, where have you been? Didn't you agree not to run around?

After shedding tears for a moment, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket. Just when she was about to tell Li Dongyuan to help him find him, she heard a voice coming from the distance.

It’s hard to face the haggard eyes full of autumn

The maple leaves on the mountainside are red and dyed

Can’t bear to look back on old travels

I remember that in March, the West Lake was as spring as embroidery

Married Xu Lang under the beautiful moonlight

I really hope that husband and wife will love and grow old together.

...(Note: Selected from the Yue Opera song in The Legend of White Snake)

She turned her head, looked at the stage set up in the distance, and walked quickly over. Chen Shaoqing was sitting under the stage, quietly listening to them singing opera.

Mo Bei walked behind him and knelt down to see if he was injured. When she saw that he was not injured, she burst into tears.

"Where have you gone? I've been looking for you for a long time, and I thought I lost you. Didn't you just stay where you were and wait for me to come back?"

Chen Shaoqing was surprised for a moment. Hearing her cry, it was so similar to Mo Wei's, and his heart felt empty at this moment.

Whether it was a habit or a true inner reaction, Chen Shaoqing's hand naturally touched her head. Even he didn't know why he did it, but he couldn't control himself.

"Stop crying, Miss Xueqing, I'm really hateful, running around in a place like this makes you worried." Chen Shaoqing comforted her.

Mo Wei rubbed her eyes and did not blame him. But when she heard this drama, she knew exactly why Chen Shaoqing came here.

…

What story do you want to hear?

Hmm... Xu Xian and White Snake.

Then I will tell you slowly. This book is just right to lull you to sleep.

…

Mo Wei recalled what happened three years ago. At that time, in order to coax her to sleep, he would coax her at the same time every day. Even if something happened, he would inform himself in advance.

She turned away, took a deep breath, and said to him in a calm tone: "Mr. Chen, I bought you the candied haws on a stick. Please try it quickly to see if it tastes good."

As she said that, she divided one of the candied haws in her hand and handed it to him.

Chen Shaoqing took a bite and smiled: "Well, it tastes good. Thank you Xue Qing."

She hesitated for a moment, looked at the stage, and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you like listening to this play?"

He remained silent.

Mo Bei: "I'm just asking."

She added, fearing that she had said something wrong and would not be able to correct it.

Chen Shaoqing seemed to pretend not to hear the question she asked, sitting silently on the chair.

"Mr. Chen..."

"Miss Xueqing, if it's okay, you can sit next to me and listen together." He interrupted what she wanted to say, which must have been intentional.

Mo Bei stopped talking and sat quietly on the chair next to him as he asked, watching the dexterous opera performers on the stage perform vividly.

…

Chen Shaoqing: "Miss Xueqing, please let those artists sing it again. I want to hear a complete piece."

After the opera ended, Chen Shaoqing turned to look at her and said to her.

Mo Bei looked at the singer who had left the stage and stood up in a hurry: "Mr. Chen, you can't run around anymore this time. I'll go tell the troupe."

Chen Shaoqing nodded and sat on the chair. This time he was not going anywhere.

Mo Wei trotted up to the troupe and asked, "Can you perform it again?"

They looked at her and shook their heads: "Girl, our time has been arranged. That's it for this opera. There will be other arrangements later. You can listen to other operas."

Mo Wei was a little helpless, but when she looked back at Chen Shaoqing, who was still waiting for the opera, she didn't want to give up.

"Is it okay for you to watch it like this? I'll give you an appearance fee. Is it okay for you to perform the whole show again?"

Troupe: "Girl, it's not that we don't want to help you, but the time has already been arranged, and we can't change it at will."

She was anxious: "Can we just do it again, just once? I beg you."

Seeing her like this, the troupe couldn't bear to refuse any more. The leader sighed: "Girl, why are you so insistent? Do you really like this play?"

Mo Bei replied: "It's for one person, and also for myself to atone for my sins, so can you please sing it again, just once?"

They were completely convinced by her, nodded, and turned around to speak to the old man sitting under the stage behind them.

Then the old man waved his hand and let Mo Bei pass.

The old man: "Girl, our time has been set, I'm afraid it won't be easy to change it."

She was silent, a little depressed.

"But if you want to hear it, that's fine. In this long life of my old man, this is the first time I've met someone who likes the same play as me."
Chapter completed!