Chapter 309 Song Yi: Why did you unbutton my little clothes!
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
In the side scene, when Qi Yuncheng was talking to Young Master.
Wang Hui's performance at the Celebrity Tea House ended, and there was a round of applause from the following.
The actors have nothing to do with each other, but the audience is not that big, and they won't hesitate to applaud as long as they like it.
Come down.
The host went up and continued the announcement.
The actor reported was none other than Mr. Li Shusheng.
His savings today.
When the accompanist teacher came up and he showed up again, the audience burst into applause.
But amid this huge movement.
Wang Hui came down and saw the child and the young master, and still respectfully shouted to the latter.
"Young Master, why are you standing here all the time? Go backstage and rest. I'll make you some tea."
Ma Zhiming smiled slightly and waved his hand, "No need, my legs and feet are pretty good. I can watch for a while. It seems that your skills have not deteriorated.
You are much better than when you were a teenager."
Mentioning my childhood.
Wang Hui could only answer with a smile. After all, the young master also came to support the drum performance held at the age of fourteen.
But after so many years, a lot of things have changed, and she can no longer specialize in folk art. Fortunately, she has children to pass it on.
"Thank you, Master! You can sit down, there are chairs here."
"No, don't worry about me. It's also good for me to stand. I can move my blood and I'll rest when I'm tired."
The young master continued to refuse politely, and at the same time, he and his wife were enjoying the Beijing-style drum performance sung by Li Shusheng.
It sounds good, of course it sounds good.
The audience was also very lively.
And the more lively it is, the more he likes it.
This is one of the reasons why I want to act with this kid Yuncheng.
After all, he was hospitalized due to illness before, so he was quiet enough and needed to move around, otherwise everyone would think that this old guy like him was going to die.
Perhaps thinking of this, the young master stood at the side curtain and felt itchy and couldn't stand any longer. He discussed with the host and found a time to go up and have a good chat with the audience.
When the audience saw this person, they were even more excited.
Even under such cheers and joy, Young Ma Ye was pushed to play a Beijing-style drum of the Bai style. His old man's voice could not sing high tunes, but his pitch and taste when singing made people feel comfortable and relaxed.
It sounds beautiful to people.
So the audience was happy to hear it, and the young master also had fun on the stage of the celebrity teahouse.
But when the elder two sang.
Wang Hui said from the side, "Yuncheng, it seems that you are in trouble."
"Well!" Qi Yuncheng naturally heard what the young master said, but he didn't care, "It's okay, thank you, Mistress, for worrying about me.
Since our ancestors all said that we should take a long-term view, then we should take a long-term view.
I'm not in a hurry.
Anyway, I like the big drum regardless of whether I am a disciple or not, and I will never fall behind."
"This is a good attitude."
Wang Hui felt happy all the time for Qi Yuncheng, who could call him his own child and so good.
But let me ask again, "Since things need to take things slowly, do you want to go back tonight, or in a few days?"
"I will attend Mr. Zhang's commemorative performance only the day after tomorrow, so when I go back tomorrow night, I mainly go to see Grandpa Jin. I haven't seen him for a long time. It's rare to have a good day here."
"Oops." Wang Hui felt uncomfortable for a while, "You are serious, I'm very happy, but I still have a lot of things to do here, and I don't have time to see Mr. Jin. I have to leave tonight, help me take care of him."
"no problem."
Qi Yuncheng nodded and understood his wife very well. She managed Deyun, Deyun's costumes and other things. It was not easy to come to the celebrity teahouse to sing a song today.
I just remembered something and let me know.
"Master's wife, my ancestor just said that he would come over to assist me in the National Day special performance."
"Ah? Real or fake?"
Wang Hui stared at the child with wide eyes, her cheeks showing a lot of joy.
If the older generation comes to visit Deyun, no one will be unhappy.
"You just told me." Qi Yuncheng immediately added happily.
"Okay! OK! I'll ask you carefully when the two elders come down."
After Wang Hui said this, she began to wait for the young master to come down with a little anticipation.
It doesn't take long either.
About twenty minutes or so.
The evening show at the Celebrity Teahouse began to end.
At the end of the show, several people chatted, and the topic of the National Day special became lively.
Of course.
The end of the theater means it's half past ten.
We talked until almost eleven o'clock.
Wang Hui and Qi Yuncheng yelled at the elders and left first.
The former is rushing back to Yanjing. She has something to do tomorrow morning and it will be too late to go back tomorrow.
Qi Yuncheng didn't need to, so he rented a room nearby to stay, and thought about whether to go and see Tianjing Little Theater.
After all, I haven’t been there much.
Just wait until the next day.
He rejected the idea of going to Tianjing Little Theater because he saw that some staff were not allowing even audience members with children to enter, and he immediately lost his mind.
It is true that there are rules in general theaters that do not allow children to enter, and there is nothing wrong with it, but being in Deyun, he is somewhat indifferent to these heavenly rules.
So after dinner, I simply took the car to Mr. Jin’s library to have a look, hoping to take a chance and listen to Mr. Jin’s books.
Before he met his girlfriend Song Yi again, he was looking for old gentlemen everywhere in Yanjing.
I found it and listened to it for a day. If it is played continuously, it would be great. I will listen to it all the time.
This is also the reason why my master and uncle told me not to go out and walk around, but always in the theater.
However, Mr. Jin is getting older, and even after looking at various theater water signs, his name is not written on them.
So after buying some things, I went all the way to Rongji Street in Heping District.
This address is the old man's address.
If I don’t perform, I can only recuperate at home.
But after ringing the doorbell.
It was another familiar face who came over.
It is impossible for Qi Yuncheng not to know him.
Liang Hongda.
He is also known as Lao Liang.
He is also Mr. Jin Wensheng’s apprentice and his master’s senior brother.
As for the relationship, it's not bad. In the early years, he also listened to the crosstalk at Guo Degang's Chinese New Year, and he also supported Deyun during the interview.
"Uncle Liang!!"
Qi Yuncheng quickly shouted first.
Liang Hongda's square face suddenly showed a funny expression, and he pushed up his glasses, "Lao Guo's apprentice? Why are you here?"
Come on in.
Master, look who is coming."
Jin Wensheng was sitting on a chair in the living room. When he turned his head and saw Qi Yuncheng, his eyes narrowed with laughter.
"Well, the wind has brought you here, sit down quickly, sit down quickly."
The old man was happy, but when Qi Yuncheng saw his state, his heart felt inexplicably. It shouldn't have been long ago.
Although he is very thin, he is very strong.
When I look at it now, I find that the old man's energy has dropped a lot, his hair has turned a lot gray, and he has an indescribable feeling.
But he also understood that the old man was over eighty, and it was normal for him to change his mental state every day.
Maybe next time we meet, I will be too old to walk.
It's no wonder that the theater water brand doesn't see his name, because he wants to cultivate his health.
Put down the things you bought.
Qi Yuncheng and Liang Hongda came to the old man's side together, and after the latter sat down, the former found a stool in the old man's words.
"Why are you here?"
"I came here with my mistress. She performed at the Celebrity Tea House yesterday and asked me to bring you a message. How are you doing?"
"It's okay." Jin Wensheng didn't want to talk about these trivial things at all, but instead showed a different kind of smile.
"Have you got a girlfriend? Last time I came over to ask you, you said no."
"Yes, I handed it over." Qi Yuncheng couldn't help laughing, but he didn't expect Mr. Jin to talk about it first.
"How about it? Are you the type you like? Don't force us to be together. There will be endless conflicts by then."
"Of course I like it, but how did you know? My master told you?"
Jin Wensheng sat on the Taishi chair and shook his head, "I don't like to pay attention to anything except storytelling, but there is one thing I like to read.
That's the scandal about who is having an affair with whom.
Oops, Jie is my favorite.
So I also read the news about your girlfriend that you made some time ago."
Qi Yuncheng remembered the previous misunderstanding and explained helplessly, "That was made up by the media. In fact, that figure is not my girlfriend.
She’s her best friend!”
"Oh!" Jin Wensheng nodded with interest. Although he was old, his attitude was really good, and he continued to speak.
"The news nowadays is all made up and made up. But when it comes to women, I have to tell the truth."
"Hey, I'm all ears."
"This woman, girl, is smarter than us, because she is sensitive. No matter which girl you want to take advantage of, she knows that you have no good intentions.
Although she didn't say it, she knew it in her heart.
For example, a young girl in a theater school is learning to play board game. The teacher comes over and teaches her hand by finger. Oh, your hand holding the board game is wrong. You need to change it.
How can a girl not know that you have bad intentions?
If it were me, and I let him touch me, he wouldn't even touch me."
Hahaha!
As soon as the old man said it, Qi Yuncheng and Liang Hongda sat next to him and couldn't stop laughing. The old man was like this, funny and fun.
Jin Wensheng was also happy, "These girls have an instinct of self-protection. If you look at her with malicious eyes, she will feel it."
So don't go near her with any thoughts, otherwise you'll be in trouble as soon as you go there.
Now that we are together, we can be a little more bold.
Because she's in your hands, she can't run away.
But it is very troublesome for a woman to be angry. It is best not to make her angry. You have to coax her and buy things in the first place.
You're not getting a good deal.
What can you do with this money?
So if you don't make her angry, you'll save yourself money..."
Knowing that the old man has a big belly, Qi Yun wanted to know more about storytelling while visiting him.
Anyway, learn everything, it’s not too much.
As a result, after talking about this for a while, Qi Yuncheng didn't dislike it, but became more interested. He felt that he didn't understand women well.
But it's not surprising.
He had six wives in his life.
Speaking a few more words, Qi Yuncheng also mentioned that Song Yi wanted to buy something delicious.
Jin Wensheng heard this and was the first to help with advice, "It's a good thing to like to eat. It's much better than the ladies who like diamond rings.
When you go back tomorrow, buy some pastries. If you can take these back home properly, it's best to buy ones with less water content so they won't go bad easily.
Don't worry about what flavor she likes, just try to buy her a few.
Buy more.
I guarantee she will be moved and happy when she sees it."
"Okay, I will definitely buy more."
"That's right, kid. I'll teach you a way to make her fall in love with you."
"Oops!" Qi Yuncheng laughed so hard that he couldn't help it. He always felt that Mr. Jin could say anything, but he just couldn't stop loving it. He didn't know what was going on.
"You don't need to do anything. If you do this... women are all coaxed anyway. Just do this."
It took dozens of seconds.
Mr. Jin gave his grandson advice, and Qi Yuncheng definitely had to listen. As for trying it, he was a little hesitant. Song Yi was not an ordinary girl.
Fortunately, Liang Hongda was sitting nearby and could not see the master like this. He sat nearby and helped change the topic to past events and storytelling.
Don't think it's just a chat, but folk art is how you can turn it into your own experience and increase your personal knowledge.
After all, what he, a young man, knew in those old years was all based on the old man's popular science.
But when it was time to eat, he left stubbornly, not wanting to trouble the old man too much. In addition, the day after tomorrow was a commemorative performance for Mr. Zhang Wenshun.
He also has to go back early.
Of course, when I go out, I immediately listen to the old man's advice and use my mobile phone to search for shops to buy pastries.
It’s definitely a lot to buy.
At least Song Yi's appetite wouldn't be enough for a day or two.
After buying, leave.
As for what Jin Ye said about not being able to stop loving her, she thought hard and decided to forget it, because as long as there is food, she can't stop loving it.
So it's not useful at all.
Just when he thought of this, Qi Yuncheng received a call from his girlfriend.
When I saw her, I really doubted whether she was a dog. I just finished shopping and got a call. Could it be that she smelled this food?
"Hey! Tietie!!"
"How's it going? Are you done? Where are you? I'll come find you. I have nothing to do tonight."
I glanced at the darkening sky outside.
"You just stay at home. I'm on the car back to Yanjing now. I'll come find you in two hours."
"Well! I'll lie down and wait for you to come over."
In the last half of the sentence, Song Yi was deliberately playful, which made Qi Yuncheng hang up the phone with a complicated heart. Fortunately, it was not hands-free, otherwise the driver would have misunderstood him on the way back to the car.
But two hours is not much, just look at the phone for a while, sleep for a while and then it will be gone.
When he arrived in Yanjing, Qi Yuncheng couldn't wait to take a taxi to his girlfriend's house.
Since I didn't get the spare key before, I had to knock on the door first.
But while the door was still knocking, the door opened, revealing a familiar face and bright lights in the room.
Saw my boyfriend.
Song Yi didn't say a word and pounced towards Qi Yuncheng like a tiger. He was so strong that he caught it steadily.
"Are you going crazy? I still have something in my hand."
"What did you get?"
Breaking away from the hug, Song Yi's eyes were brighter than a light bulb and she quickly looked at her boyfriend's right hand.
Good guy.
There are five or six pastry boxes in the bag, each of which is quite small. How much food is needed?
Although she hadn't opened it yet and tasted what was inside, her mood was already in high spirits. After taking a sudden bite and leaving a mark on her boyfriend's lips, she took the thing and pulled it into the house.
The moment you enter the house.
Song Yi decisively locked the door, fearing that her boyfriend would run away tonight.
But as soon as you come in.
Qi Yuncheng found that there were a lot of egg shells scattered on the table, including a white and smooth egg that was being peeled.
"I was hungry when I came back, so I boiled some eggs. Do you want to eat them?" Song Yi put the pastries on the table and picked up the eggs.
"I'm not hungry. I had a lot of cakes for dinner."
"Then I'll eat it, otherwise it'll get cold."
Bending slightly, Song Yi picked up the peeled eggs and prepared to eat them, while Qi Yuncheng went to drink some water. He had just returned from Tianjing and was a little thirsty.
But before he could turn around, the look of his girlfriend eating eggs instantly frightened him.
When a whole white egg came into contact with her mouth, she didn't bite it with her teeth. Instead, she pushed it all into her mouth with her index finger.
Bulging.
"Are you a giant mouth of the abyss? You eat eggs like this?"
"Hmm?￥%...&%#?"
Puffing up her cheeks, Song Yi tilted her head and was curious about her boyfriend's words, but she was more curious than anything, and Qi Yuncheng didn't understand a word he said.
"Forget it, let's talk after you finish eating. Don't choke."
"Ugh!!!"
The words just fell.
Qi Yuncheng's words were like a curse. Song Yi, who was eating, suddenly stopped chewing and his expression became uncomfortable.
"Okay, I'm really choked. Why are you working so hard on yourself?"
Quickly, Qi Yuncheng took out the paper cup on the water dispenser, took some water, and handed it to her.
Song Yi grabbed the water like a life-saving straw and quickly drank it for himself. However, when he choked, he still felt uncomfortable when he swallowed the water.
So Qi Yuncheng went over and stroked her heart gently, and then stroked her back.
But when doing the latter action, Song Yi suddenly made a gesture of covering his chest.
"How's it going? There's no need to fight yourself, just stuff it in whole."
Song Yi, who was covering his chest with one hand and holding a cup in the other, bent over and gasped, "What are you doing? It's so early. Let's talk about it later. I also want to try some cakes."
Otherwise, can I finish it all at once?"
"Why so early? Why wait until later?" Qi Yuncheng didn't understand, and couldn't understand a single word. But when his right hand gently touched her back, he was stunned for an instant.
Girls usually have traces of bra buttons on their backs, which feel a bit protruding when touched, but when touched again, the buttons are clearly on the left and right sides.
It seemed that he had accidentally stroked it away just now in a hurry.
For a moment, Qi Yuncheng was happy and quickly explained, "Do you believe me when I say I accidentally opened it? I didn't mean to be in a hurry as you understood, but it was too easy for you to open it, right?"
Song Yi put down the water cup and hooked his right hand behind his back. It was usually difficult to buckle this thing, and at the same time he explained.
"I was taking a shower just now. In order to save time, I boiled eggs together. I was washing because I was worried that the eggs would be cooked for too long.
I quickly put it on first, then went over and turned off the fire.
So it's a bit unfinished.
I didn’t expect you to actually untie it for me from behind...but I have to tie it again anyway, but it’s so troublesome, please help me do it.”
Talking.
Song Yi grabbed the corner of his clothes and lifted up the white short-sleeved shirt he was wearing, revealing his nice and smooth lower abdomen. His other hand was still covering it to keep the bra from falling off.
When it came to the upper part of the chest, a sky blue private bra and a wonderful figure were exposed to Qi Yuncheng's eyes.
There is no shyness between the two of them, after all, it is not like they have never met before.
Just moving back and looking at her back, Qi Yuncheng found that it had indeed been separated by him. If she hadn't caught it, it might have fallen off. Without saying anything, he took the buckle with both hands and put it on.
After finishing it, Song Yi put down his clothes and sat back in the chair.
"I'm so angry. One egg almost made me meet the King of Hell. I'll never eat like that again next time."
"Nonsense, which girl can eat as much as you do? You really deserve your name, you are so strong and strong!"
"Oh, stop talking about my name."
Song Yi, who had just sat down, stood up and opened the cakes he had brought. Each box after box looked very good. When he opened it,
As expected, there were a lot of pastries inside.
There are four-square jujube cakes, round burnt-yellow rose cakes, and ordinary pastries sold at ordinary stalls.
In addition to this, there are also time-honored cakes in Tianjing, such as Xinle Pastry.
This is a time-honored brand. They usually make traditional pastries made with sesame oil. You can feel the rich aroma with one bite, such as Yizisu, Baipier, Beijing Gao Pai and other different flavors.
But looking at these things, Song Yi glanced at them and then at her boyfriend. It seemed that her initial impulse to eat was completely dispelled.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Buy so much? How many places have you traveled? Why are you so nice to me?"
"Nonsense, you are my girlfriend and if I am not nice to you, who else will be nice to you? If I am nice to others, you will be jealous in a second."
For a moment, Song Yi was also amused by his own words and began to dance and gesture, "No, I know, I know.
But just buy whatever you want is enough.
I don’t know what to say after buying so much. When I think about you traveling to various places, I don’t know why I feel reluctant to part with it.
Really! I don’t want you to travel to so many places just for a word from me!”
Biting his lip, his eyes glowing under the light, Qi Yuncheng looked at his girlfriend's expression and smiled, because Mr. Jin was right and he figured it out clearly.
But as for the method of being taught that love can't stop, I still don't use it. After all, based on the scene of eating eggs just now, I feel that my girlfriend's IQ should be easy to coax.
So he spoke.
"These pastries are recommended to you by my elders. If you want to eat them, eat them quickly. I estimate that the quantity can be enough for your breakfast tomorrow.
By the way, didn’t you say you have any surprises in store?”
"You bought so much for me, it's not even a surprise. I just secretly made you a coat.
What I thought was that the performance should be usable.”
"Okay! Let me see!"
"I'll get it."
After getting up, Song Yi trotted to her bedroom, and soon a dark purple coat appeared in her hands.
As for the figure and size, Song Yi must know it, so during the recent period when they couldn't see each other, she made one custom-made.
"How do you like it?" Song Yi grabbed the shoulders of the coat with both hands, fearing that the bottom would touch the ground and get dirty.
After all, her rental house is not paved with ceramic tiles, just ordinary floors.
Looking at the size and color, Qi Yuncheng was naturally satisfied, "Yes! Yes! It just so happens that Young Master will come to perform later, and I can't wear the same gray or black as Young Master!"
This is just the solution."
"Young Master?" Song Yi grabbed his coat, poked his head out from behind and asked curiously, "Could it be that..."
"Yes! Young Master Ma Zhiming, I call him ancestor, and if you see me in the future, you should also call him the same. He is very senior, so my master must respectfully call him master."
After swallowing, Song Yi slowly put away his coat, feeling a little frightened.
Ancestor!
Of course she had heard of this title, but she had never called it out. It was so difficult to get along with him after being separated by three generations.