Chapter 529 Maybe the Lord Medicine Really Saved Me!
Chapter 529 Maybe it was really Lord Yao who saved me! [Please subscribe]
Author: Yexingmao
Chapter 529 Maybe it was really Lord Yao who saved me! [Please subscribe]
Qi Yuncheng returned home from the venue.
But the stage at the Palace of Nationalities was very lively. The three of them took the stage together to perform Mandarin Jacket, which was Deyun's top line-up.
Every audience member's gaze never strayed from the scene.
The whole process was recorded on the mobile phone.
And while talking, it was time for Teacher Gao Feng to quit.
"Everyone, let me announce some not-so-good news. I am planning to quit Deyun Club! It's too crowded. I don't believe it when people say online that they bully people. How can I do this as a class leader and his wife?"
"What a mess." Yu Qian waved his hand quickly.
"Today is the day when I bid farewell to this world! There is a river right at the door. When I was a child, I would hold my head and jump, but my family would not let me. Now I am an adult."
"Huo! It's so easy to leave!"
Guo Degang was so anxious when he heard that he kept holding Gao Feng's arm, "Brother, don't quit! If you quit, you will starve to death, you know?"
Gao Feng was not convinced, "I would jump into the river because I was afraid of starving to death."
"Oh, what's wrong? Brother Qian'er, please give me some advice."
"Okay, let me persuade you."
The two people exchanged positions, and Yu Qian came to the middle and gave it a tug, "Let me say a few final words."
Gao Feng was puzzled and made a gesture of invitation, "Will you dance with me?"
"I won't go over. The most I can do is push you over there." Yu Qian was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, and the audience was also happy to see it. These three people standing together are all a burden.
"What do you mean, I'm leaving!" Gao Feng said reluctantly.
"Yes, let's go, I won't stop you! I just want to ask you, are you leaving now? You're not coming back, are you?"
"Look at how many of the ones who left have returned."
"You won't come to the theater anymore?"
"We won't see each other again."
"Okay, take off your mantle for me."
He started the familiar moves again, but he didn't start fighting directly like he told the juniors. He fell to the ground. They couldn't fight at their age.
However, when Gao Feng saw the buttons of his mandarin jacket unbuttoned, he immediately panicked and grabbed Yu Qian's hand and beat him in various ways, "What are you doing, little chubby hand? You're temporarily leaving me without a guarantee for the night, aren't you?"
Guo Degang: "What's wrong? This is..."
Yu Qian: "What's the matter? The mandarin jacket he is wearing belongs to me."
"Oh, I've been waiting for this sentence."
Quickly, Guo Degang and Yu Qian exchanged positions again, and at the same time began to explain the origin of this mandarin jacket. It was a classic work, and almost everyone knew the structure.
But it is different from the performance performed by his apprentice, and it is a relatively stable style.
"Then whose chubby hand is it?"
Yu Qian: "Don't mention this."
"Whose mandarin jacket is it?" Guo Degang changed his mind.
Gao Feng pulled the corners of his mantle and raised his head, "The one with curly hair!"
Ha ha ha ha!
Yu Qian was speechless as he laughed, "Why do I have so many nicknames?"
"It's the one with curly hair and chubby hands, right? That's for me." Guo Degang pointed over there.
"If you can't give it, why should you give it?"
"Whether you are reasonable or not, why shouldn't you give other people's things?"
"That's not possible. Do you mean that I have to give it to him if I wear this? The key is that I didn't borrow it from him. What should I do if someone comes to me if I give it to him?"
It was Guo Degang's favorite part again, and he asked passionately, "Who did you borrow it from?"
Gao Feng cleared his throat, with a smile on his face, his voice was a little softer, and he pointed at Yu Qian, "I borrowed it from his wife."
"Then tell me what's going on."
"Hey! Didn't I attend an event that day? We have to dress decently for the event, so I need to wear a mandarin jacket like this. Wearing this mandarin jacket, I have to go through everything at home, except for skirts and pants."
Hearing the skirt, Yu Qian's eyebrows narrowed, "Whose house did you steal?"
"I would like to save some of this to make everyone laugh." Gao Feng said embarrassedly, "But I can't find any. If I want to buy one, how much will it cost? It's not as good as borrowing this thing.
Then I remembered, Brother Juan has this at his house."
As soon as he said this, Guo Degang and the audience laughed again, "What is Big Brother Juan's house!"
"Curly!"
"Oh, Brother Mao's house."
"Anyone can do it, even the curly-haired chubby guy."
The two of them were chatting happily, but Yu Qian listened for a long time before speaking, "Can you two stop giving each other nicknames? There will be a few in a while."
Guo Degang nodded repeatedly and looked at Gao Feng, "Don't talk nonsense, my little fat hand won't be happy."
"I went to Brother Juan's house, so I went there, but Brother Juan was not at home."
"Yes!" Yu Qian added himself, "Sister-in-law Juan is here!"
"Sister-in-law Juan, where's brother Juan? Hey, brother Juan is feeding the bastard."
"What words."
"I went to work with that old Wei." Gao Feng said, "I said I'm not here, so I'm not here for other things, and I'm not holding back anything... Since you are at home, please close the door first
.”
"Wait a minute." Guo Degang was unhappy and stretched out his hand to stop, "My sister-in-law asked me to close the door at home. Are you allowed to do that?"
Gao Feng was helpless, "I didn't close the door, and you ran away through the crack in the door. It's hard to explain."
Guo Degang was shy and hesitated in his words, "Just talk about the mandarin jacket, don't, don't mention me. As for the performance, don't bring it up."
Yu Qian's expression became tense and his voice became louder, "Hey! What are you two doing! Is it fun?"
Hahahahaha!
This link will always be like this.
Guo Degang was so happy that he was obviously very happy.
Then he took off his mantle and continued down.
When he finished speaking, the audience applauded loudly, and the three people also briefly returned to the stage to say a short paragraph.
After returning, it’s time for the curtain call.
This evening was a pleasant one for the few of them. It had been a long time since they had performed together like this.
But when other actors came up, Luan Yunping stepped over to remind her master that Yuncheng was back.
Hear this.
Guo Degang nodded subconsciously. There must be something going on there when he goes back. He will call and ask later. He is really worried about whether his daughter is pregnant or has her second child.
It was precisely because Qi Yuncheng was not among the actors who took their final bow.
There were many expressions of confusion and confusion among the audience below.
He is very popular now, and there are a lot of actors coming out, so it is impossible not to pay attention to him.
Originally, many of them were directed at him.
Seeing such eager eyes below, Guo Degang was happy for his child. Now there are people who care about his big and small things, not only their parents, but also those who like him.
So I stood in the middle to explain, and took the matter into my own hands, "Yuncheng left early. We have a second baby at home, so I insisted on letting him go home and take care of me.
I won’t be able to chat with you after the curtain call.”
"Yes, I'm sorry, everyone, I know that many people like him, and so do I. I was a teacher there back then, and I'm really capable." Gao Feng understood what was going on and said.
And when it comes to children.
As soon as Guo De picked up the folding fan on the table, he couldn't help but sigh. It was not easy for Yuncheng as a child. He had been wronged in the early days.
I promised you the favor, but it turned out to be someone else.
If I were to ask someone else, it would be unbearable for me to say that I have been working in a small theater honestly and down-to-earth for many years without any sign of becoming popular.
Because he is not inferior to others in terms of seniority. If others are popular but he is not, he will definitely suffer in his heart.
But they all underestimated Mr. Zhang’s vision and the child’s heart.
If you really love folk art, you will love it for the rest of your life, and a flood of water that floats on the surface will wash away it.
A real difference.
This gap cannot be bridged at all.
But I didn’t think too much about it, Lao Gao’s situation had to be concluded properly.
So a group of people had fun on the stage and showed off their talents.
Yu Qian even sang a piece of Tongrentang at the request of the audience, which Gao Feng posted. It was very rare for him to sing this, so he only came when he was happy.
“Tongrentang is an old drug store~
Sir, this is like a free-spirited king~
Lord Yao is sitting in the middle~
Top ten famous doctors, lined up on both sides~
I will first worship this Medicine Queen and then I will worship you~
You are Lord Yao’s great disciple~”
…
On the stage, he sang Tongrentang. His breath might be a bit lacking due to his age or because he smokes, drinks, and perms his hair, but his flat eyes and tone of voice are quite solid.
But as it happens, it is.
Tongrentang is singing in the theater.
This song was also played at Qi Yuncheng's home, but it was his voice that sung it.
"Prince Yao, my surname is Sun~"
Riding a dragon astride a tiger, holding a needle in hand~
Mr. Sun Simiao, an expert~
Mr. Hua Tuogao, surgeon~
Sun Simiao, Hua Tuogao~
32 years old, entered the Tang Dynasty~
When the mother of the country, the main palace, got sick, he took the pulse and took the pulse to cure the disease. One needle pricked the empress's disease, and he pricked the dragon with two needles."
…
Not long after he returned home, Qi Yuncheng saw his wife lying on the bed bored and playing his Allegro, and quickly went over to take a look.
"Don't you feel uncomfortable? How can you still listen to Allegro's commotion?"
Hearing her husband's honest voice, Song Yi blinked his eyes, his nose was slightly sore, and tears were about to overflow.
"Husband, you are back! I felt uncomfortable just now and vomited again."
Qi Yuncheng's heart clenched when he heard the aggrieved tone. He walked from the door to the bed in barely two seconds. He felt so sorry for his wife.
Especially my hair was in an unknown mess, and my face looked very haggard.
"What's going on? I'll take you to check again."
"It's okay." Song Yi looked at her husband who moved slightly on the bed, "I just smelled something I didn't want to smell, but it feels very uncomfortable every time I vomit."
"Then why are you playing Allegro? It's so noisy, just play some soft music."
Qi Yuncheng found the mobile phone next to his wife and turned it off.
"I want to hear your voice, and this section is Tongrentang. Tongrentang is a place for medical treatment."
"Oh, you are so cute. Have you started psychotherapy now?"
I don’t know if it was because I was feeling so uncomfortable that I was in a trance, so I started to think of this method. Although the lyrics contained the title of Lord Medicine, I couldn’t really invite him out.
"I want to get up and sit for a while. I've been sleeping for almost a day."
"Slow down."
Little by little, Qi Yuncheng helped his daughter-in-law sit up from the bed. Her belly was not big now, but if she touched it lightly, her outline was already very obvious. Even without touching, it was still visible to the naked eye.
"I didn't expect that giving birth to a son would require such a heavy punishment."
"It has nothing to do with my son. Many people with their second child have such symptoms. I have asked the doctor. Don't worry, nothing is wrong. But if any symptoms really occur, we have to go to the hospital as soon as possible."
"good!"
Song Yi rubbed her tear-stained eyes and rested her head on her husband's shoulder, "Husband, tell me, what should I do if something happens to me during this pregnancy?
The symptoms are worse than the previous pregnancy.”
"Don't think about that."
Qi Yuncheng heard this when she was pregnant with Xixi, and couldn't avoid it, because women's mood swings would be great at this time.
"Where is Xixi? What is Xixi doing now?"
"Why else are you hanging out with noodles? My parents are watching."
"When your son is born, if you look at her, you will like her. Don't let her bully him in the future." Song Yi's mood became more complaining.
Qi Yuncheng was very speechless, "That said, no matter how much I dote on her, I can't dote on her to the heavens. Xixi is a relatively well-behaved girl, but she has a lot of energy."
"Do you know how happy the doctor was when he told me it was my son?"
"Well, I know. How can I be unhappy if you are happy?" Qi Yuncheng said in a coaxing tone.
The next second, I heard that my wife's voice was much better, and I felt a little bit free.
"The girl's appearance follows your father, that's why Xixi is so beautiful. My son follows me. I want to see what it looks like. But I want my personality to be as close to yours as possible."
"No." Qi Yuncheng grabbed his wife's hand and rubbed it, "Xi Xi looks like me, but her personality is exactly like yours. It's better for my son to be more down-to-earth. If he really likes folk art, he can Be willing to learn.
This business is hard, and it is common to endure several years of obscurity.
But let’s see what our young master chooses.”
"Um!"
After snuggling in her husband's arms for a while, Song Yi felt that it was much better than being in bed. That comfortable feeling could be felt all over her body.
This made her feel a little sleepy. Her husband didn't come back just now, so she didn't feel safe and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
Why don't you use your mobile phone to play that thing?
"Honey, I'm a little hungry. I barely ate anything today and vomited everything out. I feel much better now. Maybe it was the Lord Medicine who saved me."
"Where is Prince Huanyao? What should we eat? Can you cook some porridge? Something light."
"I want to eat the hawthorn cake you bought last time! It's sour and sweet, and it's appetizing."
Qi Yuncheng nodded and felt that it had the right effect. Hawthorn knew that it had an appetizing effect.
It can also relieve some nausea.
However, when there is not much left at home, the only option is to go out and buy something. "You rest for a while, it's not too late now, I'll go out and look for it."
See if there are any more for sale, and I’ll be back soon, it will take about twenty minutes.”
"Okay!" Song Yi agreed, and walked back safely.
Qi Yuncheng left in a hurry. It was hard to find hawthorn cake if he wanted to eat it late at night, but if his wife wanted to eat it, she would definitely go and have a look.
Originally, my daughter-in-law had to suffer so much for the sake of her children.