"Well, it's getting late. I should go to the stage for a walk. Brother Zichuan, you should rest early. When I come back from Changhuaizhou, we can continue this unfinished chess game!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Junmo got up from his seat.

Muzichuan also stood up, "Since Brother Zuo is going to Changhuaizhou for business tomorrow, I won't stay too long. I wish you a good journey tomorrow!"

Zuo Junmo nodded slightly, "Thank you very much."

Walking into the courtyard, Zuo Junmo suddenly paused.

He turned around and looked at Muzichuan, but stopped talking.

"Brother Zuo, you might as well tell me what you have to say directly. You and I can be considered as having a night-to-night talk by candlelight and have a heart-to-heart talk," Mu Zichuan said.

Zuo Junmo then said: "Brother Zichuan, since you have made an engagement with the girl from the Liu family now, it is best not to let her down and be nice to her. There will be a big show in the village for five or six days. May I ask if you can

Have you invited Miss Liu and her family to come and watch the show?"

Muzichuan was stunned, then shook his head.

Zuo Junmo said: "I am an outsider, and I am just making a suggestion. Whether you accept it or not is up to you, brother Zichuan. I will take my leave first and see you later!"

When Zuo Junmo slowly came to the stage, he saw at a glance that his wife was sitting in a warm bucket on the small stage set up in front of the stage, looking up at the singing corner on the stage.

Children.

Along with the sound of silk and bamboo strings, my mother's hands on her lap could not help but follow the beat.

Beside, several women related to the Luo family were accompanying them. They were all eating melon seeds, watching the show and discussing, and they were very happy.

Qing'er, on the other hand, was standing obediently behind his mother, leaning down from time to time to whisper in her ear, probably talking about the drama. In short, the smile on my mother's face never faded.

Zuo Junmo also had a relaxed look on his face. He hadn't seen my mother so happy or smiling so brightly for a long time.

It seems that in the first month of the coming year, or when my mother celebrates her birthday, I will invite an opera troupe to Zuojiazhuang to perform operas to make my mother happy.

Feeling a pair of eyes looking this way, Yang Ruoqing turned her head and saw Zuo Junmo standing on the outside of the crowd.

There is no way, Zuo Junmo, Mu Zichuan, and Luo Fengtang, these three men, are all so outstanding in terms of height and temperament.

Even at night like this, when he was standing in the outer circle, separated by the crowd of heads, Yang Ruoqing still saw him standing there with his hands behind his back.

Seeing her looking towards him, he did not avoid her eyes, but nodded to her generously, then raised his finger and pointed at Mrs. Zuo next to Yang Ruoqing, making a gesture.

Yang Ruoqing immediately understood Zuo Junmo's gesture. It was asking her to ask Mrs. Zuo if she was sleepy and whether she wanted to go back to sleep.

Yang Ruoqing gave him a wait signal from a distance, turned around and whispered a few words to the old man.

Madam Zuo stood up, turned around, and saw Zuo Junmo.

Mrs. Zuo said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, please run over and tell Jun Mo to go back to bed first. We have to rush to Changhuaizhou tomorrow. I'm not sleepy at all, and your mother and the others are with me."

Watch the play, go back to rest after the singing, and tell him not to miss him!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'm going to tell Brother Zuo, Madam, please sit back in the hot tub, don't get cold."

Soon, Yang Ruoqing walked through the crowd and came to Zuo Junmo.

"Brother Zuo, the old lady is very interested now. She won't go back to rest until she has finished listening." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Zuo Junmo said: "I also guessed it would be like this."

Yang Ruoqing said again: "Brother Zuo, the old lady asked you to go back and rest first. You have to rush to Changhuaizhou tomorrow morning. When the meeting is over, we will escort the old lady back. You don't have to worry."

Zuo Junmo nodded, "Okay, I'm not worried. With you here, I feel relieved."

Then, he took off his cloak and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"Give this to my mother and let her cover it. The wind is a little stronger this night than during the day," he said.

Yang Ruoqing put his big cloak on her arms and said: "Brother Zuo is really a filial son, he is as considerate as silk. I didn't expect so much!"

In fact, you can't blame Yang Ruoqing for not thinking so much. The main reason is that after dinner, everyone went out to watch a show. Mrs. Zuo had already worn enough clothes, and she also wore a cloak, and the cloak came with a cloak.

Sitting in the warm bucket again, with something covering my legs, holding hot tea in my hand, watching the show.

Compared with the other villagers who were watching the opera in the open air around them, the small opera stage was built with thatch and wooden boards on top and surrounded by fences, so it would not be cold in theory.

Zuo Junmo said: "My mother shouldn't be cold, but you should bring it to her and put it on on the way back."

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, said hello with a smile, turned around and returned to Mrs. Zuo with her big cloak, and continued to watch the show with her.

Early the next morning, Zuo Junmo set out for Changhuaizhou.

Yang Ruoqing helped Mrs. Zuo turn around and walk back from the road. When she was approaching the entrance of the yard, another carriage came out on the road behind her.

The driver was a servant of the Muzichuan family.

Yang Ruoqing was suspicious, where was Mu Zichuan going so early?

It was early in the morning, and Yang Ruoqing didn't want to go over to say hello, so she turned around and supported the old lady and continued walking into the yard.

In the middle of the morning, Yang Ruoqing was washing clothes by the pond.

You don’t have to cook lunch today, why?

Mrs. Sun said hello last night, and today they are preparing a meal to greet Mrs. Zuo, so Yang Ruoqing will accompany Mrs. Zuo there at noon.

So now that I had some free time, I hurried over to wash myself up, and then I met Yang Huamei.

"Auntie, what are you doing with this full load of things to wash?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Yang Huamei said: "These are Dabai and Xiaohei's clothes, shoes and socks. The school in the town will start in a few days. I have to wash these things out so that they can take them to town."

"The school in town should start on the 18th, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huamei nodded.

Squatting next to Yang Ruoqing, he took out the things one by one and washed them.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, during the opera last night, I only saw the two boys, but I didn't seem to see you. Did you go to the opera?"

Yang Huamei shook her head: "Why are you in the mood to watch a movie? Last year during the first month of the year when I was watching a movie, my mother-in-law hung her neck in the woodshed."

"I didn't go to the theater, and neither did my father-in-law. He washed his feet after dinner and went to bed. I was weaving and left the door open for the two boys, otherwise I would have gone to bed early."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

Yes, on the night when Shuan Zi Niang was singing an opera in the first month of last year, she was first scolded by Mrs. Tan for no apparent reason. She felt aggrieved in her heart, and then she ran home without any intention of watching the opera.
Chapter completed!