On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, Gu Xichao took Gu Xiaobao to the scene early. Except for a few important leaders in the first row whose seats were fixed, the soldiers sat in order of their shifts, and everyone else was seated on a first-come, first-served basis. In order to promote the spirit of military and civilians being one family, the military region even allowed nearby residents to watch the gala so that everyone could join in the fun.
Ever since he helped his wife zip up her clothes and wrapped her in a blanket last time, Captain Gu, who has always been observant, found that his young wife was ignoring him again. Captain Gu paced back and forth, thinking that the only person he could discuss things with was Xiao Fang. Although this child is small, he is quite smart.
Captain Gu was too embarrassed to tell the truth and wanted to say it in a subtle way, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. Finally, he understood that it might be because his wife was young and shy.
Since my wife is so shy, I should take the initiative. As a 28-year-old married man with a five-year-old child, I cannot back down or hold on tight. What if my wife runs away with someone else one day?
Captain Gu originally wanted to sit in the middle seat, but he made a decision. If his wife saw him surrounded by a bunch of women, she might feel uncomfortable. He also didn't want to let Xiaobao sit with a bunch of men.
Captain Gu gritted his teeth, took a long step and sat in the second row next to the leaders. He straightened his back, picked up Gu Xiaobao with one hand and held him in his arms.
After a while, most people had arrived. Gu Xichao felt a little sleepy while watching the show on the stage. He had sneaked away from the previous Mid-Autumn Festival Galas. It had been a long time since he watched a gala and he found that it was still the same old routine.
Gu Xiaobao is young, and everything he sees is curious. He looks at this and that. Despite his young age, he is quite observant and always whispers in Gu Xichao's ear.
The sky was dim, and Gu Xiaobao wore a small army green cap that covered his face tightly. From a distance, the green little head flickered.
When it was Su Nianmei's turn to go on stage, everyone in the audience suddenly fell silent. The stage was dark, and there was a vague figure standing in the middle.
Gu Xichao sat in the middle of the second row, holding Gu Xiaobao in his arms, staring at the stage with great seriousness.
Gu Xiaobao held his breath and tightly squeezed Gu Xichao's palm with his little hand.
If his father hadn't told him not to shout, he would have screamed loudly.
After a while, the stage was still dark, and Gu Xi raised his eyebrows.
The audience was talking about it. Shi Hua, who was sitting in the middle of the crowd, spoke out loudly, "You are not a coward and you don't dare to go on stage."
Someone else spoke up, "That day, I saw the Gu family's daughter-in-law dancing in our abandoned building."
"What?"
"Ouch, I took a look and fell to the ground in less than two jumps."
Niu Caihui immediately interjected, "How can a little girl like her get on stage? If it weren't for her connections, would she be able to perform there?"
They were not far from Gu Xichao and their voices were loud enough that he could be heard without trying hard.
There was a hint of sneer on Gu Xichao's face. He pulled Gu Xiaobao into his arms and gently covered his ears.
——There’s no point listening to this kind of nonsense.
The lights suddenly came on, and the people on the stage appeared. With her back to the audience, her hair is tied into a fishtail braid and draped behind her.
She was wearing a blue cheongsam, elegant and dignified, with a layer of white gauze scarf covering the outside, looking ethereal like a fairy in a painting.
In his left hand he holds an oil-paper umbrella.
The lights gradually dimmed, and Su Nianmei turned around. Her usually plain face was lightly made up, with willow-shaped eyebrows, white teeth and red lips.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the crowd became restless.
"Brick and tile houses, old city walls, water wells and lanes
The slate also smells of wine."
The paper umbrella turns gently in his hand, and with a few words he introduces people to the charm of a Jiangnan town.
The audience was also more curious when they saw the new style.
Su Nianmei stroked the veil, wearing a cheongsam, dancing softly, waving the oil umbrella in her hand slowly to the rhythm, and singing the song in her mouth
"The bamboo bridge is short, the sunset is long, the waterwheel is turning, I brushed my clothes and boarded the passenger ship
The spring river is full of tides, the cold lamplight shines in your eyes, and the lake light is hazy
Standing by the bridge holding an umbrella under the shade of flowers, I return home in fine clothes and tell me not to forget.
When he looked up again, his eyes were full of reluctance.
It's like the wife of a traveler, bidding farewell to her husband, reluctantly dancing a last song for him, hoping that he would return soon.
“…”
"The curling smoke is you simmering the soup"
"The green lamp on the wall is like your winter clothes"
"Lang, Lang, when will you return?"
"Lang, Lang, why don't you return it?"
The voice became even more sad and mournful. The wife was longing for her husband to return, but he was slow to come back.
The soldiers thought of their long-lost homeland and the lovely people on that land.
My eyes were slightly moist.
Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and it’s time for families to reunite.
But they still guard the border to defend their country.
Wearing a military uniform, no regrets. A man should sacrifice his life, shed his blood, be loyal and fearless.
But my heart is made up and I still feel uneasy.
He didn’t know whether the harvest was good this year, whether his parents were still in good health, whether the girl he was thinking about was still waiting for him, and whether the children at home were healthy.
Why don't you come back? I can’t go back, I can’t go back!
The singing was melodious and the dancing was graceful, but there were more sobbing sounds from the audience, and some even cried loudly.
They are the women who stood behind the heroes, and they also waited day and night at home, waiting anxiously for that letter from home.
I wanted to know if he was living well in the army. I wanted to know if he put on more clothes when it was cold, if he slept well at night when it was hot, and if his clothes were torn and there was no one to help him mend them.
Gu Xiaobao leaned on Gu Xichao's shoulder, his big eyes full of confusion. He looked at Gu Xichao and said in a soft voice, "Dad, why are the aunts crying? Mom sang so beautifully."
Gu Xichao rubbed Gu Xiaobao's head. The small hat was a bit uncomfortable. His voice was a little hoarse. "You will understand these things when you grow up."
Gu Xichao looked deep, his young wife could really give him surprises.
Gu Xiaobao lowered his head and counted on his little fingers with a melancholy look. He is already five years old this year. How long will it take for him to grow up?
"I haven't forgotten you counting the ferries and you breaking off the willow flowers in your morning makeup
Look at the thousands of ships passing by, you are facing the sunset
The song gradually reached the exciting part, and the dance on the stage also became exciting. Suddenly, the paper umbrella fell to the ground, and the person on the stage collapsed on the ground, as if all the strength in the body had been drained.
"You signed that letter home with a desolate signature, while I was left with a long-lasting homesickness"
The ending sound is sad. After a song falls, there is no echo for a long time.
The audience was completely silent.
for a long time.
The old leader in the first row slammed the table suddenly and shouted the word "good" hoarsely from his throat.
He left home at the age of sixteen, lived a mediocre life, begged for a living, joined the army, and fought in the Anti-Japanese War, the Korean War, and the Vietnam War. He had so many achievements that he sometimes couldn't even remember them all.
Looking back, I found that the person who was with me was no longer there.
Recalling the past, missing you so much, who knows?
Everyone seemed to come to their senses and started cheering.
This kind of praise comes from the heart, a cry from the soul.
Su Nianmei stood up and bowed deeply to the audience. Everyone in the audience was a hero and worthy of her respect. The song she chose, "Letter to Wife", was a song she had heard by chance once and had a deep memory of it. Although using it in this occasion did not fit the meaning of the original song, it also expressed the thoughts of everyone present.
Who doesn’t miss you? Who doesn’t miss the person in his dreams!
Once you become a soldier, you leave your homeland to defend the borders and land!
They are heroes!
Su Nianmei looked around the stage but couldn't find that figure. The lights on the stage were too bright and it was dark below.
I was feeling a little down, wondering if he had come. But if he comes, what should I do?
After being single for twenty-eight years, I became shy when I really met someone I liked.
Everything I do seems awkward.
Su Nianmei walked out from the backstage. It was early autumn and the evening was already quite chilly.
If you walk forward you will soon reach the turning point. Further ahead is a small forest. The branches and leaves rustle in the wind.
Su Nianmei unconsciously pulled the veil draped over her shoulders tighter.
With his eyes lowered, he had such an awkward personality, and as expected, he left alone in the end.
I continued walking forward with my head down, but it seemed like I bumped into something and the tip of my nose hurt slightly.
When he looked up, he met Gu Xichao's eyes and his body subconsciously shrank back. "Excuse me."
The man in the moonlight grabbed her wrist, and his voice was filled with laughter, like the sound of a flute, mixed with the whistling wind in the bamboo forest and poured into her ears, "It doesn't matter, I'm here, you can bump into me as you like."
Su Nianmei looked up. The man was wearing a military uniform. He had a firm gaze, the corners of his handsome lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, which exuded a unique flavor.
"You, you have been here all the time?" Su Nianmei looked at Gu Xichao, her face flushed with a blush that she didn't even notice.
Gu Xichao didn't answer her. He let go of her hand, turned around and took two steps forward.
Su Nianmei's mood, which had just lifted, fell back to the bottom, and she wished she could bite off her tongue.
You see, men are all heartless. They are just being sentimental and thinking that others are waiting for them.
She was like a turtle. She had just stuck her head out a little bit, but when she was frightened, she immediately retracted it. He walked slowly with his head down, kicking the small stones on the roadside with his toes, feeling depressed, as if he was sulking.
Suddenly, I felt warm and a military jacket was put on me.
Gu Xichao, wearing his shirt, turned back to himself.
Su Nianmei pursed her lips and opened her eyes wide, "Why are you back?"
Aren’t they all gone?
Looking at the surprised look of his young wife, with a smile in his eyes, he reached out and rubbed his wife's head, with only the word "cute" in his heart and eyes.
If he wasn't afraid that she would be shy again, he would have taken off his clothes in front of her.
Captain Gu was itching to get involved. The young wife was wearing a cheongsam, and the blue gown made her skin look even whiter. Her performance on stage was unexpectedly great.
Looking at her dazed eyes, I couldn't help but feel distracted. After enduring for a long time, I finally couldn't hold it back anymore.
Su Nianmei watched Gu Xichao's expression change several times, and her muscles tensed up involuntarily, giving rise to a sense of danger.
Gu Xichao walked beside his wife, bent down close to Su Nianmei, and suddenly kissed her in the ear.
It fell on her earlobe, making her feel wet, itchy, and numb.
He said,
"How can I bear to leave when you are still here?"
The show in the distance was still going on, and laughter and joy could be heard one after another.
The two people beside the tree blushed.
Dear Captain Gu, you have to wait for me, wait for me to get closer to you little by little.
Like a turtle, it slowly retracted out of its shell.
The author has something to say: "Letter to Wife" is a Chinese classical style song released in 2010. Created by the original music team Mo Mingqi Miao, sung by Xuan Shang, written by Hu Li, and composed, arranged and mixed by Diuzi.
The song in this chapter is "Wife's Book" by Goddess Xuanshang, a very nice song. You can go and listen to it!
Today is another day of writing my thesis, and I feel so tired.
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