Chapter 160 New Year's Eve Party
This day is New Year's Day, the Gregorian calendar year. This kind of festival was not celebrated in the countryside before, but in the city, it seems to be taken seriously and celebrated seriously as a festival, with cultural performances and activities.
Early in the morning, the girls in the dormitory woke up early to get ready, wash, and put on makeup, applying powder and lipstick. They had bought these at the mall but had never been willing to use them. Now that they were wearing them, they looked at each other, wanting to laugh.
After getting dressed, I put on a cotton coat and trousers inside and a borrowed red skirt outside, and then went to the cafeteria to get food.
When I was in the cafeteria, I naturally attracted a lot of envious and curious eyes. After all, few people wear skirts in the middle of winter.
Fubao and the others were a bit embarrassed at first, but then they started to open their chests and let people see them. They looked pretty, so they could look at them if they wanted. They became more relaxed, and the stares from those around them actually decreased, and instead they were met with admiration and envy.
This made Fubao and the others laugh. It turns out there is such an effect.
After dinner, several girls came to the back of the small auditorium early to prepare. Soon, Yu Xiaoyue and several boys in the class who were going to participate in the show arrived one after another. Wan Nian and Peng Hansong were also participating in the show.
Wannian saw Fubao, and his eyes were filled with astonishment. He smiled and said, "Fubao, you are going to play Tao Xing'er today, are you ready? Tao Xing'er is stunning with her skirt-cutting skills."
He was usually quite calm and composed, so it was a bit abrupt for him to say this suddenly. Fu Bao smiled and said, "This is just acting. It's not like I'm going to chop off my skirt."
When Wannian heard this, he immediately felt a little regretful and laughed a few times: "Nothing, nothing, I was just saying it casually."
Wannian played a male textile worker in the show, and Peng Hansong, who was a few years older than him, was responsible for playing the director of the textile factory. Peng Hansong and Li Juaner had some lines, so he went over to rehearse the lines with Li Juaner.
Li Juan'er's eyes were filled with anticipation as she shyly rehearsed her lines with Peng Hansong. The two of them asked and answered each other, and they were in perfect sync.
Wannian came over and wanted to talk to Fubao again. Fubao had already rehearsed his lines with Feng Meini and Wang Fenghua, so he had to rehearse a few lines with Wannian as well, so as not to forget them later.
Mo Jiasi closed her eyes nervously. Others mainly performed lines and danced, but she was the only one who had to sing. She was obviously a little nervous, but more of it was anticipation. She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and told herself desperately that she must make a splash this time.
After rehearsing their lines, Fubao and a few of his roommates went over to look forward through the curtain.
By this time, the program had already begun. The announcer's resounding voice announced, "Dear leaders, teachers, and students, on this joyous New Year's Day, I wish you and your families happiness and all the best... We know that the spring breeze of reform and opening up is quietly blowing across China, and society is undergoing unprecedented changes. Next, let's enjoy a solo performance of "Grassland Folk Song."
The singing from the front stage started and everyone listened with gusto. However, Fubao's eyes went beyond the stage and searched the seats in the small auditorium. However, he searched but did not see Xiao Dingkun, and he felt a little disappointed for a moment.
He said he would come.
However, this loss was only for a moment. She immediately stood on tiptoe to look at the back row, but saw Ning Huiyue in the crowd. Ning Huiyue was looking at the stage eagerly.
Fubao sighed in his heart, went back to rehearse his lines with a few roommates, stretched his arms and legs, and built up his emotions.
This performance is very important, but it’s my first time dancing on stage, so I absolutely cannot mess it up, otherwise I will be letting down Teacher Ning’s hard work and guidance.
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Not only Ning Huiyue, Yu Anmin and Mr. Yu were present in the audience, but also several of Mr. Yu’s old comrades.
It turns out that several old comrades are getting together today. One of them happens to stay at the Imperial University of Peking to teach military strategy courses. He mentioned earlier that there is a New Year's Day program today and asked everyone to come and watch it.
Mr. Yu suddenly remembered his niece who had moved away from home. Wasn't she also in this school? And from what her grandmother had said, it seemed like she was going to participate in a performance. So he said he would definitely go and see it when the time came!
When the other comrades heard this, they also felt that they should join in the fun.
Among these old comrades was Xiao Chujing's father-in-law, Old Man Sun.
Old Master Sun had just heard his daughter-in-law mention it at the dinner table the day before. She said that her brother Xiao Dingkun knew a female student from Imperial University of Peking. She had been wandering around and had been going to Imperial University every few days. She said that she had originally planned to invite her brother over for dinner, but her brother said that he wanted to go to Imperial University of Peking to watch the New Year's Day program, which seemed to imply that the girl was also participating in a program.
Upon hearing this, Old Master Sun slapped his thigh and said, "There's such a thing. It's just perfect. My comrade, Lao Yu, asked us to go to the Imperial University of Peking to see his granddaughter perform. I'm going to join in the fun and take a look at what that girl you mentioned is performing. I'll help check it out."
However, Xiao Chujing had no idea what Fubao was supposed to be doing, so she had to give him some advice: "It's about math and science. Just listen carefully."
Old Master Sun nodded repeatedly, determined to go over and listen carefully, and then see what the girl looks like, so as to check for his daughter-in-law's younger brother!
So this time when he came to the auditorium, Grandpa Sun was almost more attentive than his old comrade-in-arms, Grandpa Yu. He pricked up his ears and looked carefully. Who was this? Who was that? Which one was the girl that Ding Kun had his eyes on?
As he listened, he became confused. Which one was it? Why were there so many people wearing red and green skirts, just like one flower? They were all beautiful...
Ning Huiyue was looking up at the stage nervously.
Although her eldest son Yu Jingfei has now reported back to the army, the person who had been asked to inquire about the situation before has come back, found them, and told them everything.
People talked about what the Pingxi Production Brigade said about Fubao, saying that Fubao was a child picked up in the mountains by people from the nunnery, and that the child might have been born by a young nun in the nunnery who had an affair with a man. They also said that the nunnery was gone at that time, and Fubao had nowhere to go, so the government had to arrange for him to be adopted by people living in the mountains.
As a result, the adoptive family treated her badly and didn't want her. She was thrown around. Finally, the Gu family adopted her, and she became the daughter of the Gu family and lived a good life.
When Ning Huiyue heard the reply, she felt so heartbroken. This was her own daughter, and she was thrown into the mountains by that evil-hearted villain. She couldn't help it and almost rushed directly to the Imperial University of Peking.
Yu Anmin was more rational than her after all, so he stopped her and asked her to calm down.
"For Fubao, these things are all in the past. Now that you've heard about it and gone to find her and talked to her excitedly for a long time, she'll also think it's all in the past and nothing." Yu Anmin said helplessly: "She has grown up and has endured the most difficult days. Now she has been admitted to the Imperial University of Peking and is living a good life. Her adoptive parents are also very good to her. It's understandable that she doesn't want to recognize us when we suddenly appear and say we are her biological parents. We must restrain ourselves now and not rush things. We must pay attention to strategies and tactics and get along with her slowly. When the time comes, recognizing her as her biological parents will come naturally."
Ning Huiyue was almost mad with anger. I want to recognize my daughter and you still want me to use strategies and tactics?
However, after being persuaded by Yu Anmin, he calmed down and thought carefully about the past few days. Although Fubao still refused to accept the valuable things he gave her, she accepted the occasional food he gave her. Moreover, she even invited him to watch her performance. This was progress.
At least she was trying to accept herself slowly, and she would even say a few soft words to her occasionally.
Ning Huiyue gritted her teeth and endured it. She tossed and turned all night and hurried to Imperial University the next day. She wanted to see Fubao. Fubao was going to perform on stage, and she had to take a closer look at her daughter.
Now it is certain that it is her daughter!
Ning Huiyue sat in the audience, waiting eagerly until her eyes turned red.
From time to time, she thought of what others had said, how pitiful Fubao was when she was a child, how Nie Laosan's family didn't give her enough food to eat, and how no one in the village wanted her, so they had to draw lots and whoever drew the lot would get her.
That was her own flesh and blood, the daughter she held in her hands, the daughter she had been looking for for more than ten years.
It had actually fallen to the point where no one wanted it.
When Ning Huiyue thought about this, she felt as if her heart was being torn out. She felt extremely uncomfortable. She wanted to slap herself or stab herself with a knife.
At this moment, Mr. Yu, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said, "It will be Xiaoyue's turn soon, right?"
Ning Huiyue rubbed her nose and then she remembered that Xiaoyue and Fubao were in the same class, so they would also perform?
She had been worried about Fubao's affairs every day during this period. Yu Xiaoyue was sent to her grandmother's house, so she had no time to pay attention to Yu Xiaoyue. When she heard this, she just nodded and said absentmindedly, "It should be."
Mr. Yu: "Our Xiaoyue has been learning dance since she was young. This time she goes on stage, she will definitely perform the best!"
He has great confidence in his grandniece.
My own niece, of course she is the best.
However, when Ning Huiyue heard this, she was overwhelmed with grief and almost cried.
If Fubao grew up by her side, he would definitely go to school with his talents, and he would also be able to dance and sing, right? She could even teach Fubao to play the piano herself.
But when Xiaoyue was practicing piano, what was Fubao doing? Was he collecting firewood or doing farm work in the mountains?
Ning Huiyue was thinking so much that tears were falling, but because some of Mr. Yu’s friends were right next to her, she quickly wiped them away.
I haven't dared to tell Mr. Yu about this because I'm afraid he would be too frightened and it would be bad for his health.
But, Ning Huiyue thought, shouldn’t we talk about it today?
At this moment, Ning Huiyue heard Old Man Yu say, "Look, that's my niece Xiaoyue. She's pretty and a great dancer!"
Ning Huiyue's heart twitched when she heard this.
Just as he was thinking about it, one of Mr. Yu's comrades said, "That girl in the red dress is your Xiaoyue, right? She's so pretty, and she looks so energetic in that red dress. Not bad, she has the youthful energy!"
Old Master Yu was dumbfounded. He squinted his eyes and looked through his reading glasses: "No, that girl in the red dress is not my Xiaoyue..."
Several old comrades asked: "Isn't this her? Which one is your niece's granddaughter?"
The other one hurriedly laughed and said, "Young girls all look alike. We are old and our eyes are blurry. Old Yu, which one is your niece's granddaughter?"
Grandpa Yu wore glasses and looked at the stage for a long time before finally pointing it out: "This, this is it, this is Ah Xiang, my granddaughter."
After hearing what he said and looking at it carefully, everyone was a little disappointed.
Originally, Grandpa Yu praised his niece's granddaughter all day long, but now she seems just so-so. Her clothes are not fresh enough and she doesn't look very lively.
But as an old man, they had been friends for many years, so naturally, he couldn't let Old Man Yu feel sad. He immediately followed up with a few compliments: "Old Yu, your niece is great. She looks like a cultured person and simple!"
Old Master Sun also nodded quickly: "Young people nowadays wear colorful clothes, which I can't stand. It's better to be simple."
Old Master Wang widened his eyes and almost choked on himself.
His niece's granddaughter has never been simple, so why is she simple? Why is she playing such a role today? Why is she dressed like this?
Old Master Sun held up his glasses and looked carefully, asking around: "Hey, Lao Wang, what kind of professional program is this... I need to find a girl..."
Find a girl?
The old men nearby all shook their heads: "You're old, what kind of girl are you looking for? Look, this is Old Yu's niece's granddaughter!"
When Mr. Sun heard this, his beard trembled: "No, I have to take a closer look and help check it."
Ning Huiyue became alert at this moment, and all her attention was focused on the most eye-catching, beautiful and fashionable girl, her daughter Fubao.
As the music started, Fubao walked to the center of the stage, reciting the lines: "Sisters, we are still young. The days of wearing gray, yellow and blue are over. Everyone should dress up a little more beautifully, so that we can look like young people!"
The audience included students, parents, teachers and school leaders.
The students were relatively open-minded and had long known that red skirts were now popular in some southern cities. They were all amazed and applauded. Some boys even couldn't help asking who was wearing the red skirt on the stage.
As for the teachers, most of them were full of praise.
The teachers at the Imperial University of Peking were different from other teachers. They were relatively knowledgeable and more open to new things. Although they wore gray, yellow and blue, from an aesthetic point of view, they were of course more willing to appreciate beautiful things.
Even the dean of the college nodded in approval, saying to the secretary beside him, "This is great! We hope to see different colors on clothes, different ideas in our academics, and even different voices in our work."
The secretary beside him nodded and said, "Old Wang, you're right. Now that the ten-year ice age is over and our minds are liberated, we must keep pace with the times in all aspects."
As for Mr. Yu and his comrades, they were stunned at first. How could this be possible? How could young people nowadays be like this?
But soon, a comrade took the lead and said, "Great! This is how we look like young people! It looks good, really good! It reminds me of our old art troupe. Didn't people wear red skirts back then?"
Another person also said: "Yes, yes, this is good. In fact, I have watched too many model operas in recent years. Isn't it nice to watch a new show?"
Another said: "Young people nowadays are getting bolder and more stylish, and they dance well too."
Finally, everyone said together: "Old Yu, when will your niece dance?"
Old Master Yu is feeling a little uncomfortable now. Why isn't his niece dancing?
He had no choice but to say: "Wait, my Xiaoyue will have to dance soon, and I guarantee she will dance better than this girl!"
But Mr. Sun didn't care about these things. He was worried. There were so many red dresses, which one was it? Why did these girls all look the same?
As he was thinking, he suddenly saw a person sitting not far away who looked familiar.
Hey, isn’t that his daughter-in-law’s younger brother Dingkun?
He quickly stood up and walked over: "Dingkun, who is your partner? Point it out to me."
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Ning Huiyue didn't pay any attention to Mr. Yu's insistence on saving face. She just stared at Fubao.
Her daughter, her lucky baby, dances so beautifully. She has never practiced since she was a child, but how can she dance so beautifully?
Yu Anmin, who was standing next to him, was also staring at Fubao intently. After a while, he suddenly came over and whispered, "Like when you were young."
Ning Huiyue understood at once.
Yes, she must look like me. I was in the art troupe when I was young, and I danced very well. My daughter looks like her!
At this moment, the plot began. First, Ah Xiang was too inferior to dare to wear the red skirt, so she gave the skirt to Tao Xing'er. Then Tao Xing'er started to go to the park to "cut skirts", and Ah Xiang watched all this with envy.
When the performance reached this point, the people in the audience began to applaud, but Mr. Yu was unhappy.
He drummed his fingers on the handle of his seat. "What's going on? Why isn't my niece dancing? These school leaders are such idiots. Why won't they let my niece dance? No, I have to talk to them. My niece dances just as well as Tao Xing'er."
The comrades nearby looked at the girl on the stage and thought that she danced so beautifully that they couldn't take their eyes off her.
But……
Faced with the old comrade who was obviously shocked, they could only comfort him: "Well, actually, your niece's granddaughter played Ah Xiang very well, and it was very realistic!"
Another said: "Yes, it truly reflects the vanity of today's young people!"
Vanity?
This time, Mr. Yu was really choked and started coughing non-stop.
Old Master Yu has always been ill and in poor health. He coughs when he gets excited, when he feels uncomfortable, or at the slightest disturbance.
Yu Anmin, who was standing next to him, was frightened when he saw this. He quickly rubbed his back and handed over the enamel water cup.
After struggling for a long time, Mr. Yu drank a few sips of water, felt much better, and looked at the stage again.
I looked at Tao Xing'er with a sour look in her red skirt. She looked so pretty. The girl was young and beautiful, and her spirit was high. It made people feel refreshed, as if they had returned to their youth.
Old Man Yu sighed, "Hey, why didn't I let my niece and granddaughter dance?"
Ning Huiyue listened to Old Man Yu chattering there, and gave Yu Anmin a sad look, and Yu Anmin and Ning Huiyue came out first.
"Should I tell Dad about this?" Ning Huiyue said with a sigh.
"I've been thinking about it, but I have to find a suitable opportunity. Before, I was afraid of disappointing Dad, and now I'm afraid Fubao won't recognize us, and Dad will be sad too. Besides, look at Dad's health. He can't get excited. If he gets excited, he'll get sick..." Yu Anmin thought carefully and had his concerns.
"No." Ning Huiyue said firmly: "I have to tell Dad the truth, let Dad know that the one dancing is our daughter Fubao. Fubao has had it really hard. She has lived such a good life over the years."
"Speaking of this, we should thank the Gu family. They raised Fubao and made her so successful." Yu Anmin pondered, "No wonder Fubao didn't recognize us. She might be worried about the Gu family. This shows that the Gu family has always been very good to her, treating her like their own daughter, and she also regards the Gu family as her parents."
Ning Huiyue sighed: "Fubao is a kind and conscientious child. He is very good, very good."
It is certainly sad and uncomfortable to think that my daughter is missing other parents, but as long as my daughter has lived a good life these years, her sadness doesn't matter.
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At this time, Yu Xiaoyue, who played Ah Xiang, stood on the stage, watching Fubao preparing to cut her skirt.
In the stage of cutting the skirt, Tao Xing'er needs to dance to the music, and then the other dancers in red skirts will dance with her. But in the end, all the dancers will be outdone by Tao Xing'er's red skirt dance. Tao Xing'er wins the victory by stunning everyone and the story reaches its first climax.
However, Yu Xiaoyue was certainly unwilling to give up.
Although this is just a small stage, she is the best dancer. Why should she play the role of Ah Xiang?
Why can’t Ah Xiang dance?
So when the dance music started and all the girls in red dresses began to dance, Yu Xiaoyue took off the work jacket she was wearing.
When she took off her coat, the red skirt underneath was revealed.
She spun around and danced to the music.
Her dancing skills are professional, and after she performed a few moves, people in the audience applauded.
Fubao and several other girls were confused. According to the design of the stage play, this shouldn't be the case.
But Fubao quickly understood. She smiled and continued dancing in her red dress.
So the people in the audience saw that the stage play, which originally had only one leading actor, now seemed to have two protagonists: two girls, both wearing red dresses, dancing wildly on the stage.
Everyone was a little overwhelmed for a moment, looking at this and that, and finally, everyone's eyes fell on "Tao Xinger".
Mr. Yu suddenly became proud and quickly pointed at the stage and said, "That girl is my great-niece. Look, she's starting to dance. You all have to watch carefully! My great-niece's dancing is really beautiful!"
At this time, only the music as gentle as flowing water was heard. Tao Xing'er walked with extraordinary grace, and her light red skirt swayed with her movements, like a blooming gorgeous red flower.
She has a slender figure and dances gracefully. Although some of her movements are not professional enough, she is beautiful, indeed beautiful. She is graceful and light, and exudes a youthful atmosphere in every move.
In comparison, although Ah Xiang next to her was also dancing and her moves were all in place, she was not as good as Tao Xing'er.
It’s not that she is not beautiful, nor that she doesn’t dance well enough, but she lacks the unique spirit and charm of a young and passionate girl, that kind of positive and life-loving aura.
As Grandpa Yu watched, he felt a little uncomfortable. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that his niece was not as good as Tao Xing'er!
He hung his white-haired head in frustration and said nothing.
Several old comrades nearby consoled her, saying, "Your niece's great-granddaughter dances really well, with unique ideas. She's worthy of being a professional dancer."
Old Master Yu also felt the same way, and felt a little comforted. It seemed that his niece-granddaughter was not bad after all.
Who knew that at this moment, I heard a few students in the back whispering: "This Ah Xiang performed well. She used her dance to set off Tao Xing'er's beauty. This stage play is really unique!"
Another said: "Right, right, right. I've seen this play before, and it always had Ah Xiang standing aside, silently watching Tao Xing'er dance with envy. But this time, Ah Xiang also danced herself, and even deliberately didn't dance as well as Tao Xing'er. This made the psychological twist later on more convincing!"
Several old comrades: “……………………”
Old Master Yu started coughing violently and couldn't stop.
The disease started to come back again...
Several old comrades came over quickly, patting him on the back and bringing him water. Actually, they understood Lao Yu. Although he was already old, he was still very concerned about his reputation. He had to compare his niece's granddaughter and his grandson. There was nothing he could do. They were just old kids, so they understood because - they were the same!
But of course, you can't force this kind of thing. Even if your own child is not good enough, she is still a child, so you have to pretend that she is the best in the world.
At this moment, Yu Anmin walked in solemnly: "Dad, please come out, I have something to tell you."
Old Master Yu was feeling ashamed. After all, he was the one who boasted every day about how great his niece's dancing was, but now she had become someone else's foil. How embarrassing.
As soon as his son called him, he quickly prepared to go out.
Mr. Yu came out: "What's the matter?"
Yu Anmin looked at his father solemnly, a mixture of heaviness and joy. "Dad, be prepared and don't be too happy."
Old Master Yu snorted, "I, your father, have been through so much. How could I be scared by you? Tell me!"
Yu Anmin: "We should have found Nuonuo."
When Mr. Yu heard this, he was dumbfounded: "What? What did you say??"
Ning Huiyue, who was standing next to him, suddenly burst into tears, covering her mouth and saying excitedly, "Dad, we found her a few days ago. She looks so much like me when I was young. I wasn't sure at the time and didn't dare tell you because I was afraid you'd be so excited. Now I can be sure, it's Nuonuo!"
Mr. Yu was silent for a long time, and then his lips and beard trembled. "What, what did you say? Did you say that we found Nuonuo?"
Ning Huiyue cried and said, "Yes, I found her. She is Nuonuo, she can't be fake!"
It was that year, that month, in the freezing cold, she was thrown into the Dagunzi Mountain and picked up by a nun. She looked so much like herself. There was no such coincidence in the world. Fubao could only be her daughter, her Nuonuo. There was no mistake about it.
Old Man Yu was so excited that he almost lost his balance and stumbled. Yu Anmin was so frightened that he quickly supported him: "Dad, Dad, don't get excited. We really found it this time, we found it."
Old Man Yu's tone changed at this time. His breath was weak and his eyes were wide open. "Nuonuo, where is Nuonuo... Where is Nuonuo? Didn't you say you found her?"
Yu Anmin said hurriedly, "Dad, Nuonuo was thrown into Dagunzi Mountain. After many setbacks, she was adopted. That family treated her well and let her go to school. She studied very well—"
Old Master Yu waved his hand to stop him and shouted at his son: "Speak of the results, speak of the results!"
I'm used to being a leader, and I have to say everything clearly when speaking in meetings. Now when I talk about my own business, I have to beat around the bush and lay the groundwork first!
Ning Huiyue couldn't stand her man anymore: "Dad, that little girl who plays Tao Xing'er, dancing in a red skirt, is her. She is our Nuonuo. Look carefully at her face, she looks just like me when I was young!"
Mr. Yu glared: "She??"
The girl who dances the best?
Cough, cough, cough. Old Master Yu was so excited that his face turned red. He kept coughing and his beard trembled.
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