When Mr. Ding saw it, he reached out to grab it.
"Brother-in-law, it's very heavy. I'd better carry it for you. You can't lift it."
"I can lift it, I can lift it." Father Ding hugged the bag tightly and said, "I know you, Han Wu, are a drunkard. You'll risk your life if you see alcohol. I won't feel at ease if I put it in your hands."
"Since my brother-in-law says so, I'll give it to you." Han Shizhong said, letting go of his hand.
Father Ding staggered and was about to fall, but Zhang Shixun helped him up and he was able to stand firmly.
"Mr. Zhang, you're here." Ding Dusai, who was in the backstage, was so excited when he saw Zhang Shixun that he couldn't express it in words.
"Here I come! It's my honor to have an appointment with Madam Ding." Zhang Shixun stared at Ding Dusai with a smile. He hadn't seen her for many days and thought she was even more beautiful.
Ding Dusai pointed towards the audience and said, "Sister Li is here too. She's in the stands."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Shixun looked down at the audience through the gap in the curtain. The audience was almost full, and there were spectators in the stands on both sides. He couldn't see where Li Shishi was.
"It's the stand with the bamboo curtain on the right." Ding Dusai came over and pointed, her hair very close to Zhang Shixun's face.
A faint fragrance drifted into Zhang Shixun's nostrils, and he no longer cared to see where Li Shishi was.
"Saisai, you were so busy talking to Shixun that you didn't even say hello to your uncle when you saw him?" Han Shizhong's rough voice reached their ears at an inopportune time.
"Oh! Uncle, why are you here too?" Ding Dusai turned around and saw Han Shizhong, feeling a little surprised.
"Shixun is here to support you, so how can I, as your uncle, not come...Oh! By the way, your sister-in-law is here too." Han Shizhong stepped aside, revealing Liang Hongyu behind him.
"Sister-in-law, you are here too. I am so happy." Ding Dusai held Liang Hongyu and chattered non-stop.
Zhang Shixun took advantage of this opportunity to greet the people from the Ding family with a smile. He had made guest appearances here several times and was already quite familiar with the people here.
Someone asked, "Master Zhang, are you going to play the zither or perform martial arts today?"
"I didn't plan on going on stage today, haha!"
Although Ding Dusai was talking to Liang Hongyu, his mind was completely on him. When he heard Zhang Shixun say he had no plans to go on stage, he immediately refused: "No! You must go on stage today and sing or play a song."
Zhang Shixun spread his hands and said, "You didn't tell me to go on stage beforehand."
Ding Dusai pouted and said, "I don't care, you have to go."
"I'm not prepared."
"Tsk! Do you still need to prepare?"
"this……"
Zhang Shixun really didn't want to go on stage, but when he saw Ding Dusai's pleading eyes, his heart softened and he immediately changed his mind, "Okay, it's okay for me to go on stage, right?"
"Oh! My lord, you are so kind. Saisai is very grateful to you." Ding Dusai was overjoyed and his eyes turned into crescent moons.
Han Shizhong, who was standing by, patted Zhang Shixun on the shoulder and whispered, "Even a hero can't resist the temptation of a beautiful woman."
Zhang Shixun nodded, and the two of them smiled bitterly at each other.
Father Ding appeared out of nowhere, holding a wine jug in his hand. "Po Han Wu, what are you still doing backstage? It's a small space here. Go find a place to sit downstage. Don't get in the way here."
"Brother-in-law, you don't have to chase me away. I feel uncomfortable here." Han Shizhong saw the wine pot and immediately felt the urge to drink. He took Liang Hongyu's hand and said, "My wife, let's go downstairs."
Although Liang Hongyu was free and easy, she was embarrassed to be held by his hand in public, so she quickly pulled her hand away and said to Ding Duchu: "Saisai, let's go downstairs. We can talk later if we have anything to say."
Ding Dusai nodded and said, "I'll ask someone to take you down. I've reserved two seats for Master Zhang. He doesn't need them now, so they're perfect for you two."
After Han Shizhong and the other two left, Ding Dusai approached Zhang Shixun and asked him, "Sir, what are you planning to do?"
Zhang Shixun thought for a moment and said, "How about I try something different this time?"
"What's going on?" Ding Dusai asked with anticipation.
“Play and sing at the same time.”
"Play and sing at the same time?" Ding Dusai's eyes lit up. "Sing that song 'Crescent Moon'?"
Zhang Shixun shook his head and said, "You haven't heard the song I sang yet."
"Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly!" Ding Dusai pulled his hand and begged.
Zhang Shixun loved holding her hand the most. In order to hold her hand for a while longer, he started to use delaying tactics: "Do you really want to know?"
"Of course I want to know."
"The song I'm going to sing is..." Zhang Shixun was about to say it when he heard someone say in a low voice, "You little bastard, let go of your claws!"
Zhang Shixun turned his head and saw Ding's father's annoying old face in front of him. Ding Dusaixiu blushed and quickly pulled his hand out.
Zhang Shixun was also a little embarrassed and annoyed. This old guy always appeared at the most inappropriate time. It was so annoying.
Ding Dusai stamped his feet and said angrily, "Dad, we are talking about serious matters."
Ding's father asked sternly, "What serious business do we need to hold hands to discuss?"
Zhang Shixun said, "I'm talking about fairy tales with Madam Ding. Would you like to listen?"
"What? A fairy tale?" Father Ding leaned closer. "What fairy tale?"
"Mythology is..." Zhang Shixun said here, and suddenly an idea came to him. He said to Ding Duchu: "My wife, the song I will perform today is - Beautiful Mythology."
"A Beautiful Myth?" Ding Dusai blinked. "What's the song title?"
"Yes! The song is called 'Beautiful Myth'."
"Great!" Ding Dusai inexplicably liked the name. "What do you need me to prepare?"
"Zheng!"
"Okay! Let's use my zheng." Ding Dusai quickly ordered people to prepare the zheng.
The performance began. Zhang Shixun sat on the stage box and chatted with Ding's father in a random manner.
This old guy seemed to be possessed by a ghost today. He followed him closely, never leaving his side, even following him to the toilet.
It was like a piece of dog-skin plaster stuck on Zhang Shixun, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
While drinking, Ding's father asked questions about this and that. Zhang Shixun answered them in a perfunctory manner, but his eyes were always on Ding Dusai.
Ding Dusai was calm and composed, standing backstage directing the performance. He arranged who should go on stage and who should leave in an orderly manner, which was completely different from his usual gentle and lovely self.
As they were chatting, Ding's father suddenly said, "Zhang boy, Saisai can't get married in the next two years."
"Oh! It's okay, I can wait." Zhang Shixun said casually. He didn't want to get married so early.
Father Ding slammed the wine jug onto the opera box and shouted angrily, "Bullshit! What does Saisai have to do with you? Who asked you to wait?"
Zhang Shixun stared into the old man's eyes and said in a resounding voice, "I must wait. She will never change her mind until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble."
The voice of this sentence was a little high, and Ding Dusai heard it clearly. She glanced over here and smiled secretly.
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