"Since the beginning of the value game, I haven't been this leisurely. Above, sit the celestial maiden." Yaochi sang a line from "The Grand Ascension."
"Sister Yao can sing Peking Opera?" Li Qianxia leaned over curiously.
"Of course, it's my talent." Yaochi rarely showed a proud expression. "When I was little, I listened to operas with my elders and sang a few lines. Because I sang so well, my parents specially made me learn in order to please my grandfather. When my grandfather's birthday came, I would go on stage to sing many operas for him, such as 'Beating the Drum and Cursing Cao Cao' and 'The Empty City Stratagem'!"
"...Is this what a big family is like?" Li Qianxia asked blankly.
“Yes,” Yaochi found it amusing, “but the older generation all like Peking Opera, which is like pop songs today. Your brother can sing it too, can’t he?”
"My brother?" Li Qianxia looked at Li Changzhou. "Old Li who sells barbecue, you can sing Peking Opera?"
This is a dangerous topic. Why did Yaochi know that Li Changzhou could sing Peking Opera?
Under the gaze of the three, Li Changzhou remained expressionless: "I knew a little about it when I was the second master in 1928."
Before they could speak, he continued calmly, "So, in the end, Yaochi obtained the title of 'Spring Emperor' just because she sang Peking Opera well?"
"My talent in opera and dance is only barely comparable to that of the Spring Emperor." Yaochi tossed aside the slip of paper in her hand, gesturing for Li Changzhou to bring her another one.
Li Changzhou placed the baked goods on a tray and served them all to the three of them at once.
Although it's December, the temperature in the Maldives is like summer, so there's no need to worry about getting cold while barbecuing.
Yaochi immediately took a string of them;
Li Qianxia, as if worried about being eaten up, held a corn cob in her right hand and a string of corn in her free left hand;
Only Yang Qinglan was still leisurely eating grilled silver fish.
She didn't need to fight for it; Li Changzhou was in charge of the barbecue, and she could just order whatever she wanted on the spot, and the chef would prioritize meeting her needs.
Find a boyfriend who does barbecues... no, it's convenient to have a boyfriend who does barbecues.
“If a value game gives you a special identity, then the player will definitely satisfy the specialness of that identity,” Yaochi explained.
"There are only three of us, and we hadn't thought about this before," Yang Qinglan said thoughtfully, taking small bites of fish.
While munching on corn, Li Qianxia said, "In 1880, I was a Witcher, that's fine, but in 1928, why was I a factory worker?"
“Think about it, if I weren’t in the real world, wouldn’t you just be a factory worker? With your personality of not doing your homework and liking to play video games,” Li Changzhou said.
"Hu..." Li Qianxia thought about her brother's role over the years and had to admit that there was indeed a possibility. "What's wrong with factory workers? What's wrong with being self-reliant?"
Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Yaochi all laughed.
Li Qianxia's tone when she said this was so cute, not at all like a hot girl.
"And what about you?" Li Qianxia retorted, "What makes you think you're Second Master Li?!"
"Judging from your tone, it sounds like you wish me ill?"
"Nonsense, I'll work, and you'll tighten screws, no, pull a rickshaw!" Li Qianxia was determined to die together with him.
"Perhaps this is what the value game is trying to mean—" Yang Qinglan glanced at the two siblings, "Without a sister, the brother would be lawless and do whatever he wants."
"I follow the rules, okay?" Li Changzhou retorted.
"Playing with your younger sister and sister-in-law in a very proper manner?" Yang Qinglan asked rhetorically.
"...I don't think it's about whether I have a sister or not, it's about whether I have Qianxia. Only Qianxia is my real sister, Li Biwei is not."
"Do you still remember the name of the other sister? Ha, you stinky man." Li Qianxia took a big bite of corn.
"I not only remember her name, but I also know that she was only seventeen years old, fresh and tender, as vibrant as a freshly picked peach."
"Hmm?" Yang Qinglan looked at her with a puzzled expression.
“Sister, they’re all sisters.” Li Changzhou picked up a skewer of grilled fruit. “By the way, speaking of peaches, should we plant some fruit trees in ‘Honey Pot World’?”
“Planting is too slow, direct transplantation can yield results, right?” Yang Qinglan also cared that Li Changzhou remembered Li Biwei.
She could see clearly whether there were feelings involved or not.
"Don't rush, don't rush," Li Qianxia interrupted the topic, "I want to know, what about Qinglan? Why did Qinglan become an apprentice in the Peking Opera in 1928?"
“It’s a petit-bourgeois life,” Li Changzhou said, revealing his envy of financial freedom. “In reality, I run a bookstore and learned to sing opera in 1928. I have no worries about making a living.”
"You seem dissatisfied?" Yang Qinglan put down the grilled fish skewer she had finished eating.
"My sister works in a factory, I pull a rickshaw, and you stay home and write letters for people, how about that?"
Yang Qinglan laughed: "That works too."
“Every night, you would take Qinglan and me out for a drive.”
"Take you for a ride? How could you say something like that? You're just a lowly laborer, and you think you can afford a rickshaw ride?!"
"I sat there!" Li Qianxia almost spat out the corn in her mouth.
"What a happy family!" Yaochi smiled, her beauty radiant as she said to Li Changzhou. "Do you know what opera I just sang?"
"The Drumming and Cursing Cao Cao?"
Will a celestial being appear in "Beating the Drum and Cursing Cao Cao"?
"Diao Chan and Zhen Mi."
"And that one!" Li Qianxia exclaimed, sitting up straight. "'Don't make futile resistance to the charm of beautiful girls'!"
“Let me explain,” Li Changzhou said, holding up the roasted whole lamb. “She was referring to Cai Wenji, one of the three celestial beauties.”
"Get lost." Yaochi threw the divination stick over.
In "The Grand Coronation," Xue Pinggui finds Wang Baochuan, who has been missing for eighteen years. His new wife, Princess Daizhan, meets Wang Baochuan, and the two greet each other warmly. Xue Pinggui enjoys the blessing of having two wives.
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