Chapter 23 tells a joke, "A Deeply Loving Couple"
Gu Jun ran and cried, stumbled twice along the way, and came running towards him with his head covered in dirt.
Lu Ping, who had been chasing after him, called out in a hoarse voice, "Jun Jun, stop running."
Behind Lu Ping stood Gu Feihong, who looked furious.
He never expected that this brat would be so easily frightened!
The production team arranged for them to stay in a house at the very back of the village. As they ran along the road, some villagers heard the commotion and came out to see what was going on.
Watched by several pairs of eyes in the distance, Gu Feihong's temper flared, and he immediately roared, "Gu Jun, if you don't stop, believe me, I'll beat you to death!!"
Gu Jun was startled and fell to the ground with a thud.
Lu Ping rushed over and helped the person up, trembling as she checked, "Where did you fall?"
Does it hurt anywhere?
With his father's changed expression on one side and his mother's still gentle demeanor on the other, Gu Jun sobbed and immediately threw himself into Lu Ping's arms.
She cried out, "Mommy, I'm scared!"
Lu Ping could no longer hold back and began to sob while holding her son.
Gu Jun's face darkened, and he tried to drag the mother and son away, but just as he made a move, he was suddenly kicked hard!
The force was terrifying; he was kicked to the ground and looked up in a disheveled state.
Yes... Luo Meili.
Luo Meili, grumbling, helped Lu Ping up.
"We still have to feed the pigs, otherwise we can't even beat a man!"
Lu Ping was startled and stopped sobbing.
Meanwhile, Tu Yao casually stuffed the remaining chocolate into Gu Jun's mouth.
Gu Jun realized what was happening and was about to vomit when he heard the familiar warning voice.
"If you dare to spit, you'll have to carry a dung ladle!"
The crying stopped abruptly.
The mother and son remained silent.
...
Gu Feihong tried to get up, but Luo Meili's kick was so hard that he found he had strained his back when he moved slightly.
So he could only lie face down on the ground.
I've lived to fifty and never been this humiliated.
He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Ah Ping! Help me up!"
"Don't help him up!"
Luo Meili glared at Lu Ping sternly: "I knew he wasn't a good person!"
She heard that sentence clearly, yet she immediately threatened to beat her own son to death. Is she crazy?
Her husband, Ding Da Pang, always scored in the teens or twenties on tests, which was like a knife to her heart, but she didn't intend to beat him to death.
Seeing that the child was trembling with fear, Luo Meili didn't want to bring up the topic and immediately changed the subject.
"He doesn't even know if his own wife is a good actress or not, what does he know! He knows nothing! He deserves to be stuck here!"
Tu Yao rested her chin on her hand and watched Gu Jun swallow the chocolate with a wronged expression. After thinking for a few seconds, she covered his ears.
He nodded seriously and said, "He didn't know that Aunt Lu was injured."
"What? Injury?"
Luo Meili's eyes suddenly flashed with anger, and she quickly looked at the woman in front of her.
Lu Ping still looked somewhat dazed, and before she knew it, her hands were clasped together, tightly gripping her arm.
It should have been a form-fitting cheongsam, but because the woman was too thin, the skirt and sleeves swayed loosely in the wind.
Her wrists and ankles, bruised and purple from being pinched, were exposed.
A gasp of surprise immediately rippled through the crowd!
Gu Feihong, who had strained his back and was still lying on the ground, subconsciously looked up and realized that the villagers who had been watching just moments before had gradually gathered around.
A dozen pairs of eyes swept over him with disdain.
"He looks respectable, but he beats his son and his wife."
Gu Feihong was both ashamed and indignant, and quickly retorted, "Nonsense!"
His face flushed red, but he still tried to maintain his last shred of dignity, saying in a slow voice, "My husband and I have always been loving and have never quarreled in more than 30 years. How could we possibly resort to violence!"
"Pah! If it weren't for you, who else could have beaten you up!"
Luo Meili didn't believe it and was about to kick him again when Lu Ping immediately stopped her.
A hint of hesitation flashed across her face. She glanced at her son beside her, opened her mouth, but couldn't bring herself to speak.
Tu Yao glanced at the dark sky, sighed softly, and continued to cover Gu Jun's ears.
"Aunt Lu pinched herself."
After he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.
Gu Jun blinked blankly, savoring the sweet taste in his mouth, unable to even cry.
Tu Yao took out all the candy from her pocket and stuffed it into his hand, then pointed seriously to the room next to her: "Go in."
"If you don't go in, I'll make you carry it..."
Gu Jun: ...
He immediately stood up, sobbing, and ran into the house as if fleeing before Tu Yao could utter those two words.
Luo Meili couldn't help but ask, "...Did you really pinch yourself?"
Lu Ping breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her son leave, and slowly lowered her eyes.
"yes."
Everyone was stunned by the answer.
Even Gu Feihong, who was on the ground, showed an expression of absurdity and disbelief.
"……Why?"
Lu Ping instinctively tried to cross her arms again, but struggled to control her trembling.
Now that things have come to this, what is there that cannot be said?
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes: "You're right. We've been married for thirty years and we've never argued or fought."
Gu Feihong was slightly taken aback, a glimmer of hope igniting in her heart: "Yes, we've always been very loving, everyone knows we're very loving..."
But the next second, Lu Ping gave a bitter laugh: "But the price of love is that I never have the right to argue with you."
"They are even less worthy of having the desire to express themselves."
After he finished speaking, Gu Feihong was momentarily speechless.
Lu Ping quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She hadn't been calling her Madam Gu from the beginning.
Thirty years ago, she had her own name, her own stage, and her own audience.
Back then, Gu Feihong was just a minor character on set, but just like now, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to opera.
They got married because of their shared love for traditional opera.
However, less than a year after their marriage, Gu Feihong suggested that she take a break.
He said that couples who spend too little time together will hurt our relationship, and he wanted me to stay by his side and witness his growth.
Lu Ping slowly recalled that she lacked nothing back then: a career she loved, youthful years, the only thing she lacked was a relationship to add to her happiness.
So she agreed.
Gu Feihong also quickly completed his transformation in that year.
The change occurred the year Lu Ping was about to make her comeback. Gu Feihong's troupe was hit by a rainstorm, and all the members of the troupe, including Gu Feihong, were showing signs of catching a cold.
However, the torrential rain paralyzed traffic, making it impossible to buy medicine.
Fortunately, Lu Ping was there. She had been by Gu Feihong's side all year, fully equipped, and the medicine she had prepared came in handy. She was also busy taking care of Gu Feihong and the entire troupe.
A week later, the weather cleared up, traffic returned to normal, and the troupe was able to perform smoothly.
After this story spread, everyone praised Gu Feihong for having a good wife.
Gu Feihong seemed to have tasted a bit of sweetness and suggested that she stay with him for another two years.
Just then, Lu Ping's parents died in a car accident, and she agreed.
"Then it went from two years to three years, from three years to ten years, and more and more people knew that Gu Feihong had a gentle and considerate wife."
Lu Ping smiled sarcastically, but no one remembered that there was once a Lu Ping who sang a stunning song called "The Embroidered Purse".
She also struggled; she practiced her singing at home, imagining communicating and practicing with Gu Feihong like before their marriage.
But in return, Gu Feihong pointed out countless problems with her singing style, posture, and eyes.
"He said seriously that my singing style was old-fashioned, my voice was no longer young, and my eyes were no longer lively."
"He jokingly said that I was overweight and needed custom-made costumes."
No matter how much she practiced, he could always find fault with her.
Later, they had a son, and gradually, even Gu Jun would be influenced to cover his ears and say, "Dad says you don't sing well, I don't want to listen."
At that moment, she felt like she really couldn't go on.
From self-doubt to self-denial, it took her a long thirty years, ultimately becoming a tool to prove the deep affection between Gu Feihong and his wife.
Those words were like a soft knife cutting flesh, or boiling a frog in lukewarm water. At first, they didn't cause any harm, but over time, when she came to realize what they meant, her mental defenses were reduced to a thin layer.
After most of her life had passed, she suddenly realized that she had long since lost her beloved career, her youthful years, and even the once-cherished romance was now just a facade.
Lu Ping closed her eyes briefly: "I don't want to hurt myself, but besides hurting myself, I can't think of any other way to vent my emotions, I..."
"Shut up!"
"You're not allowed to say that!"
Gu Feihong was already dizzy from lying down, and couldn't help but turn around and yell, "You're a madman!"
Lu Ping looked at him quietly.
As if he had just realized something, he questioned, "Did you do this on purpose? What are you trying to do? Are you trying to ruin me to get revenge for not letting you perform on stage!"
"Yes or no!"
"You chose this path yourself, so why blame me? Didn't I give you a good life? What's the difference between Mrs. Gu and Lu Ping!"
"With so many new talents declining in the traditional opera industry, how can you be so sure that you will achieve the same level of success as I have now!"
"If I had known you were sick, I shouldn't have..."
He was halfway through his rant when his voice suddenly stopped.
Gu Feihong stared blankly at the person opposite him.
At the village entrance, Tu Chaoxi and Jiang Ye stood side by side.
Beside them, a cameraman had been following them for who knows how long.
The camera indicator light was flashing, pointing right at him.
Gu Feihong: ...
The photographer apologized profusely, wiped the lens, and added some lighting.
A glance at the data instantly dispelled any lingering apology!
Jiang Ye's live stream had never been very popular. At first, only a few hundred people discovered that he had started a live stream, but after hearing that he was going to thank Tu Chaoxi, more than 100,000 people came one after another.
After listening to Luo Meili's conversation with Tu Yao, her earnings increased by several hundred thousand.
At this moment, Jiang Ye's live stream surpassed one million views for the first time!
I'm so sorry, Teacher Gu, but the topic is getting too popular right now, and it's too late to shut it down.
At this moment, the live stream chat was almost completely filled with comments. Nobody expected to stumble upon such a juicy juicy story late at night!
[Here's a joke: "A Couple's Deep Love."]
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