The eatery place nearby theater troupe.
Yan Zu's stomach kept growling. He looked at the ten dollars in his pocket.
OS: If I use this, I won't have the money to take the train back to Dongguan to see my parents. Ay, think I should go back and look for my uncle.
Yanzu was very hungry, so he left with no choice but to shamelessly go back to the theater.
Outside the troupe.
Hao (Jiahao) was cleaning outside the house when he saw Yan Zu dragging his luggage and walking back with a grimace.
Hao immediately ran back to the living room to find Ah Hua.
"Taipan! Taipan! Your nephew is back!" Hao shouted.
" All of you continue practicing. I'll go out for a moment." Ah Hua replied.
Ahua walked out of the door...
"You finally willing to come back. Go put your luggage down quickly and come out to see your senior brothers and sisters practicing." Ahua said.
"I have a request." Yan Zu replied.
"You're a troublemaker. Why do you have so many demands?" Ah Hua asked seriously.
"As soon as I make enough money, I will go back and find my parents." Yan Zu replied.
"Okay, it's a deal! But you have to go back by yourself." Ahua said.
Yan Zu smiled happily and nodded. That was Yan Zu's only smile in the past few years.
Since he was five years old, his father and grandparents have been making things difficult for him because of his physical differences.
As the son of the village chief, he has always lived a very unhappy life. In fact, his parents and grandparents did not hate him, but wanted to protect this innocent and handsome little boy.
From that day on, Yan Zu practised Cantonese opera with a group of children. Ah Hua takes great care of his little nephew, but at the same time he treats every apprentice equally.
A year later.
The Lunar New Year of 1966.
The troupe was invited to sing at the Foshan Grand Theater.
Yan Zu, who was still training, went to perform with the troupe. As he was young, he was only responsible for being a makeup artist and serving tea to Hua Dan and to the senior class.
Yan Zu began to learn martial arts and singing opera. He was born with a talent for singing.
But because his voice is very gentle, he always chooses Hua Dan roles to sing.
The Lunar New Year three years later.
The troupe was invited to perform "Farewell My Concubine" at the Grand Theater in Foshan.
Hao plays the role of Cheng Dieyi and Ah Hua plays the role of Overlord.
February 16, 1968, New Year's Eve.
Backstage at the theater, afternoon.
The theater troupe members are busy preparing for the first performance tonight.
Ah Hua is getting ready to put on his Overlord costume.
Yanzu is helping him put it on...
"Master, can I help you put on Overlord's makeup?" Yan Zu asked.
"Overlord's makeup is very difficult to apply, are you sure you can handle it?" Ah Hua asked.
"I saw Aunt Wang painting it for you recently." Yan Zu replied.
Ah Hua recalled what Wang Ling said a few weeks ago...
"Taipan, your little nephew is really cool. He does good makeup, and his voice is very nice," Wang Ling said.
"Really? Has he learned makeup from you recently?" Ah Hua asked.
"He not only learns makeup, he also learns to sing Cantonese opera." Wang Ling replied.
Back to reality.
"Okay! Then you can help me put on makeup tonight." Ahua said.
"Okay! Okay!" Yanzu replied happily.
That night, Yanzu helped Ahua put on makeup very carefully. Ahua takes whatever yan zu does, everything in his heart.
OS: This little nephew will definitely have a good future in the future.
Four hours later, the theater ended.
People in the theater troupe are preparing to go home to celebrate New Year's Eve.
In the background.
Ahua clapped her hands...
"Everyone has worked hard tonight. I, Mr. Chen, will treat you all to a sumptuous late-night supper for New Year's Eve dinner." Ah Hua said loudly.
Everyone clapped their hands happily. Yan Zu was collecting the decorations and clothes alone and did not hear Ahua's conversation. He hid in a corner to rest and took out a purse.
That purse was made for him by his mother during the Chinese New Year a few years ago. He thinks back to the past...
"Azu, come here. This purse is made by my mother herself. It's blue, and Zu's name is on it." Amei said.
June 10, 2010. Hongkong.
Yan Zu handed over a blue faded purse from his cheongsam.
"Wow, this purse sewing is so beautiful! Your mother should have made it for you." Xiaochen said.
"Yes, my mother said that I must not lose it. Because this purse is used to recognize me, when I grow up, she can recognized me in other places in the future." Yan Zu replied.
"So, did your mother go to the theater troupe to find you?" Xiaochen asked.
Yanzu smiled and did not answer.
-End of chapter-