June 09, 1968. foshan
On the eve of Yanzu's birthday.
Amei wrote a letter to Ah Hua.
Hao took the letter back to the theater.
"Master, there is a letter for you today," Hao said.
"Letter?! It's been a long time since anyone wrote a letter to me. Who sent this?" Ah Hua asked in surprise.
"It's from Dongguan." Hao said loudly.
Yan Zu, who was studying drama nearby, heard it. He stopped studying to walk in the living room and eavesdropped.
"Wang Ling! Come here! Read this letter for me." Ah Hua said loudly.
"Dear brother, Ah Hua. Is Yan Zu living well? In the blink of an eye, he is already 8 years old. Did A Zu gave any problems to you? If so, I will apologize to you.Chen Guang and I have a baby boy. The name is Yan Ming. So handsome and cute. He is already two years old. I hope you can come to Dongguan to visit us in the next few years.Actually, I'm really worried about Azu. But because of Azu's body differences, Chen Guang has always been unwilling to accept him. I feel so guilty. But to save the dignity of the village, we must abandon it. This is for his own good and also for the good of our village, Chenjiacun. Chen Guang is the village chief. If the villagers knew that our eldest son was a monster, neither male nor female, it would be the biggest joke in the world.Brother, I hope you will treat Yanzu as your son and raise him well.
Best regards, Amei Chen. "
Yan Zu heard everything from a corner. He cried and ran to his room.
From that day on, Yanzu never mentioned returning to Dongguan. He stayed in Foshan happily.
One month later.
Ah Hua has officially asked Yan Zu to train in martial arts and singing. Yanzu was very hardworking and willing to endure hardships.
It's a pity that because of his physical condition, he can't learn the role of a male character no matter how much he learns martial arts.
Two years later.
10-year-old Yan Zu learned to play the role of Huo Xiaoyu in the Cantonese opera The Purple Hairpin. Late at night, Yan Zu was still practicing in the pavilion.
Ah Hua just got up to drink water when he heard a beautiful voice coming from the pavilion outside. A beautiful female voice came from the pavilion. He walked out, and Ah Hua was frightened...
"Azu!? He is only 10 years old and his voice already sounds like a girl?! No, I have to go to Beijing to find Lin Yuanhai." Ahua asked anxiously.
Yan Zu heard the sound of walking...
"Who is that?" Yan Zu asked.
"It's me. Look how sad that you are when you sing "Purple Hairpin" by yourself, and let me sing the chorus with you." Ah Hua replied.
"Okay! I have never sung a duet with uncle" Yan Zu said happily.
"*The foggy moonlit night, crying and falling red, almost shattered the dream of Dengchai
The soul-evoking sentences frequently remind you that you must remember when we meet again and sigh that the illness has infected your body.
Can't help but cried.
As heavy as Wangfu Mountain, with a sickly face, all kinds of words are still left unsaid
Deeply shocked, everything turned out to be empty. "Ahua sang.
"*The fairy music is floating everywhere, sending secret frights at night and freezing dew on the terrace
Sharing sorrow and resentment, awaiting prosecution in the underworld, listening to the wind blowing, green bamboo lamp dimly shining,The dark curtain closes. "Yan Zu sang.
*Taken from: The Purple Hairpin Cantonese Opera*
Ah Hua saw that Yan Zu's expression and voice were completely the same as those of a girl. He was completely surprised and stunned.
Yan Zu patted Ah Hua on the shoulder...
"Uncle! Uncle! Are you okay!? Is it because Azu's singing is so bad? It's because I'm 10 years old and my voice is immature. I'm like a girl, and everyone says like that." Yanzu said sadly. ask.
Yan Zu couldn't help crying...
"I...I know what I am doing. I can't do anything good at all, so my parents won't want me. I want to study but my parents can't afford to let me, so I have been working hard in the past few years to learn and sing Cantonese opera well. I really want to learn to be like Master, become the protagonist, and be the overlord, but my voice is too gentle and I can't be as good as Master!" Yanzu replied loudly, crying.
"There you go, silly boy! You have a very good voice! It's your birthday soon. Do you want a great birthday gift?" Ah Hua said loudly.
Yanzu kept crying and holding his head.
"Well, how about that. In October, uncle will be invited by the Beijing Peking Opera Troupe to sing the Peking Opera Farewell My Concubine. This month, Master will begin to teach you how to sing the role of Farewell My Concubine in Peking Opera, okay? Then, in October, you will accompany Master to Beijing to sing the role of Farewell My Concubine. Farewell my concubine, Lin Yuanhai will learn to sing Peking Opera together as your birthday present. Okay?" Ah Hua asked with a smile.
"Okay! Okay!" Yan Zu replied happily.
"So Yanzu must promise me to live a happy life. Even if you encounter setbacks and unfavorable language in the future, you cannot be sad or give up your life. Yanzu, i will try my best to keep you by your side, but you will grow up day by day. If you become a famous actress in the future, you will have a lot of fans, and you will have a lot of scandals and criticism. You must be very strong." Ah Hua said seriously.
"Yanzu understands that Azu will always stay by your side!" Yanzu said, hugging Ahua with a smile.
The next afternoon.
Theater troupe - performance stage.
"Everyone, come here! Today is Yan Zu's birthday. I also want to sing a Cantonese opera, "The Purple Hairpin", with Yan Zu. Wang Ling, you can help Yan Zu with his makeup." Ah Hua said.
"But, Master, I only sing casually during the evening. I...I am not prepared to perform on the stage." Yan Zu replied shyly.
The other masters and disciples all saw it and felt very uncomfortable.
The masters and apprentices in the audience watched, but the applause did not stop.
"Wow! Yan Zu is really suitable for the troupe. He can sing such a classic voice in just one year of practice!" said Hao Zai.
"That's right, his voice is like that of Bai Xuexian, it's very good to hear. I support you, Chen Yanzu! You will definitely be famous in the future." Wang Ling said loudly.
After dinner, when Yanzu was about to walk back to his room, some juniors were laughing at him.
"Alas! Some people out there. If you are a man and don't do it, if you go and learn to sing like a woman, be careful that in the future you will become a man who is not a man, and a woman who is not a woman!" Some juniors walked past his room and said with a smile.
Yan Zu heard everything.
December 11, 2010. Hongkong.
The next morning.
Yan Zu left a tape on the dressing table.
"Good morning, Miss Li. It's nice to meet you. Maybe you looks my friend, so we are destined to meet. I hope to see you again in the future." Yan Zu said.
Xiaochen walked out of the big house in a hurry.
Xiaochen returned home.
In Li's mansion. Mid-levels area.
"Xiaochen! Did you wake up late and go to the old mansion to sleep!?" Li Peipei, the old lady, asked angrily.
Li Peipei is Li Xiaoqin's mother and Xiaochen's grandmother. She is 85 years old this year.
"Grandma, I spent the night studying, so I stayed at the university and the library. I want to take a shower." Xiaochen answered.
"Hurry up and take a shower! Later you have to accompany your mother to pick up your father from the prison. Pei Pei said.
"I know!" Xiaochen replied loudly.
Xiaochen put the recording in her box.
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