Fantasy world

What happened to Zhang Xiaolian? Why haven't you seen anyone for so long? She has said before that it is only natural for her to visit relatives at her uncle's and aunt's house. She is a cadre. Even if she comes to see me specially, it is because the organization cares. But why did she cheat on her at the critical moment and stop keeping her words? Is it because the incident between Wu Wenyan and I made her so disappointed? Or is it because I did something wrong or said something wrong that annoyed her, so she punished me like this?

During these days of devolution, Zhang Xiaolian has become the only trust and reliance in my heart. She is a cadre, calm and decisive when dealing with problems; she is also a relative, so warm even if she is angry with me. But now, what I need and desire most is her. When I face such a complicated and anxious life, only she can give me the warmth of a loved one, give me clear guidance, and give me the courage to face it.

I still don't know how to face and deal with this kind of nondescript relationship with Wu Wenyan. Another Aunt Hua appeared in the middle of the road, and she really regarded me as her savior. It was obvious that she was greedy for vanity and forced her child to die, and she wanted me to support her. I also clearly know that this is a trap. If you fall in, you can't climb out. And I still have no way to stop myself from getting into the circle.

Unknowingly, I had an inexplicable resentment towards Zhang Xiaolian. Why would she avoid me and abandon me at critical moments?

Through Aunt Hua's own careful planning and preparation, Mifu followed the public opinion and environment of Michelle recognizing me as her brother, and naturally gained the appreciation and recognition of our family and the whole Bay. However, none of this brought me closer to Meeve. Meve is naturally so sensitive and timid. Normally in the bay, whenever she saw someone of the opposite sex, regardless of age, she would try to avoid them; occasionally she couldn't avoid them, and her face would turn red to the point of her neck before she could say a word. Aunt Hua, Safi, worked hard to make her and I become brothers and sisters, but from the time we talked about it until now, she just barely managed to call me brother like a mosquito despite Michelle's fooling her in every possible way. Recently, she probably came to our house to visit us when she had time, probably under Aunt Hua's urging. But when she came to our house, she spent most of her time hanging out with Michelle, mumbling. At most, he only met and said hello to me, and he didn't say a few words in total. In this situation, Aunt Hua still expected me to persuade her on their behalf, which was simply an impossible task.

In order to get me and Miff familiar and harmonious as soon as possible so that I can complete the task for her, Aunt Hua worked hard. Mi Fu has been influenced by them since she was a child, and also received their true inheritance. Not only does she like flower drum opera, but she is also quite accomplished. Of course Aunt Hua knew her children very well, so Aunt Hua took the trouble to drag me to their home to learn Huagu opera. Since I promised to help others, of course I can't be coy. Fortunately, there was Michelle. I went to learn flower drum opera, so I took her with me. Michelle is indeed very clever at such a young age. Now that Meev is so familiar with her, she may be more helpful and influential to Meev in the future.

Flower Drum Opera is a local opera spread in the Jianghan Plain. The tunes of the Flower Drum Opera are high-pitched, melodious, delicate and soft, and very pleasant to the ears. Although revolutionary model operas were being promoted across the country at that time. But Flower Drum Opera is still more popular among local people. In Wanzi, older people hum along casually when they have something to do, in tune with the Flower Drum Opera.

Meifu's father usually doesn't talk much, but when he sings the Flower Drum Opera, he is like that when he opens his mouth. When he talks about the Flower Drum Opera, he is also very happy and eloquent. Meifu's father taught me to sing flower drum opera, and Michelle just called her Meifu. Meifu's mother, Aunt Hua, was a two-way street. One was giving guidance to me, and the other was giving demonstrations to the two girls. In this way, the whole family gathered around the Flower Drum Opera, showing great excitement and joy. Especially Mifu, even in such liveliness and happiness, she seems to be slowly regaining the liveliness and coquettishness that some girls should have in this age group. Her mentality shows extraordinarily calmness and generosity, and she also reveals her naturalness inadvertently. of happiness and joy. On this occasion, I no longer blush or have any obstacles when talking and communicating with me. To be honest, after hearing Mifu sing a few pieces of Huagu opera, I sighed from the bottom of my heart that she was born to perform Huagu opera, and she should not have been destined to be like this.

Aunt Hua was happy to see these changes in Meifu. And so far, I have not found any suitable opportunity to enlighten and persuade Meif according to the task assigned by Aunt Hua. My heart has always been weighed down by such a stone, so even when I am having fun and having fun with everyone, my happiness is still so reluctant and far-fetched.

I am an educated youth, I am a man, but I am only in my teens and less than 20 years old, and I am walking into this storm in the arms of my parents and the greenhouse of my family. My life is also struggling on the line of life and death. Who regards me as the savior? Who is my savior?

Relatively speaking, among the relatives and friends around me, except for Zhang Xiaolian, Michelle is the only one who has a closer relationship with me and understands me more thoroughly. There are not so many lies and worries when you communicate with me!

"elder brother! In just a few days, your flower drum opera is really singing in tune!"

"real? I think these tones are not difficult to learn. The most difficult thing to learn is the dialect here."

"Yeah?"

"Didn't you feel it? Flower Drum Opera is a local opera, so it has to be sung in a localized way. If you can’t learn the local dialect, the tune you sing won’t be the same!"

"that's true! We usually speak in tongues, so we don’t notice it. What you say is different from ours, and it feels awkward when you sing it. However, this is easy to do. If you want to learn dialects, then become my teacher!"

"Are you trying to blackmail me? Who among you doesn't speak Tulazi dialect? Still need to worship you as my teacher?"

"Boring!"

In the recent period, Michelle has been very angry with me. Whether it was the turmoil between Wu Wenyan and me, or learning flower drum opera from Mifu's parents, from Michelle's perspective, it was all my fault. Her neglect and betrayal. And at her current age, with a brother-sister relationship recognized by everyone outside the family, she can only be dumb and eat Coptis chinensis. Under this complicated psychology, she hates me so much that she hates me in her heart, and she even says it on her lips. Be nice. I think this is your time, and her life is no better than mine.