The Twelve Years: Song of the Unsung Friends

After that day, Gu Youwei never entered this yard again.

After Fu Dongwencong and the Gu family were engaged again, he had the opportunity to go out and walk around, and was often absent during the day.

The mahjong tiles in a nanmu box became her daily homework. Fighting birds fighting birds, southeast and northwest, dragon and phoenix white, Tong Suowan, this is the most practiced fun in the capital, she learned from scratch today. "Drawing Sparrow Cards" is a practice book, Tan Qingxiang and Wan An are fixed cards. Really fighting, the two doctors together are not as good as a Xiao Wanan.

"How did you practice this hand?" Shen Xi was very curious.

"San Ye confessed to me that it took me three or four years before and after." Wan An raised his right hand and showed them his knuckles. Six out of ten were deformed. "I am no better than you two. He is a scholar with a bright mind. But I have worked hard."

Shen Xi grabbed his hand and wanted to take a closer look.

Shen Xi saw the strangeness: "Have you broken your hand?"

Wan An laughed, "Eh", and it was agreed, withdrawing his hand, rubbing his fingers anxiously.

When she was in Renji, she saw that many patients were doing the same during examinations, but most of them were in surgery and gynecology, especially women in gynecology, and many of them had to run away midway. Wan An is like a big girl who hasn't come out of the cabinet, but is far from the way she was murderous in New York.

Later that night, Shen Xi asked Fu Dongwen privately, and was told that he was a young man with a strong heart, and he hurt himself. It was said that he was not good at learning art and had no talent at the beginning, and he secretly complained that he had spent the cultivation of the third master in vain and broke the wall against the wall.

"Is a silly boy." He commented.

By the end of December, Yunnan became independent. The battle was finally fought.

Fu Dongwen went out more often. He has a thin body, socializes hard, and has a low fever for several days every half month. Shen Xi and Tan Qingxiang waited on him in turn, every time the fever subsided, she also seemed to be seriously ill.

It is a heart disease, a disease that comes out of distress.

The Fu family celebrated the New Year since he was young.

This year will pass to the end of the first month, and there will be entertainment and theatrical troupe at the banquet every three to five. The Fu family's son was only the uncle and the third master. In previous years, the third master used illness as an excuse to avoid these.

There is no need to find a reason this year, no one will care about him.

Now the uncle who called every answer in the Fu's family was the uncle, and the uncle was the last to deal with Fu Dongwen, not to mention it was the uncle Fu who instructed him to treat Fu Dongwen coldly. If he didn't order, the family seldom met. Only the little fifth master of Fu Dongwen who did not shy away from Fu Dongwen was also sent to the Beiyang line's army under the arrangement of the uncle Fu family, before returning home in the first month.

Xiao Nian Ye this day.

In the morning, Shen Xi woke up and saw no one around him.

Did not return all night? Something must be delayed.

Shen Xi found a reasonable answer for herself. She took out a book from under the pillow. This is the "Lixu Yuanjian" that she found in the study yesterday. She and Tan Qingxiang agreed that since Western medicine did not help much with Fu Dongwen's illness, or relying on Chinese medicine, how many dynasties changed the methods for curing diseases and health preservation must have their advantages. For example, this book emphasizes the influence of seasons, solar terms, and emotions on the condition of illness...Looking at it, then at the clock, it's eleven o'clock.

When is this coming back?

Shen Xi got out of bed, and the maid waiting outside the door immediately waited for her to wash.

"San Ye never came back?" she asked.

"In the study, when I came back midnight yesterday, I didn't come in to sleep," the maid smiled back, as if she guessed she would ask, "San Ye also said to Mr. Tan that it's the Chinese New Year, and I am coming back to accompany Miss Shen. "

Shen Xi smiled inexplicably into the mirror. Chinese New Year is really good.

The maid smiled in her eyes.

She went to the study to find him.

The curtain was lifted, and the charcoal brazier in the room was able to pick up the dust by the wind, and hovered into a small whirlpool, bringing up the dust.

The mahjong table in the study was still set. Fu Tongwen was sitting alone at the mahjong table, his right hand was drawing unruly. He heard her coming, he raised his eyes and looked at her: "I came back too late last night. I don't want to wake you up."

She prevaricates: "Actually I slept deeply, and I don't know if you go to bed."

Fu Tongwen was silent, this scene was like she was the one who returned home late at night, and he was the one who kept her empty boudoir alone.

The mahjong tiles are made of ivory on the front and ebony on the back. Under his hands, they crashed and crashed: "But I went to see you, there are tears on your face, and it's still hot to touch. What did you dream of?"

"Yes?" Shen Xi subconsciously touched his eyes.

If you have cried, shouldn't it be swelling and sour overnight? No headache, it shouldn't be a nightmare.

The man playing cards finally laughed: "You have to believe what I say. It's meaningless to deceive people."

"... It's rare to meet, just lie to me when you speak."

He smiled apologetically: "I haven't talked to you well some days. Come, let the third brother see how you learned."

January 27, 1916, Xiaonian.

On this day, four people played a mahjong table, fighting together.

I heard the wind through the window paper, and whenever the maid came in, the curtains brought in cold wind. At first, Shen Xi didn't think that Fu Dongwen won too much later. There was a kind of student who worked hard to study, but he was depressed. He only felt that every gust of wind made his neck chill. In the end, Tan Qingxiang couldn't help himself, and said with a smile: "Dong Wen, you are embarrassed to cheat your own woman's money."

cheat? What did he do?

Wan An put his face on his arm and laughed: "Miss Shen, if you have been cheated of all the money like this, I will be punished by the third master."

Shen Xi confusedly kicked his leather shoes under the card table: "What did you do?"

Fu Dongwen suddenly bowed his head and smiled.

He seemed purposeless, his two hands were stirring in the deck, Shen Xi did not see the clues, he raised his two hands one left and the other right, on the palms of each hand, there are two dongs...

"You were all cheating just now?" She didn't believe it at all.

He pursed his mouth, pickingly placed the cards under Shen Xi's nose, and quickly formed a long dragon in front of him, and then distributed two tricks and two tricks in a four-person way. Finally, he drove out a pair of plum blossoms on the bar...

Tan Qingxiang and Wan An both laughed before Shen Xi could recollect.

"You three partnered to lie to me?" Shen Xi was frustrated. "Let me learn to play cards just to lie to me all the way?"

Wan An comforted Shen Xi: "These little tricks are often found in gambling shops. None of the people who invented this had ever read a book. It was purely a mess. With Ms. Shen's cleverness, I really want to learn it. San Ye makes trouble. For fun."

"Yes," Tan Qingxiang said, "if he can't get things like this, he can only make you happy at home."

Coaxing happiness is to make people win money all the time, how can she lose money.

Shen Xi glanced at him, and he also glanced back. His hand stirred twice in the deck, this time he didn't use his thoughts and methods, and slowly layed his cards. The front and back of the cards were inconsistent. Ivory and ebony were piled together. He turned the fronts down, stacking them one by one: "I'm in my early twenties, and I'm still waiting to go abroad for a while, playing cards every day. Dong Chi Bi I will defraud," he said.

He seldom talks about the days of studying.

Shen Xi wanted to know more, but he stopped.

"It was during the Guangxu period in Shanghai that year." He added.

Do you live there? The two eyes met.

"Actually, you did a good job, I think you can do it." He suddenly laughed.

"What are you going to do?" She caught the point.

Fu Tongwen threw the dice out: "This is something to say, it's rare for today's festival, we only talk about the present."

That night, the stage outside the courtyard was set up in the middle of the night, and the noisyness spread to the courtyard. The maidservant couldn't go to see the excitement and gathered around to listen to the excitement. On the moon hanging in the sky, the old lady ordered the people to bring vegetables, yellow sunflower with snow plum, gold fish and lotus, steamed goose palm, crystal delicacy hoof, roasted deer tail, Buddha jumped over the wall, clear stewed fat duck, cherry meat, bells, eight treasure tofu, Each dish comes up with a thick soup.

"The old lady said, I know the third young master is not suitable for you to eat big meat, but it's starting the Chinese New Year, and I will show it to others."

After all, my mother loves her son.

Outside the yard, the New Year was full of harmony. This yard was left in the cold, and the old lady couldn’t see it, so she still enjoyed the dishes.

Fu Dongwen shouldn't eat too much, just a few slices of meat, a few bites of vegetables, a pot of tea, and a few lotus seeds.

He was following Professor Tan Qingxiang's doctor's order. The white rabbit research experiment of that professor showed that he should consume as little fat and cholesterol as possible. Of course, this conclusion is still being confirmed. Fu Dongwen didn't take it seriously at first, and he didn't pay such attention on the cruise ship, but after returning, his body was much worse than last year, so he had to follow suit.

It's just that tea can't give up.

"You will only get thinner and thinner like this." She kept distressed.

"Clothing is not enough to fit the body, food is not enough to satisfy hunger, diligently seeking, futile thinking. The third brother ate enough at your age."

Shen Xi looked at him pitifully, so he dipped his chopsticks in the soup that Buddha jumped over the wall: "Or, try the broth."

Fu Dongwen sneered, twisted a lotus seed and threw it into her bowl: "Qingxiang, you see my wife hasn't gotten through yet, it's her eating meat and I drinking broth."

"This is amazing, this is a fierce wife in the future." Tan Qingxiang laughed.

Shen Xi ignored the two of them, put the head of his chopsticks in his mouth, pursing his lips and smiling.

When the two get together, it will only make her funny.

The next day, Fu Dongwen did not go out during the day.

Until twilight, he told Wan An to prepare the car.

"Go out so late."

Fu Tongwen didn't answer, instead he went to open her wardrobe, moved a few pieces in his hand, and took out a milky white dress: "How about this?" Shen Xi was surprised. She was surprised since she entered the yard, except the time she listened to the play. , Haven’t stepped out of the Chuhua Gate: "Me too?"

He was noncommittal, urging Shen Xi to change his clothes, and then took out a new jewelry box.

Open it and remove a string of pearl necklaces from the velvet cushion. The small white pearls, which are no more than two millimeters in diameter, hang down in four rows, like a small fan with one side open. The enamel buckle is embellished with smaller pearls.

When did this happen? It seems that since he saw that she liked pearls, he would always be able to conjure up gifts for her.

"It was made in Chicago in 1905." He laughed.

It's like a **** in the Pomeranian's favor, but also remembers the origin of the vintage.

"Say a serious sentence with you."

"Ok."

"The Dian army only received military pay for two months before entering Sichuan, and there has been no supply so far," Fu Dongwen opened the enamel buckle and put it on for her. "The soldiers are unclothed and are in short supply, but they are still fighting ahead."

For two months, Shen Xi listened to Fu Dongwen's talk about the war in the south.

After Yunnan declared its independence, the anti-Yuan army was divided into three groups, and the Yunnan army of General Songpo was the first main force. Eight thousand soldiers swore to save the country with blood. This war attracted national attention.

"The same is true for the remaining two armies. Without food and clothing, how can they be supported by a blood?" he said again.

"Are you trying to send money?" she guessed.

Fu Dongwen smiled, already tacitly.

"But how do you send it? You are in your father's eyes in every move."

"This matter, the third brother is going to rely on Yang Yang."

rely on me? What can I do?

The answer was revealed that night.

Shen Xi was sitting in the back seat of the car in the twilight, looking out the window. When I went to see Fu Erye last time, I was very anxious, full of the six characters "Fu San is suffering from a disease," and I didn't want to look at the street scene. Although she was still confused now, Fu Tongwen sat by her side, and she also had the desire to see the street scene.

The fabrics of the shops hang down, "Tsinghua Luzon Cigarette Shop", "Baijinglou Restaurant", "Mansanyuan Mutton Shop", "Tongsanyi Dry Fruit Shop", "Huatai Electric Material Shop"-Yuexing The more lively.

"Standing north and looking south, thousands of miles away is full of wars, but here is a prosperous scene."

Fu Tongwen accompanies her to enjoy the street scene, which is not without emotion. Shen Xi retracted his gaze.

Looking closely at his face, he is thinner, his cheeks are slightly sunken, and he seems weak to speak. The tailor who ordered the suits a few days ago also said that his waist was two inches thinner than before, and that those suits had to be changed. Thinking about this, it seemed that Shen Xi didn't care about the "Princess and Kiss". He has no disease, no pain, and a longer life is the most important thing.

Although the one who studied medicine was lifeless, she didn't want him to die before her.

When the two arrived in front of the theater, the car drove away, leaving only Fu Dongwen, Shen Xi and Wanan, and two Master Fu people.

She looked up: Guanghelou Theater.

Nearby are all restaurants, Tianruiju, Tianfutang, Quanjude Roast Duck Shop, and Zhengyang Tower Roasted Shabu. Going up here, that is the ecstasy cave of Bada Hutong. It is full of food and color.

Fu Dongwen was familiar with the door, and led her into two dark gates. In Dengying, all the way, there are greetings, high and low, joyful and flattering, smiling faces greet them, and they respectfully call "San Ye".

In the courtyard of the theater, there is a wooden shadow wall at the forefront, and the line of sight suddenly opens when he goes around.

In front of the stage, whether it is long tables and chairs, or large and small pools, they are full of people. The sellers were holding tea bowls in their hands, putting the bowls, pouring tea, and collecting money one by one. Before the show started, the stage was empty, and a pair of couplets written in black paint on both sides of the pillars attracted her attention.

Shen Xi continued silently:

Learn from monarchs and ministers, learn from fathers and sons, learn from couples, learn from friends, cherish loyalty and filial piety through the ages, perform heavy performances, and act every time.

After reading one, go to see the other:

Either rich or rich, or poor, or joy, anger, or sorrow and joy, the moment of separation and sorrows and joys, looking carefully, the discipline is surprised.

After reading, the most impressive were "playing every time" and "separation of joys and sorrows".

Fu Dongwen stopped slightly, waiting for his buddy to lead the way.

Obliquely stabbed to the ground, a new guy came after him: "Master, you know that our Guanghe Building never sells women's seats. How can these men and women who are unaccompanied and unfriended are listening to the drama together..."

This person does not recognize Fu Dongwen.

On the contrary, the spectators in the pool turned back almost all of the time, seeing that it was Fu Sanye, regardless of whether they were familiar or unfamiliar, they were warming and smiling and nodded to Fu Dongwen. When the tea pourer saw that Fu Dongwen was stopped by the new guy, he panicked and waved to the back to let the two old guys go to the rescue. The two old rivers and lakes came, and immediately bowed and smiled: "San Ye is here."

The other also laughed: "He also said that San Ye had forgotten Guanghe Building and went to hold Guangde Building."

Fu Dongwen unbuttoned his suit jacket and said nothing.

"Who is stopping my third brother?" At this time, behind Mu Yingbi, a young brother entered the door. He saw a girl from Shen Xi following Fu Dongwen and understood why Fu Dongwen was stopped. The young man smiled and nodded to Shen Xi: "I heard that there is a little brother beside the third brother who prefers women's clothing. Is this this one?"

"Let you see it." Fu Tongwen replied lightly, took the wide-brimmed hat in Shen Xi's hand and put it on for her.

"Third brother's preferences, can I know my brother?" The other party laughed.

The two big men stood opposite each other in front of the screen wall, opening their eyes and talking nonsense.

Can this be fooled? Impossible, unless there are three blind men on the opposite side.

From under the brim of his hat, Shen Xi peeped at the people next to him.

"San Ye's people are born well. At first glance, you can't tell that they are a little brother."

The old man was calm, only thinking that he was blind.

In fact, these princes and buddies were confused and often brought a few women from Bada Hutong to listen to the show. They have long learned how to deal with it. The blame is only for this newcomer, who insists on arguing with these masters, and doesn't know the truth of opening one eye and closing one eye.

"The first official* left you early," the other old man also smiled, and hurriedly led the way, "I'll take you up, Sanye, wait a little longer, and little brother, wait a little longer."

*First official: refers to the most important official position. The stage sits from east to west, and the second-floor boxes count from west to east. The best one is called the "first official", followed by the second, third, and fourth... the box closest to the stage and the worst viewing angle It's called "down official".