Chapter 52 (2/2)

Behind the screen, Luo Fusheng and the boss each operate a shadow puppet.

Luo Fusheng imitated the voice of Nine-year-old Hong. “Tianying? Tianying? What are you doing in a daze?”

The little girl in the hands of the boss turned around. “father?”

Lin Ruomeng understood that Luo Fusheng was imitating her dialogue with her adoptive father. Thinking of “Nine-year-old” Hong, her eyes were a little swollen, she secretly wiped a tear and continued watching.

“Hey! Tianying, you have to cheer up! Dad asks you, can you practice well today?”

The little girl shook her head and said aggrieved. “No. My brother is disobedient, I’m going to look for him.”

The old man made a gesture to fight, raised his hand and then gently put it down, patted the little girl on the head. Nine-year-old red pretending to be a majestic voice. “This is not a reason for you to be lazy, not as an example!”

The little girl shadow man turned over her head mischievously and made a fist-cuffing gesture. “I know! Thank you, father, for your kindness!”

Lin Ruomeng couldn’t help but smile, as if he had returned to the old days. When they don’t practice well, dad is always very angry and everyone has to take a meal. But when it was her turn, she was reluctant to fight, so she locked her in the house with the bamboo slivers on the ground. Let the brothers think that she has been beaten.

“Even if the theatre troupe is gone, you are not allowed to be lazy, Dad can always look at you! You will always be Dad’s pride.”

“I know my father, my daughter will never be lazy in the future!”

“Tian Ying, you don’t owe anyone. You have brought a lot of happiness to Dad and supported the entire theater troupe. You have done enough. Your life is yours. It’s your own life. , The job is bad, it’s your own. If you want to keep Dad happy, let Dad watch you live well in the sky!”

When Lin Ruomeng saw this, tears were already falling.

Luo Fusheng walked out from behind the curtain of the Deng Ying Opera and came to her, “Your father has been watching you from the sky, if you can’t live well, he is the most sorry person, do you know?”

Lin Ruomeng cried and nodded, smiling at the sky. “Father! Daughter got it!”

When I look back, the haze on his face has been swept away. “Is the Deng Ying Opera difficult? How can you play it?”

“When I was young, I often watched and learned a few tricks from the master. Do you know that this is the origin of the movie. We have movies in China in the Han Dynasty. It is said that Emperor Wu of the Han misses the passing away of Mrs. Li, and he misses the sickness, the alchemist Li Shaoweng He said that he would call upon the spirits, and he could summon Mrs. Li’s undead back to the shadow puppets. The shadow puppetry started from then on.”

“So awesome! You teach me.” Lin Ruomeng walked to the boss’ shadow puppet box, and the shadow clip was pasted with multiple layers of hemp paper and covered with blue cloth. The photo clips are divided into: head hat clip, shadow clip, gun clip, big loop clip, stage clip, change clip, field clip and horse clip, etc. Different clips can be matched with different characters, which are actually very similar to their costumes.

Lin Ruomeng enthusiastically matched Luo Fusheng with a great general shadowman wearing a black cloak and riding a white horse. She was a female general wearing fish-scale armor, a flag and colorful streamers on her back.

Luo Fusheng was explaining to her. “The shadow man’s neck has a joystick that supports the entire shadow man, called the neck tag. There is also a joystick on each of the shadow man’s hands, called the hand sign. You hold the neck tag in one hand, and the other Grasp the two hand signs in your hand and bring the shadow man close to the curtain.

Luo Fusheng grabbed Lin Ruomeng’s hand and taught her how to grasp the bamboo stick on the shadow man. The shadows of the two were cast on the screen, like a pair of lovers hugging. Luo Fusheng hadn’t noticed how ambiguous the distance between the two was at this time, Lin Ruomeng raised his head to see their shadows, and quietly curled his lips.

“How can a big man be old and dead and learn a corpse of horse leather to serve the country. I train the Yangtze River as a horse, and I feel comfortable walking in Pingchuan.” Lin Ruomeng manipulated the doll in his hand, squeezed the Peking opera singing, and wrote The passages in “Farewell” are easily squeezed.

Luo Fusheng, an old fancier, accepted her words tacitly, not to mention it. “The fire is even more courageous for the hero. I told him to put out the fire with the 830,000 ashes and smoke. Pick up the wind and thunder for dispatch, a million talk and laugh.”

The hero’s heroic poems and the actions of the puppets come to life on the screen. It attracted a round of applause from the onlookers.

Sing to the last sentence, Luo Fusheng came to the end. He abandoned the original word. Suddenly looking at Lin Ruomeng, he said softly in his own voice: “Remember me and your lord, don’t make a summary, how can you say that you are in the middle of the road, give up and give up and say goodbye. Crossing this bridge is the end of the world.”

Lin Ruomeng’s heart trembled. This is a sentence in a song of farewell. I don’t know what he meant. Luo Fusheng seemed to have a thousand words in his eyes, and finally only said this farewell word.

“Do you remember the three wishes you promised me? My second wish is not to meet again.”

On the curtain, the general’s shadow man disappeared. Under the warm light, a doll of a female general was left alone, with her head hanging down, as if crying.