Ugly Lady Harumiko
Qing Yangzi did not say a word, got up and walked to the TV screen, picked up the microphone, and clicked on a classic masterpiece of Yang Yuying,"Tell You Gently".
Harumiko stood generously and steadily in place, singing the whole song calmly and naturally, until the applause of the whole family sounded, and then she put down the microphone and sat back in her seat.
At that time, For the first time, Qingyangzi showed an extraordinary sense of pleasure in front of the whole family, and the whole family did not hesitate to applaud her, and the applause was endless for a long time.
Although Qingyangzi has not studied the formal system of vocal music courses since she was a child, she is born with a superb voice, a voice open, a gentle and lustrous voice that conforms to the notes and flows slowly, flowing out of the trickle, washing everyone's impetuous soul; the elegant and sweet voice conforms to the rhythm and rolls slowly, rolling out of the waves of the sea, rolling everyone's quiet emotions.
After a long time, the aunt approached Ana's face and whispered: "Qingqing sings so well, the sound quality is also good, that is, it is short, the image is not beautiful, you let her jump more at home, girls are so short, whether it is to work or find a partner in the future, it will definitely suffer losses." ”
After half a day, the aunt watched her aunt and Ana whispering, and she also wanted to express her opinion, and said loudly: "Qingqing sings really well, it is too short, you should exercise more, jump more, otherwise you will go out of society to find a job, others think it is a child laborer!" Ah Geng, Ana, don't always go out to play mahjong at home, take some time to supervise and care more about Qingqing. ”
Ana heard the words, her brows furrowed, her face darkened, and she showed a hint of displeasure, although her aunt was right, but she didn't know how to take the right way, sit down face to face with Qingyangzi, how to organize her vocabulary correctly, and communicate calmly and effectively, because in addition to going to work, her greatest pleasure was to play mahjong with her friends, drink old wine, and chat about family customs.
After a long time, the uncle also followed the aunt's meaning and advised: "Yes, if the boy sees your figure and appearance, he will not feel anything at all, and he does not want to kiss." ”
At that time, my cousin also interjected: "Do you have a height test at home, it is best to measure your height every year, and you have a number in your heart." ”
A moment later, Ah Geng also loved face, and after hearing that everyone began to count the shortcomings of Qingyangzi, he said in a broken voice: "Qingqing is too literary, does not go out to play, and often holds the magazine "Contemporary Song World" at home." ”
Qingyang zi sat on the seat with a sad face, did not say a word, did not understand anything, completely understood the deep responsibility of the elders for her love, and was confusedly imprisoned in the greenhouse under the spoiling of her parents.
After a long time, she willfully forced her words, and without thinking about it, blurted out: "You say so about me, I am a good bully!" ”
As soon as these words came out, aunts, aunts, and uncles suddenly opened their mouths, their faces darkened, their expressions were thundered with surprise, the air was frozen at once, and they all did not say a word, not knowing how to continue to persuade Qingyangzi, and the awkward atmosphere lasted for nearly three minutes.
After more than two hours, my uncle was the first to walk out of the box and step down the stairs, when it was dark and there was sporadic light rain, and he stood alone in the wind waiting for his aunt.Chinese New Year's Eve
After half a day, Qingyangzi stepped out of the hotel door first, and his uncle just turned around, glanced contemptuously at Qingyangzi, and then quickly turned back and did not say a word.
Qingyang Zi suddenly felt a cold gust of cold, she may have vaguely felt that the words at the dinner table were inappropriate, but she still did not know how to exercise.
That night, both stood sheepishly in the doorway, without any communication.
From then on, my uncle's attitude towards Harumiko began to become less friendly.
About author:Tian Jing, planning director of Baizhan Lion Pictures, contracted screenwriter of Dadi Yinghao Film, and contracted writer of 21st Century Publishing Company. Graduated from the Department of Journalism, Communication University of China.