In 1927, Linjiang County, Sichuan, a small town that relied on opera for its livelihood, and high-pitched voices rang out on the docks all year round.
Fu Zhenhua is the disciple of the class leader. His father believed that singing would help him get ahead, so when he was seven years old, he pinned him on the stage and gave him seventeen lashes, forcing him to hang his voice. His mother stopped him at the door and had her right hand broken by a pole. The seven-year-old child understood one thing - every time he sang a line well, he was equivalent to hitting his mother for his father. So he deliberately sang out of tune, forgot the lyrics, and hid his talent on his sleeves for twenty years.
He couldn't sing, read or do anything, except for one thing: changing his face. I practice secretly by myself in the middle of the night, and I can draw thirteen facial makeup in one breath. But he never refused to show off one more photo on stage.
--Why? He doesn't say.
In the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, his sworn brother Liu Rong from the blacksmith family died and fled overnight. The two of them split a copper coin on a stone, each holding half. Liu Rong said: "You sing and I fight, one of us will always be successful."
Later, the sound of cannons at Marco Polo Bridge crossed the river, the theater was closed, and the troupes dispersed; my mother died of illness, my sister was separated, and my father stood on the shore without waving. Seven or eight people left the Three Gorges and headed east with a burnt gong pulled out of the rubble.
It is easy to leave the Three Gorges, but difficult to turn back.
They finally settled in a mountain village called Huangxing Village in western Hubei. The villagers collected food and invited a theater troupe to sing a Maihuang opera. When the play reached midnight, Fu Zhenhua glanced down the stage - at the very back of the crowd, there stood a woman wearing a bamboo hat, who had not left from beginning to end.
He didn't know who she was.
He didn't know that this village would take back his "useless skills" in the future.
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