Chapter 148: Listening to the Opera

Pei Ye, in his childhood, would follow the adults to the temple fair's makeshift theater during festivals, catch glimpses of performers in colorful, bright costumes dancing and listen to the sounds of their singing. That was the extent of his understanding of "opera."

Feng Huai was a small town, lacking grand opera houses or famous actors. A stage set up in an open field with a piece of cloth for a backdrop was enough for performances that lasted all day.

Pei Ye, who was still not as tall as the chests of adults, found this rare activity somewhat uninteresting. Although the grown-ups cheerfully called, "Let's go watch the opera!" Pei Ye, peeking through gaps in the crowd, could neither see the full range of their ostentatious movements nor make out the stretched-out singing. He found the strange faces of the actors simply inexplicable.