Everything is settled.
Zhou Shuangshuang completed such a difficult task, and felt unprecedentedly satisfied.
What's even more satisfying is her internal organs.
Because she came at just the right time, Liu Xiangmei happened to be treating her to dinner.
So everyone agreed to add an extra pair of chopsticks and asked Zhou Shuangshuang to eat together.
This meal was the best meal Zhou Shuangshuang had eaten this year, and it was also the most satisfying meal.
Not only is there fish and meat, but there is also white rice.
God knows how many potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn buns she ate.
This kind of white rice is as precious as pearls!
Zhou Shuangshuang was full and in a happy mood.
When she finally left, it was Yang Rui who gave it to her.
The two are fellow villagers, they are about the same age, and they both went to junior high school.
So when we were chatting, we felt very close to each other.
In just half a day, we have become very close.
Of course, Zhou Shuangshuang's favorability and her deliberate closeness had a lot to do with it.
Otherwise, Yang Rui's introverted character would not be good at these interactions.
When Zhou Shuangshuang walked out of the compound, his eyes suddenly turned.
She asked Yang Rui casually.
"Xiao Rui, Comrade Jiang looks so young, she should have brothers and sisters at home, right? Is there an older sister?"
Yang Rui frowned and did not answer immediately.
She felt that Zhou Shuangshuang's question was a bit sudden and strange.
Seeing this, Zhou Shuangshuang hurriedly explained.
"People our age usually have brothers and sisters in the family, and it's rare for an only child to be born. I'm just curious to ask, really just curious..."
Yang Rui said slowly.
"Actually, I'm not very sure. Aning rarely mentions things about her family. It seems like... she has a sister."
"Hahaha, let me tell you, there must be brothers and sisters. My guess is indeed correct."
Zhou Shuangshuang laughed deliberately and pretended to be chatting.
But as soon as my eyelids dropped, I felt confident.
It seemed that Jiang Xinrou was not lying, the two of them were really sisters.
…
A few days later.
Small village.
It is said to be a celebratory literary and artistic activity, but it is actually a grass-roots team.
I chose an open space in the village, piled a few wooden shelves on the open space, and nailed a few wooden blocks, and a small stage was created.
It was so simple that it didn’t even have a simple background or red satin.
Although the on-site environment is really not good, the time is just right.
On the one hand, there is the establishment of a school. There are not only children from this village, but also children from other villages, big and small, and they are lively.
On the other hand, the autumn harvest has just ended.
The intense physical work is finally done, and it’s time to rest at the end of the year.
There are young people in the production brigade. When they have free time, they naturally want to find some fun and entertainment. This so-called literary and artistic activity is the best reason.
Moreover, there was truth in what Zhou Shuangshuang said that day.
There is a girl in the production brigade who can sing. She looks to be in her twenties, but she has grown up in an opera troupe.
The environment at that time was not good, so if you wanted to learn these things, you could only learn them secretly, and you could only earn a little hard-earned money.
Although life is hard, that girl's ability is real.
Before she came on stage, she seemed to be a quiet and somewhat introverted person.
But once I stood on the stage, my voice opened up.
The sound was like a lark, which instantly made people's eyes light up.
All the attention was involuntarily attracted to her.
"The birds on the trees are in pairs~green water and green mountains bring smiles~"
The girl was not wearing any costume, and her complexion was the color of wheat from being exposed to the sun after working for a long time.
"Pick a flower casually and wear it in my hair with my wife~"
The moment a long and crisp melody came out of her mouth.
Her eyes were shining.
People can feel her love for opera from the inside out, and people are more and more attracted by her performance.
A group of sisters-in-law sat on old benches and listened with great interest.
Wang Chunxia is one of them.
She is from northern Shaanxi, and she has heard a lot of upbeat folk songs and suonas, but she has never heard such a gentle and clear tune.
On the one hand, I thought it was novel and interesting, but on the other hand, I was curious about what kind of opera it was.
Wang Chunxia grabbed Jiang Ning and asked, "Sister Ning, what is she singing? Please tell me."
"This is called Huangmei Opera, which is a kind of local opera, just like Peking Opera, Yue Opera... The places are different, so the feeling of singing is also different."
Jiang Ning really knew everything.
She said it eloquently.
"This excerpt is from the most famous "The Fairy's Match", which tells the story of Dong Yong and the Seven Fairies."
"Seven Fairies!" Wang Chunxia nodded immediately after hearing this, "I have heard the story of the Seven Fairies. Is it similar to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"
"Absolutely."
Jiang Ning replied.
It is indeed similar. It tells the story of a poor but hard-working couple who work hard together to make their life better and better.
Huangmei Opera soon sang the corresponding lyrics.
"From now on, I will no longer suffer the pain of slavery~ Both husband and wife will return the home~"
"You plow the fields while I weave, and I carry water for you to water the gardens."
The male leads the outside and the female leads the inside, working together to live a happy life.
Isn't this what the sisters-in-law are doing in the compound now?
So when listening to this opera, the sisters-in-law were all paying attention, with cheerful smiles on their faces.
Jiang Ning sat in the crowd, next to Wang Chunxia.
Because I was afraid that she would be crowded by others, I chose a seat on the side for her.
It is relatively spacious and quiet.
In this way, the round belly in front of her body can feel comfortable.
She listened to the opera in her ears and the laughter of her sisters-in-law, and looked around with her bright black eyes.
His eyes slowly circled around, not knowing what he was looking at.
"A Perfect Match" finished singing quickly, and bursts of loud applause broke out from the crowd.
"Okay! Okay! Let's sing one!"
"It looks so good! We still want to listen!"
"One more, one more!"
Someone stood up and shouted, and the people around him also started shouting.
Under the autumn sunshine, the village is a lively and festive scene.
Wang Chunxia looked away from the stage slightly and turned to look at Jiang Ning beside her.
I happened to see Jiang Ning's thoughtful expression.
"Sister Ning, what's wrong? What are you looking at?"
"Nothing, just take a look."
Jiang Ning shook his head, and when he met Wang Chunxia's excited eyes, she looked rarely happy.
Ask.
"Sister Chunxia, are you so happy?"
"I'm happy, I'm so happy. In our hometown, only on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month after the Chinese New Year will an opera troupe come to sing. It's only once a year, and the whole village will go to listen together. It's been a long time since I came here. It’s been so lively. Sister Ning, do you know what to sing next?”
"What?"
""Red丨色丨女丨子军"!"
