Poor family mother and son

Chapter 104 Spring Festival Gala ([-])

Chu Qing invited Mr. Nie's family to participate in the barbecue meeting.Mr. Nie also felt that it would be better to celebrate the Spring Festival with everyone.Although my little home is a reunion, how can it be as lively as here?

When Chu Qing came to the wasteland, he saw bonfires everywhere, steaming everywhere, and piles of corn ready to be roasted. Even the men in the village were invited to stay and eat.

Xiaobao pulled Qiusheng to his side and refused to let him go home: "Brother Qiusheng, you are such an adult, are you still afraid of playing outside?"

Qiusheng didn't want to leave either, so he looked at Zhang Erni.Zhang Erni simply agreed, since there are no women here anyway, she has to help Chu Qing with cooking and so on.

The women who usually cook in the village saw it and came to help.Although the people in the village were not close to Chu Qing (mainly because Chu Qing was not close to them), they were close to Yin Zi!

The veterans had already sat down in a big circle, as if Meng Dao's school was holding a sports meeting, leaving aisles between the small squares, waiting for Chu Qing to order Xiaobao to circle around and invite people to the show.

Xiaobao found the iron stick, and began to scan his eyes, this time he will find a new one to join first!
I saw that Xiao Bao just said, "I'm lost, I'm lost, turn around", and stopped directly without another sentence, and the stick was pointed at the young man who peeled the sheepskin.

The young man scratched his head, and said naively: "I don't know how to act, let me tell you a little story about what happened in Xinlunzhou!"

"it is good!"

"speak!"

Everyone just wants to have fun, anyone can play anything!
"When I first joined Baolu Group, the mutual market hadn't opened yet, so we could only buy sheep in various villages."

"Yes." Xiaobao began to imitate Chu Yuan's way of answering the phone.

Young man: "One day, our team went out to collect sheep, and first went to the market over there to see the market.

Just look at an old man driving a sheep to sell in the market. "

Xiaobao: "Oh."

Young man: "Before it was sold, a servant from the yamen came to collect taxes."

Xiaobao: "Huh? There is also a tax?"

Young man: "That's right! The old man won't give it, and just go to a market if he says it. Why are you still collecting taxes?"

Xiaobao: "That's right! Why are you still collecting taxes!"

Young man: "As a result, the guard scolded: You have to pay taxes if you do business!"

Xiaobao: "It's not sold yet!"

Young man: "The old man said the same thing, and there was a quarrel."

Little Treasure: "Oh, yo."

It was the first time for this young man to speak in public, and he didn't know where to look. Xiaobao answered the conversation, but he felt at ease, so he looked at Xiaobao and said.

Chu Qing watched from the side, and thought it was funny, one big and one small, it was like talking about cross talk.

The young man continued: "The two were arguing there. The sheep was hungry. Seeing the vegetable stall next to it, the vegetables were spread all over the floor, so it gnawed on other people's Chinese cabbage."

Xiaobao: "Good guy! You're welcome."

Young man: "When a vegetable seller quits, he scolds: 'Whose sheep! Some people take care of it and no one takes care of it!'"

Xiaobao: "Can you not be scolded!"

Young man: "At this time, the old man pulled the sheep rope and scolded: 'Why are you a poor man? Wherever you want to eat, you can eat there!'"

coax!There was a lot of laughter and applause.

Little Treasure applauded, causing everyone to applaud.The scene was very lively.

After a performance, another round of circles.Later, everyone didn’t need to order people to come on stage. Whoever thought of something would come up and perform a part, and everyone was vying for success.

The villagers have never seen such a New Year's Eve, they just think it is fresh and lively, and they don't even care about taking advantage of the mutton, so it's nice to watch.This is a way of living that they never thought of.

Not to be outdone, Xiao Bao jumped up and shouted, "There's me, there's me! I'll tell a story too!"

Who is Xiaobao!That's a group pet!Immediately, someone lifted the table, and Xiao Bao stood tall on the table and began to tell a story:
"Let me tell you a learned story. You have all learned from Mr. Nie for a while, so we have to listen to a learned story!"

"This story was told to me by my mother, maybe you can still use it when you go to the market in the future!"

"Speak quickly, speak quickly!" There was a urging voice below.

"In other words, there is a scholar who always thinks he is more knowledgeable than others, so he always shows off everywhere."

"One day when he came to the market, he saw a farmer carrying a bamboo basket to sell, so he walked up and shook his head and said, "The small basket is also a basket, and the big basket is also a basket. The small basket is put in the big basket, and the two baskets are the same." And a basket'."

"But this scholar is almost a household name. He comes out every day to show off and compare his knowledge with people who have never been to school. That's enough! Everyone doesn't like him."

"The farmer who sold the baskets was also upset. He happened to see a coffin shop opposite, so he pointed to the scholar, and then pointed to the opposite coffin shop and said, "The coffin is also a material, and the scholar is also a talent. Put the scholar in the coffin, and the two talents And a material'!"

After Xiaobao finished speaking, he waited for everyone to applaud.

After a long time, everyone finally reacted:

"Hahaha, this is for him to cool off and rest somewhere!"

"Isn't it! The coffin shop is the coolest!"

"Call him stinky, have nothing to do!"

Little Treasure was in a hurry, jumping up and down on the table: "Do you understand? Do you understand? Learning is in life, and everyone can recite poems and make right sentences. Learning is not something only scholars can do. You should study hard!"

Seeing Xiaobao jumping up and down anxiously, Chu Qing burst into laughter.

Mr. Nie rushed to the middle of the venue without raising his head: "Wait a minute, I will teach you how to sing first. This is what your master said just now. After listening to the old man, let's learn it, okay?"

"Okay!" The soaring applause, uniform, shocked Mr. Nie to his spirits.

Because the rhythm is bright and the sentences rhyme, it is easy for everyone to grasp. When it comes to the parts that have to be corrected by Chu Qing, Mr. Nie has to hum the tune again for confirmation.

Everyone learned it quickly, and then someone shouted again: "Boss sings beautifully, Boss, can you perform a show?"

All of a sudden quiet.It was so noisy just now, and now I feel a little worried, isn't it too embarrassing?That's the master, how can I let the master perform the show?

Chu Yuan flickered aside: "Boss, just now you sang with Mr. Nie, it was really nice, please sing a song for me."

With Chu Yuan shouting in front of him, everyone regained their spirits: "Boss, boss!" They all shouted out the rhythm.

Chu Qing blushed a little, she had never performed in military training or company fraternity.But these young people really exaggerated the atmosphere, and Chu Qing became emotional: "Okay, I'll sing a song!"

"I drink wine from Guanshan, and it will be in my throat for thousands of years.
There are more boiling snow and Fengyun

I am Qingshan Yingbaishou, an old friend from thousands of miles away

Young still borrowing a silver gun to flirt

For several years, the wind and snow rolled the blade, the new wind and the lonely day

You can see that the rocks are generally skinny
The smoke outside the Great Wall is still there, the yellow clouds are everywhere, worrying

Luckily, the red plums have not fallen for a long time
The long smoke in the desert enters my arms
Stepping through the flying sand and holding the sword to kill the enemies

Waiting until the setting sun and evening fireworks, the spring breeze ascends the heavy building

Prisoner in Kyoto

I used to fight wine on Zouma Tenth Street in Kyoto

Startling Dreams Shining on the Beacon Fire, Trying a New Style Tonight
Destiny is frivolous and endless, it should be like a lonely bird

The weird world is full of lovers and ghosts
Singing and dancing freely, pouring the jade bowl into the Big Dipper
Drunk eyes and confused eyes are only for one person
Jin Ge and iron horse break through the towers and let the flames of fire burn their eyebrows

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains vow to guard with the king

I drink wine from Guanshan, and it will be in my throat for thousands of years

There are more boiling snow and Fengyun

I am Qingshan Yingbaishou, an old friend from thousands of miles away

When he was young, he still borrowed a silver gun to show off his flair. "

Chu Qing has a good voice and a slightly magnetic alto. She sang the song "Guanshan Wine" sonorously and mellowly, and her true and false voices are very mellow.

All of you here have once shed your blood and youth on the battlefield. Even though more than [-]% of these people have been refugees, after the baptism of life and death, they are all imbued with courage and loyalty in their bones.

The singing seemed to bring them back to the battlefield: some comrades sacrificed their lives to protect each other, some flesh and blood were taken away by the blade, there were familiar faces everywhere dying, there was despair of life hanging by a thread, and there was also the joy of being saved from a desperate situation.

Old Yu and Old Zhao were the ones who had experienced the most wars, and their eyes were already red.

There was silence on the field, and applause broke out after a while!
(End of this chapter)