70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 159 Chen Qing performs on stage
The snake was given to her by Wang Wenming.

Because they had become deskmates, Wang Wenming liked raising fish and toads, so he asked her what she liked.

She loves snakes!

Raise lots of snakes.

Can be fed to chickens.

That way there will be plenty of eggs.

Wang Wenming caught a black-browed rat snake for her.

Xiaoyu likes it very much, but my aunt hates snakes, so the snake cannot be found by my aunt!

"Xiaoyu." Chen Qing called.

Xiaoyu patted the snake's head, put it in the bottle, went to wash her hands and then came back to see her aunt.

Chen Qing made a beautiful hairpin for her: "Look, it's a cherry hairpin, isn't it beautiful!"

The cherry hairpin is made up of two small leaves with two red cherries underneath.

Xiaoyu clapped her hands excitedly: "That's great!"

Chen Qing helped her pin it on her hair: "Tomorrow is National Day, you can wear it."

"Okay." Xiaoyu touched the hairpin as if she was caressing a baby, and then hugged her aunt tightly: "Aunt, I like it very much!"

"Hahaha……"

Chen Qing happily rubbed her soft face, kissed her cheek, and rocked her in his arms.

He Yuxiang was like a spy, hiding in the dark and spying on their interactions.

So annoying!

Will she change back?
He Yuxiang returned to the house depressed, took out the photos of his parents, and said to his mother, "Can she always be like this?"

The woman in the photo had gentle eyes and eyebrows, but He Yuxiang couldn't see anything.

He Yuxiang sighed.

I was so troubled that I thought about this problem before going to bed.

But if possible, I hope my parents will bless me and let my aunt always be the aunt she is now.

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National Day is the most lively day of the year. Every household recites the contents of the quotations to everyone they meet and happily walks to the machinery factory to watch the performances of the art troupe.

Chen Qing got up early in the morning and gave the two children to Mao Jianguo, asking him to help take care of them.

Talia's identity is sensitive, so she chose to stay indoors during the National Day holiday.

Chen Qing took out the wig he had prepared: "I prepared a wig for you. You won't be conspicuous when you wear it."

Talia clutched her heart: "Why can't you be a man!"

Chen Qing chuckled.

Talia accepted the wig with emotion and apologized for refusing: "I'm still not going out."

"It's okay." Chen Qing smiled gently at her, and then said to Mao Jianguo, "I've reserved seats for you to watch the performance. Hurry up and come. I'm the host today and I'm quite busy, so I'll be leaving first."

Before leaving, Chen Qing worriedly reminded: "Xiaoyu, follow your brother closely, He Yuxiang, follow your uncle Mao closely, understand?"

Xiaoyu stood at attention: "I understand."

He Yuxiang's expression was indifferent: "I understand."

Chen Qing gave him a slap on the head and quickly retreated before He Yuxiang got angry!

He Yuxiang has dead fish eyes.

Xiaoyu: "Goose, goose, goose..."

He Yuxiang gave Xiaoyu a slap on the head.

Xiaoyu covered her forehead in grievance: "Brother, you are bad!"

"Your aunt is also bad." He Yuxiang sat in Maomao's house waiting for Uncle Mao to be ready.

Maomao came to Xiaoyu, supported his knees with his hands, and put his head close to her: "Xiaoyu, come too."

Xiaoyu: “Not very good~”

"Sure." Maomao moved his forehead closer.

Xiaoyu flicked his forehead lightly, and seeing that he didn't react, she asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. Then I'll flick you."

"Ok."

Xiaoyu closed her eyes and waited, her hands nervously grabbing the seams of her trouser legs.

Maomao is ready to breathe.

He Yuxiang was anxious: "What are you doing!"

Mao Jianguo and Talia also scolded Maomao: "Don't bully your sister." Maomao pulled Xiaoyu back to the room and flicked her head. "Does it hurt?"

Xiaoyu shook her head.

Maomao laughed and said, "You hit me with that much force just now."

He rubbed Xiaoyu's hair and said, "Let's go bully He Yuxiang."

"Ok."

The two discussed a battle strategy and prepared to go together to punish He Yuxiang.

As expected, He Yuxiang beat them both up.

Mao Jianguo was exhausted: "I suddenly admire Chen Qing very much."

Talia said proudly: "I have admired Chen Qing for a long time!"

Mao Jianguo felt a lump in his throat.

He shouldn't have mentioned Chen Qing with his dumb mouth!

"He Yuxiang, Maomao, Xiaoyu, follow."

Mao Jianguo was taking care of a little girl for the first time and had no experience. He spoke to Xiaoyu in a subtle way and even held her in his arms all the way. "If you're tired or thirsty, just call me uncle, okay?"

Xiaoyu nodded obediently: "I understand."

Mao Jianguo felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.

I really want to exchange my naughty boy for a sweet and soft little girl.

After the group arrived at the machinery factory, they looked at the people coming and going at the door, which was so crowded. Mao Jianguo frowned, walked around to the door on the warehouse side, used his position to go in, and then came to the viewing position arranged by Chen Qing.

A red cloth had been laid on the stage, and six pots of flowers were placed on both sides, giving the simple stage a new look.

After Xiaoyu sat down, she placed her hands on her knees and leaned forward: "Where's my aunt?"

Mao Jianguo said softly, "Not so fast~"

The members of the art troupe are now carrying out the final preparations in an orderly manner.

Under the direction of Captain Li, the members had clear division of labor: some were responsible for placing the instruments, some were responsible for adjusting the sound system, and some were putting on makeup and changing clothes backstage.

Chen Qinghe, the special host of the art troupe, found the right opportunity to go on stage.

The troupe's dedicated host was very disdainful of half-baked people like Chen Qing. Before going on stage, he said to her, "I heard you like to perform. You will be the one to open the show later."

Chen Qing: "Okay."

She agreed generously.

Seeing the other party's bad face, Chen Qing asked in surprise: "I performed too well, are you unhappy?"

Zhou Xiaotang's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled and said, "How could that be? It's almost time, let's go on stage."

"it is good."

Chen Qing prides herself on being a cooperative person.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, Chen Qing spoke in a highly infectious voice: "In the golden autumn of October, the red flag is waving! Under the wise leadership of our great leader..."

Zhou Xiaotang was afraid that she would steal his thunder, so he quickly followed up with the rest of the conversation, finally saying in unison: "Let us celebrate the arrival of National Day with the warmest applause!"

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

Other members of the art troupe also gradually got ready and started their performances.

The first program was the dance "Spring Story".

Several young female members wore brightly colored dance skirts and danced gracefully to the cheerful music.

The movements were light and graceful, which made Chen Qing feel relaxed both physically and mentally.

The second program was a song called "We Workers Are Powerful".

The male members stood in the center of the stage, their voices loud and powerful, singing out the workers' lofty ambitions.

The workers were deeply moved by the familiar melody and started humming along, creating an extremely warm atmosphere.

The programs followed one after another. Except for some friction at the beginning, Chen Qing and Zhou Xiaotang went smoothly and soon came to the last performance.

The last program was a chorus of "Unity is Strength".

All the members stood on the stage, holding hands and singing in unison.

The workers also stood up and sang along.

Chen Qing saw that the last program was about to be completed, and her mission was about to see the light of day.

Some people just love to go crazy.

Su Manman snatched Zhou Xiaotang's speaker without permission and said, "I heard that there's a recognized beauty in the machinery factory who has many talents. On this day of national celebration, she wants to give everyone a wonderful performance."

The cheers from the audience were louder than those from all the other performances.

Chen Qing smiled: I'll show you my uncle!