Chapter 78

Zhao XX, an old Pingju artist, is in his sixties, has a bald head, a round face, and is not tall. If you ignore the round and bulging beer belly, your figure is quite well-proportioned.

His eyebrows were long, drooping all the way to his eyelids, almost like Xu Liang, with pure white body and a small mouth. He always likes to pout nervously if he has any questions. To be honest, he looks quite like a certain Land Lord in "Journey to the West".

This image does not seem to be the same as the photos in a newspaper in my impression. I wonder if the lead printing is too blurred, or if my memory is incorrect, or if it is instantly frozen, it is unreliable at all?

As for clothes, he was dressed, a big white shirt, a khaki canvas vest, blue jeans, white tennis shoes, and a light-colored beret that wanted to cover up the truth of his bald head. To put it bluntly, he looked like a Kurosawa Akira dressed up, as if he was claiming to the world: I am the director, I have the final say.

In fact, it was true. Every few minutes, he would shout and stop, then erect the beer belly, walk to the actors, pointing out their fallacies without mercy, and keeping at least one hand behind his back throughout the process.

Teacher Zhao's voice is very loud, but his accent is slightly heavy. When he speaks, he still has saliva in his mouth, and he has a sizzling sound, so that his mother needs to translate in real time from time to time.

This scene made the atmosphere tense and pleasant, and the old man's face became more and more rosy in his loud voice without realizing it.

They are scheduling a new drama, "Another talk about flowers as a matchmaker".

According to Teacher Zhao's proposal, it was changed to a modern drama. The time was set in the mid-1980s, telling the story of an educated woman who returned home after returning to her hometown, fell in love freely and resisted an arranged marriage.

The drama structure remains basically unchanged. After the simple adaptation of the lines, the replacement of the era background and the reset of the character's personality, it is a new work, both in the surface and in the core.

My mother said that the second draft of the script was written by Zhao XX, and the old man did have one.

The person who plays Zhang Wuke is still Qingxia. She has two braids, a pink hairpin, a quiver shirt on the upper body, and a pair of silver-gray leggings on the lower body. She is cute, but I'm afraid there is a bit of a comedy effect. I couldn't hold it in, and I was tugged at it several times by Sister Xia.

Zhang Fengtang plays Ruan Ma, with a dark blue cloth jacket, brown pants, and embroidered shoes with a large part of her ankle exposed. From time to time, she would take out an old pipe from her pocket and take a sip.

Jia Junqing is a second-generation nouveau riche and a government agency clerk. Jia Junying is a bit miserable. She transformed into a fish seller with a child. No matter what, such a character setting is quite amazing, and the dramatic tension comes out in an instant.

Teacher Zhao said that props must keep up when performing formal performances, and they must not be used.

That's good, I have fish soup every day.Zhang Fengtang said.So everyone laughed.

I am Pinghai, who was back in early August. My mother called me to come back and stay for a few days. I said you wouldn't let me do an internship, but she said she would not come back if she loved.

Of course, as you know, I rolled back in shame, thrilled.

For the 4th China Folk Festival, my mother was traveling outside for nearly a month, and she came back for two days when her grandmother celebrated her birthday in late July.

I asked if she was tired, and she cut and said, "What are you tired?" She just treated her as a travel and vacation.

Indeed, Hangzhou, Nanjing and Kunming are among the few tourist cities in China that are outstanding, and each has its own characteristics.

My mother brought me some gifts from Yunnan, a swordstorm stone sculpture, and two gourd silk.

As for the stone sculpture, it is a lion with apricot yellow head, with a palm size and a cute appearance. I asked if this was an jade agate or something, and she said she thought it was beautiful.

As for Hulusi, this thing is really available everywhere. It’s blown from the train station to the school gate all day long, so there is no need to buy it from Yunnan.

After hearing what I said, my mother seemed unhappy and said she didn't want to give it back to her.

It was not until I leaned over and glanced at me and said that it would be better to bring me a big ham, so she urged me and sighed with a smile.

I said that I was on vacation and traveling, but my mother was obviously a little thinner. After all, I was a slut.

That night, my mother cooked a pot of chicken mushroom rib soup, fried a few slices of ham, and steamed two baskets of eggs, leek buns.

I had a lot of fun eating, and even my grandmother beside me couldn't stand it and said that I was really a starving ghost.

CCTV is broadcasting a travel documentary about Abisku, the Northern Lights, and by the way, it mentioned Mohe Town in our country.

My mother said that she knew that she could see aurora in the summer. When she went to school, she thought about playing, but she had never been able to travel. The room temperature was around 20 degrees, and the summer resort was Ah.

When she said this, she leaned lightly on the back of the chair, wondering if it was because of beer, and her face was faintly flushed.

Well, I said, let's go and have fun together if I have time.

That works.The mother smiled, stood up, and turned into the kitchen.

At the request of my grandmother, I changed several stations. "Super Girl" frequently flooded the screen, making people tremble. Fortunately, she doesn't like to watch it anyway.

The provincial legal channel is playing a special film, destroying the criminal gang of gangs and other things, shaking along the way, followed by long shots, flashing and dark, cramping. When the picture finally stopped, there was a loud thud, and a dazzling light rushed in. Several policemen entered one after another, and the camera trembled. After more than a dozen shouts of different accents, the picture slowly moved forward, looking around in the simple room for a while, and finally fell on a frustrated fat white man.

The guy in big red underwear opened his eyes wide in surprise at the camera and quickly lowered his head again.

Pingyang asked him if he was someone else. He said yes, and asked him if he knew what he had done. He thought about it and said he didn't know.

Pingyang dialect made him think about it again. He suddenly raised his head and shook his breasts at the camera: I really don’t know how to spit it!

It may be in Hunan dialect, and the tattoo under the big gold chain is so vivid that it is about to fly. God knows what it is.

As the picture went dark, followed by a montage. The police rushed forward, the people who were sent off in dust, one after another, and each of them would mark the time, place, and gang names at the bottom. Grandma said it was time, place, and gang names. This one looked good.

Voiceover introduction: Since responding to the call of the Ministry of Public Security in late June to launch a special campaign to combat organized crime and eliminate evil, in just over a month, the social order in various parts of our province has been greatly purified, and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment, especially the provincial capital Pingyang...

When my mother revealed the buns, Xiao X, the vice governor who was in charge of the economy, was speaking at the conference on combating gangs and eliminating evil. He raised his head again and again from the manuscript and said in a nearly climaxed tone: In-depth special campaign to combat gangs and eliminating evil is the urgent call of the people, the actual need for safe construction in our province, and the prescribed action of the Party Central Committee!We must hold it high... I think he is a little hoarse, and drinking a sip of water may be better for his throat.

Xiao X's current title is the deputy leader of the anti-gang team, and his brain is lit up very well under the flash.

She looks really like XX.I smiled at my mother.As you know, XX is a surviving great man in our province.

That doesn't look like his father.

I don’t look like my dad, am I like my dad?

What nonsense? Mother pounded me. When grandma snorted faintly, she said, "The nose and chin are exactly the same as your father, the eyes and mouth are like me, and the face shape is like your uncle."

I stuck out my tongue at her and fucked another bun.

The picture on TV changed, and talked about the anti-pornography and the cancer that corrupted public order and good customs. It has been repeatedly banned, from hair salons, foot bath rooms, hotels to disco halls, bath centers, entertainment clubs, and even some brand star hotels are involved, providing pornographic services to consumers.

This topic is a bit awkward, at least not suitable for family members to watch when they are having a meal. I pinched the remote control and hesitated to change the station, but I was worried that it would be too stiff.

It was at this moment that the Hongda Hotel in the night flashed in front of the eyes, and it could not be said. It would be at least two or three seconds. If you read that right, it should be the one on Ziwu Road, the urban channel radio tower not far away, which was vaguely visible.

Of course, it's just a picture and is not mentioned verbally.

But even so, it is surprising enough.

Hongda?I couldn't help but look at my mother.

She held the cup and said nothing.

Maybe he really gave up and Aunt Jiang never wandered around at home again.

Once, she brought a few corn cobs from her parents' home, and she left after putting down her things and saying nothing, without even drinking saliva.

She asked me why I was not at home all the time during the holidays. I said I was in Pingyang for an internship. She nodded and said oh.

I didn't dare to look her in the eyes, and even when the fermented woman turned to the porch with her staggering steps, I leaned against the armrest of the sofa without moving her butt.

According to grandma, Dagang is about to come out, and he spends a lot of money on making connections to make people. The baby is not small anymore. He is half a tall person. It is not a big deal to have a father.

Within two days after returning to Pinghai, Niu Xiuqin called and I felt itchy and went there.

In fact, this aunt called me in mid-July and said she was in Pingyang. Yes, I told her in a very glad tone that I was very busy and could not go back.

I don’t know what the relationship is with her now, and I don’t know if I’ll just let it go if I meet and have a meal, but there is no doubt that I really can’t control myself when I see her.

I had sex twice. During the break, I casually asked the female manager casually. She said that she was a slut and asked me if I had any ideas. I saw that I was quite honest, but it was not a thing either.

These words scared me so much that my face turned red and I felt ashamed for a while.

When I got into it again, I asked her carefully about her relationship with Li Junqi, but Niu Xiuqin refused to admit it and warned me not to talk nonsense.

Make some effort.

She hugged me tightly like a sloth.

I said that the matter with Chen Chen is always true. She ignored it at first, but later asked me back and what happened? Are you just messing with your mother?

She sat on me, twisting her hips and hips hard, and the gray-white caesarean section line looked like a snake in the deep sea in the surge of fat.

Grandpa planted some watermelons next to the grove on the west side of the pig farm. What’s scary is that it actually bears a few fruits, which are not much bigger than fists, but it is indeed ripe and quite sweet.

My aunt came back from a trip to Qingdao and prepared classes at home all day, or she would go to the kitchen to get some food to the fish pond. She said she also wanted to hold a tutoring class, but the conditions did not allow Ah.

In this memory, the cute and cute woman wrinkles appeared on her eyes, and even a few silver threads slipped out from her head.

CuteCute is so tall and graceful that all this is just a blink of an eye.

I caught fish for two days with boredom. At the suggestion of my aunt, I stayed at her cousin's house in the western mountainous area for almost a week.

It's really a mountainous area. You sleep in the kiln behind the room at night. It's cool, but you have to be careful of crawlers and don't worry at all.

After going out, you can walk around for a kilometer or two and see Pinghe.

It is a flat river that runs through the canyon, without exquisite dams, pungent industrial smell, without the lanterns decorated every holiday, and only water, fish and busy fishing boats.

I followed a group of little kids to the water bay twice and touched crabs and old turtles. I wonder if it was an illusion that the water here was much cooler than the downstream. When you swim to the center and look around the surrounding cliffs, you will feel that the water is so vast that it makes people feel terrified.

As long as it doesn't rain, my cousin's uncle will go out to touch the scorpion every night, so I will follow the flashlight and turn over stones. In addition to being frightened occasionally, I am happy.

As the Qiqiao Festival approaches, bean sprouts are grown in every family. They are placed in a large plastic basin in the yard, and the sun is wilted.

I asked how to eat this. My cousin spoke in a strong Shanxi accent and said, "Ah," and saw the shadow left by the sun in the water."

It was cloudy on the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day and there was no moon.

The next day I went down the mountain. It was not that I was not used to it, but that I was uncomfortable with it at home.

Before leaving, I picked a large bag of phoenix flowers for my mother and moved a few wild phoenix plants improvised. They said that bauxite ore was discovered in the back mountain last year, and it may be that in another year or two, there will be nothing left here.

After coming back, I was even more bored. I was just practicing piano, playing cards, and pounding billiards. Without Wang Weichao, the stupid guys seemed to be bored no matter what they did.

It was still "Super Girl" at night. Both my parents watched it. My father knew quite a lot of people, at least much better than me. While picking up peanuts, he shouted that I would send a text message to Huang Yali as prompted by He Jiong and Li Xiang. God is here.

My mother supported Jane Zhang and said that she had a good voice. Of course, in my opinion, this elder sister was not good on the outside.

Chen Yao's QQ is often online, and there is no jet lag. She can always chat every now and then. She said that her sister would stay in Australia for a few more days and she would be back soon.

In addition to me, my mother used the computer and my father also played cards, but I couldn't figure it out. On the day I came back from playing Pingyang, I saw her number in the QQ login box. No record left. I tried to log in with my old password. As a result, it was natural that I changed the password. If I really started using it, I would definitely change the password Ah.

Just caught a cold beer, I watched "Kung Fu" for a while, and finally got up and looked in the mirror in my parents' room.

Chen Yao said my beard was too long, like an old man. I asked my mother, and she almost laughed and lay down. To be honest, she didn't even notice it.

After looking in the mirror, I went to find a shaver again. As a result, when I opened the drawer of my mother's dressing table, I couldn't help but lift the Chunmu box and took a look.

The earrings are in the list, and there is also a pink receipt, which is flying dragons and phoenixes, and the old Fengxiang platinum diamonds are vaguely identifiable, and the price is more than 1,400 yuan.

Not cheap, but naturally it is not expensive for jewelry.

There is a Lao Fengxiang store on the commercial street, less than 200 meters away from the Red Star Theater, so it should not be too convenient.

However, the phone rang out of time, and I was still scared through the wall. My mother called me to answer the phone in the living room and hurriedly packed up and ran out, but it turned out to be Li Junqi.

Somewhat incredible.

He asked me what I was busy with recently, but the phone couldn't get through. I asked when I called. He said just two days ago, I said I had been playing in the mountain for a few days, but my phone was down due to arrears. It might be because of the bad signal. Who knows?

Where did you go to play?He was a little unnecessary.

Just go up the mountain.

I was asked this and it was hard to say which one was. It wasn't me idiot, but he didn't know if he said it.

I roughly described the location and talked about XX Brigade XX Township, a large notch or something.

Hey, I didn’t expect Li Junqi to know, he screamed in excitement and said, “It’s very close to four, two, two, and only a few hills.”

How many hills?This statement challenges my common sense of geography.

Seven or eight, right?About ten?This pussy laughed, I dare say he was already so high that he went out of the sky.

Li Junqi said that he had returned to Pinghai and wanted to play for a few more days. He was just below. He had time to play with him and had a meal together.

Since that's the case, I can't refuse.

So at 10:30 the next morning, I met this fellow villager who only speaks Mandarin in Pinghai Square.

He was wearing sunglasses, a vest and shorts, and a foot-clip, and a black body.

It's really dark, and his forehead is shiny. Even if it's less than Louis Koo's thrilling level, it's enough to surprise people.

I said: Did you participate in military training or go to the field to work?

Damn, is it that exaggerated? He approached and stretched his arms to compete with me. He went out to play for more than half a month, and he was basking in the sun and sketching every day.

Li Quoru also went to Hawaii to play, and he was still useless.

Damn, that pig, he handed a soft Chinese, not ordinary lazy, and has no comparison.As he said this, he shook his head.The hair is shaved neatly.

Speaking of this, I will talk about Li Queru running and playing tennis. It is not that he is very interested in him, but that I can say something else besides that.

Under the scorching sun, the river god is shining with red light, like a roasted chicken about to be roasted. The French sycamore shines with the fragrance of insecticides in the rustling sound. We hide in the shadows and can almost smell the rotten smell coming out of the sewers on the commercial street.

Unfortunately, Li Junqi didn't care about my story. He said that Li Queru was in Pinghai a few days ago, lying in the hotel all day long. He did nothing except watching "Super Girl". He trembled when he climbed the mountain in April and 22nd. He was so fat that he changed his mind. He was originally going to play with you, but the phone was not connected, so he was convinced!

Li Junqi drove a silver-gray BMW X3. He smiled and said he borrowed it, and he was quite embarrassed when he spoke.

Of course, no matter what you borrow, buy or give away by someone else, it doesn’t matter to me. I asked him if he had a driver’s license.

Of course, he said, otherwise my father wouldn't kill me.

I almost walked around Pinghai City and finally went to Laonan Street for lunch.

Sliced ​​duck meat, mustard noodles.

Li Junqi straightened his thumb and said it was delicious. He was surprised that Pinghai had such a good place.

I think his reaction is a little exaggerated.

During the meal, Chen Chen was mentioned without exception. I asked this guy if he had gone out to Shanghai. Li Junqi said he had gone to Sicily or somewhere. He ran back a few days ago. His uncle called and asked where Chen Chen was, saying that he could not contact him.

I couldn't contact Ah. He shook his head and curled his lips, and clinked glasses with me. I heard that he was traveling and drove around and asked me to say Ah, but he was not willing to go out to play Ah now.

I let it go and asked what.I have beer in my cup, and his cup is a locally produced carbonated drink.I have to say that this guy is quite self-disciplined.

I have a lover. It was not until he finished peeling the garlic that he raised his eyebrows and glanced at me. He didn't have the intention to wander around.

As he said this, he tilted his mouth, showing a smile but a little self-deprecating expression, which was a bit like that self-portrait, and I can't say it well.

Anyway, almost instantly, the big-breasted woman couldn't help but jump out of her mind. The pair of balloons under the suspenders rose infinitely in the twisting of her limbs, her curled legs when she was singing, her pouting mouth when she ate cherries, and her smile and greeting me last winter, all of which only made the atmosphere tense.

Li Junqi talked and laughed freely, talking about Chen Jianye's surveillance of his nephew and Li Queru's ridiculous behavior in 422. However, I felt even more and more tingling in my heart. If it weren't for the forced control, I would have almost inquired about the recent situation of the female graduate student at Zhishu Academy.

After all, life is just Ah.

After dinner, I led Li Junqi to the theater for a walk. Unfortunately, there were too many people, and to be honest, he was afraid he was not interested in Pingju.

After pounding the ball in the entertainment city for a while, we went our separate ways. He said that at most, we would have to paint again after relaxing for a few more days. We might have to hold a personal art exhibition in autumn.

I wanted to say good luck to him, but I didn't say it. As you know, this is too stupid.

The fourth anniversary performance of Fengwu Theater Troupe lasts for five days, and there is a "Talk about Flowers as a Mediator" every day, which is very popular and almost full.

It would have been unimaginable if it hadn't been seen with my own eyes.

Teacher Zhao was very calm about such achievements. He said that the masses liked him very much. I don’t know if this is considered as a show-off.

But to say that Wang Po boasted, our drama is indeed beautiful, plain and joyful, and wonderful.

Surprisingly, the white sweater also came to Pinghai on the last day of the commemorative performance.

She called and said that when she was in the Red Star Theater, I was still skeptical, but when I ran to see, I was really there.

Teacher Shen cut a new hairstyle, which was a little longer than the bob, and his hair was straightened. With that sun hat and long vest dress, he was much more youthful and beautiful.

Especially the pair of large earrings with thick wrist diameters, flickering, playful and bold, I couldn't help but take a look at them.

So she asked me how I was dressed.

I quickly withdrew my gaze and said it was good.

Just good-looking?She smiled sly.

I glanced at the abortion around me, but didn't know what to say.

Does it look young?

I nodded immediately, I must have tried very hard, my neck creaked.I want to say that I look young, but I really don’t have the nerve to say it.

Chen Yanru smiled, deliberately shaking her big earrings, and then sighed: Tell me, are we always dressing up as a teacher in school, and we are all pretending to be old?

Teacher Shen brought a set of cosmetics to his mother, and the words should be French.

She asked me what I did during the holidays, and I told the truth, she said she was better than her. She played for a summer and did nothing.

I asked her where she had been to play, and she blinked and said: Travel around the world.

It was not until the performance ended and I went out for a meal that I found that Chen Jianjun was there too.

This is really uncomfortable. If you know he is here, I may not come.

It is hard to say whether he saw me a long time ago or when he greeted Chen Yanru, at least this top student at Peking University performed flawlessly. He nodded and smiled at me like he did in front of everyone, and I couldn't even say something swearing.

My mother walked with White Sweater and Zhao XX. To be precise, the two ladies clamped the old man in the middle, like a short monk carrying two loads of firewood, which was indescribable.

From time to time, she wanted to look back at me, and I deliberately slowed down and got further and further away from them.

The sun was shattered and dandruff fell all over the place. For the first time, I discovered that the troupe's team was so long.

There were seven tables on the banquet, which included the entire second-floor lobby. The leaders sat at a table, and Zhang Fengtang and I were crowded far away on the aisle.

My aunt asked me to call Lu Hongfeng, but unfortunately no one answered, so she started cursing this tyrant child.

After she had enough scolding, she talked about her cousin again, saying that the newlyweds went home to visit her husband a while ago, and the gifts she gave were so good. The daughter was really in vain.

Like in previous years, Zhang Fengtang received a few more bouquets of flowers, and it may have just passed the Chinese Valentine's Day, including roses.

I guess it was this incident that made her very excited, and eating and drinking failed to stop her from passing on her enthusiasm to those around her.

She asked me if I had given gifts to Chen Yao, what gifts would I ask, it was the Chinese Valentine's Day, she looked in disbelief, let alone you just celebrate the Western Valentine's Day, this Chinese Valentine's Day is our orthodox festival.

As you said, we do only celebrate the foreign festival. I know that if you take a big plastic basin to grow bean sprouts, what gifts should you give each other? Could it be that you should send bean sprouts?

Seeing that I didn't say anything, she asked what gifts are given to young people now.

I was too lazy to pay attention to her, so I pointed at the flower casually.

She said that her treatment was pretty good, and I nodded with a smile.

What a laugh, she suddenly lowered her voice, it was incomparable to your mother.

I waited for her to continue talking, but my aunt buried her head in picking up the vegetables and lost her voice.I had to ask her what was wrong.

Oh my god, whenever you receive gifts, they are all made of boxes and bags. After a while, she raised her head and printed it with foreign words. Why, it is not higher than the flowers of your aunt?

This last sentence was almost caught in my ears, deafening.

What?I felt my lips move, and it was unclear whether I had spoken or not.In fact, I was a little confused.

After looking around like a thief for a week, Zhang Fengtang quietly approached me, her thin lips thrust, but she just smiled.

My mother was toasting people, and Chen Jianjun was far away from her, but I really don’t know where he got the courage to sit here.When did it happen?I asked in a low voice.

This year's first month.Her tone was pleasant.

I picked up a elbow and didn't say anything.

Look at your face, don’t think too much, it’s not Valentine’s Day.

Zhang Fengtang came over and left quickly. After a while, he said in a tone of coaxing the child, "It's really, it's about the tenth day of the first lunar month, hey, don't talk about what your aunt said."

I didn't make any mistakes.

Did you hear it?She knocked on my plate.