She is no longer the best female match for period essays

Chapter 85 The First Sister of the 60s Art Troupe (24)

How much affection can a young couple have?

It has long been exhausted in the day-to-day quarrels, leaving only a lawsuit on the forehead.

He Qingran was pregnant with two children.

One was when she was still pregnant, she slipped and fell on the soybeans scattered all over the floor by the man's eldest brother's child.The brat was clearly doing it on purpose, but he was only slapped twice. Under the protection of the old lady, the matter was settled!

Although the second one was born, it's just that she didn't keep up with her nutrition and was angry all day long. In addition, her mother-in-law pretended to be sick and asked her to serve her. Under fatigue, the prematurely born child was congenitally deficient.

For such a child, He Qingran has expended a lot of energy. Every month, just buying malted milk, milk powder, eggs, meat, etc. can cost half a month's salary.

But no one in the family cared about the two of them, and the man looked down on the cat-like child, and wanted to have more children with her.

He Qingran has a stubborn temper, saying that he will guard this son all his life, and wants the child to be born with someone else!
Don't think that the man is cowardly in front of his own mother, but in front of his own woman, he is quite machismo. After getting married, he is no longer willing to spend any more time on her. When he was harassed by this, he also got angry and directly said divorce.

In his mind, a woman is second-hand when she is married and has a child. If she is not really struggling, how many people can dare to divorce under the pressure of public opinion?

Therefore, He Qingran didn't have the ability and confidence to divorce.

But in fact, He Qingran had wanted to get rid of this oppressive marriage for a long time, so he agreed immediately, taking advantage of the man's neck, without delay, pulled the certificate and went home with a bundle of children .

The man immediately regretted it. After all, He Qingran looks good, has a good job, and has a good family background.

But the old lady was happy, her son was almost instigated by his daughter-in-law, fearing that his son would beg him back again, she hurriedly married a daughter-in-law who was satisfied with her, soft-tempered and filial.

He Qingran returned to her natal family, only to realize that she was not protecting her, her younger brother was kidnapped, and was even arranged to marry a well-known female exile with a radius of ten miles.

The father was paralyzed on the bed, and the stepmother saw that there was nothing to take advantage of, so she took the family's money and took the child away.

Later, He Qingran's younger brother and sister-in-law were dragged out and condemned all day long, one died and the other went mad.

He Qingran took care of his paralyzed father, frail children, and crazy younger siblings all by himself. Life was difficult and hopeless, and he died of overwork in his forties...

Looking at the beautiful and energetic little girl in front of her, Xia Zhaoyun was a little dazed. Why do people like them who work hard always have all kinds of misfortunes?
Fortunately, nothing has happened yet. In this life, she must make herself, and the people around her who care about her safe and happy!
She chuckled and pulled her to sit on the sofa, "Ran Ran, what do you say is love, and what is marriage?"

He Qingran tilted his head, "Love means two people who love each other go on a date together, and marriage means spending the rest of their lives hand in hand and having a bunch of lively children."

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips and smiled: "I think love is a matter between two people, while marriage is a union of two families."

"Our Xia Hua's relationship with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been tense since ancient times. Huo Tianhao and I are in a special situation. In the future, our elders will not interfere too much when we get married."

"However, Ran Ran, before you really fall in love with a person, I hope you can get to know his family first. The ancients said that the right family is right. Although there is a bit of power in this statement, it is full of very correct truth. "

"Everyone's growth environment is different, and the living habits, ways, and outlook on life, values, and worldview he has developed are different. Moreover, we Xiahua people are a big family, at least before your little family is assigned a house. , to live with many people.”

"Can you imagine a mess after marriage? Are you ready to deal with your future mother-in-law and sister-in-law?"

"I don't want you to think about these things after you get married. At that time, your retreat will become very narrow. In this way, you might as well get to know about his family first before deciding to fall in love with someone and go to marriage."

"When the actual conditions permit, let's invest in emotion."

"It is said that marriage is a big gamble. None of us can predict the future, but we can minimize the risk!"

"Of course, the premise of everything is that he is worthy of your entrustment for a lifetime!"

He Qingran was taken aback.She is just old enough to follow the trend and put marriage on the agenda, but there is no female elder around her who has talked to her about it.

She had read a lot of romance novels, and she was full of fantasies and longings for love, before Xia Zhaoyun said these words.She thought, isn't it because of love that two people can support each other for a lifetime?

But she forgot that novels are just novels, which originate from life and are higher than life. How many of them will describe in detail the trivial daily necessities?

He Qingran is the announcer in the factory. The working environment is very simple. He rotates with two or three other colleagues. He either reads excerpts from newspapers or writes manuscripts with all his brains. They are all young people and rarely hear other people's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law fighting. , The dispute between sisters-in-law.

She smiled and held Xia Zhaoyun's arm, feeling warm in her heart, "Yunyun, I know, and I will definitely choose my future partner carefully. When the time comes, I will bring someone to you, so you can palm my eyes for me?"

Xia Zhaoyun nodded seriously, thinking that she had to take care of her.

It was still daylight, and the buzzing sound of the starting car made the early morning of the transportation team look very different, pulling everyone back from Duke Zhou one by one.

Xia Zhaoyun and the others had just finished washing when there was a knock on the door.

"I knew you were up when I saw the curtains open," Huo Tianhao walked in with breakfast, and said with a smile, "The mutton grits soup in our factory is very famous. You can try it. It is served with oil cakes and pickled cucumbers and pickles."

His eyes were not restrained at all, and he looked at Xia Zhaoyun blazingly, like the scorching sun at noon, making people almost overwhelmed!
Xia Zhaoyun glared at He Qingran amidst a sullen smile, and greeted the children to eat with a pink complexion.

The mutton grits soup is still slightly hot, the color is yellow covered with egg flowers, and it is shiny with oil and added with a layer of emerald green coriander, which is very tempting.

The children eat happily, they don't remember many things when they are young, and the happiness of following their biological parents is completely overwhelmed by the half-year training of their relatives.

Although they are very happy now, this is like a sweet dream to them, and they are afraid that when they open their eyes, they will be soaked in bitter water again.

Therefore, they have been devouring food all the time, it is difficult to restrain themselves, and they will not be able to correct it in a while.

Huo Tianhao smiled and rubbed their heads, "Will Tianhao's father take you out to play later?"

"Go to the zoo and bring a roast duck to your mother and godmother when you come back."

He raised his head and said to Xia Zhaoyun, "I'll help you two watch the children for a day, and you should prepare well for the game tonight."

"Kun Zi said that he was here to solve the problem of your costumes. Let's eat in the cafeteria at night, so don't spoil your stomach."

Under the excited and expectant eyes of the children, Xia Zhaoyun nodded and smiled, "Brother Hao, the children will trouble you."

Huo Tianhao smiled deeply, "What's the trouble? Isn't this my child too?"

Xia Zhaoyun couldn't help thinking of the intimacy between the two last night, she turned her face uncomfortably and slowly drank the soup.

But the little ones couldn't help chirping and asking, Xiao Ruyi tilted her head and bit the spoon: "Daddy Tianhao?"

"Yes, I am your heroic father. Well, I can't bear to let your mother take care of you too hard, so I flew down from the sky to protect you two babies and your beautiful mother." Huo Tianhao boasted in front of everyone. say.

He Qingran's head was almost buried in the bowl, he was happy for his friend, but at the same time he felt at a loss about his future.

After the couple left, Xia Zhaoyun and He Qingran made the final sprint in their respective rooms.

A manuscript is not too long, it only takes about seven minutes in total, and they recite the whole article emotionally, and they have to use a lot of skills, which means that every word of them is framed.

The higher the proficiency, the better they are on the stage.

At noon, Huo Tianhao and the children really brought crispy roast duck, dipped in sweet and spicy sauce, sandwiched with cucumber strips and shallots, wrapped in pancakes, the crispy and salty taste is eye-watering!

The excitement of the children going to the zoo lasted quite a long time, from the time they entered the door, their small mouths kept chattering.

After eating, Huo Tianhao continued to take the children to the dormitory for an afternoon nap.

When Liu Mingkun came, he was carrying his clothes in one hand and his meal in the other, and there was thin sweat on his forehead from the quick steps.

Xia Zhaoyun's is a very formal red windbreaker-style dress, tied with a black belt, and her hair is tied up high, which is a bit of a heroine's sassy, ​​like a rose with thorns, full of the vigor and sharpness of Mrs. Xiahua.

Her facial features are beautiful and delicate, and the red color complements each other, making her even more eye-catching!
Huo Tianhao squinted his eyes and said, "Daughter-in-law, your outfit looks so good. When we get married, will you wear it like this?"

Anyway, Xia Zhaoyun is shallow, not as thick-skinned as him, and she just turned her head as if she couldn't hear her.

Huo Tianhao smiled lowly, as if laughing that her liar was just a paper tiger.

He Qingran is wearing a very positive and rare vintage ginger shirt with a black skirt. His hair is braided into centipede braids, and the hair on the side of his ears has a mischievous curvature. Xia Zhaoyun ironed it with an iron spoon. With graceful makeup and youthful vitality, it also has its own eye-catching features.

The two of them have obvious visual differences in their outfits, and their clothes are brightly colored. They will definitely be the first to give people a visual impact, and strive to win high marks in terms of impression and appearance.

In the evening, the contestants all dressed up to attend. The colors and styles of the clothes were also different, but they had the same idea.

Xia Zhaoyun and He Qingran carefully studied the previous Golden Microphone finals. There were not many styles of clothes to choose from, and the audience was far away. Under the light, the contestants were bouncing with spots of light.

At this time, no one would pay attention to the style of her clothes, but was impressed by the colors.

Those who can confidently wear red are basically locked in the championship, runner-up and third place. That's why they boldly wear Xia Hua's national color and put invisible pressure on others.

In the past, there will never be more than two contestants wearing red clothes!
This time, besides Xia Zhaoyun, Yu Huanxin and another city secretary also wore red dresses.

As soon as they got together, there was an invisible flame of war among the players, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.

The final was just like what Huo Tianhao said, there was really no abnormality in the whole process, but Yu Huanxin changed the script and started to take the lyrical route.

What she sang was the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country, "If labor is glorious, then these women under the glory need to be strong to support their small families..."

"Facing the children's naive inquiries again and again, when will my mother and my father come back, we miss him; why other children have fathers, but my father never comes home. Where should the women's thoughts be placed? Woolen cloth?"

"Children still have hopes and hopes in their hearts, but the lights in women's hearts have been extinguished, because no one needs them to return with lights..."

"The establishment of a big family is the accumulation of many small families' misfortunes, but do they regret it?"

"No, never, because they know that it is the attachment of a lover, and it is the direction in which the dove of peace takes off..."

When it comes to heroes, everyone can't help but feel soft-hearted and red-eyed.

The warm applause pushed the atmosphere of the entire first half to the highest point!

Coming down from the backstage, Yu Huanxin couldn't help but walked up to Xia Zhaoyun, "I'm sorry, Comrade Xia Zhaoyun, I got inspiration from your speech and rewrote the manuscript."

"It seems that everyone likes it very much. I hope it will not bring pressure and trouble to your next performance."

In order to take into account the rules, significance, observability of the competition, and encourage diversity, the judges will only choose one of the same type of manuscripts and performances of the same level.

In other words, if she and Xia Zhaoyun both performed well, they would be able to win the championship and runner-up.

Just because of the similar type and level, only one of the two was shortlisted for the top three.

Although they are all speeches, there is a big difference in the specific identification.

Just like a gala, they are all programs, but there are many types of content, such as sketches, crosstalk, singing and dancing, etc. When selecting excellent programs, it is impossible to throw other types out of the list just because the sketches are outstanding, right?

Xia Zhaoyun smiled lightly and sighed slightly: "Comrade Yu Huanxin, why are you feeling sorry for the runner-up and the third runner-up?"

Yu Huanxin took a deep breath and said with a smile, "It seems that Comrade Xia Zhaoyun is very confident in herself? Let's wait and see."

All good programs are placed at the end, but not so for the competition. The contestants who appeared in the middle were more popular. She was the first person to take the lyrical route, which gave people a refreshing feeling. When Xia Zhaoyun appeared again, the effect would be greatly reduced!
Others don't have her courage, and only take one day to risk re-preparing the manuscript.

The corners of Xia Zhaoyun's lips were curved, and there was no strange color on her face.

He Qingran's performance was remarkable, although he was not the best, he was firmly in the top ten.

Soon it was time for Xia Zhaoyun to appear on the stage. She took a deep breath and continued the same pattern as when the power went out yesterday.

But within the flickering bulbs, she lit a row of red candles on the black iron plate of the piano.

Xia Zhaoyun is the lead dancer of the Zhaoyang Art Troupe, every move has a rhythmic beauty, even if it is simple to light a candle, she acts like a stage pantomime.

That sadness and tenacious waiting, drifted into everyone's heart silently.

She was sitting in front of the piano, with her bare hands covering the black and white keys with a cold metallic luster. Suddenly an exciting piece of music sounded, and she sang loudly along with the singing. The operation was like an original soundtrack, which stunned the audience.

Immediately, everyone forgot that this was a speech contest, and they clapped their palms one after another, so that Yu Huanxin, who was pulling the curtain backstage, had her nails cut off.

When the music was at its highest, it suddenly stopped. About half a minute later, she leaned closer to the microphone, sobbed, and tried to speak with trembling and honest words: "Comrades from Zhaoyang Garment Factory, I am very sad to broadcast this report to you all. a message……"

"Comrade Huo, in order to save the future of the factory and the future of many employees, while guarding ten truckloads of supplies, he fell off a cliff and died in a fight with roadblockers..."

At this time, sad music sounded, and she used several voices to tell the emotion, gratitude and memory of the heroes from the elderly and children in the factory.

There are not many words per person, only one sentence, and at the end it is her voice:
"Brother Tianhao, I'm sorry, I miss you..."

Her longing and sad voice changed, and she continued: "Hi everyone, I am Xia Zhaoyun from the Art Troupe of Zhaoyang Garment Factory. The speech I am bringing to you today is called..."

Xia Zhaoyun restrained all her emotions, put on a strong smile, and started her own presentation.

(End of this chapter)