Qiong Yin lingers

Chapter 20
These villagers were still afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and for the next few days, they went to the teahouse to drink tea every day, deliberately speaking all kinds of gossip loudly.

Liu Guangwei, a young man of the theater troupe, was just hot-blooded. He picked up the broom and wanted to sweep them out: "These vicious guys! If Brother Nian hadn't brought them to sell local goods, they would still have to walk around the streets to sell them, hungry and full. Back then, he said Brother Nian was a merciful and merciful Bodhisattva; now, relying on Brother Nian to have enough food, he turned around and cursed us! Damn it!"

Wu Linlin, who was the same age as him, was also filled with righteous indignation, and wanted to scold them with her hands on her hips: "Ingratitude! Shameless! Without our Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe, do you know where Sanya is? How do you sell the goods from the field to the city?"

Huang Simei stopped them with a smile: "The visitors are customers. Since they are going to the teahouse for consumption, we have to greet them with smiles and serve them well!"

Wu Linlin was wearing a long-sleeved Li brocade dress with tufts of flowers, with two small balls tied on her head, under thick bangs, her fine hair fluttering, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, she was as cute as a fairy doll on TV.

At this moment, she was so wronged that her eyes were slightly red, but she didn't dare to let the tears fall. She stubbornly stuck her neck and was very dissatisfied: "But! They are cursing our Qiong Opera Troupe! They also said that we have to disband sooner or later! I don't want the troupe to disband!"

She was abandoned by her parents when she was young, and it was Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe who gave her a home, and Huang Simi who gave her a mother-like embrace.

For others, the theater troupe may be a place to make a living, but for Wu Linlin, it is her place of work and even more her home!
Liu Liwei, who was dressed in indigo brocade, had a square head, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a tall and straight figure. Standing with Wu Linlin, he was a perfect golden boy and jade girl.

Seeing the heavy nasal sound in Wu Linlin's voice, Liu Guangwei clenched his hands into fists, clenched the back of his teeth tightly and bulged, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "They are too bullying! Our Qiong Opera Troupe , a scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

Hugging the two children distressedly, Huang Simei sang with a smile, enlightening them with emotion from the play: "The scarves outside the teahouse are open, and today I have to be happy in the opera. We are in the same village and we will never end. We must know that we will meet by fate. Advise me, Lennon, You two don't be confused, and everything can be done when you are determined.

Shannon saw that the magpies were in pairs on the tree, and sometimes separated when they gathered;

Look at the farmer farming, leaving early and returning home late; his family is poor and suffering, and he works hard to be his wife.He betrayed us because of his wife and children, why should we open up wasteland?Everyone has their own business, and our heart is different from him; Erxian Village has beautiful scenery, and a variety of flowers bloom in different places; although it is not as famous as peonies, there are treasure scarves (bougainvillea) that emit fragrance.

Each perform their duties and do their own good, and each works hard on his own field; it is wrong to speak ill of each other, and it is good to do one's duty well! "

In this section of singing, Tongtian Yun used the excerpt of "The Butterfly Lovers" "Eighteen Lovers" to subtly resolve the resentment and sorrow in the hearts of the two young people with joy and sorrow.

Huang Simimei's singing, euphemistic, lingering, like a trickle, instantly made the two people's anger burn to the dry heart, as if being nourished by the trickle, all the unhappiness disappeared.

The two children looked at each other and smiled, clenched their fists and said in unison: "Sister Mei, don't worry! We will sing well! Carry forward Qiong Opera! Give them a slap in the face!"

These villagers, in fact, received benefits from Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao, deliberately wanting to "discredit" the Qiong Opera Troupe.

Unexpectedly, no matter how much they abused and ridiculed, the Qiong Troupe greeted them with a smile, and even took the initiative to sell them all kinds of the latest sweet potato snacks: potato balls, French fries, and potato cakes.

In the end, not only did they fail to pick things up, but they also contributed a lot of revenue to the Oriental Tea House, so they could only swear at themselves in vain.

*
Liu Guangwei and Wu Linlin made up their minds, keeping in mind Huang Simei's teaching of "Don't raise your hands and hit people with smiling faces", and appeared on the stage of the teahouse full of energy every day.

When the teahouse was busy, they served tea and water while helping each other, and they did not forget to sing a few words with the stage.

"Greed is not enough for snakes to swallow elephants, farmers and snakes are hard to raise. Local goods will bring more benefits to the city, so don't forget the Chuxinqiong Theater Troupe."

"Creating wasteland and farming with sincerity, self-reliance and courage. Self-sufficiency Ling Yunzhi, and the ability to unite as one."

"The Oriental Tea House is a good place to go, and there are enough teas for leisure and entertainment. The prime minister's stomach is full of rivers and rivers, and it doesn't matter to cross the sea by boat."

"Li Han's family has been relatives from generation to generation, and Li Jin is charming and pretty. Carrying forward the culture of March [-]rd, it is exclusively for the boutique Russian Xian Village."

……

Their words were full of pride in the Qiong Opera Troupe's local products entering the city to open up wasteland, and their pride in promoting Russian sage culture.

They did not condemn or abuse these ungrateful people who crossed rivers and demolished bridges and threw stones into wells.But he couldn't help insinuating, which made these people uneasy.

Finally, after half a month of tossing and returning without success, these troublesome villagers came to the teahouse less and less, and finally gradually disappeared.

Human hearts are fleshy, they were provoked to the top for a while, but after calming down, they also knew that they shouldn't be entangled with the Qiong Opera Troupe like this.

However, no one dared to take the initiative to stand up and admit their mistakes.

Of course, Huang Simi is too busy to turn her head now, and she doesn't want to care too much about them anymore.

*
After Huang Simei expanded the wasteland, she walked in a hurry.

The first batch of people who are willing to join Pioneer are still the Zhiniang family.

In order to reassure them, Huang Simei still signed a contract with them in advance: including seedlings, fertilization, smooth seedlings, harvest and sales.

After collecting folk songs everywhere, Huang Simei's vision has broadened a lot, and her mind has become more open.

Especially after successfully testing all kinds of sweet potato snacks in the Oriental Tea House, Huang Simei was full of pride and vowed to use agriculture to support opera and use opera to police people, so as to create a prosperous phenomenon of Qiongju opera entering the fields and the people.

Therefore, in the wasteland, the ups and downs of Qiong Opera's "Seed Potato", "Reclaiming Wasteland", and "Labor" once again resounded through Erxian Village.

These "new peasants" who cooperate with the troupe to open up wasteland are full of strength while singing and singing.

"This kind of seedling is bright and green, and it grows healthy and free from insects when it is planted; the rhizome is straight and straight, so you can tell it is a good seed at a glance; Sweet potatoes are a good omen; this ditch is well-organized and thoughtful, and the yield of sweet potatoes is high; this sowing, technology is ruthless, and the potatoes are big and fragrant."

This is a string of the rhyme of the aria "Teach her to thank me for the spring grass" in "Spring Grass Breaking into the Hall". It is lively, lively and lovely.

"The theater troupe should be self-improving when opening up wasteland. When they come to the fields, they are happy and happy. Recalling the day before yesterday, they were full of sorrow and sorrow, and it was getting weaker and harder to get ahead. Here, the humble talents are sparse and humble, and there is nothing to do; Over there, it is difficult for Gufang to appreciate herself. The heart is like a deep pool, and it is difficult to see through it, and there is no reservation in giving sincerely."

"When I first heard about farming, I was scared, but now I am happy to go to the ground. Frost and rain are willing, and I can suffer from cold and cold; I wear bamboo hats to the field, my mouth is dry, my tongue is thirsty, my eyes are sweaty; the white water is like a spring, and I am wholehearted. In the teahouse."

"Wen Neng sang music and other stage performances, and Wu Neng came down to farm. The head of the group treated me with kindness and righteousness, and he was grateful and loyal. Nong was originally a poor man, and his ancestors worked hard to farm. Sweet potatoes are only grown in mud, and the sun is frosted. It is difficult to eliminate the disability; the scorching sun is as red as the fire, and the green vines are more vigorous."

In this section, the rhyme of the aria from "Qin Xianglian's Later Biography: Yu Yu's In-Law Fate" is borrowed, which is deeply affectionate and touching.

Singing and singing, everyone's movements of planting potatoes are very similar to being on the big stage of Qiong Opera.

*
Faced with all kinds of "kind comfort" from other villagers, these weaver families remained unwavering.

"Following Li Dongming can indeed make quick money, but we prefer to follow Sister Mei, one step at a time, down-to-earth! My mother-in-law has made money doing Li Brocade, even if the seed potatoes lose money, we can only pay the bills."

"Everyone has his own aspirations! We believe in Qiong Opera Troupe! We believe in Brother Nian and Sister Mei. You don't want to tell people's opinions behind your back. People are doing it, and the sky is watching. Let's do good things on our own, and God will have blessings."

"Exian Village is now able to rely on local goods to turn around, thanks to the help of Zhang Shennian in the early years. Then Li Dongming was picked up by Hua Xiang's grandma. Without grandma, he would have starved to death! In the end, he repaid Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe like this. Such a wolf-hearted thing, only you will believe his nonsense!"

……

Hearing rumors from all walks of life in the village, Huang Simei never commented.

It's not sad to say it's a lie.

However, people always have to look forward and cannot always look back.

Comrade Xiaoping said: "When the windows are opened, fresh air comes in, and so do flies and mosquitoes." Now, the Qiong Opera Troupe has the fresh air of Ms. Li Jin?Then, it is normal for "flies and mosquitoes" like Li Dongming to appear.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

Fifty acres of potato seedlings stand upright and grow gratifyingly; fifty acres of vermicelli have lush branches and leaves, and the leaves are as bright as thick ink.

As soon as Meng Huaxiang looked over, a kind of contemptuous heroism suddenly appeared in his heart.

Standing up straight and posing, she couldn't help but sing: "Who do you rely on to break the sky? If there is no coup, it's difficult! Wife, she, great wisdom is like a fool planting new seedlings; Qiong Opera Troupe, alone can't support this one. She used the new seedlings as a Setting up a stall will keep the Qiong Opera Troupe even more. If there are no new seedlings, it will be difficult to set up a stall, and the Qiong Opera will be cut off and it will be difficult. At that time, wouldn’t it be a dilemma? , keep my troupe safe forever!"

The old lady borrowed an excerpt from "Who Do You Rely on Breaking the Sky" from the Qiong Opera "Mu Guiying" to express her appreciation for her daughter-in-law.

Huang Simei pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Grandma used to always say that she wanted to be a landlady, but now she has made this beautiful dream come true for you?"

Meng Huaxiang smiled and said angrily: "We are at best migrant workers with some land, how dare we call ourselves landlords? You, don't be so talkative! Think about it, how do you sell your sweet potatoes!"

Huang Simei rubbed her little hands: "Not only the sweet potato, but the green sweet potato leaves are also a treasure!"

In the past, sweet potatoes were grown in the village, and the potato vines and the poor-sized sweet potatoes were all reduced to pig food.

However, after experimenting before, Huang Simei found that stir-frying sweet potato leaves with garlic or shrimp paste has a special taste, so Huang Simei turned her business mind to potato vines.

*
Hearing that Huang Simi had planted a new variety of sweet potato, Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao felt itchy, but they couldn't bear to ask what happened.

While going back to the village to buy local goods, Lin Jiaojiao deliberately went around the wasteland of the Qiong Opera Troupe several times.

Today's Lin Jiaojiao, every time she goes back to the village, wears the latest chiffon dress with fluttering sleeves, powder and lipstick.

She is very smart and knows that her dress like this will make the villagers of Erxian Village more convinced of her and Li Dongming, because they are in the village, and what they preach is to follow them, so that they can wear new clothes and wear leather shoes.

When Li Dongming returned to the village, he did not forget to drive a brand new pickup truck and deliberately drove around the village a few times.

All operations are aimed at robbing the source of local goods from the Qiong Opera Troupe.

This is off topic.

Closer to home, when Lin Jiaojiao came to investigate, she happened to run into the Qiong Opera Troupe binding sweet potato leaves.

When she saw a piece of green sweet potato leaves, her uneasiness turned into arrogance: she thought that Huang Simei had figured out some great local product, but it turned out to be the third-old sweet potato.

Lin Jiaojiao pinched her handkerchief to cover her mouth, giggling and leaning back and forth: "Sister Mei, this is something to feed pigs, and you actually want to send it to Sanya for sale? I think you are crazy about money, right? Hahaha everyone The layout should be enlarged, don’t be like some country bumpkins, thinking that Sanya and Erxian Village eat pork dishes! This way, you can’t make money!”

After Lin Jiaojiao finished her ridicule, she twisted her high-heeled leather shoes and left, not forgetting to say to the surrounding villagers intentionally: "Our sister Mei is a native of Erxian village. The outside world has been turned upside down by ignorance and ignorance, and she can’t be blamed for it! If she has a pattern and understands the fashions of urban people, how can she miss the golden age of urban development? Don’t worry, everyone, as long as you follow me and Brother Dongming, I promise to make you rich and buy a car as soon as possible..."

Many villagers were excited by her, shouting slogans, rolling up their sleeves, wishing they could stick to the ground 24 hours a day.

Zhong Lihua stomped her feet angrily: "If, as she said, farming can make a fortune, how could Erxian Village be so poor?!"

Huang Simei sighed and said, "It's better to farm with dreams and hopes than to go to the fields with despair every day! Now Erxian Village is full of fighting spirit, and farming has a sense of heroism, which is also a good thing. Let's take care of ourselves. good!"

Zhong Lihua is very unwilling. If things go on like this, the land in Erxian Village will be sold out by Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao sooner or later—they are desperately trying to make the villagers grow melons and sweet potatoes, but the market in Sanya is not so big at all. .

When it's harvest time, if they try their best to lower the price, the villagers can only consider themselves unlucky.

This summer's cantaloupe was instigated by every household in Erxian Village to plant it hard, but due to unsalable and low prices, most of it rotted in the field.At that time, Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao just said "miscalculated the market" lightly, and then patted their chests and said that they would make everyone make money next time.

It is a very simple truth not to fall twice in the same place, but unfortunately, many villagers were deceived by Lin Jiaojiao and Li Dongming.

As if they had drunk the enchanted soup, all they wanted was to drive a car like Li Dongming and put on a dress like Lin Jiaojiao, but they didn't know that the cake these two people drew for them was big and round, but it was hard to realize that one day.

(End of this chapter)