Carry a fountain with you

Chapter 51 A Quite Big Scene
What is a gravel road, to put it simply, is a road paved with gravel.This kind of road has just been sorted out and the rough is extremely rough. Although it can be driven, it will cause great damage to the tires. However, after being rolled by a road roller, the roadbed becomes quite flat and can be driven completely.

The low cost of gravel road is very suitable for rural repairs with small traffic volume and no heavy traffic. In addition, Huangjiang stone is produced in the big river, and the construction team can use local materials, so the repair is also fast. Liujiagou needs to be repaired The road is only a dozen miles, and by the time of November, there is only a tail left on the road.

This doesn't affect Liujiagou's big play, the stage was set up on the slope of the road at the head of the village early on, the place is spacious, and there are several connected wheat fields down the slope, which is just convenient for people to watch the play.In order to make room for the theater, Liu Guangju also specially directed the villagers to remove all the crops in the wheat field.

On the [-]th day, the theater troupe invited outside the mountain also moved into Liujiagou.

The troupe's name was the Big Circus Troupe, and it sounded like an acrobat at first glance. Later, I found out that the troupe owner's name was Zhao Dama, and his mother dreamed of a big horse the night before he was born.

When they were unloading, Liu Junhao and the young people in the village also went to help, but they didn't intervene, because there were only a few boxes of things, and those things with swords, guns, swords and halberds looked like goods.He just wanted to take out a sword to have a look, but he was scolded by a man who looked like a small leader. As for those python robes and jade belts, Fengguan Xiapei, he couldn't even touch them.

Early in the morning on the [-]th, I saw many people from other villages rushing towards Liujiagou in groups, either riding bicycles or on foot.For a while, Liujiagou seemed to have become a market.Moreover, all of these people seemed to be very experienced, and they all carried chairs in their hands, probably because they wanted to occupy a good seat early, and many of them also carried food and gnawed while walking on the road.

At this time, the crops in the field have just been harvested, and the winter wheat has not yet been planted. Therefore, it is a relatively leisure time for rural people. Many people travel ten or twenty miles just to watch a big show.

When Liu Junhao and Zhang Qian arrived there, they were a little stunned. Looking around, the stage was full of human heads. It seemed that there were no fewer than 3000 people. There were rows of bicycles tied up behind the stage. Hundreds of cars.There are more than [-] private cars further away, and even people from the city come?Liu Junhao couldn't help sighing, how did they know the news.

"What are you thinking, no one in the city still goes to the theater now, these people are probably planning to come here for the November holiday, just in time for the theater to come and watch the excitement."

Liu Junhao slapped his head, isn't it, isn't it Eleven today, everyone in the city is on holiday, so it's normal to come to Liujiagou to play.

They could no longer squeeze in when they were 50 meters away from the stage because there were too many people.Many children even climbed to the nearby big tree and squatted, and there was a locust tree as thick as a bowl with five or six children sitting on it.

Zhang Qian suddenly became nervous when she saw it. She stood under the tree and yelled at them loudly, calling them down one by one. A large part of these children were her students. When they heard the teacher's order, they naturally shuddered and obediently got down.But as soon as Zhang Qian turned around, they climbed up like monkeys, one by one faster than the other.

It's not yet time for the show to start, so the audience is in a mess, people's discussions are everywhere, and there are small vendors shouting with small trumpets.Liu Junhao admired the dedication of these vendors, and they have done business here.

With the sound of gongs and drums, after waiting for a long time, the show finally started. Those half-grown children kept throwing firecrackers on the stage, and some of them threw them among the audience, which immediately caused a lot of scolding. .

Throwing firecrackers on the stage is an old tradition here, and the country people really say that if the opera is good, it is good, and if it is bad, it is bad.If it is good, it will throw firecrackers on the stage during the break. The more you throw, the better the singing will be.But this group of half-grown kids were just fooling around. Before the show even started, they just kept throwing them up until a few adults came over and reprimanded them, and the brats sat down obediently. over there.

Watching a theater is an insider's way of watching, and an outsider's watching the excitement. Liu Junhao belongs to the latter type of people.He just came to watch the fun with Zhang Qian, so he became absent-minded after watching it for a while, and began to simply admire the red men and women who came and went on the stage, and the colorful and glossy facial makeup they painted.

"Liu Junhao, what kind of drama is this? Why can't I understand it?" Zhang Qian asked suddenly at this time, her understanding of drama was only limited to the introduction in books.

"I don't know either, maybe it's Peking Opera. I read that it seems to be Peking Opera to draw facial makeup." Liu Junhao also explained embarrassingly.Although he lived in Daqingshan since he was a child, he didn't understand a single word of Yiyi Yaya, who was half literate, half yelling, half singing.

"You young man, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. This is obviously Luantan, a local opera in our area. Where is Peking Opera? Peking opera is mainly composed of Xipi and Erhuang. Our Luantan..." An old man who knew opera sat behind and heard He was talking nonsense there, and immediately reprimanded him, the most annoying thing about the old man watching the theater is talking nonsense when someone doesn't understand.

I am provoking someone, and I am not allowed to express my opinion. Seeing that this old theater fan intends to continue to teach him a lesson, Liu Junhao hurriedly asked, "What type of drama are you talking about Luantan?"

"Lantan is Luantan, and there are other types of drama mixed in..."

Liu Junhao listened to this old opera fan's explanation for a long time before he understood that emotional Luantan is a whole pot of other operas put on the stage, Yiyi sings and sings in one go, no wonder it can only become a grass opera troupe (I don't know right Is Luantan’s explanation correct? I’ve heard old people say it before. In my understanding, Luantan is like this. I know very little about drama. I hope you don’t blame me for my mistake. I always go to theater to see the excitement).

He watched it for a while and felt that it was meaningless. There were only a few people singing to and fro on the stage, and he still couldn't understand the singing.But the old theater fans behind will shout hello every few minutes, and then keep clapping their hands.Every time the old man suddenly yelled, he would be startled, and if this went on, he would have a nervous breakdown.

"I'll go out for a while, you watch first." Finally, Liu Junhao couldn't stand it any longer, so he picked up his chair and said.

"I'll go out with you too." Zhang Qian also picked up the chair.

"Young man, this show is very lively, why are you leaving?" The old theater fan asked strangely when they saw that they were leaving.

"Look slowly, we still have something to do..."

They sat at the side, so it was convenient to get in and out, and didn't disturb many people. When they got out of the crowd, they looked at each other and laughed. The essence of Chinese culture is not something that everyone can appreciate.

Seeing a vendor selling Roujiamo in the open space next to it, many children gathered around to buy it, Liu Junhao also became interested, asked Zhang Qian if he wanted it, and then bought two and brought them back without waiting for her answer , The two wrapped it in paper and stood outside the venue to eat.

This roujiamo is made authentic. Although the meat inside is fatty pork, it is marinated crispy, and the chopped coriander mixed inside eliminates the smell of fat meat. It tastes smooth but not greasy, and you don’t need your teeth. The meat is rotten in the mouth after biting, and the smell of meat remains on the mouth after eating.

He was looking around after eating, but he saw Liu Guangju smiling, holding a small piece of paper in his hand and reading his lines under the lens of the camera.

"He's going to be on TV again. Is it from the county TV station?" Liu Junhao couldn't help being a little surprised. He didn't expect that this big show would also attract people from the county TV station.

To say that Liujiagou’s drama started at a good time, it happened to be during the National Day, and the county had just opened a grand stand for the construction of rural spiritual civilization to celebrate the National Day at this time, so Liujiagou became a typical example.The meaning of the big drama has also changed, and it became "a grand event to celebrate the National Day with a group of rural cadres" in the mouths of TV reporters.

(End of this chapter)