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The original condolence performance was postponed for half an hour, and when the 3-40 elderly people in the nursing home gathered as planned, they saw that the students of the shipyard's children's primary school, led by Qian Hong, were moving the tables and chairs, moving the rows of chairs that had been neatly arranged before, and putting the square tables together.

"Dean Zhao, has the condolence performance been cancelled?" asked an old woman dressed as a neat and sassy woman, with a look of disappointment in her eyes.

"No, no, not only did the condolence performance not be canceled, but also temporarily added a content, let's make dumplings with these little classmates today. The dean hurriedly leaned over and explained to the old people.

"Who will make dumplings with so many people?" asked the grandmother suspiciously, the work of making dumplings is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the staff of the nursing home may not do it once a month, how did you change sex today?

"The big guys eat together, of course it's a big guy!" As the dean was talking, Qian Hong put all the ingredients on the table, and then said to the old people: "Grandparents, today we will eat leeks, eggs, pork and cabbage, we must say anything about it first!"

"There's nothing taboo, my old lady can get leek eggs, and it's even better to put some small sea rice. The old woman, who was laughing, said.

"We also bought the little seami, so I'll soak it for you. ”

"Oh yes, then my old lady is here to help. ”

"I'll make a face. ”

"I've got a good look, I'll pick the vegetables. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you are willing to get started together, let's come here and wash your hands. Looking at the enthusiastic grandparents, the old aunt shouted next to her, and the director of the school and the staff of the nursing home worked together to move all the tools in the kitchen, and everything seemed to be in order.

Soon, the condolence performance began, starting with the sixth-grade chorus, in the pure song of "Let's Swing the Sculls", the master of the nursing home canteen poured a whole bag of noodles on the table, mixed it with water on the other side, and soon divided it into small pieces and scattered them into more than ten basins.

The second program is the solo "Socialism is Good", at this time Qian Hong put the peeled pork strips into the hand stirring knife, and began to stir them into a delicate meat filling, and the washed leeks and cabbage next to him have begun to cut, and from the kitchen of the nursing home, the rich aroma of scrambled eggs has also come over.

The 3-40 elderly people present, more than half of them participated, but unfortunately the primary school students who came to condolence were much worse, only a third of the 5-60 people can make dumplings, but it doesn't matter, they can also fight if they can't, or chat with the elderly people with limited mobility.

The meeting room of the nursing home is a lively and laughter, although it is often a unit that receives condolences, but making dumplings is so down-to-earth, popular activities are still rare, on the huge board made of the table, rolling pins and beer bottles are constantly flying, the rolled dumpling skin is handed over to the companion opposite, those grandmothers wearing reading glasses are the absolute main force, under their skillful hands, the neat dumplings will be lined up in a long queue.

For this condolences, the shipyard children's primary school has prepared more than ten programs, in addition to the necessary chorus, solo, there are cross talk, sketches and dances, but the most popular is the game link, because the elderly are also involved, so you can't choose too intense sports, so you say I guess it seems very appropriate.

At this moment, on the stage in front of him, Zhang Qiang was like a cramping monkey, waving his hands in front of him, with grimaces on his face, and then imitated the action of picking bananas, trying to make others understand his intentions, but unfortunately his partner was not powerful.

"Monkey," called an old man in a black cotton jacket and a cane, looking confident.

"No!" After Zhang Qiang gave a negative, he immediately imitated the appearance of squatting on the ground to pick up something to eat, and also grabbed the mop on the side, raised it above his head and swayed it from side to side.

"I see, Monkey King, Monkey King. The old man gave a new answer.

"It's still not right!" Zhang Qiang, who was in a hurry, simply pretended to be a loop, and walked around the small stage, causing everyone to laugh.

"Orangutans?"

"It's a pity!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"It's a pity that the time is up, the third group of contestants guessed four words correctly, and everyone applauded. The dean in charge of refereeing announced, and there was applause below, and when the old man, who had guessed wrong, turned his head to see what it was, he found that the blank piece of paper read...... Baboon.

"Now for the last group of players. The game show hosted by the dean continued, and Qian Hong, who was rolling the dumpling wrappers and looking over there, finished one, threw it across the table, and then habitually grabbed the accumulation again, but he didn't know that he had caught a void, and the area around him had been used up.

As soon as Qian Hong raised his hand, he was about to ask for another piece of noodles from the other people guarding the basin, when he suddenly heard the conversation between the old aunt and the owner, as well as the staff of the canteen of the nursing home.

"Wrap all of these, aren't you? Why don't you cook a batch first?" suggested the cafeteria staff, and the sooner he finishes the work, the sooner he can clean it up.

"But it's a little early, we still have 7-8 shows left to finish, do we have to watch them while eating?" The director didn't want the students to invalidate the programs they had worked so hard to prepare, in case they discouraged their enthusiasm.

"The bus has to go back to the factory at night, and now there is only one and a half hours left, and if it is delayed any longer, I am afraid that it will affect the driver to get off work. The old aunt didn't know what to think, but she agreed to end it early, and found a very good reason.

But Qian Hong didn't want to leave any regrets in this condolence, so he quickly stepped up and said quickly: "There are a lot of noodles and stuffing left, and you have to wrap them yourself, so it's better to take this opportunity to wrap them all and take them outside to freeze, so that you can take them in and cook them directly if you want to eat them tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, how convenient it is!"

Listening to Qian Hong's words, the canteen staff didn't say anything, obviously Qian Hong said the truth, and he couldn't refute it, and then Qian Hong turned his face to his aunt again, in a businesslike tone: "The driver's master, I went to discuss with the two of them, and ate the dumplings made by the elderly in the nursing home, it doesn't matter if it's a little later, right?"