Zhenhua dragged Qi Lei to the threshing floor outside the door, saw that there was no one around, and then explained today's situation. To Qi Lei, Zhenhua had nothing to hide, and also told Zhuo Yilan and Zhang Kexiang what they knew.

Qi Lei grinned, "Haha, you just can't escape the life of the tailor's wife!"

"Be quiet, don't scream. Zhenhua glared at Qi Lei and said

However, Zhuo Yilan has only studied the intermediate class of tailoring, and her skills are definitely not as good as Zhang Kexiang, and she can't open a shop. I guess she'll just do something simple, sew and change a zipper or something. ”

Qi Lei nodded, "It's already very good, it's a junior high school graduate, Fluttershy can't do anything, aren't we living the same life?"

Zhenhua smiled, "Fluttershy has the benefits of Fluttershy, so you don't have to compare them together." ”

"That's what I said, let's go Zhenhua, let's go around and see if there is anyone who pushes pai gow, go get a handful!" Qi Lei said.

Zhenhua shook his head.

Gambling money, Zhenhua is not interested. Dad is right, if you don't bet, you win.

Qi Lei was very disappointed, and was about to go to find a pai gow game alone, but saw the old pockmarked Song Rengui coming over.

When Lao Mazi saw Qi Lei, he first opened his mouth to say hello, and said with a smile, "I heard that someone is singing, come and see the excitement." ”

Qi Lei came to his senses again, and said with a smile, "That's right, Uncle Xiang was singing just now, I'll call Uncle Xiang to sing to you." ”

Wang Xiang just came out with a teacup, and said with a smile, "Qi Lei, you know a fart, Lao Mazi is the best at singing in our Dongwan Village, you let him sing a piece of eighteen phases and give it to you!"

The villagers from the neighborhood gathered around again and laughed in front of Zhenhua's house.

Zhenhua's mother came out of the house with a bench, beckoned everyone to sit, and brought melon seeds to Zhenhua to take cigarettes and pour tea.

During the Spring Festival, the villagers were all at home, and the twenty or thirty people sat in front of Zhenhua's house, chatting, and it was very lively.

Qi Lei looked at Song Rengui and said, "Old Song, do you really know how to sing, sing a paragraph for us!"

Cui Hong smiled and said, "Third Brother Song used to sing Xiaosheng in the grass stage team of Lu Opera, do you think he can sing?"

The grass stage team is also a drama team, but it is not formal, it is equivalent to a private teacher in the teaching team, a barefoot doctor in the medical team, and a Tubalu guerrilla during the war. In the past, when Lu opera was popular, there were many grass stage troupes in the local area, and they performed everywhere.

Wang Xiang also nodded and said, "Zhenhua and Qi Lei are young and don't know what happened before. Do you think it's a shame for me and Daddy Zhenhua to sing today? In the past, when we were in a big collective, we often sang on the threshing floor of the production team. The best singer is still the third brother of Mazi!"

Song Rengui grinned and smiled modestly.

"Old Song, don't laugh, sing one for everyone!" Qi Lei gave an order.

Song Rengui didn't dare to disobey Qi Lei's meaning, and said with a smile, "New Year's Day, let's sing a lively one, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, eighteen send!"

"Okay—" Qi Lei applauded.

The villagers gathered more and more, just like watching a movie.

Song Rengui stood in the threshing floor, played two roles by himself, and sang a paragraph of eighteen send-offs to everyone. When facing east, sing Liang Shanbo, and when facing west, sing Zhu Yingtai.

Cui Hong and Wang Xiang said really well, Lao Mazi is the big man in the East Bay opera industry, singing correctly and vividly, winning a full house!

Qi Lei was stunned, and smiled at Zhenhua, "I'm an eye-opener today, Zhenhua, we have a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Dongwan Village, and there are many talents! I think let's let Uncle Xiang and Lao Song, as well as your father, organize themselves, and they can make money by singing and operating!"

"Go, go!" Zhenhua rolled his eyes.

Qi Lei grinned, and when Lao Mazi finished singing, he threw another cigarette and asked him to continue singing.

Song Rengui smiled, "Wait for me to smoke a cigarette and take a breath." ”

However, Song Rengui hadn't finished smoking a cigarette yet, but he heard a loud shouting sound from the second group behind.

Qi Lei listened to it and shouted, "Who is Song Jiacai quarreling with!"

Zhenhua smiled and said, "You are the eldest brother of Tieqiao, the eldest brother of Song Jiacai, hurry up and take a look!"

When Lao Mazi heard that his nephew was quarreling with someone, he had already run back. He and Song Jiacai depend on each other, Song Jiacai is his son, and he is Song Jiacai's son.

The villagers also got up separately, shifted the battlefield, and went to the back to watch the excitement.

Zhenhua pulled Qi Lei, walked through the house, and went out the back door to the dirt road.

The second group and the third group where Zhenhua is located are separated by a dirt road. Coming out of the backyard of Zhenhua's house, cross the dirt road.

The Song family's wealthy family lives in the west end of the second group, but at the moment they are making a lot of noise in the east end of the second group, jumping up and down, scolding and scolding.

Zhenhua and Qi Lei walked over to inquire about the situation, only to hear from the villagers that Song Jiacai was gambling at Yang Yubao's house in the second group, and he had no money to give if he lost, so he quarreled with Yang Yubao's younger brother Yang Yucong.

Yang Yucong is not a good guy either, he belongs to the thorn head of the second group and beat Song Jiacai. Song Jiacai couldn't beat Yang Yucong, he was sprinkling, and he wanted to kill people and set fires.

The villagers are pulling and persuading.

However, the Song family did not give up, and took out a rogue posture, and he must take revenge.

Qi Lei walked over, slapped Song Jiacai on the back of the head, and scolded: "Song Jiacai, what are you doing? Lao Tzu gave you a wife and told you to live a good life, are you worthy of Lao Tzu if you give out gambling money? Do you have money to gamble? Leave some money to go back to support your wife!"

"Brother Lei, it's Yang Yucong...... Bully me!" As soon as Song Jiacai saw Qi Lei, he immediately coaxed.

"Go back, and when I see you gambling money in the future, I will take your wife back!" Qi Lei glared.

"Okay, okay, for Brother Lei's sake, I'll go back!" Song Jiacai didn't dare to make any more trouble, and turned around and left.

For him Song Jiacai, his wife is the most important thing, and sleeping with the iron bridge in his arms at night is real happiness.

The villagers laughed and said to Qi Lei, "Qi Lei, you are still awesome." In the entire Dongwan Village, you can suppress the Song family's wealth!"

Qi Lei grinned and clenched his fists at the villagers, "Win the prize!"

The third master Gao also gambled here, looked at Song Jiacai's back and shook his head again and again, and said to Qi Lei, "Qi Lei, you can't send a wife to Song Jiacai every year." This kid, the dog can't change that, I see his wife, he hasn't been here for long!"

Qi Lei frowned, "No, Tieqiao is pregnant, he shouldn't leave, right?"

Gao Sanye sneered, "I bet that Song Jiacai's wife can't stay in our Dongwan Village for three years!"

Lao Mazi became nervous and said, "I'll go home and look at it, the family wealth is a dog thing, I'll go home and talk about him, so that they can live a good life." It's hard to have a wife, if you run away, don't think about asking for a wife in this life!"

(November 3, 1st shift.) ）