Those small firecrackers were thrown on the stage, and the flames were even more intense, and the tablecloth was also ignited, and the flames soared into the sky.

The audience also caused a riot, shouting and evacuating in all directions. Fortunately, this is an open-air theater, and if it is a closed theater, I am afraid that hundreds of people will be trampled to death!

An old man playing drums in the troupe fell off the stage in a panic and screamed: "Oops...... My arm is broken!"

Another martial artist rushed to Qi Lei's side, grabbed him by the collar, glared and shouted: "Who are you kid, do you want to blow people up?"

"What are you doing, you want to fight!?" Zhenhua stabbed out obliquely, pushed away that martial artist, and ran away with Qi Lei!

After such a fuss, the singing will definitely not be able to continue, the goal has been achieved, when will you not leave at this time?

"Fight the fire, put out the fire!" Wu Sheng didn't have time to catch up with Zhenhua and Qi Lei, so he hurriedly rushed to the background to fight the fire and evacuate the props of the troupe from the fire.

The villagers of Dongwan Village also stepped forward to put out the fire, while scolding Qi Lei for messing around.

No one expected that a huge village drama would end in such a funny way.

Zhenhua and Qi Lei rushed to the back of a group of villages in one go, came to Xiulian's grave, looked at each other, and laughed.

After a long time, Qi Lei stopped laughing and said: "Originally, I wanted to pour some gasoline on the stage, damn it, the time is too tight, I didn't get gasoline!"

Zhenhua shook his hand: "Fortunately, you didn't pour gasoline, otherwise you would really burn people." Moreover, this matter is not small, and the troupe will definitely ask you to compensate for the loss. ”

"What can be solved with money is not a thing!" Qi Lei didn't care, waved his hand and said: "Later, you can go back and deal with it, calculate how much you lose, and give money directly, don't be verbose." There is an old man in the troupe who said that if I break my arm, I will also lose money!"

When Qi Lei came back this time, he brought 6,000 yuan in cash and put it with Zhenhua, which was not bad money.

Zhenhua nodded: "You hide first, don't show up for the next two days, beware of the police station arresting you." ”

"Catch me, won't you?" said Qi Lei.

"You hide first, and I'll go back and see what the enemy is doing. Zhenhua said.

Qi Lei nodded, left with Zhenhua, and took advantage of the night to blend into the village.

Zhenhua straightened his clothes and walked towards the theater.

On the theater, all the members of the troupe were righteous and indignant, and they were gearing up to arrest the murderer.

The villagers in the village also talked about it, condemning Qi Lei's nonsense.

As the saying goes, if you run away, the monk can't run the temple, and if Qi Lei runs, his mother can't run, and he is apologizing to the troupe and the villagers.

Zhenhua saw that Wang Xiang was still watching the excitement, hurriedly pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Xiang, how is the situation now?"

Wang Xiang frowned: "Zhenhua, you also have a part in this matter, right?"

"No, no, no, there is no share of mine, if I have a share, do you dare to come back now?" Zhenhua said.

"The troupe has sent someone to the town to call the police, and some things have been burned, and an old man who plays drums has broken his arm...... Wang Xiang said.

Zhenhua became nervous and hurriedly said, "Uncle Xiang, go and say a favor, let them not call the police." Their losses are clearly calculated, and compensation is based on the price. The one who broke his arm will also be given medical expenses and recuperation expenses!"

Wang Xiang grabbed his scalp and groaned silently.

Zhenhua begged: "Uncle Xiang, help Qi Lei, if Qi Lei is caught again, it will be the second time to enter the palace!"

"Okay, let's talk about it together!" Wang Xiang finally nodded.

The head of the troupe is an old man, who is quite kind, and after listening to Wang Xiang's meaning, he sighed: "We go to the rivers and lakes to eat hundreds of meals, and we are not afraid of trouble." Qi Lei, this kid, smashed our field and kicked our platform today, how can we endure this tone?"

Wang Xiang grinned: "That kid has a problem with his head, and he didn't mean it. It must have been that you sang too scary and stimulated him. Now, he is willing to bear all your losses, class master, I think you should raise your noble hand!"

The class master thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, let's discuss it with the troupe." ”

Zhenhua nodded in thanks.

Ten minutes later, the head of the troupe came over and said, "The troupe just burned a few pieces of cloth, and there was not much loss, but it was not easy to get over the face." In this way, there are twelve people in the troupe, each of whom has a cigarette of 20 yuan, a total of 240 yuan, and the tablecloth is compensated 80 yuan, a total of 300. The old man who played the drums broke his arm and asked Qi Lei to take a thousand yuan out, and return more and make up for less. ”

Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief, immediately nodded in agreement, and rushed home to get the money. The compensation of 1,300 yuan is a drizzle for Qi Lei.

The class owner accepted Zhenhua 1,300 yuan and left with the team.

The villagers also dispersed in a hurry, gritting their teeth at Qi Lei.

However, no one dared to do anything to Qi Lei, so he could only scold a few words behind his back. The fact that Qi Lei and Zhenhua went to the county seat to beat Gao Qingchun is well known to everyone in Dongwan Village, and everyone says that they are flying thieves and outlaws, who dares to offend Qi Lei and Zhenhua?

Zhenhua finished dealing with this matter, but he couldn't find Qi Lei, so after thinking about it, he had to go to Song Rengui's house to have a look.

Song Rengui said: "Qi Lei came to my house just now, hugged a quilt and left, I don't know where to ......."

Walked away with the quilt, did you sleep in some dog hole?

But there are too many dog holes in Dongwan Village to count, and Zhenhua has no way to find them, so he has to go home and sleep, and talk about it tomorrow.

Zhenhua never imagined in his life that Qi Lei was already asleep at this time, and he was in front of his own door.

Qi Lei asked for a quilt from Lao Mazi's house, climbed onto the straw pile on the threshing floor of Zhenhua's house, made a hole in the top of the straw, spread the quilt and slept.

In the countryside, when raising cattle, it is necessary to collect and store straw for the cattle to survive the winter.

In every household, there will be two haystacks, one for potted grass and the other for dry straw.

The straw piles of large households are usually more than one zhang wide and three zhang long, and more than one zhang high, almost flush with the roof ridge.

Zhenhua's family planted more than ten acres of land, all of which were rice in summer, and at this time, the autumn harvest was not long ago, and the straw pile was big and high.

Qi Lei climbed up and slept on top of a high haystack, unaware!

Early the next morning, Zhenhua was brushing his teeth in front of the door, but overheard the sound of snoring coming from the top of the haystack.

"Strange, why is there a snoring sound, coming from the top of the grass?" Zhenhua was puzzled, moved out of the bamboo ladder at home, and climbed up to check.

Qi Lei slept soundly wrapped in the quilt, saliva flowing down his cheeks, shiny!

"Your uncle, how did you come up with this idea!?" Zhenhua couldn't help but laugh and reminded Qi Lei.

Qi Lei was taken aback, woke up suddenly, stared at Zhenhua, and it took a long time to wake up, and waved his hand: "Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while!"

Zhenhua shook his head and slid down the bamboo ladder, ready to eat breakfast and go to class.

However, Zhenhua had just brought a bowl of fried rice to his hand when he saw Zhuang Xiaodie coming angrily.