Chapter 64: The Two Storytellers
"Why? Who did you listen to? How can you make a fortune?" I asked my father.
Dad said, "I went to the field today to dig turnips, and I met a technician who grows mushrooms. It's time to grow mushrooms. He also said that Wangji Town, which is not far from us, planted mushrooms last year. Every family has become a 10,000 yuan household. If we don't chase after it, I'm afraid we won't even be able to touch the tail. But your kid is old and strong, and when the time comes, your kid's intestines will be green!"
"Dad, you don't understand, our village grows oyster mushrooms, and the growth cycle takes four or five months. If the mushrooms are going to come down, it will also pass the lunar year. The market is ever-changing, and no one can figure out what is going on!"
Dad turned around angrily and said angrily: "You know! There are not many technicians than you know?" The technician also said that the people in Wangji Town are rich in oil, and the eldest girl in the village will not leave the village to find her mother-in-law's house. The sharpened heads of the other villages drill into these few places, you see how people live? That is like us? Walking there is also a poor and sour look, your black aunt will give you a daughter-in-law, and you are still suspicious. Tell you, if you go on a blind date in the future, as long as people are willing, we won't pick anything!
I hurried Vivino and said yes. My father ignored me, turned around and raked with a deep hook.
I asked my mother again: "Where did you meet the technician, my mother said, at the door of the village committee, he was waiting for Xiangyi? I also asked the previous technician how he is now." The young man said that the girl had not recovered since she had fallen ill there. The high fever does not go away and talks nonsense, and I have hired a lot of witch doctors to no avail. ”
"What's going on in that well, how can there be such strange things, has anything happened in the past?" I asked.
"Well, that's a long way off, and that's ...... that winter."
My mother briefly recounted the following story, which was in the early seventies, when every household did not have a TV, nor did it play mahjong and gambling, and there was no entertainment. Acting in a movie is nothing more than "Mine Warfare", "Tunnel Warfare", "Southern Expedition and Northern War", acting over and over again. That winter, on the first day of the lunar month, a young woman came from a foreign country, with a child, and the child was only two or three years old, and he was running the rivers and lakes to tell stories.
At that time, storytellers mostly used Henan pendants, some sang wooden board books, some used Beijing rhyme drums, and less used Leting drums. The two men used wooden boards to tell stories, and the women used Henan pendants to tell stories. Both of them are in their early thirties, the man is honest and honest, the woman is a little bit beautiful, and there are two dimples on his face when he smiles.
The village committee didn't care about this at that time, and it was up to the big guys to make the decision whether to keep the storyteller or not. I would like to listen to the sharing of money and food among each household. Rice from the end of the village to the family for a day. You can send food to eat at home, and the money will be three cents and two cents per household, and you can listen to the storytelling.
There is nothing else in the content of storytelling, it is nothing more than public case novels such as "Bao Gong Case", "Shi Gong Case", "Di Gong Case", even if you don't talk about public case novels, it is also a story of rapping some chaste martyrs, filial sons, virtuous grandsons, heroes and ministers, I remember hearing a storytelling when I was a child, called "Hu Yanqing Fighting" for more than 20 days, and I only heard that Hu Yanqing just wanted to fight.
Storytellers and singers will inject water into the original book, maybe those who write online texts and drag articles now are all learned from that, right?
The village and the two of them cleaned up a spare yard, and the people who went to hear about it were crowded in that house, and it was too cold, so everyone lit a brazier. Some wheat bran, some dried cow dung, some stick cores and other things that are easy to burn. The room was full of smoke and fire, coupled with the smoke of dry smoke, the room was full of coughing sounds, and the children were drilling around in the house, so that the adults reprimanded them badly, but after a few minutes they made a fuss.
The men went early when they had nothing to do, and their wives brought them back to wash the dishes, and the men said that there was no land if they went late. The woman said, fart, listen to the sound, you can also listen outside the window, there is an area of land, it is obvious to look at the woman!
The men only complain, so what's the matter? The stinky old ladies just have a lot of things. But I thought in my heart, and, indeed, yes! You see that people have such a mouth, so much energy!
After a long time, everyone gradually understood the life experience of these two people, who were from the village in the suburbs of Suzhou City, Anhui Province. At that time, they were very sensitive to the composition of the household, especially the descendants of the landlords and rich peasants, who were quite discriminated against, and they could not pass the military and political trials at all. It took a lot of effort to marry a wife, and the three generations of poor peasants did not consider marrying the landlords and rich peasants.
But it's just such an evil door, and the woman's life and death fall in love with the man. One will not marry her, and the other will not marry him. The woman's parents said, if you want to marry that kid, I will die, and nothing can be said to make the younger generations become the successors of the landlord and the old wealth.
The two had no choice but to elope. Later, I worked outside with the storytelling team for two years and basically learned to tell stories. So he started a storytelling business and had a child. The two of them were talking while pulling the children, wandering around and uncertain, and several years passed.
The child probably adapted to this environment, the two of them talked about books, and the little one didn't cry or make trouble. It's good to sleep when you're tired of playing, a "Five Rats in Tokyo" has been talking about the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, and every household in the village is preparing for the New Year, so I won't let the little couple say it.
The young couple agreed in advance to go to the next village, and the next village also did the reception work. Before leaving, in order to thank the enthusiasm of the old men in the village, I gave everyone a book for free for a day, but fortunately, it was not far from the next village, and it was late when I left the village.
The two young people were not worried, they walked more than half an hour away from the village, and they even walked and played to the next village.
When the two young men carried their children on their backs and carried their luggage into the wilderness, four or five people hurried from the ruined temple. Without saying a word, the two of them were surrounded together, and they asked for money when they opened their mouths. The two of them knew that they had encountered a robbery. The thieves were waiting in ambush at the ruined temple in advance. I know that I went to the next village today, and I have settled the account here, and I must have money in my hand.
How could the two of them be willing to take out the money to offer it? When the New Year is over, this is a New Year's money! The whole family is counting on this money. The man begged, "Raise your hand, gentlemen, we really don't have any money." A few didn't listen at all, and when they came up, they punched and kicked them. The man is not the opponent of a few people at all, and he was put down by a few guys, and the man saw that the general situation was not good, so he hurriedly beckoned his wife to run away with the child and call someone to go.
The woman had no choice but to run away with the child on her back, and because she was in a panic, she fell into the well in the field at once. A few robbers saw that someone had fallen into the well, and they scattered and ran away. The man was beaten and couldn't get up, so he climbed to the well and shouted loudly, where there was an echo? Seeing that he had lost his wife and children, he was heartbroken and knew that no one had come to help. It's better to go all in one piece. So he plunged headlong into the well.