At four o'clock in the afternoon, it was almost time for the market to disperse, and Liu Zhe's family returned home in Liu Ping'an's tricycle with large bags and small bags.

When he finished dinner, the third uncle suddenly came over again.

"There is a tea-picking show in Gejia Village tonight, will you go?"

Liu Zhe raised his eyebrows and asked with great interest, "When?"

Tea picking opera is a kind of singing type of costume drama performance, with a characteristic singing tone to interpret the story, tea picking opera is also approved by the State Council to be included in the first batch of national intangible cultural heritage list.

Without waiting for Liu Ping'an to answer, grandfather Liu Changlong intercepted the nonsense and asked: "Is there any great joy in Gejia Village? ”

The elder asked, so he naturally replied to the elder's words first: "It's not Ge Lao Wu who spent money to invite it, I heard that the house was capped today, and the troupe was invited to come over and sing a three-day opera to celebrate." ”

Liu Changlong looked at his son and daughter-in-law.

Liu Weiguo nodded, "It's indeed capped today, but I haven't heard of anyone singing when I come back." ”

"Don't say anything. Liu Changlong glared at his son, and then muttered, "Then Ge Lao Wu has too much money and has nowhere to spend it? ”

"Who knows. Liu Ping'an shrugged his shoulders and smiled at Liu Changlong: "Start singing at eight o'clock tonight, if the old man goes, give me a call, I'll wait for you, and I'll take you with me when the time comes." ”

Who knew that Liu Changlong waved his hand and refused: "That's not necessary, I want to go and naturally ask my grandson to send it, it's so cold at night that you don't sit on a four-wheeled vehicle and sit on your ventilated three-wheeler, isn't it looking for guilt." ”

Liu Ping'an patted his forehead suddenly, "That's right, I forgot that Xiao Zhe has this big car." ”

"By the way, if you don't want to go, if you go, come before eight o'clock, sit together, and the wind won't blow. ”

"Go, you always know, my parents like to watch tea-picking dramas the most, and there are a lot of discs at home. ”

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The two chatted, Liu Zhe was ignored, and he ignored it very thoroughly, he didn't even answer the previous question, and helped him agree to go to see the tea picking show.

Sure enough, he has no human rights at home?

But think about it, it's better to go and see, it's good to join in the fun, Bei Bei hasn't seen a tea-picking scene yet, I guess I'll like it. Besides, there is nothing fun in the mountain village, so it's good to go and join in the fun.

made up their minds and sent the third uncle away, and the family lined up to take a shower and change into a down jacket, but it was very cold at night.

Generally, a stage like this is built in the grain field, after all, the stage required is not small, and there must be a backstage, a front audience position, and so on.

At half past seven, Liu Ping'an's family came on time, the third uncle, the third aunt, the sixth grandfather Liu Chaoyang, and the sixth grandmother Zhao Mei. Four people, plus seven people from the third generation of Liu Zhe, a total of eleven people!

"Can so many people sit down? Why don't I go back and drive three rounds." The third uncle frowned and asked.

Liu Zhe comforted, "Third uncle, don't worry, your three-wheeled can pull eleven people, my car is not smaller than the three-wheeled, I can still sit down, but it may be a little crowded." ”

"It's okay to squeeze, it's a big deal, it's not very far, you better drive over quickly, it's almost eight o'clock." ”

"Gotcha. Naturally, Liu Zhe stopped talking nonsense.

When the car drove to the gate of the courtyard, the group was already waiting in warm clothes, with small stools in their hands.

Watching the tea-picking opera is free, and it is generally the host's family who invites the singing stage when there is a big event, so don't expect supporting measures such as stools, you have to bring your own, otherwise you can stand and watch.

You remember that when he was a child, he didn't even have a black-and-white TV, so once there was a tea-picking scene, the whole village must take the initiative!

I remembered that in the past, the first bicycle in the village was bought by his family, and the first tractor in ten miles and eight townships was also bought by their family, no matter who got married, it was his father Liu Weiguo who watched the tractor catch up with the road for dozens of kilometers to pick up the bride, not to mention how much face he had back then!

I remember every time there is a tea-picking scene nearby, a tractor will pull a cart full of people to rush there at night, and only the headlights illuminate the road not far ahead in the dark night.

On the dirt road, the car swayed left and right, the water tank filled with the front of the car boiled, and the sound echoed in the mountains and forests for a long time, and by the time I arrived, the water in the water tank had boiled one-fifth.

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Xia Yiran and Bei Bei went to the co-pilot's seat, and the rest sat in the back seat.

As soon as he got in the car, Liu Ping'an was surprised, "Hey, I didn't expect it to be so spacious, I have caught up with the Jinbei car!"

"The Jinbei car is not so comfortable and luxurious. ”

Liu Zhe rolled his eyes, then Erfa is enough compared to the Jinbei van, don't you know that these seats are all airline seats?

After everyone was seated, Liu Zhe played a lot of music, and the car slowly slid up.

The drive was not very fast along the way, which was also for the sake of the family, and there were elderly people and children in the car.

"Turn off the song, listen to the peace singing, this soft and weak, what is so good about love and love. Liu Changlong greeted Liu Zhe, who was driving.

Liu Zhe: "......"

Xia Yiran covered her mouth and snickered, stretched out her hand and turned off the music, ready to listen to the third uncle's live performance.

Bei Bei turned her head and clapped her hands in her mother's arms, "Singing, yes, is it singing to pull turnips?"

In her mind, all songs are not as good as pulling turnips, and she can sing many words of lyrics, and she can also beat to the tune.

"Pull the radish and sing it later, listen to your third grandfather sing first. Liu Changlong said to Bei Bei angrily.

Liu Zhe is now mentally prepared, to be honest, Liu Ping'an's voice has no advantage in singing, and some ghosts cry wolf howls, which is a kind of torture for the ears.

Gejia Village is not very far, walk two kilometers from the cement road, and then bend into Xiaoxiao and arrive at it.

I didn't have to look for it to find out where the stage was, it was in the grain field where the village was eating, the lights were bright, and there was nothing else to do besides the station of the troupe!

The grain field is the place where people threshed, milled, and dried the grain in the past, but now basically every family has a flat-roofed house, and they all dry the grain at home, so the grain field has long been abandoned, and it is just suitable for making a field.

After coming, it means that Liu Zhe's ears are finally liberated.

Liu Zhe found that except for him and Xia Yiran, everyone else in the car was smiling. , including Beibei, who is also "grinning" and smiling, and even patting her delicate little palms again and again.

"Bang Bang!!"

As the saying goes, it's better to come at a good time than to come at a good time, and when the gong sounds, the drama begins.

As soon as the car door opened, Liu Ping'an got out of the car first, and helped the old men and ladies to get out of the car one by one, and then walked towards the front.

Liu Zhe glanced at it, there were still a lot of audiences in this tea-picking show, and there were two or three hundred people anyway.

The front part sits, and the back is standing.