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Chapter 201: Singing Tunchang

When the fat man came to the street, he saw a big liberation car parked on the road, with all the bells and whistles on it, which was the big car of the troupe.

"Comrade Huang, our troupe went to the countryside to perform, and the first stop was to come to the most remote backing mountain to sing in the tun field, how about it, pay attention to it!" The head of the troupe was wearing a tweed shirt and a scarf around his neck, looking personable.

"Welcome, welcome. The fat man stepped forward to shake hands with him, no matter why people came, since they came, they expressed their sense of reconciliation, and the fat man's heart was open, after all, he was not a careful person. And the singing tun that the head of the regiment said is to sing half a night in a tunzi.

In the past, the two of them were mostly grass stage teams, and there were many forms of performances, some sang in the temple fair, and some sang in the hall at the individual home, and the most popular was the singing tunchang, which can be watched by the whole village without spending money.

"Brother Huang, we're here too. "The flower picker and the stupid child stood in front of the fat man.

"Welcome, you two pillars are here, this year's big show must be good. The fat man hugged them warmly, especially the stupid child, who was picked up by the fat man and picked up several times, in front of the fat man, he really looked like a little baby.

"Look at this guy, how handsome!" The women pointed and pointed, all of them judged the character of the flower pickers, and a few of the big girls were embarrassed to stare at each other, and secretly blushed.

"Brother, you are the most popular, the girls in the audience like it, and the guys on the stage are worried, haha. The fat man patted the flower picker on the shoulder, and he grinned.

Soon the news spread all over the mountain, and everyone came out to watch. A group of young men, under the leadership of Wang Sanpao, began to transport things to the yard. The wild boys who were in the room immediately grew grass in their hearts, and they squinted their books and glanced out.

was busy setting up the stage here, and the fat man and Captain Li invited the actors to their home, a total of seven or eight, and rested at the fat man's house for the time being.

The stove was burned, and soon the house was steaming, and the fat man poured tea for everyone, and then beckoned Aunt Li to come over and help cook.

One after another, some people began to wander around the fat man's house, all to see these actors, and soon, the ground was full, and the outside was still crowded into the house. Stupid is the happiest, shaking his big ass and squeezing incense in the crowd.

I heard a burst of screaming, and it turned out to be the wild boys after school. The window immediately exhaled a circle of red fluttering little faces, pointing, squeezing their eyebrows, and smiling.

Kiki squeezed into the house with great difficulty, and then was thrown onto the kang, she opened the kangqin, took out a small schoolbag from it, and immediately a sweet smell of wine came out.

A bunch of mountain persimmons were poured out of it, and Qiqi grabbed them one by one, and the flower pickers and stupid children rushed to hold Qiqi in their arms, and the little guy was so likable.

However, Kiki is still more compatible with the stupid child, probably because he is smaller.

When the fat man saw that the house was overcrowded, he had to shout: "Look at it at night, you are all here, we don't cook so much at home." ”

I don't know who shouted: "Sing one, sing one and we'll leave." ”

"Cheng, to meet your requirements, I'll sing a peony song first, are you welcome?" the fat man shouted, deliberately thickening his voice by three points.

"Disagree. Everyone shook their heads. Someone else shouted: "Unless you sing Zhu Bajie arching the ground." ”

As soon as the flower picker poked the stupid child, the two of them cleared their throats and sang a small hat "Kite Flying". For them, it's like a daily routine.

"Come in the first month, the first month is in the first month, the two sisters fly kites...... the two of them also walked their mouths, and sang in one breath, and their faces did not change.

Everyone slapped vigorously: "One more, one more." ”

It is said that the two-person turn at that time was also regarded as the folk art of the Northeast, which was loved by the masses. As for the fact that it only changed a little later, it was twenty years later.

Seeing that everyone was unrelenting, the flower picker and the stupid child discussed it and said, "Then our little brothers will sing a lover to everyone." ”

When the fat man heard this, he hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, Ma Ya, you come out and try it." The horse he summoned was the big girl who embroidered on the kang of the sister-in-law's house, and the fat man thought that the lover she sang was also very good, so he remembered the interaction that became popular later.

Ma Ya was pushed out by a group of old ladies with a red face, but this girl was still able to go on the stage, bowed to the flower picker, and then flicked her pigtails, and stood side by side with the flower picker, looking really ready to sing two sentences.

The fat man's heart moved: folk art also has to be excavated, like the Northeast drum, the two of them turn or something, if you develop mountain village tourism in the future, it is all good things.

Just thinking about it, I saw that the flower picker had already sang: "Send the lover, send it to the east of the gate, just in time for God to blow the old north wind, the wind is not as light as the rain is good, the light rain can still stay with my Lang for a few more minutes......"

If you listen to it with your eyes closed, everyone will think that it is a big girl singing.

After the flower picker finished singing, he softly gave Ma Ya a head, and Ma Ya hummed quietly, full of charm, and it was quite like that: "Send the lover, send it to the south of the gate, I took out two big silver yuan in the waist, this yuan and my Lang got on the train ticket, this yuan and my Lang Ah buy a box of Chinese cigarettes......"

After the singing, the flower pickers took the lead in applauding. The head of the troupe said happily: "The singing is quite interesting, almost the same as the actors in our troupe." ”

"Leader, then you can accept another actor. Ma Ya, how old are you this year?" the fat man came up with a good idea: just ask the troupe to help us train some actors first.

"Sixteen. Ma Ya said crisply, and then looked at the head of the regiment with an expectant face, it seems that the little girl really likes to turn around.

"Cheng, this baby has a bit of a foundation, but he can only practice first, not formal, if there is indeed development, and then formally apprentice. "The head of the regiment is relatively stable and does not leak.

Ma Ya bowed to everyone again and again, saying that if the rural children wanted to enter the city in those years, it would be difficult. It is estimated that the head of the regiment looked at the fat man's face, so he gave him a chance.

However, the fat man basically guessed a rough idea in his heart, it will be the New Year again, and it is estimated that he will start preparing for the show again, and last year, the "old man crossed the river" won the award, and he must have come to work with the fat screenwriter again.

This thing is done by knowing each other's hearts, and there is no need to break it. The fat man saw that the meal was almost ready, so he began to show up again: "The comrades of the troupe are going to eat, and after eating, everyone will go back, and I will not keep you if you are full of good performances." ”

Only then did everyone disperse, only Ma Ya did not leave, and followed to pick up the bowl and serve the food. The big pigtails made room to walk into the house and greet the flower pickers. The flower picker blinked: "Xiaoyu, come to your house, make something delicious for your old classmates?"

The big braid was blushed by him, and the fat man was laughing on the side, picking up the cheap.

During the meal, except for the head of the troupe who was poured too much by the fat man, the actors did not drink, but they all ate very fragrantly, and the farmhouse meal was affordable.

It was already dark outside, and after a short rest, everyone went straight to the production team, leaving only the head of the regiment to watch the house at home alone, and fell asleep on the kang.

However, there was also a companion, who clumsily and laboriously climbed onto the kang and fell asleep in the arms of the head of the regiment.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and several large bulbs were pulled, illuminating the hall brightly. The stage has long been set up, and there are dense audiences sitting below, and the backers are basically locked doors, and there are thousands of empty alleys.

A gong and drum sounded, and the big play began. The two of them must sing a small hat at the beginning, which is short and concise, followed by a single person singing, a two-person turn, a multi-person singing scene, etc., all appear.

When the second sister Wang played by the flower picker appeared, the people below began to discuss: "This girl is really handsome, when did she come, why didn't you see it during the day?"

The big drama here is singing lively, and the fat man has already stepped on the full moon in the sky and rushed to the chicken farm. Although he likes to join in the fun, there are still old men here, and the fat man knows that the old man prefers this tune. Northeast people often say: I'd rather give up a meal than two people.

Seeing the old man running back to the village happily, they had already panicked when the gongs and drums were tapped. And the fat man still has a little regret in his heart: those people in the Nanwazi Goose Factory are afraid that they won't be able to hear it.

Standing outside, the bright moon is in the sky, shining on the white earth, which is extremely bright. Looking at the mountain from afar, the brightest place is the stage, and you can even see the figures swaying on it. The fat man's sense of hearing is sensitive, so he simply moved a bench and sat in the yard, listening while smoking a small cigarette, humming a few words from time to time, which also had a different taste.

"A boxy piece of old brass-" The cup record on the other side of the stage has been sung**, Zhang Tingxiu's golden seal was picked up by the second sister, and he is still chirping there and pretending to be crooked.

"This Zhang Tingxiu is also very funny, a bit of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger; Second Sister Wang is also good, it is not easy to wait for Zhang Tingxiu to take the exam for six years. The fat man couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Then, he gently twitched his face twice with his hand: "Look at people, you can wait for six years;

As he was fanning, he heard a giggling sound, and the fat man raised his head, and under the moonlight, he saw a big pigtail with a turban, standing at the door and looking at him.

The fat man shook his head, thinking it was a hallucination.

"Brother Huang, why are you talking about Second Sister Wang, don't you also think - giggles." The big pigtail couldn't help but tease the fat man, but soon realized that the fat man missed her the most, and immediately blushed.

"Xiaoyu, why are you here, Qiqi?" the fat man hurriedly greeted him, grabbed the two hands of the big braid, put them in his palms, and then sighed.

"Kiki and Whiskers are playing. The big braid no longer concealed it.

The fat man looked at the full moon in the sky, and then he suddenly realized: Today is the fifteenth again, and it is the day when Qiqi and Weiwei meet: "Xiaoyu, it's cold, come into the house." ”

There was also a brick stove burning in the house at the deer farm, and it was so warm that there was not even frost on the windows. The two of them sat side by side on the kang, because there were many people in the family, so the two of them rarely had the opportunity to be alone, the fat man looked at the red and tender face of the big braid, and unconsciously felt a little spring: "Xiaoyu, when are we going to do something?"

"What's the matter?" The big pigtail blushed and was shy: "Didn't I tell you, I have to wait—"

"I'm talking about betthal. The fat man said with a wicked smile.

The big braid was so ashamed that he stuck his head into the fat man's arms, and the fat man couldn't help but lower his head, and was just about to move when he heard the sound of tapping from the glass.

Not good, it must be Qiqi. The two hurriedly separated, then looked at the window, and couldn't help but sigh at the same time, through the glass window, only to see a wolf's head flashing out.

The fat man was shocked: "The wolves have come to take revenge—"