Chapter 14: The Storyteller and the Rain's Tears

In the old courtyard of the open-air movie, Jue Ling and a few people have been waiting for a long time, and there is still a layer of red halo on the horizon, and the darkness is coming, what is the mood!?

With the popularization of mobile phones and televisions, the movie theaters in Xiaohutong Street have been abandoned for many years, and no one wants to watch black and white images with color and high-definition picture quality. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The reason why the black-and-white old-fashioned projector was not dismantled is that it still has a certain value of existence, and the current owner of the cinema thinks that he can help others if he keeps it, of course, in addition to being "poor", that is, lazy!

Therefore, when Jue Ling proposed to borrow a projector, the responsible party agreed to come down and set a time point for screening at eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time it was only six o'clock, and it was almost seven o'clock, and the sky was almost dark, and the night quickly enveloped the whole city, giving a place of refuge for the weak and the grieving.

Looking at the stars in the night sky, I will think a lot, I will feel that I am lonely inexplicably, I will inadvertently shed tears, and I will rely on a little alcohol anesthesia to fall asleep......

However, at this time, the sky was not full of stars, and the sun was stingy with its inexhaustible light in the vast sky, and not even a star was willing to save it from the darkness.

The sky was pitch black, and I couldn't find the star that symbolized myself and represented my family, and I had no object to drink when I was drunk with the moon.

Compared with the bustling city's expectation of the starry sky, the simple people in the south city can see it more realistically, and no matter how bad the weather is, it can't stop them from traveling happily.

No, there was such a group of people gathered at the entrance of the cinema at this time, and they listened attentively to the passionate speech of the storyteller at the door of the old courtyard, and their mood changed with each plot of the story, whether they were happy, or regretful, or angry......

Storytelling is a traditional entertainment program here, and even the development of the times cannot change the will of the listeners to listen to books.

At this time, the neighbors who have been busy all day gather here to chat, make up for the shortcomings of the day, and live a beautiful life.

For this so-called tradition, Jue Ling, who was crowded in the middle of the crowd, didn't experience the fun at all, and didn't know what to say about this story that was about to blow to the sky, so it was better to find a novel on the Internet to read.

Just after seven o'clock, the brightness of the surroundings reached the point where you could not see your fingers, and people began to light candles on the side of the street and turn on the street lights, although it was still dim, but it was much better than before.

Although it was already dark, the appointed time was eight o'clock, and Jue Ling was not good at changing the time halfway to cause trouble to others.

"Today seems a little unusual." The first person to break the tranquility of a few people waiting for the arrival of eight o'clock was Yeyang.

At this time, he was squinting at the sky, waited for a moment, did not hear a response, and continued: "At this point in time yesterday, the sky was red. Today it is completely dark, which is a sign ...... Maybe it's going to rain. ”

"Close your crow's mouth", Jiang Feng slapped Ye Yang's back with a palm, holding his forehead, and said: "I have already read the weather forecast before going out, and the temperature will continue to heat up in the past three days, and there is no possibility of rain." ”

"Oh, that's right, it looks like I'm overthinking." Ye Yang smiled wryly, withdrew his gaze from the sky, turned to a long wooden box beside Jue Ling, and asked, "From the moment I walked out of that store, I wanted to ask, what did you buy this broken guzheng for?" ”

Yeyang's question resonated with Wu Xu: "I also want to know, what did you buy it for, the strings were obviously broken by the shopkeeper himself, so you don't need to be responsible." ”

"Hmm, you laymen don't understand." Jue Ling picked up the guzheng box and made a profound look: "The market price of a handful of real guzheng handed down is at least 50,000 yuan, but I bought it for 2,000 yuan, and the difference earned makes you red-eyed!" ”

"Don't worry, no one will be jealous of you, you can't play the guzheng, I don't believe you can still free your hand." While saying this, Wu Xu squeezed to the side, and distanced himself from Jue Ling, as if he was too close to Jue Ling, and the IQ Chamber of Commerce was pulled down.

"It should ...... It's not that kind of value, the shopkeeper said that it doesn't look like a loss-making deal. Meng Ruoxi analyzed.

"He is not wrong about the value, the reason why the shop owner will sell this guzheng at a low price of 2,000 yuan is probably to consider the minimum repair cost of 50,000 or 60,000 yuan." Jiang Feng responded.

"That's to say", Meng Ruoxi waved his right index finger and said: "The repair cost is more expensive than the guzheng itself, if you buy it at a low price and repair it at a low price and sell it at a high price, then you will lose." ”

"Xiao Ling, two thousand yuan is not a small amount for you", Xia Yuexiang also agreed.

"Anla, I won't let you pay for nothing, you just help me pay for me, and I'll pay you back when I pay my salary at the end of the month!" Jue Ling patted his chest and reassured.

Xia Yuexiang shook her head and said, "I didn't mean that, it's nothing if I don't pay back the money, it's just that if this guzheng is not repaired, it can only be used as an ornament at most." ”

"Then let it be an ornament, anyway, I don't have the money to repair it", Jue Ling shrugged indifferently, he bought this zither for his own use, it was inconvenient to say.

"2,000 yuan to buy an ornament, you are really extravagant." Wu Xu said mockingly.

"That's, don't look at who I am, you should retreat as soon as possible!" Jue Ling said complacently with her head held high, the implication was naturally about Xia Yuexiang's ownership.

However, this kind of thing is not said positively, and no one can hear it.

Wu Xu didn't know if he understood or was joking, and responded: "Haven't I retreated far enough?" ”

Glancing at the distance between Wu Xu and Xia Yuexiang, Jue Ling shook his head and said, "The visual distance is not far enough. ”

"And how far do you want me to retreat? I've been retreating, but what about you, why are you retreating too? ”

Wu Xu's voice was suddenly a little cold, and in the dark, Jue Ling couldn't see what his face looked like.

Unexpectedly, it was just a joke, Wu Xu turned out to be more serious, Jue Ling was a little weak-hearted, and said, "You are dazzled, how can I retreat." ”

"What are you talking about, why don't I understand it at all?" Ye Yang interjected curiously and asked.

"It's none of your business." The two of them said at the same time, and then, no one spoke anymore.

The atmosphere was not cold because of this, because the conversation between Jue Ling and Wu Xu was so inexplicable, Xia Yue Meng Ruoxi and the others only thought that the two were arguing, and did not think deeply.

Eight o'clock arrived as scheduled, without letting Jue Lingduo wait, and the film content was screened on time.

At this time, the crowd listening to the book at the gate of the courtyard had dispersed, leaving only Jue Ling and his party of seven sitting in the center of the courtyard, watching the grand wedding on the large canvas.

The place where the old man was married was a church full of blessed people and Christian priests chanting clichΓ©d lines.

Neither rich nor poor, are they inseparable?

The moment he saw the old man and his wife hugging when he was young, Jue Ling couldn't suppress the inexplicable urge to cry in his heart, and a tear overflowed from the corner of his eye.

Maybe it was the heavens that favored Jue Ling and didn't want his fragile tears to be discovered by others.

The sky floated...... Drizzle!