"I'm sorry, I'm."

Ruyi played a card, Li Yi knocked down his card wall with a smile, Liu Ruyi jumped off the kang in annoyance, glared at the two of them, and said, "You two are in cahoots, don't fight!" ”

Since Ruyi became his master, Li Yi's luck has returned, secretly gesticulating non-stop, Ruyi can always understand her meaning, so Miss Liu Er has become the only person in the family to lose money.

Although winning money in the back is not the point, at most use a few copper coins to deal with it, but playing cards is such a thing as winning and losing, and always losing is not a thing, Miss Liu Er is obviously annoyed and angry, and it is estimated that she will have to pick up her sword to go to the yard to chop the air.

If there is a mahjong god, Xiaohuan must be her own daughter, but she has been obviously a little absent-minded recently, and she is not attentive when she plays mahjong, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

Li Yi changed his room into a storage room the next day, on the grounds that the room that had been ravaged by carbon poison could not be occupied, and he began to live together with peace of mind.

Although he was between beasts and beasts, he still reluctantly chose the latter, but compared with before, this is already a groundbreaking event.

The reason why Xiaohuan is a little sullen may be that she can no longer sleep with Ruyi, and she has to sleep on the kitchen kang for a long time, but it doesn't matter, just build a boudoir for her when spring comes, and it's not a way for girls to always sleep in the kitchen.

Of course, the position that should have belonged to her was occupied by herself, and the little maid was wronged first, and then slowly compensated her.

took Xiaohuan to buy the hairpin she had liked for a long time, and she could no longer see a depressed expression on her face.

The two people walking in front were chatting, talking about the new play in the Changping Street Theater, called "A Chinese Ghost Story".

The former hook bar is no longer called the hook column, but renamed the theater, although most people are a little unaccustomed, but the name is not the point, the point is that most of the plays performed in it are relatively novel and special, not comparable to a random grass shed in Vasheri.

I hope that this "A Chinese Ghost Story" will be better than the previous "Painted Skin".

Of course, there are always some special rules in special places, I heard that the theater is different from the ordinary hook bar, not who wants to enter can enter, you have to buy a so-called "ticket" at the door, saying that it is a ticket, in fact, it is a small wooden card, which says that you can watch the repertoire with the wooden card, and the time you can stay in it, and when you exit it, the wooden card has to be handed back.

Tickets are not expensive, a few pennies are enough, and it is not as much as the bounty they throw at one time.

Some people secretly scolded angrily, those actors want to go crazy for money, and they haven't seen the tick bar that takes the initiative to collect money, right, can I stop reading it?

Many people are very satisfied with this, thinking that the idea of the theater is really wonderful, and the appearance of tickets is to block these guys who have no money from the outside, the last time they went to the theater, there were beggars sitting next to them, dirty and smelly.

The theater is such a big place, I went late, and I didn't even have a place to stand, but now it's good, those who can only join in the fun, and don't want to pay for the money can't get in, they are happy and peaceful, sitting in a good place, a pot of tea, a stack of broad beans, and leaving after watching their favorite plays, very comfortable.

Of course, when the new repertoire comes out, the legs and feet have to be sharper, and the people who live in the city, who will be scarce for a few pennies, and they will only have to stand when they go late.

"Thank you, uncle."

There was a newly bought hairpin on his head, Xiaohuan's two eyes turned into crescents again, one hand held a sugar gourd, which she gave when she met Aunt Xu on the street just now, and the other hand held Li Yi's arm, biting one herself, and leaning over to give Li Yi a bite too.

Bite off one by one, the sugar gourd syrup in winter does not melt so easily, the taste rises to a higher level, and those women have been trying to make a better sugar gourd, and now they have developed several different styles.

"Uncle, shall we go to the theater to watch a play?" After eating the sugar gourd, the little maid raised her head, looked at Li Yi, and said expectantly.

I just heard the two people in front of me say that a Chinese ghost story, my uncle told me this story, I have heard too many ghost stories, and I am not very afraid, last time my aunt took her to see the stage play "Painted Skin", only when the hideous female ghost came out, she screamed, and my uncle said that A Chinese ghost story is not so terrible, and the little girl felt that it was nothing to see.

Didn't refuse Xiaohuan's request, today was supposed to take her out to shop, grew up in the village, did not contact more people, the little girl's innocent and lively girl's heart is maintained very well, with her by her side, any troubles will be swept away.

A small room was built at the door of the fence, there was only a place for one person, and more than a dozen people lined up, passing in front of the small room, putting in a few pennies, and the next moment a wooden sign would be handed out from inside.

As one of the major shareholders of the theater, Li Yi, of course, didn't have to buy a ticket, he took Xiaohuan's hand and walked in directly from the door, and the honest queue wanted to question, but after seeing the young man at the door checking the ticket respectfully saluting the young man, he swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach and honestly queued up to buy tickets.

After walking in from the gate, facing the stage, the expanded platform is more than twice as large as before, the seats below have also increased, there are separate stalls on both sides, for a few pennies, you can buy a plate of broad beans plus a pot of tea, there are three flavors of broad beans, you can choose freely. Of course, in addition to broad beans, there are also a lot of pastries, when watching the play, eat a little snack, drink a cup of tea, and the taste is immediately much higher than those who only know how to shout.

The price of seats in the theater is not the same, the closer to the stage, the clearer you can see, and the more expensive the price is, so many times there will be empty seats in the first row, and some people will feel that the difference between the front and back is not too big, and it is really not cost-effective to spend a few pennies more for the front seat.

The curtain on the stage has not yet been opened, you can see that there are many people behind the curtain, I am afraid that the preparations are still being made, people are still queuing up to enter the venue, there are not many people in the seats, pull the small ring in the middle of the first row to sit down, and wait with peace of mind.

glanced at the wooden sign in the hand of a person next to him, on which was written the word "Painted Skin", indicating that the next performance is still "Painted Skin", Pu Songling's old-timers are worthy of a generation, and there is also a painted skin performance here, which shows that this repertoire is still quite popular.

I turned my head and looked around, and found that from the former hook bar to the current theater, in just a few days, too much has changed.