When Zhang Yueming woke up, it was already dusk.

Originally, he was still sleepy and didn't wake up at all, but he asked Li Qiaozhen to wake up.

There is a great feast tonight, and every time we return victoriously, we will hold a great feast.

This is the festival of everyone in the entire Ranzhuang system, no one wants to miss it, and Zhang Yueming doesn't want to, so no matter how sleepy he is, no matter how busy Li Qiaozhen is, he will not forget to call him up.

At six o'clock, several large bonfires were already burning on the training ground.

The whole village, nay, seemed to fill the whole land with the smell of meat and the smell of joy.

The main banquet was held in the training ground.

All the soldiers and the villagers who returned from the expedition, including all the old people over the age of 60 in the other three small villages, as well as some other heads and brains, were all seated at seven o'clock.

Nearly 100 tables were opened.

A platform more than one meter high was temporarily erected in the center of the training ground, and nearly 100 tables of banquets were set up around the platform.

The stage is used for performances.

Before the banquet opened, the training ground was surrounded by people.

This is also fixed.

Most of the people who did not qualify for the main seat, men and women, young and old, finished their meals early and rushed over to watch the excitement.

The banquet was opened, and the atmosphere was ......

In the world, the most worrying thing is the suffering of the elderly and children; Similarly, the most comforting thing in the world is the smiling faces of the elderly and children.

At this moment, whether you realize it or not, the smiling faces of the old people sitting on the seats made everyone feel heartfelt joy.

On the chairman, Han Lihong, Zhang Yueming, Wang Laozhong, Li Deshan, and Li Defeng sat down...... and Han Lihong's teacher Zhang Zhizhi.

It was not the first time for Zhang Zhizhi to participate in such a banquet, although he also knew that behind the laughter of these people was the blood and tears of some people, but every time he was in the middle of it, he still felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

When Han Lihong invited him, he didn't say anything else, just asked him to bring his family to Ranzhuang to live for a few days.

didn't stay long, just three days, Zhang Zhizhi surrendered, because the old lady and wife are 10,000 willing to live here, let alone a pair of children.

Here, there is an irresistible attraction to many people, and Zhang Zhizhi believes that everyone here, even children, will not hesitate to die in order to maintain this place.

This kind of home, no one is willing to give it, and he can't give it up, for the sake of here, he can also die without hesitation.

Picturesque!

Zhang Zhizhi understands that the so-called patriotic feelings, Ranzhuang is a specific and micro epitome.

The country is home, and each of us was born and grew up in the home of Sri Lanka.

We love him for no reason, but at the same time, there are thousands of reasons.

Tears moistened his eyes.

The bright red flames reflected the simple smiling faces.

On this occasion, there is no need for agitation, after a few rounds of drinking, people jump on the stage one after another and sing loudly.

Here, the vast majority of people sing Hebei Bangzi.

Hebei Bangzi, the tune is high-pitched and agitated, generous and compassionate, and tactful and melodious.

There are no professionals, no famous artists, and no musical instruments, but they are still fascinating.

Among the people who are drunk and obsessed, Han Lihong is also one of them.

After being reborn, immersed in the culture of this era, he suddenly understood a truth, why those who sing pop songs, no matter how popular, are only called pop singers, not artists.

Indeed, compared with the art of this era, pop songs are not a grade at all, whether they are Hebei Bangzi, Qin dialect, or Peking Opera, Jingyun drums, etc.

The decline of truly elegant art that can cultivate the soul is not because of the high and low, but because of China's century-old weakness, which has made Chinese culture a weak culture.

The roots are here.

In the previous life, the strong culture of the West almost destroyed China's excellent culture, and Han Lihong remembered that someone said that when Chinese parents wanted their children to learn music, not to give him a violin, but an erhu, China could be regarded as truly rising.

The passionate and high-pitched tune was still lingering in his ears, but Han Lihong's heart was already immersed in deep thought.

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Just when the people of Ranzhuang were jubilant and jubilant, the party department of the Baoding Municipal Government made a mess, and Zhao Yincheng's head was eight times bigger.

Every time there was a bandit in Qing Yuan, it was a heavy knock on the head of the gentry and rich man in Qing Yuan, and the two eyes were full of gold stars.

Ma Damao and eight other rich people from Chen Jiaji, as well as other people who suffered from banditry and family ruin, as well as the rich people of Qingyuan who came to Baoding for refuge all gathered at the party headquarters of the city government, and Zhao Yincheng must give an explanation.

Ma Da hat cried and fainted several times, such as mourning the examine, and the tragedy was mentioned.

When he said, a bandit took a piece of paper and asked Ma Da to write down the place where the money was hidden, saying that if there was anything wrong, he would kill his whole family.

On the side, in the courtyard stood the militia members of No. 100 Chen Jiaji, but at this time they were not holding long guns and short guns, but shovels to make their heads.

The name of the strands of the wind has been created, the name is well-known, the reputation is outstanding, the spit is a nail, and the words definitely count.

This group of grandfathers can toss in their house for at least five days, and they can't find anything, for the sake of the family's small life, Ma Da Hat didn't dare to hide it, and wrote out all the places where the money was hidden.

That's the hard work of three generations of the Ma family, it's gone, can Ma Da Hat not cry to death?

Ma Da hat is like this, and the other eight don't need Ma Da hat to go at all, they also cry like mourning.

In this way, they naturally aroused the sad tears of other people who suffered from the scourge, and the other rich people, although they are still fine, but the death of the rabbit and the fox are sad, and they can't stop the tears.

The dignified Kuomintang Baoding City Government Party Department became a sea of tears.

This one is crying!

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