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A full moon hangs high in the sky, like a polished silver platter, shining brightly, the sky is clear, and the stars are dim. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info under the moonlight, the open-air theater at the foot of Cuiping Mountain in Xufu is brightly lit, the actors on the stage perform with all their might, and the tens of thousands of seats supplemented by wooden wood on the stepped construction along the hillside under the stage are full, and whenever a program ends, there is a deafening applause and cheers.

The audience consisted of several parts, with troops, factories and mining enterprises, firms, and representatives from rural areas in southern Sichuan occupying some seats, and some seats in the front row were reserved for the chiefs and guests attending the party.

The reason why there is this party today is that the art troupe has been established for half a year, and now it is time to test the results, Han Yu, the head of the art troupe, swore that the soldiers who were selected to enter the art troupe were very hard, and there were a lot of good programs recently arranged, and there was no problem in holding a two-hour celebration party, so Yang Bin and Ou Chuer met and discussed it slightly, and then decided on this report performance; Second, in order to celebrate the autumn harvest that has just ended, due to the construction of water conservancy projects and the large-scale promotion of hybrid rice, the grain output of the entire southern Sichuan has more than doubled. The third is that in the past year or so, the production and construction in southern Sichuan can be described as a thousand miles a day, with factories rising from the ground and almost every village connected to roads, which has quietly improved people's lives while solving the employment of a large number of people. The southern Sichuan government has long wanted to hold an inspiring celebration party, but it was impossible before the establishment of the art troupe, and now it is natural to take the opportunity to do it together; The fourth is to celebrate the wedding of An Yi, the director of the office, originally this party should have been held on An Yi's wedding day a few days ago, but the sky is not beautiful, and it has been raining in Syria, and it has not been completely sunny until today, so the party has been postponed for a few days.

This party is composed of folk music, cross talk, magic, acrobatics, dancing and singing, etc., because An Yi irresponsibly stuffed Han Yu with dozens of songs, so Han Yu is easy to choose materials, and it is a classic at his fingertips.

"A big river has wide waves, the wind blows the fragrance of rice and flowers on both banks, my family lives on the shore, I am used to hearing the captain's horn, and I am used to seeing the white sails on the boat......"

Han Yu stood in front of a choir composed of 20 young men and women, holding a microphone and singing in her throat.

After Han Yu finished singing, the choir sang in unison, "This is the beautiful motherland, where I grew up, and in this vast land, there are bright scenery everywhere." ”

The lyrics and music were very moving, and the singing was excellent, and all the audience couldn't help but cast warm applause.

"The girl is like a flower, and the young man has a big heart, and in order to open up a new world, he awakens the sleeping mountain and changes the appearance of the river......"

Ou Chuer took Xiao Chengcheng and sat in the middle of the first row, watching Han Yu sing affectionately on the stage, and his spirit was a little trance.

Although Brother Xiao Yi called several times to explain the emotional problems between him and the Feng family's Nizi, and later saw that he did not call back, he left his official business in Nanjing in a hurry, and took a plane back to Syria to make amends to himself. Brother Xiao Yi stayed in Syria and accompanied him for two days, not even out of the courtyard gate, and has been carefully guarding himself and his children, trying his best to make himself happy, until the telegram urged by Nanjing was backlogged with a thick stack, and then he reluctantly left. I was very moved and disappointed at the time, and when I saw the plane he was on far away, a kind of grief that Xiao Yi no longer belonged to me hit my heart, and I cried sadly when I returned home.

Later, Brother Xiao Yi confirmed the marriage date with the Nizi of the Feng family in Shanghai, and called himself to comfort him, after his parents returned to China, he made a special trip to Xufu and enlightened him in every way, saying that the current An Yi, identity and fame do not allow him to have other choices, besides, the daughter of the Feng family is knowledgeable and reasonable, with a gentle personality, and the third sister of the Song family and Principal Jiang teach, she will not be wronged in the future, and he has the billions of family wealth of the Ou family as the backing, An Yi's kid naturally understands how to choose. Instead, he comforted his parents, saying that Brother Xiao Yi treated him sincerely, and then said a lot of good things about him, so that the second elder did not have to worry, so his parents put down their worries and rushed to Nanjing to attend Brother Xiao Yi's wedding.

"Mom, that aunt is so beautiful, and the song is so good, can Cheng Cheng go up and hug her later?" Xiao Chengcheng pulled the corner of Lao Chuer's clothes.

Ou Chuer came back to her senses, at this time Han Yu had finished singing and was taking the choir to take the curtain call, Xiao Cheng couldn't help clapping, his face was full of excitement.

"Yes, Chengcheng. Do you know who wrote this song? Ou Chuer asked with a smile.

Cheng Cheng was silent for a moment, glanced back at his mother, and pouted, "It's Dad!" But dad is not a good father, he married another woman, don't promise to his mother......"

Ou Chuer's heart ached, but her face was full of tenderness, and she said in a reproachful tone: "Chengcheng, how can you say that about Dad?" Dad also loves Chengcheng and Mom, didn't he come home last month and stay with us for two days? At that time, he was lying on the ground and letting you ride a horse to fight...... You know how busy your dad is, and you think if he doesn't love us, why would he do that? ”

Cheng Cheng said with a sad face: "But I don't want to call other people's mother!" ”

Ou Chuer pursed her lips and smiled: "In this way, don't you just call me my mother and call Mother Feng my mother?" ”

Cheng Cheng's face was even more ugly: "If my father marries another one, I don't have to call my mother my mother......"

This innocent childlike words suddenly made most of the haze in Chu'er's heart dissipate, and he hugged his baby son and laughed "giggled".

At this time, on the stage, the young and beautiful hosts dressed in military uniforms and selected from various universities in southern Sichuan to enter the art troupe saluted everyone and began to introduce the next program - acrobatics.

In the end, it was a child, Cheng Cheng's attention was immediately attracted by the performance of the literary and artistic soldiers from Wuqiao, the hometown of acrobatics in Hebei Province, who moved south after the outbreak of the Central Plains War in 28 years, and no longer bothered to discuss the topic of "mother" with Ou Chuer, staring wide-eyed at the wonderful performances such as tightrope walking, top bowls, and wheelbarrows, the two little hands were nervously clenched into fists, until the end of the performance, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and beads of sweat the size of beans were oozing from his forehead.

Chu Er took out a handkerchief with pity and helped her baby son wipe away his sweat, not noticing the concerned gaze in the corner of the stage.

After Han Yu came out of the study class, he studied under several Belarusian artists, crammed a series of vocal and artistic training, and began to form the Southwest Art Troupe half a year ago. In order to cooperate with her work, the Pacification Office and all military divisions have vigorously cooperated, and in addition to the good reputation of An Jiajun, the work of selecting materials from various universities has also been particularly smooth, and soon a regiment-level literary and artistic group of more than 180 people was born.

Although the art troupe is small, it has all the organs, and all the forms of entertainment on the market today are readily available, but the most brilliant is the singing group led by Han Yu himself. Due to the many songs left by An Yi, Han Yu's confidence is also extraordinarily sufficient, and the singing group also lives up to expectations, under Han Yu's hand-in-hand training and teaching, every song they sing will cause a huge sensation, such as the first song "On the Field of Hope" when the South Sichuan Radio Station starts broadcasting at six o'clock every morning, it is quickly accepted and sung by everyone, and almost every military and civilian in southern Sichuan will hum a few words, so not long after the establishment of the art troupe, it quickly opened up the situation. He often went deep into the army and the towns where he was stationed to sing, and was well received by all walks of life.

In addition to working hard, Han Yu often thinks about the past, his family, and An Yi. According to the information forwarded by the Pacification Office, she knew that her parents and relatives were indeed no longer alive, and that most of the people who had been released on the banks of the Gan River had been purged in a brutal internal struggle, and that they were still not recognized after their deaths, and similar tragedies were still unfolding at this moment. In this regard, she couldn't do anything, and she didn't dare to imagine, so she could only tell herself to live in the southwest and in Syria with peace of mind, and don't think about anything else.

In fact, at the beginning, she was keen, she knew that she and her younger brother Santong were watched, but she didn't blame others, in the daily performance as if she didn't know, serious and serious, study hard, often won the praise of the teacher of the study class and the White Russian artist, and finally one day did not feel the ubiquitous detection, replaced by admiration and trust, and then she began to form the only art troupe of the An Jiajun from scratch, and won the unanimous affirmation from top to bottom.

Han Yu has a certain affection for An Yi, but she knows the gap between herself and An Yi, so she can only put this ethereal love in her heart. After Ou Chuer arrived in southern Sichuan, Han Yu was very curious about Mrs. An, who was not inferior to her own appearance, and had carefully inquired about her situation, but the more she knew, the more inferior she became, and the more she dared not face her emotions, so she could only carefully keep her distance from Ou Chuer.

This party was the first time Han Yu observed Ou Chuer up close, and while she was amazed by her graceful and luxurious temperament, she was a little more resentful of An Yi marrying a wife again in Nanjing, even such a good woman didn't know how to cherish it, and she was still messing around with flowers and grass, in Han Yu's opinion, this is not what a good man and a good husband should do.

Ou Chu'er didn't know that Han Yu was observing herself, she was like a cold lotus, with a bright smile and a kind demeanor, but no one dared to approach.

The performance continued, and after the magic was a singing performance, it was still Han Yu who led the singing, "A pool of river water is quiet and leisurely, and the underwater vortex is rolling." Spread out a hundred miles and thousands of nets, and fill the barn with fish......"

The song "Dead Wood in Spring", the singer is certainly sad, and the listener is like Ou Chuer, who is also lingering and sympathetic, and his imagination is fluttering.

"The green willows spit out the flowers, and a velvet flower floats under the tree. The flowers bloom and fall every year, and I feel uneasy when I can't see my brother and sister......"