Yang Huazhong said: "Okay, don't worry, the third uncle will definitely take the villagers to make your mother's birthday lively!" ”

……

Yang Huazhong is a doer, and he does what he says.

Early the next morning, he went to Liujia Village and negotiated the affairs of the troupe.

When the school behind the village reopened, the sound of reading was heard, and the entrance of Changping Village at the foot of the mountain.

In the open space opposite Yang Huazhong's house, the stage was erected.

In the next day, the sun hung in the western sky, and it had not yet set.

The gongs and drums on the stage were noisy, and the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra was heard far and wide.

In front of the stage, the villagers came to watch the play with long benches and large chairs with backrests.

Not only Changping Village, but also other nearby villages, there are also a lot of villagers who watch the play.

There are many little daughters-in-law in Changping Village, who picked up their relatives from their mother's family to come to watch the play.

There are also many families who took their daughters and grandchildren back to watch the play and eat fritters.

In front of the stage, three circles inside and three circles outside, there were people everywhere, and the stage was surrounded by water.

Yang Ruoqing, Sun, and Cao Bamei also sat in the crowd, knocking melon seeds and chewing sugar cane.

"What kind of drama is this singing? It's weird! ”

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were shining, and she asked Sun, who was sitting beside her.

Sun listened with relish, and the other hand on his knee tapped lightly, as if he was following the tone of the stage.

Mother, this is still very emotional, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Sun said to Yang Ruoqing: "This is called plum blossom opera, it is a local opera in the area of Niushan Mountain, where big guys used to do things in the fields, or picking tea in the tea garden in the back mountain and humming tunes. ”

Plum blossom play?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, this tone was very similar to a kind of opera she had heard in her previous life.

"Then what's the name of this big play?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Sun said: "The first big drama is called the birthday of the five daughters, which is about a couple who have five daughters. ”

"The eldest daughter married a big official, and the second daughter married a rich businessman......"

Before the official start of singing, Sun's almost spoilered.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't cry or laugh, she was really a fan of the show.

Look at the way this is when talking about the plot, so excited, so cute, it's like going back to sixteen years old.

Sun originally wanted to continue the spoiler, but at this time, the sound of a cannon battle came from the corner of the stage.

Raising her eyes, Yang Ruoqing saw that Yang Huazhong was holding a cannon and setting off there.

He was followed by Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou, and everyone was holding a cannon in their hands.

Yang Ruoqing knew.

Because Mu Zichuan's mother celebrated her birthday, sang a big opera, and worked for the welfare of the villagers.

Therefore, people who have friends in the village will buy cannons and put them over to congratulate them.

After a few cannon battles were fired, the sound of gongs and drums became even worse, and the horns took turns to appear on the stage.

Sun didn't care about the spoiler with Yang Ruoqing, so he quickly sat upright, tilted his head, and looked at the stage in front of him with all his attention.

Yang Ruoqing was eating melon seeds while watching the play.

This singing tone is really the same as Huangmei Opera.

Yang Ruoqing likes this kind of local opera, she is a layman in opera, and she listens to opera with a pair of ears.

If it's good, it's a good show

Moreover, the monologues and narrations in this kind of play are all interpreted in the dialect of the area of Mianniu Mountain.

The child is shouting to be a little girl, and listening to it is more cordial.

Listening to it, the whole person was also immersed in the content of this drama.

The plot is easy to understand, and it is the kind of plot that sprinkles dog blood all over the street.

The two of them gave birth to five daughters, and the first four daughters were all married to either rich or expensive.

is the only fifth, married to a poor sour talent.

Xiucai is estimated to be a dead student, a dead student.

The children will play soy sauce, and they haven't been admitted to the lifting of people.

Then the father-in-law had a big birthday, and several daughters and sons-in-law all took their grandchildren back to celebrate their birthdays.

The old couple is eccentric, smiling at the powerful daughters and sons-in-law, and naturally very cold to the old five.

What's delicious and fun, close to the other grandchildren and granddaughters, the children of the old five families, didn't eat on the table, squatted in the stove room and threw away a bowl of leftovers......

On the stage, playing the role of the five daughters, she cried while singing, crying bitterly and sadly, which made people feel sad.

Under the stage, the villagers, fathers and elders who watched the play, especially the women, were all filled with righteous indignation.

In that count, accusation, anger and dissatisfaction were written on all faces.

Yang Ruoqing watched the play, looked at the corner and then looked at the people around her, and felt more and more that this atmosphere was really interesting.

That's how life is, real, and down-to-earth.

The big drama on the stage was sung from daylight until dark.

In the end, the plot was naturally reversed.

The fifth son-in-law finally got lifted like Fan Jin, and then the father-in-law and mother-in-law had a fire, and the house burned down.

The old couple went to ask their four sisters and brothers-in-law to take them in, but without exception, they were all kicked out by their daughter and son-in-law.

On a cold day, dripping water turned into ice, and the old couple begged along the street.

The old man fell ill, and the old woman begged on the side of the road and met her fifth son-in-law, who had returned home.

The fifth son-in-law ignored his previous suspicions, and after asking about the situation, he showed compassion and took the old couple back to his home.

The younger couple took good care of the old couple, and everyone released their suspicions.

The opera of the five women's birthday is here for the curtain call.

The curtain on the stage closed little by little.

The audience also carried stools and chairs, talking, talking, laughing, and shouting to go to their respective homes.

Some adults searched for their children in the crowd, and some old women were supported by their daughters-in-law and daughters.

Everyone has found their own shadow in the play.

Art comes from life, but it is higher than life.

All kinds of living beings, all in this humming singing, are exhausted, leaving behind endless thoughts.

……

"Qing'er, my mother wants to invite you to my house, and she said she has something to ask you."

The next day, Mu Zichuan came over again and found Yang Ruoqing and said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, "Okay, I'm just going out for a walk." ”

The two men walked side by side towards the village.

Mu Zichuan looked sideways at her walking beside her from time to time, with such a big belly, as if she was carrying a big watermelon.

"Qing'er, are you tired of walking like this?"

Halfway through, he couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, and then laughed at his question.

He continued: "It's really hard for me to imagine that if I am now asked to carry a weight of more than ten pounds in my arms, no matter where I go, whether I am sitting or standing or lying down, it will weigh on me like this, I am probably tired enough." ”

"Qing'er, are you tired?"

Mu Zichuan asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing curled the corners of her lips.

Holding her stomach with both hands, her face was overflowing with the tenderness and sweetness of a first-time mother.

"If I suddenly put a big watermelon weighing more than ten pounds in my arms, I will definitely choke enough."