Chapter 11: The Ghost Singing Drama 1

We were both in our teens that year, which was the age of crazy play. I remember one summer afternoon, we spent almost all the pocket money given by our parents and came out of the black Internet café in town.

We dug into our pockets a few times and scraped together a dollar. The car back to the village costs two yuan a person, we don't have enough money, and it's boring anyway, so it's better to chat about the red alert game and walk back to my hometown.

We are not familiar with the road taken by car, but we have walked the path along the river dozens of times, and we can touch it back with our eyes closed. We bought two popsicles to quench our thirst with only one yuan and walked up the river until we reached a concrete bridge that bordered our two villages.

It felt like it was getting dark when I got to the end of the village. At this time, we heard the sound of gongs and drums beating in front of us. We followed the sound and it turned out that someone was singing on stage by the river.

In the early years, there were many cases of movies being shown in the open air in rural areas, and there were many cases of singing on stage. When we were young, we watched the village set up a shed and show Hong Kong action movies. The most impressive thing is a movie called "Full of Gold and Jade", our village has shown it twice, and what impressed me the most is that the villains made the Buddha jumping over the wall, and white smoke is rising, and now I know that it is the effect of dry ice, I didn't understand it at the time, and I thought it was a dessert. The fat man also asked me if it tasted the same as shaved ice.

I vaguely remember that the singing studio was very small, and the lights were very dim, as if there were no lights, and it was lit by a few candles on the stage.

We didn't know what was going on on stage, but we saw two actors babbling and singing. Both actors are particularly short in stature, like dwarfs. They are all painted with big flower faces. One of them was wearing a bright red official robe and a black gauze hat on his head, and because of his short stature, he paced around the stage, and the wings of the black gauze hat jumped and jumped, which was indescribably ridiculous.

The band next to him was also short, and one of them beat the gong loudly, beating the drum vigorously with a white drum. But only the big horn didn't seem to be able to blow the sound, but the one who played the horn also held it in his mouth and pounded it with a decent force, not to mention more cola.

There were several long benches under the stage, and there were no people sitting on the benches as usual, but a group of people standing around the stage to watch. It's strange that I don't know anybody, and most people don't smile with a straight face.

At this time, I saw the "official master" on the stage take out a few villains from his arms, as if they were made of straw. A few villains were still motionless on the ground, and within a few seconds, they followed the actors behind them to learn to move. As soon as the actor waved his hand, the little straw man also waved his hand, the actor walked up, and the little strawman also walked up. After a while, the little straw man was still running, turning his heels, and vividly.

At this time, a few raindrops fell from the sky, and it should be raining. So I pulled the fat man and said, let's go, go home, it's going to rain.

The fat man was very interested, and told me that if I looked at it for a while, it would be a little while.

After a while, a few more people came over from the side. Originally, there were a lot of people watching the play, and the stage was set up on the bank of the river, facing the river. Everyone watched the play with their backs to the river. It's going to be an increase in the number of people, like someone is squeezing around, and the crowd is constantly leaning back. I stood at the back of the crowd with the fat man, with the river behind us.

I was not tall at that time, I could only see a little bit from the gap of the adult, although the fat man was tall and big, but at that time he was a child after all, he stretched his neck to look hard, but he didn't want the crowd to get further and further back.

We almost got squeezed into the water. Thanks to the fat man's hard push against the crowd, he shouted: Alas, don't squeeze it, I'm about to fall into the water.

But it didn't seem to be useful for the fat man to push and shove, and the person in front of him seemed to have not heard what the fat man said, so he slowly leaned back. The fat man and I were so helpless that we had to bypass the crowd and think about looking from the side for a while.

I was just about to move, when I heard someone behind me shouting to me: Little Minzi?