The Tianhou Temple had already sung a big drama, babbling, standing at the door, he had already heard it.

It's a familiar high-armor drama!

In fact, he didn't watch much drama in his previous life, but he couldn't stand the old lady's radio in this life, and it would be played at two ends in three days, and he couldn't be more familiar with the tune.

At this time, the Tianhou Temple was also crowded with people, with people next to each other, full of people sitting inside, and surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

The front row of the stage was also full of children, and the row was full of black heads.

Ye Yaodong finally squeezed in with the child in his arms, counted the rows where his house was located, and then moved to Lin Xiuqing's side amid a scolding, handed the child to her, and hurriedly evacuated under the urging of a bunch of people behind him.

Everyone was fascinated by watching the play, and suddenly there was a mouse shit, and they were all depressed and angry, Ye Yaodong also knew that he was hindering others, so he consciously got out immediately.

Although the Tianhou Temple has begun to sing, there are still many vendors waiting there with small stalls at the door, because the children can't sit still, and they will run around after a while.

As soon as Ye Yaodong came out, he rode his bicycle and went straight to the town.

Along the way, you also tap your pockets twice from time to time to see if the paper is there?

If he falls out halfway, he won't be able to write a second one outside!

But fortunately, the pockets of his pants were deeply seamed, and the bicycle kept moving on both legs, but the paper in his pocket did not fall out.

He found a random store selling stationery, bought a cheapest envelope, folded it and stuffed it into his pocket, and waited until he reached the door of the border post to stuff the report letter into the envelope.

By the way, I stuck out my tongue and licked the edge of the envelope, and then sticked!

Seeing that there was no one at the door, he stuffed it into the mailbox and ran away on his bicycle.

If you want to participate in smuggling, you also need a background.

He did everything he had to do now, and then he left it to his fate.

It just so happens that he has not been out of the sea in the last few days, and he can listen to the news at home, and there are many people coming and going to various villages in the village in the past two days, and it is estimated that the flow of news should be fast, and if there is news, it should be known soon.

I don't know what happened to my new ship docked at the dock in the town?

Did those deflated people from Luzhou Island come to the town dock to look for a boat?

It is estimated that I can't recognize which ship it is, and the boats built now are basically almost the same template, but there is a difference in length and size.

It's a lot similar to the boat he picked up, not to mention that he has painted all the bells and whistles, so it's strange that he can still recognize it.

He rode his bicycle to the dock again.

He docked the fishing boat at the small pier of Hairun, the fishing boats on the big pier are too much in and out every day, he can't come to drive for several days, it is better to park at the small pier, and the boats that don't go in and out are generally docked at the small pier more.

The red, white and black boats are still quite eye-catching, and among the ships, they can be distinguished from a distance.

Ye Yaodong stood on the side of the bicycle, got off the bike and leaned on the shore to take a closer look, the color did not fade much, mainly because they were below the waterline because the red paint was not enough because they did not paint it.

The hull above the draft level is painted black, at most when there are waves, a few times to get it, and it is not soaked in the water all the time, the degree of fading is good, and the two lines of white and red on the top brush are intact, and there is no color mixing.

Ye San's two characters are only overflowing with edge color, but it's not a big problem.

After taking a look, he was also relieved.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

After the Mazu Temple finished singing, he asked his mother to let out the wind, and he had to be wronged for a few days.

With a feeling of joy in his heart, he pedaled his bicycle back again.

The warm breeze blowing in the wind made his heart fly.

When he went downhill, he got up from his bicycle and swayed in the wind, feeling old and cool.

However, when he first rode to a junction, he overheard two men talking, and the wind came directly into his ears.

"How else can I find this? It's gone......"

"Dead horses should be live horse doctors, after all, they are a boat, and they are all brothers......"

"I wasted a day to get a pack of cigarettes, and when I went back, I didn't look for ......"

Ye Yaodong's surprised riding speed slowed down involuntarily, but he didn't hear anything from anyone in the back.

He muttered in his heart, it is estimated that it is someone from Luzhou Island, and acquaintances and friends helped him come out to find a boat?

Listening to the tone of the voice, it seems that I am quite impatient to help find it, so that there is a ghost if I can find it.

He smiled proudly, and smiled proudly~

Can't find it, can't find it~

It didn't take long to come out, because he was in a hurry, he pedaled his bicycle fast, and when he returned to the Mazu Temple, he was still babbling and singing there.

Look at the time, there is still half an hour, he is really efficient!

Write for an hour, go for an hour, and come back and watch a play for half an hour.

I don't know where the village committee invited the troupe, Gao Jia's opera singing is quite authentic, and the villagers are fascinated by it.

Gaojia opera is a local traditional drama in Quanshi and Xiashi in Fujian Province, one of the traditional local dramas of the Minnan language family, and a typical representative of the local culture of Minnan, which has a great influence at home and abroad.

The birthplace is Quanshi City, Fujian Province, which originated from a costume parade that was popular in the rural areas of southern Fujian in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the coastal farming and fishing villages in southern Fujian, every time there was a race to welcome the gods, a festive festival, the villagers had to dress up as Liangshan heroes to parade in the village, or occasionally make a short performance on the spot.

Fujian Province is the province with the most immortals......

The people of Fujian Province are also the best at worshipping......

Originally, because of the movement in previous years, the troupe was forced to disband, and a large number of famous old artists and literary and art workers were sent to the countryside.

After the reopening in the past few years, the Gaojia drama troupes in southern Fujian have resumed one after another, and there is a trend of revitalization.

Ye Yaodong stood in the back of the crowd, leaning on the pillar, and listened carefully in a rare way.

Today's scene is singing "Riding a Donkey to Visit Relatives", which is a comedy, and after the end, the villagers are still unsatisfied, and the applause is extremely warm.

The venue, which was originally only full of dramatic sounds, suddenly became noisy and noisy, and everyone was full of excitement talking about the good drama and all kinds of praises, and also said that they should come early in the evening.

Ye Yaodong also squeezed into the crowd for the first time to pick up his wife and children.

Ye Chengyang hugged his thighs excitedly, "Dad, look good, it's so lively." ”

"You still understand?"

"Fart, just sit there and eat, run around after eating, run around when you're tired, come back and sit for a while, rest enough, run out to play again, just came back and applauded." Lin Xiuqing was unceremonious, demolishing the youngest son.

"Hehe~ That's pretty too."

Ye Yaodong pinched his puffy face, "It's real that it's delicious and fun." ”

"Mmmm, when the pot comes back, I'm going to tell the pot."

Ye Chenghu cried X1

"Then your brother is going to be angry!"

"Huh?"

Ye Yaodong smiled and led his youngest son and the old lady to the corner, "Let's stand in the corner, let the family go first, and the people in the province will be crowded." Is my daughter well-behaved? ”

Lin Xiuqing smiled, "She is quite well-behaved, some eat, sit there motionless, don't blink her eyes, keep staring at others singing, but she watches it very seriously, and I don't know if I understand." ”

Ye Yaodong pinched her little nose, and before she could frown and resist, he stopped, "Isn't it good-looking, my good girl?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Haha, you really understand."

Who knew that Ye Xiaoxi ignored him after answering, just lowered his head and looked everywhere, Lin Xiuqing almost couldn't hold this little fat dun.

"There's nothing to eat, so there's no need to look for it."

Ye Yaodong saw that she was struggling to hug, and hurriedly took the child and held it in his hand.

"Let's go, there are a little fewer people here."

Ye Chengyang jumped in front, but after a while, he lowered his head and squatted down, ran back excitedly, and raised the banknote in his hand.

"Mother, I picked up a dime!"

His face was flushed with excitement, and he was about to jump with excitement.

Lin Xiuqing was also pleasantly surprised, "Luck is so good?" Can you still have money to pick it up? ”

"Uh-huh, that's a lot, a dime!"

He clutched the banknotes so happily that he couldn't find the north.

"I'll tell the pot later, it's great, and there's still money to pick up!"

Ye Chenghu cried X2

"Hahaha, yes, you must tell your brother and share it with your brother."

"Uh-huh," he nodded happily, "I'm going to see if my brother is back?" ”

As he spoke, he lied and ran away immediately.

sang until half past four, just after school at four o'clock, and when they got home, Ye Chenghu almost rushed back, and it was estimated that he would jump in frustration, and he didn't want to go to school tomorrow.

Ye Yaodong said with a smile as he walked: "There must be money to pick up on the ground here." ”

"So easy to pick up?"

"Definitely, there are so many children, adults can't stand the children begging for trouble, they will definitely dig out their pockets, and someone will always lose money."

You can still pick up money this year, and after a few decades, you can pick up fart money.

"That's right."

"When Ye Chenghu rolls around in a while, send him to pick up the money, and it will be clean."

Lin Xiuqing was happy.

"You know him."

"Of course, don't you see whose son it is?"

"Where there is a father, there must be a son, and you were like that when you were a child, right?"

"How is that possible? When I was a child, I was a little bully, and I had the old lady's sword, but I was responsive, where do I need to splash and roll? ”

The old lady also heard the music blooming on the side, and kept nodding, "Yes, yes, I fight every day, and when I come back with mud, I hide in my house, and I have to sleep with me at night, for several days, for fear that his mother will beat him." ”

"After that, he simply slept with me, and when he was ten years old, he moved to sleep with his two older brothers, but when he got into trouble, he still drilled into my house."

The old lady recalled that when he was a child, his face was also full of red light, and her eyes narrowed with a smile.