There is an old stage in Shanghu Village, which is located at the intersection of Shanghu Village at the east end of the village. The stage is one of the oldest buildings in Shanghu Village. The front of the stage is made of four thousand-year-old camphor woods more than two feet high, which are used as pillars to support the stage. Each pillar is carved with a delicate pattern of dragon and phoenix; The top surface of the stage is a building with four corners upturned overlooking the ridge like a dragon's spine, which is exquisitely clear; The corrugated in the middle is inlaid with lifelike birds and beasts in each shape. On the arch in the center of the stage, there is a bronze mirror protruding towards the stage, which reflects the golden light in the light; Xu Yunqin remembered that when he was a child, the pattern on this screen was a huge picture of a pine crane playing in the water, the foot bones of the pine crane were red and thin and long and long, and the tips of the claws and toes were extremely sharp, especially the gray and white feathers were clear and discerning, as if they were the same living pine crane, but they didn't hear a "crane song". The floor level of the stage is paved with huge grass green marble, Xu Yunqin is still young, he can't tell what it is called, and the adults don't know what the name of this kind of Huagang rock is, Xu Zhiguo is called "green glaze stone", so Xu Yunqin is also called green glaze stone. The square panels are smooth and shiny, reflecting all the figures on the stage. Children like to gather on this stage to bounce, looking at their own figures printed on the table, funny and cute, this stage has accompanied generations of village children to grow up and then grow old from generation to generation.

This is the most lively and memorable place in Shanghu Village, and it is also the only most authoritative place in Shanghu Village to produce morning news. Every day, all kinds of people in the village will gather here, and the sound and invisible things they see, smell, and hear from others will be polished and processed by themselves, or the things that others have already whitewashed will continue to be passed on to others on this stage. Literate "capable people" who usually like to sing big operas and like to talk big and tell stories give speeches here. All these happy, relaxed and joyful scenes have left an indelible mark on the hearts of these children in the village. Most of the people in the village like this stage, and call the stage "Chat Pavilion", a good word "Pavilion", and take out such an elegant text and put it on the stage of singing a big opera, which is already the highest "courtesy" for it.

Now this "chat box" is overcrowded every day. Those guys in the village who like to brag, love to talk big, and need to perform on the stage, rush to the "chat pavilion" as soon as they have breakfast early in the morning, in order to seize a favorable position. This "chat pavilion" is too small, and there are too many people, so if you don't come early, let alone empty seats, there is no place to stand.

Before eight o'clock in the morning, the villagers rushed from all directions, they followed the new wooden staircase that had just been replaced, and trampled the floor slab to the stage, and the people who arrived one step earlier then turned their heads to see it, in fact, they don't have to care so seriously about who the person is, who and who has nothing to do with themselves, but if you don't twist your head to 'pay attention', you will seem to be an anomaly, and everyone will point the finger at you and regard you as an 'attack' target. Even if you have a hundred mouths and ten pairs of hands, you can't resist the thousands of mouths of others. In fact, it's not a major national event, and most of the content described here is based on ridicule, and there is no subjective malicious attack, but it is psychologically unacceptable to be innocently attacked by most people.

In today's "Chat Pavilion", there are already people telling stories, and the long wooden board is already full of children, who are listening to an old man talk about the episodes of "Outwitting Shengchengang" and "Yang Zhi Selling Knives" in "Water Margin". This is one of the more wonderful passages in the novel "Water Margin", and the arrival of others has affected these audiences who listen to the story, and they are extremely dissatisfied with those who are late, but they are helpless about these latecomers. Because these people who are late are either adults, or they are "Ox King", and no one can afford to mess with them. Most children dare not speak up, but there are often exceptions to things, such as a child who is in a bad mood today or has a large group of helpers around him to strengthen his courage, so he wants to deliberately find someone to vent his anger. Then the "Bull Demon King" will also be unlucky. Xu Zhiguo's eldest son Xu Yunqin is ten years old, but he already looks like a tiger, with a big head, and his shoulders are thicker than ordinary children's. Although he is not tall and his throat voice is not mature enough, he is naturally bold, and he has a lot of skills in climbing trees and pounding birds' nests and going down to the river to touch river shrimp. The kids love to hang around him.

Xu Yunqin came to the "Chat Pavilion" early as usual, and several of his good little followers had already grabbed a place for him. A few adults were too late to sit and had no place to sit, so they forced the children to get up and give up their seats. Xu Yunqin argued for them: "Since ancient times, who has arrived early on our stage has entered the position, there is no distinction between the old and the young, and there is no difference between men and women, you are an adult, how can you bully our children and break the village rules?" ”

Adults are poor in words, and now they have been 'taught' by a little kid, but they are old and strong, and they want to scare them: "Why are you so impolite at a young age, haven't you adults taught you to be kind to the elderly"? Xu Yunqin sneered at him and said, "I know you, don't you have an old man in your family who is a generation older than you?" Since you are an old man, what is he? The children sitting on the long planks burst out laughing. The man was embarrassed by a group of children, and he was so angry that his nostrils were smoking, and he yelled at Xu Yunqin: "I'll teach you a wild child, there are idiots who have no one to teach you." He raised his hand while scolding, making it look like he was going to fight.

"You're amazing, don't you, you dare to beat my son?" With a loud shout, an adult ran up from the floor and said angrily to the man, "Yunqi, what do you want to do?" Is there a royal law to bully the small? Yun Qin saw that it was his father who rushed to relieve him, so he naturally became bold: "You fight, you fight, why don't you beat me, if you hit me in the face." ”

The young man named Fang Yunqi had no choice but to smile and say to Xu Zhiguo: "Uncle Xu, I was joking with Yun Qin, I was joking, everyone can testify, I didn't beat him once, didn't I?" ”

So someone came out to play a round and said: "Zhiguo, Yunqi really didn't do anything, if he really bullies the small, we will also come forward to stop it." Some people also said: "Okay, okay, Xu Xianggong, everyone is from the same village, who doesn't look down and don't look up?" Just talk about it and laugh and laugh, why are you so serious? You've come just in time, and we haven't seen you singing for a few days. Someone chimed in: "Yes! Xu Xianggong, we are waiting for you and Bai Suzhen to meet in the 'Broken Bridge'? ”

The old man who was talking about "Water Margin" stood up at this time and went to take Zhiguo's hand and said: "Xianggong, sit in my place and sing a section to open your throat, he is just talking, you are really wrong." ”

Zhiguo wiped the old man's hand and said expressionlessly: "I don't have time today, I want to move, then I have time to sing, this rebel will run away as soon as he slips away, I will ask him to go home to help." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and clasped his son's hand tightly: "Don't run around in the future, go and pull some pigweed for me when you have time, and then swing again, see if I don't break your legs?" ”

Yun Qin was dragged off the stage by his father's hands, leaving a burst of laughter behind him.