Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 123 Welcome Children's Day, Read Fairy Tales
He Ping didn't take the stage for a long time, only 10 minutes.

Although he had no confidence in himself, He Ping still put in 120 points of effort to complete his task.

When he simply stepped down from the stage, the audience's reaction was not bad, and the children applauded for more than ten seconds out of embarrassment.

This made He Ping very useful. After he got off the stage, he asked Xiao Zhuer, "How is Dad's recitation?"

Xiao Zhu'er cheered and said, "It's very good."

He Ping patted Xiao Zhu'er's head in relief, the big one didn't hurt in vain.

After He Ping finished his recitation, it was time for the children to read aloud. This was communicated with the parents in advance by the activity leader.

He Ping watched the children come to the stage one by one, and suddenly remembered that his eldest son was smashing. This kind of occasion is a good opportunity to train the children.

He Ping approached the person in charge of the event and asked him to let Xiao Zhuer take the stage. The person in charge was very generous. After all, he was a guest of the event. Besides, for their library event, the process was not so bad.

When the children's recitation came to an end, the person in charge came to the stage and said, "Let us welcome He Haizhu to come on stage and recite excerpts from "The Wandering Cricket" for us."

Just now He Ping found the person in charge of the event and muttered for a while, Xiao Zhuer didn't know what was going on, but this time when the person in charge came on stage, he knew that Daddy Ganqing specially sent him to the stage.

Xiao Zhu'er was not mentally prepared at all, and looked at his old father timidly.

He Ping gave Xiao Zhu'er an encouraging look, and handed the book in his hand to Da'er, "Go, Da'er, Dad believes in you."

Believe me!I don't believe in myself.

Xiao Zhu'er stepped onto the stage in a two-way battle, and couldn't help but glance at the old father.

I saw the old father making gestures of cheering under the stage as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. You are so excited that you should come up.

Xiao Zhu'er wanted to cry but couldn't, so she resigned herself to her fate and opened the book in her hand.

He said in a trembling voice: "Hi everyone, I will read an excerpt from "The Wandering Cricket" for you..."

Mao Chunhua waved her hands to cheer for Xiao Zhuer, seeing that He Ping didn't worry about Xiao Zhuer at all, she asked, "You're not afraid to scare Xiao Zhuer, tell the child at least."

He Ping cheered Xiao Zhu'er up, and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of, it's reading aloud, isn't it common in class?"

Mao Chunhua gave him a blank look, feeling that this man was here to cheat his son.

Xiao Zhu'er's voice was trembling when he first spoke on the stage. After he looked at the words in the book and read out the content word by word, he gradually entered the state of forgetting things and me, reading the words in the book aloud attentively. content.

Five minutes passed without knowing it. After reading the selection, the person in charge came to the stage, "Okay, let's applaud He Haizhu for his reading. It's great, thank you."

Xiao Zhu'er was still a little dazed when she stepped off the stage. Is this the end of reading?It doesn't seem too difficult.

He Ping hugged Xiao Zhu'er excitedly, "Da'er Zai did a good job, I will go to Xinhua Bookstore later and reward you with a set of comic books, okay?"

Xiao Zhu'er immediately cheered when she heard the words, "Okay."

The whole morning's activities passed quickly. After the event, He Ping asked the person in charge: "Is Director Xin here today?"

"Yes, there are activities in the museum today, and the curator didn't rest."

He Ping took Mao Chunhua and Xiao Zhuer to the office of the director of the letter, knocked on the door and entered.

"Letter curator!"

"Hey, rare guest, rare guest, come in and sit down."

Director Xin let He Ping in, saw Mao Chunhua and Xiao Zhuer following him, and asked, "This is it?"

"My girlfriend Mao Chunhua, this is my son's name is He Haizhu, Xiao Zhu'er, call someone." He Ping asked Xiao Zhuer to call someone after the introduction.

Xiao Zhu'er called obediently: "Believe in Grandpa."

"Yo, hello."

The director of the letter responded to Xiao Zhuer with a hearty smile, and it was obvious that he was a person who liked children.

He turned around and flipped through the table, "I'm not ready for the first meeting, so I'll give you this pen."

He Ping declined and said, "Director Xin, how embarrassing this is."

"It's not for you, it's for children. Today is Children's Day, so take it as a gift from grandpa."

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, He Ping said to Xiao Zhu'er, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Xiao Zhu'er took the pen from the director of the letter and said sweetly, "Thank you, grandpa."

"Good boy!" Director Xin patted Xiao Zhu'er's head, and he said to He Ping, "Thank you for coming to our library's activities today."

"What are you talking about? Compared with your help to us, this matter is nothing. Besides, it happens that I will bring the children to play on June [-]st. It's very good."

"Very good, very good. By the way, this is the daughter of County Magistrate Mao."

"You guys are really well informed."

The director of the letter laughed and said, "You, a great writer in Ping County, are in love with the county magistrate's daughter. This kind of news spreads faster than the tabloids on the street. How could I not know about it?"

After finishing speaking, the director of the letter felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly said to Mao Chunhua: "I'm sorry, Miss Mao, don't mind, I'm getting old, and I've learned to talk nonsense."

Mao Chunhua said generously: "It's okay, don't take it to heart, just pass it on to the outside world, and we didn't take it to heart."

He Ping joked: "We are in free love, don't make us look like we are shameless."

"Haihan Haihan." The director of the letter smiled and confessed to the two of them, and the topic was brought to the fore.

After chatting in the office for a while, He Ping left.

Children's Day certainly cannot be celebrated with lights and festoons throughout the city like Labor Day. Except for a few specific places, there is no festive atmosphere in Ping County.

But the children couldn't help being happy. After coming out of the library, Xiao Zhu'er was looking forward to He Ping's promise in the library just now.

He Ping took them to the department store first, and Mao Chunhua's gift had to be arranged when the manuscript fee was credited.

After shopping in the department store for more than half an hour, Xiao Zhu'er anxiously scratched his head beside him, while He Ping and Mao Chunhua looked at them and snickered.

Xiao Zhu'er, who was suffering in her heart, didn't realize the evil tastes of her father and future stepmother at all, and only felt that the days were like years.

After finally coming out of the department store, He Ping said again: "Oh, I'm hungry, why don't we go eat first."

Xiao Zhuer hurriedly shouted: "Don't eat yet, the Xinhua Bookstore is right next to it, go to the Xinhua Bookstore first, so as not to go the wrong way."

He Ping and Mao Chunhua looked at each other and smiled like a successful prank. This kid is usually like a grown-up, but today he was in a hurry. , let’s go to Xinhua Bookstore first.”

　I wish all book friends a happy Chinese New Year and good health.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)