passionate youth

Chapter 163 After the Screening

evening.

After dinner, Jiang Ping'an and the leader went to the sun-drying field together.

There are huge crowds of people, and there are more people coming to watch the movie tonight than yesterday.

Guo Lin's family also came. Jiang Pingan talked to them for a while before going to the projector.

As soon as she sat down, Qin Jingru came over and said with a smile, "Peace, I'm here."

"Where are you sitting?" Jiang Pingan got up and asked with a smile, and at the same time took a large handful of melon seeds from his trouser pocket and handed them over.

Qin Jingru stretched out his hands, but found that he couldn't hold them, so he pulled the hem of his clothes again and again.

"It's the farthest to the east." She replied with a smile on her face.

Jiang Pingan nodded and said:
"Don't worry, I have a lot of melon seeds in my pocket, and I'll give them to you. Remember to share some with your cousin."

As he spoke, he grabbed several handfuls of melon seeds from the two trouser pockets until they were emptied.

"It's too much, at least two catties, don't you want to keep some?" Qin Jingru asked in admiration.

Jiang Ping'an laughed and said, "I don't lack this food, you can eat it!"

"Okay, I'll come to you at night, so I won't bother you right now." Qin Jingru said with a pleasant smile.

Then turned away.

Jiang Ping'an turned his head and glanced to the east, just as Qin Huairu was also looking over eagerly.

She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, which was extraordinarily sweet and charming.

Jiang Pingan laughed and raised his hand to check the time. It was almost time to show, so he picked up the microphone and said:

"Next, I would like to invite Captain Tang of the Sixth Brigade of Nantai Commune to give a speech. Warm welcome!"

……

Three movies, and it ended in the middle of the night.

Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru left after only watching half of the movie, and their grandfather's house was even more lively.

The villagers left in an orderly manner, and Guo Lin's family came to talk to Jiang Ping'an before taking their leave.

After picking up the equipment, Jiang Ping'an came to Zhao Yuguang's house to spend the night.

Even in the middle of the night, Zhao Laokou's house is still very lively, which can be heard from far away.

At night, there were people mourning and vigil, and the gongs and drums never stopped, and occasionally weeping could be heard.

Obviously, unlike last time when Luo Manzi walked away coldly and poorly, Zhao Laokou walked away with great dignity.

As the saying goes, ten miles have different sounds, and three miles have different customs, which is by no means consistent.

Regarding red and white matters, in many places, except for the important process, the details are very different.

"Captain Zhao, the gongs and drums have never stopped, how many are here?"

After Jiang Pingan set up the bicycle, he asked curiously.

Zhao Yuguang said with a smile: "There are many relatives and friends. A total of 28 gong and drum teams came. I counted them."

"Then you've been helping me so much that you haven't delayed your business, have you?" Jiang Ping'an said hastily.

Zhao Yuguang waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, my boss is helping out there."

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for showing three movies today. Our production team has faces."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "Captain Zhao is serious, this is what I should do."

After the two chatted for a while, Zhao Yuguang's eldest daughter-in-law brought hot water and asked Jiang Pingan to take a bath.

The temperature is cooler at night, and after taking a bath with hot water, it is very comfortable.

Jiang Ping'an was about to stuff the changed clothes into his luggage.

In fact, it is put into the space, cleaned and dried, and stored.

But as soon as they arrived at the main room, Zhao Yuguang's eldest daughter-in-law enthusiastically grabbed all the clothes and helped them wash them.

Yes, the hospitality is hard to turn down, and Jiang Ping'an did not refuse.

Simple beds were set up in the courtyard, but Jiang Ping'an couldn't sleep.

So he talked to Zhao Yuguang, and the two went to Zhao Laokou's house to watch the excitement.

There are indeed a lot of people, rubbing shoulders.

Some surrounded the door, and some sat on the benches in the courtyard dam and whispered to each other and chatted.

Torches were burning in the courtyard, illuminating the surroundings, and the sound of gongs and drums was extraordinarily noisy at night.

In addition to the stench from the mourning hall, there is also the sour smell of people's sweat in the air, which is really unpleasant.

"It's a pity that I can't buy firecrackers. I always feel that something is missing." Zhao Yuguang sighed softly.

"Ping'an, feel free. I'll go over and see if I can help you."

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "Captain Zhao, you are busy, don't worry about me."

He saw Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru, both dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, kneeling in the mourning hall to burn paper money.

His eyes were red as if he had cried.

Of course, it's not just the two of them, there are also many descendants of Zhao Laokou.

Many people greeted Jiang Ping'an, and the Zhao family felt very honored that the projectionist could come over.

Qin Jingru's eldest brother even came over to install a cigarette with Jiang Ping, exchanged a few words, and went back to work.

Jiang Ping'an found a place to hang the gift, and hung fifty cents, which is quite a lot for a big business.

Then, Jiang Ping'an found a gong and drummer who was resting, and asked someone about the funeral rules.

Anyway, idleness is idleness, and there is no harm in knowing more.

Every place has its own customs.

The more I know, the more I will be able to intervene in this kind of matter when chatting with others in the future.

Like these gong and drummers, they travel far and wide, and dare not talk about places that are too far away.

But in this part of the capital, there are rules, and they can speak clearly.

Don't tell me, if you don't understand it, you don't know it. There are so many rules in it that it's scary. If you don't pay attention, you will make a taboo.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Ping'an learned a lot.

It wasn't until Qin Jingru and the others came out of the mourning hall that he stopped chatting with the drummers.

……

The night is hazy, and there is a crescent moon hanging in the sky.

Outside the small village, there is a cool breeze.

On the country road, Qin Jingru took Jiang Ping'an's hand and walked towards the reservoir of the production team.

"After a busy day, I was sweating all over. It happened that you accompanied me to the reservoir. I wanted to take a bath."

Jiang Pingan held the flashlight in his other hand and said with a smirk, "Don't stink the fish in the reservoir to death!"

"Bah, you stink, don't say that about me." Qin Jingru said coquettishly with a chuckle.

"Besides, if I really don't wash, how dare you touch me?"

Jiang Pingan laughed, nodded and said, "I really don't dare, it's better to be clean."

"That's right. I wanted to go a long time ago, but I went alone at night and I was afraid of the dark."

Jiang Pingan asked with a smile, "Is there any small..."

"Don't say it, you want to scare me to death?" Qin Jingru turned around and pressed his mouth, looking around, very nervous.

Then stared at him for a few seconds, bared his teeth fiercely and said, "Don't say any more, I'll bite you to death!"

Jiang Pingan faltered and said: "Don't worry, I will never say anything, you are really timid."

"I'm timid." Qin Jingru put down his hands, heaved a sigh of relief, and pouted.

The two continued to walk forward, maybe they were frightened just now, Qin Jingru's walking speed slowed down a lot.

"Don't be afraid, with me by your side, what are you afraid of?" Jiang Ping'an encouraged her.

Qin Jingru looked back at his tall and strong body, suddenly felt relieved, smiled lightly, and nodded.

After arriving on the main road, Jiang Ping'an stepped forward to wrap her arms around her waist, and said softly, "Did you cry at night?"

"Well, I didn't want to cry at first, even if grandpa died at this age, it would be a joyous mourning." Qin Jingru replied softly.

"But as soon as I heard my cousin beside me crying, I couldn't help crying, and cried too."

"It's a pity, you haven't met my grandfather, he is still very famous here."

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "I can see that there are many gong and drum teams coming tonight..."

(End of this chapter)