The sweet marriage of the eighty daughter

Chapter 45
Under Wang Baozhi's instigation, Xu Hansheng went to the county G committee in a flash.

He doesn't mention it for now.

What about Jiang Yishui?

It is also very happy to mention watching model plays.

Alone Better Together.

If there are happy things, she is of course willing to share them with her friends.

With rhubarb, I came to the broadcasting room to look for Huang Han.

As soon as you enter the door.

Huang Han was lying on the phonograph, turned the volume to the minimum, and listened to the Beijing opera repertoire played on the black vinyl disc: Farewell My Concubine.

Jiang Yishui walked over quietly, and patted her on the back, "Hey!"

Huang Han shivered in fright.

Turning around, it was her.

Immediately, he squinted his eyes and smiled, "Emma, ​​you bastard, you scared me to death."

"You deserve it, how many times have I told you not to let you listen to these feudal dramas of emperors and generals! You just don't listen! Just wait, maybe someone will find out one day, and you will be arrested and paraded in the streets."

"Cut! What do you know?" Huang Han raised his neck stubbornly, "Peking opera is the quintessence of the country! It's been said in the newspapers that a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend. What's wrong with me listening to big plays?"

"How dare you say it? The newspaper later approved it again. The "double hundred policy" is wrong!"

"I don't think it's wrong." Huang Han insisted on his own thoughts, "I just like to listen to traditional dramas! I just like to listen to Farewell My Concubine! I just like to listen to it! I just like to listen to it!"

"Pull you down? I don't know you yet?" Jiang Yishui smiled...the two are too familiar, and there is nothing to hide, "Do you like to listen to opera? You just like Madman Tan! You can't listen to me Come out? The black disc you listened to over and over again was sung by Crazy Tan!"

"That's right! He sang it!" Huang Han didn't shy away from it, "Yishui, you've helped me protect Lao Tan all these years! I know it in my heart! Not bad! I listen to dramas because I like him! I think There is no one who sings better than him in this world! You can say that I have a big face, or that I don’t have the depth of a big girl, anyway, I have liked him since I was 12 years old! I have never pretended in my eyes or in my heart the man next to him."

Jiang Yishui stopped talking.

Here comes love.

No one can persuade it!

Huang Han turned off the phonograph.

Walking slowly to the window, looking out of the window without focus, my thoughts seemed to fly to a distant place, "I will never forget that day, 6 years ago, I climbed to the tree by the river to pick chestnuts. When I saw Lao Tan coming, I knew he was the one to be paraded through the streets at that time, and I thought to myself, isn’t he, like other devolved people, unable to take it anymore, and wants to commit suicide by jumping into the river?”

"..."

"I hid in the tree and watched. I have already made up my mind. When he jumps into the river, I will call for help! Who knows, his back is straightened, his hands are on his hips, his eyes are wide open, and he is looking at the river. He sang a sentence: "I shot a few generals in the Han camp! Although you are brave, how can you beware of ambushes from all sides... Just this voice, full of grief and anger, loud and bright, directly shook me from the tree."

Jiang Yishui laughed out loud, "You are a nymphomaniac. You fell in love with him right away."

Huang Han didn't refute, "What's wrong with the nymphomaniac? Who made him so handsome?"

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, "At that time, Old Tan heard the sound of a branch, stepped over with two strides, and reached out to catch me. I will never forget that moment. When I looked up, his clear eyes It seems that there are two brightest stars living in it! And those big hands and the embrace of a man... really! Yi Shui, I have always felt that I am strong and can help anyone, but only when he In my arms, I just want to rely on!"

Huang Han lowered his voice, "Shui'er, you haven't liked anyone yet, maybe you don't understand how I feel, but if one day, you are by a man's side, your heart will be pounding wildly, and you will feel like The mountain is so tall that you can rely on it! Then don’t miss it! Anyway, I’ve made up my mind, and if I love it, I’ll fight for it! Even if it’s a moth to the flame, if you pass it, you won’t regret it!”

Moths to the flame?

Jiang Yishui was taken aback.

Walking over to her and gently hugging her shoulder, "Er Han, does he feel the same way towards you...?"

"I don't care!" Huang Han took a deep breath, "Although he keeps rejecting me, maybe it's because of his devolved status? He doesn't want to implicate me? The times are like this, how can he fight against the times by himself? He can only Forbearance! Then I will protect him until the day he feels proud!"

She obviously didn't want to continue this topic anymore.

Holding Jiang Yishui's hand, "Stop talking, let's go to the big show."

The two sisters left the broadcasting room together, and then rushed to the village.

Before we even got to the stage, we could see a large circle of people around the well. Apart from the villagers, there were a few people in costumes in the crowd.

Huang Han frowned slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart, "Water, hurry up! Look! Who's fighting with whom?"

Without waiting for Jiang Yishui to speak, he ran over first.

Squeezing into the crowd, my heart skipped a beat...I saw Madman Tan standing by the well, with four or five feather dusters stuck in his neck collar, and four or five gentlemen in costumes standing in front of him, the leader was the big Tall, with makeup on his face, dressed like Yang Xingrong, he must be the protagonist of today's art troupe: Chen Renmei.

Chen Renmei snorted coldly.

He went up and grabbed Madman Tan by the neck, "Oh! So you have been hiding here for so many years? Tan Yunlei! Your grandfather ran an opera troupe in the old society and sang operas for palace ministers, capitalists and warlords. How much money has he exploited? Working people? No class position! Then your father did the same, attacking model operas as unorthodox! A family like yours should be punished by everyone. How can you still live in peace? Come on! Don’t you like to sing Emperors and generals? Then sing a section for us all here today?"

Raise your hand to press his head down.

Maniac Tan raised his shoulders, but his back was still straight.

Chen Renmei raised her leg cursingly and was about to kick her, "You still don't accept it, do you? You..."

I haven't finished talking...

Huang Han couldn't stand it anymore.

Stumbling left and right, he bent down and grabbed a brick on the ground, swung his arm round, and smashed it at the back of Chen Renmei's head, "You son of a bitch, I will let you bully others."

Chen Renmei sang "The Great Martial Arts", and she has a lot of skills since she was a child. When she heard the bad news, she quickly turned her head to one side and avoided Huang Han's attack. It hurts.

He was angry.

On the side of his hind legs, he took a horse step, pulled out the whip used for props from his waist, and swung it at Huang Han's head.

Huang Han pursed his lips fearlessly, "Hey? If you have the guts, you'll kill me. If you can't, I'll fight you."

Straighten your shoulders and go up.

Seeing that the whip was about to fall on her head.

Tan Yunlei's eyes flashed coldly.

Fly a leg.

There came a turning lore kick.

He is also from a martial arts background, so if he doesn't make a move, he can easily kick his legs 180 degrees... To put it bluntly, he kicked Chen Renmei with his toes higher than Huang Han's head. The whip in his hand flew away.

Chen Renmei was stunned for a moment, "Tan Yunlei, you are so arrogant, you don't even look at who you are, and you dare to do something, you are looking for death!"

court death?

With one hand behind his back, Tan Yunlei stood sideways in front of Huang Han. Although there was no wind or rain in his eyes, the aura on his body was terrifying.

A man who has endured for many years.

Finally got mad.

Tan Yunlei pursed his thin lips and said in a low voice, "Come on! Let's see who will die first!"

The body rushed forward suddenly.

Go straight to Chen Renmei!
The two "big wusheng" fought.

There was a whirring of fists and feet.

The posture is in the same shape.

The crowd was forced by the fist wind, and with a "hula", they automatically gave way to a large circle.

After a few tricks.

Chen Renmei was punched four or five times by Tan Yunlei, with two swollen legs. He grinned in pain and called mother.

The four or five gentlemen around him immediately rushed to help.

Can Huang Han make up for it?
Pinched his waist and yelled, "Several hit one? Bah! What kind of ability?"

Swipe a brick.

Join the fray.

Jiang Yishui followed.

She is also a carefree host.

A friend was beaten?
Of course she will.

simply!

He picked up a pair of shoulder poles directly by the well, rounded them, and smashed one by one.

The "lethal power" is infinite.

It's so fun to smash it!
in chaos...

There was a man on the other side who opened his arms and was about to hug her from the side.

Only a low growl was heard, "Do you dare to touch her?"

Out of the crowd to the east, striding meteors are coming...

　The second is asking for tickets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)