Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

Bei Qiu turned her face away, and walked away, ignoring her if she said nothing.

Fan's father and Fan's mother glanced at each other, not knowing what was wrong.

"Qiu'er is still angry?" Fan Hanyi moved to Bei Qiu's side and coaxed softly, "My husband knows his mistake, and I won't tease the ball like this again in the future, okay?"

Bei Qiu snorted, turned her head away, and still ignored her.

"My husband just wanted to tease Qiu'er yesterday, but I didn't expect that Qiu'er would get wet too. I really know my mistake, how about Qiu'er not to be angry?" Fan Hanyi continued to move closer to Bei Qiu. , the voice was as soft as possible, trying to let Bei Qiu feel his sincerity.

Bei Qiu didn't care about this, turned around and left.

Fan Hanyi was left alone.

"Daughter-in-law, mom and dad are going to the town, what do you want to buy?" Seeing that the young couple lost their temper, Fan's father and mother also wanted to quickly match the two.

Bei Qiu thought for a while, and said: "Mother, go to the tea house in the town to see if there are any high-end teas for sale and buy some back."

Fan's father and Fan's mother don't know anything about tea, but they have heard of such a high-end place as a tea house. My son winked and coaxed his daughter-in-law well, and the second elder went to drive the ox cart with a bamboo basket.

After the two old people left, Bei Qiu's face sank again, as if Fan Hanyi was completely transparent.

Bei Qiu was determined not to talk to Fan Hanyi, and wanted to show him some color.

In the afternoon, when the two old men came back from shopping, Bei Qiu didn't say a word to him, which made Fan Hanyi deeply feel that the daughter-in-law really shouldn't be messed with.

"Qiu'er, this is the tea that your mother brought." Fan Hanyi put a large bag of tea in front of Bei Qiu.

Bei Qiu turned her head away, still ignoring her.

Fan Hanyi really didn't know how to coax him, he was a big bastard, he had already said all the soft words, but he still didn't move Bei Qiu, so he could only say: "My husband knows, Qiu'er yesterday was for my husband's benefit... "

When Bei Qiu heard this, she became even angrier, and simply said: "My husband still knows? Yesterday, because of my husband's deliberate play, Bei Qiu was drowned, and my husband didn't comfort me, but even laughed heartily! Seriously, Bei Qiu is really angry!"

Seeing that Bei Qiu finally spoke, Fan Hanyi hurriedly took advantage of the victory to pursue him, saying: "My husband didn't laugh on purpose..."

"Bei Qiu has never seen her husband's smiling face, but she gave Bei Qiu such a surprise when I saw her for the first time! If I had known, I should have let my husband soak in the icy water!" Bei Qiu gritted her teeth.

"Yes, yes, that's what Qiu'er said." Fan Hanyi nodded quickly.

Seeing Fan Hanyi like this, Bei Qiu snorted and turned her head to the side again.

Fan Hanyi sighed helplessly. Although Bei Qiu's angry appearance is really pleasing, if it takes a long time, he really can't bear it. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Bei Qiu's little head, his eyes were full of pampering, " If Qiu'er wants to punish her husband, she will admit it, how about not ignoring her husband?"

Bei Qiu's lively eyes rolled around, and said: "Then tomorrow evening, I will teach shadow puppetry, and my husband will be in charge of boiling water and watching tea."

"Looking at tea?" Fan Hanyi was puzzled.

"One bowl of tea, one penny." Bei Qiu laughed.

"A penny?!" Fan Hanyi was quite surprised, and said, "Who would drink it at such a high price?"

Bei Qiu covered her lips and smiled softly: "My husband, don't be surprised. Since ancient times, shadow puppetry can't be heard for nothing. Didn't parents sing in teahouses and restaurants? After singing, there will always be people who pay the bill. Those teahouses and restaurants eat it." Drinks are all counted in this shadow puppet show, we don’t have teahouses and restaurants, so we have a circle around them.”

Fan Hanyi still frowned, "Is this..."

"My husband wants to say, it's not good for Bei Qiu to earn money from the folks in the village?" Bei Qiu raised Fan Hanyi's question.

Fan Hanyi remained silent.

"From business to business, my husband doesn't need to have such thoughts. Shadow puppetry is not something that poor people listen to. In these villages, there are not many rich people." Bei Qiu brought a large bag of tea in front of her and smelled it , said: "When we sold pig skins, did the folks in the village ever consider how difficult it is for the husband to hunt and kill wild boars? Why don't you talk to your parents and get more benefits."

"Nowadays there are many disasters, and there are many countries fighting outside. Bei Qiu knows what my husband wants, and a safe life is the greatest blessing." Bei Qiu put her hand on the back of Fan Hanyi's hand, squeezed it lightly, and said: "But Bei Qiu Qiu has a way to let us live a good life, so that parents can enjoy their old age in peace."

"Can…"

"My husband, don't you think those rumors are unpleasant?" Bei Qiu interrupted Fan Hanyi.

When Fan Hanyi heard these words, he immediately closed his mouth and frowned.

These days, the rumors and rumors have never stopped, but everyone in the Fan family has learned not to hear and not to see. Although Bei Qiu is not happy to hear it, Fan Hanyi can bear it if he wants to, and she has no way to control it. .

deserter.

coward.

subjugated slave.

Which name is nicer?

A general with strong bones was slandered by a group of wild men, could he really swallow this breath?

Bei Qiu expected it to be impossible!

The candlelight on the table was flickering. After a long time, Fan Hanyi said in a low voice, "I understand now, thank you for your hard work."

"How can it be hard work? For my husband, everything is not suffering." She looked tenderly into Fan Hanyi's eyes, smiled slightly, and her eyes curved into the shape of crescent moons again.

Fan Hanyi's heart felt sweet, and he held Bei Qiu's hand instead.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Bei Qiu took Fan Hanyi to the mountain to cut trees.

At noon and afternoon, Fan's parents and Fan's mother helped to make a simple bench, which can ensure sitting without falling down or danger, so they pass the test.

In the evening, Bei Qiu felt that her old waist could hardly straighten up.

On the contrary, Fan's father and Fan's mother are still full of energy.

"How many times have I said that you don't need to do any work." Fan Hanyi pulled Bei Qiu, put his thick and warm hands on Bei Qiu's waist, and helped her gently press, "The rough work is just for my husband."

"Bei Qiu helps to do it, so I can do it faster." Bei Qiu also frowned slightly, and pressed her back herself.

Bei Qiu looked up at Fan Hanyi and said, "Why should we get there earlier today? After the shadow puppets are arranged, these chairs should also be arranged one by one. Take some tall wood and nail them around. Use the straw we rubbed before our house. It should be stopped by a rope, neither too high nor too low, just ten feet from the ground is good, and those who don’t drink tea should stay outside and watch.”

"Yes." Fan Hanyi nodded.

"This time, Bei Qiu will hand over all the power to my husband, and my husband can't be soft-hearted." Bei Qiu ordered.

There are rules in the industry, as long as the rules are broken once, there will be no rules at all, just like Fan's father and mother's first sale of pig skin, the same amount, but the money in the next few days is getting less and less, it is an exception But, so it's not easy to make rules anymore.

"Okay." Fan Hanyi nodded solemnly.

The four of them were already in the dark at the gate of the village.

Some people who were chatting at the door were very excited after seeing Bei Qiu and the others, gathered around and asked, do you want to start talking about A Chinese Ghost Story? Ask why you haven't come these two days? Ask how the next story goes.

Bei Qiu smiled and told them that the talk will begin this evening.

Then it was time to set up the scene.

There are not many stools, but they are placed loosely.

There are quite a few cheap things like hemp rope in the Fan family, and there is a big circle around them, leaving a gap for people to enter.

Everyone didn't understand what their family was doing, but they were all looking forward to it. Many people had been watching them busy and waiting for the next shadow puppet show.

Soon, night fell.

It was getting dark gradually.

Some people couldn't wait any longer, and asked loudly, "Big sister, why haven't you started yet!"

Under Bei Qiu's signal, Fan's mother rang the gong heavily.

With a bang, it spread far, far away.

Bei Qiu raised her voice and said: "Today, our old Fan's family has provided private seats for everyone, and they can listen to my concubine talking about shadow puppetry at a very close distance. Those who don't enter the private seats can only listen outside the private seat and enter the private seat , you only need to spend one penny to buy a bowl of baby’s breath tea, and sit and enjoy the tea while listening to the shadow puppetry.”

When everyone heard this, their faces all pulled down.

"Old Fan's family has lost the connection."

"Listen to a shadow puppet show and still lick your face and collect money from us big guys!"