Early the next morning, Wu zhanhu came to niujiaoshan farm with a tractor and 15 performers from sishang village.

Many of the performers are also farmers. They sigh when they come down from the tractor bucket. Hu Xiaolin's farm is too big and enviable.

After greeting and politeness, Hu Xiaolin took them to the No.2 fully automatic intelligent temperature control greenhouse, ready to let the masters know the venue.

On the right side of the rostrum, a simple high platform is built with red bricks and wooden boards, on which there are tables and chairs, powered on. It's for them.

The masters who sing little operas don't have any equipment. Their little cymbals, Xiao Sheng, suona, gongs and bamboo erhu are the ones they eat.

Considering the wedding, they also brought two loudspeakers and several microphones.

Without Hu Xiaolin's advice, they hung the loudspeakers on the iron shelves, and then began to put the tables and chairs and adjust the equipment.

Wu zhanhu was not idle. He was busy and climbed up the mountain.

Seeing that they hung the two loudspeakers together, Hu Xiaolin asked, "brother Zhan Hu, why don't we separate them? Would that be better for voice coverage? "

"You don't have a big place, so it's not allowed to put off the tune separately." Wu said with a smile: "these two loudspeakers are not high-grade goods. They only cost 500 yuan. It's second-hand. "

Get it!

Hu Xiaolin took it, but he didn't feel at ease and said, "then you'll try it later."

"Yes Wu zhanhu answered with a loud voice and cried, "uncle Er goushu, I'll give you a song of" good day "later."

A short, slightly emaciated middle-aged man answered and said with a smile, "gentlemen, please take out your skills of pressing the bottom of the box. Don't lose anyone."

Hu Xiaolin stepped back and watched them busy.

When the masters had just finished cleaning up and were preparing for a song, Xu Mengya came in with more than a dozen plastic bags and said with a smile, "uncles, this is a little bit of meaning. I'll trouble you today. " Then he handed the bag to Hu Xiaolin.

Hu Xiaolin took it in a hurry and began to distribute it.

Although they are 15 masters. But Xu Mengya prepared sixteen. One is for Wu zhanhu.

Wu zhanhu didn't answer, but declined: "Xiao Lin, no merit, no salary. I'm sending you uncles here today, but there's nothing else to do

"It's a credit." Hu Xiaolin put the plastic bag into his hand. Seeing that Wu zhanhu wanted to return it, he pretended to be angry and said, "if you don't want it, you can put it in the garbage can over there."

"Forget it." Wu zhanhu couldn't give up. He opened the bag, stuffed the red envelope into his pocket, and then said with a smile: "Oh, ten yuan of smoke, or one. Just take it back to honor uncle Tianwang. " With that, he took out a dry cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Meimei took a mouthful of it. Then he urged everyone not to patronize and smile, and quickly took out the real skills.

Hu Xiaolin quickly reminded: "turn down the sound of the horn."

"No, as big as it should be. My uncle called just now. Wang Honghe's family won't let go of sadness and music this morning, and let us have a way. He also said that if you were too restrained, the Wang family would think you would treat them as outsiders. " Xu Mengya explained.

"You're welcome." Hu Xiaolin grinned and yelled, "first put on the trumpet, let's try the music. By the way, don't work too hard. No one's here yet. "

All the masters couldn't help laughing when they heard Hu Xiaolin's witty words. After sitting down, it returned to normal. Hu Xiaolin's treatment today is not low. We can't screw up the business.

The middle-aged man who was called uncle Er Gou by Wu zhanhu was called Wu Er Gou. He is the leader of the troupe. Let's start with a clear voice, gentlemen

"Which one?" Asked a middle-aged man with a goatee.

"Just the happy part." With that, Wu Ergou knocked the drum in front of him. At that time, the dense drum sound was transmitted to the loudspeaker through the microphone.

In an instant, the No.2 fully automatic intelligent temperature control greenhouse was covered by the rapid sound of drums.

There is a sense of joy in the eyebrows, but there is no sense of excitement in the heart.

Wu zhanhu saw Hu Xiaolin frown, then explained: "Uncle Ergou, try the horn, just wait a minute." The voice fell, the drum stopped suddenly, the small suona also sounded.

Although the masters who sing little operas use the simplest musical instruments, their tunes are also self composed and self performed. It sounds very pleasant and appropriate.

The cadence and relaxation of the music made the audience smile.

After a piece of music was played, Hu Xiaolin couldn't help clapping and said, "this paragraph is really beautiful

"Now that it's open, let's have another one." Wu zhanhu got Wu Tianwang's advice when he came. Those who sing small plays should not put on airs, let alone be lazy. They must leave a good impression on Hu Xiaolin.

If you can climb the high branch, the hard life of the villagers in sishang village will come to an end.At 8:30 in the morning, a large number of food materials were pushed into the No.2 fully automatic intelligent temperature control greenhouse. Chefs headed by sun cunshan, Zhao Jingrui, Peng Jinwang and Chen Feifei also appeared.

There are so many people at noon today that the staff of all departments have to attend. They have to prepare the meal in advance so as not to delay the lunch.

Hu Xiaolin is ready to roll his sleeves to help, his mother Cui Shufen quickly walked in, "Xiaolin, Xiaoya, you two just look at it, let's help them cook."

"Mother, this can't be used." Hu Xiaolin stopped him in a hurry and said seriously, "just look at it."

"How busy are you guys going to get the meal ready? Let's say hello to Jingrui's and Jinwang's, and they will come right away. "

No wonder my mother is so powerful that she asked for foreign help. But they're not outsiders. Peng Jinwang and Zhao Jingrui are senior workers of niujiaoshan farm.

Now that I have called them, I don't have to leave at noon. I just take this opportunity to be lively. Hu Xiaolin answered and said, "Niang, you and your aunts will stay at noon today. I'll go and ask someone to add some tables."

"Here comes the table." As soon as Hu Xiaolin's voice fell, a familiar smile came from outside. Looking back, I saw Hu Xuehui with big eyes and a crescent moon smile.

I haven't seen her for a long time. She is more and more smart. She is also well dressed, which is different from before.

"Brother Lin, I want to eat here, too." Hu Xuehui tilted her head and said with a smile.

"Then you have to help make the meal." Hu Xiaolin said.

Hu Xuehui came prepared, took out the sleeve from her pocket, put it on and asked for help. She also said, "who's afraid of who? I'm very good at cooking now."

"Don't burn you." Hu Xiaolin grabbed her and said, "Huihui, please help to set up the tables, chairs and plates."

"I don't think you can taste my craft." Hu Xuehui turned her lips in disappointment, made a face at Hu Xiaolin, and ran to work.

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