Rebirth: The Little God of the Mountain Village

Time past quickly.

It's only a few days before Chinese New Year.

Seeing that the time was almost the same, Li Binglin immediately proposed.

"Fool, it's time to shut down.

We don't celebrate Chinese new year, so do bulldozer drivers.

Can we build the rest of the road next year? "

The fool nodded and looked at the bright mountain road.

"Yes! We go home to buy new year's goods and prepare for the new year.... "

"Great! Go home! Stop work, celebrate the new year... "

All the mountain people cheered.

"Folks! What new year's products do you need? I'll buy them with Heiwa! " Gowardesh suggested.

After all, every family has money this year.

Chicken, duck and fish are indispensable.

Others need to visit relatives and buy gifts.

"Gouwa, I want ten jin of pork!"

"I want five fish!"

"A bag of rice!"

"Tomato, eggplant, pepper! What's more, it's from Huanggu mountain! "

At the moment, some people even suggested: "idiot, didn't you say you wanted to sing for the village?

After three months of road construction, everyone was exhausted and wanted to have a good year.

Why don't you hire a troupe? "

Fool ha ha a smile: "other people's troupe also need to celebrate the new year, seal the box."

"Otherwise, let's increase the money. They usually give us $1500 for one show, and we'll give them $2000!"

"If you can't do two thousand, you can't do three thousand!"

The villagers are not polite at all.

Because it's a fool who takes the money.

"Well, it's eight days now. It's just the 28th day of the lunar new year, and it's not too late to have twenty-eight boxes!

But I'm not familiar with the troupe. I'd better invite uncle Binglin. "

Li Binglin is happy to hear it.

Immediately pat chest: "I go, I go! Let's invite Sui Sui Hong if we don't have anything else! "

"Red every year! I've seen the red year after year, and I won't get sick for ten years! "

"Well, let's invite Sui Sui Hong! Uncle Binglin, this is 25000.

Tell them to sing for eight days!

I'll give you a reward if you sing well! "

The fool gave Li Binglin a pile of money.

Binglin Shule's nose and eyebrows trembled with joy.

He likes the theatre best.

I'm more willing to do the work of the troupe.

The next morning, he set out with Gouwa Heiwa at the same time.

Get on the troika and buy new year's goods. By the way, invite the troupe.

The troupe arrived that afternoon.

Originally, they wanted to seal the box.

Found someone to please, a play is twice the price before, agreed on the spot.

Twenty or thirty people, three tractors.

One car pulls people, one car pulls stage, one car pulls costumes and equipment.

Li Binglin jumped out of the car and came to see the fool in a hurry.

"Nephew, the troupe is here! They are all here

"Oh, yes? So fast? "

"Yes, the old headmaster said it would be new year's day soon.

This is the last game of the year.

Let's arrange people to help build the stage.

In addition, we have to arrange accommodation, and each family contributes to the construction.

In addition, we need to solve their eating problem. "

The fool thought, "no problem! I'll go to the brigade immediately and shout!

Young people are going to help!

Hire a few master again, branch big pot, special cook!

Chicken, duck and fish, whatever you want

"Good! Young students, get busy...! "

Li Binglin called out.

The fool goes to the brigade and shouts.

Once again, the whole mountain village is busy and full of people.

Dozens of young and middle-aged people take ropes, pull wires, and carry boxes.

Before dusk, the stage was set up and the lights were bright.

In a few villages not far away, I heard that Li Jiakou in caozishan was singing opera.

The mountain people are equally happy.

People from all over the country came to see the play.

After dinner, the play starts with a beating of gongs and drums.

Ding Ding, Dong Dong!

Erhu, Bangzi and flute are playing at the same time. It's very lively.

Everyone came to the theatre after dinner.

In the blink of an eye, the stage is bustling, and there are heads everywhere.

It is said that Li Jiakou is singing opera, and Fangfang is also here.

He had dinner with Xiaomin and rushed to the stage.

While the two girls were eating melon seeds, they enjoyed it.

We all want to see year-round red.

Sui Sui Hong, a young man, is the pillar of the troupe.

That sound is very nice. It's unforgettable and memorable.

Sure enough, just after knocking at the door, the clear sound has reached the ear.

"When I get out of the house, I look up and I am worried.

It's just a new year. The wild geese are flying away and the purple swallows are coming.

Hongyan'er carries grain to the sky, while ziyan'er falls on the moon watching platform. "

It is pingdiao, and the play is called Taohua nunnery.

"Good! Excellent! It's not a pity that you are a famous actor... "

Just after the first paragraph, there was a burst of thunderous applause.

Li Binglin is holding a pot of tobacco in his mouth. His old hands are all red.

Many old people are also happy.

Li Xiulin is also one of them. He is also an expert in opera.

Sui Sui Hong has just appeared on the stage and looks graceful.

The old man's saliva could not help flowing out.

He is one of those people who can't walk when they see beautiful women.

The handsome, beautiful and graceful figure of Sui Sui Hong fascinated him.

Xiaomin and Fangfang don't like to go to the theatre.

Young people, after all.

They are rare to see the sugar gourd in front of the stage.

Two girls knock two Jin melon seeds and eat eight strings of sugar gourd in one night.

Many people are intoxicated.

Fool also like to listen to the play, a little intoxicated, shaking his head.

All of a sudden, he felt that the name Sui Sui Hong was familiar.

As if I had heard it somewhere.

Four hours later, it was late at night and the play was over.

A fool can't go.

He's the principal. If the troupe doesn't sleep, he can't.

We must rush to the backstage to greet the old class leader.

What's missing? Thirsty? Are you hungry? Would you like to have dinner?

As the host, of course, the troupe should not be hungry.

The old headmaster was over sixty years old, and he was also carrying a tobacco pot with a smile on his face.

"Oh! Hello, village head...! "

Fool Han Han smile: "uncle, I am not the head of the village!"

"You are! Only the village head can have such a great spirit!

To tell you the truth, I've been singing opera for so many years, and I've traveled all over the world.

I've only seen one open-minded person like you in my life! "

"Who?"

"Five years ago in Huanggu mountain, Zhang Tiesheng, chairman Zhang asked us to sing.

He is as open-minded and amiable as you are.

It's generous...! "

"Zhang Tiesheng? Why is it Zhang Tiesheng again? "

Fool has heard the name countless times.

It's very awkward.

He is a hundred billion rich man. Who am I?

It's not a level at all!

"Uncle! I can't compare with Zhang Tiesheng.

When you come to our remote areas, you just eat well, drink well, and play well!

Leave the rest to me. If you need anything, just talk! "

Silly, very polite.

"No, nothing!

Elder nephew, I think you look familiar. It seems that you've seen him somewhere. "

The old leader was very confused.

Even though the fool's face was destroyed.

But that figure, overbearing, and gentlemanly demeanor, can't be covered up at all.

Especially the majestic posture, how to look like Zhang Tiesheng.

"Have we met?" Asked the fool.

"No The old leader shook his head.

"Then how do you say I look familiar?"

"As like as two peas in the past, you are just like the chairman Zhang.

The same is true of temper and character.

If you don't look at your face, I really think you are the richest man in the world... Zhang Tiesheng! "