Go to sleep, friends who haven't rested yet, go to sleep as well.
It's just dawn, and the temperature in the morning is a bit low.
If you wear short-sleeved shirts, you'll really get goosebumps from the cold.
Qin Yi had already expected it, so he put on an extra thin coat and a soft little hat for the little lion.
The chubby little guy was fully armed, so he was not afraid of the cold weather.
In the yard, the small pomegranate and peach trees planted last year are still lush and leafy.
The red pomegranates are hanging all over the branches, bending the twigs.
However, the peach trees only have green and narrow leaves.
I don’t know if they will bear fruit this year. son.
It was quiet, not even a bird chirping, but occasionally a slight autumn wind blew through the leaves, making a rustling sound, but it seemed more and more peaceful.
"Yeah, yeah" The little lion stared at the red pomegranates hanging on the branches.
His little hands stretched out to grab them.
It seemed that he was interested in the big pomegranates.
Qin Yi hummed, as if talking to him, and walked over, picked a red pomegranate the size of a fist, and handed it to him in a gesture, and the little guy stretched out his little arms to hug it.
Qin Yi smiled and stuffed it into his arms.
The little guy was very strong and could actually hug him.
But the little one was clumsy.
If he moved a little, the pomegranate fell to the ground with a pop and broke into two halves.
The little lion didn't cry either.
He twisted his body vigorously and looked down, umming and umming, as if he was stretching out his little hands to pick it up.
Qin Yi squatted on the ground, hugged the little lion and let him sit on his lap.
He plucked off a water-red pomegranate seed, squeezed it hard and the juice flowed out, and then handed the juice-stained finger to the little guy's mouth.
The little guy remembers this action most clearly.
He immediately opened his small mouth, as if sucking milk, and gave Qin Yi a few hard strokes on his fingers.
The sweet and slightly sour taste made the little guy squeak, turn his little head, look at Qin Yi, then look at the pomegranate on the ground, um, um, um, obviously he still wants Qin Yi to feed him Qin Yi picked up half a pomegranate, went back to the house, took a cigarette and put it under his arm.
He hugged the little guy and went out.
He coaxed the little guy with novel things in the village along the way.
He didn't give him more pomegranates, just Occasionally, I would only give him one pill when he got into trouble.
All the way to an open space at the north end of the village, there were already parked here several Jinbei Xiaohaishi vehicles worth 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, which are vans used to pull people.
In addition, there was also a large truck with stage shelves, curtains, and the like.
The actors of the theater troupe and seven or eight idle men from the village were busy setting up the stage, and several cousins from the same family were also helping.
The neighbor's second master has also come over to help coordinate, as well as the village chief Fist Brother.
This guy is Qin Yi's cousin's brother-in-law.
It's a bit far away, but he is somewhat related, so he came here so early in the morning that he was considerate.
Quite lively.
Qin Yi greeted everyone and handed the cigarette to his cousin Chaozi, asking him to help share it with everyone.
It was somewhat of a thank you.
Those who were close to each other also laughed and joked a few words, saying that Boss Qin would not enjoy the blessings.
He didn't want to sleep in bed so early in the morning, so he had to find fault so early.
After a few giggles, the cousins came up to tease the little lion.
And the little lion is not afraid of strangers.
He has a tiger-like head and a tiger-like brain.
When anyone talks to him, he will respond with a "hmm".
His cleverness has surprised everyone.
Coming to help early in the morning, Qin Yi couldn't just hand over a cigarette and call it a day.
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He chatted casually with everyone for a while and then returned home with the little lion in his arms.
Dad was already up and asked him to go to the small restaurant in the neighboring village to prepare some beef, pig ears and other hard dishes, and then invite the big guys to sit down and have a drink together.
However, the idle man who helped was not indifferent.
Qin Yi's family had just come back, and there were a lot of things at home.
How could he have so much time to entertain the big guys?
So they all pushed back and went home, and Qin Yi couldn't force him to stay, so he could only stuff another person with a pack of good cigarettes.
We couldn't let everyone's work go in vain, otherwise it would be his own family that would lose face.
The last ones left were the second master, Brother Fist, and a few old men from the theater troupe.
Qin Yi and Qin's father accompanied them to eat and drink.
At the dinner table, all the details of the opera were settled: a total of 12,000 yuan, and the singing lasted for half a month, and all the classic Henan operas were performed again.
Susa and the others just felt this was new, but Mother Qin was extremely happy.
It was the first time in decades that the family was so beautiful.
This made Mother Qin feel light all over, and her bright smile never stopped.
No, just after breakfast, Qin’s mother went out again with the little tiger in her arms, standing on the street chatting with people.
He is a fat grandson and a big opera singer.
Beier has a lot of face.
Singing a big opera is a bit rushed.
If it spreads by word of mouth, it may take a day or two for it to spread widely.
However, the second master helped with the troubles, and several nearby villages used loudspeakers to announce the event.
That morning, many bored men and women came to watch.
More than half of the people from Qinyi Village came.
The entire dozens of acres of land was filled with people, and the corners of nearby streets were also full of people.
Seeing the business opportunities, the vendors suddenly appeared from nowhere, including small toys, sesame cakes and fried dough sticks stalls, carts, grilled crab racks, etc., as well as small trap-making games, and even fortune tellers.
Several people came The adults were chatting and listening to the play, and the children were even more happy.
They ran around in groups of three or five, bumping into some aunt or lady from time to time, causing a burst of laughter and scolding.
This gathering of people is also the favorite of scoundrels and idle men.
They tease the young daughter-in-law and look at the older girls from the neighboring village, which is hilarious and obscene.
But the young wives and older girls were so embarrassed that their pretty faces turned red and they were timid.
They would spit in secret and run away quickly.
When they encountered someone who was aggressive, they would scold them at the top of their lungs and even rush forward to scratch their stinky faces.
Encountering such a situation, the rogue men could only admit that they were unlucky.
Under the laughing eyes of everyone, they ran away in despair from the blush to the root of their necks.
Of course, if you think that the scoundrels have since changed their ways, you are really underestimating their perseverance.
They are just fighting in a different place.
The opera was singing in ups and downs.
Susa and the others were all fluent in Chinese, but after humming along for a long time, they still couldn't figure out the weird syllable changes.
They sighed that this thing was much more profound than the opera.
The girls did not stay at home anymore and followed Qin Yi around the theater.
Although the novel Chinese rural culture and all kinds of new things they had never seen before made them more interesting, they were inevitably watched by fellow villagers, which somewhat affected their mood.
Qin Yi had nothing to do about this.
He could still block people from watching.
They could only let John and the others follow him, which somewhat distracted their attention.
Moreover, these cold-faced men had all been on the battlefield and killed people.
After being secretly signaled by Qin Yi, they deliberately acted more ferocious and filled with murderous aura.
Many people did not dare to look directly, and even the timid ones stayed away. of In addition to the fresh Henan Opera, what the girls are most interested in are the fortune-telling and fortune-telling stalls.
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This skill is inseparable from ancient Chinese metaphysics and is called Eastern witchcraft and prophecy by the girls.
So he took Qin Yi and squeezed in front of the fortune-telling stall, watching the fortune teller read palms in awe and surprise.
The more playful ones like Chloe and Amanda are still memorizing something secretly, as if they want to learn secretly, maybe they can also learn some magic or something.
In the end, they were all eager to give it a try and asked fortune tellers to tell their fortunes.
But as soon as the fortune teller opened his mouth, it was all about good luck and wealth.
He took the opportunity to say a lot of good things, which made the girls smile happily and give them dozens of dollars more for their hard work.
After playing for half a morning, the two sisters also came over and brought some cooked food and vegetables.
Everyone worked together to prepare a table of delicious food and had a reunion dinner at home.
The already lively home was filled with extra food.
The three little guys became more joyful
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