Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

Chapter 607 Where does a child have such a waist! 【Subscribe】

On the way back to Yanjing.

The road was long, and Song Yi and Lanlan finished eating oranges, talked for a while, and then fell asleep leaning against Qi Yuncheng. Qi Yuncheng sat in the middle, not daring to move, and was forced to take a nap.

When they arrived in Yanjing, they immediately started buying food for them.

All hungry at night.

But when he got home, Song Yi didn't eat, because he was already full, and half of it was done in the car.

Keep the rest for the kids.

But when Song Yi was about to sit down in the bedroom after washing, his body froze.

There are already people on the huge bed.

Jingjing and Xixi slept in the middle together, very quiet.

"Why are you sleeping here? Don't you have a room? It's fine with Xixi, but it's the same with Jingjing."

Song Yi looked speechless. The two children are now, one is over four years old and the other is over one year old.

Can walk and talk.

It has entered the stage of gradually making the family noisy again.

Especially after the younger brother was able to walk steadily, the elder sister and the younger brother had a lot of fun all day, chasing noodles.

The younger brother couldn't catch up, so the older sister dragged the noodles over.

"Forget it! I slept soundly, so I will fall asleep soon! Try not to wake them up, what time is it?"

"Okay! Sleep."

From both sides, Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi went to bed respectively. After going to bed, the two little guys didn't show any signs of waking up. They were both young and slept soundly.

But seeing Jingjing beside Xixi, she must know that it was her elder sister who forced her into bed, otherwise she would not want to fall asleep alone.

She still likes her younger brother very much, after all, she has someone to play with.

But there were two children in the middle, Song Yi lay there looking at her husband, with a faint voice, "I feel like there is a Milky Way between us, I can't reach you even if I reach out."

"Then touch the baby."

"It's only when I hold you that I feel bolder. I'm afraid I'll wake up my child."

"Then come here, you sleep here, I will watch the two children."

"Row!"

After waking up, Song Yi began to move secretly, and when she lay down and fell asleep beside her husband, she was completely at ease.

As for the two children, they are both so old, it's not the time to take care of them all the time for a few months.

And lie down soon, how can you not be tired after a busy night.

So a few hours passed, and I slept until dawn the next day. The young couple had to get up late, and they didn't go to bed until early in the morning, and they barely slept until after seven o'clock.

But the two children are different. They went to bed early yesterday and woke up slowly at seven o'clock.

Looking at the light outside the curtains, and hearing the sound of grandma cooking outside.

Xixi got up and sat beside her father, staring straight at her, as if she didn't know how long it was since Mom and Dad came back, she had no impression at all.

But I am very happy, because I slept without my parents last night, and I was still very lonely.

"what!"

The little girl yawned, lowered her head and kissed her father's face. After kissing her father, she went to kiss her mother.

But her mother was there, Xixi got up and walked on the bed, her feet were a little unsteady.

When I got up, the bed was soft again, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, but it couldn't stop me from kissing my mother.

When I got near my mother, I was about to sit down and kiss her, when my feet went limp and I suddenly lost control of my strength, and my knee slammed directly on my mother's stomach.

"My God!! Husband, get up, your daughter is going to kill me."

In the early morning, Song Yi was actually a little conscious, and knew that her daughter was awake, but she didn't care what she was going to do if she was still sleepy, and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

I didn't expect such a sudden attack, and I almost didn't explain it here.

Curled up on the bed clutching his stomach.

After all, she is four years old, not a young girl.

Shouted by his daughter-in-law, Qi Yuncheng suddenly woke up with a tense tone, and turned around to see his daughter-in-law holding her legs and covering her belly, her daughter was beside her in a daze, and her son Jingjing was also in a daze. I have to climb hard to this side, and want to see what happened to my mother.

It seems that he is also worried.

"What happened?"

For some unknown reason, Qi Yuncheng went over to see his wife, then bent over and hugged her to rub her stomach, obviously it really hurt.

Of course, Song Yi knew that her daughter was careless and in pain, what else could she say.

However, this little girl looked uncomfortable, sat on the bed with a small face, and said quietly, "I'm sorry mom! Xixi didn't mean it. Xixi rubbed it for mom. Xixi rubbed it gently so as not to hurt mom. .”

Seeing his daughter coming over, Qi Yuncheng put her little hand on her mother's belly and rubbed it, Song Yi's grinning mouth became much better.

The main thing is that it hurts at the moment when it is suddenly frightened and hit.

But seeing the little girl shift her hands to other places, she complained, "That's my waist, what you hit was the stomach, just rub it, it didn't hit there."

"I'm sorry mom!"

"It's all right, girl!" Song Yi sat up and hugged her girl, and then hugged her son who crawled over. He had something to do, and when he was a child, he cared about her immediately as a husband.

I am very happy.

"Is mom still in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore! It's over, why are you hungry? Go out and wash and eat, mom is fine."

Don't go to sleep now, Song Yi was completely awake from the pain, but Xixi was curious, and stretched out her small hands to the sides of her stomach, "Mom's waist is different from Xixi's, Xixi's waist is softer. "

"Where is your waist like a child, eat, I'm hungry too."

He hugged his daughter out of bed all at once, while Qi Yuncheng carried his son down. It was fine for each of them, but Jingjing in his arms suddenly spoke when being hugged.

"Dad! Che Che!"

"Car? That big car your sister played with? That's right, I've thought about it a long time ago, okay, let's play with your sister later after dinner.

But you have to eat more, you have to love to eat, you know? "

I took my son to wash up.

The two children in the family.

Xixi eats a lot and loves to eat.

But my son is different. He only eats a little for a meal, but he doesn't make a fuss, which means that he is full and doesn't want to eat.

Several people finished washing.

A few people in the family started to eat breakfast and finished breakfast.

When the elder sister sat in the car bought by the grandfather and drove the younger brother all over the house, Noodles followed them around, thanks to the fact that the family was big enough for them to run.

But they play their own games, adults have to do their own things.

Yesterday, the Guqu Club performance ended, and now all kinds of things are out on the Internet, and the video of the performance is also the same, and many people watched it.

For this reason, Qi Yuncheng paid more attention and wanted to see some feedback from netizens.

Kids need some evaluation to improve themselves.

I found that it was okay, I was enjoying a few performances.

But next Friday's practice performance for the students is a bit overwhelming. According to my wife, there are more than 40 students who can work now.

These more than 40 people need to form a youth team, and then gradually become familiar with performances and performances on stage.

There are too many people.

Drum music is just one scene.

Unlike cross talk, there are several small theaters, which can be performed everywhere.

So when it comes to arranging performances, we have to study carefully.

The point is that it is speechless, because Qi Yuncheng has only been back for a long time, and he doesn't understand some children.

So you have to ask their special instructors, such as who is on the list, how many paragraphs they know, how they are studying, whether you think it can be ranked, etc.

After asking this one, who else should I ask.

Just one morning.

Qi Yuncheng made a lot of phone calls, all of which are being processed, although the wife Wang Hui said that she can handle them.

She knows better than children, and she often goes to the drum music school to learn more, and the scene is faster.

But he insisted on arranging by himself, otherwise it would be impossible for him to never understand, right?
There are only so many children. You don't know how to deal with it in the future, how can you say that you are a manager.

At the same time, I am also interested in knowing, and want to know how I learned.

Yesterday's show was nothing more than a drum song that they were personally familiar with.

But when he made a phone call, it was like a home visit. The old gentleman kept talking to Qi Yuncheng, the "teacher".

For example, this one sings well, this one has a good voice, that one plays the strings well, and even the whole family does it.

In other words, there are a few who are barely close and need to be watched more, and they are not in a hurry to play now.

In short, a general understanding of the advantages and disadvantages.

After confirming, we had lunch.

In the afternoon, Qi Yuncheng made out the program list for that Friday and announced it to Weibo.

[Yesterday, the student performance was a complete success, thank you for your support and teachers' teaching!March [-]st!On Friday, the students will try their first practice performance in the Drum Music Club, and please support us.

Below is next week's schedule. 】

The rare Qi Yuncheng posted a meager message, and at the same time released the performances on Friday and Saturday.

Once released, many people responded.

Traditional culture is now supported by many people, because more and more people know about Chinese culture and the promotion of Tianjin Quyi Wozi and Deyun Society.

But Song Yi saw that her husband was exhausted. He was busy all day because of the show and the children.

He took the initiative to go over and squeeze his shoulders and legs obediently.

"Honey, are you busy?"

"It's busy! But I have gained a lot. I didn't expect that the students have studied well in the past two years, and some of them are outstanding.

When I was on the phone with Mr. Wen Aiyun just now, I talked the most, and the day after tomorrow I will participate in what my wife said about happiness coming to knock on the door. I have never been there, so I don’t know what I am going to do. "

"Is it similar to the Happy Trio?"

"It's far away." Qi Yuncheng put down the mobile phone in his hand, leaned on the sofa, and relaxed his nerves, "It seems like a talk show, it won't last long, but I'm thinking that Guqu is busy now, but it's still a small circle The excitement here.

How can we let more people know about our Quyi!We are good at cross talk, storytelling, drum music and so on.

I really want to attract those young people who play everywhere every day. After all, young people are the mainstream now, and older people are just the last wave of audiences guarding Quyi.

And if young people pay attention, there will be more learning of folk art in the future.

Not to mention quyi, even some intangible cultural heritage cultures also need to be passed on by young people, don't they? "

"Wow!"

Sitting next to her husband, Song Yi opened her mouth in surprise, "Your thinking is too powerful, it must be difficult."

"If I was just an unknown actor, it would be difficult to get to the top, but now it's different, I'm a little popular, I'm a little driven.

Then I have the responsibility to drive those who like me to like traditional culture.

As the saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility, right? "

"Why does this line sound so familiar to me?" Song Yi couldn't help but ask.

Qi Yuncheng was happy, and at the same time he was in a good mood, which he could only tell when he was joking with his wife.

After all, now that the Guqu Club is on the right track, then I have to have greater goals and aspirations.

Of course not only drums!

In terms of cross talk, I also have to cultivate a good apprentice. Cross talk apprentice Wu Jing has reserved one, but he and Jing Jing grew up on the same side, and he doesn't know when he will be able to learn it.

So I have to think about it recently.

However, the young couple's conversation in the living room was overheard by Song's mother who was packing things in the kitchen. At the moment she heard it, the corners of her mouth turned up, with joy on her face.

It's normal for a mother-in-law to love her son-in-law, especially Qi Yuncheng. Need I say more about Qi Yuncheng's excellence?
No need at all.

Besides, although she is old and doesn't know much about folk art or appreciation, she is also from China, and she hopes that China's treasures will have a certain inheritance.

Thinking of this, Song's mother wiped her hands in the kitchen, and an idea came to her mind.

He stepped forward suddenly and said something.

"Yuncheng, what do you want for dinner? I'll make it for you."

The mother-in-law suddenly asked what he likes to eat, Qi Yuncheng was unprepared, turned his head and smiled, "I'll do whatever I want, everything you cook is delicious."

"Say something you want to eat, without me going out to buy it."

"No, it's been a while. I see that you bought some beef at noon, so let's make some beef."

"Row!"

Without further ado, Song's mother went to the refrigerator to get something, but when she saw her mother go to get something, Song Yi also followed.

"Mom, why don't you ask me what I like to eat? You just ask him, I'm your daughter."

"I still need to ask you? What don't you like to eat?"

With the things in hand, Mother Song went into the kitchen.

Song Yi looked at her husband expressionlessly, "After marrying you, my mother doesn't love me at all, you have to be responsible."

"How can I be responsible? I've been married for so many years."

"Go and tell mom again. Tell mom that you still like to eat the ribs. There are ribs in the refrigerator. Let mom make it again. Please! Otherwise, she won't make it until tomorrow."

"Okay! Listen to you, who told you that you are my daughter-in-law."

There was no other way, Qi Yuncheng had no choice but to get up and go to the refrigerator to take a look, and then came to his mother with his things.

"Mom, why don't you make one of these! Everyone at home likes it, or I'll make it for dinner? You go and rest."

"No need! Leave it to me, you've been busy all day."

After receiving the ribs, Mother Song did not look at her son-in-law in the kitchen, but stared outside instead.

No need to guess, it must be his unlucky daughter who asked him to come here, I really don't know how to say it.

Hungry for thinking about the law.

Also learned to send others.

But just do it, Xixi and Jingjing both like to eat it.

Xixi has a good appetite and can eat anything, not to mention pork ribs.

Jing Jing is different, similar to his father, he doesn't like those fatty meats very much.

(End of this chapter)