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

“Storytelling, singing and opera are all about persuading people, and the three avenues take the center.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the right path in the world is subject to vicissitudes of life. "

The setting poem is read out.

Guo De just started his book.

Of course, as always, free time is indispensable.

Many people on the Internet complain that he has too much idle time. However, the small theater is like this, and it is impossible not to have too much idle time.

Qi Yuncheng just talked less. If he had talked less like him, in the past, the old gentleman would not have done it at all.

A book is finished so quickly, what do you say, what you eat.

There is a line of stuff.

It's just that netizens on the Internet can't bear their temper and really want to go to a small teahouse to listen to books. The teacher said that no matter how much leisure time there is, it won't be enough because of the atmosphere.

Take off your coat properly.

Qi Yuncheng simply sorted it out. This coat was bought by his apprentice and was intended to be used for recording storytelling.

After folding it, I found a seat to listen to Master's story.

Listening to cross talk is for fun, while listening to books is a real way to pass the time.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye. After the master left a button, the entire recording hall fell into an atmosphere of ending.

The audience continued to go out one after another, still unfinished.

"How long is it now?" Guo De just came down and asked the child the time.

"Ten o'clock."

"It's getting late, and we have completed today's task, but your book is really fresh, I think a lot of people will like it."

"It's new. There are very few foreign themes like this, but I heard from Yan Datou that their library has started to compile a narrative version of Harry Potter."

Although Qi Yuncheng often doesn't tell stories, he still knows from these news that small theaters are as exciting as small theaters.

Otherwise, why would so many people like to come?

But Guo Degang frowned. He had never heard of this work. "What the hell? What kind of book is this? Why haven't I heard of it in so many years?"

"It's nothing Master, it's not important, let's go back,"

Qi Yuncheng didn't bother to explain. He couldn't explain what Harry Potter was doing to an old-fashioned person like Master, and he couldn't understand it either.

Guo Degang understood what his apprentice meant, he smiled and planned to take the car home separately.

It was still the Marquis who drove for him.

Others were listening to storytelling for two hours.

Even the director is listening.

He was different. He had no interest in playing games in the lounge for two hours.

Games are much more fun, but storytelling is not as good as games.

"Master Hou, it's time for us to leave." Guo De just arrived in the lounge and looked at Hou Zhen who was playing with his mobile phone and said.

Hou Zhen didn't waste any time this time. He immediately put his phone in his pocket and said, "Let's go. Let's go quickly."

Qi Yuncheng was curious beside him, "Uncle Hou, why are you so cheerful? If you are busy, just take a break. We are actually not in a hurry."

"You are not in a hurry, I am. I am waiting to go home and play games. Can Yuncheng play? I will take you?"

Hou Zhen is also an older man, in his forties, and has not changed at all about the game.

"If you can't play, I can't play. You can send Master home. I have an assistant to drive."

"See you later."

"okay."

The two groups of people got on their own cars and went home. When they were in the car, Qi Yuncheng was still thinking about Mr. Hou's character of playing games. It was true that the cross talk family was so fun.

However, in the car going home, he did not forget to review the book and try to speak better next time.

But after thinking about it, I saw a supermarket on the roadside and couldn't help but speak.

"Stop, I want to go buy something."

The assistant was in the driver's seat, "I'll go buy it. It's more convenient."

"No, I'll be out in a minute."

It is impossible for these famous disciples to have assistants, who mainly help with driving or handling some trivial matters, but Qi Yuncheng mostly likes to do it himself.

Put on a mask and a hat, then open the car door and set off.

It's quite cold when you get out of the car.

Now in late November, the weather has already turned cold.

A few steps to the supermarket.

There were many people coming in and out, but no one noticed that he was Qi Yuncheng, not even some young people passing by.

They are all here to buy things, so don’t focus on other people.

I went in and came to the fruit area, took a look at the people, and found a lot of them.

Several others passed by him.

I decided to do it as quickly as possible to avoid being discovered. I took a bag and started picking fruits one after another. I bought a lot, a big bag, and then I went to the side to weigh and check out.

"Let's go."

Qi Yuncheng went home with his things, and as soon as he entered the door, the little girl, son, and noodles came to greet him again.

It happens every time.

"You haven't slept yet? It's already past ten o'clock."

The little girl and her mother were wearing pajamas with their hair down, as if they were going to sleep. Jingjing was also wearing pajamas.

"I was about to go to sleep, but then I heard you came back, and they all ran out in a flash. I can't control them, you can take care of them yourself. Hey, wait, what did you buy?"

Song Yi looked tired, but suddenly saw what he had on hand, and immediately approached her husband and became interested.

What else could it be, a bag of sugar oranges.

All fruits are good in winter, but none are better than sugar oranges because they are so sweet.

Qi Yun originally planned to buy it back for them to eat tomorrow, but if he didn't sleep now, it seemed that he wouldn't be able to save more than half of it.

"Don't eat it now. You should also brush your teeth and eat it tomorrow."

Song Yi was unwilling, "No, just eat as many as you want."

"Well, just eat as many as you want." The little girl looked at the sugar oranges held by her father with great interest. She let her hair down and imitated her mother's words.

Only at this time, the mother and son cooperated happily, and they usually competed with each other for food.

"Okay, okay, just eat a few, don't eat too much, it's late at night."

After putting down his things, Qi Yuncheng went back to the house to find clothes and take a shower.

Song Yi was happy and began to distribute sugar oranges to his daughter and son. This stuff was not generally popular.

Looking at their appearance, Qi Yuncheng shook his head and didn't want to care about them, and silently walked into the bathroom to take a bath.

It didn't take him too long, just ten minutes.

I came out to wipe my hair with a towel and prepared to ask the little girl and son to go back to bed, but it was already too late.

The child sleeps a lot, and if he doesn't sleep, he will sleep in.

But before he could scream, he was frightened by the scene in front of him.

Eat a few, just eat a few.

As a result, my daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law were sitting at the table and showing off. There were two piles of orange peels on the table. Oh my god, I didn’t know how much they had eaten.

There are much less visible to the naked eye in the bag.

There was also a pile of oranges in front of Jingjing, but they were either orange peels or oranges. It seemed that they were given to him, but they only showed off a few. He couldn't eat them as fast as his sister and mother.

My sister and mother are so good, they have practiced.

Besides, the appetite is not too big, so I can eat a little from time to time.

"What? What are you doing?"

Hear sounds. Xixi and Song Yi were frightened and looked over. Then they stared at their pile of orange peels, a little embarrassed.

With a crash, Song Yi pushed everything into the trash can so that she couldn't see how much she ate.

The little girl followed suit and pushed the pile of food she ate into the trash can.

And why she is greedy is not something she learned in this way.

"Didn't you just say how many to eat? How many are these? You are drinking sugar oranges as water, so show off. Don't eat too much at night."

Pulling her hanging hair, Song Yi looked at her husband awkwardly, "It's not our fault, it's all our fault. Once you eat one, you'll be completely addicted. You can't stop it, isn't it Xixi?"

Xixi looked at her mother, then turned to respond to her father, "Yes!"

The two of them answered. Jingjing was still peeling oranges next to him. He was a three-year-old child and his speed was very slow.

When the father went over to help peel it, then handed it to his hand and let him eat it.

The sugar orange is not big, but it is not too small in the hands of my youngest son.

Just after handing it over, Qi Yuncheng went to touch the little girl's soft little hand. It was a little sticky when he touched it. This was because he used too much force when peeling the orange and the sweeter juice was stained on it.

"Oh, you have a missing tooth and a child can still eat like this. Do you know that you will get angry easily if you eat too much? My wife, please quickly take your daughter to wash her hands and rinse her mouth."

"Husband, the rest is for you, we'll count it."

"Counting on, you are really interested."

Song Yi immediately stood up and was about to take Xixi's hand to wash it, but the next second he stopped and returned to take two oranges, peeled them all, and stuffed one into his mouth and the other into his daughter's mouth.

"Don't forget to eat one."

Qi Yuncheng was speechless and sat down to watch his youngest son eat, "How many did my sister and mother eat?"

Jingjing shook his head, "I don't know, I can't count them."

"I can't count them. Do you still want to eat?"

"Jingjing doesn't want to eat anymore."

"Okay, let's wash our hands and mouth too."

Fortunately, my mother-in-law has gone to bed now, otherwise my daughter-in-law will inevitably be criticized for eating so much with her daughter at night.

"Dad, Xixi has washed her hands."

After washing her hands and coming out, the little girl said happily, and then her eyes began to glance at the place where she had just eaten. There was still some left in the bag.

Want to eat another one.

Song Yi still knew what was going on and immediately covered her eyes with his hands.

"Don't eat it. We'll eat it tomorrow, otherwise daddy will tell us to go to bed now."

"Ok."

Feeling extremely disappointed, she was taken back to sleep.

Jingjing became very well-behaved. After washing his hands, he took the dog to rest. Noodles was very happy with him, with a small bone toy in his mouth, ready to go back to the nest.

Ever since he got that little toy, he couldn't put it down, even though his body shape was much different from mine.

"Hey, I can't control myself without staring at you, can I?"

"It's delicious, isn't it?" Song Yi replied, and was the first to climb onto the bed, covering it with the quilt and patting it again, "Honey, I'll warm your bed."

"Come on, you don't have to hold me in the end."

"Then come up quickly."

The couple went to bed and slept together. How many years have passed since their marriage? In a blink of an eye, their two children are now so old.

"Turn off the lights, honey, I'm going to bed."

As soon as the lights were turned off, Qi Yuncheng forced himself to sleep even though he had just been home for a short time. He still had things to do tomorrow.

The first was to go to the Drum Club, and the second was to see a play performed by the Qilin Club. Master also invited a theater troupe to perform together.

The actor is still Jigong.

The whole family will go then.

"Honey, are you asleep?"

Just after lying down for a while, Song Yi suddenly said something.

"Nonsense, who can lie down and fall asleep in less than ten seconds?"

"The little girl is eating more and more now. She's almost catching up with me. What's wrong?"

"..."

Qi Yuncheng was lying on the bed, and he clearly felt his wife hugging him, with a sad tone in his tone.

"You speak, you."

"You should be proud of yourself."

"That's right. Our daughter likes to eat because it tastes good. She can eat more when she reaches puberty, and I found that she is stronger than the average little girl. She really eats a lot."

"I don't know how I raised this girl." Qi Yuncheng complained with his eyes closed, and Song Yi's hand came over just as he complained.

"Okay, stop talking and go to sleep."

"Why didn't you say anything? Do you think I would say anything about you?"

"Anyway, stop talking and go to sleep."

There was no way, Qi Yuncheng could only rely on his wife, who was quite cute sometimes.

The night passed like this, and the next day he immediately went to the Tianjin Drum Club.

There was a student venue in the afternoon session today, and he went to check it out.

I found that there are more and more good students, and there are also twins who come to learn drum music. It is very good to stand on the stage and sing.

This makes the two teachers Zhang Yali and Zhang Yaqin like it. They are also sisters who are involved in folk art, but they learn different things.

But they all have certain achievements.

At night, it's the drama of Qilin Club.

As the acting president, Luan Yunping often helped the teachers backstage. Qi Yuncheng watched today's scene with his wife and two children in the background for a while.

When singing Jigong's plays, Master has his own characteristics.

"Dad, there are a lot of people today." Jingjing came to this theater and was more excited than usual, thinking all kinds of things in his little head.

"Grandpa Guo will come out later. Don't make any noise and shout. Be quiet."

"it is good."

The two children said in unison, they are both relatively sensible, and Xixi knows the rules no matter how naughty she is.

After the show started, the lights in the entire venue went out, plunging the surrounding area into darkness. When the lights came on, the eyes of the two little guys next to them lit up.

He is playing Jigong, so there must be gods, ghosts and the like.

The first scene of the opening scene is a grave. Surrounding the grave is a huge pangolin and a big white fox. Behind a tree is a large python, all dressed up by people.

But the child is happy and likes these things.

Why bring them here? Even if they don’t understand the opera, it’s good to watch the excitement and be edified.

Unfortunately, this scene was only a short foreplay. After a while, the lights went out and the curtain slowly fell.

It definitely didn't fall for a moment, Xixi's eyes were so good.

Tell dad immediately.

"Dad, that big white fox is standing up!!"

Xixi whispered to her father that Qi Yuncheng was laughing so hard, but if he didn't stand up, he would have to step down.

Logically speaking, it's pitch dark here and it's hard to see the scene on the stage, but I can't help but think that the white fox is too white, so I can still see some shadows.

As a result, he was caught by Xixi. Not to mention her, Jingjing also saw it.

I quickly asked my mother, "Mom, are there still them?"

Song Yi was helpless, how could she know?

"Yes, maybe, it looks good. But if you don't understand something, ask your dad. I don't understand your mom either."