This mountain is mine

"I said, Sanliu, let's go to an opera, I love acting so much." Everyone laughed and joked about Sanliu.

"I don't want it, I don't know what to sing in those plays." Sanliu quickly shook his head to express his rejection.

Just kidding, how can he be allowed to sing opera? You must know that listening to opera is scarier than reading.

Sanliu and his brothers once went to listen to the play, but they didn't come back after listening to half of it, because the whole process was boring.

A few opera singers were on stage humming, singing words they couldn't understand, and they only moved around a few times, which made him dizzy.

"Why, Sanliu doesn't like watching theater?" Zhao Yixin asked curiously.In the palace, whenever there is a birthday banquet, the palace will invite opera troupes to perform.There are many opera troupes in the capital, so he thought that listening to opera is very popular among the common people, and many people like it.

"I don't even understand it, how can I like it." Sanliu shrugged helplessly.

"I thought everyone liked it." Zhao Yixin didn't feel much about the opera, although he had listened to it a lot, but as Sanliu said, it was really hard to fathom.

There are not many types of operas in Daliang, because there were constant wars before, and people didn't have extra energy to study them, so people's entertainment activities were few and far between.Among them, listening to opera is the most popular.

After a stage is set up, a troupe is invited to start percussion on musical instruments. As soon as the actors open their voices, the good show begins.

Whenever there is an opera troupe performing, people from a few miles around will come, no matter whether they can understand or not, because it is too boring, what else can they do if they don’t listen to the opera?

Ordinary opera troupes sing old legends, and their language is extremely awkward ancient prose, which is simply inaudible to ordinary people.

Even for someone as knowledgeable as Zhao Yixin, it sounds like a laborious act.

"It would be great if the stories in the storybook could be acted out!" Sanliu felt that if the storybook was acted out, it would be beautiful.

"Sanliu can have what he said." After hearing Sanliu's words, Zhao Yixin had an idea.

Now that Daliang's entertainment activities are poor, they can make a difference in this regard.Sanliu's idea is very good. It must be very attractive to come out with the script.

Shen Yangqing and Zhao Yishen looked at each other and smiled, and found a business opportunity again.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, why don't we hold a script performance on the Mid-Autumn Festival." Zhao Yixin suggested that he wanted to see the effect.

"Okay, okay!" Sanliu, who was eager to perform, was the first to agree.

"This..." Some people felt a little ashamed to perform in front of everyone.

"Anyway, it's nothing but performing in front of my own family."

……

Everyone, you say what you say, and you will get the result soon.Anyway, there is nothing to play, so it is better to hold an event to be lively.

"Brother Chengzi, what scripts do you have?" Sanliu leaned over to Zhao Yixin and asked.

"I have a lot of story books here, I'll get them to you when I go back later." Zhao Yixin smiled.There are a lot of words in his room, and there are quite a few about love, love, love, romance, and he has to pick them out before giving them to Sanliu.

"Okay, I'll wait." Upon receiving Zhao Yixin's answer, Sanliu walked away happily.Next, he is going to find someone, because the performance of the Mid-Autumn Festival is free for everyone to form a team.

"Do you want to eat apples?" After Sanliu left, Shen Yangqing also came over.

"Eat." Zhao Yishen can eat fresh fruit every day in Yunyin Village, but now he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't eat it for a day.

"Okay, I'll peel it for you." After finishing speaking, Shen Yangqing took out the knife he carried with him to peel the skin.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and Shen Yangqing, who is serious about peeling apples, confirmed this sentence.

From Zhao Yixin's point of view, only Shen Yang Qingying's sharp side face, tall nose bridge and slightly raised eyelashes can be seen.His hands and fingers are slender and well-defined, and the silver knife matches the wheat-colored complexion, making him more masculine.

Zhao Yixin couldn't help but stared dumbfounded, when he came back to his senses, Shen Yangqing had already peeled the apples.

"It's connected." Zhao Yixin was pleasantly surprised to find that the peeled apples are connected together, and there is no break in the middle.

His man is amazing!Zhao Yixin thought proudly.

Facing Zhao Yixin's surprise, Shen Yangqing smiled lightly, with a calm expression on his face.However, his slightly raised face and slightly raised eyebrows showed his complacency.

In fact, Shen Yang Qing's heart is full of complexities: the skill of not peeling apples that he learned when he was forced by his father when he was a child has finally come in handy.

"I want to drink something sour." After eating the apple, Zhao Yixin smacked his lips dissatisfied. He always felt that his mouth was bland and tasteless.

As the saying goes, sour children are hot women, Zhao Yishen and Shen Yangqing are both men, and the children they gave birth to are also boys, and Zhao Yishen still has two boys in his stomach, which makes him even more acidophilic.

"How about the fruit vinegar?" Shen Yangqing suddenly remembered the fruit vinegar he drank before.

"What is fruit vinegar?" Zhao Yixin was puzzled.