Fragrant Spring - 383 The crying woman

Following the guidance of the villagers, Gong Xixi and Xiaoyu arrived at the door of Uncle Jiu's house. They saw that the door was closed tightly and there was no one there. The three families in the house had all gone to Shaoqiang's house to drink.

The enthusiastic villagers said: "She must have gone to help. You guys wait here and I will help you find her."

"Thank you." After sending away the enthusiastic villagers, Gong Xixi took a look at the house in front of her. Although the green tiles and yellow walls were a bit old, the front of the yard was clean and tidy.

A small vegetable garden was built around the garden, where vegetables and melons flourished. It was a single-family house, some distance away from the residential area, so it was a small paradise.

Gong Xixi had met Jiazhen several times, but this was the first time she came to Muwa Village. After waiting for a short time, she saw Jiazhen rushing back in a hurry. Just as Gong Xixi was about to speak, Jiazhen had already asked: "Xianxi

Come, where is Jia Fu? Why didn’t he come back with you? "

It's no wonder that Jiazhen is so anxious. Her parents have passed away, and she only has a younger brother named Jiafu. He still lives in the county town and doesn't see her a few times a year. Now that her brother's family is visiting, can she not be anxious?

Gong Xixi didn't dare to say that the rich man was dead. She said evasively: "Where did the eldest sister go just now? Did she go to Shao Qiang's house for a drink?"

"Yes, let me help you wash the dishes after you have eaten." While she was talking, Jiazhen had already walked to the front of the house, and she added, "Teacher Qian is here too, do you know him?"

Xiaoyu said: "Yes, not only do we know each other, she is also my cousin."

"Oh, that's it. I don't even know. If I had known, I should have invited you to my house for a meal." Jiazhen said politely as she took the key from behind her buttocks, opened the door of the main room, and let Gong Xixi and Xiaoyu into the house.

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After entering the house, Gong Xixi handed the apple to Jiazhen and said: "I have been married to Jia Fu for so long, and I have never been to my eldest sister's house. This time I came to buy some apples for my eldest sister..." Gong Xixi originally

I wanted to say that I bought it for Daliang, but when I thought that Jiazhen was divorced and the child might not be with Jiazhen, I immediately stopped, paused, and then said, "Let everyone try it."

Jiazhen was so happy that she didn't notice Gong Xixi's words. She took the apple and said politely: "It's enough if I come. What else can I buy? If the rich man doesn't come back, will he have to go to work?"

Anyway, I have to tell Jiazhen the matter, so I might as well just say it directly. With this thought, Gong Xixi said: "Jia Fu, he is no longer here."

People in this generation speak more euphemistically. When a person dies, they usually don’t say they are dead, but say they are no longer here. If the person who dies is a little older, they will say that they are old or have passed away. It is precisely because of Gong Xixi’s

It was a euphemistic expression, but Jiazhen couldn't turn it around for a while. She said, "He's gone. Where did he go? Was he transferred to another unit?"

Gong Xixi lowered her head slightly, her eyes were a little astringent, and she felt like she wanted to cry. She said, "Sister, the rich man is dead."

With a plop, the bag in Jiazhen's hand fell to the ground, and a dozen big, red apples rolled down to the ground. Jiazhen stood there dumbfounded, as if someone had tapped her acupuncture points, and it took a long time to pop the apples from her mouth.

Say a few words: "You mean the rich man...he is dead?"

Gong Xixi couldn't bear it any longer. She stepped forward, hugged Jiazhen, and cried bitterly: "Yes, Jiafu is dead and was killed."

Jiazhen's tears flowed out, why every time she was happy, she was always sad, why was fate so unfair to her, and her only brother had to be separated from her...

Xiaoyu silently picked up the apple that had fallen to the ground, put it on the table, sat aside, and watched the two women who had lost their loved ones cry bitterly. Xiaoyu did not comfort her, nor did she want to comfort her. She felt that it was embarrassing.

It would be better for them to cry once.

People cannot be resurrected, so the two of them were tired of crying. They sat next to each other and talked about their feelings until someone came to inform them that they were going to eat soon. After eating, they could watch the song and dance troupe perform. The three of them got up.

Walking towards Shaoqiang's house.

As night fell, Shao Qiang walked onto the stage with his polished black old man's leather shoes. He stepped on the stage made of wooden boards and made a thumping sound. The leader of the song and dance troupe was already waiting there.

He handed the microphone with the long cord to Shaoqiang. Shaoqiang took the microphone.

, patted the head of the microphone with his hand, and put it to his mouth and said "hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

The sounds that come into my own mouth are all the sounds coming from the speakers. The sounds are very nice and have a sense of

Focus on the echo. Shaoqiang looked at the dark heads under the stage, trying to find where Gong Xixi and Xiaoyu were sitting. He wanted Gong Xixi to see how grand he looked. But the lights on the stage were too bright.

People can only see a mass of darkness and cannot tell the difference at all.

Who is who? Shaoqiang knew that Gong Xixi would definitely be watching in the audience, so he cleared his throat, took out the manuscript he had prepared earlier from his trouser pocket and read: "Dear leaders, distinguished guests, fellow citizens, everyone, tonight

Okay." Shaoqiang said, bowed, and then took the lead in applauding.

The people in the audience did not applaud, but burst into laughter. They thought Shaoqiang's words were funny.

Shaoqiang seemed to feel that his words were a bit too artificial, so he rounded off in embarrassment: "The village party secretary and Director He, the school teacher Qian are the guests, haha."

At this time, He Bingchang, who was standing next to the stage, took the opportunity to enter the stage. He snatched the microphone from Shaoqiang's hand and said loudly: "Everyone, villagers, be quiet, be quiet. I am here today to maintain order. Everyone, be quiet."

The people in the audience immediately became quiet when they saw He Bingchang coming up. No one wanted to offend He Bingchang. Everyone just thought Shaoqiang's words were funny and had no other meaning. They also hoped that Shaoqiang would get off the stage quickly and enjoy the performance.

The audience fell silent. It was time for He Bingchang to show his authority. He handed the microphone back to Shaoqiang, shook hands with the leader of the song and dance troupe, and then walked off the stage shaking his shoulders.

With He Bingchang's "support", Shaoqiang felt full of confidence again. He touched the tie on his chest and said: "Ah, ah, let me go on, dear fellow villagers, brothers and sisters, today is the day when I am at home."

Auspicious day, ah, ah, thanks to everyone's concern and love, in order to thank everyone, I specially invited a song and dance troupe from the provincial capital tonight to come, ah, to perform, please watch and applaud."

Everyone in the audience applauded this time. Maybe it was because He Bingchang came up and made his appearance just now, and everyone was a little scared, so even though Shaoqiang's words were more funny than before, everyone held back. Or maybe it was because Shaoqiang was the leader of the song and dance troupe.

Qiang invited everyone to watch it for free. Everyone thinks that Shao Qiang should be given some face.
Chapter completed!