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(29) Hard to say

That night, I returned to the guesthouse in the living area, listening to the movements in the front yard with my ears prickly, waiting anxiously in panic and uneasy. I didn't know how long I had been waiting, but I didn't hear the sound of the gate. Yin Hong didn't return all night, and I didn't know where I went.

When I went to work the next day, I was restless. I either took the wrong tool or didn't hear the instructions. The master saw something strange about me and asked me if I was feeling uncomfortable. I wanted to tell him everything I saw last night, but I swallowed it back a few times. Although he had given me instructions, I really didn't know if I should tell him or how to tell him.

Senior Brother Cai, who worked together in the morning, also felt something was wrong with me. When I was resting at noon, I couldn't help but ask me quietly: "Wu Ping, what's wrong with you? I felt like I had chicken blood two days ago, why did I feel wilted today?"

I was irritated and didn't know how to answer, so I could only say perfunctorily: "Last night, two wild cats were calling Chun in the yard and made a fuss all night. I came out to drive him out a few times, and I didn't sleep well all night."

Senior Brother Xiao Cai looked at my dodging eyes and smiled badly: "I don't think Maozi called Chun, but you kid called Chun, right?"

"Go to you, you're the one who's called Chun." I punched his thin ribs hard, grinning in pain, and couldn't help but scream.

When I was about to get off work in the afternoon, the follower document in the workshop suddenly leaned open the door and asked at the old Master Huang next to the door: "Lu Yu, is Master Lu here?"

"Is there anything wrong with me?" The master was organizing tools with me when he heard someone looking for him, and raised his head.

"Master Lu, this year's factory is still the same as in previous years. It is preparing to hold an art performance in July. The dance in our workshop won the first place last year. This year, Director Tong will ask you to make a good show and arrange another good show." The follower said with a flattering look on his face.

"I have something to do at home recently. I'm running back and forth between the two sides. I'm really busy and I may not have time to schedule any more programs." The master said in a bit embarrassed after hearing the follower's words.

"Director Tong knows your situation. You should take leave normally, but you must take on this rehearsal program. We have to take it all the first place in the spinning and sports activities before, and we should not take it lightly this time and lose the honors we have won." The follower was a little anxious and quickly moved out of Director Tong.

"Okay." The master pondered for a moment, no longer refused, and agreed. "But, if I have to be responsible, we are still the same rule. I will choose the actors. I will rehearse at 5 pm every day. You have to let each team get the time for the staff."

"There is no problem. As long as you choose a good person, I will coordinate and make arrangements. We will make up for it." The follower left happily when he heard the master agree.

We took the towel and soap out of the workshop. On the way to the bathroom, the master ordered me: "You go back tonight and inform Yin Hong when you see her, and ask her to get off work tomorrow to go to the county cultural center. I will borrow a large classroom there to rehearse for us, and you will go there too."

"What am I going to do? I can't dance or sing." I felt guilty when I heard this, and looked at the master in confusion.

"Do you think the troupe can dance and sing? You have to have everyone in the scene, make curtains, costumes, props, and I need your help." The master explained to me patiently.

"As long as you say ok, I will go." I didn't want to let down my master's trust, and at the same time I was new to rehearsals, so I rushed to respond. But when I thought about practicing martial arts, I couldn't help asking again, "Master, do we still have time to practice martial arts? I haven't finished learning a few moves."

"I have something to do recently. I will start rehearsing tomorrow. I can't go to the canal beach for the time being. But the same thing is said, the technique is not about the essence, but about the essence. If you practice what you have learned first, I guess one or two people will not be able to get close to you." The master's words made me feel a little regretful.

After taking a shower, I returned to the living area. I broke up with my master, walked through the woods, and arrived at the gate of the courtyard. My mood became chaotic again.

I opened the small iron gate and walked into the yard. Every time I was in the red, I would always lean out from the second floor and say hello to me intimately. Seeing her smiling eyes and hearing her soft voice, I would be immersed in joyful restlessness all night. But at this moment, the small building was silent, and my heart became even more anxious.

"Ouch - why are you standing here?" With the sound of the small iron gate, a pleasant call came from behind me. When I heard the sound, I turned my face and saw the red cat walking in.

"The person stood there in a daze under the tree, which was really scary." In the glimmer of light, Yin Hong's wonderful eyes smiled and patted her chest in surprise.

"Sister Hong, I... am waiting for you." I looked at her happy look and remembered the woman who sobbed last night. I was a little dazed for a moment. Is this the same person?

"It's too late to go to the bathroom today, and there are too many people taking a bath." Yin Hong put down the black hair on her head, and looked at me with a wet look like spring water, "Tell me, what's the matter with you waiting for me?"

"Yes... it's the master, he asked me to find you." I replied in a complicated mood before I recovered.

"Lu Yu..." A flame flashed in his red and clear eyes, "What's wrong with him when he asked me?"

"Today, I came to him to talk about the art performance in the factory. The master asked me to notify you that I would go to the county cultural center to rehearse at five o'clock tomorrow night." I told her the master's meaning in a hurry.

"Lu Yu is really, why don't you talk about this yourself?" Yin Hong's words were filled with anger, with a hint of shyness.

"Thank you, Brother Wu Ping." Yin Hong washed her hands on the water table and turned around to go upstairs.

I was a little anxious and couldn't help but ask, "Sister Hong, is that big wardrobe working?"

Yin Hong stopped and looked at me with some confusion: "It works so well, thanks to it, my clothes could only be folded in boxes before, so frustrating."

"Sister Hong, any kind of clothes you look good when worn on you." I deliberately made no words to say anything, and exclaimed at her pretty figure.

"I like to make my own clothes. After reading the pictorials and movies, I think about learning to do it myself. To be honest, the little girls in our former spinning workshop all like to buy cloth to find me. I wear the clothes I cut is definitely fashionable." Yin Hong raised her eyebrows slightly, and her face showed the pleasure of being complimented.

"I believe this. My mother said that the beautiful girls on the canal beach are all skillful." I thought to myself, and said casually.

"After a while, I will help you with your clothes so that you can go on a blind date beautifully." Women have an instinctive love for clothes, which is the case no matter what era it is. This should be related to their nature.

"Sister Hong, don't tease me." I no longer have the interest in talking about clothes, and Yin Hong's teasing made me feel uncomfortable.

"Why are you teasing you? Brother Wu Ping, you are tall and big, and you love studying and studying. There are so many girls in our cotton mill, and you can't find a good wife." Yin Hong thought I was embarrassed and was busy thinking about comforting me.

"Sister Hong--" I couldn't hold it in anymore, so I changed the subject and blurted out my confusion. "I went to deliver a report to you yesterday, but you were not in the office. The older sister in the same room said you went to the factory department, and she said that Secretary Cui was looking for you."

"When did you go?" Yin Hong seemed to be frightened by my silence, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes. "I went to the factory to send the report from the workshop this month. What does it have to do with Cui... Secretary Cui? Who is talking nonsense here?"

"But..." I was excited for a moment and almost blurted out, telling the scene I saw last night.

"But?" Yin Hong's fair face turned red, and his eyes were filled with fear, "But what, what do you know..."

"I..." I wanted to ask her how she did the statistics and what happened last night. I also wanted to ask her if the rumors in Fatty Zhang, Hu Xiumei, and a tuft of Mao Xiaoli were true, but when the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them back, "I... what can I know? It's just a coincidence that we missed the time."

"Yes - why is that so unexpected..." Yin Hong's nervous expression softened, revealing two beautiful smiles.

"Sister Hong, I'm back, you...you go upstairs to rest." I said goodbye with a dim expression and walked towards the backyard.

The dusk was blurred, the tired birds returned to their nests, and the waning moon was rising. I stopped in front of the power distribution room door, looking at the lights on the second floor, my heart was mixed and I couldn't say anything frustrated. In the darkness, I practiced the eight styles taught by my master one by one, and then returned to the house tiredly and lay dejectedly on my small bed.

That night, I tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep all the time, and finally had a bizarre dream. I dreamed that I was running barefoot in the chaotic world, and a cold and dirty black wind chased me reluctantly. The black wind was like a huge vortex, sweeping all living things and destroying the sun, moon and stars. Just when I was swallowed by the black wind, I suddenly woke up, feeling my soul out of my body, sweating profusely, and trembling all over my body, and it was difficult for me to control myself for a long time.
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