That was the first time I saw him, and his eyes were not as fierce as the Emperor said. aiyoushen I came from this world, and I could see the love of his eyes for this world. Even deep in my heart, he should be the real king, so powerful that no one can defeat him, and with endless kindness.

After the investment in the old street was abolished, the village committee met with the old street building and planned to restore an old custom that had not appeared for a long time. I hoped to attract more tourists so that this abandoned old street could boost the economy for my hometown. This custom is the "Thirty-Six Routes" that I didn't appreciate once until the performance was performed.

In fact, this performance not only has thirty-six shows, but also many other shows such as dragon dance and lanterns. When my father heard this news, his eyes were shining, as if he had heard an old friend who had not seen him for many years and was coming to visit him. He looked at me and said:

"Pingping, I must take you to see this performance. It hasn't appeared for many years. It's very exciting. I heard from the village committee that Aller and I were also selected on the performance list. Although I just went to carry a box, you must go to see it. It's at the gate of the power plant tomorrow morning."

When he said it, I looked at him very seriously. When he heard it, my eyes must be shining. As the saying goes, it is said that like a father, a son. Even elementary school decided to take a day off because of the performance of this show. We wanted to enjoy this rare performance. The expectation in our hearts felt indescribable.

That morning, before dawn, I heard my father tie his trousers and belts in the room next to me. He put on his clothes and went out immediately without having time to wake me up. Usually, if I was on holiday, I would definitely lie in bed and not get up until dinner time. However, for today's performance, I even woke up early in the morning. As soon as my father went out, I started to put on my own clothes. It was not summer at that time, the weather was pretty good, but it was really a bit cool on the morning before dawn.

I was not wearing a coat because I hope she would also appear in the performance place, so that I might look a little more handsome. The children's ideas are sometimes so naive and can't even be cute. I walked towards the power plant, and the gate was next to the Al'er's house. I saw a few people waiting at the door of the power plant, with almost no children, but adults preparing for the show.

My father was not among these people. He seemed to have gone somewhere else to prepare to go. I stood in the corner of the power plant gate waiting for the start of the show. Because my father said the show started early, I was so anxious to come here.

Slowly, the first ray of sunshine in the morning appeared. Although no one noticed it, I felt that the sky was getting brighter. It was a very wonderful feeling. After several adults arranged the firecrackers at the power plant according to customs, they stood in a row and stood aside. The remaining few people placed a table similar to a god at the main entrance of the power plant. The dishes on it made people salivate. This was not my abuse of rhetoric, but I really invited someone to make it. Even if I stood in the corner, I could vaguely smell the sweet smell of braised fish.

At this moment, an adult rushed to the firecracker and lit the firecrackers one by one with the cigarettes in his hand. Everyone present covered their ears. At this time, I found that there were people standing at the gate of the power plant, and Xu Tao also walked to me in the crowd. Many of the people in the crowd were known to me, but there were also a considerable number of people, each holding cameras in his hands, with long spears and short cannons at all.

The sound of the shutter quickly came into my ears, and then I saw a long queue appearing in the distant view. At the front were several strong men carrying a sedan chair, and the old man next to me said that the sedan chair was sitting in a goddess with a similar identity as a god. The so-called Thirty-Six Routes followed behind me.

The "Empress" was put down when she was carried to the power plant gate and placed on the platform without any bias. At this time, a few firecrackers resounded through the entire gate again, and two cushions were placed in front of the platform. Many people rushed up and knelt down, as if they would have a great fortune this year. The grandmother also urged me to pay a thousand prayers. After about three hours of visit, several strong men carried the sedan chair away again, and the group followed behind the sedan chair. This was the beginning of the appreciation performance.

The long queue is full of all kinds of outfits. I can't tell what many outfits represent. I just heard from the old man that each outfit represents a profession. The person wearing ragged clothes and holding a torn bowl is a beggar, his eyes are slutty, and walking on tiptoe represents a thief. When he was halfway through the explanation to me, I saw my father.

He and Al were wearing something similar to the official uniform on the TV and carried a box with a wooden stick. The old man said that this was the officers and soldiers. At that time, all the officers and soldiers plundered the people's assets, so they carried a large box of money, which represented the image of nine out of ten officials being corrupt when they were old.

I saw Yang Zhuo appearing at the gate of the power plant at the corner. Thirty-six lines had already walked over, followed by a team of dragon dancers. The dragon lanterns were not ordinary dragon lanterns, and it was definitely a rare behemoth. I quickly found Yang Zhuo and led him to chase the team together. We were unwilling to continue watching the monks behind. After listening to them many times, we couldn't understand what they were saying. We only saw a very handsome monk, but I was a man after all, and I just glanced at him and didn't look again.

However, the old people in the village were willing to follow the monks, and I was not happy. When I turned around, I saw a familiar figure, but I forgot where I saw it. But in order to play with Yang Zhuo, I didn't care much about this.

...

Wearing a black Zhongshan suit, holding a green bamboo pole in his hand, and round sunglasses were hanging on his nose. The white-haired man next to him was obviously a little bored, so he took out a thin cigarette and grabbed it between his fingers and started smoking:

"You said that he has this status now, and he still dares to play so blatantly in the world."

Hai smiled and lifted up the sunglasses on his nose:

"Hasn't he been such a boring person all the time?"

Ah wanted to take a few sips, and seemed to feel that the smell of the cigarette in his hand did not meet his requirements, so he threw it on the ground and stepped on it and wiped it out:

"It's really boring. It's not as fun as before. Otherwise, we'll go have tea. He doesn't seem to care about us anyway."

Hai nodded, lowered his head and picked up the cigarette butts that Ah Yao had thrown on the ground and threw it into the grass beside him.

When we walked into the teahouse, a fragrant smell of tea came to the tip of the two people's noses. The owner of the teahouse has always been very strict with the quality of tea, and all the teas made into tea in this teahouse are delicious. When the two of them were about to indulge in the tea fragrance, familiar laughter appeared in their ears:

"What wind blows the two adults, the shop is very honored today."

Hai and Ayao did not treat themselves as outsiders at all. They found a seat and sat down. They did not order tea or care about the clerk who came to serve. They pointed directly at the boss's nose:

"You, give me a portion of braised pork, a portion of sour and sour potato shreds, a portion of pickled fish, and two bottles of good wine."

The clerk is new to him and doesn't know these two people. He thinks he is here to make trouble. He was about to come forward to question him, but the teahouse owner reached out to block him:

"As they said, go and buy it."

The clerk looked at the boss in surprise:

"Boss, this..."

The teahouse owner didn't even look back at the new clerk:

"If you want to go, you can go, why don't you say that much!"

You can't lose your job for two inexplicable people, so the clerk ran out of the store to find a restaurant.

"You two are fine. Come to my teahouse to eat food stall?"

Hai and Ayao looked back at the boss:

"You can help you try this newcomer. After those two children are gone, you have never found a suitable candidate?"

The boss sighed:

"Oh, it's not that easy to find. Besides, I'm not doing that anymore. It's like opening this teahouse well and just spending this long life."

Hai's mouth raised:

"Then you have passed."

The teahouse owner looked back at the few guests behind him and sighed again:

"In the past, I loved to listen to people tell stories. This long life is just a little fun. Now there are no guests at night, and fewer and fewer guests during the day. People are starting to hold their mobile phones and chat less. I have so many expensive teas that are sold at no cost, and you can help me relieve my fatigue when you come. Has there any fun things happening recently?"

The clerk put all the dishes he brought back on a plate and brought them to a table for several people. The boss lit a cigarette and sat in front of the two of them. He was just watching himself eat his own, without any intention of telling a story. The teahouse owner looked straight at Ayao. Although he had no eyes, he could also see the desire in the boss's heart.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Ah must put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the boss seriously:

"Lao Zhang, haven't you been listening to his story all the time? Today I'll take this opportunity to tell you."

When the teahouse owner heard this "he", his eyes were no longer as simple as light, but like a greedy wolf wished he could swallow the prey that was close at hand immediately. He knew very well what kind of person he was and what kind of person he was. He had heard his legend in the mouths of many people over the years. But those are basically rumors. The only person who can tell the truth from one to one is the person in front of him. He has been waiting for this story for many years.

Hai took off his sunglasses and sighed:
Chapter completed!