Chapter 28 Watching the Red Army Story, Eating Dumplings
Mother Zhao laughed: "Hey, you are so young, so normal."
The woman said: "None of the newly married people in other families are so clingy. By the way, when Li's educated youth was having a family separation, he was still quarreling with the second son of your family. It's rare for him to be so good now."
Mother Zhao's face froze, she glanced at the speaker, and said to herself, this Li Dani really can't speak, and she is trying to bring bad luck to her during the Chinese New Year.
Aunt Liu, who had a good relationship with Zhao's mother, came out to smooth things over: "Dani, what are you talking about? They are so beautiful together. Look at how well-dressed those two are. They look like people from the city."
The woman next to her also echoed: "Hey, the coat that the second-youngest son of the Fanghong family is wearing is really spirited. Li Zhiqing is also festive in red. Fanghong, your family is having a good time."
Mother Zhao liked hearing this and her face softened: "Everyone is having a good time."
Everyone eats the New Year's Eve dinner early and comes out right after they know there will be a program.
After Li Rong arrived for a while, other members of the commune came with their families, and a bustling crowd soon gathered at the entrance of the village.
A lot of people came. Li Rong saw many unfamiliar faces and asked Zhao Qingsong: "Why are there so many people?"
Zhao Qingsong tightened her scarf and explained to her: "Dajiang Village is a big village with a lot of people. It is not in a mountain and the roads are easy to walk, so the operas are sung here every year. Several villages from the surrounding area come here.
look."
After the singers changed their equipment, the adults became energetic, stopped chatting, and gathered around the stage to wait and watch.
The leader of the opera singing team was a middle-aged man wearing a long gown. He bowed with a paper fan and said congratulations to his fellow villagers. The members below shouted hello and burst into fierce applause.
The troupe leader retired and the opera officially began.
Li Rong arrived not too late and took the front seat. Zhao Qingsong stood beside her to accompany her.
This troupe is very down-to-earth, which is what Li Rong thought about after hearing the name of the first play.
The first song is "The Story of the Red Army".
Li Rong couldn't take her eyes off the stage from the moment her first character came on stage. She excitedly pulled on Zhao Qingsong's clothes: "Look, look, look, here it comes."
There was a smile in Zhao Qingsong's eyes. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman's shining eyes. He reached out and held her hand outside. Her little hand was cold. Zhao Qingsong frowned: "Why is it so cold?"
Li Rong didn't hear what he said. She only felt her hand being held by the man and put it into a warm pocket. She felt the heat and moved her fingers. She didn't care anymore and watched the actors on the stage reciting with relish.
word.
The actors wore old blue costumes and performed the story of a certain node of the Red Army's Long March.
There is no high-end stage background, no well-adjusted lighting, and no exquisite makeup.
With the light of the bonfire and the moon, and with the actors' profound stage skills and emotional expression, the whole opera is full of tension.
"The Story of the Red Army" is different from other historical dramas. This drama reproduces the history closest to the lives of ordinary people, shows the lofty faith and the spiritual motivation to move forward, making the ordinary people burst into tears!
Li Rong also had sore eyes. The Long March was really not easy. Through the actors, she seemed to have seen the Long March full of suffering, and saw the ancestors defying hardships and rewriting history to create New China.
She came from later generations and knew clearly how prosperous the country would be in later generations, and that all of this was inseparable from the efforts of her ancestors.
Li Rong was in awe, and her eyes were sore.
The subsequent plays are all familiar to the common people, such as "Wu Song Fights the Tiger", "White-Haired Girl", etc.
Although the costumes and props are rough, the appearance can still be seen, and the villagers are fascinated by it.
It wasn't until the opera was over that the villagers left without feeling satisfied.
The villagers don't have watches and don't know the time. Zhao Jianping does. He is the captain of the production team. He needs a watch to know the time so that he can tell the members to go to work.
Therefore, some villagers would ask Zhao Jianping about the time before going home.
In fact, there is no need to ask. When twelve o'clock comes, the brigade will step on the dots and set off firecrackers.
But Zhao Jianping felt a little proud. He raised his hand in front of his eyes, lifted his clothes, stared at his watch, and told others the time leisurely: "10:51."
When the members heard the time, they dispersed in a hurry, shouting "Go home."
Li Rong waited for He Xing to find the two little ones and go home together.
After returning home, Li Rong went into the kitchen to work again, staying up late on New Year's Eve and eating dumplings.
Erniu was tired from playing at the entrance of the village, and was carried by his father on his back on his back. When he got home, he heard that Li Rong was making dumplings, and poked his head out from behind his father: "I...I want to eat too."
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He Xing and Zhao's mother went to help make dumplings. He Xing touched Er Niu's head and said, "Go to sleep. I'll wake you up when it's ready."
Li Rong specially bought Fuqiang noodles years ago and saved them for making dumplings during the Chinese New Year.
The dumpling fillings are marinated when making New Year's Eve dinner. There are two fillings, cabbage and pork and leek and pork.
The dumplings made by Li Rong were white, plump and very beautiful. Mother Zhao didn't expect that she could make them so beautiful. After a few compliments, Li Rong smiled proudly and said to herself, I am also a food blogger after all, so don't make dumplings.
How can you get it if it looks good?
The three people were quick in rolling out the dumplings and working together, filling the two dustpan lids full of fat white dumplings.
Zhao Qingsong took the initiative to light the fire.
Li Rong divided the dumplings into steamed dumplings and boiled dumplings.
Steam the dumplings in a pot until the skin is translucent and you can see the fillings, then they are almost done.
Boil the dumplings in boiling water. When cooked, put them into a bowl with beef bone soup.
Each person has a bowl of dumplings, and the steamed dumplings are brought out in the steamer and placed in the middle of the dining table.
Li Rong made chili dipping dishes and soy sauce and vinegar dipping dishes for dipping dumplings.
Erniu didn't wait for He Xing to scream, but he woke up smelling the dumplings, rubbed his eyes and climbed down from the bed.
When I saw my brother slurping dumplings in his mouth, he suddenly woke up. He flattened his mouth and shouted: "Mom, wuwu, don't call me."
"Stop shouting," He Xing came in with dumplings, "I was about to call you, but you woke up. Come over and eat."
Erniu, who had been coaxed by his mother, came over sniffing.
Halfway through eating the dumplings, firecrackers sounded outside, one after another in twos and threes, crackling like the sky, deafening.
"It's midnight. Hurry up." Father Zhao said.
The firecrackers were placed in the yard just now, one at the outer door.
Zhao Qingyang lit the ones outside, and Zhao Qingsong lit the ones inside. The sound of crackling firecrackers was heard when the burning wires burned out.
Zero-point cannon means bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new. When the cannon is fired, the new year is here.
Mother Zhao shouted, "Happy New Year, may everything go well."
He Xing shouted, "Happy New Year, my son will grow up healthy and healthy."
Li Rong shouted, "Happy New Year, I will make a lot of money next year."
Mother Zhao looked at her: "I will give birth to a big fat boy next year."
Li Rong opened her mouth. If she wanted to say this, she couldn't point fingers at her alone. When she met Zhao Qingsong's bright eyes, she simply stopped talking.
After the cannon is finished burning, you can go back to the house and sleep.