Under the stage, the deaf mother-in-law was sitting on the Taishi chair in the middle, drinking hot tea and listening with gusto.
Hua Jiu is in trouble, Wang Qianyue is waiting on her left and right carefully.
Chen Daji was squatting in a corner on one side, taking notes carefully with a broken exercise book.
When the audience shouted "OK" once, he would draw a stroke.
Nowadays, there are more than ten "zheng" characters.
After all, Chen Fu has already promised: If you say "good", you will get fifty plus points, so the big man will naturally keep his word!!
There is no such thing as a banquet that never ends... Seeing that it was approaching eleven o'clock at night, the deaf mother-in-law slowly got up.
"Jiu, Xiaoyue, you two share the peanuts and melon seeds with everyone, and then disperse."
"Reminding fellow villagers to be careful when going back. It's cold and the roads are slippery, so don't bump into them."
"When you get home, remember to offer incense to the Stove Lord, and then have a good sleep."
"I know, grandma!" Hua Jiunan and Xiao Qianyue hurriedly followed the instructions.
Chen Fu, Zhao Aiguo, and Wang San also stood up to help:
Those who passed cigarettes passed cigarettes, and those who said kind words said kind words, reminding everyone that it was late at night and it was time for another group of "friends" to come to listen to the show.
As a native of the village, everyone naturally knows the rules of singing in July.
So they all agreed to get up and leave.
They gathered in groups of three and two, constantly talking about the kindness of the deaf mother-in-law and her family.
Taking advantage of others' inattention, Hua Jiunan turned around to a hidden corner and whispered to the little animals waiting here.
"I would also like to trouble you all to help me see everyone off. You will all be back later and we will have dinner together."
The little mice, little hedgehogs, little foxes, etc. all straightened up and bowed to Hua Jiunan, then dispersed.
Groups of three or five followed the similarly separated groups and escorted them all the way to everyone's home.
Some villagers were not afraid when they saw the small animals following them all the way, and even explained to the people around them.
"See, these are the immortals sent by the deaf mother-in-law to protect us."
The others suddenly understood and placed the food in their hands by the roadside, letting the elves follow them and enjoy it.
Before midnight, the ordinary people dispersed and the troupe could rest for a while.
Next it’s time to play the ghost show.
There is another rule before singing a ghost show:
That is to apply pot ash on the eyelids. It is said that dirt will not be visible in this way.
If you can't see them, they won't actively harass you.
Prevent the conflict between yin and yang.
But in modern times, many rules have been forgotten.
Even if you remember, you will no longer abide by it: this is the case with this troupe.
The actors felt that the bottom of the pot was dirty, so they used paint and even eyeshadow instead.
The troupe leader was also helpless about this situation, but he didn't say much.
Just quietly arranging the next thing.
"'Water Floods the Golden Mountain' will start in fifteen minutes, are the actors ready?!"
"Ready!" the others replied in unison.
The troupe leader nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a thick wad of money from his bag.
"This time the owner kept his word: the audience shouted more than fifty times, and the money was immediately given to him!"
“I’ll share it with everyone later!”
"If you want to earn more, you can work harder later, you know?!"
When the actors heard this, they thought the class leader was joking with them.
"Boss, there's not even a single figure in the audience. There are only a few half-year-olds from the boss. Who can we show our efforts to?"
"Even if you break your throat while singing, no one will cheer you, haha!"
When the others heard this, they also laughed loudly.
Although the class leader felt helpless, he still spoke up and warned.
"You young people know nothing!"
"It's easy to act in a living drama, but it's not easy to fool other friends! If you encounter someone with a bad temper, we'll be in trouble!"
"Anyway, work harder than before, remember?!"
"Remember, remember..." This time the answer was obviously sparse and weak.
After all, there was no audience to see, so the singing was boring.
Seeing this scene, the class leader was helpless and could only continue to give instructions.
"We've finished singing 'Shui Man Jin Shan', and there's also a short section of 'The Story of the Black Pot'."
"You brat who plays Bao Gong, take advantage of this time and quickly repaint the crescent moon!"
"You will regret it if you find the dirty thing!"
The actor obviously didn't take the class leader's words seriously. He promised but took no action.
Hidden table in the book:
It’s not that there is no audience in the audience at this time, on the contrary, there are even more than before!
Countless dead souls with dead bones swarmed in from all directions, causing all kinds of tragic situations.
After arriving at the front of the stage, they all saluted to Hua Jiunan and others.
This was not because they knew Hua Jiunan, but rather as an affirmation of the host's family's sincerity.
When they saw Hua Jiunan returning the gift to them, they were all stunned.
Obviously, he didn't expect others to see him.
But then the attitude became more respectful, and everyone stood still and waited to listen to the show.
After all, it's rare to have a few days of freedom, and even a ghost doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.