Lin Wen was very busy at work, but he was not so busy that he would work overtime every day and not go home. He would go home in two or three days, and then he found that his wife seemed a little different from usual.

But he couldn't explain clearly what the difference was. When he wanted to think about it carefully, the work was busy again and there was no time to think about it.

Then it was a weekend in mid-August.

In order to enrich everyone's spare time, the village invited a literary and artistic publicity team from the county town.

The literary and artistic publicity team has gradually become complete in the past two years.

A few years ago, this literary and artistic propaganda team was in name only. Later, the captain of the propaganda team invited many old colleagues from door to door. However, some were older, and some were unable to engage in literary and artistic work because of such a big reason. Later, they found some of the intellectuals who returned to the city. But even now it was 1984, there were no personnel in their entire county town who had graduated from specialized schools.

But as soon as he debuted last year, it also caused a sensation in the entire county.

So they have a lot of performance tasks and are very busy. If another brigade invites them, it may not be a time to wait. But to be honest, the captain of the literary and artistic propaganda team has long wanted to come and see it.

Then, the loudspeaker of the brigade began to broadcast, "All members are paying attention, all members are paying attention, the county's literary and artistic propaganda team performs at the brigade department tonight. It is 7 o'clock in the evening. Each family brings their own benches. Do not take melon seeds and peanuts. Please beware of their children not running around and making trouble to affect the performance..."

Although before this, the people from the Qiao Family Brigade had long known that the literary and artistic propaganda team was coming, most of them were not so sure.

But this serious notification is 100%. At this time, a movie, even a shadow puppetry, can make the members happy as if they were during the New Year, let alone the literary and artistic propaganda team on site.

It is said that their programs are richer, including singing, crosstalk, and juggling. They are all so powerful.

It's similar to the actors in the movie.

So even the people from Hejiatun ran to the brigade headquarters with benches.

No matter how big the brigade headquarters is, it cannot accommodate so many people. Now the Qiao family brigade is still under construction, but it plans a venue in front of the brigade department, then set up a shed, pulled wires, and two large trucks are parked next to it. Inside the brigade headquarters are the actors who put on makeup and the musical instruments.

Just like during the Chinese New Year, these people finished their meal early, and even the old man from the Wu family walked slowly with a bench and followed Wu Qianyun towards the direction of the brigade headquarters.

Qiao Qingyu didn't even eat dinner at home, and I don't know what she was busy with, but this girl has often disappeared since she came back, and her family has become accustomed to it.

When we arrived at the brigade headquarters, there were still people here to maintain order. They were all militias and patrols in the village. There were more than twenty pots of flowers in front of the stage, with colors interspersed with them, and there were several varieties, which looked very beautiful.

As one show after another continues, everyone is watching it without looking at it.

I was afraid of missing a lyrics, and I was afraid of missing a move by the actor.

Then the report officer stood in front of the stage with a microphone and started the report with a pleasant voice, "Next, Comrade Fang Yulan will perform an erhu solo for everyone - my motherland."

Fang Yulan?

At this time, Lin Wen was sitting next to him with his eldest son sitting on his lap, but when he heard the broadcaster's words, he was stunned.

Isn't this his wife's name?

The same name and surname?

After dinner in the evening, his wife said that he would take his two children to the performance first. She had something to do with her to the Laotian family. He knew that because of that past, this wife felt very sympathetic to the daughter-in-law of the Laotian family who was abandoned by the educated youth college student.

And she was a matchmaker for her from time to time, hoping to find a good family for her, and the two of them were having a good relationship.

He didn't dare to say or ask, because he would blow up the temple whenever he said and asked, and the matters of that year would be caught out again, endlessly.

He is not a vicious person. If he is really an evil person, he will not feel guilty or regretful. Because he is not, he feels very guilty now. He really feels that he was very cruel back then, so how could he leave his two precious sons and go back to work in the city?

So he doesn't care about his wife's behavior, she has the final say in everything at home, and the salary is even more so.

But it has to be said that he finally found his place here.

Just when Lin Wen was stunned, a woman appeared on the stage. She seemed very nervous. She stood on the stage and didn't even know that she was going to sit on the chair. She was holding a erhu in her hand.

The youngest son shouted, "Mom...Mom..."

Lin Wen just stared at Fang Yulan hard, he was his wife, not the same name and surname.

But Fang Yulan was so strange, which made him feel that he was just two people with his wife.

Lin Wen held his son and opened his mouth. For a moment, his mind was a little blank, and at this moment, Fang Yulan's mind also had a moment blank.

There were so many people below, including Qiao Family Brigade, Hejiatun, almost a few thousand people, some knew and some didn't. The scene suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were turned to her, like searchlights, covering her without any hiding. At this moment, she felt like she was about to faint.

At this time, Qiao Qingyu next to him shouted softly with a little anxiety, "Sister-in-law Yulan...Sit down and sit down."

A chair was placed in the center of the stage. At this time, Fang Yulan's hair was tied up, revealing her slender neck. Her eyebrows were curved without having to be painted on purpose. Her lips were a little light and she applied lipstick. She was wearing a sky-blue double-breasted performance costume. She was not short at all. In addition, there were very few women in this era who were fat, so standing there gave people a graceful, beautiful and elegant feeling.

Everyone saw her as familiar and unfamiliar.

But her mind was blank for a moment, but she also heard Qiao Qingyu's reminder, and she sat on the chair.

The people below all reacted with a bang.

Isn’t this the magnolia from the old Fang family?

Isn’t this Old Man Fang’s granddaughter?

"Huqin, wasn't that Huqin left by Old Man Fang?"

"How is it possible? Wasn't it already trampled off back then?"

"What do you know? It's not burned to ashes after being cut off, so why can't it be repaired?"

"Oh my God, what's going on with this Magnolia? We don't know. Did she join the art propaganda team?"

"That must be true, otherwise how could you wear a performance costume!" Someone said confidently...
Chapter completed!