"I've been talking to Feng Tang and I, and I've been talking to Brother Zuo, and I'm all looking forward to inviting you, the old lady, to come over as a guest and take a walk."

"You finally came here this year. We don't know how happy we are. Why are you tired and not tired? There is not much farm work to do in this New Year's Day. Isn't it just cooking meals, entertaining guests and watching movies? Everyone is happy!"

Yang Ruoqing's words made the old lady smile and nod her head repeatedly.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll continue to bother you here!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Okay, very good, I can't wait to do it!"

After Mrs. Zuo finished drinking the soothing tea, Yang Ruoqing took the empty bowl and said to the old lady: "Please lie down for a while. The afternoon show will not start until an hour and a half later. I will call after an hour."

You get up."

Mrs. Zuo nodded.

As people get older, they tend to lose energy, especially in the afternoon.

If you don't take a nap at noon, you won't have the energy to watch theater in the afternoon and night.

Moreover, when she was in Zuojiazhuang, Mrs. Zuo also had this kind of living habit. After many years, once the habit is formed, it is difficult to change.

Leaving the two maids brought by Mrs. Zuo from Zuojiazhuang to serve in the house, Yang Ruoqing returned to her own house and took a nap.

The guests need to recharge their batteries, and she, who is accompanying them, needs to recharge their batteries even more. Don’t let Mrs. Zuo be so energetic after watching a play, and it would be bad if she stays by the side and yawns all day long!

However, she was the only one on this huge bed, under the empty quilt, and it seemed particularly empty, boring and cold.

I can only hug myself tightly, curl up my body, and step on a Yubako under my feet.

At this time, it was her time alone. In her own time and space, she could put down all pretense, release herself to her heart's content, and miss Luo Fengtang.

I miss his warm embrace, his strong arms, and the intimate feeling of him holding her tightly in his arms...

After thinking about it, she fell asleep without realizing it. In her dream, she dreamed of him and spent a short period of happy time...

In the afternoon, as the sun turned to the west, the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums could be heard from the stage at the entrance of the village.

Although spring has arrived on the eighth day of the first lunar month, the late-spring chill is still raging across the earth.

Normally, most of us would stay at home warming ourselves by the fire.

But when the theater troupe entered the village, the enthusiasm for watching the theater was aroused, and everyone no longer felt cold.

Carrying small stools and long benches, they gathered in small groups, calling friends, and flocked to the stage at the entrance of the village from all directions.

Children as old as Luo Baobao and others are keen to get under the stage or behind the stage to watch the actors put on makeup and change costumes, and watch with great interest.

Although they were chased away by the class leader after a while, and they ran away laughing and joking, but after a while these little guys gathered together again, pushing each other, laughing and joking, it was so lively.

"Old madam, please take this hand muff."

Behind the Eight Immortals table, Yang Ruoqing put her rabbit fur hand muff into Mrs. Zuo's hand.

Mrs. Zuo raised her head and smiled at Yang Ruoqing and said, "I'm sitting in the heating bucket. I'm not cold at all. I'm still a little hot. I don't need this. You can just hold it!"

The hand cover then returned to Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Sun and Wang Cuilian next to her, and wanted to cover her hands with one of them.

Unexpectedly, both of them waved their hands.

Sun said: "I haven't been used to using those things for most of my life. When my hands are cold, I just hold a bowl of tea and drink while warming my hands."

Wang Cuilian said while cracking the melon seeds: "My hands are busy grabbing the melon seeds to crack. Covering the melon seeds with my hands will delay things. Qing'er, you should warm your hands yourself!"

After giving in like this, Yang Ruoqing put her hands into the warm handbags, and watched the show next to Mrs. Zuo.

The opening chapter is an excerpt, and today’s excerpt is very funny.

The story is about a family who gave birth to a daughter, and the uncle the daughter married was not very bright-minded and was a bit stupid.

My daughter took this silly man back to her parents' house. Before eating, she privately told this silly man to stop eating with his head down like a pig guarding his food when he ate with other guests later.

With a rope tied to her feet, she sat by the door and pretended to shell beans.

When the time comes, she will tug on the rope under his feet, and he will pick up a bite of the vegetable to eat. If she doesn't tug, don't pick it up. Just laugh when others talk to you.

The couple made a good appointment, and then the wine and food were served on the table, and the guests from the father-in-law's family also sat down one by one.

At first, the silly uncle and his daughter cooperated very well. The daughter quietly pulled the rope, and the uncle picked up a chopstick and ate the food. None of the guests at the table could see anything wrong with the silly uncle. It seemed that the rumors that he was stupid were false.

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But in the middle of it, the woman started talking to someone next to her, and two dogs came under the table.

The two dogs fought over the meat and bones and hit the rope that was holding the silly old man's ankle.

This time it was terrible. The silly old man raised his chopsticks and ate it all at once. Before he could chew it in his mouth, he picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the end, my cheeks were almost bursting and I started to roll my eyes. Everyone at the table was shocked. My father-in-law coughed so hard that his throat was broken and he couldn't stand it.

Seeing this, bursts of laughter erupted around the stage.

Madam Zuo and Mrs. Sun were also full of laughter.

Mrs. Zuo said: "I heard this part of the story told by a scholar before. Today is the first time I've seen it performed on the stage. It's really interesting!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "This excerpt is just for fun. It warms up the show first and stirs up the atmosphere."

Mrs. Zuo smiled and said, "I have also heard of a short joke about a silly uncle."

At this moment, the excerpts on the stage have come to an end, and there will be a gap of a bowl of tea to prepare for the next big play.

So, Yang Ruoqing asked Madam Zuo: "Madam, what kind of joke is that? Can you tell me about it?"

"Do you really want to listen?" Mrs. Zuo asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly.

Sun and Wang Cuilian also looked at Mrs. Zuo expectantly, obviously they both wanted to hear it.

When everyone turned around, Mrs. Zuo smiled and said, "By the way, my wife has given birth to a baby, so I sent this silly uncle to my mother-in-law's house to announce the good news."

The silly old man arrived at his mother-in-law's house and announced the good news. The mother-in-law brought out a basket of eggs and two kilograms of noodles, and told the silly old man: "Take the eggs and noodles back and cook them for my daughter. You must remember to wait.

When the water bubbles vigorously, you can add noodles and beat eggs."

"My mother-in-law gave her instructions carefully, and my silly uncle patted his chest to show that he understood, so he went home."

"When I crossed the gully halfway, I saw the gurgling sound of the stream. I remembered what my mother-in-law said, so I immediately threw the noodles in, then cracked five eggs in one breath, got up and went home.
Chapter completed!