Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

"I came to Huangzhuang all the way! I saw a woman grinding yellow grain! The jade wrist and stick are on the head, and the golden lotus is busy!
It's a pity that a stunning girl will marry a husband from a village! !

On the first day of the book today, let's talk about the Three Heroes Sword!As soon as I talk about the book of Sanxia Jianjie, there are quite a few people here today. I know you love it, and I love to talk about it too.

At the same time, there are also recordings below, please take care of friends who record, because it is a learning material for children.

Thank you.

Then introduce the Three Heroes Sword, everyone knows...

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On the balcony on the second floor of his home, Qi Yuncheng was using a tape recorder to play a tape that Mr. Jin Wensheng gave him back then. This tape was given very early.

At that time, the Deyun Society hadn't become popular yet, and when I was learning my skills, the old man gave me a few games.

It's a pity that I didn't go very far in storytelling.

A little disappointed.

After Song Yi ate her big steamed bun next to her, she subconsciously clapped her hands and went to look at the tape recorder owned by her husband, "Mr. Jin's voice, I still feel a little nostalgic when I hear his voice."

"Yeah! Don't miss it! Now that Grandpa Jin is gone, I feel a little stunned. Such a powerful old man has lived to be more than 80."

Qi Yuncheng sat on the balcony and looked at the starry sky in the sky. It is really because many old gentlemen have influenced him that he can get to this point.

It's a pity that many gentlemen passed away.

"Hey, stop talking, I'll get another one to eat. Husband, do you want to eat it!"

Just thinking about it, Qi Yuncheng suddenly smiled wryly, "Aren't you afraid of supporting yourself?"

"To be honest, I ate more modestly for dinner today, and I still have a little appetite."

"You can eat it yourself."

"Ok!"

As soon as he turned around, the daughter-in-law left, and as soon as she left, Qi Yuncheng really felt that even a daughter-in-law is cute to a certain extent, and the little girl is exactly like her.

For the rest of the night, he listened to his grandfather's storytelling here, as if he had returned to the old man's house and told him something again.

The time at that time was very pleasant, because the old man was really a free and easy person.

But listening, at about nine o'clock, a small figure in pink pajamas suddenly appeared behind him. This small figure obviously worked hard to get to his father's side. After all, he still had to climb the stairs from the first floor to the second floor.

Looking at her, Qi Yuncheng was curious.

"What's the matter? I ran here specially."

"Mom, mom..." Xixi said it twice, obviously tired after climbing the stairs, "Mom won't give Xixi anything to eat! Dad, go and talk about mom!"

"Just for this!"

Sitting Qi Yuncheng couldn't laugh or cry, hugged his daughter to him, and touched her soft belly, "You don't want to eat, if you still eat, you will accumulate food, eat it tomorrow."

"Okay, okay."

Apparently a little bit unwilling, Xixi climbed onto her father's lap, buried her little face in her chest and was quiet for a while.

I don't know what she wants to do, Qi Yuncheng accompanied her without saying a word, and at the same time, the voice in the recorder still didn't stop.

"Father!" Xixi called out, but her voice was muffled because her face was still buried after all.

"what happened?"

"Where can I take Xixi with me in the future?"

"Okay! But Mom and Dad are also busy, so it's impossible to keep them with you all the time? You are no longer a three-year-old child, you are already four years old, and you will even celebrate your fifth birthday this year."

Hearing this, Xixi made a disapproving sound, obviously very displeased, her little mouth began to pouted.

After making this noise, the little girl didn't speak, just rested in her father's arms.

Rest and rest, about ten minutes.

The little girl's eyes began to close, and her breathing began to become regular. The father could hear it clearly, after all, it was on her chest.

I feel very clear.

"Okay! This is here to find a bed!"

Xixi fell asleep, Qi Yuncheng protected the child with one hand and slowly turned off the tape recorder with the other, and got up from the chair bit by bit. The whole process was slower than dismantling a bomb, and she was afraid she would wake up if something went wrong.

Especially when going down the stairs, he hugged his daughter the whole time and walked slowly.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he finally got to her own bed.

Seeing her husband come down with her daughter, Song Yi said, "I really feel at ease in your arms, and I will sleep well in your arms tonight."

"Yes! You can do it if you are happy!"

Smiling slightly, Qi Yuncheng went out to the girl's room. As for the living room, Zhou Gulan was still playing with Jingjing, and the two were also very good friends.

"How? Have you told her, will she do it?"

"I didn't say it!"

"Then the only way is to get Lanlan and Mom to take her and Jingjing to the amusement park, and let's go to the theater! Before anyone knows it, she can still be happy."

"It can only be this way!"

In the face of children, the needs of parents are coaxed.

Especially the two little guys are very good, unlike ordinary brats, they both know a certain truth.

It's just that the elder sister is more gluttonous, while the younger brother eats less seriously.

Two people who came in opposite directions.

And tonight passed like this, and the next morning, the morning was all right.

At noon, Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi still had to design things for the children, they had to design, if they were told to go to the amusement park with Sister Lan Lan and grandma.

Then if mom and dad don't go, most of them won't go either.

Especially Xixi, who has always been very good with her father.

In this case, a strategy must be changed.

For this reason, the couple put on a play in the living room at home at noon. In terms of acting, both of them are professionals.

"By the way, daughter-in-law, it's been a long time since we went to the amusement park, right? Xixi has been going to school, and she rarely goes there during the holidays?"

As soon as Dad opened his mouth on the sofa, Xixi, who was playing with his brother, sister Lanlan, and the dog on the other side, immediately pricked up his ears.

These three words are deeply embedded in her DNA, and it is impossible not to care about them.

But it didn't go there immediately, on the contrary, I continued to listen to what my parents had to say.

"Where are you going?" Song Yi frowned, with dissatisfaction in his tone, "Where are you going to play? You have to go to the amusement park? Isn't it fun to play at home? Just stay at home.

Going out every day and spending money is so greedy. "

Xixi twisted her face, knowing it was over.

But suddenly Qi Yuncheng said, "Actually, it's okay to go once! Xixi, come here and beg your mother, persuade your mother to take you to the amusement park."

"it is good!"

Seeing that there was still a little hope, Xixi came over happily, and suddenly threw herself on her mother.

Song Yi felt a small bomb coming, and the child was growing up day by day.

"Mom, let Xixi go to the amusement park! Xixi wants to go!"

"What are you going to, where is it not for fun?"

"Xixi wants to go! Xixi promises not to buy food randomly."

"But mom and dad don't have time to take you there, and they have to buy vegetables in the afternoon! Stay at home honestly."

"Xixi wants to go!"

"Oh!" Song Yi was so annoyed that he couldn't help it, and his voice became urgent, "Yes, please, just go! But your father and I still need to buy vegetables, so you go find your grandmother and sister Lanlan by yourself, and I'll give you the money together."

"it is good!"

Feeling dizzy, Xixi got up from her mother and ran towards the others.

Can other people agree?
Agreeing, the little girl was going crazy with joy at home, and hurriedly prepared a series of things to go out.

About one or two 10 minutes after getting ready, the four of them were about to set off.

"Be careful on the road, don't play too crazy."

"Aren't mom and dad going?" Xixi obviously felt a little strange.

"What's for dinner if you don't buy vegetables? If you don't go, just stay at home and watch TV together." Song Yi hurriedly went to grab the little girl's palm, and Xixi hid.

"Go! Xixi go!"

As soon as he slipped out, the little girl rushed out.

As soon as she fled, Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi were overjoyed, they really deserved to be children, they would go on the road after coaxing and cheating.

But just for a second of joy, the little girl suddenly came back, and this time they were startled, the smile on her face was almost revealed.

"Mom and Dad, you won't go to eat delicious food behind Xixi's back?"

"Don't go! Waste of money!"

"go with!"

After a while, the little girl left again. This time, the two of them persisted for a while.

After confirming that he finally left, he revealed his true colors.

"I didn't expect Xixi to be such a thief, and she ran back on purpose once. She really deserves to be a girl who talks about cross talk. She's a thief."

Song Yi let out a sigh of relief, and sat down on the sofa.

Qi Yuncheng was also sitting next to him. The show started at 02:30, and it was just before one o'clock. There was still a while.

"Let's take a break for a while, day by day, after having a child, I feel uneasy."

For the rest of the time, it is completely the two-person world of the husband and wife, and they can finally ignore everything.

After about the same time, I got in the car and went to the Quyi I was going to watch today.

This folk art was performed at Yanjing Tianqiao Art Center.

Yanjing Tianqiao Art Center can be said to be a collection of modern theaters.

It includes a 1600-seat comprehensive theater, a 1000-seat medium theater, a 400-seat small theater and a 300-seat multifunctional theater.

Today's Suzhou Pingtan is a small theater with 400 seats.

Small is small, but equally lively.

Because not only Suzhou Pingtan, but also many folk arts are being performed.

Excellent works from all over the world have been promoted to Beijing one after another, and it feels like a good show.

So the schedule of performances here is very tight recently.

This is undoubtedly the biggest good thing about the trend, and even today's performance has media.

"Wear it well, don't let people find out, or you will be stopped by the audience asking for autographs before you go in."

"Of course, you are too!"

"I'm okay, but I'm not as angry as you."

"It won't be so when Qing Yu Nian comes out, I've always loved Fan Ruoruo."

"You only love her, not Song Yi who plays her role."

"How is it possible, you play me in love, don't you?"

In a nearby parking lot, the husband and wife were still flirting in the driver's and co-pilot's seats.

The rare world of two people suddenly returned to the feeling of falling in love at the beginning.

They were so good at the beginning, but now that she has given birth to two children for him, she must love him more.

"Okay, it's almost done! Get out of the car!"

The two car doors opened and closed again, and the husband and wife entered the Tianqiao Art Center arm in arm, and, guided by some signs, came to the small theater where today's performance will be performed.

During the process, they didn't stand out at all. In the eyes of outsiders, they looked like ordinary couples. There were even quite a few of them holding hands like them.

"The seat is in the front row! Such a good ticket!"

In the field full of voices and figures, Song Yi followed her husband to the front seat.

"This kind of performance must cost more money to buy the front row!"

Qi Yuncheng asked his daughter-in-law to sit down first, and then he sat down and looked around, "In fact, I can go backstage later, this time I specially invited an old gentleman from Suzhou to come to Jinjing for a performance, which is very rare.

So I may want to say hello, after all, my identity is here, and I have a little obligation to go and see and condolences to the old man. "

"Okay! I'll be with you, I'll go wherever you go."

After saying a few words, the husband and wife began to look at the big screen and wait for the performance to start.

Start the moment.

The audience gave applause, and naturally Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi also did the same.

"Hey!" Song Yi applauded suddenly, "It feels different from Deyun's place."

"Yeah, crosstalk can make booing, you try booing here?"

"So it's different."

Compared with cross talk, Suzhou Pingtan and other folk arts are more elegant, and naturally give people a different feeling and state.

But when the host finished reporting the curtain and the actors came to the stage to perform, the strong sense of atmosphere was still very strong.

Different comic performances.

On the stage, a man and a woman are sitting on chairs playing and singing.

The male is a small sanxian, and the female is a pipa, which looks gentle and elegant.

With the appearance of You Qi's singing, Qi Yuncheng once again felt the shock.

Every word reveals beauty and softness.

"The clouds are scattered~

The bright moon shines on people~
happy reunion~

Drunk today~
Qingqian (female: Qingqian~)

Pond (Female: Pond～)

Mandarin ducks playing in the water~

Red dress and emerald cover~

Bing Di Lian Kai ~

Both pairs of pairs ~

Love, love, love~"

The first opening sang was "Flowers and Full Moon". As soon as it was sung, the audience was very quiet and listened silently.

But Qi Yuncheng turned his head and found that the small theater with 400 people was not full, about 300 people came.

But it's pretty good, and the attendance isn't too low, so I couldn't help but whisper to my daughter-in-law.

"Actually, there used to be Pingtan in every teahouse, but now it is estimated that only Suzhou has it. In addition, in the past, there were people who specially invited Pingtan to come to various venues to sing, which is comparable to pop music stars now."

"Oh, really?"

Sitting next to her husband, Song Yi certainly did not have his enthusiasm, but she also thought it was nice to watch the stage, and the lyrics were really good.

Like returning to an ancient teahouse to listen to music, she has seen many of them on TV.

The pleasant freshness makes it easy to get tired. The first song feels good and I am interested in listening to it.

It was different after that, especially some things that people who are not in the circle can't understand.

Similar to classical Chinese.

Or why cross talk is so popular, these are relatively lonely, but they are not easy to understand.

Because of this, Song Yi, who was sitting, became a little dazed. It was past two o'clock, and three o'clock was supposed to be a nap time.

The eyelids are fighting.

Qi Yuncheng looked at his daughter-in-law with a doting smile, and stretched out his right hand to hug her body.

"Lie on my shoulder and listen. If you are tired of listening, you can sleep for a while. It's hard for you to come and stay with me if you don't understand."