Ruan Huihui did not participate in the autumn harvest festival.
Because of her absence, the first-year dance team had to change players. After a day of intensive training, Fang Ying bravely stepped onto the stage with Lan Yifeng's stern teaching and the enviable eyes of his classmates.
It's a pity that life is so bloody and loves to toss people, it doesn't look like everyone is genius to create miracles. As a result, Fang Ying, who was alive and kicking with a dragon, stepped out of the curtain in small fragments, and in only a second, the head of the black crushed by the people's army returned to the shape of a worm. First, the square inch was chaotic and couldn't keep up with the beat; then, the direction was confused, and he smashed into Qian Xiaofen firmly; and then the living flowers flowed freely, and it was Sun Hongmei who wanted to turn the tide and it was useless. In this way, the first-year dance team was short-lived, and before they had time to open the POSE, they were all called back to the backstage in a desperate manner.
Perhaps Nanjiang's life is too monotonous and boring, just such a small episode can also make the audience in the audience excited like drinking two or two for nothing. Someone pointed out that the Yang family boy was dumbfounded, some envied the beautiful face of the daughter of the Sun family, and some even joked with Fang Ying's father: "Your little devil really showed his face today", and so on. Among them, there is a mixture of joys and sorrows, and the most enthusiastic discussion is the large number of mother groups.
On the right side of the rice field, Fang Ying’s mother flushed her cheeks a long time ago, rubbing the coat in her hands uncomfortably, while blaming her daughter: "It's all this silly girl, what can I do, she ruined a good dance... Hey, if you start training two days earlier, it will be fine. You said, Comrade Ruan’s daughter, who is not going forward, was bitten by a snake at this knot. Teacher Lan also said that my girl was calm and stubborn. Go up, who thought it would be like this."
The most calm one is Sun Hongmei’s mother, her daughter’s double-hundred grades and the squad leader’s position, which makes her a straight waist no matter where she goes. On the contrary, she doesn’t care so much about the failure of the performance, saying: “It’s just a performance, my child. We are all doing our best. Fang Ying’s mother, you are not allowed to scold the child when you go back.” The other mothers also followed up and relieved Fang’s mother.
At this time, order was restored on the stage. Qian Xiaojun and other boys' "Agricultural" "Hometown of My Love" won thunderous applause from the audience. The mothers finally got together, applauding, but still couldn't forget to exchange their children's school situation. Talking about it and talking about it, I talked about the mid-term exam without knowing it.
Fortunately, when I mentioned that Li Meijun’s mother's face immediately turned into pig liver-colored, she was very dissatisfied: "The dead child in my family did not pass the math test. He can't even count the numbers. How will you settle the accounts in the future? What else do you read? The book is. Speaking of it, the male math teacher is not good. I saw it in the classroom last time. He was too young and tender. He spoke like a mosquito and couldn't suppress the wild monkeys at all." At the end, he sighed deeply. He sighed: "This teacher, you have to have experience." Not to mention, these words are quite marketable. No, a few parents with mediocre math scores have already added their enthusiasm.
Sure enough, it is his own child's teacher of another's family. Qianmai would rather watch the ants chewing on the bones than listen to the baby doll Yiyi, than listen to a group of women discussing Tan Xiangyang's right and wrong. Turned around and walked away.
The autumn harvest party lasted for nearly two hours, and finally the curtain came to an end with the host’s blessings of "Nanjiang will be better tomorrow". For the potential home, the highlight has just been staged.
The potential family attaches great importance to the snacks after the autumn harvest. For this reason, Yang Yong and Qian Liqin didn't even go to work today.
As early as before dinner, everything in the Qianjia compound had been arranged. More than a dozen tables of Eight Immortals are scattered in the halls, corridors, and patios of the courtyard, and the bowls, chopsticks, and soda are all laid out. In the kitchen, Qian Liqin also prepared all the ingredients properly. It should be cut, steamed, steamed, and fried. Just wait until the party is over and return to the pot to heat it up.
Rao was so, when the performance troop drove into the Qianjia compound, the scene was caught off guard. Fortunately, the student actors have a teacher to lead the reorganization, and the potential family also asked a few neighbors to help, before they could cope with it. Even Qianmai was transferred to the front line, and he was busy carrying dishes and washing bowls.
The dim sum is not full, but enough is guaranteed. The actors each distributed a bottle of soda and two peanut cakes. In addition, each table only had two large plates full of fried noodles and dried fans. The tables of the leader and the leading teacher were almost the same, only a few more homemade dishes and drinks were added. Despite this, people are refreshed at happy events, and after toiling all night with excitement, everyone still enjoys the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.
It's already the moon in the middle of the day to wait to send all the leading actors out of the hospital. Until then, the potential family members were able to free their hands to clean up the mess in the yard. Seeing his daughter who was crawling on a stool to clean up the dishes and unwilling to go to sleep first, a wave of affection surged in Yang Yong's heart. Walked over and took over the heavier plate, I couldn't help but want to tease her: "Mai, you said, why is this performance not your part?"
The speaker had no intention, but the listener had the intention. Who expected Qianmai to take it seriously, raised his tired face and asked in a serious manner: "Does Dad want me to perform?"
"Of course." The hopes of the poor are all pinned on their children, and I am no exception. Seeing her daughter lowered her head and did not answer for a long time, Yang Yong thought he was stimulating the child. He was trying to comfort and encourage a few words, but he heard his daughter Yoyo say: "Dad, I will be there next time."