The afterglow of the celebration had not yet dissipated, and the air seemed to still be filled with the afterglow of laughter and joy. However, reality was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the burning sense of accomplishment in Shen Qiqi's heart.

Everywhere you look is a mess. The colorful flags lie powerlessly in the mud like ravaged flowers. The lanterns have lost their former glory and are scattered in the corners. The ribbons are even more pitiful. They are like kites with broken strings, hanging on the branches in pieces and sighing.

Shen Qiqi looked at the place that looked like a demolished house, her brows furrowed so tightly that she could kill a fly.

"Tsk, this is really 'people leave and the tea gets cold', the lively scene is over, and the ground is in chaos." Shen Qiqi muttered softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, feeling a little buzzing in her head, as if being surrounded by a swarm of bees.

Looking at her like this, Lu Qing reached out his hand distressedly and gently held hers, "Don't worry, I'm here, we'll clean up this mess together." His voice was low and gentle, like a clear spring, slowly flowing into Shen Qiqi's heart, temporarily calming her inner anxiety.

However, the anxiety in Shen Qiqi's heart has not completely dissipated. The tense emotions are like a bowstring that may break at any time.

Before the two men had time to formulate a "battle plan", a group of villagers gathered around them like "spectators" and started to "give advice" in a flurry of chatter.

"Hey, I say, that opera has been going on for too long. My ears are getting calluses from listening to it!"

"That's right, and that seat is too crowded. My legs are numb."

"I felt that the performance was just average, not even as good as my son Er Gou's somersaults!"

The villagers' complaints buzzed into Shen Qiqi's ears like mosquitoes. She listened patiently, her expression gradually becoming solemn. She felt like a "human sandbag", accepting the "fire attack" from all directions.

Every complaint from the villagers was like a knife cutting into her heart. Although not fatal, it was enough to make her feel exhausted.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly dropped to freezing point, the air seemed to be frozen, everyone had a hint of displeasure on their face, and the originally cheerful atmosphere was shrouded in a "dark cloud".

Shen Qiqi took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in her heart.

"This...how..." Lu Qing looked into Shen Qiqi's eyes, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Shen Qiqi suddenly raised her head, her eyes sharp, she clenched her fists, and said firmly: "Lu Qing, you come..."

"Lu Qing, come here, bring some paper and pen, and find a few smart people, so we can have a 'Zhuge Liang meeting'!" Shen Qiqi's tone was filled with an unquestionable domineering attitude, and her eyes were like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, instantly sweeping across the villagers who were still muttering.

The villagers were shocked by her sudden momentum and shut their mouths one after another. They looked at each other and there was a hint of awkwardness in the air. The "vegetable market" that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet.

Lu Qing reacted quickly, ran to get paper and pen, and found a few villagers who were usually more reliable.

Shen Qiqi took the paper and pen, spread it directly on the ground, used a branch as a pen, and began her "performance".

"First," she cleared her throat, her voice soft but clear enough for everyone to hear, "regarding the issue of the opera being too long, next time we can shorten the performance or add some interactive elements so that it's less boring. It's like watching a TV series, with a few 'easter eggs' every now and then, guaranteed to brighten your eyes!"

The villagers looked at each other in confusion. What kind of novelty was this "easter egg"?

But it sounds quite interesting.

"Then," Shen Qiqi continued, "regarding the issue of crowded seating, next time we can plan the venue in advance, increase the number of seats, and even arrange some 'VIP seats' so everyone can watch the show comfortably, just like in a movie theater. Even a 'Ge You pose' is no problem!"

"Also," Shen Qiqi paused, glancing at the villagers who were complaining about the poor performance, "As for the performance, next time you can consider adding some programs that the villagers like, such as 'square dance' or 'Errenzhuan', or even a 'talent competition' to give everyone a chance to show themselves. Maybe our village will have a 'rising star'!"

Shen Qiqi finished speaking in one breath, and the villagers looked at each other, with a little more admiration in their eyes.

This young wife is really smart. She speaks very logically and is even better than the "Zhuge Liang" in the village!

Lu Qing looked at her with love in his eyes. This woman really shines wherever she goes, making him love her more and more!

"What do you think? Do you think what I said makes sense?" Shen Qiqi looked at everyone with a smile, a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

The villagers nodded in approval, and smiles appeared on their faces. It seemed that all their previous complaints had disappeared.

"Okay, let's all work together to clean up this mess!" Shen Qiqi said, and took the lead in picking up a broom and started cleaning.

Seeing this, Lu Qing immediately snatched the broom from her hand and said, "I'll do the rough work, you just take a rest."

Shen Qiqi looked at his busy figure, her heart warmed, a trace of sweetness spread in her heart, and the love in her eyes became stronger.

The two of us fought side by side, you passed me tools and I wiped your sweat, the sun shone on them, and a warm atmosphere quietly spread.

After a busy afternoon, they finally cleaned up the venue. The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of love.

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