The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry, but the air in Lujia Village was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder.

Shen Qiqi had just posted her hand-painted "Rural Dance Team Recruitment Notice" on the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. Before she had time to admire her "masterpiece", a high-pitched voice exploded: "Dancing? It's immoral! It's simply nonsense!"

Following the sound, I saw an old man with a skinny figure and a dark complexion rushing towards me aggressively. It was Uncle Liu, the "old conservative" in the village.

The veins on his forehead bulged and saliva flew everywhere, as if Shen Qiqi was about to do something horrible and harmful.

"Young people nowadays don't stay at home to cook and take care of their children. Instead, they just mess around all day long!" Grandpa Liu's voice sounded like a loudspeaker, instantly attracting the attention of the surrounding villagers.

He pointed at the colorful recruitment notice with a look of disgust on his face: "What the hell is that? It's twisted and turned, what a mess! I, Old Liu, am the first to disagree. Anyone who dares to participate doesn't take me seriously!"

"How can dancing be so unruly? Uncle Liu, your thinking is too backward!" Shen Qiqi frowned slightly. This old man is really an "old stubborn man" and a "feudal remnant"!

She took a step forward and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

When Uncle Liu heard this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at her: "You little wife, you are so young, and you are so disrespectful! I, Old Liu, have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice! I tell you, dancing is not serious, whoever dances is embarrassed!"

His shout was like a plague, instantly infecting the surrounding villagers.

The aunts and sisters who were originally a little moved began to whisper to each other.

Shen Qiqi's heart sank immediately. As expected, she encountered a "roadblock" at the first step.

She could feel the air around her becoming sticky, like an invisible net, tightly binding her.

Lu Qing, who was standing by, felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw his wife frowning.

He clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could kick the old man away.

But reason told him that now was not the time to act impulsively and he still had to rely on his wife.

Uncle Liu seemed to think he had the upper hand and became even more proud. He went door to door to lobby, brainwashing the villagers with his "pedantic" ideas: "Dancing is not doing your job. We ordinary people should work hard on the land. Anyone who follows her fooling around will regret it later!"

The ladies who were originally eager to try began to back off.

Shen Qiqi, who was originally full of expectations for the dance team, felt like she was splashed with a basin of cold water, and her whole body was cold.

She looked at the recruitment notice posted on the old locust tree. The bright colors on it seemed a little ironic at the moment. Her heart was like the sea before a storm, surging with waves.

"This old man is really good at talking." Lu Qing said gritting his teeth, and his disgust for Uncle Liu increased a little more.

He raised his head and saw a trace of unwillingness and determination flash across his wife's face.

"Lu Qing," she said softly, her voice soft but filled with unquestionable determination, "Do you think they can really stop me?"

Lu Qing looked at Shen Qiqi's lost eyes, and his heart felt heavy as if a stone was pressing on it.

He wanted to say a few words of comfort, but found that all his words seemed pale and powerless.

As if things weren't worse, Village Chief Sun also came to "finish the job".

"Qiqi, can you take this dancing thing a little longer?" Village Chief Sun rubbed his hands, looking troubled. "It's the busy farming season in the village now, and everyone is busy working in the fields. Who has time for these fancy things?"

"Village chief, dancing can also strengthen our bodies and enrich the villagers' spare time!" Shen Qiqi tried to persuade him.

"That's true, but it's not a big deal. Let's talk about it after the autumn harvest." Village Chief Sun laughed it off, obviously unwilling to support it.

resource?

Don’t even think about it!

Shen Qiqi's face was filled with frustration, and her originally bright eyes dimmed.

The air around seemed to be frozen, so oppressive that it made people breathless.

Lu Qing hugged her shoulders distressedly, but didn't know how to comfort her.

"Are you giving up just like that?" Shen Qiqi murmured to herself, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

"Of course not!" She raised her head suddenly, a gleam of unwillingness in her eyes.

"I just don't believe this!"

Shen Qiqi is not someone who gives up easily. The unyielding spirit in her bones was completely aroused.

She visited the villagers door to door, persuading them earnestly to join the dance team.

"Auntie, dancing can not only exercise the body, but also make us feel better. Come and try it!" Shen Qiqi said sincerely, holding the hand of an auntie.

"Auntie, look at your figure, you will look really good dancing!" Shen Qiqi said to another auntie.

She never tires of explaining the benefits of dancing, infecting everyone with her enthusiasm and sincerity.

Gradually, some villagers began to waver. Seeing Shen Qiqi's energetic appearance, they also began to have some expectations for the dance team.

"Qiqi, how about... I give it a try?" an aunt said hesitantly.

"That's great!" Shen Qiqi hugged her excitedly with a bright smile on her face.

With the first one, there will be the second, the third...

More and more people were infected by Shen Qiqi's enthusiasm and joined the dance team.

The seeds of hope began to take root and sprout in the land of Lujia Village.

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