Chapter 159 Chen Qing performs on stage

The snake was given to her by Wang Wenming.

Because they had become deskmates, Wang Wenming liked raising fish and toads, so he asked her what she liked.

She loves snakes!

Raise lots of snakes.

Can be fed to chickens.

That way there will be plenty of eggs.

Wang Wenming caught a black-browed rat snake for her.

Xiaoyu likes it very much, but my aunt hates snakes, so the snake cannot be found by my aunt!

"Xiao Yu." Chen Qing called.

Xiaoyu patted the snake's head, put it in the bottle, and went to wash her hands before coming back to see her aunt.

Chen Qing made a beautiful hairpin for her: "Look, it's a cherry hairpin, isn't it beautiful!"

The cherry hairpin has two small leaves with two red cherries underneath.

Xiaoyu was so excited that she clapped her hands: "That's great!"

Chen Qing helped her pin it on her hair: "Tomorrow is National Day, you can wear it."

"Okay." Xiaoyu touched the hairpin as if she was caressing a treasure, and hugged her aunt tightly: "Aunt, I like it very much!"

"Hahaha……"

Chen Qing happily rubbed her soft face, kissed her cheek, and rocked her in his arms.

He Yuxiang was like a spy, hiding in the dark and spying on their interactions.

So annoying!

Will she change back?

He Yuxiang returned to the house depressed, took out the photos of his parents, and said to his mother: "Can she always be like this?"

The woman in the photo had gentle eyes and brows, but He Yuxiang couldn't see anything.

He Yuxiang sighed.

I was so troubled that I kept thinking about this question before going to bed.

But if possible, I hope mom and dad will bless me and let my aunt always be the aunt she is now.

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National Day is the most lively day of the year. Every household would recite the contents of the Quotations from Heaven to everyone they met and walk happily to the machinery factory to watch the performances of the art troupe.

Chen Qing got up early in the morning and gave the two children to Mao Jianguo, asking him to help look after them.

Talia's identity is sensitive, so she chose to stay indoors during the National Day.

Chen Qing took out the wig he had prepared: "I prepared a wig for you, you won't be conspicuous when you wear it."

Talia covered her heart: "Why can't you be a man!"

Chen Qing chuckled.

Talia accepted the wig with emotion and apologized for refusing: "I still won't go out."

"It's okay." Chen Qing smiled at her gently, and then said to Mao Jianguo: "I have reserved a seat for you to watch the performance. Hurry up and come. I am the host today and I am quite busy. I will leave first."

Before leaving, Chen Qing reminded him again, "Xiao Yu, follow your brother closely, He Yuxiang, follow your uncle Mao closely, understand?"

Xiaoyu stood at attention: "I understand."

He Yuxiang's expression was indifferent: "I know."

Chen Qing gave him a slap on the head and quickly retreated before He Yuxiang got angry!

He Yuxiang has dead fish eyes.

Xiaoyu: "Goose, goose, goose..."

He Yuxiang gave Xiaoyu a slap on the head.

Xiaoyu covered her forehead in grievance: "Brother, you are bad!"

"Your aunt is also bad." He Yuxiang sat in Maomao's house waiting for Uncle Mao to get ready.

Maomao came to Xiaoyu, supported his knees with his hands, and put his head close to her: "Xiaoyu, you come too."

Xiaoyu: “Not very good~”

"Sure." Maomao moved his forehead closer.

Xiaoyu flicked his forehead lightly, and seeing that he didn't react, she asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. Then I'll flick you."

"OK."

Xiaoyu closed her eyes and waited, her hands nervously grasping the seams of her trouser legs.

Maomao is ready to breathe.

He Yuxiang was anxious: "What are you doing!"

Mao Jianguo and Talia also scolded Mao Mao: "Don't bully your sister."

Maomao pulled Xiaoyu back to the room and flicked her head. "Does it hurt?"

Xiaoyu shook her head.

Maomao laughed and said, "You hit me with that much force just now."

He ruffled Xiaoyu's hair and said, "Let's go bully He Yuxiang."

"OK."

The two discussed the battle strategy and prepared to sanction He Yuxiang together.

As expected, He Yuxiang beat them both up.

Mao Jianguo was exhausted: "I suddenly admire Chen Qing very much."

Talia said proudly: "I have admired Chen Qing for a long time!"

Mao Jianguo felt a lump in his throat.

He shouldn't have mentioned Chen Qing with such a dumb mouth!

"He Yuxiang, Maomao, Xiaoyu, follow me."

Mao Jianguo was taking care of a little girl for the first time and had no experience. He spoke to Xiaoyu in a restrained manner and even held her all the way. "If you feel tired or thirsty, just call me uncle, okay?"

Xiaoyu nodded obediently: "Got it."

Mao Jianguo felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.

I really want to exchange my naughty boy for a sweet and soft little girl.

After the group arrived at the machinery factory, they looked at the people coming and going at the door, which was so crowded. Mao Jianguo frowned, walked around to the door on the warehouse side, used his position to go in, and then came to the viewing position arranged by Chen Qing.

A red cloth had been laid on the stage, and six pots of flowers were placed on both sides, giving the simple stage a new look.

After Xiaoyu sat down, she placed her hands on her knees and leaned forward: "Where's my aunt?"

Mao Jianguo said softly: "Not so fast~"

The members of the art troupe are now carrying out the final preparations in an orderly manner.

Under the direction of Captain Li, the members had clear division of labor. Some were responsible for placing musical instruments, some were responsible for adjusting the sound system, and some were putting on makeup and changing clothes backstage.

Chen Qing and the art troupe's dedicated host found the right opportunity to go on stage.

The host of the art troupe was very disdainful of people like Chen Qing who were half-baked. Before going on stage, he said to her: "I heard that you like to perform. You will be the one to open the show later."

Chen Qing: "Okay."

She agreed generously.

Seeing that the other party looked unhappy, Chen Qing asked in surprise: "I performed too well, are you unhappy?"

Zhou Xiaotang's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled and said, "How could that be? It's almost time, let's go on stage."

"good."

Chen Qing boasts that she is a cooperative person.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, Chen Qing said in a very infectious voice: "In the golden autumn of October, the red flag is flying! Under the wise leadership of the great leader..."

Zhou Xiaotang was afraid that she would steal his limelight, so he quickly took over the conversation and said in unison: "Let us celebrate the National Day with the warmest applause!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Other members of the art troupe also gradually got ready and started their performances.

The first program was the dance "Spring Story".

Several young female members of the group wore brightly colored dance skirts and danced to the cheerful music.

The movements were light and graceful, making Chen Qing feel relaxed both physically and mentally.

The second program was a song called "We Workers Have Power".

The male members stood in the center of the stage, singing with loud and powerful voices, expressing the workers' lofty aspirations.

The workers were deeply moved by the familiar melody and started humming along, creating an extremely warm atmosphere.

The programs followed one after another. Except for some friction at the beginning, Chen Qing and Zhou Xiaotang went smoothly afterwards and soon came to the last performance.

The last program was a chorus of "Unity is Strength".

All the members stood on the stage, linked hands and sang in unison.

The workers also stood up and sang along.

Chen Qing saw that the last program was about to be completed, and her mission was about to see the light of day.

Some people just love to go crazy.

Su Manman snatched Zhou Xiaotang's loudspeaker without permission and said, "I heard that the machinery factory has a recognized beauty who has many talents. On this day of national celebration, she wants to bring everyone a wonderful performance."

The cheers from the audience were louder than those from any other show.

Chen Qing smiled: I'll show you my uncle!

(End of this chapter)