Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Jinhua: You don't let me watch the movie...
Because of Jinhua's disturbance, Song Ruan went out early even though she was not that enthusiastic about the movie.
She saw that this bastard didn't seem to be quiet. If she arrived late, she would have to sit in the back. What if Jinhua didn't understand and kept moving forward?
Others didn't know and thought that some low-class person was squeezing her. When she turned around and was about to scold him, she was caught off guard by a big tiger and got scared. What should she do? Should she compensate or not?
The Dongfeng Brigade had an early dinner today. When Song Ruan went out, every household was eating quickly in the yard - showing a movie was a rare event. When people heard that a brigade was going to show a movie, people from all over the place would come. There were so many people and so little space, so they had to go there early to grab a seat!
The younger children would even carry chairs and wait in the threshing floor as soon as they heard the news. The favored ones would even ask their family members to bring them dry rice - they were afraid that if they ate the liquid food, they would have to go to the toilet during the movie, which would be a pity to miss it.
Not only the children, but even the adults ate a little thicker than usual, and the whole village was as joyful as if it was a festival.
Jinhua was so lively and energetic along the way that if one ignored the colorful tiger stripes, Song Ruan would have thought that she was holding an extra-large golden retriever.
She held Hu in her left hand and a small stool under her right arm. In her hand, she held a large bag of Jinhua's snacks - some dried meat brushed with only a little honey and a large bone used as a teething stick; her thumb was hooked on a small bag of her own snacks - dried meat brushed with a lot of honey, chili and cumin, and some melon seed biscuits that she might use to apologize later; on her chest hung a small kettle - it was her own, and on her back was a large kettle, which was Jinhua's.
Song Ruan was so tired, she felt like a dog who accompanied the goddess shopping. After paying the bill, she followed the goddess around with bags and worked hard, while the goddess was completely focused on the shop windows on the street and didn't even glance at him. How to put it, she exuded the aura of a vassal from the inside out.
Damn, I was mad at my own imagination!
No one can call her a bootlicker, no one!
Song Ruan held Jinhua down with a droopy face and tied snacks and a water bottle to its back: "Do your own thing!"
Jinhua snorted impatiently, but still let her tie it.
Forget it. Jinhua is a magnanimous and smart tiger. Now he has to ask a favor of this petty-minded woman. He has to be patient for now.
After she finished tying them up, Jinhua used her big furry head to push Song Ruan's legs, saying, "Hurry up, hurry up, you sluggish two-legged beast!"
Master Sun was fiddling with a projector in the threshing ground. Actually, he was only in his twenties. According to his age, he should be called "Little Sun". However, in the countryside, even old men and women of higher generation had to politely call him "Master Sun" when they saw him. After all, he was a government employee and one of the "Eight Major Officials"!
Hey, do you know what the Eight Major Members are?
He smacked his lips, recalling the meal he had at the captain's house. It was pretty good, with shredded pork, eggs fried with animal oil, and a pound of liquor.
In fact, such dishes were already quite good in his life. After all, people in the city did not eat meat every day. But he was arrogant and did not want to admit that a country family's food was good enough for him - that would make him seem like he had done it too much.
Therefore, even though he used chopsticks very quickly, his face remained indifferent, with an expression that said "this is barely okay", which made the captain feel both annoyed and anxious.
There's no other way. There are only two projectionists like him in the area, and they are relied on during the holidays. Otherwise, how could they allow him to take so many bribes?
Master Sun shook his head and spread a snow-white curtain on two long poles. He fiddled with the generator he brought, and the generator made a rumbling sound. He nodded pretentiously, lifted the cloth covering the projector, and slowly twisted and pressed the buttons.
The projector suddenly emitted a bright beam of light, which hit the screen. It was a little crooked, so Master Sun adjusted it again.
The children crowded around the table, staring with curious eyes at Master Sun fiddling with these mysterious machines. When they saw the white light suddenly shot out from the machines, even though they had seen it several times before, they still exclaimed in low voices.
Master Sun was proud and a little impatient, and he drove them away in a rough voice: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb my work!"
The children refused to leave even after being scolded. They put their fingers in their mouths and looked on eagerly.
Xiaolan from the White Widow's family looked at her with sparkling eyes, tugging at her sister's sleeve and saying yearningly, "I want to be a projectionist when I grow up!"
Before Xiaofeng could answer, Master Sun heard it first. He snorted and said condescendingly, "You are just a little girl, but you have such a good idea."
Xiaolan's face turned pale and she lowered her head without saying anything.
Xiao Feng was not convinced. She didn't care that this was a respected projectionist. She stared at him and said, "What's wrong with the girl? What's wrong with the girl? The Chairman said that women hold up half the sky!"
"Oh," Master Sun was displeased by the rebuttal. He lowered his head and saw Xiao Feng's delicate face. His tone became much better. "Little girl, you know a lot. OK, OK, keep up the good work in the future."
Xiaofeng heard the perfunctory tone in Master Sun's words and became even more dissatisfied. She opened her mouth to say something, but was stopped by her sister.
Master Sun was absent-minded, adjusting the machine in a disjointed manner. The picture on the screen moved to the left, then to the right, and finally landed in the center - the movie was about to begin.
Suddenly, I heard silence around me, and something warm rubbed against my leg.
It was probably those annoying kids again, always chattering around and asking questions. Master Sun lowered his head impatiently and saw a pair of yellow eyes as big as eggs.
Master Sun hasn't reacted yet, and is still giving orders in his mind from a high position. Look at this ignorant man, his eyes are like copper bells - yellow eyes as big as eggs? ?
He suddenly lowered his head and saw a gorgeous tiger sitting on the ground, staring at him intently.
"Oh my god!"
His hair stood on end, and he could no longer maintain his superior attitude. He jumped up in fear and said in a sharp voice: "There's a tiger!!!"
"Look at it, look at it! I told you that you would scare others!" Song Ruan scolded Jin Hua, raised his legs and sat on Jin Hua's back, twisted his legs around its neck like a pair of scissors, pinched its mouth with his hands, and bowed to Master Sun to apologize:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that my child, who has never seen the world, insisted on coming to see it. I'm sorry that I scared you. Don't worry, I won't bite you. I won't bite you."
Master Sun was stunned for a long time. When he realized his mistake, his face turned red, like an old cat whose tail was stepped on: "How could you bring a tiger here...!"
Jinhua stared at him intently and let out a low growl from her throat.
Master Sun was like a chicken with its neck strangled, completely silent.
Song Ruan was so sad and helpless, she just felt that she had found a soulmate: "Yes, I don't want to bring it out either. Tell me, where in the world can a tiger watch a movie? Is this a place for a tiger? But it didn't listen to my advice!"
Having said this, he turned his gaze to Master Sun and said, "Master, you are a technician who projects movies, and you are an authority. Why don't you come and give some advice?"
The man and the tiger looked at Master Sun at the same time, the former with expectation and the latter with warning.
The low growl in Jinhua's throat became louder.
Song Ruan slapped him in the face: "Shut up and listen to the master!"
Jinhua didn't dare to snore anymore, but it turned its back to Song Ruan and looked at Master Sun with an even more sinister look, as if to say, "If you don't let me see you, just wait."
Master Sun: ...
To put it bluntly, he was sweating profusely on the spot.
"Yes, you can see it. Why can't you see it?" He repeated in a weak voice, "You can see it."
Jinhua suddenly became happy, wagging its tail, and stopped clinging to Master Sun. Instead, she looked at Song Ruan with eager eyes - he said, tigers can watch!
Master Sun breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could fully relax, he heard Song Ruan's hesitant voice: "Master, can we sit next to you? I'm afraid I might scare people if I sit in the middle of the crowd."
Of course, the seat next to the projectionist is a good one, at the very front, open and no one dares to crowd in, so it's perfect for Dai Jinhua.
Aren't you afraid of scaring me?
Master Sun wanted to cry but he had no tears. However, looking at Jinhua who was eyeing him eagerly, he did not dare to refuse - she was really eyeing him eagerly.
"Yes, you can," he said weakly.
Song Ruan suddenly laughed and handed over a small cookie: "You are such a good person, thank you."
Master Sun looked at the man and then at the tiger. This, this, should he, should he take it?
Jinhua had no interest in the biscuits, and continued to look at the screen with a flick of her tail.
"Yes, I should."
Seeing that Uncle Hu did not express any dissatisfaction, Master Sun took it over tremblingly and fiddled with the machine honestly and seriously. He swore that this was the day he worked the hardest since the first day he joined the film team until now.
She tried to hold it back, but still couldn't help it, and reminded him softly with a gentle voice she had never used before: "You, you have to hold it down."
Song Ruan simply sat astride Jinhua and put his arms around its neck: "Don't worry!"
I can't let it go!
Master Sun's heart was trembling, his soul was shaking, and he would have flown out if only one person hit him.
But he didn't dare to say anything more to provoke the tiger to bite him, so he said in a trembling voice: "Well, that's good."
"Oh, everyone is quite quiet today," said Zhao Sanzhu, the village party secretary. Following the principle of "important people arrive last," he came late. Seeing the threshing floor crowded with people and in silence, he regained his enthusiasm for public speaking and strode to the curtain. "Then I will say a few words."
He cleared his throat and was about to speak, then glanced down out of habit, and saw the particularly prominent yellow tiger head in the first row, also following the crowd and looking closely at him.
Secretary Zhao: ...
His legs went weak and he almost slid to his knees.
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