"Oh, this is really..." Shen Qiqi secretly groaned in her heart. This is really shooting herself in the foot!
She thought that she had come up with a novel idea that would brighten the eyes of these old stubborn people, but she didn't expect that she would be directly caught by the pigtails.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but with a calm smile on her face, she silently complained in her heart: Humph, you want to use your seniority to pressure me?
No way!
Her eyes rolled and a plan came to her mind.
He still wore a harmless smile, his tone unhurried, yet with an undeniable firmness that made it impossible to ignore, "Grandparents, uncles, I know you all value tradition, and that's a good thing! But we can't just rely on words, right? How about this, let's take a look at the results of our previous cultural heritage activities, and then you can judge them. How about that?"
After she finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to object, she pulled Lu Qing and invited everyone to the open space at the village entrance.
There, the results of their previous activities are still on display, including exquisite paper-cuts made by villagers, lifelike facial masks drawn by children, and some small toys made of bamboo and wood, each of which is full of strong cultural atmosphere.
At first, the old people looked disdainful, thinking that these were toys for children and not worth seeing.
But when they actually came face to face with these achievements, they were deeply attracted.
They looked at the delicate paper-cuts, listened to the nursery rhymes sung by the children, and felt the unique charm of the small toys, and expressions of surprise unconsciously appeared on their faces.
Uncle Lu's son also followed the crowd and came over. He was about to find fault with the children, but when he saw the children concentrating on playing with the "bamboo dragonfly" they made of bamboo, he couldn't help but slow down his pace.
Shen Qiqi looked at the gradually changing expressions on the old people's faces and knew that her plan was half successful.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a bright smile, and her heart felt as sweet as honey.
Lu Qing stood beside her, looking at her as dazzling as a little sun, and the smile on his face became more gentle.
"Everyone, what do you think? Are our achievements quite interesting?" Shen Qiqi asked with a smile, a hint of pride in her tone.
The old people looked at each other, nodded, and the expressions on their faces relaxed a lot.
"Hey, this kid is really capable." An old man said with a smile, stroking his beard.
"Well, it seems that we are still a bit stubborn." Another old man also sighed.
Uncle Lu's son looked at everything in front of him with a puzzled look on his face. He scratched his head and muttered, "This, this is different from what I expected..."
At this moment, a child suddenly grabbed the corner of Shen Qiqi's clothes and asked in a childish voice: "Sister, will you teach us how to play these fun things again?"
Shen Qiqi squatted down, gently touched the child's head, and said with a smile: "Of course! As long as you like, sister will teach you to play every day!"
She stood up and looked at Lu Qing, her eyes full of determination and hope. When she was about to say something, Lu Qing suddenly said, "Let's go home and eat. I made your favorite meal today..."
Before Shen Qiqi could speak, Uncle Lu's son scratched his head and chuckled a little embarrassedly: "Um, Qiqi, was I... a little too much just now? Actually, I found those little gadgets quite interesting, but... I just couldn't get the point."
Shen Qiqi almost dropped her jaw in shock. This kid changes his expression faster than turning the pages of a book!
However, he who can turn back from his mistakes is a good child!
She immediately smiled brightly and enthusiastically shook the hand of Uncle Lu's son, excited as if she had won a five-million-dollar lottery. "Oh, Uncle Lu, it's great that you understand! Let's work together to carry on our cultural heritage and promote the wisdom of our ancestors!"
Uncle Lu's son was infected by Shen Qiqi's enthusiasm and felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "Well, I can also help promote it and get more people to participate!"
When the surrounding villagers saw this scene, they also applauded, with joyful smiles on their faces.
This is really a win-win situation!
For a moment, the village was filled with a positive atmosphere, as if even the air had become fresh and sweet.
Shen Qiqi felt so happy in her heart, she felt like she had won a battle, her whole body was full of strength!
She was just about to share this joy with Lu Qing when suddenly, a villager came running over with an anxious look on his face.
"Qiqi, this is bad! Old Artist Zhang heard that you're promoting cultural heritage and changing everything our ancestors did, so he's even more reluctant to teach us shadow puppetry!"
The smile on Shen Qiqi's face froze instantly, her heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
this……
What is going on here?
She was clearly trying to pass on the culture, so how come she ended up making things worse?
Seeing this, Lu Qing quickly hugged Shen Qiqi's shoulders and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, let's slowly think of a solution."
Shen Qiqi took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
It seems that this matter is more complicated than she imagined...
She raised her head, looked into the distance with a determined gaze, and said with a hint of determination: "Let's go to Mr. Zhang!"
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