Zhou Tiantian is seven years old this year and Zhou Xiaohui is six years old. They are not very young, but they are not old either.
However, children at that time were not as spoiled as they are in later generations, and some of them learned to do work early on.
"Let's talk about it later. We have to take it slow. Children are afraid of sleeping in separate rooms at first."
After all, this is a yard, not a building. If it were a building, the bedrooms would only be one meter apart. There would still be a yard outside, which would be a bit scary at night.
When Zhou Xiaohui heard Zheng Wangshu say this, he immediately became excited.
"I'm not afraid. I'm very brave. I can sleep by myself!"
The little boy likes to prove himself, but Zhou Tiantian beside him didn't say anything.
Zhou Jingchuan immediately praised his son, "Xiaohui is awesome. Starting tomorrow, let's try sleeping in separate rooms."
Seeing this, Zhou Tiantian quickly raised her hand.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm not afraid either. Xiaohui and I will go sleep in the next room."
I can't just praise my brother and not myself. As a sister, I'm not as brave as my brother, which is too embarrassing.
Zhou Jingchuan succeeded, but his face remained expressionless. "Then starting tomorrow, you two will sleep in the next room. You can turn on the lights. If you get scared, come over and knock on the door."
Zheng Wangshu was stunned watching from the side. He didn't expect that this man was so hypocritical. In order to be close to him, he actually tricked the two children into sleeping next door.
The two children responded loudly, ran to the bed, covered themselves with small quilts, and prepared to sleep.
Zheng Wangshu glanced at Zhou Jingchuan, his expression indescribable.
The next afternoon, after Zhou Jingchuan finished his work, he took Zheng Wangshu there on his motorcycle.
When I went over, Han Jingjing hadn't started performing yet. She had just put on makeup backstage, and her eyes and eyebrows looked a little more charming.
Han Jingjing originally thought that today was her home court and she would be the protagonist, but she didn't expect that Zheng Wangshu looked as beautiful as a fairy after dressing up.
Her face immediately turned unhappy. She just came to watch the show, why would she dress up like a vixen for whom?
But she quickly adjusted her mood. What's the point of being pretty? She's just a vase, good-looking but useless, unlike herself. Beauty is just one of her minor advantages.
When she sees her own performance in the audience later, she will know how big the gap between them is.
"Jingchuan, I didn't expect you to come so early. You two can just sit here. It's an honor for me to be the main dancer today. If there are any shortcomings later, please bear with me."
Han Jingjing had a confident smile on her face and stood straight, she was indeed a very good lesbian.
She must have been somewhat famous here, as many of the male comrades from the army came to look at her. This made Han Jingjing even more proud, because she was the prettiest and best dancer in the art troupe.
In the army, there are many male comrades who admire her, but she has high standards and doesn't really like ordinary guys.
Just when she was feeling proud of herself, she suddenly heard people talking around her.
"Do you know the woman next to Comrade Han Jingjing? She's really pretty. This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful girl."
"I've never seen him, I don't know. Could he be from the art troupe?"
"If he really is from the art troupe, then we are blessed."
"Who says it isn't?"
Although the sound was not loud, it still reached the ears of Zheng Wangshu and others, and Han Jingjing's face immediately became embarrassed.
These men are so superficial, they only care about appearance.
Her face was alternating between pale and blue, and she didn't know what to say. She could only endure it, thinking about using her strength to slap everyone in the face later.
A woman’s charm is not just her appearance, it also includes other personal charms. When she dances freely on the stage in a while, everyone will know where her charm lies.
"I'm going to go backstage to get ready. After the performance, I'll take you to see the cafeteria supervisor."
Zheng Wangshu smiled and nodded at her.
"Okay, thank you for finding such a good spot for us."
Han Jingjing glanced at Zheng Wangshu, curled the corners of her mouth, and then went backstage.
After a while, the performance officially began.
Zheng Wangshu looked at Zhou Jingchuan and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
"It seems like your ex is really hostile to me. She's afraid I don't know how good she is."
When Zhou Jingchuan heard the word "ex-girlfriend", his mouth twitched and he wanted to say something but held back.
Sure enough, the show started with Han Jingjing's performance. She was in the middle, with graceful posture and a flexible waist.
No wonder he can become the mainstay of the show, he must have some skills.
Zheng Wangshu also learned to dance and was quite good at it. He originally learned folk dance, but he was still far behind Han Jingjing.
She was in a very good mood. Since she was already here, she might as well treat it as a show and enjoy it.
On the other hand, Zhou Jingchuan on the side didn't know where to look. He didn't dare to look at the stage at all, for fear that Zheng Wangshu would tease him again.
After the opening dance, there was a burst of applause from the audience. Han Jingjing, with a proud look on her face, went backstage.
But at this moment, something suddenly happened.
The next dance will be accompanied by piano accompaniment. There are not many people who can play the piano these days. They finally found someone who can play the piano. The leaders also value him very much and treat him like a hot commodity.
As a result, the girl scalded her fingers when she was getting water, and two big blisters appeared on her fingertips. She couldn't even play the piano, and she was screaming in pain just by sitting there.
When the head of the art troupe saw this, he was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat. This was not a performance on the village stage. If this one didn't work, he would have to change it temporarily.
Their programs were rehearsed in advance and the program list was announced. The host was about to come on stage and the piano was brought out, but there was no one to play the piano. This was very embarrassing.
After all, the people sitting below were all from the army, including many leaders and their families. Such a big mistake must have been caused by her.
The team leader was so anxious that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Who else can play the piano? Go up there and take over first!"
Everyone looked at each other, wondering where the person playing the piano was.
Han Jingjing also became anxious, and the backstage suddenly became chaotic.
Zheng Wangshu and his friends were sitting not far from the backstage. Seeing everyone in such a mess, he felt curious.
"What's going on? Something seems to have happened."
Zhou Jingchuan was also curious and couldn't help but take a few more glances. Just at this time, Han Jingjing came out, followed by the team leader.
"Comrade Han, what's going on?"
Zheng Wangshu asked directly.
Han Jingjing was anxious and spoke impatiently.
"A colleague who plays the piano just burned his hand. Now no one knows how to play. Let's go out and find someone to help."
Zheng Wangshu was stunned. Playing the piano? She can do that.
"I can play it. What song are you playing? Do you have the sheet music?"
When Han Jingjing heard Zheng Wangshu say this, her first reaction was to make a fuss.
How could Zheng Wangshu, a housewife, play the piano?
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