The chirping of crickets gradually began.
The night was slightly cool.
the next day.
The rooster crows.
The bright red sun slowly rises from the east.
The village children are still going to school as usual.
The adults in the village were rehearsing for a major opera.
Therefore, the afternoon classes were changed to be held together with the children at noon.
Mr. Zhou has been very busy lately and has adopted a combined teaching approach.
He taught the children first, and then taught the adults to read.
After teaching the children, we will teach the adults.
After class.
There's a slight problem with the atmosphere on Su Wenxuan's side.
As for the female ghost Xiao Zhuo, no one in the village was willing to play the role.
"What a load of nonsense! She's obviously a sissy and not a good person!"
"Let them live a carefree life, and let whoever wants to act, act!"
Su Wenxuan tried his best to persuade them, but some people still refused.
In his arrangement, the female ghost Xiao Zhuo and Ning Caichen had a brief affair.
Chen Dashui plays Ning Caichen, who refuses his wife's advances with righteous indignation.
"No way, I'm not that easily seduced, Young Master Wenxuan. Your plot is terrible, please revise it."
Left with no other option, Su Wenxuan lobbied in the village, finally resorting to his trump card.
"I'll pay the actor who plays the female ghost Xiao Zhu thirty coins a day..."
Nobody wanted to speak.
They were all from the same village, and those people were really a bit reserved.
Su Wenxuan continued, "Forty coins a day?"
“As you all know, at Uncle’s pig farm construction site, you only get thirty-five coins a day for heavy physical labor. But when we’re rehearsing for the opera, Old Li doesn’t pay us. For this role, I’ll give you forty coins a day. Aren’t you happy with that?”
Su Wenxuan was speechless.
They were even somewhat disheartened.
He died before achieving his goal.
Suddenly a voice came.
"Am I capable?"
The villagers stepped aside and saw that it was a widow who had been silent all along.
He usually speaks with his head down and is very polite.
They practically treated me like I was invisible.
Her husband died young, leaving behind two young children.
Widow Dong blushed and asked, "May I, Young Master Wenxuan?"
Wenxuan exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, yes! As long as she's a woman..."
Anyway, he didn't have high requirements. He just wanted a young woman who wasn't too old. She had to be from the village. If he really wanted to find a woman with outstanding looks, he would have to go to a specialized town theater troupe, which wouldn't fit the rural atmosphere.
The villagers whispered amongst themselves.
"This is going to be interesting. Does Da Shui have two wives now?"
"Hehe, just wait and see, his wife will scratch his face raw!"
Chen Dashui was also a little embarrassed, "Young Master Wenxuan?"
Su Wenxuan glared at the villagers.
"It's all an act. If I find out anyone is gossiping, I'll tell the village head, and none of you will get away with it. Understand?"
He looked at Chen Dashui's wife with a smile.
"Auntie, you've always been a magnanimous person in my eyes. Surely you wouldn't be jealous or resentful over Uncle Da Shui and a fake storyline, would you?"
Jiabao's mother waved her hand and said, "Since you've said that, how can I be angry? Don't I have any pride?"
He said confidently, "Big Sister, just focus on your performance. It's all for the village, all to bring joy to everyone. Don't overthink it."
The calmer it is.
Chen Dashui felt increasingly uneasy.
"Honey, if it weren't for me, I wouldn't have acted in this book. I'm not acting anymore. I'd rather go work with Uncle Gui."
"They've been acting for so long, and you're changing actors at the last minute? You're just wasting everyone's time. What are you being so dramatic about, a grown man? Unless, unless..."
Hmming and whining.
Da Shui immediately understood what he meant and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Bullshit, I'm that kind of person!"
The area under the banyan tree was bustling with activity.
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