For the Wei family, watching movies and drinking coffee were common things when they lived in Guangdong Province.
But for the country people, it was a rare opportunity to watch model operas, let alone movies.
But Deng Zhilan had never seen the model operas of that era.
It was evening and it was just getting dark.
She wanted to run out in a hurry, but Wei Yanzhen stopped her.
"Change into long sleeves and long pants. There are a lot of mosquitoes outside."
A model opera cannot be finished in a short time. The opera takes place in a small open-air auditorium in the brigade, and there will surely be a lot of mosquitoes.
"Old Xiao, you are still thoughtful."
Deng Zhilan rewarded Wei Yanzhen with a kiss.
Then, I changed into long pants and long sleeves.
Deng Zhilan went out excitedly, and Wei Yanzhen followed behind her, carrying a stool in his hand and a kettle on his shoulder.
Everything was prepared completely, and even a handful of fruit candies were stuffed into his trouser pockets.
On the way out, many people greeted Deng Zhilan this time. People in the team all knew that she was not a spy, and she was brought here in a car.
They were not afraid to get close to her and joked with her:
"Xiao Deng, are you here to watch a show?"
"Yes."
"Xiao Deng, your daughter's clothes are really nice."
"I like to see whatever Xiao Deng wears."
Several women were joking and laughing all the way.
Finally we arrived at the small open-air auditorium.
It is called a small auditorium, but in fact, it is just a cement platform covered with black velvet and a table, and behind the scene is the dressing room.
When Deng Zhilan and Wei Yanzhen arrived, they found that there were really a lot of people coming!
More people came than to criticize the Jiang Xiuxiu incident.
I saw people moving their stools one after another, filling up the front row, and the seats within sight were also full of people.
Deng Zhilan and Wei Yanzhen could still only stand behind the crowd.
An evening breeze blew away the summer heat.
Deng Zhilan couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, I forgot to bring the popcorn."
"Well, this isn't a movie theater, they don't sell popcorn."
She muttered to herself.
But Wei Yanzhen heard it, and the man took out a piece of fruit candy from his trouser pocket and put it in her hand.
"Have some candy. I've prepared some for you."
Wei Yanzhen looked at her, his eyes full of tenderness.
However, Luo Yisen, who arrived late behind them, was holding Luo Xiaojun in his arms.
The little guy watched Deng Zhilan peel off the candy wrapper and put a green fruit candy into her mouth. Luo Xiaojun's big watery eyes were filled with envy.
"Dad, I want some candy, too."
When the voice came, Wei Yanzhen and Deng Zhilan turned their heads instantly.
Deng Zhilan said to Luo Xiaojun, "Ask your uncle for some candy. He has some candy in his trouser pocket."
When she looked at Wei Yanzhen again, a cunning gleam flashed in her eyes, and the man smiled helplessly.
He just took out a handful of candy and handed it to Luo Xiaojun.
Seeing this, Luo Yisen immediately asked Luo Xiaojun to express his gratitude.
"I'm sorry, this kid is a greedy kid."
"By the way, Deng Xizhi returned safely, and I haven't had time to congratulate you yet."
Deng Zhilan waved her hand, indicating that she didn't mind, and asked Luo Yisen:
"What's going on in the model opera?"
When talking about this, Luo Yisen smiled and was very happy to explain it to Deng Zhilan:
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