Chapter 32 Do you want to try it?
Shen Xiaoyue and Hu Qingqing burst into laughter as soon as they went out and began to reflect on themselves.
"I think I didn't perform well just now. My words were not harsh enough. I could have been harsher."
Hu Qingqing was pleased: "Then I think I played pretty well. I get fed up with Li Zhiqing's mouth. He just keeps talking nonsense and thinks what he says makes sense."
Shen Xiaoyue nodded pretentiously: "Comrade Hu Qingqing is indeed talented, I must learn from her."
Hu Qingqing sighed and said arrogantly, "Comrade Shen Xiaoyue, talent cannot be learned."
…
As the sun sets, the afterglow is like a soft golden velvet blanket, gently covering every corner of Dahe Village.
The mountains in the distance were dyed golden, wisps of smoke rose from every household, and the trees were also coated with a layer of gold by the setting sun, with the leaves rustling.
As night falls, Dahe Village, which usually should become quiet, becomes more and more lively at this moment.
Every household was busy preparing food for the movie later, and from time to time there were voices calling friends to join them.
"Ping An, are you going now?"
Wu Qingyun had some snacks such as melon seeds, dried fruits, and dried sweet potatoes in his hand. Seeing that Lu Ping'an had been packing them up long ago, he shouted towards the room.
"Why is Ping An so slow today?"
Lu Jun muttered a few words.
Wu Qingyun rolled his eyes at him and said, "What can I do? I'm just thinking about love. Isn't it more interesting to watch it with the educated youth than with two big idiots like you?"
Lu Jun scratched his head. In his eyes, his brother was still like a child. For a moment, he really couldn't remember that he was old enough to have a partner.
He is still an educated youth, but isn’t mother worried about Ping An finding an educated youth?
"Grandma, who is Sichun?"
Lu Yong's daughter Lu Sixia looked up at Wu Qingyun, blinking her big black eyes, looking very curious.
Her name is Sixia, her cousin is Siyu, and who is Sichun? She has never heard of her.
It’s a pity that Brother Siyu and Aunt Siyu went back to visit their parents these days, otherwise I could have asked him.
Wu Qingyun paused, almost forgetting that there was a little one here, and said a few nonsense words.
Lu Ping'an responded in a hoarse voice: "Mom, you and the eldest and second brothers go first, I'll talk later."
When Wu Qingyun heard this, he squatted down, leaned close to Xiao Sixia's ear, and whispered, "Go, go and see what your uncle is doing now."
Seeing her grandmother looking mysterious, Xiao Sixia crouched down, tiptoed, and walked towards her uncle's room.
He would look back from time to time, and after receiving his grandmother's encouraging look, he would move forward with confidence.
The door of Lu Ping'an's room was not closed. He was humming a tune and trying on a new Dacron jacket. He also took some vanishing cream from his mother's desk and smeared it on his face.
Seeing this, Xiao Sixia immediately opened her voice and yelled: "Nana, uncle is showing off..."
Lu Ping'an was so scared that he shook his hair. He took two or three steps out of the door, picked up Xiao Sixia and held her under his armpits, covering her mouth: "What are you talking about?"
Little Sixia waved her hands and feet in the air and made a few "humming" sounds, signaling her grandmother to come and save her.
"Alright, alright, you're so conceited that you can't let anyone say anything. Put it down now. You're an adult and you're still bullying your own niece."
"That's right."
Lu Sixia made a face and hid behind Wu Qingyun.
"Let's go, let's go. People like us shouldn't get in the way of Ping An."
"We are leaving now. Leave the food on the table. Don't leave empty-handed."
Wu Qingyun gave a few instructions and went out with the others.
…
"Old Xia, you're here."
As soon as the film projectionist Lao Xia arrived, he was warmly welcomed. Before the film started, the small table next to him was filled with snacks sent by the villagers.
Old Xia was in high spirits. He put down the carrying pole in his hand, dug two holes in the ground, inserted bamboo poles, set up a large screen, then tested the machine, rewound the film, and played music.
As the picture appeared on the screen, cheers from the children below were heard.
"Xiaoyue, have you seen Comrade Lu?"
Shen Xiaoyue looked around and answered absentmindedly, "Not yet."
Suddenly her eyes lit up, and she turned to Hu Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, I saw him. I'll go over first."
Hu Qingqing didn't want to take her eyes off the screen for even a second. She held the melon seeds in one hand and waved with the other: "Go ahead, go ahead."
The square was dark and crowded with people, with only a faint light coming from near the screen.
Shen Xiaoyue bent over and moved to Lu Ping'an's side, grabbing his sleeve: "Lu Ping'an, why did you come just now?"
Her tone was soft and delicate, with a hint of anger and complaint, but somehow, this complaint sounded more like she was acting coquettishly.
Lu Ping'an's heart moved slightly.
He slowly turned his head and coughed lightly, trying to hide his unnatural expression. His fair ears were slightly flushed, and he shook the lard in his hand, "I was delayed by something just now."
Shen Xiaoyue snorted softly, obviously not believing what he said, “I was afraid you wouldn’t come.”
Lu Pingan said stubbornly: “No way, I want to watch a movie too.”
Shen Xiaoyue moved closer and pretended to hold his hand casually.
Lu Ping'an's body stiffened, his heart skipped a beat, and a burst of heat rose to the tips of his ears, but he did not struggle.
Seeing this, Shen Xiaoyue became bolder. She clasped the pair of large hands with distinct knuckles with her thumbs, and carefully inserted her fingertips into the gaps between the other's fingers little by little until their ten fingers were tightly clasped.
Lu Ping'an's brain seemed to be filled with paste, he couldn't think, and could only move along with Shen Xiaoyue's movements.
She pulled Lu Ping'an to the corner. Everyone was staring at the screen intently, and no one noticed that two people were missing from the crowd.
The corner was hidden, but the light coming through the edge was enough to illuminate the two people standing face to face.
Only then did Lu Ping'an see clearly that Shen Xiaoyue was wearing the dress he bought, and his heart suddenly swelled, as if it was filled with something.
The aqua green skirt makes her skin look even more delicate and white. The moonlight covers the girl's fair face, making her like an elf that has fallen into the mortal world.
It was just as beautiful as he had imagined.
Shen Xiaoyue turned around, her eyes shining, and looked up and asked, “Lu Pingan, does it look good?”
Lu Pingan hummed.
He lowered his head to meet her gaze and said in a hoarse voice: "It looks good."
Shen Xiaoyue raised their clasped hands again and showed her nails painted yesterday: "Do they look good?"
Lu Ping'an looked at the mud-like color on her nails in silence. Although he couldn't understand it, he still responded against his will: "It looks good too."
Shen Xiaoyue immediately smiled and continued to ask: "Then do you want to try it?"
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