Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Their friendship will last forever...
In early spring, the countryside is bustling with activity.
Donghe Village is famous for its rice, and also sells rice field fish and rice field crabs.
In the fields, the villagers were working hard to plant rice in their respective plots of land.
They were dressed simply and wore straw hats. They held seedlings in their hands and planted them in the paddy fields. Their movements were as smooth and natural as flowing water.
Occasionally they would look up and see a tractor driver plowing the soil not far away. The plow slowly and effortlessly softened the soil until it was soft enough for transplanting rice, eliminating the need for manual labor such as hoeing.
"Wow, that's fast. If there were another ten acres, we could finish plowing them today."
"Captain Jin said yesterday that we won't need to irrigate under the scorching sun in the summer. She bought a water tank and a sprayer. The tractor can deliver water to the crops and apply pesticides. Maybe this year will be a good harvest."
"We're living a comfortable life. No wonder we're willing to save money to buy a tractor. It's a real workhorse. I understand why the manual labor required for a tractor is so high. It's really hard work."
The people who were planting rice in the fields set their eyes on the tractors not far away. Three tractors were working next to each other. Two of the tractor drivers were wearing exactly the same work clothes, and both were women.
This scene is rarely seen in other villages, but it is very natural in Donghe Village.
Everyone watched them driving tractors back and forth in the fields. It was fresh at first, but after a while, they got used to it.
Recently, the whole village is busy with spring plowing.
It was half past five in the morning, and Qingmei and Zhao Xiaoxing went to the fields to work together.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the two men who had worked all morning were replaced on the tractor.
Xiaoyan was riding a bicycle that she had just learned to ride, with a wicker bamboo basket tied to the back seat.
When they arrived, she spread the plastic sheet under the tree, placed eggs and pancakes on it as a snack for them, and added a pot of warm water.
Qingmei had been working energetically since early morning, and she didn't seem tired, just a little bored. It would be nice to have a radio in the tractor and play some music.
She leaned against a tree, enjoying the spring breeze and biting a pancake. Xiaoyan saw that she was busy, so she helped her peel eggs.
Zhao Xiaoxing came over a step later than Qingmei. Seeing her smug look, she laughed and said, "Look at you now, you're just like a stinky old man working in the fields with a young wife bringing him food."
Xiaoyan handed the egg to Qingmei. Qingmei took a bite of it, then looked up and muttered to Zhao Xiaoxing, "You're just like a stinky old man who's good at nothing. You're here so late and the pancakes are already cold."
Xiaoyan almost became a child bride, but after being influenced by Zhao Xiaoxing, she changed her life goal from narrowly marrying into another family to becoming a self-reliant and independent woman.
Xiaoyan whispered, "I'm happy to deliver food to Sister Xiaomei, but I'm not happy to deliver it to others."
Zhao Xiaoxing pinched her face and said, "Are you not happy about giving it to me?"
Xiaoyan smiled and said, "I'm happy to do that too."
Qingmei looked at Xiaoyan and suddenly said, "You seem to have grown some flesh on your face."
She was fished out of the river before. She had a heart disease and her family was not nice to her, so her cheeks were sunken. Today, her face seems to be a little rosier and there is less sadness between her brows.
Xiaoyan said sheepishly, "I eat the most in the family."
Qingmei thought that she was only eighteen years old, and that was according to her lunar age. In Qingmei's original era, this was definitely an adolescent girl, in the period of growth, so it was normal for her to eat more.
"Our family doesn't need you. No matter how much you eat, it won't be as much as Xing'er eats." Qingmei said with a smile.
Zhao Xiaoxing immediately understood Qingmei's meaning and sat on the plastic sheet, saying, "I eat a lot because it's healthy and suits the appetite of working people."
Xiaoyan pursed her lips and smiled, "Then we all need to be healthy."
Qingmei finished her snack nearby, and Xiaoyan showed her the calligraphy she had practiced at home. Qingmei checked her homework and quickly answered Xiaoyan's questions.
Xiaoyan wanted to help others make clothes at home to earn money, but Qingmei asked her to put study first, learn all the lessons taught by the night school teacher, and lay a solid cultural foundation.
Even if Xiaoyan wanted to make clothes again, she listened to Qingmei and studied peacefully.
The literacy class she attended was equivalent to first or second grade, and the content was taught almost verbatim from the textbook. Qingmei made sure that she and Zhao Xiaoxing mastered this knowledge.
In less than two years, the college entrance examination will have to start all over again. Qingmei hopes that they can seize the opportunity of the college entrance examination. Even if they fail in the first year, they can still take the exam for two more years.
In the 1970s and 1980s, the value of a college diploma was far beyond imagination. Its importance could completely change a person's life, so Qingmei must help them seize the opportunities of the times.
After finishing her snack, Xiaoyan rode her bike back home and came back to deliver lunch at 1 p.m.
During the spring plowing season, tractors work non-stop from morning to night, almost fourteen or fifteen hours.
After working so hard for a few days, her skin, as white as porcelain, became even whiter with sweat.
Zhao Xiaoxing, who drove the tractor with him, was fully armed with a straw hat, a gauze scarf, and a mask, but her skin still became dark.
Only then did she understand what her night school teacher meant by the idiom "natural beauty." She couldn't get a tan, wasn't she?
They were relatively well off in the tractor, but in Dawang County, near the coast, the ultraviolet rays were high and the wind was strong, and the men, women, and children planting rice in the fields all became several shades darker. Their complexions, which had been nurtured by the winter, were instantly transformed back to pre-liberation skin.
"This village is so rich that it even has three new tractors." Xiao Jin sat in the passenger seat, holding a map in his hand and giving Bao Mi directions.
Bao Mi drove a jeep to go out to do some business, and when he came here, he brought the furniture factory's design drawings to Qingmei.
"Okay, don't tell me the way. I know the way."
Bao Mi parked the car near the ridge of a field. Seeing a tractor slowly approaching from the distance, he excitedly said, "A female tractor driver! It's my sister-in-law. It must be my sister-in-law driving it."
Xiao Jin didn't know that Qingmei had passed the exam to be a tractor driver. He stared at her carefully with wide eyes. Qingmei was driving the tractor to plow the land with ease.
She was wearing white gloves, a gray work suit, and a white towel around her neck.
When the tractor turned around, she saw a military jeep coming. When it drove to the end of the field, she said hello to the person on shift and jumped off the tractor.
Many people working in the fields also looked over. When they saw the car with military license plates, they knew without a doubt that they were here to look for Qingmei.
"Baozi, Xiaojin, you're here." They helped Qingmei build the house. Qingmei welcomed them, saying, "Come over and have some cold tea under the tree."
Bao Mi waved her hand. She knew the chief was dating her, but they didn't have a marriage certificate. She only dared to call her sister-in-law behind her back: "No, Comrade Qingmei, we still have things to do. I'll give you the furniture catalog that the chief mentioned. Take a look and see what style you like. Just call me later and let me know."
Xiao Jin said nearby, "The styles inside are all new. There are even special counters for our factory in the People's Department Stores in Beijing and Shanghai. These furniture are in high demand."
Because the products were manufactured by military personnel, the primary priority was internal distribution within the military, with profit coming second. This was the main reason for the supply shortage: the military didn't expect to make money, so any surplus was distributed to the public and any surplus was not sold.
Qingmei flipped through the thick booklet and said happily, "It's really nice. I'll have to choose carefully. But it will cost a lot of industrial tickets, right?"
Bao Mi said, "The chief said that he hasn't spent any of the industrial vouchers he issued over the years, so there's more than enough. You just pick the furniture, and he'll leave the rest to you."
Seeing Bao Mi's attentiveness, Xiao Jin smiled secretly on the side.
"Then I thank you for your trouble in bringing it here." Qingmei thought for a moment and said, "Don't you still have work to do? It's already noon, and it's just the right time for your family to send you food. Can you just have a bite before you leave?"
Bao Mi thought that the meals delivered to his home were all in fixed quantities, and he certainly couldn't predict the future. He didn't want his future sister-in-law to work while hungry. The leader would definitely be angry if he knew.
He pulled Xiao Jin towards the jeep and refused, "We have food in the car. No need. We're leaving."
Qingmei had no choice but to run under the tree, grab the eggs that Xiaoyan had given her, and stuff them into their hands.
Bao Mi couldn't refuse, and finally drove away.
Xiao Jin was peeling eggs in the passenger seat and said heartlessly, "There's no food in the car. I'm starving."
Bao Mi saw him accept his sister-in-law's eggs and said angrily, "Eat it, you starving ghost, you have no sense at all!"
Xiao Jin peeled the egg and stuffed the first one into Bao Mi's mouth: "My mother said that people who are often angry have bad kidneys."
Bao Mi: "...Thank you."
After watching them leave, Qingmei looked at her watch and saw that it was time for a break.
The watch on her wrist belonged to Zhao Wuhe, who had lent it to her to tell the time while she was working. She was originally going to give it to her, but Qingmei refused to take it, so Zhao Wuhe, thinking she would have her son give it to her later, gave up.
The furniture catalog that Qingmei was holding attracted the attention of many aunts.
Everyone knew that she had not bought any furniture at home yet, so they all wanted to see which carpenter she would hire. They never thought that she would just buy ready-made furniture.
"This must cost a lot of money." Mrs. Fang and several aunts stood by the tree, bending over to watch Qingmei flipping through the booklet page by page. When they came across a style they liked, they chattered about it.
Zhao Xiaoxing sat next to Qingmei, her neck resting on Qingmei's shoulder as if it had no bones.
She thought she was stronger than Qingmei and could work better than Qingmei, but she didn't know that Qingmei worked so hard and was full of energy.
"Wardrobe, dressing table, cupboard, desk, bookshelf..." Zhao Xiaoxing followed along and saw Qingmei turn to the page about bedding. She excitedly said, "Wait, let me see."
Qingmei is afraid of the cold, so there is a kang in the house, which was built with the help of Brother Wang Yang.
Mrs. Fang bent down and pointed at a style and said, "I think this one is simple and elegant, very good."
Mrs. Wu, who was standing next to her, squatted down and pointed at another style and said, "This is so nice. It has patterns on it. It's so beautiful."
Before Zhao Xiaoxing could say anything, Xiaoyan timidly pointed to a style and said, "This one is very fashionable."
Zhao Xiaoxing was originally a soft-hearted person, but now she didn't know what style she wanted, and finally set her sights on Qingmei.
Qingmei took a pen and wrote down the numbers, comparing the three styles. She said, "Sister Fang's is nice, but it's too big. It's only 1.8 meters long, so it's not suitable for you. Sister Wu's crib is only 1.2 meters long, which is also not suitable. I think the one Xiaoyan mentioned is good. It's 1.5 meters long, spacious enough to sleep in without taking up too much space. The style is really fashionable, and it won't look out of style no matter how many years you sleep in it."
Zhao Xiaoxing also looked at it carefully, and finally said, "This is it."
They gathered together to pick furniture. Qingmei didn't know much about wood, but her sisters-in-law knew a lot.
Aunt Wu, whose ancestors were carpenters, was forthright. She told Qingmei, "Willow deforms easily, elm has many scars, birch breaks easily due to moisture, and camphor is rot-resistant and insect-resistant, and has a strong smell. After comparing them, I think Pinus sylvestris var. mongolica is the best; it has a nice color, texture, and high hardness."
Qingmei knew nothing about this, and the aunts all agreed, so she ordered a set of Chinese larch wood.
They gathered under a tree and chatted when a motorcycle came over from a distance.
The people sitting in the car were none other than Chen Lili and Qin Shanshan.
The person who borrowed the motorcycle was their male colleague, Zhao Hongwei.
He kept turning back to ask Qin Shanshan, "What did you tell her father? If he knew I came with you, he would definitely punish me."
The main thing is that this is not a glorious thing. I heard that he came all the way here to teach a country widow a lesson. It would be embarrassing to tell others about it.
Qin Shanshan said, "What's there to clean up? Lili told her dad she was going to the countryside with her colleagues from the theater to give a performance. Her dad never cares about her performances."
Chen Lili sat in the truck bed, smoothing his wind-torn hair and saying absentmindedly, "...Why hasn't it arrived yet?"
Qin Shanshan sat behind Zhao Hongwei, with a handbag between them.
She squinted her eyes and looked down at the sun. She saw the farmland and said to Chen Lili, "That's over there. Look, they're all mud-legged people."
Chen Lili frowned and said, "Don't say that. It's not good if others hear it."
Zhao Hongwei said in front: "Captain Gu, this is wrong. How can he find a partner here? His hometown is here."
Chen Lili didn't say anything. Qin Shanshan said, "Just ride your bike. Look around and be careful not to fall into the ditch."
Chen Lili didn't care what they were saying, his eyes were always on the women in the fields.
I heard that she is very beautiful, she should be able to recognize her at a glance.
But when they rode their bikes to the edge of the field and all three of them got off, they didn't notice any particularly eye-catching female comrades among the farmers.
Just then, someone passed by them and looked at the three of them in confusion.
She's young, dressed fashionably, and isn't carrying anything, so she's probably not visiting relatives. What's she doing here?
"Excuse me, is there a famous widow here?"
The person they were asking was none other than Brother Fang.
Brother Fang tilted his head, feeling that this was a bit off. Although his first thought was about someone, he still said coldly, "There are no famous widows here."
Brother Fang glanced at the three of them and walked past.
A few more people came behind and ignored what was said.
Until they saw an old man leading a donkey over, Qin Shanshan ran over and asked, "Grandpa, is there a famous widow here? Mei?"
Uncle Guo took a puff of his pipe and blew it into her face.
Qin Shanshan's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
Uncle Guo said, "Looking for a widow? Why don't you look in the mirror and find her?"
After saying that, the old donkey let out a "Hmm~Hmm~" sound and turned around again.
Zhao Hongwei quickly pulled Qin Shanshan over to help her avoid the old donkey's kick.
Uncle Guo didn't linger. He snorted twice and said, "Old friend, let's go."
The old donkey walked away with a "thump thump" sound, leaving the three people in a mess.
"What a shabby place this is!" Qin Shanshan couldn't help but say, "Why are all of them so unhappy? They say that poor and remote places breed unruly people, and I think that's absolutely true."
Chen Lili disagreed with her talking about the working people behind their backs. After a moment's thought, he said, "Perhaps we didn't express ourselves well enough. Why don't we just say we're looking for 'Qingmei Comrade'? Perhaps the more difficult the countryside, the more sensitive they are to 'widows.'"
"I think you're wrong. Talking about poverty and hardship is wrong."
Zhao Hongwei pointed to a tractor diligently plowing the fields in the distance and said, "You city girls don't know this, but it's not something you'd find in ordinary villages. I've performed at a machinery factory before, and they showed me the latest tractor equipment. This one looks really expensive. It can be used for multiple purposes."
"Isn't it just a broken tractor? What's so great about it?" Qin Shanshan took Chen Lili's arm and planned to go with her to a crowded place in the field to ask.
At this moment, a van came down the cement road, with a piece of paper with the words "Dazhong Daily Reporting Vehicle Pass" written on it horizontally on the front windshield.
They circled the fields and headed towards the Donghe Village Brigade Headquarters.
Chen Lili and the others just thought they were passing by.
Chen Lili continued walking forward and suddenly said, "Could it be her?"
It’s no wonder that she recognized him at first sight. Qingmei, who was driving the tractor, was sitting very high up and was very conspicuous. Compared with the large tractor, her petite figure was in stark contrast.
"This woman is actually driving a tractor!" Qin Shanshan muttered, looking like she had never seen the world before. "Is there no man in the family?"
Mrs. Wu, who was walking by carrying a hoe, looked over in surprise and muttered, "You're so feudal-minded at such a young age! Women hold up half the sky. We rural women all know that. Why are you city girls still talking about men all the time? Don't schools teach you something better?"
A newly married woman following behind her was not used to the two of them being so voluptuous and dressed up, so she said in a gloomy tone, "What are you teaching? Burn them all."
Qin Shanshan looked down on country women and couldn't stand being bullied by them, so she wanted to go over and argue with them.
"Don't cause trouble." Zhao Hongwei reminded.
Qin Shanshan stopped and thought that Chen Lili didn't want to cause trouble, so she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
Chen Lili stared at Qingmei, who was getting closer and closer, without moving her eyes. The closer Qingmei got, the heavier her heart became.
Qingmei's natural beauty was indeed rare. Sitting in the tractor's driver's seat, he had no idea what her figure looked like, but just by looking at her face, Chen Lili knew he had lost.
Chen Lili's appearance is graceful and elegant, with her nose and eyes modeled after the young Song Daili, a veteran dramatist. She is often praised as the "Little Daili."
But Qingmei is like a natural beauty. She doesn't look like anyone else. She is gorgeous but not vulgar, and has a unique charm.
Chen Lili stood there, not knowing what to do.
It was not until Qingmei suddenly stretched out her white gloves to greet her that Chen Lili waved back as if possessed by a mysterious force.
After putting her hand down, Chen Lili was speechless. She wasn't a friend from far away, so why did she seem to recognize her and even say hello?
The tractor came with a humming sound and turned around near the ridge of the field. Qingmei slowed down the tractor, leaned out of the window and said, "You guys are here? Wait a minute!"
Chen Lili was baffled. How did Qingmei know she was coming? Could it be that Gu Qingzhou had mentioned him to her beforehand?
Qin Shanshan also saw Qingmei greet her and said with a drooping lip, "Look at how cocky she is. Gu Qingzhou must have seen her photo of you and knew you were here to cause trouble. Don't you agree, Zhao Hongwei?"
"Ah? What did you say?" Zhao Hongwei shifted his gaze from the distant tractor and said absentmindedly, "To think there's such a dazzling pearl here! If the leaders of our drama troupe knew, they'd definitely do everything in their power to get her to join the troupe."
Qin Shanshan scolded, "You men are all the same. When you see a little beauty, you can't see anything else. What can she do in the theater? Can she read or act?"
Zhao Hongwei glanced at Chen Lili. If it weren't for Chen Lili, he wouldn't have agreed to borrow his bicycle to ride for two hours to find a widow.
He said impatiently, "I have to return the car this afternoon. If you want to talk to him, go ahead and talk, and then leave early. If not, we'll leave now."
Chen Lili originally planned to come over and take a look and leave, but she saw Qingmei, and Qingmei also saw her and even asked her to wait a moment.
When love rivals meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. Can I leave at this time?
Leaving means admitting defeat!
Qin Shanshan also added fuel to the fire, "Wait, why are you in such a hurry? You'll have to have the mutton hotpot tonight."
Qin Shanshan said it so readily, and it was Chen Lili who treated them all.
They waited for a while on the ridge of the field, and the tractor driven by Qingmei stopped to change drivers.
The sun was shining brightly today. Xiaoyan and Grandma delivered lunch together at noon and then basked in the warmth under the tree. Zhao Wuhe, who had nothing to do at home, also came over. There were some wild vegetables on the ridge of the field, good for feeding the chickens, and she had a pile of them in front of her that she was picking.
Qingmei jumped down from the high driver's seat, ran over to them and said, "Didn't Captain Jin mention last month that there would be a labor consolation performance? This time it might be a play!"
Zhao Wuhe often accompanied her grandmother to the theater to watch plays. She looked up and said, "Why are you asking this suddenly? I didn't see the notice on the bulletin board."
Qingmei patted her grandmother and asked her to look in the direction of her finger. She said excitedly, "Did you see the play performed by this female comrade last time, 'The Red Detachment of Women'? Do you remember it?"
Grandma’s eyesight was presbyopic and she couldn’t see clearly. She said to Zhao Wuhe, “You took me there. Look.”
Zhao Wuhe was a bit better than her grandmother. Her grandmother was farsighted due to presbyopia. She glanced over there and immediately said excitedly, "That's her! The one who plays Wu Qionghua. The woman next to her plays the little bald girl who came out of the brothel, and the man plays the company commander!"
Although she couldn't see clearly, grandma stood up respectfully and said repeatedly, "I'm here to express my condolences, I'm here to express my condolences."
The other villagers who were resting nearby were not as well off as Zhao Wuhe, who could take her grandmother to the theater to watch performances at any time. However, they had also seen "The Red Detachment of Women" and knew that the leading actress was coming. They didn't care that the movie version and the drama version were completely different, and they all started talking about it.
The children were even more excited, and they formed groups to go to the brigade headquarters. Among them was Xiaogang. He ran with everyone, cheering and shouting: "Edamame, edamame!"
Mrs. Fang always cooked edamame for him while they watched movies to stop him from chattering with others. This time, Xiao Gang thought he had edamame to eat and ran away faster than anyone else.
Zhao Xiaoxing also got off the tractor and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Why is everyone getting all commotion?"
Qingmei said, "Maybe the performers from the consolation performance arrived early."
Zhao Xiaoxing said, "Isn't it supposed to arrive in our village on April 20th? That's half a month early."
She looked over from a distance and said, "Why is there no big suitcase?"
The performers who were performing for the consolation performances always brought their equipment with them when they went to the countryside. Chen Lili and his two companions rode their scooters and brought nothing with them.
Qingmei couldn't figure it out either. Captain Jin was not there, so she planned to take them to the brigade headquarters.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have greeted Chen Lili and asked them to wait.
The villagers were reserved and were too embarrassed to speak to strangers, so Qingmei had no choice but to force herself.
Zhao Xiaoxing went with her, followed by Xiaoyan, her grandmother, and a group of villagers who were watching the fun.
On the small road leading to the flank brigade headquarters.
Secretary Wang, walking with the Dazhong Daily reporter, said, "We didn't expect Comrade Qingmei to become the county's first female tractor driver. Comrade Zhao Xiaoxing got on the tractor only half an hour later. Comrade Qingmei ranked first in the assessment, and Zhao Xiaoxing ranked fifth. Since you're interested in reporting on female tractor drivers, I suggest we feature them together."
"Oh, this is a bit sensitive," said the male reporter, a Shanghai native with a slight accent. "A lot of people want to be interviewed on their own and don't want to be interviewed with others. If you interview two people, they'll call our newspaper and complain."
Secretary Wang smiled and said, "Then you underestimate Comrade Qingmei."
"I didn't underestimate her. We learned about her thoroughly before we came here. A heroic woman, an advanced individual. How glorious."
The female reporter next to the male reporter was mainly responsible for taking pictures. She walked around the field with a camera hanging around her neck and noticed that the tractor driver had changed. "Hey, where's Comrade Qingmei?"
Secretary Wang saw Qingmei and a group of people across the ridge of the field.
They gathered around three strange and fashionable young comrades, talking about something in a buzzing voice.
Judging from Grandma Qingmei's condition, the old lady was still very excited and held one of the girls' hands tightly.
As they walked along the road, they heard Qin Shanshan refuse and say, "What performance? We are not here to perform!"
Qingmei supported her grandmother and felt that Qin Shanshan's words were not as reliable as Chen Lili's. Seeing that Chen Lili was wearing black leather shoes and military pants, he must be doing better than Qin Shanshan.
She then supported her grandmother and asked Chen Lili, "You didn't come here to offer condolences, so what are you doing here?"
Behind her, there were about fifteen or sixteen people, all craning their necks to look at the actors from the city. They chattered, "Yeah, so what are you doing here? Do you have relatives? Do you have friends? We've never heard of them."
Zhao Wuhe was among them, holding Xiaoyan's booklet and planning to have the actor sign it. She also raised her voice and asked, "Then what are you doing in our village?"
Chen Lili looked at the crowd and swallowed.
She really couldn't say it.
Qin Shanshan suddenly pulled her sleeve and said, "Oh no! There are reporters over there. How could there be reporters in such a remote place? Didn't they just leave?"
Chen Lili was most afraid that the matter would get out of hand and her father would find out. She lowered her voice and said, "What should I do?"
Zhao Hongwei hid far away for fear of getting into trouble.
Seeing their embarrassed expressions, Qingmei pursed her lips and thought, could it be that the young comrades wanted to do good deeds and express condolences, but felt embarrassed when they arrived in the village temporarily?
She stepped forward, patted Chen Lili's shoulder comfortingly, and said to her and her sister, "We understand your kindness. Please also understand the love our fellow villagers have for you. We are truly grateful that you actors are willing to come to the countryside to care for us ordinary people and give us a performance to comfort us. Don't worry about whether your performance is good or bad, we will accept it all."
Grandma added fuel to the fire: "Yes, we'll take them all!"
Chen Lili was even more embarrassed to speak.
The female reporter happened to walk nearby and saw Qingmei putting her arm around Chen Lili's shoulders with a bright smile on her face. She quickly raised her camera to take a picture.
Chen Lili suddenly panicked and turned around to leave, but Qingmei held her neck tightly and he couldn't move at all.
Qingmei's idea was very simple. She had been working for so many days and it was really too boring. She really wanted to be happy and wanted her fellow villagers to be happy too.
I finally met these three silly...silly but kind-hearted actors, I absolutely cannot let them get away!
Chen Lili forced a smile next to Qingmei and whispered, "We didn't bring any suitcases."
Qingmei pointed to the threshing ground and said, "We don't need any radio equipment. Our threshing ground is nestled against the mountains and has its own reverberation."
Others started to jeer, "We country people have good ears too."
Chen Lili added, "Even the three of us can't perform the whole show."
Qingmei said: "If we can't perform the whole show, we can just perform classic clips. Let me tell you, we love watching clips. We can't sit still if the plot is too long."
Others started to make noises, "Yeah, yeah, we have nails on our butts."
Qin Shanshan tried to pull Chen Lili over but failed. She never expected that Qingmei's little arms were so strong that they held Chen Lili tightly.
Chen Lili said tearfully, "We can't just perform a few clips."
Without waiting for the young people to force themselves to join in the fun, the educated youth who heard the news rushed over and said, "We have an accordion! If you want to sing, sing; if you want to dance, dance; if you want to sing Errenzhuan, sing Errenzhuan!"
Chen Lili, Qin Shanshan, and Zhao Hongwei: "..."
The male reporter standing in the back said to Secretary Wang, "I have a feeling this will be a truly unique performance. The troupe's actors have spontaneously gone to the countryside to offer their support, braving the harsh conditions and doing their best to bring spiritual joy to the farmers amidst their arduous farming work. Ah, what a beautiful scene."
The female reporter took many more photos. Unsatisfied, she said to Chen Lili and Qin Shanshan, "Come closer and smile. Yes, Comrade Zhao Xiaoxing, come here too. Let's take a photo together, four of you outstanding women."
The male reporter applauded non-stop, saying, "Great, really great! These are all leaders in their fields, sparking a new kind of friendship here on this black soil. These female comrades are brave enough to strive for the best in all walks of life and respect each other. Their friendship will surely last forever!"
Click.
The female reporter took a solo photo of Qingmei and Chen Lili. She felt certain this snapshot was spot-on, so she went back to the editor-in-chief and asked for permission to publish the photo on the front page of the newspaper.
Chen Lili was in a dilemma and had no choice but to say, "Well... just act... let's act."
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