089: I'll just beat you up for talking
Why should she be nervous? In her previous life, she had performed in halls with thousands of people more than once, and the performances were broadcast live and recorded, and she had never been nervous. How could she be nervous performing a few trivial shows in front of two or three hundred people?
But in order to maintain her image as a country girl who has never seen the world, she can only pretend to be nervous.
Jia Song also thought that Yu Xiaoye should be nervous, and advised earnestly:
"Don't be nervous, just act freely, pretend the person in front of you doesn't exist, just act your own part!" But don't forget your lines when you get nervous!
Today, Yu Xiaoye is definitely the protagonist.
There are five programs in total, and Yu Xiaoye performs in three of them!
If she fails at the last minute, the performance will be ruined, and no matter how wonderful the other two programs, the yangko and Peking opera, are, they will not be able to save the situation.
Because the performance will be this afternoon, the other people participating in the performance don’t have to work all day. After breakfast, they will gather here.
Several other women from the yangko team came over and saw Yu Xiaoye wearing new clothes. They all praised her and kept praising the girl for her beauty.
"Look at our little wild daughter, she's wearing new clothes, just like she's from the city!"
"Yeah, how energetic!"
Sai Jinhua was particularly proud:
"Little wild girl, if you recognize me as your godmother, I will give you this dress. How about calling me godmother quickly!"
Yu Xiaoye glanced at Xu Ying.
Xu Ying smiled awkwardly:
"How could this child be so lucky to have you as his godmother?"
"Who says there's no luck? I think our Xiaoye is a lucky girl!"
“Hehe, hehehe——”
Xu Ying played it dumb and fooled the whole thing. She didn't want her daughter to recognize Sai Jinhua as her godmother. The main reason was that Xu Ying was still concerned about Sai Jinhua's background.
There is nothing wrong with interacting with Sai Jinhua on a daily basis, but recognizing her as a godmother is no joke.
Sai Jinhua probably guessed what Xu Ying meant and did not force it. However, the more Sai Jinhua looked at the little wild girl, the more she liked her and the more she admired her.
Yu Xiaoye said:
"Mom, Aunt Jinhua, Aunt Wang, Aunt Sun, Aunt Liu, let's go outside for a formal rehearsal. Don't be nervous during the performance this afternoon. If you get nervous and forget your steps, just look at the others and ask them to accommodate you, okay?"
Sai Jinhua Road:
"No problem, I won't forget it anyway!"
"That's good. Then I'll just look after Aunt Jinhua."
The others nodded. Those women who usually looked down on Sai Jinhua were now willing to regard Sai Jinhua as the backbone in order to make the performance a success.
The yangko troupe is ready, and the Peking Opera master Hong Cheng is also here.
Hong Cheng is probably in his forties. Coming from a Peking Opera family, he has the aura of a master, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and an imposing demeanor.
Especially today, he specially wore a gray Zhongshan suit and a pair of black leather shoes. This is a typical cadre uniform. He would not wear it when working in the fields, but only when there are activities or when he is going out.
As soon as he put on the cadre uniform, his elegant demeanor immediately emerged, and the five women couldn't take their eyes off him.
Yu Xiaoye and Jia Song couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Jia Song looked at the energetic appearance of these people and was very satisfied!
Unexpectedly, the makeshift team he put together on the spur of the moment turned out to be quite good!
Jia Song suddenly became more confident.
After everyone else went to work, they rehearsed the yangko dance outside.
The yangge dance was particularly festive, making the women and children who gathered around to watch the fun laugh so hard that they fell over in laughter.
While twisting their body, they actively interacted with the audience (a group of women and children).
Judging from the enthusiastic performance of these women and children, the effect is quite good.
However, the children of three of the women (Widow Wang, Aunt Sun, and Aunt Liu) seemed a little embarrassed when they saw their mothers twisting and turning. They didn't dare to come forward to look, as if they were afraid that other children would laugh at them.
But there were still many children who finished watching the Yangge and ran over to tell these children:
"Look, your mother is dancing there!"
"Oh, your mother is really good at twisting. How can she twist so well? Can you twist too? Why don't you try to twist one for me to see?"
Although these words did not mean any harm, they still sounded very harsh to the children, as if their mother had done something shameful.
Among them, Widow Wang's eldest son was a little angry and defended his mother:
"My mother doesn't want to twist the body. She twists the body just to earn us a grilled fish and have half a day off from working in the fields so she can go home and do needlework. That's why she twists the body. You know shit!"
"You're talking nonsense. Your mom just wants to do it. My mom said your mom is a widow and she does it just to hook up with men."
"Get lost, my mom is not like that!"
"That's right, your mother is!"
"If you dare say that again, I'm going to beat you up!"
"Come on, come and beat me up, and see if my dad doesn't break your legs, lululu..."
"Bang——" a punch.
"Ah - damn it, Qin Xiaochuan, you really dare to hit me!"
"I'm just going to spank you for talking too much, you deserve it!"
"You even dare to hit me, I will kill you, ah - don't hit the head, ah - someone come quickly, someone is going to kill someone, someone is going to kill someone, Qin Xiaochuan is going to kill someone, come and save me, Dad, Mom, Sister!"
The two children soon wrestled together and rolled into a dough stick.
As soon as the yangge dance was over, someone shouted to Widow Wang:
"Widow Wang, your son is fighting with someone. Go and have a look. They're fighting fiercely and we can't pull them apart. Go and have a look before they get hurt!"
When Widow Wang heard this, she was really afraid that someone would beat her up and she would have to pay for medical expenses and nutrition expenses, so she hurried over to stop the fight.
After much effort, beating and scolding,
Pulling her son away, Widow Wang angrily slapped her son hard on the back:
"You bastard, why did you want to fight with others? What if you hurt someone? Will you pay for it?"
Qin Xiaochuan was furious. He pointed at the boy who was beaten and had a nosebleed, and said viciously:
"Fuck you, I'll beat you to death next time!"
"Wuwuwu, wuwuwu, I'm going to go home and tell my dad and my mom, and I'm going to beat you to death first - Wuwuwu -"
The boy covered his bleeding nose and ran away crying.
After the boy left, Widow Wang helped her son up and, while vigorously brushing the dust off his body, took the opportunity to vent her anger:
"You idiot, why are you fighting? Are you bored and bored? Go chop wood and fetch water instead. Stop wasting your energy! Look, there's another hole in your clothes. Can you please give me some peace of mind and go home to work?"
Qin Xiaochuan was scolded, but he didn't say why he hit someone. He swallowed his anger silently and went home alone.
This is just a small interlude before the performance.
Widow Wang sent her son away and devoted herself to dancing the yangge again.
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