The second part of "Zhizhen Says" 27| where is the big girl singing the big drama? Little sir of the provincial township division!

□ Spring Steps

Chapter II The Kashikawa Universal Convention

"Grandpa, I'm going to sell you, will you?"

Liu Jinglin's short hair flicked and she listened quietly in her ear, as if she could hear whose voice it was. She leaned over the door and asked, 'Is that you?' Hurriedly removed the big wooden stick and pulled open the latch. As soon as the door creaked open, the white snow reflected the white shadow, and it was Cao Yongtao, who was covered in snow, rolling in. He wore a single coat, and the black flannel hat he usually wore became white. In the snow shadow his eyes shone with a deep, sharp, pitch-black light. Liu Jinglin didn't ask anything, pushed him to his bed, covered him with a quilt, and before he could turn around and close the door, several men dressed in black with pistols followed closely behind him. They shouted, tore off Cao Yongtao's hat, grabbed his thick hair, and viciously said to the female students in the room: "We are ordered to arrest the Communists!" It's none of your business! All honestly. ”

"Communists? Could he be a communist? My mind was clouded.

"My heart was beating so hard that I only heard Cao Yongtao ask his captors in a loud voice, word by word: 'What evidence do you have for arresting me?' Liu Jinglin also hurried forward, holding the door frames on both sides with both hands, nailing them to the door like a cross, and asking them: 'You arrest people at will, what evidence do you have?' Liu Jinglin's bare feet stepped on the door pillow, and her short hair trembled.

"'You little girl can't handle it!' Go away! Two men dressed in black took Cao Yongtao's arms and pulled them out hard, knocking Liu Jinglin down in the snow.

"Cao Yongtao seemed very calm, and when he was about to leave, he looked back at me and said in a very heavy tone: 'Don't worry, they have caught me, and they have to send me back!'" I was like a fool, I couldn't say anything, and when I saw that he was wearing only a shirt and a pair of pants, I grabbed my quilt and ran over to him, trying to put it on him, while the two men in black threw the quilt hard into the snow. I looked at Cao Yongtao's back as he was pushed and shoved, and I couldn't control it, and I cried out loudly. When I cried, there were sobs in the whole girls' dormitory. Someone asked Liu Jinglin to report to the principal and the director of discipline. Liu Jinglin patted the snow and mud on her body, and the big sister comforted everyone and said: "Students go to sleep first, and when it is dawn, we will go to the school to negotiate." After waiting for a while, she walked over to my bed and asked, 'See my socks?' Just now I was angry and anxious, the socks did not care to wear, and now I feel that my feet are frozen like a cat bite, but the socks can't be found, do you see? I handed the wool socks to Liu Jinglin..."

Since then, in the provincial township division has never seen Cao Yongtao again, who expected that in the first ten days of the big drama on the bank of the Huan River, Cao Yongtao suddenly came to Zhizhen, still with that thick black hair, grinning at her naughtily, which made Niu Lanzhi overjoyed.

There was no time to ask Cao Yongtao about his arrest, so he was busy stereotyping leaflets.

The leaflets are green and green, and Cao Yongtao's writing is "the country is in trouble, and it is not a slave to the country", "resist the Wokou", and "protect the hometown".

On the day of the Zhizhen big market, Niu Lanzhi and Niu Lanzhu held leaflets to distribute, and the people who rushed to the market were robbed. Those who grab their hands are tucked into their pockets. What they rarely do is paper, not the words on the leaflets, the appearance of home hinges, or the paste of the fuku shed.

Holding a stack of leaflets, Niu Lanzhi came to the medicine shop of my grandfather Gongye Xiangren with some grievances, and my grandfather held a thick brush and was about to write big characters on the case. Niu Lanzhi said his confusion.

My grandfather glanced at the leaflet: "The words are too literary, and many people in our town can't understand it." You've got to figure out a way. ”

He put the tip of the pen in his mouth, opened it, dipped it in ink, and said, "Girl, I don't want the rabbit to beat the wolf, I have to be fierce." For example, if you grandpa I'm going to sell you, would you? ”

Niu Lanzhi knew that Gan Ye was joking, so he said, "Gan Ye is not willing to do it." ”

Gongye Xiangren said, "This time I am willing to give up, I have thought well." ”

Niu Lanzhi giggled, "Grandpa Gan's heart is the softest." You sold me, the gold noodles were fished out of the pot, who ate it? ”

My grandfather said, "Not a joke. Girl, you see—" I saw my grandfather standing up straight, his toes apart, his lower abdomen tightened, his chest up, and he took a deep breath. Then, with his mouth closed, he slowly spat out that breath into his nostrils. The little old man who was still talking and laughing just now, his gray hair was straight up, his eyes were wide open, staring at the white rice paper, the brush was fully dipped in the big brick platform, and Niu Lanzhi felt that the ink was poked into the paper.

Niu Lanzhi looked at it, and my grandfather's pipe of large pens was:

"Big-Girl-Girl"

She didn't understand what Gan Ye meant. My grandfather dipped in thick ink again and wrote:

"Acting-Big-Drama"

Write it, put the pen down, and say, "Stick it on the wall." ”

Niu Lanzhi saw that the little old man holding the pen was sweating profusely, and the white cloth gown on the back of his spine was also wet. My little old man grandpa hung on his face full of frost, and two cold rays of light shot out of his eyes.

Zhizhen people used to act, mostly men on stage, big girls acting, in Zhizhen it was the first time in the world. Niu Lanzhi's face suddenly turned red.

My grandfather said: "In the past, acting, there was a jargon, the outside practice of the bones, the internal practice of a breath." Whatever you do has to be a breath, and the gas can not be vented. The famous association of Pu Liuxian of Zichuan: "Those who have lofty ideals, things will be accomplished, the cauldron will be destroyed, and the hundred and two Qin Guans will eventually belong to Chu; the bitter hearted people, the heavens will not bear the burden, the wages will taste the guts, and the three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu." I often meditate, and this pair of celebrities reminds us to have a backbone and a domineering spirit! Pu Songling word to stay immortal, keep the immortal, what is the immortal? It's anger, it's anger. ”

Again, I wrote:

"Where's the big girl?" Little sir of the provincial township division! "That big exclamation point is like a date stick that hasn't burned through.

Niu Lanzhi's face became even redder.

At this time, Niu Erxiu came in, looked at it, and shouted repeatedly: "It works, this is good." Dear family, this writing of yours has woken me up. ”

Niu Erxiucai trotted to the antique shop at the south end of Dawanya, banging on the black paint door and shouting:

"Yuan Datou, Yuan Datou."

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