Chapter 626 One starts to ruin a lifetime! (First more)

on site.

  In front of the face of a fat house collective idiot, the plot on stage continues.

   Facing the old man’s display, the passerby carefully looked at the puppet with wide-eyed eyes, and understood the gentleness that the old man treated his lover when he pulled the puppet just now.

  He couldn't help but exclaimed;

   "It's really a wonderful workmanship. If it weren't for Lao Zhang, I would have thought that there was a fairy daughter in this ruined temple."

  Under the stage, seeing the envious expressions of passers-by, a group of fat houses showed knowing smiles;

   "It's like the Yazi I saw the new figure of the big guy."

   "I have been offended."

   "Cry with anger! I really want to have such a figure!"

   "The shameless kid spied on other people's wives' hands, He, tui! Next!"

   "Fuck! Wait? This is Xiaoxiao, right? The makeup on my face is too heavy, so I can see that this is Xiaoxiao!"

  "The sand sculpture wakes up, the figure is a one-time consumption, and the little one is a bottomless pit, you can't afford it!"

   "Yes, the figure doesn’t know how to eat 14 king crabs for a meal. In contrast, the figure is more fragrant!”

  Hearing the grievances of a group of sand sculptures and fat houses off the stage, the expression on the stage was strained, An Xiaoxiao, who was dressed as a puppet, raised his eyebrows slightly.

   Seeing that the expression of the rebel beside him began to collapse, Li Shixin quickly continued the plot and controlled the scene.

  Faced with the praise of passers-by, the old man only smiled, and said nothing-in the ruined temple, only the crackling of the bonfire was left.

   But a gust of wind broke the silence in the temple.

  Following the call of a gust of wind, a large cluster of snow flakes hit the old and the young sitting opposite each other along the tattered temple door.

  Looking at the thin-clothed old man, he shuddered fiercely, curled the calf with only half of the trouser tube under him, and the passerby got up and leaned over.

  Faced with the stranger who shielded himself from the wind and snow, the old man smiled embarrassedly and expressed his gratitude.

  This is the first time he seriously raised his head to look at the stranger in front of him. Seeing the young and energetic face and the curious pair of eyes, the old man smiled.

   "The cold night is long, and the wind and snow do not know when it will fade. I am idle as I am idle. Why don't the young people play for you as the old?"

  This time, it's passers-by's turn to be grateful.

   "I have a solid wish, I dare not ask your ears!"

  As soon as the young man hit the ground, the old man shook his tattered clothes and staggered to his feet.

  As he picked up the silk thread of the puppet, all the lights on the first floor of the stage, except where Li Shixin was standing, dimmed.

   And under his feet, the second stage, which was originally shrouded in darkness, lit up.

   Seeing on the lower stage, the puppet with his arms hanging down his head, a red suit like a fire, and tears in the corners of his eyes, could not help but exclaim again in the fat house.

   At this moment, with Li Shixin on the stage pulling silk with both hands, the puppet Ji under the stage moved!

  "The dream returns to Yingbo, the chaos is all over the years.

  People set up a small courtyard, and the smoke is full of smoke.

  Throwing residual embroidery thread, the feelings of this spring are like last year..."

  With the poignant singing of the old man and the trembling silk thread, the puppet girl under the stage dances like a fiery red butterfly!

  Looking at the snake-like soft figure, and seeing Jinghong glimpsing the small face of the beauty of the world, the audience in the audience was stunned.

   "If you have such a skill, you need a woolen wife?"

   "Damn, I don't understand the sand sculptures that spend millions on buying a house and a car to marry a wife."

"What my brothers said is really, spend millions to build a figure like this for a lifetime. Isn't it fragrant? It won't bother me playing games, won't grab the toilet with me, and more importantly, won't talk about it. It's so perfect!"

  "Jealousy makes me hideous! Jealousy makes me separate! I want it, I want it!"

  Drops!

  Received an additional cheer value of [Envy and Jealousy], 53421 points!

  Li Shixin smiled slightly when he heard a soft hum from his ear.

  Leeks, wake up!

   "Xiao Lai looks at Meiguan Pass, staying with makeup.

  You are leaning against the railing with Yichun Jizi on your side.

   Continuously cutting, the rationale is still messy, dull and unreasonable.

  Only ordered to urge Huayingyan to watch by spring. "

  Singing to the soft tune, the puppet Ji quietly bowed down on the stage.

  The light also dimmed.

  As the puppet Ji ended, the passerby stood up excitedly and clapped his hands.

   "This puppet Ji Fengzi is even worse than a real person! Lao Zhang is very skillful, Yan Sha boy!"

   Facing the young man’s admiration, the old man just smiled helplessly, took off the silk thread from his hand, and looked at the night sky exposed on the roof of the ruined temple faintly.

  "When the old man was childish, he was fascinated by the puppet show. Whenever he heard the ringing of the buskers at the street, he couldn't keep his feet, and followed the buskers to the temple fair, often watching them all day long.

  In the words of my mother, it seemed to be hooked to the marionette on the three-foot red cotton blanket.

  When I got older, I became more obsessed with this technique, and simply learned this craft from a busker.

   Up to now, I am afraid it has been 30 years? "

   Hearing the old man’s account, passers-by questioned: "I think Lao Zhang is also a person who has read a book. You are allowed to enter this cheap business at home?"

   "Naturally not allowed."

  The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

  "In order to change my mind, my father and my mother tried to persuade me, scolded in angrily, and beaten like thunder.

   But there is no way. If a person really likes something, the more others stop him, the more determined and obsessed.

  I was beaten and scolded and scolded. In the end, they couldn't help but drove me out in anger. Ah…"

  A cold wind entered the ruined temple again, and the old man tightened the thin gown tightly, covering his exposed half of his chest.

Passers-by fiddled with the darkened bonfire. After the flames rose again, they smiled and looked at the old man, and said, "They may want you to suffer and suffer some evil sins. If they are afraid, they will go back to study at ease. Right."

"maybe."

  The old man shook his head.

  "It's just that for me at that time, it was a pleasure to drive me out of the house and no one was nagging. From then on, I took this puppet and wandered the world with the master who taught me the craft."

   "I've never been back there yet?"

   "I went back."

  "That"

"I have come back three times in these years; for the first time, that year when I was as old as you, I missed my mother at home after traveling the provinces and provinces, so I ran back secretly. I didn't know that when I entered the house, I called my father. come out."

  "Why is there such an unreasonable father in this world?"

  "It was not his fault. I was too selfish at the time. I didn't know that after I ran away, my mother was crying all day long, and it didn't take long for her to miss her illness. After being in bed for two years, she passed away."

   "Sorrow for this old man."

"After being kicked out by my father, I thought of him alone, and didn't dare to walk as far as before. Just stop and go in the county near home. That's it, more than ten years have passed. There are people in the state capital where the family is located. In the rebellion and chaos, I was worried about my father at home, so I rushed back day and night. But when I got home, I found out that my poor father had been killed by the insurgents."

   "Then what then?"

  Looking at the young man's pitying eyes, the old man smiled miserably.

"Since the death of my father, I have become a duckweed in this world. Without the care, everything is the same to me. I have traveled all over this great river with this puppet Ji. . Jiangshan things. You will sing wherever you go. When you are tired, you will find a ruined temple to rest for a few days. If you are tired of seeing the scenery, you will continue to move forward. Just walk and walk, from the autumn wind to the leaves. When the ice and snow melt. Sing and sing, from Huafa to Baishou."

  ""

  Imagining seeing that lonely figure in the vast mountains and rivers for so many years, the young man couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

   "Lao Zhang, you just said that you have been home three times? When was the third time?"

   "This time."

  Faced with the young man’s problem, the old man closed his eyes.

"This person, after seeing too many landscapes, he can't help but think of the farthest one. When I get older, I will feel the past. When I am old, when I travel through the mountains and rivers, I am not as novel as I was when I was young. . I am no longer greedy for the scenery I have never seen before. I have gone through this life and have come, but I miss the ringing bell in front of the door when I was young. I can always dream of my mother calling me home at night. The shouts from time to time, and the laughter from the neighbours when they watched me being scolded. So, I came back."

   "Is the deceased visible?"

   "Never saw it."

   "Can the old house still be there?"

  "Not here."

"nothing left?"

   "I heard that more than 20 years ago, the upper reaches of the river flooded dozens of nearby villages under the rushing water. I went all the way and inquired, and I found this Dragon King Temple."

  Looking at all the miserable defeat in the ruined temple, the old man smiled miserably.

  Under the stage, following the calm narration of the old man, black lines appeared on the foreheads of a group of dead houses.

   "I think this old man is carrying private goods!"

   "He's meowing, I think this old guy is changing the law to satirize our rubber guys for not doing business properly!"

   "Fart! The out-of-print Ayan Polly figure that I bought for 4,000 yuan in 2009 has now risen to 22,000. How can it be a prodigal to play with a hand? How can it be a failure to do business?"

   "Then the appreciation, will you sell it?"

   "Fart! How could I sell his wife?"

   "So, what's the point of appreciation"

  Being pricked by the companions around him, the fat house blushed and his face became fat.

  "Shut up! How can the faith of a rubber guy be measured by dirty money?"

  (End of this chapter)