This scene was sung twice, until Uncle Jiang and others could no longer sing, so they stopped.
Even so, everyone was unwilling to disperse. They just sat here, eating melon seeds and chatting with the people on the left and right, and blowing the cows from all over the world. It seemed as if we had really gone back to the past. The people sitting around were not living in steel bars.
Strangers in the concrete, but villagers from the same village, Brother Zhang, Aunt Li, the girl next door, the young man...
While laughing and joking, they abandoned all the pretense and subconscious defenses in the city, and enjoyed the pure emotions and communication that can only be found in childhood...
Unknowingly, the night passed like this. When it dawned and the first ray of sunlight shone on everyone, everyone realized that it was dawn and they woke up from their dreams...
At that moment, everyone was a little scared.
Although they were very poor in the past, the sense of ease with each other kept them lingering, leaving them in a state of silence, unable to extricate themselves.
They don’t want to wake up like this, walk into the office building, put on suits and ties, and live their lives...
At this moment, someone who didn't know who it was suddenly said: "Fellows, how about coming to listen to the show every day from now on?"
These words seemed to have magic power. Almost subconsciously, for fear of being late and missing the answer, everyone shouted: "Okay!"
Then everyone laughed, took their wives and children, and the elderly at home dispersed.
When we got home, everyone looked at their phones and were all dumbfounded. It was minus 29 degrees last night!
But they spent the night outside without any protection!
No one has suffered frostbite yet!
No one feels cold either!
I just feel that my heart is burning, and I want to go to the theater as soon as it gets dark.
Uncle Jiang, an old drama star, was lying on the bed exhausted, but he couldn't close his mouth with laughter. He lay on the bed and muttered: "How many years, how many years... so many years, so many years...
"
Fall into a deep sleep...
Tang Ze seemed particularly happy, singing Peking Opera as he walked, as if he had suddenly become many years younger.
Tang Chen said: "Master, are you so happy?"
Tang Ze chuckled and said, "It's just like those of you born in the 1980s listening to your childhood songs, full of memories. This Peking Opera represents an era, the youth of a generation, and the feeling of returning to the past.
...Tsk tsk...it's beautiful."
Tang Chen was dumbfounded. He had felt this way before. Occasionally, he walked through some alleys he was familiar with when he was a child. He saw the stars of those years and listened to the stories of those years. His heart felt warm and sour, the kind that belonged to youth.
Memories can really kill anyone instantly.
"Master, where are we going now?" Tang Chen asked.
Tang Ze said: "I'm tired, go home."
Tang Chen was stunned: "Aren't you going to Yizhi Temple to ask for tea?"
Tang Ze shook his head and said: "There are times in life that must be met, but there are no times in life. Don't force it. Just let nature take its course. Let's go!"
While they were talking, the two of them had already gone away.
After everyone calmed down, they remembered, weren't they going to see Fang Zheng?
As a result, we didn't even take a group photo together, we just chatted... and everyone was very upset.
At the same time, everyone also realized that the dream last night might have something to do with Fang Zheng.
The fact that everyone didn't feel cold all night may have something to do with him.
After all, only Fang Zheng can do this here.
So, many people shouted in the group: "Shall we form a group to go to Yizhi Temple?"
Everyone agreed in unison, and after making an appointment to get together on the weekend morning, they each started their busy day.
Some people are happy, some are sad, and some want to cry.
Fang Zheng was the first to leave. When the play was over, he had already taken the disciples to Yizhi Temple. This time he really left, not flying, because the driver was laughing and could no longer take him away...
"Haha...Master,...haha...can I stop laughing?" Xianyu smiled with tears streaming down his face.
Red Boy also laughed: "Master, this fake smile is so uncomfortable... Haha... We know we were wrong and we will never do it again."
Fang Zheng glanced at the two guys and saw them laughing all night. He was a little tired of hearing their laughter.
So, Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Since you know you are wrong, then stop. There is no need to laugh."
When Hong Hai'er and Xianyu heard this, they quickly shut up and breathed a sigh of relief.
Xianyu said: "Master, you don't know, I was almost deceived before."
Fang Zheng snorted and asked, "Who lied to you?"
Xianyu said: "It's those people from Song Ming! They had to pay tens of thousands to buy the big bowl of water I soaked in the mountain. Fortunately, I was calm and steady at the time and was not persuaded by them. I just shouted, "I won't sell it."
Then left. You don’t know how precious the tea in our mountains is..."
"Wait a minute, are you talking about the bowl of water that you soaked in cold bamboo leaves? If I remember correctly, you have soaked it several times, right?" Fang Zheng said.
Xianyu's face turned red and he said, "Not that many times, just three times. You know, I'm too lazy to look for that thing, so I just borrow the flavor."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he raised his hand and slapped him, saying: "You idiot, you have brewed tea three times, it's not worth even a dime. I don't mind you having a fish mouth and drinking it, but I still pay for it."
That's great. Why don't you sell it? It's tens of thousands! Do you really think the money comes from the strong wind? Is it so profitable?
After I go back, I will sit back and think about my past, when will I figure it out, and when will I come out!"
Xianyu was stunned and said: "Master, you said you want to understand, how do you mean you want to understand?"
Fang Zheng touched his chin and said, "When will you think of an honest way to make tens of thousands of dollars, you will think you have figured it out."
Xianyu quickly shouted: "Yes! Master, I heard from Donor Tang and others that our tea is very expensive! It can sell for hundreds of thousands per pound! Let's go home and pick tea, and we will definitely make a fortune!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he rubbed his ears and asked, "How much?"
Xianyu said: "Several hundred thousand! Brother Jingxin can testify that this is what Donor Tang said personally."
Honghai'er said: "Yes, Master, Hanzhu is very valuable."
Fang Zheng rubbed Lian and asked, "Are you sure he said one kilogram, not one ton?"
Xianyu shouted: "Master, although we are a bit older, our ears are good. It is definitely hundreds of thousands per pound, not hundreds of thousands per ton. In short, we are going to make it!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he subconsciously grinned and wanted to make a fortune... He was finally going to get rid of poverty!
But when facing two apprentices, he must maintain his dignity as a master, so he tried hard not to smile too exaggeratedly.
Squirrel looked at Fang Zheng and said, "Master, if you want to laugh, just laugh. You look like you can't hold back your urine. It makes me want to go to the toilet."
Fang Zheng raised his hand and shuddered: "What are you talking about?"