In April in Yanjin, spring flowers are blooming, the weather is warm, and there are more pedestrians on the street.
There are boxers, performers, jugglers, storytellers, drummers, and crosstalkers. There are many categories and it is very lively.
A table, a chair, simple props, or simply a circle drawn on the ground is where these artists perform.
Rongrong seemed particularly excited to have her father by her side. She held Jiang Xinyu's hand with one hand and Tongtong's with the other, and skipped down the street.
There are four bamboo poles standing not far in front, surrounded by a piece of cloth in the middle, forming a relatively closed environment. Unlike other performances that are full of applause and applause, this place seems particularly quiet.
"What are you doing?" Tong Tong walked over excitedly.
Rongrong turned around and shouted: "Dad, hurry up."
Jiang Xinyu also followed.
"Dalang, how is business today?" A young woman's voice came from behind the white cloth.
Then there was a man's naive voice: "Everyone went to see the tiger-fighting hero. No one bought pancakes, so we had to come back earlier..."
The sound of the pick being placed on the ground, the sound of the door closing, the sound of drinking water, and even the sound of footsteps going up and down the stairs.
Rongrong couldn't understand or understand, so she raised her little face and asked, "Auntie, what is this?"
Tong Tong frowned: "Shadow puppet show? It doesn't look like..."
A woman next to me laughed and said: "It's not a shadow puppet show, it's a ventriloquism."
The white curtain opened, and a man in his forties stepped out, clasped his fists and raised his hands, and said loudly: "Everyone, ladies and gentlemen, if you think the performance below is acceptable, please help me with the show. Thank you very much."
As he spoke, he held a copper plate and bowed to each one, and kept throwing change into the plate.
Tong Tong didn't believe it and said to the man: "Were those sounds just made by you alone?"
The man didn't answer. He walked over and opened the white curtain and showed it to Tong Tong. There was nothing inside.
"It's so amazing..." Tong Tong was amazed, opened his bag, took out a large banknote, and put it on the man's copper plate.
A one-time reward of so much money must be rare. The man bowed and said, "Thank you, miss. Thank you."
Someone onlookers said loudly: "House San, the lady has rewarded me with so much money. You have to work hard for a while. Don't just stop and ask for money. It's too appetizing..."
The man named Hou San said: "Definitely."
Tongtong thought for a moment: "Can you imitate bird calls?"
"What bird?"
"Just the thrush."
"no problem."
Hou San made a gesture, and the surrounding area became quiet.
At first it was the call of a thrush, and then there were more and more calls of birds, not just thrushes, larks, acacias, parrots, almost everything. It was like entering the world of birds.
Tong Tong was filled with admiration: "It's so similar! Can you think of anything else?"
As she spoke, she took out another banknote and placed it on the copper plate.
Meeting such a generous audience, Hou San's eyes immediately lit up. He had made a lot in one day, and he quickly said: "Okay, what do you want to hear, miss?"
Rongrong tugged on Tongtong's skirt, looked at Hou San timidly, and said, "Auntie, I want to hear the black girl scream..."
Hou San was stunned: "What is a black girl?"
Tong Tong smiled and said: "It's a puppy raised at home."
Hou San laughed and said, "No problem."
"Woof, woof woof, woof woof woof woof!"
"Woof woof woof, woof woof woof!"
A dog barking suddenly came from Hou San's mouth. Even though she knew it was a ventriloquist imitation, it still startled Tong Tong. She laughed and said: "It's so similar!"
Rongrong was so surprised that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear and looked at Hou San with her big eyes.
Jiang Xinyu thought to himself, no wonder it is said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the folk, and there are all kinds of strange people. He has seen a lot of ventriloquism performances, but it is really rare to see such lifelike ones.
"Okay, Hou San, it's almost done, let's continue acting!"
"When do you plan to perform the part between Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian?"
"That's right, don't just act for one person, we also spent money..."
The onlookers said all kinds of things.
Public anger is hard to offend. Hou San knew this and hurriedly said: "Everyone, don't worry, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon."
A voice said: "Why don't you worry, I was here yesterday..."
Hou San said: "Just keep it in your heart. As long as there are people who like to listen, I will come and I will promise to finish telling the story."
Jiang Xinyu said: "Tongtong, let's go."
The three squeezed out of the crowd. Rongrong tilted her head and thought for a while, then said: "Auntie, is there a puppy hidden in that person's pocket?"
Tongtong bent down, picked up Rongrong, kissed her, and said with a smile: "Then tell my aunt, those little birds are hidden in your pockets, why don't they fly out?"
"The little bird is sleepy and fell asleep in his pocket."
"Haha, it's possible."
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At night.
The transmitter was placed on the table. Tong Tong wore headphones and placed a newspaper at his hand. He focused on tapping the buttons according to the contents of the newspaper.
Some people are born for a certain profession, and Tong Tong undoubtedly belongs to this type of person. After a period of systematic training, she is now basically a qualified telegraph operator.
As soon as the door of the room rang, Jiang Xinyu opened the door and walked in. He stood aside and watched for a while and said, "Tong Tong, it's very late. Let's just finish practicing here today."
Tong Tong took off his headphones, turned off the transmitter, raised his wrist and glanced at his new watch, and said, "It's already past ten o'clock? Two hours passed so quickly..."
She reached for the suitcase and prepared to put the transmitter inside.
Jiang Xinyu said: "I'll do it."
Tongtong yawned and then felt sleepy: "You should go to bed earlier, I'm going to bed."
After Tong Tong went out, Jiang Xinyu set up the transmitter antenna and restarted the power switch. He wanted to seize the opportunity to send a report to the organization while the radio detection vehicle had just passed by.
"Didi-di-di-di-di..."
——The enemy's 13th Army, 16th Army, 31st Army, 92nd Army, and 94th Army, a total of twenty-five divisions, have all been assembled in Peking. Among them, the 13th Army is equipped with a mountain artillery battalion and a tank battalion. The enemy's 13th Army is equipped with a mountain artillery battalion and a tank battalion.
Three divisions of the 86th Army, two divisions of the 62nd Army, the 151st Brigade of the 94th Army, the 305th Division, the 43rd Division, and the 4th Gendarmerie Regiment, totaling about 130,000 troops, are deployed outside Yanjin City. If our army launches a forceful attack,
It will definitely take a long time, so I hope we can make plans as soon as possible. In addition, Zhou Weiguo has sacrificed his life, so we request the appointment of a new telegraph operator...
Under normal circumstances, attending the military meeting of the Garrison Headquarters is usually attended by the Director of the Intelligence Division of the Security Bureau. If Feng Qingshan is busy with something, Jiang Xinyu will get the opportunity.
Information like this can only be obtained by participating in high-level military meetings. The significance of Jiang Xinyu's lurking is that he has the opportunity to gain access to top secrets.