Love after marriage: Abandoned wife and second marriage

Chapter 342 The Village Comes a Troupe (1)

The next morning, the sky was clear and bright.

Qian Shi and Ru Yi were sitting in the main room having breakfast when they suddenly heard a "bang bang bang" knock on the courtyard door, the knock was very loud, as if the door was about to be knocked down.

They put down the bowls and chopsticks and looked at each other. After a while, Qian Shi stood up and went to open the door, while Ru Yi picked up the bowls and chopsticks and continued to eat breakfast.

"Click".

As soon as the door bolt was opened, many people poured in from outside the door.

Qian took a closer look and found that the leader was actually the village head. Among them were men and women, some were carrying burdens, some were holding abacus books, and some were just watching the excitement.

Mrs. Qian opened her mouth slowly, and asked in bewilderment: "Village chief, what are you doing here at my house?"

Village head Wen was stunned for a moment. He went to several households this morning. Some people handed over the prepared food money to him as soon as they saw him, and some people begged him to collect less food, but they never showed up. After such a situation, why did you ask them to come here?

Doesn't she know what day it is?

Village head Wen said, "Jinhua! Why do you have such a bad memory? Have you forgotten what day it is today? Do you still remember what day it was in early September?"

early September?

Isn't that the temple god's birthday?

After Village Chief Wen mentioned something, Qian finally remembered what they were here for.

She didn't think about it, mainly because too many things happened this year, and she forgot all of a sudden.

It turned out that it was already the beginning of September before I knew it.Every year at the beginning of September is the birthday of the temple god in the village. The village will invite famous opera troupes to come to the village to sing operas to celebrate the birthday of the temple god, in order to pray for good weather, happiness and well-being in the coming year.

But hiring a theater troupe requires money, so the annual funds are paid by the villagers themselves. A large group of people began to collect funds from door to door.

"Village Chief, I'm really sorry. I've been busy with things recently, so I forgot all of a sudden. You guys wait here, and I'll go get them right away." Mrs. Qian walked quickly to the small warehouse and checked the remaining food at home. , found that there was not much food left this year, and after thinking about it, she felt that this year's money would be fine.

Qian went back to the yard, took out dozens of coins from his pocket and handed them to the village chief.The village head counted the number and told the bookkeeper next to him.The bookkeeper wrote down Qian's name and the amount of money.The group left the original house and continued to collect money from the next house.

Qian closed the courtyard door and returned to the main room.

Ru Yi came out of the room and said, "Mother, hurry up and eat breakfast! Otherwise, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

"En." Qian nodded, sat down, picked up the half bowl of rice left, and continued to eat.

Ru Yi pushed the stool away and sat down, asking, "Mother, who is here?"

While eating, Mrs. Qian replied: "Oh, the village head and the others are here. Today the village invited a theater troupe. The village head and the others are here to collect money. I have already paid the money, and I can go to the theater tonight."

Ru Yi was taken aback, watching a play?How long has she not seen a play?It seems like a long time!Those are all childhood memories, as if it feels so far away, I didn't expect to be able to relive childhood memories in ancient times.

She regained her senses, raised the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile: "That's pretty good, I haven't seen a play for a long time?"

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