Chapter 87
"Why don't we go out and sit in the pavilion? I just went out to take a look, and it's much more comfortable outside now than inside!" He Jiong came in from outside and said.

"Okay then, go out and have a look."

"Well, it does feel a lot better in the yard. When I was young, in the summer, the adults sat in the yard to enjoy the shade, and the children gathered together to play games. I'm afraid that's how it felt?" Zeng Yi sat in the chair and took a sip. Tea, I feel this is too comfortable.

"There was no air conditioner before, so of course we can only enjoy the cool in the yard in summer."

He Jiong said with a smile, and then asked the three children sitting on the side: "Peng Peng and his sister probably didn't have this kind of experience, Xiao Yi should have had the same experience when he was a child, right?"

Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng just shook their heads.

Qiao Yi thought about it: "When I was a kid in the 90s, air conditioning was not very popular, at least not in rural areas. It's okay at this time. If it gets hotter, I'll move a bed and sleep outside at night. .”

"That's about the same."

"I remember that at that time, the village chief's house was the first to have a TV, and then many people in the village went to his house to watch TV in the yard at night. For a while, it seemed that the Romance of the Three Kingdoms was broadcast, and we children didn't like it too much. I understand, so I ran out to play by myself. At night, I touched the cicada pupae with a flashlight, that is, I knew the larva just unearthed, and then I went home and asked the adults to fry it in oil. It was crispy and fragrant, and it was very chewy... ..."

Recalling when I was a child, there were really endless topics to talk about.

After Qiao Yi's opening, other people also talked about their experiences when they were young, of course much earlier than Qiao Yi's.

Among the nine people here, except for Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng who basically don’t have much experience in this kind of countryside, the others all came out of the same era, so it’s easy to find the same topic, and it’s natural to talk about it I can't get it back.

"Do you think it's interesting?" Seeing that Zhang Zifeng was listening with gusto, Qiao Yi asked casually as if he was listening to a story.

"Well, I'm very interested in things that I haven't experienced, your era, Mr. He's era. I used to act in some stories of that era. At the beginning, I couldn't grasp the essence. I asked the director to tell Only when you understand it will you understand." Zhang Zifeng is really born to act, and he doesn't leave these in three sentences.

Of course, this is also related to her exposure to this industry since she was a child.

"Where is Peng Peng, how did you live when you were young?" The adults couldn't get in the topic, so the three children formed a circle and talked about themselves.

Peng Peng thought for a while, and then smiled: "When I was young, I once got into a fight with Fa Xiao for some reason, and we cried because we were so good friends. Fight? Then make up soon."

"Children, how many people don't fight. Where's my sister?"

"I didn't get beaten when I was a kid, hehe. Brother, what about you?" Zhang Zifeng smiled sweetly.

"I, I'm more honest, and I seldom fight, but I have made appointments with people from the neighboring villages. The children from the two villages have big nights. Then I will find a flat place and have a good fight." Joe Yi thought nostalgicly about the interesting things in his childhood, of course it was only his childhood, not Qiao Yi's childhood in this world.

After finishing speaking, seeing the surprised expressions of the two children, he added: "Of course it's not that exaggerated, and they don't know how to use any weapons. Even if you push me and I push you, at most it will be bruised and swollen, and nothing will happen. The two villages are very close, just across a small river, and whoever has no relatives before, after the fight, they still talk and laugh together when they meet the next day, and no one really holds grudges."

Peng Peng can probably understand that this is mostly the case among boys.

Girls are different. Qiao Yi still remembers that there are girls from two families next door. They were good friends at first, but once they got into trouble because of some trivial matter, and they didn't say a word for more than a year.

And they are still saying bad things about each other in their respective circles of friends.

It simply made their group of little boys unable to understand.

"Oh, by the way, there is a game that I don't know how many people have played it?" He Jiong clapped his hands suddenly, focusing everyone's attention.

"what game?"

"Throw the handkerchief!" He Jiong said the name loudly.

When everyone heard this, they all said that this game is too childish, right?

Then I heard Xiao Yang say: "It feels good too. It happens that the nine of us can play in the yard. What a memory."

"Has Peng Peng played?" Linghua asked.

"Of course I have played." Peng Peng seemed very proud.

"Where's your sister?"

"No."

"Then let's play a few games. It'll feel like we're back when we were kids." After talking about so many memories of his childhood, Huang Lei was very excited to play.

After a while, nine adults who add up to a full 300 years old played games that only children would play.Of course, if the three "children" are removed, the other six will add up to almost 250 years old.

It can be regarded as the oldest handkerchief throwing game group in the history of variety shows.

"I'll throw it first. Those who lose will be punished!" He Jiong naturally started the game and threw it first.

Handkerchiefs are rarely seen nowadays, so He Jiong found a dry towel as a handkerchief and walked outside a circle of eight people and nine people with his hands behind his back, while singing the children's song "Throwing the Handkerchief":
"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the kid, don't tell him..."

While singing, He Jiong suddenly started to run to his original position.

Everyone hurriedly looked back, only Zhang Zifeng didn't understand what was going on.

The next moment, Wang Taili quickly grabbed the handkerchief behind him and got up to chase after He Jiong, but he was still a step too slow to react, and He Jiong was extremely clever, so he didn't catch anyone before He Jiong sat down.

"Show a show! Show a show!"

After the first round, these grown-ups had already entered the atmosphere of their childhood, and they booed Wang Taili to perform.

"Let me drink a nursery rhyme for everyone."

Wang Taili did not hesitate, came to the circle, clasped his hands together like a child singing, and sang a nursery rhyme of his age.

"it is good!"

After drinking, there was another childlike applause.

Then Wang Taili threw the handkerchief and sang the song of throwing the handkerchief as usual.

This time everyone was smart. Although their heads were facing forward, the corners of their eyes were looking behind them, for fear that he would secretly drop the handkerchief.

Ever since, Wang Taili was caught attacking Huang Lei.

He probably didn't expect that Huang Lei was so fat, how could he react so quickly.

No way, another show.

Fortunately, the third time, finally let him succeed.

Panting and sitting in his original seat, Wang Taili looked at Xiao Yang who was performing, and couldn't help sighing that he was really old.

"I'm here!"

Xiao Yang started throwing the handkerchief after the performance.

A nursery rhyme was sung by him in a very slow tone, which could almost be counted as reading. After going around for almost three times, he suddenly accelerated.

Looking back, Qiao Yi saw the handkerchief lying behind Zhang Zifeng, and immediately shouted: "Sister, hurry up!"

"what!"

Zhang Zifeng stood up, grabbed the handkerchief and chased after him, but Xiao Yang, the old fox, had already returned to his original position.

"Sister, you want to perform a show!"

"Yes, put on a show!"

"Sing!"

"Dance!"

"Yes! Dance! Dance! We want to see the dance!"

Like all the boys who played handkerchief throwing games when they were young, as long as the girls lost, they all booed and wanted to dance.

"Then I'll do a dance of the Dai people." Zhang Zifeng had danced in a show before. Although she was a little stiff, it was a dance she could handle.

"Xiao Yi, quickly find a piece of gourd silk soundtrack." He Jiong reminded Qiao Yi.

"it is good."

Soon, the music started and Zhang Zifeng danced in the circle like a proud little peacock.

Everyone also appreciated it seriously.

"Thank you!"

After the dance, Zhang Zifeng thanked the audience and returned to his seat.

After all, dancing in front of familiar people is different from the show, always a little embarrassed, hugging Qiao Yi's arm, her little face flushed.

"Dancing is awesome!" Bell Flower praised.

"very nice!"

"Sister, come on, it's time for you to throw the handkerchief." He Jiong urged Zhang Zifeng to continue playing.

Zhang Zifeng held the handkerchief, ran and danced, and sang a song: "Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him..."

Under the night sky, it's like returning to my childhood.

 I don’t know if there will be Chapter 2, um, ask for a vote, and then ask for a reward hahaha ()

  
 
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