Comeback 1992

Of course, this opera belongs to opera, the elderly, women, and children like to watch it.

This man set up the poker table one after another.

Playing cards, eating melon seeds, watching a theater, all of which are not delayed.

Han Songlin sat a little far away, watching the performance on the stage.

A performance with Sichuan characteristics.

Compared with those performances in the theater, the level of the performers was a little lower, but they still won everyone's approval, and the applause continued.

Chapter 283

"Why don't you go play cards?" Seeing Zhang Menglan sitting over, Han Songlin asked curiously.Zhang Menglan: "You didn't go to play cards either!"

Han Songlin looked at Liu Yuyan who was already sitting at the poker table. Liu Yuyan usually doesn't play cards, let alone play cards with others outside.

I also met relatives on their birthdays and during the Spring Festival, and played a game.

"It doesn't feel very interesting!" Han Songlin had already passed the age to be interested in playing cards.

With a slight smile, Zhang Menglan: "Could it be because the beating is too small?"

"I mean, literally, I'm not interested in playing cards!"

Zhang Menglan didn't talk about this issue anymore, but talked to Han Songlin about the sales of liquor at Hu Jian's side.

The sales of Hu Jian's Fule Baijiu were not very satisfactory, at least Zhang Menglan could not be said to be satisfied. She assured Han Songlin that this was not completed, how embarrassing.

From a national perspective, sales in eastern Guangdong are the best.

There is no way, the eastern part of Guangdong belongs to the most economically active area in Huaguo.

"This year, with Hu Jian, the sales of wine will definitely exceed [-] million!"

Han Songlin said perfunctorily, "I believe in you!"

He wasn't worried about saying that Zhang Menglan didn't try his best, after all, as a distributor of Fuller Wine, he made a lot of money.

If you want to make money, then you will work hard!

This is the same regardless of the bottom class or the top class of society.

Chasing money now belongs to the source of social development.

Faced with Han Songlin's perfunctory, Zhang Menglan couldn't help it. Who said last year's sales were not good.

I had a conversation with Zhang Menglan, chatted without saying a word, and suddenly heard someone say: "Hey, why is he here!"

This aroused Han Songlin's curiosity. Who is here that makes people so surprised?

The Han family invited an opera troupe to sing, and two days ago, it had already spread throughout the village.

So in the afternoon, many people who had lunch and had nothing to do came to watch the opera.

During the Spring Festival, it is natural to have to rest, and all the farm work in the field must be put down.

According to the saying passed down by the older generation, those who celebrate the New Year are still busy, and then they will have to work hard for the next year.

They all pay attention to a good start, so naturally they all rest.

In the countryside in the 90s, there were many people; if there were many people, it would be lively. During the Chinese New Year, the flavor of the year is enough.

But it's all the same, get together to set up a dragon gate array, or play cards or something, or a group of people meet, walk around, go to the temple to play.

Han Songlin was curious, but sat still.

When people come, they will naturally be seen.

Han Yufei came from Liu Yuyan, and she fell asleep.

When he came directly over, he hugged Han Songlin's leg without letting go, and climbed up.

Han Songlin couldn't help smiling, this little guy.

He hugged her directly, and she became quiet all of a sudden, and found a comfortable position, and then closed her eyes directly.

Seeing this, Zhang Menglan took off the scarf around her neck and put it on for Han Yufei. It's winter, don't catch a cold.

"Yo, you've already assembled the tables!" Liu Jiuyuan saw that several tables of mahjong had been assembled, and thought to himself, he was late.

Let's see, can we gather four people to form a table and play mahjong?

Han Songlin's expression at this time was a little playful.

This Liu Jiuyuan, from the looks of it now, seems to be living a pretty good life.

He actually found another wife.

Really, it's not a small thing.

Zhang Menglan was also very surprised. Although it was a long time since the last card game, she still remembered it.

When Han Songcai saw Liu Jiuyuan, he didn't save any face: "Hey, Liu Jiuyuan, you can do it. I just lost a woman, so I found another one!"

Liu Jiuyuan didn't say that he was angry because of these words at all. On the contrary, there was a sense of pride on his face, and he patted the buttocks of the woman next to him with his hand: "This woman was won by me. She is much better than the previous woman. "

As he spoke, Liu Jiuyuan glanced at the crowd sitting under the stage.

Zhao Li hugged the child and also saw Liu Jiuyuan, bit her lip lightly and did not speak.

For more than a year, Zhao Li had a good life, eating and drinking in the Chen family, not to mention busy work; this kind of life was undoubtedly what Zhao Li wanted.

Han Songlin frowned slightly. To be honest, he couldn't understand people like Liu Jiuyuan.

But what can I say, he didn't murder and set fire; he was useless to society, but he didn't cause damage to society.

Zhang Menglan didn't look there at all, and stared at Han Yufei who was sleeping soundly in Han Songlin's arms with a smile on her face.

The little guy is so cute, she likes it so much.

Everyone had no way to refute Liu Jiuyuan. Just looking at it, the woman Liu Jiuyuan brought today was indeed more beautiful than Zhao Li.

Han Songcai paid more attention to the woman. Compared with He Hui's petiteness, this woman seems to be more attractive.

"What's the matter, you want to lose your wife again?"

Liu Jiuyuan is really not afraid of anyone just playing mahjong now.

In the past, I was in the know, and I was not familiar with the new gameplay.

Now, Liu Jiuyuan has a thorough understanding of the new gameplay.

More than a year ago, Han Songlin created the future mahjong game, and in a short period of time, this game has spread throughout Shuchuan.

Han Songlin didn't know what to say.

Anyway, in the orchestra, everyone knows that the bloody battle to the end and the blood flowing into the river are all caused by Han Songlin.

In this way, Han Songlin is also very helpless!

He didn't want to.

I don't know if Han Songlin will be named "Sparrow God" after many years

"I dare to lose, how dare you!"

Han Songcai froze, he really didn't dare.

Subconsciously looking in Han Songlin's direction, Han Songlin, the big brother, put too much pressure on Han Songcai.

Normally, Han Songlin didn't care about Han Songcai at all, but just because he didn't care was the worst thing.

You didn't touch his bottom line, and people didn't look at you seriously.

Ever since Han Songlin woke up, Han Songcai felt that Han Songlin had changed, completely changed.

Han Songcai: "I have money, so I don't need to lose to my wife."

These words made everyone laugh. This time, Han Songcai's table is the one that plays the most cards.

For other tables, five cents will be charged, and for Han Songcai's table, it will be five yuan.

Liu Jiuyuan is so angry!

Over the past year or so, he has also won a lot of money, but the expenses are also high, and he really doesn't have much saved.

Han Songlin no longer paid attention to the situation over there. How they played cards had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Zhang Menglan staring at the child with a look of liking.

The play ended at five o'clock, and everyone was busy working together to dismantle the stage.

The stage was also built with wooden boards, so everyone worked together and it was completed quickly.

The poker table was also over, and Han Songcai had an unlucky look on his face, obviously he lost a lot today.

Han Songlin didn't ask either. He didn't feel too good about Han Songcai's skill.

He can remember one thing very clearly. When Han Ze was eleven or twelve years old, one year, during the Spring Festival, several adults played mahjong at home.

Han Songqing lost three 40 yuan, and then Han Ze woke up in the middle of the night, helped Han Songqing play a few rounds, directly won Han Songcai, and took out all of them, but he also paid back.

Han Songcai became quiet in an instant.

Chapter 284 The atmosphere of the day

I still remember Han Songcai's extremely depressed face at that time, after a busy night, a few cards were all gone.Anyone who plays poker knows how it feels, and it's really bad.

There is a feeling of working hard for half a life, and returning to the pre-liberation with nothing.

Han Songlin didn't ask Han Songcai how much he lost, there was no need to ask; Han Songcai should be able to afford this amount of money.

On the way back, Han Songlin picked up Grandma Han Ze and Han Ze, and as for Zhang Suyun, he took Han Songcai's car.

Han Songcai made a lot of money during this period, but he would not say that he wanted to save it, but he was reluctant to spend it.

With spare money, I first got a car and started driving.

On the way back, it can be considered mighty, along the cement road to the highway.

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Liu Yuyan noticed the car behind through the rearview mirror. That car belonged to Zhang Menglan.

"Songcai lost a lot today, so Zhang Ju won." Liu Yuyan used to sit by the side and play cards, so he naturally knew a lot about the things around him.

Han Songlin looked up at the rearview mirror, and the four little guys were chattering.

Han Yufei couldn't even speak clearly, so she also joined in the noise.

"Zhang Ju is a bit weird today, and he didn't come over to talk to me!" Han Songlin remembered that when he met Zhang Ju just now, the man took every bite of Han's epilepsy.

Obviously, he is very dissatisfied with Han Songlin.

Liu Yuyan really didn't notice this, instead she mentioned another thing: "The money for the theater troupe today seems to be paid by Zhang Menglan."

Speaking of which, this production team is really good.

There is some talent.

Not to mention Han Songlin, like Chen Yinghua and Zhang Menglan.

When I came to the theater today, there were not a lot of people here, just saying, the Ninth Team has good feng shui.

Otherwise, how can there be talent.

Han Songlin was a little surprised: "Really?"

"Well, I heard what my third brother said."

Han Songlin really didn't pay too much attention to this matter. For the organization this time, the team came up to organize it; every household had to pay some money, not much, just 20 yuan for one family.

For low-income households, there is no need to pay.

In Han Songlin's own words, he gave 5 yuan directly, and also gave some wine.

Why didn't Han Songlin say anything, just gave the money and let everyone eat and drink for free?

The reason is very simple, it is very embarrassing for you to invite everyone to eat and drink for free.

What's the matter, you have money, so you can insult everyone?

Everyone has paid money, Han Songlin's economic conditions are better, if you give more, everyone will not say anything, but can talk about your goodness.

This year, organizing everyone to have a meal together can also be said to strengthen everyone's feelings.

"It's a good thing that people can give money! It means that people still agree that I am a member of the Ninth Team."

Liu Yuyan took a deep look at Han Songlin, is it really because of this?