Things about village flowers

Ling Liping and I took the 8:30 a.m. bus back to our hometown. Duan Lili saw us off and then rode my bicycle back. When I went to the station, I rode my bicycle carrying things for Ling Liping's family and her grandfather's family and followed them slowly. They walked very slowly, stopping and stopping, and stopped when they got happy talking or saw something. , so I rode very slowly, just like riding slowly in a competition. I often stagnated. If I hadn’t been a good rider, I don’t know how many times I would have stumbled over.

Ling Liping really hoped that Duan Lili would go back to her hometown with her, and Duan Lili was very happy to do so, but she couldn't go because something happened in the group in the afternoon. If that were the case, it would be very lively. Think about it, two beauties from the county cultural troupe, plus a handsome guy like me, the three of them came to this remote mountain village together. That would be okay, and the villagers were designated to walk on the street. There's a lot of noise in the alleys, everyone, come and see! The county cultural troupe is here! The sensational effect was comparable to shouting from a loudspeaker in the village. Those who didn't know it really thought that the county cultural troupe was actually performing in the countryside. It was more shocking than watching an outdoor movie. For a while, people walked out of their homes and poured into the streets. You Ask me, let me ask you, where are the people? Where are the people from the county cultural troupe? Performing there? Hey, big Chaoba (fool), where else can you go?! Anyway, it’s not on your kang, hahaha......Naturally, it was at the old stage at the east end of the village. We used to do plays and movies there, right? The word spread like a flood, and everyone rushed to the old stage at the east end of the village. Speaking of this old stage, it is also old. It definitely has a long history and an ill-fated fate. This stage was built in Wanli of the Ming Dynasty. During the years, there were several natural and man-made disasters and many renovations and renovations, which changed the original appearance beyond recognition. Fortunately, the stage became bigger and bigger and more grand. The stage was very high, with the stage surface almost three meters above the ground. It's up one floor, and the stage is covered with a glazed tile roof that's almost two stories high. In this way, the stage is always more than ten meters high, and it's almost four stories high. The stage has been a part of the village for hundreds of years. No, It should be the tallest building within dozens of miles around. As a result, Zhaozhuang, my hometown, has a great reputation. Everyone knows that Zhaozhuang has a big stage, which is famous and powerful, and the people of Zhaozhuang are proud of it. In fact, this old stage has also created batches of performing talents for Zhaozhuang, and Zhaozhuang originally had an old theater troupe that has been continued with many people but not many people. It has been dozens of people at most and nearly ten people at some times. Many, not counting those who play erhu, suona and other instrumental music. Ling Liping is naturally one of the best, and village girls can act, sing and dance generation after generation. They seem to be born with literary and artistic qualities. This may be due to the inspiration or aura given by the old stage. This is also called the first to get the moon near the water, right? I often joke about this with Ling Liping, and Ling Liping laughs without saying a word, which is like acquiescence.

Every time I go back to the village, I will appear on the stage, or do some somersaults or rolls. The look, the posture, the movements, the kung fu, make everyone in my hometown stunned, and they all applaud and cheer for me. They all praised him as being like a real actor and having great skills. Now that I think about it, it was really trendy (crazy) before, it was so funny. Every time I mentioned this to Ling Liping, she would raise her two small fists and either shine them on my solid chest or my hard back, just like beating a drum, until she was tired and couldn't lift it. I started to hit her, but I never asked her to stop. I just let her beat. The longer she beat, the more comfortable she became. It was just like massaging or back-beating and scratching the itch. As time went by and the number of times increased, when she sensed my intention, she started to hit her. He pouted his lips and said, I won’t pay attention to you! Later, she learned to be good, and she just couldn't help but give a few symbolic blows, and that was enough.

An hour and a half later, the bus stopped at the commune bus station in my hometown. After getting off the bus, I still had to walk for about ten minutes to reach my hometown, Zhaozhuang. In fact, the straight-line distance was very close, just over a mile, but because of a small river, I had to go around a detour. Walk an extra two miles, and it's most pleasant to get off the highway and walk on a path that is a little away from the river. On one side is a small river that flows like singing, and on the other side is a high loess slope. On the high slope is a dense cypress forest. Unfortunately, it is a cemetery, but it looks beautiful and deep. It always feels like traveling because of those cypress trees. The trees are more than hundreds of years old, and the tombs are naturally very old. Maybe others are a little wary, but I am happy to go deep into them. Even in the evening, as long as there is someone to accompany me, I will enter at night. I have seen a few will-o'-the-wisps, and it seems that I have also heard the legendary sound of a beauty crying late at night. In fact, it is the wind in the forest causing trouble.

When I passed by today, I wanted to take Ling Liping into the cemetery to have a look, but she was so scared that she hurriedly waved her hands away.

We couldn't go to the cemetery, so I had to take her to the river. She readily agreed, and ran ahead of me, singing. Maybe women are born close to water. The dream in"Dream of Red Mansions" doesn't say that women are water. Did you do it?

In the blink of an eye, she ran up the river embankment first, and I chased after her. I didn't want to miss her, which was not surprising. The river embankment was densely covered with trees, and people could hide by squatting down. Therefore, it also provided a space for people who needed to use the toilet temporarily. It is too convenient, and when the breeze blows, you will always smell a mild or strong odor in your nose. Naturally, it also provides a natural barrier for men and women to have romantic or sexual affairs.

I stood on the river embankment and searched closely from all directions for a long time, but I didn't see any sign of Ling Liping, but I was not in a hurry. Since you, Ling Liping, want to play catch-and-seek game with us, then we will accompany you to the end. We all love to play. This, that is definitely a master. Today I will accompany you to have fun. Anyway, it doesn’t make much sense for me to go back early. I might as well enjoy the world of two people with you here.

Thinking of this, we might as well sit down on the thick grass on the river embankment and hide in the bushes, and let you find us, just in time to rest.

"Brother Sifang! Where are you?"Sure enough, within ten seconds, I heard Ling Liping shouting, haha, it's her turn to be anxious this time. No wonder we are, you hid first.

Listening to the sound, it was only thirty meters away, but I It was impossible to show up right away, so I was in a hurry first, so I suppressed my laughter and tried my best not to say anything, but I couldn't be idle, I had to take the initiative to attack. I pushed aside the dense branches and grass, and conducted a secret investigation, and soon I saw Ling Liping. I saw that she had stood up and looked around, obviously she didn't want to hide anymore. It seems that women, especially beautiful women, are more afraid of loneliness, and they can't stand it for a while.

"Hey, here I am!"I tried to lower my voice as much as possible, and it sounded like I was far away. I shouted and quickly moved to another place. This is called"shooting and changing places." Haha, it's all our fault for"Tunnel Warfare". I saw too much. As soon as Ling Liping heard my shout, she looked for the source of the sound, but when she arrived, I was not there. She stamped her feet anxiously,"Brother Sifang, stop hiding, come out quickly!""She saw through my ruse right away.

"What's wrong, Liping, you don't want to play anymore?"I still asked in a low voice, while quietly approaching her

"No more playing, I'm tired! I want to go home early."She said and walked towards the source of the sound again. At this time, I quickly and quietly turned behind her, getting closer and closer, until I was less than five meters away.

"Hum~~Brother Sifang, if you don’t come out, I will ignore you!"She continued to walk forward, and she seemed really angry. I couldn't shout anymore, so I quickly followed her. When I was within reach, I hugged her from behind.