Chapter 74 He Seems to Be in Love!

Song Mingbo finally had a day off and went home.

I don’t know why, but this time when I went home, I felt like everything had changed.

But I didn’t have time to think more.

I went to the brigade headquarters to help out early in the morning.

I soon became familiar with Chu Zizhou. He went there with his younger brother and sister.

My aunt and the others had come a long time ago. The electricians from the commune and the field staff of the art troupe began to install microphones, the kind covered with red silk cloth.

Not only did they debug the microphones, but they also had to pull the wires.

When they went there, they saw Chu Zizhou busy with them.

Although Song Liang felt a little jealous, Chu Zizhou called him Uncle Song affectionately, so he had to come early to help.

But in fact, Song Liang was thinking more about the people and things at home now.

In addition, it was obvious that shoulder bags and hair flowers were profitable. While they were new and rare, he had to get more. But now the land had been converted into paddy fields, and there was a lot of work to do. Land was the foundation, and it couldn’t be lost. After a long time, the big thing of making money at home fell on the heads of four women.

Among them were his old mother and underage daughter.

This made Song Liang feel a little useless.

He had to do something.

While he was helping, Sun Zhiqing came over and helped with the work while trying to find a way to talk to him.

His attitude was obviously much more intimate.

Song Liang glanced at Sun Zhiqing, who was much more cheerful now.

I heard that he was very close to Chu Zizhou.

He smiled, how normal it was.

When Song Ting appeared, the people who came early looked at her in surprise, and some even asked directly: "Tingting, don't you work in the city?"

Song Ting smiled: "Sixth Aunt, I work in the city, in the art troupe. I passed the exam and haven't been converted yet."

Sixth Aunt: Ah ah? Oh oh oh!

His mind was a little confused.

Chu Zizhou glanced at Song Ting over there, it turned out to be a member of the Song family, no wonder she looked familiar, this girl is really hardworking, she has never been idle since she came to Erdaohe Village, rushing to do the dirty and tiring work, I think it's not easy to be a handyman in the troupe.

So, several young men in the village were immediately arranged to help carry things.

Song Ting was free here, so she went to help in another place.

Chu Zizhou shook his head helplessly.

Deputy County Magistrate Zhao came again, and President Huang came with him.

Not long after, Gu Huaian's car slowly stopped in front of the gate of the brigade.

Gu Huaian walked in slowly, and the noisy yard seemed to be silent for a moment.

Song Yunuan was talking to her brother, and felt that the atmosphere was not right. She turned around and saw Gu Huaian.

Although Gu Huaian was young, he had an upright and elegant posture, a calm and calm step, and a noble aura that could not be ignored.

Ah, the handsome little brother is here again!

Just at this moment, the microphone came with a tearing sound of electricity, breaking the brief silence. Gu Huaian and Song Yunuan looked at each other for a few seconds, and then separated lightly.

What on earth did she attract his attention?

Song Yunuan was very curious.

First, Gu spoke, then Deputy County Magistrate Zhao, Gu Huaian and Chu Zizhou sat together, and then Chu Zizhou went on stage and said a few words.

The villagers of Erdaohe Village felt very different today. How should I put it? It was as if their village had become a Feng Shui treasure land overnight.

Coupled with the fate of the Wang family, the villagers were really well-behaved. The children were all well-behaved. They were not allowed to urinate or defecate anywhere, spit anywhere, make loud noises, eat melon seeds, and don't bring your mouth. Just clap.

Even President Huang thought it was very strange.

The performance officially began.

The show was very exciting, with solo crosstalk and opera taking turns. The villagers of Erdaohe Village had never seen such a scene before, and they clapped their hands excitedly.

At this time, Song Yunuan, her brother and her family were sitting in the front row.

They came early, so they naturally occupied the best place.

Then the announcer began to announce the program: "Please enjoy the interlude of the Honghu Red Guards, Honghu Water Waves, composed... Singer: Song Ting, accompaniment: Lan Danfeng, etc... Please give a warm welcome!"

The villagers were all stunned for a moment. Song Ting, the sister of Song Liang?

They should have the same name and surname.

Aunt Liu excitedly pulled Old Lady Song: "Is it Tingting, is it, is it?"

Old Lady Song was more excited than her, and her voice trembled: "Yes... is it?"

What kind of answer is this?

At this time, the music had already sounded.

This is the familiar prelude of a song that everyone is familiar with.

It is impossible to say that people of this era don't know this song.

It is almost familiar.

Song Ting and another girl walked to the center of the stage hand in hand.

Song Ting wore a small jacket with orchid-shaped side openings, red cuffs on her arms, a belt around her waist, short hair, bright eyes and white teeth, and looked even more graceful.

The other one wore a red jacket and was also very beautiful.

The people below widened their eyes.

Looking at Song Ting in disbelief, she seemed like a completely different person.

Then, a melodious voice came from the microphone: "... The waves of Honghu Lake are rolling..."

There are millions of people who can sing, but few have recognizable voices.

Song Ting has a golden voice.

Sweet and clear, loud but distant, as if it can give you goose bumps.

Director Gu valued Song Ting very much, but he also knew that this small art troupe could not keep her, so he tried his best to create opportunities for her to practice. In addition, Gu Huaian was in Nanshan, and he also invited two technicians, so the first stop of the performance was given to Erdaohe Village.

A member who has not yet been converted to a regular member of the troupe was given the opportunity to go on stage.

It turns out that Song Ting belongs on the stage.

Standing there shining.

Chu Zizhou didn't care much at first. It was just a county art troupe. He had even seen the art performances in the auditorium.

They were all masters.

But at this moment, Chu Zizhou felt stupid, couldn't breathe, and even his heart stopped beating.

He seemed to be in love!

Gu Huaian looked indifferent, and looked at Song Yu Nuan who was so excited that she wanted to jump up. The little girl's eyes were sparkling, and she held her heart with both hands, looking exaggerated.

This is understandable. When he was four years old, he saw his elegant mother chatting and laughing with foreign guests with a warm smile, and he was like this.

Then he glanced at Chu Zizhou inadvertently and frowned.

Chu Zizhou, something is wrong.

When the performance was over and Chu Zizhou called Song Liang Song Big Brother, Gu Huaian felt that he understood.

Song Liang was almost knocked over by the shouting.

He stared at Chu Zizhou and asked: "What did you call me just now?"

"...Ah, that...Brother Song." Chu Zizhou said with a stiff face: "Look, Gu Huaian and I are brothers. Your daughter calls my brother uncle, so if I call you uncle, wouldn't it be a generation gap, right, classmate Song Yunuan?"

Song Yunuan narrowed her eyes.

Your head!

Chu Zizhou touched Xiao Asheng's head: "Ah Sheng, call me uncle from now on, do you hear me?"

He pointed at Song Mingbo: "And you, too."

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