Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

After Li Jianguo announced the program and received unanimous approval from everyone, each family went back to prepare which programs to report.

Zhang Xiuhua didn't have any talents, so she naturally left this task to the children.

The Chinese New Year is in two days, and all the children have gone home for vacation, even Baolin, who has been strictly trained, has returned home.

When they heard that they were going to perform, the children looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhuzhu raised her hand, "I want to sing! I can sing while playing the guitar."

She is a violinist. She is the only one in the village who can play the violin, and this is her biggest advantage.

Baolin immediately rejected her suggestion, "It's better for me to perform ice skating than for you to sing. At least my level is very high."

Zhuzhu was very angry and glared at her sister with puffy cheeks, "I know you are good at skating, but can't you give in to me?"

Baolin snorted, "I can give in to you. But do you think the villagers will give in to you?"

Zhuzhu was speechless.

Youcai smiled and said, "I think it would be better if Zhuzhu sings and plays the violin, and Baolin skates on the side as a dancer."

The idea was unanimously agreed by the three girls.

But Jidong thought this idea was just a compromise. "When we watch the Spring Festival Gala, the skits are the most impressive. I think it would be better to perform a skit to amuse the whole village. Only then will they vote for us."

Ergou's eyes lit up, "Yes! Good skit!"

Jilin raised a realistic question, "Sketch is good, but we don't know how to write scripts. Only professionals can write those."

"What are you afraid of?" Jidong thought they were taking it for granted. "Those people don't have TVs at home. We can imitate the works of comedians. We are not performing commercially, so there is no copyright infringement involved."

Li Jianguo thought his idea was great, but he still took Zhuzhu's idea into consideration. "At the end, you can let Zhuzhu sing a few lines and let Baolin skate. It can be considered an Easter egg if they perform."

Now Zhuzhu and Baolin had no reason to object.

The task of selecting the programs was given to Ergou and Jidong.

Ergou was in a dilemma. "The Spring Festival Gala has only been held for three years. Television stations in other provinces have never performed skits before. We chose skits from the Spring Festival Gala, and some people have already seen them."

During the previous Spring Festival Gala, many people came to their house to watch the fun. They certainly couldn't perform the programs they had seen.

Zhang Xiuhua had seen a lot of skits in her previous life, and she could even memorize some of them, but she couldn't tell them. The professional actors hadn't even started yet, so why was she showing off first? This really stumped them.

Jidong thought of a good idea, "Why don't we each think of a joke and then perform it? As long as we can make everyone laugh, the show will be a success."

This statement was unanimously echoed by the whole family. Who hasn't heard a few jokes since they were little?

Li Jianguo and Zhang Xiuhua have personally experienced many jokes because they work at the railway station. Now they will just throw out some jokes to stimulate discussion.

Inspired by them, others also told jokes of their own.

Jidong began to string these jokes together. These jokes were not from the same period and had nothing to do with them. He needed a thread to string them together and make a complete story.

In the end, he took a shortcut and used the framework of foreign fairy tales to string the story together.

Everyone got a complete script and started to memorize the lines. Since it was a performance in their own village, they didn't need to be very professional, and it was okay to just hold the script. But it was better to memorize it.

They read the notebook twice and passed it.

At noon on the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, all the villagers gathered at the primary school.

The reason why we chose the primary school is because there are tables here.

Dozens of tables were placed side by side, covered with plastic sheets, and the performers stood under the stage, and the villagers stood below the stage.

The reason why we didn't bring tables, chairs or benches was because it was too cold and it would be easy to freeze our feet if we sat down. Standing was relatively better, and we could stamp our feet to keep warm when it was cold, so we wouldn't freeze.

Li Jianguo didn't know when he bought the red paper with the words "Lijiatun 1986 Party!" written in large letters on it. He pasted it on the wall, making it particularly eye-catching.

The suona, gongs, drums, cymbals and cymbals that Xu Chunying borrowed from her mother's home are musical instruments commonly used in rural areas and are used in both weddings and funerals.

Zhang Xiuhua originally thought that none of the villagers knew how to play these instruments, but in fact she underestimated them. Aunt Li Si got the cymbals and started to dance. Not to mention that she polished them quite well. At least to Zhang Xiuhua, an outsider, it sounded quite rhythmic.

The villagers soon received the gongs, drums and cymbals. The four of them practiced "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix". Although they didn't play them in unison, the joyful tune had already taken shape.

"It's a pity that the sheng is missing, otherwise it would be more complete." Xu Chunying felt a little regretful. Because no one in the village could play the sheng, she didn't borrow one.

Zhang Xiuhua smiled and said, "It's not bad, it looks pretty good!"

At 1986 o'clock in the morning, Li Jianguo took the stage to give a speech. Behind him were rows of tree branches, all brought from the village, and each branch hung with previously caught fish. "Let me tell you the rules again. After watching the show, everyone has one chance to vote. No restrictions on gender or age. But you can't vote for your own family. The unit is the household. Now the Lijiatun Party begins!"

The villagers applauded one after another. Because everyone was wearing gloves, the sound was not very clear, so Aunt Li immediately signaled the music team to play gongs and drums.

There was a clanging sound of musical instruments, but the rhythm was not very consistent.

After the drum beats, Li Jianguo starts drawing numbers, which are the house numbers. Whoever draws the number will come up to perform.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that these villagers usually look honest and seem to do nothing but pick up food from the ground. It is surprising that each of them has unique skills and talents.

For example, Aunt Li Si can dance the yangge. The whole family wears red flowers on their heads and dances in unison.

Xu Chunying can sing folk songs, and her voice is also loud and powerful.

Xiangxiang’s mother can not only sing but also dance, and just looking at her movements you can see that they are quite difficult.

Aunt Wang couldn't help but laugh when she saw Zhang Xiuhua's inexperienced look. "She is Mongolian and has been learning to sing and dance since she was a child."

Zhang Xiuhua rubbed her face and said, "I feel like all of you are very capable, but I am the only one who can't do anything."

Aunt Wang laughed out loud.

Before the laughter had ended, it was her turn. Aunt Wang and Uncle Wang performed a duet, and they danced quite well.

After getting off the stage, Zhang Xiu gave the two a thumbs up, "That's amazing!"

Aunt Wang laughed so hard that her mouth couldn't stop. "I'm old now. I used to be able to twist my body a little, but now I can't do that anymore. I can only spin my handkerchief."

Tielihua took the stage next. She usually only knows how to raise chickens and make shoes, but unexpectedly she has a pretty nice voice with a kind of ethereal beauty.

Soon it was Zhang Xiuhua's family's turn, and everyone went on stage, stunning the villagers.

Because in previous shows, rarely all of them were performed on stage.

Everyone thought they were dancing, but they turned out to be performing a skit.

In the dead of night, a bandit robbed an inn. The bandit was so strong that he could beat ten people at once, and he also had a knife.

All the members of this inn were tied up, and the robber played by Li Jianguo held a knife to force them to hand over the whereabouts of the treasure, otherwise he would kill them one by one!

Zhang Xiuhua yelled at the top of her lungs, "We don't have any treasure, and our family is extremely poor."

So she began to tell how poor her family was. The nice house was made of paper and would fall down if pushed. The clothes on her body were made of paper and would tear if torn. The fruit on the table was fake.

Anyway, everything visible to the naked eye is fake. The robber cried out that he had been cheated and asked them what was real.

Several people answered in unison, "People are real."

The robber couldn't just give up like that, so he forced each of them to tell a joke. If the person laughed, he would let him go, but if he didn't laugh, he would kill him.

So several people started taking turns telling jokes.

Jidong began to say, "Once a leader came to inspect my workplace and saw the fish tank I kept in the lab. He looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what was in it. Because I like to raise things from a young age. So I answered him, 'Shrimp'. The leader was stunned and turned away. I thought he didn't hear me, so I shouted from behind, "Leader, shrimp, shrimp, leader, leader is really a shrimp." (1)

The audience burst into laughter. Li Jianguo urged him to continue, "What happened next? Did the leader criticize you?"

"no!"

The robber let him go and asked Ergou to tell a story again.

Ergou began, “I went to the hospital to get an injection before, and the nurse couldn’t find a vein after many attempts, so I asked her, ‘Are you sewing shoe soles here?’” (2)

The joke was very down-to-earth and the audience burst into laughter.

After seven stories were told, everyone was so amused that they couldn't help laughing. The robber was taken away by the police who came after hearing the news. Before leaving, he shouted, "When I get out, I will come to you to laugh at my jokes again!"