Kidnapped to be pampered

After that, I started to catch a cold. I heard that the cold was so severe that I went to the clinic for infusion for more than half a month and didn't get better.

Lao Zhang's body and bones are not as good as before, and he doesn't have any friends to go to the Great Hall to perform shadow puppetry with him, so he stays in a daze at home and doesn't go out.

"You are thinking about the old Wang next door. I think you look much better. Why don't you go to the hall to punish your paper man. Your torn paper has attracted foreigners. They come to see you because of your reputation." It's a show." The aunt was standing in the hall talking, and after a while, she saw a thin old man with a cane coming out of the back room.

Old Mr. Zhang walked towards them slowly, looked at them with squinted eyes, and sized up a few young people. His eyes gradually focused on the two big dogs. These two native dogs were well-raised, with good fur and plenty of meat.

They were a group of four, all standing in the hall, Wang Hailong led two big dogs in his hands, and circled in the only range.

"Woof..." Da Zhuang suddenly called out, as if feeling uneasy.

"What's so fierce, I'll eat you up." Mr. Zhang stared at the two big dogs with a fierce look in his eyes, his crutches hit the ground fiercely, and with a loud voice, the two big dogs barked in fright.

Mr. Zhang is eloquent and has a clear mind. He looks more energetic than other old people, and his clothes are neatly dressed, giving people a clean and refreshing feeling. Auntie is wearing a sportswear bought for dancing in the square and a big cotton jacket.

"Hey, I can understand people's language now. Old Zhang likes dog meat. You two should be careful." The aunt even chatted with the dog, and said with a smile on her face.

Da Zhuang was still whining, then turned around and ran out the door, dragging Wang Hailong away, and the two dogs dragged him out of the door, making everyone laugh.

Abner was also laughing, as expected, playing with Xiaomu would always meet interesting things.

"Hey, this foreigner can understand Chinese, look at him." The aunt shouted, as if discovering a new continent.

"Auntie, the person next to him is an interpreter, which is convenient for communication." Ke Mu explained.

"Oh, I know that. My grandson has some translation sentences for his homework, and he learns some English. He doesn't know what he's singing all day long." Too much, children nowadays are struggling to study.

"Sit down, sit down wherever you want, Lao Li next door will help me make tea for someone." Old Mr. Zhang told people to sit down, and asked Aunt Li to make tea for them.

"What are you looking for, old man like me?" Mr. Zhang asked.

"I want to see the shadow puppet show performed by the old man. Is it convenient for the old man?" Ke Mu explained the purpose of coming. He saw that the old man's legs and feet were not flexible, so he asked tentatively.

"Hey... this old craft is going to be lost." Old Mr. Zhang sighed suddenly.

During the performances in the Great Hall on weekdays, all the neighbors and old people who stepped into the coffin with half a leg, there are no new faces, let alone people like them who came here to watch him perform shadow puppetry.He is happy, but there is sadness in this happiness.

"Old Wang is better at this skill. If he hadn't injured his hand in the early years, he would have made a name for himself with this skill. You wait, I'll get it." Mr. Zhang sighed while thinking about Old Wang next door.

"The paper figurines are his treasures. Everyone is handmade. Unfortunately, they can't make any money. Otherwise, I'll marry him." Aunt Li said regretfully, and brought tea to them.

The props of shadow puppetry are simple, a paper puppet and a piece of white cloth can act, which is naturally convenient.

Mr. Zhang stood up and walked slowly back to the room. When he came out again, he was holding a cardboard box in his hand. In the box, there are four people who have learned Buddhist scriptures from the Western Paradise, Qin Xianglian, the female general of the Yang family, and so on.

"Old Li, what should we do?" Mr. Zhang rummaged through the box, introduced people to them, and suddenly turned to Aunt Li.

"Oh, how could I do this." Aunt Li said embarrassedly, repeatedly evading.

"Let's play with it, and you, a man, will accompany me, an old man, to play with this thing in the future." Mr. Zhang sighed, looking at Aunt Li expectantly.

"Okay, let's get a Monkey King, that's all I can do, you taught me back then." Upon hearing this, Aunt Li picked out Monkey King from the box.

"This Sun Wukong is Lao Zhang's treasure. It is made of cowhide. It has been a few years. You can see that the color has changed." Aunt Li mentioned Sun Wukong and showed it to everyone. The color is indeed much darker.

Aunt Li moved her hands together, and the Monkey King did a backflip, accompanied by the phrase "My old grandson is here too", which is very nostalgic.The four major classics in Chinese literature are almost household names, and they are played every winter and summer vacation. Aunt Li likes to read Journey to the West, the kind that she will never tire of.

The shadow puppets have three joysticks, the neck sign and the hand sign. The manipulation requires coordination and flexible movements. It seems simple, but in fact it is somewhat difficult.Mr. Zhang demonstrated a few times to others, which caused Abner to reach out and take the shadow puppet. He froze as soon as he took it, not daring to break the shadow puppet, and tremblingly returned the shadow puppet to the old man.

Ke Mu took the Monkey King handed by Aunt Li, and moved it clumsily, not daring to use too much force, for fear that the prop would be damaged by him.

Abner waited enthusiastically for the performance of the old man. Mr. Zhang took out Tang Seng and Aunt Li's Monkey King gestures, and performed the monologue of the two characters alone. From Tang Seng to Monkey King, the performance was wonderful and beautiful. With the change of the plot, the tone fluctuated constantly One, it attracts people to watch.

The two performed the scene where Tang Seng accepted the Monkey King as his great apprentice. The interpreter was quickly translating. Ke Mu was busy watching the shadow puppet show and paying attention to the interpreter. Journey to the West could translate, which really made him admire.

After the performance, when they wanted to pay, Mr. Zhang refused to accept the money. Abner said that this is also a way of affirming his art. Although cultural heritage cannot be measured by money, if someone is willing to pay, it means that he performed well. .

97. Agreement

Mr. Zhang was very happy when he said this. It happened that his son came back from get off work, and his eldest grandson also came back from school. He kept keeping them for dinner.

They stayed to eat with great hospitality, and Abner really experienced eating at home once, clumsily using chopsticks to pick up vegetables on the plate, and kept praising his own pickled side dishes.

Mr. Zhang is so stubborn that he refuses to go to the table. He is very old, and his hands will tremble unconsciously. He has a common problem that most old people have. And pick up other dishes, think about a lot of bad habits, so don't lose face in front of guests, especially foreigners.

Although Mr. Zhang does not eat at the table, they have an elder grandson at home. The elder grandson is in the fourth grade this year. He is naughty and lively. He is not afraid of strangers at all. He is still very curious about Abner and asks him a question or two from time to time. Weird questions, he was scolded by his father several times during the dinner and couldn't stop, he was a curious child.

The eldest grandson also likes shadow puppetry. He learned his shadow puppetry from his grandfather, and he can show it off at school.

There was a big grandson making noise at the side, and the meal was quite pleasant. After the meal, they all sat around in the hall and listened to Mr. Zhang's experience of shadow puppetry. The group of people listened with great interest.

"You've told this story no more than [-] times. Can you tell me something new?" The eldest grandson asked Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang to play beside him, listening to his grandfather tell the old-fashioned story, and said rather disgusted.

The child's words made several people laugh, and his father yelled and scolded him. He had long forgotten his wife's instructions to be prudent in front of outsiders, and began to preach when he mentioned the child.

"Haha... Big grandson, save some face for your grandfather." Mr. Zhang didn't stop him, and smiled happily.

Ke Mu also laughed, and secretly sent a message to the people who were working overtime, with a few photos of the shadow puppets, who were chatting happily with people, when suddenly he felt that the eyes dimmed, and the child stood in front of him, staring at his phone.

"Uncle, do you have any games on your phone?" The grandson asked obediently, his voice dropped a few decibels.

"No." Ke Mu subconsciously quit WeChat, swiped the screen left and right twice, and then pressed the lock screen button.

"Okay, I'll still play with the dogs." The child left in disappointment, walked towards the two dogs, and was caught by his mother to do homework before touching the dog fur.

"Ah...Mom, I'm too embarrassed to do this." The eldest grandson called out unhappily, and was sent into the room retorting all the way.

After the eldest grandson left, the hall became much quieter. Ke Mu saw that it was getting late and got up to say goodbye. Mr. Zhang walked them all the way to the door.

"Young man, how long are you going to play in Longkou?" Mr. Zhang asked.

"Two or three days, I'll show him our Chinese culture." Ke Mu replied, Longkou is not big, so it won't take long to play.

Abner nodded repeatedly and said that Chinese culture is very interesting, expressing his love for China.

"If young people are not in a hurry, come back home the night after tomorrow, and I will give you a formal performance." Mr. Zhang sincerely sent out an invitation. Today's performance was too hasty, and the old man kept moaning. He was very dissatisfied with his performance. .

After hearing this, Ke Mu discussed with Abner, and Abner readily agreed. The shadow puppet show aroused his strong interest, and he said that he would definitely come to see the performance, and he also became curious about pottery.

After confirming the time, Ke Mu and the old man bid farewell. The next stop they will go to Hengning Village to play pottery.

Ceramic art is the art of ceramics. It has a long history in the history of China's origin and is quite representative in the history of the world. It is an art that keeps pace with the times.