yi96

The night gradually darkened. Said

In the open space in front of the disaster resettlement site in Xiaopanshan Village, a large fire was burned. The raging flames burned away most of everyone's sadness, and many people were curiously crawling out of the tent.

"Burn the fire? What is this to do?"

"Comrades in the People's Liberation Army, why are you burning the fire?"

A child asked excitedly: "Uncle, do you want to eat barbecue? Do you want barbecue?"

After a while, the soldiers shouted everywhere: "Friends, all come out, all come to sit by the bonfire, we are going to perform a show for everyone!"

When the villagers heard this, they all walked out curiously. Some of them were unwilling to move. The soldiers went to work one by one. In the end, even those who were injured were carried out.

"Friends, tonight, our soldiers, every one of us wants to perform a show for everyone. Do you want to watch it?" Su Qin shouted at the top of his throat.

"Think!" many people said.

Because the earthquake destroyed all communications and power systems, everyone was almost isolated from the world these two days and could not see any TV. So, if there were soldiers performing a show for everyone, everyone would be happy.

"Okay! Since that's the case, then our performance tonight will begin!" Su Qin said with a smile, "I will perform the chicken-eating program for everyone."

Eat chicken?

Many villagers were stunned!

Do you still need to perform when eating chicken?

Some people look at me and I look at you, and they are all inexplicable.

Eating chicken is a very famous pantomime on earth. The old artist Wang Jingyu performed at the Spring Festival Gala in 983, which made everyone laugh so hard that they almost had cramps.

Of course, Su Qin cannot have the skills of that old artist now, but it is still not difficult to make the villagers laugh.

His pantomime was not copied by the old artist, and he made some modifications.

"Look, this is the roast chicken I want to eat for a while. This means roast chicken." Su Qin shook the ladle in his hand at everyone.

Many villagers immediately laughed: "This is a scoop for feeding pigs, roast chicken? It's not like it!"

Su Qin walked to the table with a roast chicken in a swagger.

While walking, he deliberately walked out of a domineering and arrogant posture, and his facial features were also a little distorted. He wanted to perform a bully posture, but unfortunately his figure was not so majestic, so everyone laughed out loud.

He came to the table and put the roast chicken on the plate with joy. He smiled proudly: "Aunt Yang, Aunt Yang, call you stingy! Call you stingy! Humph, how about it, your big rooster was caught by me in the end and made into roast chicken?"

He pulled down a chicken leg and bit it. His movements were exaggerated and his image was lifelike. Many villagers couldn't help laughing when they saw it!

But I couldn't eat any more.

He bit hard, pulling left and right but couldn't bite it.

These actions are basically imitating the old artist, so they are very funny!

Ha ha ha ha

Seeing this, the villagers couldn't help laughing.

"You can't even eat chicken. Uncle PLA, you are so stupid!" A child said angrily.

Su Qin was so angry that he threw the chicken legs out.

"Grandma, what kind of broken chicken legs are made of iron? You can't even chew it!"

After his words came out, the villagers laughed again.

Then, Su Qin pulled down another chicken leg.

But I still couldn't bite it. As I bit, a chicken hamstring was stuffed into my teeth.

He just couldn't pull it down.

Finally, he took out a pair of pliers and put them into his mouth to clamp the chicken hamstrings. He pulled it, pulled it, and used a lot of force to pull it off.

boom

The villagers finally laughed endlessly, and the sadness and bad emotions in their hearts were finally temporarily thrown to another side.

To be honest, Su Qin's performance can only be considered a perfect match. If you look at it professionally, it can be up to 70 points, but the villagers were all amused.

Seeing this, Su Qin's heart finally landed.

As long as you can temporarily forget your worries and no sadness for the time being, this will be considered successful.

Su Qin's show not only made the villagers laugh, but many soldiers were also amused.

The soldiers were all dispersed and stood up with the villagers.

"Auntie, is Su Qin's show good-looking?" Battalion Commander Wang Mo took the initiative to find the topic.

"It's good, it's better than the ones on TV!" The old man couldn't stop smiling.

"Auntie, I'll go up to perform later, you have to support me!"

"Really, Xiao Wang, you really want to perform too? Then I will support you! Our whole family will support you!"

This family was mobilized.

Such things are born in every family.

"Okay, my program is over. Now, our battalion commander, Comrade Wang Mo, will perform boxing for everyone!"

Boxing?

When some children listened, their eyes lit up.

The battalion commander came to the center and hugged everyone: "Friends, my set of fists is called Monkey Fist, please see!"

Huh Huh Huh

The battalion commander immediately started fighting on the ground.

However, he did not play the real monkey punch, but was jumping around imitating the monkey's appearance, which was funny.

This is the idea Su Qin gave him!

When many villagers heard that he was going to go to the stage to punch, they widened their eyes, wanting to see what the soldiers' punches looked like, but looking at it, it was just a monkey show, so everyone laughed again.

After performing the show one after another, many soldiers did not know how to perform, but with Su Qin's guidance, they still tried to make everyone laugh. Although the performance was not good, they still managed to make the villagers laugh!

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Su Qin took out the flute: "Friends, let's teach you how to dance, okay?"

"Dancing?" Many villagers' eyes were bright when they heard it.

Most ethnic minorities in this village are from the same village. All ethnic minorities are good at singing and dancing. They are happy to listen to the dance.

"My dance is very simple, just kick your legs. Let's see me demonstrate first..."

Su Qinyi jumped up while playing the flute. The melody was extremely simple, but the rhythm was a bit strange!

When jumping, I just kicked my legs here and then I kicked my legs there.

It's a bit like the dance at the Yi bonfire party on Earth.

Although the villagers' eyes were lit, Yi was embarrassed at first, so Su Qin shouted the soldiers to come first.

Everyone was next to each other, and the people behind held the shoulders of the people in front and circled around the bonfire.

Su Qin played the flute, and everyone jumped while walking.

At the beginning, everyone was not familiar with each other and jumped around. Some people even kicked everyone in front of them. The villagers suddenly laughed and leaned back. Later, the atmosphere gradually became warm. Some children and young people joined in. Later, some people joined, some were very old or injured and unable to move, and they watched from the side and clapped their hands.

The bonfire was beating and the music was heard. The villagers and soldiers jumped around the fire, laughing, and the sadness brought by the earthquake seemed to be temporarily forgotten.

Beside the fire, the oldest elderly people in Xiaopanshan Village, as well as the village chief and village party secretary, looked at each other, and smiles finally appeared on their vicissitudes of life.

"Now! Our Xiaopanshan finally laughs again! There is laughter, there is hope!"
Chapter completed!