60s: Petite Wife

311 Pulling foreign films

Outside, Shen Jiao stood and had nothing to do, and told Qian Shumeng about Xu Qiao's strange things, especially the milk powder jar, which made Qian Shumeng burst into laughter.

"This Xu Qiao is really a disgrace to an overseas scholar. How can he be greedy for petty cheap like a market woman?" Qian Shumeng was full of contempt.

Wu Gangqiang walked out empty-handed. Hearing her words, he couldn't help but said angrily, "Some people have such stinky virtues, dogs can't change their shit!"

Shen Jiao was surprised and asked, "Why didn't you take the raw fry?"

"No, let the fake foreign devils and father and son eat them!" Wu Gang said strongly.

It turned out that when he ran back just now, he found that there was no raw fried rice on his table, but Xu Qiao and his son had a few more golden Peugeot fried fried rice on the table.

It's natural to be happy to eat for free!

"Eating Lao Tzu's raw fried rice will choke you to death!" Wu Gangqiang cursed.

"Uh!"

Xu Qiao, who was eating raw fried food beautifully, suddenly touched his neck, rolled his eyes, and looked very painful.

Xu Aihong, this person's original name is actually Xu Maidi. He changed his name to Xu Aihong three years ago. He is very good at research, much more shrewd than his father Xu Qiao.

As soon as he saw it, he knew that Xu Qiao was choking. He ran to the window and asked for a bowl of raw soup without money. It was actually plain water. He brought it back to Xu Qiao to drink. Even if he could afford the gun, he couldn't care less, and even after taking several mouthfuls, it could be considered that the half of the raw fry that was stuck in the throat was flushed down the esophagus.

"Huh!"

Xu Qiao sighed comfortably, expressing affirmation and praise for his son's method of solving the problem without spending a penny. A sly smile appeared on the faces of the father and son, who were similar to each other. on spectacle lenses.

Wu Gangqiang calmed down after scolding a few words, and said to Shen Jiao: "Jiaojiao, I'll take you to see a foreign film, Sun Wukong beats the white bone spirit three times, Wu Song beats the tiger, Lin Chong Yeben, and the singing of the foreign film, It's interesting!"

Qian Shumeng pouted, "What's so good about foreign films, let's go to the book market to read, maybe we can find some good-looking comic strips!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Shen Jiao decisively waved her hand and said, "Let's go to the foreign movies first, then go to the book market, don't quarrel!"

Little White Rabbit turned into an overlord flower, and immediately shocked the two of them, obediently followed Shen Jiao to watch foreign movies.

La Yangpian is a middle-aged uncle, a big box, divided into upper and lower layers, the upper layer has a painting, the painting is a majestic monkey, holding a golden stick in his hand, next to it. There was also a ferocious goblin, wearing a white cloak, panicking and trying to escape.

Below is a large wooden box, surrounded by several small glass holes, and three things hang on one side of the box - gongs, drums, and cymbals.

A middle-aged uncle in a long gown stood beside the box with a smile. He knocked "ping ping pong pong" for a while, attracting many adults and children to come around.

"Bang Lige aura of aura—"

A long and long opening remarks came out, quite like Tianjin drums, Shen Jiao listened to it very interesting, and she surrounded her with great interest.

"Come on, just come and see, look inside, look inside again, after watching this piece, it's another piece, it's about the Monkey King Equaling Heaven, who escorted the sage of the Eastern Earth to fetch scriptures, passing the snake back. The beast is afraid of the White Tiger Ridge, and met the thousand-year-old demon, the White Bone Spirit..."

"Bang Lige aura of aura—"

The middle-aged uncle's voice was clear, beautiful and full of charm. Not only Shen Jiao, but other children also listened with relish.

However, most of these children are watching the fun. They don't need money to watch the pictures above, but they can only see one picture. They can see eight pictures below, but they cost five cents each time. This is not something that all children can afford.

Moreover, if some children have five cents, they would rather go to the book market to read comic strips. One cent can be read in front of a book stand for a day. What a bargain!

Wu Gangqiang took out five cents and handed it to the middle-aged uncle, motioning Shen Jiao to lie in front of Xiao Kong and look at it. The middle-aged uncle started shouting, and when he pulled the lead, the pictures in the wooden box moved.

A monkey flew up with a stick in his hand, and when he pulled it again, a goblin that looked like a ghost flew out. When he pulled it again, the monkey and the goblin were fighting together. Shen Jiao was dazzled.

And the middle-aged uncle is still beating gongs and drums, and sings two more stanzas from time to time, which is vivid, just like the dubbing of the movie, which is very interesting.

The monkey and the goblin in the box fought so hard that they cracked and slapped, and the monkey hit with the third stick. The goblin was killed by it.

"Okay, read it." The middle-aged uncle said with a smile.

Shen Jiao was a little unfinished. It was the first time she had watched a La Yang film. It was much better than the shadow puppets she had seen in her previous life.

"I still want to see it, uncle." Shen Jiao pleaded softly, handing over five cents.

A pretty girl is always liked by people, and a girl like Shen Jiao who dresses cleanly and has a sweet voice is even more likeable. The middle-aged uncle readily agreed and did not accept Shen Jiao's money.

So-

Shen Jiao watched Monkey Fighting Goblin again, but her body was still stuck in the box and refused to move away. Looking at her appearance, she was afraid that she wanted to watch it a third time!

Qian Shumeng took her away decisively. Does it seem like it's not over yet?

She said brokenly, "We'll go to the movies later. The people in the movies are alive, just like real people, foreign movies are dead, and they're not as good as movies!"

Shen Jiao gave the uncle five cents, reluctantly left, and went to the book market. She was pleasantly surprised to find the comic book of monkey fighting goblin that she saw just now. She bought it very generously, and also bought another picture~www .wuxiaspot.com~ and a series of comic strips that she thinks are good.

There are dozens of books, and the boss wrapped her in kraft paper into a square, and then tied it to the rear seat with nylon rope, which was very strong.

Qian Shumeng was also very happy, and said to Shen Jiao, "In the future, we will change our books. I will read your comic strips, and you will read my fairy tale books."

"Don't read fairy tale books, it's full of nonsense and unrealistic, you can just read my books." Shen Jiao despised some fairy tale books, and said very generously that she could read her books.

Qian Shumeng blinked, looking at Shen Jiao's arrogant little appearance, she was both hate and love, and she was so angry that she twisted her several times.

In the movie theater, a promotional video was passed, majestic music sounded, and many living people suddenly appeared on the white cloth. Although she knew it was fake, Shen Jiao was still shocked, for fear that those people would jump out of the screen. .

Especially the crackling sound of guns made her heart skip a beat. After watching a movie, Shen Jiao broke out in a cold sweat and her back was wet.

It's still a good-looking foreign film!

Shen Jiao really had no interest in watching movies, her heart couldn't take it anymore.

The old sheep loves to eat fish

Thanks to DaisyC's He Shibi, thanks to Baobei Doll i's peach blossom fan, thanks to the book city's quiet and far-reaching 1888 book coins, thanks to jly69, depressed persistence, Tingting 2192, 1 flying bottle 1, Aixinjue Luo Hongye's peace charm , Thank you to all my friends who supported me. Today is the fourth watch. I haven't shouted for a long time. The old sheep shouted, please subscribe and ask for a monthly pass, thank you!

Note: Layang Pieces originated at the foot of the Tianqiao in Beijing. It is a traditional folk art of the Han nationality. It has basically disappeared now. Very few people are engaged in this art work. It is a pity!