Live: I Keep Beekeeping Deep In The Rainforest

noon.

[Zhu Maomao, sent 99 likes: Okay, it's finally ready. 】

【Desire to be happy, send 1 plane: The anchor is a genius, raising bees, planting flowers, catching fish, carpentry, cooking, herbs, and what else he doesn’t understand? 】

[Eternal, send 1 application card: Maybe he will have children. 】

One by one pop-up.

in the live room.

The atmosphere is very lively.

In front of Su Ran is a new wind machine.

He had an axe in his hand, which he turned over as a hammer.

A piece of wood is being added to it in a tenon-and-mortise structure.

Knock tight.

A heavy voice echoed in the courtyard.

When he knocked a nail out of wood and knocked it into the windmill owner's frame.

Finally wiped off the sweat.

Smile on face.

The wind valley machine he made has the same shape as the old wind valley machine next to it.

In order to take care of Sister Ahui's height, "Four Three Zeros" also cut the wooden feet a little shorter.

One new and one old.

Two wind valley machines are put together for comparison.

Netizens are excited.

[Little Angelfish, send out 1 super rocket: The anchor is great, I want to be your apprentice! 】

[The local tyrants are so troubled, they sent a super rocket: Don't pay attention to the waste fish upstairs, the master is on top, please accept the disciples. 】

[Liu Cunyi, president of the Great Anhui Woodworking Association, sent a rocket: It's too powerful, in fact, to be honest, I don't even know how to make a wood fan. 】

[Wooden craftsmanship Liu Tiankai, sent a plane: now all use electric, but I support maintaining this traditional craftsmanship, don't let it be lost. 】

[Grandpa Ah Fu, the old wood, sent a rocket: young man, let's see if it can be used. 】

[…]

Traditional machines are built.

But whether it can be used or not is very touching.

Su Ran watched the barrage, and he wanted to know too.

After all, this was the first traditional farm implement he built.

But now is not the time to harvest rice.

No one is drying the rice.

He didn't want to put stones, it would be difficult to clean up then.

He thought about it for a while, then walked towards Po A Chun: "Grandma, the wind valley car is ready."

"Is there any rice at home? Let's see if it works. 55

Po A Chun went in and out, watching him finish the wind valley car, and pointed to the house excitedly: "Last year's harvest was in the corner of the house."5

"Besides eating, I also feed chickens."

"Grandma can't carry it, how much do you use to get it yourself. 35

Su Ran nodded and walked into the house.

The light in the room is a little dim.

There is no furniture.

Children's clothes and shoes are everywhere.

Wang Xue sat on the small stool, hugged sweet potatoes, and looked at the radio on the table with a smile.

On the broken radio, the local traditional drama, Yedao opera is being sung.

Squeak ah.

gongs and drums.

Very lively.

Su Ran walked over to a few sacks in the corner, checking the paddy.

Netizens were attracted by the drama.

【What a strange singing voice, why can't I understand it?】

[I know all about Peking Opera and Kunqu Opera, but I have never heard of this. 】

[Not to mention, the suona is blowing vigorously, and the gongs and drums are also ringing haha. 】

[The anchor quickly introduces and introduces to this official. 】

Su Ran smiled and said to the live broadcast room: "Actually, I don't really understand."

"But this is a coconut island drama."

“It is a local traditional local theatre, a branch of Southern theatre.35

"It is also divided into two classes: Sheng, Dan, Jing, Mo, Chou, and civil and military."

"Yedao Opera is a local opera branch of Yiyang Opera that has gradually formed on the basis of Zaju, absorbing Minnan Opera, Hui Diao, Kun Opera, Zhengyin Opera, Song and Dance Eight Tone, Puppet Opera, Taoist Music, etc.

"I remember there seem to be several dramas, which should be called "The Story of Huaiyin", "The Story of Pipa", "Single Sword Club", and "The General of the Yang Family."39

"When I was a child, there were often theatre troupes in the countryside who set up a stage to sing. At that time, it would be as lively as the Chinese New Year. Adults and children would bring benches to watch. If it was in a town or another village, we would also form a team to watch it. 99

"Now the entertainment life is rich, and the inheritance of the troupe is also difficult. It has been many years since I saw a real person singing.

"The older generation loves to listen and can only find comfort on the radio.

Done.

He scooped up some rice with a gourd and went out.

[Old man Lin Yanlin, send a plane: not to mention Yedao drama, in fact, many dramas have fallen and become old man dramas. 】

[Grandpa Laomu Afu: Opera takes root among the people, and our Kunqu Opera has also disappeared. I can only go to the park when I have free time and sing a few words with a few old friends. After we leave, it is estimated that Gone. 】

[Wang Laotou Woodworker: Our generation has been used to watching and listening to opera since childhood, but young people don’t like to listen to it. What are those strange music and movies? It really spoils the culture left by our ancestors. 】

[Brother Awen: Opera is a traditional culture and must be protected. 】

[…]

Su Ran's words resonated with many of the older generation.

But this is unavoidable.

Times keep moving forward.

Just like the old black and white movies, they were once brilliant, but they had to give up the stage helplessly.

Only those who really like and love this line of business will pay attention to it and let it be passed down.

He came to the yard with the melon scoop, found the rice bran for feeding the chickens, grabbed it and put it into the melon scoop.

He shook it to make them more mixed.

"All right."

"These rice brans were brought back by the villagers when they went to make rice."

"It's better to feed chickens and ducks than to throw them away.

"Traditional drama is lost, but it may also be that our generation is not old."5

"When we are old, we may not be able to accept new entertainment, and we will be like our grandparents and devote ourselves to traditional culture and become an antique in the eyes of young people.

"Let's try this traditional wind valley car!"

Done.

He dumped all the rice in the gourd into the bucket.

Netizens watched nervously.

Even Wang Xue ran out, holding the struggling sweet potato, widening his eyes curiously.

Su Ran found a bucket and put it under the mouth of the grain funnel, waiting for the clean rice to fall out.

He put his hand on the rocker and was about to shake it when he suddenly remembered something.

"When it comes to old objects, the most common one we saw when we were kids was the walking tractor.

"Every time we see a driver start a fire, we kids like to watch.

"The starting method of the tractor is the same as that of the Wind Valley car, but the 0.4 is much more laborious.

The voice just fell.

He pressed the wind valley car with one hand and shook his head with the other.

Gurgling.

The sound of the fan blades turning slowly sounded.

The whirring wind was getting louder and faster.

At this time.

Su Ran reached out and unscrewed the clip on the bucket mouth and put the rice in it.

rustling...

I saw more than two catties of rice, and suddenly fell into the wind valley car.

Photographed by the fan blade again.

The rice bran came out of the air outlet like dust and flew into the distance.

However, the clean rice grains tumbled and fell into the bucket from the funnel.

in the live room.

Countless netizens are boiling.

【Success!】

[Shake the tractor haha. 】

[My dad used to drive a tractor, this is the smell haha!]

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