Scholars in the courtyard

On the stage of the Red Star Machinery Factory.

The announcer has been replaced this time, but the voice is still passionate.

"Please enjoy the last program of this performance."

"Stage play, Ten Farewells to the Red Army!"

As the voice fell, everyone present held their breath and looked at the people on the stage.

In the front row, the old man put down the enamel pot in his hand and looked at the stage.

The person who appeared, the former gray military uniform, the familiar Zhongshan suit, and the suit pants.

There were also two red cloth collar badges sewn on the collar of the military uniform, and an octagonal Lenin hat.

In an instant, the memories deep in the old man's heart emerged, and his eyes were a little wet.

The same was true for Huang Laozhang and others on his left and right.

They moved their lips, wanting to make a sound, but they were afraid of scattering the fragments of memories in their brains.

And the eldest sister and others on the side saw this outfit and became serious.

The women beside him stopped talking.

In an instant, Ran Qiuye felt that the people around him had complicated expressions, as if they were reminiscing and missing.

On the stage, the sound of suona and erhu rang out, and an old lady walked onto the stage tremblingly, stretched out her hand to wipe the stool, and then sat on it with a smile on her face.

The next moment, a burly man in patched clothes strode up and knelt down in front of the old lady with a plop, "Mom! Son, I'm gone!"

Bang bang, kowtowed, and then stood up and left.

The old lady sat there, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Son, mother is waiting for you to come home!"

As the voice fell, Liu Lixue, who was also wearing a gray military uniform, appeared on the stage.

"As soon as the Red Army was sent off, Jiezhi went down the mountain"

With the unique timbre of western Jiangxi, it slowly sounded on the stage. The burly man who had just left next to him had a big knife in his hand and was fighting with two people in yellow military uniforms

"Mom, my eldest brother is gone, the white dog is coming, we will go to fight the dog too!"

"Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of my third brother."

The singing paused for a moment, and two men appeared on the stage, kowtowed in the same way, and then left. The old lady was still sitting there, just wiping her tears with both hands, and there was an octagonal hat on her hands, with a red star on it, as red as blood.

"You, be careful, mother is waiting for you to come home!"

"Three times to send off the Red Army, this one has gone down the mountain"

A deep male voice sang from the other side, full of power, as if it was a contempt for all difficulties and contempt for death.

"Mother, you are good at home, I'm leaving!"

When the young and tender voice came again, behind him, the old lady had three hats in her hands.

Tears kept flowing...

But she couldn't say that sentence!

Because she was afraid to say it out, and what she sent back was another hat.

"Seven times to send off the Red Army, this one has gone down the mountain"

Liu Lixue's voice came again, but everyone could clearly hear some broken sound in their ears, and there were obvious emotional fluctuations.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to these.

Seeing this, everyone understood.

All understood, all cried.

Under the stage, those who had experienced it personally were already in tears.

Those who were infected felt the same way.

Once, how many mothers sent their children to the team.

Once, how many days and nights they hoped that their children would come back.

Once, they called out to their mothers in their dreams, and in their dying moments, they also thought of their mothers.

"Mom, my brothers are gone! I, I want to protect you, and I want to go too!"

When a female soldier stepped onto the stage in military uniform, she lay on the old lady, where seven hats were placed on her legs.

When the old woman heard the voice, she raised her hand to touch her daughter's cheek, but her eyes could not see, and her tears had dried.

"Hua'er, mother, mother is waiting for you to go home!"

"Mother is waiting for you to go home!"

After the voice fell, a woman next to the eldest sister couldn't help crying anymore.

"Mom, brother..."

"I'm back, I'm back..."

The eldest sister hugged the woman in her arms, patted her back, and kept comforting her.

The women around her also shed tears and comforted each other.

Ran Qiuye saw this scene and wiped her tears with her head down. She already knew the identities of these people in front of her!

In the front row, Mr. Huang had clenched his fists and let his tears blur his vision.

Beside him, the old man clasped his hands tightly on the table, and Mr. Qin on the side had covered his face with both hands...

Mr. Wang even grabbed Yang Xiaotao's arm and exerted force to relieve his inner emotions.

Tears kept falling on his cheeks, and he was still mumbling, "Tell me, who made this, who made me so uncomfortable."

"I, I want to find this person, drink, drink, drink him to death!"

Yang Xiaotao also wiped his tears with his head down, and then replied softly, "You can't drink more than him!"

Mr. Wang didn't even turn his head and stared at the stage carefully.

Mr. Zhou next to him said, "It's okay, count me in, take turns!"

Mr. Wang nodded, "Yes, we two brothers, brothers come together!"

Yang Xiaotao didn't speak this time, and then continued to watch the performance on the stage.

To be precise, it was recognizing people. Only in this way can I get out of the situation and shed fewer tears.

And I saw many familiar faces.

Who else is the boss but Zhou Kui?

No wonder he spoke so briefly just now!

Huh?

Old lady, Lou Xiaoe?

Now you are addicted to being a mother!

However, it was a really good performance.

As Yang Xiaotao was thinking about this, singing sounded again on the stage.

The low sound of suona affects people's thoughts, as if they are witnessing those heroic years through the smoke of gunpowder.

"Send a Red Army away..."

When everyone finally stood on the stage, they divided into two teams and started singing.

Only now did everyone in the audience regain their composure, some wiped their eyes, some rubbed their faces, and some even started to pinch their noses.

However, the singing still makes people feel uncomfortable.

"What did your kid just say?"

Mr. Wang wiped his face with his sleeve, then looked back at Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao did not speak, but raised his hands to applaud.

The sound fell, and the performance on the stage was over.

At this moment, the people in the front row stood up and applauded vigorously.

Even the old man in the middle was clapping his hands and nodding his head.

At this moment, the stage play has ended, and everyone is lining up. After the curtain call, they get off the stage and arrive at the arranged place.

"Comrades, what a great performance!"

The old man calmed down, then looked back at Tong Xiaolong, "Ask who compiled it. Such a good stage play must be publicized!"

After hearing this, Tong Xiaolong replied, "Chief, I heard from the eldest sister that Comrade Yang Xiaotao made this up!"

Hearing this, the old man turned back to look at Yang Xiaotao who was standing aside, and then looked away, with a hint of recognition on his face.

Mr. Huang next to him said in surprise, "This guy is not very old, but he feels like he has experienced it himself."

Several people around looked at Yang Xiaotao's young appearance. It was hard to imagine that someone without that kind of experience could express this emotion so passionately.

“I feel because I want to understand.”

The old man said happily, "We cannot forget those comrades who sacrificed their lives. We want more people to remember those years."

"Old Huang, let the comrades from the Propaganda Department arrange this performance."

Huang Lao nodded immediately after hearing this. Of course such a good thing must be well publicized, "Don't worry, chief, I will make arrangements later."

When the applause ended, Yang Youning came to the stage again to preside over the curtain call.

"First of all, let us give us a warm round of applause to thank the actors who gave us such a wonderful performance."

bang bang bang bang

Just as Yang Youning was thanking him on the stage, the director in charge of counting scores approached Yang Xiaotao.

"Mr. Yang, the results have been calculated. Please take a look."

Yang Xiaotao came to the side and took the statistical data table. Not surprisingly, the first place was the finale of the stage play, and ten were sent to the Red Army.

And the score is 20 points higher than the second place poetry recitation.

This shows the popularity of this show.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the data and found that half of the top ten programs of the Machinery Factory, including its branches, were in the top ten. This was a solid home field advantage.

Of course, Yang Xiaotao would not look for any balance adjustments.

Since this is everyone's will, it means everyone really likes it.

In this case, the machine shop also receives a reward.

"Comrade Yang Xiaotao, chief designer of Hongxing Machinery Factory, will be invited to preside over the following award ceremony."

"Everyone is welcome!"

After Yang Youning saw Yang Xiaotao waving, he continued to the next item.

Amid applause, Yang Xiaotao walked onto the stage holding the newly released transcript.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Xiaotao, especially the actors. They were too nervous to speak at this moment, hoping to hear Yang Xiaotao call out their names.

You know, the reward this time is very generous.

Even for the participation award, each person has a military coat.

Even the third place, those are also good things, a motorcycle and a washing machine. Although they can't be divided among the team, it is a great honor to get them.

And this is only part of the rewards. Every participant who finishes third will receive a reward from the textile factory, which is much better than the New Year benefits.

As for the second place, in addition to a motorcycle, a washing machine, and a refrigerator, everyone participating in the performance will be rewarded by the textile factory, and there will also be a rice cooker given by the machinery factory.

The first place is a TV, a refrigerator, an air conditioner, a washing machine, and a motorcycle. Each person will receive a radio in addition to the second place winner.

This reward was so generous that everyone present was greedy for it.

Even Yang Xiaotao hesitated for a moment after learning about it and wanted to participate in the show.

But in the end he resisted the urge.

Once you participate, even if you win first place, you will be suspected.

"Ahem"

Yang Xiaotao stood in front of the microphone and coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Good afternoon everyone, I am Yang Xiaotao from Hongxing Machinery Factory."

"First of all, I would like to thank all the leaders, all the comrades workers, thank the comrades who came, and thank the actors who worked hard. Thank you. It is precisely because of your arrival that this performance was so successful."

"thank you all."

bang bang bang

"Secondly, I want to thank Director Yang for not taking my job away and giving me the opportunity to come forward and show off."

Ha ha ha ha

Yang Youning shook his head and smiled below. After saying these words, he will probably be remembered by more people.

"This brat knows how to cause trouble."

Mr. Huang looked at the originally serious venue and immediately burst into laughter after saying these words.

Even the chief smiled and said, "To enhance the atmosphere, young people must come."

Everyone laughed after hearing this.

"Hey, let's get down to business. I looked at the award-winning program above and it's really well deserved."

"Tsk tsk, this is the reward. It's great. Do you want to know what reward the third place will get?"

"think!!!"

Shouting broke out, and people throughout the venue were shouting.

"If you think so, then I can't tell you."

"Cut~~~"

"Mr. Yang, don't you know?"

Everyone was moved by Yang Xiaotao, and someone immediately shouted.

"How could I not know about motorcycle washing machines? Ahem, Secretary Liu has to read this out. I can't take the job away."

Yang Xiaotao just said two names, and the people below were already excited. Many actors were already holding each other's hands, very excited.

I've been having a lot of pain lately, and I feel like my brain can't move. I can only post two chapters tonight. Sorry, everyone!