The performance will begin on August 1. After the selection of the chorus is confirmed, the members of the chorus have to go to the school auditorium to rehearse for an hour every day after school. The combination of these beautiful men and women is very eye-catching. Many of the classmates who did not participate in the chorus went to the auditorium to watch them rehearse in order to see these beautiful men and women.

In rehearsal, Han Mingxiu always adheres to the principle of not pulling out the top, not being obedient, singing normally, and going home after singing.

I thought that if I acted in such a low-key way, I would not provoke any right or wrong!

It's a pity that she is too beautiful and has outstanding temperament. Although she reduces her sense of existence repeatedly, she is still noticed.

One day, when she came home from rehearsal, she was standing on the side of the road waiting for the bus when a brand-new Flying Pigeon bicycle stopped in front of her.

"Han Mingxiu, are you going home? I'll give it to you. "

A boy in a white shirt, green army pants and black shoes stopped his car in front of her and talked to her with a red face.

Han Mingxiu is a passer-by. As soon as he sees that the boy's ears are red and his body is stiff on his bicycle, he knows that he is also very nervous now, but he is trying to keep calm.

This kind of expression and this kind of posture, also can have this kind of performance only when nervous and cramped.

Needless to say, the boy must have wanted to chase her, but he didn't dare to. This time he took the initiative to chat up with her. It must have been so easy for him to summon up his courage and make up his mind to come here.

Han Mingxiu looked at his young and cramped face and said with a smile, "thank you, but no, I still have to buy shoes for my son and my daughter. I won't go home first."

When the boy heard that Han Mingxiu had a son and a daughter, he was stunned and his face became more red.

"You... You. Married? " He asked in disbelief.

Han Mingxiu nodded and said, "I've got three children."

A disappointment flashed in the boy's eyes. He slowly lowered his head and said, "well, I won't disturb you. I'll go first..."

With that, he rode away quickly.

Han Mingxiu looks at the green and astringent figure and shakes his head with a smile.

Ah, it must have hit this innocent little boy. She's an old aunt. She really doesn't do good!

**

"Niang, have I heard from sister Xiu?"

One afternoon in the middle of July, I came back from work in disorder. As soon as I entered the house, I couldn't even drink water, so I asked loudly by pulling my neck.

He has been asking this question for several months since he came back from the capital. Every day when he came back from work, he bent down and purred to wash his face. After washing, he took a towel and wiped it with his hand. He said, "sister Xiu knows uncle Zhou, isn't he a senior official, and uncle Gao, isn't he also a big boss? My sister Xiu can't help me find a job, Can't they find it yet? They are all capable of water. If they are willing to help me, they will help me find work! "

Zhang Shuzhen said, "you can pull it down. Your sister Xiu and their mother are still relying on others for help. You are begging for help. How shameless it is for people to look at our family? Don't go to beg for shame. Besides, we can't live in the village. Why do we have to go to the capital? "

Throw the towel into the washbasin and say, "can it be the same? People live in the capital. That's life. Just like we live in this small village. I don't want to live in this small village all my life like an ant. I want to go to the capital and do something like my sister Xiu. "

Zhang Shuzhen said with a sneer, "OK, you can go to college like your sister Xiu. If you get in, your father and I will send you to the capital with gongs and drums!"

"I... I didn't say that I had to go to university. I mean, I can go to work, work hard, or work. Anyway, I can support myself when I go to the capital."

Wang Wenyuan said earnestly, "in chaos, the capital is good. Not only you are willing to stay, but your mother and I are also willing to stay. However, we should be more down-to-earth. We are old farmers who eat white books. We should stay in the village honestly. Why do we have to cut our heads and go to the city? Is the capital so nice? When you go, don't you have to give Xiujie trouble again? "

In disorder, he said unconvinced, "who said that if I went, it would cause trouble to my sister Xiu? I don't believe that. The capital is so big that I can't do my job? I can't go to college like my sister Xiu. Can't I make great efforts? Are the roads in the capital built by migrant workers? Is the house built by migrant workers? Why can't I do what other people can do? "

"Don't choke that useless, eat quickly!" As soon as Zhang Shuzhen saw that the uproar was not over, she went into the kitchen with a basin of big cakes and put the basin in the middle of the table for dinner.

When he looked at the family and ate big cakes, he couldn't help complaining, "why do you eat big cakes again? I eat big cakes all day long. Look, my face is turning into big cakes. "

Zhang Shuzhen gave him a white look and said: "it's good to have enough to eat. When I was your age, I couldn't get a big cake."

"When you were a child, how many years ago, can you compare with now?" Murmured wildly.

Seeing his son's impatience and dissatisfaction, Wang Wenyuan said to Zhang Shuzhen, "his mother, go and fry two eggs. Come on, I'm busy working every day. I'm so tired that I can't stand it if I don't eat well."

Zhang Shuzhen said, "we used to eat like this in our family, but we didn't see any dissatisfaction from him. When we came back from the capital, we learned to pick and choose. Let me see. We shouldn't have asked him to go to the capital that time. We'd let his heart grow grass..."

This sentence, chaos is not refuted, his heart is really grass, or wild fire burning, spring breeze and grass, and the idea of going to the capital, like the wild grass, crazy growing, simply can't control!