It was not until Jiang Xiaoxuan had enough filming that she stood up reluctantly and prepared to go back.

Back at the entrance of the village, Jiang Xiaoxuan reached out to Zhou Heng: "Come on, please hold the kitten for me."

Zhou Heng was stunned and asked, "You really want to take my kitten away? That won't work. This is the one who caught mice for our family."

Jiang Xiaoxuan: “…”

How can this person intervene?

She said, "I won't take it away, I'll just hug you."

Zhou Heng handed her the kitten.

Just after walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a erhu sound, and then a long singing voice appeared:

"Why did God trap the heroes?

Sighing that heroes are not as good as Weeds!

The journey of 90,000 miles without expectation,

Only thousands of scattered in the sea of ​​boiling dust.

I, Wu Song!

It's like a wandering trace,

I have also been tricked by fish and shrimp.

Oh! Look at the wine flag saying "Three bowls are not enough to stand". What does this mean? Let me drink a few drinks and ask for it.

restaurant!"

The voice is vigorous and the singing style is full of artistic appeal with local characteristics.

Jiang Xiaoxuan only heard the first sentence and stood there, shocked and refused to take another step.

She asked Zhou Heng: "Can we go in and listen?"

Zhou Heng said: "What's wrong with this? This is the home of our primary school teacher. He is retired now. Let's go, I'll take you in."

I believe there are such people in many villages: he is a primary school teacher and has taught for decades. A father went to elementary school with him and his son was still in elementary school. The teacher could tell what his father and son had their own characteristics.

Basically, it can be said that the two generations in the village were taught from him.

In the village, he is considered a respected old man.

Teacher Liu used to be a private teacher who was responsible for teaching Chinese and music. Later, he moved to private offices to public offices, but he was not qualified enough and could not transfer them. Later, the private offices were cancelled, and he had no choice but to retire.

In fact, he was not old after retirement, so he joined a performance band to accompaniment for other people's wedding banquets and make some money.

But weddings are not present every day, and I spend most of my time at home.

Unexpectedly, he still has this kind of aura and plays and sings at home.

When I walked in, I found that it was not just Teacher Liu, but also a bald old man, Lao He from the village.

Both of them have musical instruments on hand.

In front of them, there was a platform with colorful cardboard men on it.

Zhou Heng greeted: "Teacher Liu, you are so happy that you are so early!"

While debugging the piano, Teacher Liu looked up and agreed to him: "Zhou Heng, it's you? We had nothing to do after breakfast, so we had fun, hehe... How is your dad's health? Is it okay?"

Speaking of which, when Zhou Heng's father came back from the hospital, he also took his things to visit. After all, the home is not far away.

Zhou Heng and Teacher Liu made a warm remark.

Teacher Liu pointed at Zhou Heng and introduced to Lao He: "This is the boy from the Lao Zhou family. Do you still have the impression of it?"

In fact, everyone belongs to Longxi Village, but one lives at the east end of the village and the west end of the village. The village is not small. In addition, there are big age differences like this, if the contacts are not tight, you may not have any impression.

Zhou Heng knew him because he had a classmate in elementary school who lived next to him. He often saw this person when he was a child.

But Lao He didn't know this junior anymore, and he knew his father.

Zhou Heng mentioned the name of his elementary school classmate, and Lao He suddenly remembered: "Oh, remember, when you were a kid, you stole the watermelon from my house. Even if you were not even red, you ruined several watermelons. Hahaha..."

Zhou Heng was suddenly embarrassed.

They were making noises, and Jiang Xiaoxuan took the opportunity to admire the colorful paper people on the table.

Teacher Liu saw her face, but he saw that it was brought by Zhou Heng, probably his girlfriend, so he enthusiastically introduced: "This is a shadow puppet here, we sang and played with it for nothing. I just sang "Wu Song Fighting the Tiger"."

He taught authentic local dialect all his life and never taught in Mandarin.

Zhou Heng translated for her.

Only then did Teacher Liu realize that the girl was a foreigner.

As a local indigenous person, he must have an obligation to introduce local characteristics to this foreigner.

He pointed to Lao He and said, "Lao He is the inheritor of shadow puppetry in our area. He was rehired to the Municipal Folklore and Traditional Culture Research Center as a consultant. We have time to practice it privately by ourselves."

Zhou Heng was a little surprised. When he was a child, he went to this family to steal melons and eat them. He didn't know that he was a shadow puppet.

Unexpectedly, I was rehired by the city now.

I think so, he was in that era when he was a child, and many things had been eliminated. Shadow puppets can be regarded as one of the "Four Olds", and probably also affected.

In fact, not only shadow puppetry, many things have been eliminated and almost cut off their inheritance. Many young children have only heard of such things, but have never seen them.

Zhou Heng didn't understand why Lao He was obviously a shadow puppet expert, but why did he only work at home at that time?

The reasons and experiences in this are probably similar to those of many people in that era.

Lao He is dressed very interesting now, with a head with no hair left, and a big back, shiny and shiny scalp.

Although the shirt on my body is not new, it is extremely straight, with the hem tied into my trousers, and the leather shoes are old and clean.

It was so hot that I was holding a teacup in my hand. When I was about to rattle the rhythm, I put the teacup on the table.

Zhou Heng remembers that when he was a child, village cadres were fashionable in dressing up like this. Walking among the villagers with mud legs, he felt as if he was standing out in the crowd and was full of cadre style.

But after decades, the trend of cadres has improved. Why does he still dress like this?

Zhou Heng made a big guess, maybe Lao He still lived decades ago. He thought that being rehired by the city was considered a cadre, so he had to pay attention to a little style.

Now, both of them are in their seventies, and only this hobby is left, which is quite good.

Jiang Xiaoxuan was also very interested in this art. She picked up small paper people with bright pigments and fiddled with them, and was very amazed.

She is a few years younger than Zhou Heng and has never seen many things before.

Speaking of which, this area is called "the hometown of shadow puppetry", but I haven't seen anyone performing it for decades. Zhou Heng, a local, can hardly say the taste of shadow puppetry.

Zhou Heng has some knowledge about shadow plays.

In fact, there are shadow puppetry of different styles in farming across the country.

Legend first came from the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, and began to flourish in the Tang and Song dynasties. It even exported culture during the Yuan Dynasty. Türkiye now has branches of shadow puppetry.

The Qing Dynasty was probably the heyday of shadow puppetry, but in the late Qing Dynasty, the turmoil began to suppress it. Later, the world became more turbulent, and this art became even more stagnant.

After liberation, shadow puppetry ushered in an era of revival, but after "breaking the four olds", the industry almost disappeared.

Nowadays, these old cultures that are about to disappear are gradually remembered and then taken out and said to be revived.

It can only be said that the times are due to it.

Unfortunately, but helpless. History always moves forward without stopping, not waiting for anyone or anything, and if you can't catch up, you will be eliminated.

Jiang Xiaoxuan was really interested, and Teacher Liu and Lao He were also interested because they had more of her devout audience. They pulled up the curtain on the spot and sang it.

As soon as the door was closed, the windows were closed, and the room was pitch black. A few lights lit up behind the shadow puppet curtain, and the characters who were depicting deliciously were controlled and posted on the curtain to the audience.

The audience saw colorful skinny people walking, standing, playing or dancing, all of which were controlled by the characters' joints.

Teacher Liu sang himself, and Lao He controlled three characters and sang the lines of supporting roles. The two also performed a play.

Jiang Xiaoxuan recorded the whole process with her camera, sighing at the greatness of art.

A person who is nearly seventy years old still sings so heroic and powerful, and art can really infect people.

Although she couldn't understand some dialect lines, the story of "Wu Song Fighting the Tiger" almost no longer needed lines, and the plot was already in my mind.

Walking out of Teacher Liu's house, Jiang Xiaoxuan was still excited and said, "I didn't expect that today I actually watched a special shadow puppet. I finally knew what the shadow puppet is going on."

Zhou Heng looked at her smile sideways, and couldn't help but laugh.

People have different thoughts.

While everyone is still busy with food and clothing, buying a house, buying a car, marrying a wife and having children, she thinks about this and that all day long.

Watching a shadow play is as exciting as watching a star concert.

When he got home, Jiang Lijun had a dark face.

Didn’t he just get up a little later? His daughter ran to the mountains with people! This...

No one knows his father's daughter. When Jiang Xiaoxuan saw his father's expression, she knew what he was thinking. She quickly said, "Dad, I just went to take some photos, and I have someone to lead the way for me."

Jiang Lijun continued to not speak, but was still polite and polite to Zhou Heng.
To be continued...