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Chapter 326 Storytelling



Chapter 326 Storytelling

Ye Qing likes porridge cooked with various beans. Every time she makes this porridge, she can drink two bowls.

The second baby is very well behaved and doesn’t need to be fed by adults. After eating, he follows his brother out to play.

"Eggplant tastes better when cooked this way than when fried." Li picked up another piece with chopsticks.

The steamed eggplant was very soft and Li had no difficulty eating it.

She also likes cold tofu, which is refreshing and easy to chew.

After they cleaned up the kitchen, they went to the door of the meeting hall together, carrying fans and mats.

A few storytellers came to the dock, and the villagers invited them to the village to tell stories for a few days.

The head of the village didn't ask the villagers to pay, he paid with the public account.

The village invited two of the best speakers to speak to everyone for half an hour every night.

Ping'an and Erbao came to grab a seat after finishing their meal, and when Ye Qing and the others arrived, their seats were quite close to the front.

When they walked to their reserved seats, they saw that the grandparents of the Sun family were next to them. They had eaten early and came early to chat with them.

Boss Ye brought a cool mat for Li, and Old Man Ye came over to sit with them after a while.

The storyteller had not arrived yet, so Mrs. Li, Grandma Sun and several elderly people in the village talked together about the stories they knew.

Ye Qing found it very interesting. They told stories one by one, and then another about what my relatives told. The stories were very detailed and the young people around were fascinated.

In the summer evenings, when cooling off, the elderly like to tell stories. At first they start telling stories, but later they turn to telling ghost stories, and they tell them with such seriousness that it seems as if they were there at the time.

Ye Qing knew it was fake, but she still felt a chill down her spine. Ye Qiu came over with Xiu Bao in her arms, and Ye Qing leaned against her aunt out of fear.

Ye Qing glanced around. Everyone didn't care about the heat. They sat in a pile and listened attentively.

A few old people were talking to each other, not caring about the feelings of the people around them at all.

Everyone listened attentively while trembling.

"He tiptoed into the room, slowly opened the door, entered the room, and just as he reached the table, the door suddenly closed by itself." Ye Qing held his aunt's arm and listened to every word.

~Dong~Dong~Dong~

There was a sudden sound of a gong, and everyone screamed in fright.

The atmosphere was already there just now. Everyone was listening to the story attentively, and the sound of the gong gave them goose bumps.

Ye Qing buried his head in his aunt's arms, making the elderly people around him laugh.

It turned out that the storytelling time had come. Ye Qing and Wei Xin looked at each other, feeling itchy and wanting to hear the continuation of the story.

Several young people begged the old man to continue telling the story, but a few of them fanned them back and promised to continue the story tomorrow.

Ye Qing is not afraid now. There are so many people around. Old Man Ye was also sent here by Uncle Ye. They sit here together waiting to listen to the story.

Today's storyteller is about forty years old, wearing a long robe, holding a fan in one hand and a teacup in the other.

There was a table and a chair at the entrance of the meeting hall, where the storyteller sat and told stories to everyone.

The storyteller knocked on the table with his razor. The talking stopped and everyone looked at him.

"Before I start telling the story, I'm asking you to pay attention and listen carefully. If you make noise and can't hear clearly, don't blame me for not being able to explain clearly. I'm from the capital city, and I have all kinds of stories. Today I'll talk about Erlang Shen and Roaring Sky Dog."

After the gentleman finished speaking, he struck a gong and everyone cheered in unison.

The storyteller in the long robe was sitting at first, but then he got excited and stood up to tell the story to everyone.

Sometimes her voice is bold, sometimes soft and charming, and her posture and expression change with the story.

Everyone was fascinated by the story, following the changing emotions of the characters. When they heard that Erlang Shen's mother was captured and taken back to heaven, everyone clapped their legs anxiously.

When they heard that Erlang Shen's eldest brother was gone, they began to weep. Some women were also worried about their family.

The storyteller was very good at keeping the pace of the story. When it came to the part where Erlang Shen saved his mother, the story came to an abrupt end with the knock of the wake-up stick.

"If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next chapter." The storyteller took a sip of water to moisten his throat, then stood up and left the table.

"Don't go, sir. Tell me a little more about what happened next and how Erlang Shen became so powerful." No one moved. They wanted to listen for a while longer.

Ye Qing knew the content of the story, but the atmosphere was different when everyone was listening together. Coupled with the storyteller's exaggerated movements and expressions, he felt very much looking forward to what was to come.

Wei Xin glanced at the storyteller and pulled Ye Dalang's sleeve reluctantly.

"Let's go back. Ping An hasn't done his homework for today yet."

Ye Dalang said something to Old Man Ye, then took his two sons and went home to pack up.

Ye Qing also followed him back, and Ye Qiu stood up holding Xiubao.

"Aunt, there's nothing wrong at home, you can play for a while."

"Let's stop playing. We're taking Xiubao with us. Children can't go home too late." Ye Qiu took out three peach wood sticks from his pocket and gave one to each of the three children.

Ye Qing then noticed that the people around him with children were getting ready to get up and go home.

The two children were also happy to listen to the story, and they even imitated the storyteller, each playing a role and reciting the lines to each other.

The adults were amused. They first sent the aunt home and then went back to their own homes.

The two younger ones took a bath first. The hot water they had gotten during the day was still warm.

"Sister-in-law, let's cook earlier tomorrow and go listen to the story earlier. I still want to hear that story from Grandpa Wu."

Wei Xin also wanted to know what happened next, so he promised to come back from the farm early tomorrow.

Ye Qing went to the backyard to take a shower. The sun was shining brightly these two days and it didn't rain. The road was dusty and his body was covered in dirt.

After Ye Qing finished washing his face, Ye Lao Da helped the two old people back. Ye Qing poured them some water and asked them to rest first.

Old Man Ye asked about Ye Erlang's condition, and when he heard that everything was fine, the smile on his face became even bigger.

The villagers are busy now, and they haven't gathered together to chat for a long time. Everyone came today, and most of those who were at home came to listen to the stories, and they are more satisfied with their current life.

After Old Man Ye and Mrs. Li exchanged a few words, they started to prepare for a shower and bed. They had been so excited just now that they felt sleepy once they calmed down.

Boss Ye helped the two old people to go to bed, checked the doors and windows again, and then went back to wash up and go to bed. He was very tired after the day.

Ye Qing was awakened by the sound of reading. Ping An got up to recite the lessons. Everyone else in the family was up too.

Ye Qing helped Wei Xin cook. There were so many people at home that one person couldn't handle it all.

"Qingya, are you going to the dock today? I'll take you there." Ye Dalang asked her.

"I'm not going. I believe Brother Ye Fan can manage the shop. I have something to ask Uncle Wen Zheng." Ye Qing took out the boiled eggs and set them aside to dry.

Wei Xin went into the room to call Erbao. He would cry if he didn't see Ping'an when he got up recently, so Wei Xin had to wake him up early in the morning.

Erbao was whining in the house and was reluctant to get up. When he heard that someone had brought back some delicious food from the city yesterday, he suddenly jumped out of the quilt.


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