Because Han Qingsong was sitting here, Liu Chuncai trembled a bit whilst he was talking. A few mistakes were made as he stuttered through his lines.
This line especially was full of pauses, “This useless woman was hopeless in terms of needlework, hence… Hence, she t-told her man, ‘y-you should hurry up and leave.'”
When Han Qingsong looked at him, there was a sudden unknown force that prevented him from speaking. Panicking, he didn’t know what else to say as his mind blanked out, so he uttered the words that he actually wanted to say to the Director.
“Hahahahahaha…” The audience burst into laughter.
This particular passage was about Lin Lan’s self-deprecation. Everyone in the village knew about it anyway, so it’s okay to perform it. It was necessary to show the daily life of the Commune members and shed light on the matter in order to provide a valuable lesson to the other villagers.
The Commune members were also used to it as well.
However, it was the first time Han Qingsong had listened to this. Upon seeing Liu Chuncai’s manner of speaking, he merely thought that the man was talking about something that happened in everyday life, which was why he never would have expected that Lin Lan was the one who compiled the script.
In fact, he assumed that someone had made a story about his own wife, so his gaze was piercing cold and as sharp as a knife when he laid eyes on Liu Chuncai.
Liu Chuncai was terrified to the point where he might actually wet himself. He was going to continue his lines with ‘help me sew’ instead of asking the man to ‘hurry up and leave’, but he accidentally revealed his inner voice.
Lin Lan couldn’t help but burst into laughter. As she squinted at Han Qingsong who was below the stage, she gestured to her own mouth and raised the corners of her lips, indicating for him to smile.
His originally cold expression softened.
Han Qingyun next to him asked curiously, “Third Brother, what did sister-in-law tell you?”
Han Qingsong, “Did she say anything?”
Han Qingyun, “Sister-in-law was doing something …” He gestured, “Meow~~”
The audience laughed again.
Lin Lan clapped her hands, “How about this? Today, let’s invite someone from the audience here to tell a story and just talk about their life. Whoever has something interesting to share, do share it so we all can have fun together.”
She didn’t want anyone to make it a habit to make remarks and judge others. Therefore, she wanted things to be brought up in a public and direct manner just for laughs. After that, no one would bother to joke about the misfortunes or incidents that have already been shared.
Some boldly pointed at Han Qingsong and shouted silently, “Let him speak.”
Lin Lan and Han Qingsong’s gazes met.
Han Qingsong immediately stood up, “I still have something to do, so I’ll be leaving first.”
“Hold on, Third Brother,” Han Qingyun held him back, “Tell us a quick one.”
Han Qingsong said, “I don’t have any jokes to tell, but do you want to listen to some crime cases?”
“Yes! Tell us one!” The audience yelled.
Han Qingsong talked about the investigation of the Yellow River Brigade. Although the process was serious and straightforward, it was also full of plot twists and odd turns.
“And in the end?” Someone couldn’t help asking.
Han Qingsong, “What do you mean ‘in the end’? Of course they were sentenced to the firing squad.”
Everyone couldn’t help but shiver— the man was too cold.
“It was done well, in my opinion. Against someone , a firing squad was an appropriate manner to end him!”