Sketches on the Spring Festival Gala

The end of the year is approaching.

It was like a night of spring breeze, and red lanterns were quietly climbing onto the branches on both sides of the long street. The joyful red added color to the world, beautiful and warm.

The wanderer who is wandering outside is going home, and this year, Lu Yang is no exception.

As newlyweds, of course, they had to celebrate the New Year at their husband's house in the first year. The two bought New Year's goods in the supermarket and the plane was in the afternoon.

As for the feeling.

Lu Yang doesn't feel much.

Unlike previous Spring Festivals, he certainly doesn’t have to face the problem of urging him to get married after he goes back this year. To this day, he is already a family and career, and his wife is pregnant, and he is a real winner in life.

From the Demon Capital to Huzhou, and then to an inconspicuous small village in Huzhou, Gu Qinghan followed Lu Yang all the way. When the night came, he finally arrived at Lu Yang's hometown.

It is normal and bizarre. The people of Lao Lu family always maintain the tradition of returning to their hometowns for the New Year. Relatives reunited one after another a few days before the New Year. They stayed in this rural villa a few days before and after the first day of the New Year. The same is true for other families in the village. The once deserted village is now very lively.

"What am I going to do?" Gu Qinghan pulled Lu Yang to the corner and asked quietly.

Everyone here is busy, the children are busy doing homework, and Lu Yang's uncles and uncles are busy killing pigs. As daughter-in-law who came to celebrate the New Year for the first year, Gu Qinghan certainly cannot be idle. She doesn't want to hear others say bad things about herself and Lu Yang.

The sketch continues, and Peisi's movements and expressions all show pride, "You come and persuade me to surrender."

There is nothing strange at the table. Some people discuss plans for next year and there are all kinds of topics. Everyone is chatting. This is how they spent the past, but today's atmosphere is better and the dishes are better.

"Yeah, yeah." Gu Qinghan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, touching a card from the table, "It's so bad!"

"Later I shot you and broke up."

Peis: "The first three scenes of our play."

It's really bad. Mahjong needs to wait for key cards, such as Lu Yang waiting for Gu Qinghan, or Gu Qinghan waiting for Lu Yang.

The yard is a world for women. There are several aunts picking vegetables next to the well. There are two big tables beside them. Everyone else is playing mahjong, making a clamor.

Turn.

"This is the drama!"

"You want to weaken my family status, right?" he asked viciously.

The Lu family in front of the TV smiled, and Shi Mao's actions and lines fitted, interpreting the confusion, especially the previous performances of the two, plus that word.

"Don't want to leave?" Lu Yang asked from the side.

The sudden sound attracted everyone's attention. Everyone followed her to the TV. Shi Mao walked onto the stage from the audience, and there was applause from the audience, with exclamation.

"Their sketches should be read."

"You have been rebellious again in the last three games."

As for family, fearless.

The sketch played on the TV is called "The Troubles of the New Year", which is a story of reunion when you go home, making a noisy and noisy one. From the beginning, urging the younger son to getting married, then urging the older son to having a second child, and finally, the neighbors get married early and have a second child early, the elderly envious.

Gu Qinghan just blinked at Lu Yang, which means that it is a necessary element for showing saints in front of people - if you want to raise yourself, you have already come out, and it depends on his performance next.

Before Gu Qinghan got a response, he heard Lu Ma’s shout, “Qinghan, come and play two games for me.”

"Yes." Gu Qinghan nodded, "But the prerequisite for retirement is success or fame."

The few people near the card table were all from the Lu family. Gu Qinghan felt that his relationship with them was more like a netizen. After all, he met each other through group chats at the beginning. Of course, he could chat unscrupulously across the Internet, but this is reality.

Lu Yang: "."

"cheers!"

"Auntie, do you want to eat?" Beside him, the smart little ghost head wanted to instigate Gu Qinghan.

"It's okay, I think you are great and you can get there in the future." Some relatives encouraged him.

On TV, Peis said, "Look."

Noisy and emotional sublimation, and then a self-feeling.

"When was the song written by Lu Yang?" Grandpa Lu suddenly asked.

Sitting on the big table of more than 20 people, Grandpa Lu raised his wine glass, and the cups collided and spoke out, and the whole family enjoyed dinner happily.

New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Eve dinner, Spring Festival Gala.

"This year, the Gu family has a new member, and next year there are two more." Grandma Lu saw the little girl's little thoughts and put a piece on her.

Time is fast, and it is time for "The Protagonist and Supporting Role".

"This time. I'm rebellious again?"

Lu Yang said to the yard, "Go there."

"This year's sketches are not good." Grandma Lu commented, "I don't know when to smile."

Gu Qinghan never inserted his mouth. She followed Lu Yang, gently touching his elbow from time to time, indicating that she wanted to eat this and that.

Shi Mao: "You are the Eighth Route Army like me in the first three games."

"How far should it be?"

"It's pretty good, it's better to go home for the New Year." Lu's mother said from the side, sounding like comfort.

In addition, Shi Mao and Peisi's performances are full of traces, which fully demonstrates the different reactions of getting the protagonist and assigning the supporting role. One side is proud, the other side is unwilling to accept it.

She understood where Lu Yang's straight male cells came from, and they were all inherited. Grandpa Lu, the largest Lu family, spoke in this way, can these little ones get used to talking in a curve?

The women said in a verbal way, all of which were praises.

"Funny!"

The professionals all spoke, and they laymen could only nod.

"Yes, yes, yes." Shi Mao said with a smile, as if he was very satisfied with this part of the plot.

Anti-Japanese dramas are exclusive to the elderly. Even if young people don’t like them, they have watched them.

Last night's emergency mission, I have to go on a business trip in other places these two days.

"The Spring Festival Gala is getting worse every year."

The conflict is clearly understood - the battle between the protagonist and the supporting role.

It's done.

"I don't know." Gu Qinghan was a little confused, "At least, the general environment in the entertainment industry can change at least, right?"

Nowadays, most people still have a sense of expectation for sketches. After all, most people don’t like to listen to music and dance can only watch beauty. Sketches and crosstalk, which are down-to-earth, content and laughter, programs are more popular.

"There is no place that Lu Yang is not satisfied with me, right?" Lu's mother asked, her tone was like the feedback from top salesmen after consulting customers for their use.

Pointing to the audience.

It's tasteless.

“This outfit is not mine.”

The two of them spent several days playing in this ordinary mountain village, picking chestnuts in the forest in the back mountain, and using soil to make beggar chickens in the farmland. Lu Yang was recalling his childhood, while Gu Qinghan was constantly surprised.

But she didn't care about it anymore, eating whatever she wanted.

The audience in the audience was also laughing, as if everyone agreed with this statement.

The host's voice came from the TV. Now it was the same as the broadcasting session. The next program was a sketch. At almost the same time, Lu Yang could clearly feel that everyone's eyes were silently staying on the TV.

"It's yours."

“Lu Yang is good.”

"No, no, no." Gu Qinghan shook his head, "I just sighed, what does the seclusion that the ancients pursued are like."

With laughter and joy, everyone sighed softly and gave an evaluation that was issued once a year.

"Don't think about it." Lu Yang was completely a villain, "I won't give it to you before I even started eating!"

Good guy, he has become a villain in the eyes of children again.

At the end of the New Year’s Eve dinner, the men brag and fucked, and the TV was on at the dinner table, and everyone would glance at them when they were bored.

"I think about it." Gu Qinghan blinked his eyes and then blinked at Lu Yangnu and said, "But I can't beat him."

The bullet will fly for a while.

Lu Yang stretched out his finger to praise her brain circuit.

"Not mine!"

"For the New Year, most of the men cook." Lu Yang explained, "Just go play mahjong, no one talks about you."

"Shimao and Peisi are also old partners."

As soon as Gu Qinghan got on the table, Lu's mother sat next to her. The women whispered quietly. Gu Qinghan nodded from time to time to adapt. When talking about health care and other content, she could even put a few words on her mouth, but she could complain about her own men.

She seemed to be speechless again.

"You are a traitor!"
To be continued...