louisehourcade Chapter 167 Whoever says frontier fortress has no character, who says Liaodong is as good as he can
Chapter 167 Whoever says frontier fortress has no character, who says Liaodong is as good as he can
On the snowfield at the moment.
Whether it is Zhang Xinyi, Zhu Yuanzhang, or Fusu with white hair.
They were all shocked to see the ghost who sang and danced.
Zhu Yuanzhang looks even weirder!
He suddenly remembered what Lin Yan said to him at that time.
"The younger generation was originally an ordinary person, but by coincidence, he took over the scumbag who had nothing to do, extradited the red soul of the cemetery, got reincarnation, received the golden soul, and gained merit; went to the dragging river to pick up 150,000 red souls who cross the river and go home , get nearly 100,000 ghosts; extradite Wenquxing to reflect the soul, get my underworld judge; take 340,000 Jinling grievances to the underworld, get the first ghost general of my underworld..."
"Cause and result... all are like this! 55
"I want to make Daxia Haiyan Heqing, everything is as he should be, the soul of evil will be punished and go to hell; the soul of goodness in life can get what it wants, even if the world is impermanent and helpless to die in vain. Cast a good tire!
"I want all souls in the world to have justice!!!
What he said back then...
It's not just nice words to trick yourself into going to the underworld.
The cloudy son of the underworld.
I really want to bear the suffering of Daxia a hundred years ago.
Just over a day.
He really prepared a lot for these resentful souls in Liaodong.
And with the sing and dance of the ghostly dharma.
Above the snowfield, all the ghosts and grievances raised their heads in shock at this moment.
Look at the savage who keeps singing and playing!
They hadn't heard such a cheerful tune in... many, many years.
Errenzhuan is not a grandstanding person in the eyes of ordinary people pretending to be ugly on stage. What they sing about is the hearty and openness of the people of Liaodong, the richness of this black land, and the deep nostalgia in it!
It was a hot cry in winter. The people sat under the stage and listened to the two of them turning around. The suona sounded, and no matter how cold the weather was, the heart was still hot.
But when the women came, the fiery suona was played in vain, and there was no more cheerful tune.
And at the same time.
Central Television's studio.
Zhang Hongjie stared blankly at this scene.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly turned red.
The big tears fell directly.
Because at this moment, that ghost sang a new song again, and 263 no longer sang Zhu Bajie.
Instead, he began to sing the more well-known "Little New Year's Eve"!!!
The three heads and six arms of the ghost.
One person can play all the tunes.
"The first month is the New Year, the first day of the new year! 35
"Every family reunion party, ah, the little ones give New Year's greetings to the old! 99
"It doesn't matter whether it is male or female, eh yo yo yo yo yo!
"Everyone put on those new clothes, eh yo yo yo..."
Zhang Hongjie couldn't help crying in the studio at the moment, humming along.
"Auntie came to our house, let's do something for him!"
"Braised pork with vermicelli and slaughtered that little chicken and that big reed flower!"5
"Chicken, ah, buckle mushrooms, eh yo yo oh yo ah...'
while humming...
The director who has always been very serious in the central station.
At this moment, he suddenly squatted on the ground uncontrollably.
cry so loudly.
The surrounding staff, looking at this scene, were a little stunned.
The scene in front of me was shocking and touching.
But it is by no means the sharpest picture since so many episodes of the show.
so many times before.
Zhang Hongjie, even if he rubs his eyes, he can still hold it.
But this time, he suddenly couldn't hold back.
No one knew that the little New Year's greeting was his mother's favorite humming during her lifetime.
At this moment, his mind is all about his childhood.
During the Chinese New Year, I wore new clothes and was carried by my mother on my back.
A picture of a mother in a small home, carrying herself behind her back and going around in circles.
While coaxing herself, she sang that little New Year's greeting...
"The first month is the New Year, the first day of the new year! 35
"Family reunion party, ah, the little ones give New Year's greetings to the old..."
He has been without his mother for some years, and he has not returned to Liaodong for some years.
And at the same time.
online.
CCTV official website live broadcast.
Countless barrages passed by.
The two most frequently written words... are "Liaodong"!
And the comments below the video.
There are several comments that have been topped the front row.
"It's so sad, when I heard those little songs, (bedg) I, a native of Liaodong, suddenly couldn't hold back... I haven't been back to Liaodong for a long time, but when I was a child, I lived in Jixiang Prefecture with my grandfather..."
"When I was young, my mouth was blistered and the pain was so painful that I couldn't eat anything. My grandfather picked me up from school at noon every day and went to a small restaurant to eat Mushu meat, egg, soup and rice. Because it was so delicious, there was only one small restaurant in this family. , I could eat it, I went for an infusion after I ate, and went back to school after the infusion, and I persisted for two weeks!"
"Now I'm a mother, and my home is not in Liaodong anymore. Recently, I got angry with taking care of the baby. I have a blister in my mouth and I don't want to eat. I'm too hungry today. In a southern city, I suddenly found a Liaodong restaurant... Reluctantly ordered his Mushu meat egg soup rice, didn't have much hope, but when I ate it, I realized that it had the taste of my childhood.
"It hurts so much, but I'm still finished. I don't know whether I miss my grandfather, or Liaodong, or my hometown..."
And right below that comment...and similar comments.
"My hometown is Xidu, and the university I took the exam was far away. The time difference from home was more than three hours, and it took nearly five hours to take a direct flight. When my parents are older, it is inconvenient to travel back and forth, and because the air tickets are very expensive, I spend most of the winter and summer vacations. I went home once. Two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, my mother suddenly called me at around 9 pm, and she asked me to go to the balcony of the dormitory and look up at the sky.
"I followed what she said and it was still just in the evening. My mother asked me: "Is there a moon over there? I said no.
"She was silent for a while and then said: "Our moon is very round today. "I miss my mother's dumplings so much... She also loves to sing "Little New Year"!! Does she miss me too..."
Further down, comments like this abound...
"When I was a child, my grandfather's family lived in the countryside of Liaodong, and there was a begonia fruit tree. When my grandfather's parents were about to ripen the begonia fruit, I wanted to go up the tree to pick the begonia fruit. You can pick it yourself! I have grown up now, but why is there no crabapple tree!
"My grandfather is actually a very bad old man. He sometimes gets angry and I regret being this person's granddaughter! He has a big temper and likes to listen to the radio... The radio broadcasts this kind of rotten duo, I thought back then. It's ugly...I suddenly remembered today, every time I go back to my hometown to go to the grocery store to buy something, he always asks me if I have any money, and every time I steam braised noodles, he secretly hides a big bowl of meat for me in the kitchen. It's actually very good to me, I love it!"
"My family is in Jinling now, and my father is from Liaodong. He never said that he misses his grandmother, but no matter how many times he moved, the leaked copper spoon is still in my kitchen!"
"My home is in Mingzhu City, my hometown is Liaodong... I have been married for ten years. Today, when I was cooking for my daughter, I suddenly wanted to eat the pancakes made by my grandma. My grandma is no longer there. While eating the oil cake with the same taste as my grandmother made, I sighed. My daughter asked my mother why the cake you made was so successful this time. I..."
"Please! Please don't use knives... On the years I have been eating knives in the comment area!
"You guys from Liaodong are really... obviously just homesick... why do you say it so euphemistically... you have to stab me again, don't you!
"I never dreamed of it... I would one day hear the two of them turn around and cry so hard!!!
And at the same time.
on the snow field.
Thousands of zhang ghosts, still singing and dancing.
This is the method Lin Yan learned from the previous Tianfu Prefecture, before the mass graves.
people at that time.
I always miss my hometown when there was no war.
But let's be honest.
such a short time.
The two-person turn he has learned is not much.
There are a few in total.
The good news is!
The ghostly resentment on the snowfield.
He was indeed aroused by the little tune he hummed.
The attention of all the ghosts and resentful souls fell on him.
Even the dark resentment emanating from those Specters did not continue to spread.
But Lin Yan knows that this is not enough.
He turned his head to look at Fusu, who was white-haired, and the specter of the ghost was still singing and dancing.
Lin Yan's real body fell beside the white-haired Fusu.
"If I were, first wake up the generals who were the spirits of war! 35
"Is there a chance... to wake up all the ghosts and resentful spirits.""
The white-haired Fu Su was stunned for a moment.
Then he spoke quietly.
"T-..."
"The troops of the Battle Alliance may have the opportunity to be awakened, but what about the people who were trapped in the circle of people back then?"
"They were tortured back then, like pigs and dogs, they had no emotions, they just kept going out to work, and then they lived... difficult to live!
"Back then, Liaodong was vast and sparsely populated...
"There are no official troops..."
"No one came to rescue them.
"Their dark, dark fourteen years..."
"Fourteen years when relatives and friends died..."
"How to dispel that resentment!"
Lin Yan was at a loss for words.
He looked at the resentful ghosts and ghosts who were attracted by the specter of the ghosts that sang and danced.
Suddenly sad...
He couldn't imagine.
The three states in Liaodong, which have been occupied for a long time, how did those people in the circle endure the 14 years of darkness.
And right now.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been silent for a while, suddenly roared hoarsely.
"stew!!!"
“Bring them a pot of pork stew vermicelli!!!”
"Pork stew with sauerkraut.""
"Braised fish in cast iron pot, pork ribs with beans, lion head cabbage powder...
"Whatever they expected most back then, do it for them.
Lin Yan's expression was taken aback.
He turned to look at Zhu Yuanzhang.
Looks a little weird.
"Is it... useful?"
"They shouldn't be starving ghosts..."
At this moment, the old man Zhu walked over with a grim look.
He stared at Lin Yan and spoke in a low voice.
"Have you ever been hungry?"
"At the worst time, three meals a day were all cabbage... for several years, is there no meat? 35
Lin Yan shook his head...
"No...no!""
Mr. Zhu spoke again.
"Then you have tried, eating whole grains and water, but there is nothing else to fill your stomach, what's it like?"
Lin Yan still shook his head.
At this moment, Old Master Zhu smiled wickedly.
"Then have you ever been a slave to a subjugated country?"
Lin Yan is horrified...
At the same time, he understood the meaning of Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him.
And Zhu Yuanzhang also turned his head and looked at the bewildered evil ghost.
"I have been a slave to a subjugated country, I have experienced hunger, and I have tried to eat wild vegetables until I am full, but I have been extremely satisfied!
"Thousands of mansions, only six feet of sleep at night; a wealth of wealth, but only three meals a day!
"The things in the bones of Daxia people will not change... Whether they are burying their heads in farming, or bowing their heads to eat, they will never forget, and look up at the sky."
"Hot the pan and cook them!"
"When they smell those aromas, they know that times have changed..."
"That's those bastards and Japanese slaves, they won't be given anything to eat if they are killed.
"Those shriveled calves who eat raw fish will not be able to make Liaodong's pork stewed vermicelli in a few lifetimes!
Lin Yan turned her head.
He looked at the thousand-zhang Dharma portrait that he was still singing and dancing, and squinted slightly.
He saw that there were already Li Gui, and he lost interest in the two people who were humming by Fa Xiang.
The pitch-black malevolent aura on his body has been churning again.
He didn't know what Zhu Yuanzhang said.
Is it really useful.
But he had no other choice.
There really seems to be no other way to tell them.
They are still free.
No one can surround them anymore.
Bullying their mothers, wives and daughters at will.
Pick to death their children, sons.
cut off their heads.
Keep them in captivity like pigs and dogs.
They are the people of Daxia!!!
The people of Daxia who can live a good, free and happy life.
You can eat whatever you want.
You can eat pork stewed vermicelli, stewed pork ribs with sauerkraut, stewed fat head fish in cast iron pot, and dumplings filled with sauerkraut and pork.
You are the people of Liaodong in Daxia!
How can no one remember the pain you went through.
Lin Yan's expression was hideous.
"I will definitely cook you a pot of pork stew vermicelli today!
"Who dares to say that the people of Liaodong didn't suffer, they were all bones, I was the first to refuse!!!"
"It is clear that for the sake of Daxia, from the army to the common people, they have suffered so much!
The white-haired Fusu, watching this scene, murmured in a low voice.
"Daxia suffers, and Liaodong suffers the most... The sad and dreary history, whose reputation depends on who, Huanghuang Zhenling, Liaodong never loses."
"Whoever says frontier fortresses have no character, whoever says that Liaodong is doing his best! 35