Who knew the ending was just a joke?

Some people in Lin Sihuan are good at ventriloquism. Guests will have a big banquet and an eight-foot barrier will be built in the northeast corner of the hall. The ventriloquist will sit in the barrier with a table, a chair, a fan and a ruler. The guests sat around the screen. After a while, I heard the tapping of a ruler in the barrier. The room was silent, and no one dared to wow. Hearing the barking of dogs in a distant alley, a woman woke up, yawned and stretched, and her husband was talking in his sleep. After a while, the child woke up and cried. The husband woke up. The woman comforts the child to eat milk, the child cries with a nipple, and the woman whispers him to sleep. The other eldest son woke up and kept talking. When it's true, women clap their hands, their mouths blare, babies cry on their chests, the boss just wakes up, and the husband scolds the boss. All of a sudden, it's wonderful. The full house of guests had no long necks. They listened carefully with their heads held high, smiled and praised silently, thinking it was great. After a while, the husband began to snore, and the woman's voice gradually disappeared. There was a faint voice, the mouse's sosso, the basin and container overturned, and the woman coughed in her dream. The guests relaxed a little and gradually straightened up. Suddenly, a man shouted "Fire". When the husband shouts, the woman shouts. The two children burst into tears. At that time, hundreds of thousands of people were shouting, hundreds of children were crying and hundreds of dogs were barking. The voice pulled down by Zhongli, the fiery voice, the whistling wind, and hundreds of works together; There are hundreds of cries for help, shouts of married with children, shouts of grabbing water and splashing water. In this case, there should be some sounds, not the same. Although people have hundreds of hands and fingers, they can't point to one end; A man has a hundred mouths and a hundred tongues in his mouth. You can't name a place. In this case, the guests didn't frighten their faces, left their seats, stroking their sleeves and arms, and their legs trembled, almost rushing to escape. Suddenly clap your hands and all kinds of sounds disappear. Remove the screen inside, a person, a table, a chair, a fan and a piece of wood.

This is an ancient prose. Let me translate it for you.

Translation:

There is a person who is good at performing ventriloquism in Beijing. Just in time for the big banquet, an eight-foot screen was set up in the northeast corner of the living room. The ventriloquist sits in the screen with only a table, a chair, a fan and a piece of wood. All the guests got together and sat down. After a while, I only heard a clapping sound from the screen. The audience was so quiet that no one dared to make a sound. I heard a dog barking in a deep alley in the distance, and then a woman woke up, yawned and stretched herself. Her husband was talking in his sleep. Soon, the child woke up and cried loudly. The husband also woke up, and the woman patted the child to feed him. The child cried with his nipple in his arms, and the woman hummed the child to sleep. Another big boy woke up and kept talking. At this time, the woman patted the child's voice with her hand, groaned and coaxed the child, the child cried with her nipple, the older child just woke up, and her husband scolded the older child at the same time, all kinds of voices were very similar. There was not a guest in the audience who didn't cran his neck (listen), cocked his head (look), smiled slightly and silently admired, thinking that (the ventriloquist's performance) was really wonderful. Before long, the husband's snoring sounded, and the voice of the woman patting the child gradually stopped. I vaguely heard the sound of mice moving, the sound of pots and pans tipping over, and the sound of women coughing in their sleep. The guests relaxed a little and gradually sat up straight. Suddenly a man shouted, "Fire!" The husband got up and shouted, and so did the woman. The two children began to cry together. After a while, hundreds of people were shouting, hundreds of children were crying and hundreds of dogs were barking. Among them, there is the crash of houses, the crack of fire, the whistle of wind, and hundreds of voices ring together; There are hundreds of cries for help, cries of strength when houses are demolished (burned), voices of grabbing things and splashing water. Everything (in this case) should have a sound, and without it, there would be no one. Even if a person has a hundred hands and each hand has a hundred fingers, he can't specify any of them. Even if all the people here have a hundred mouths and one mouth has a hundred tongues, they can't name any of them. In this case, none of the guests left their seats with the same expression, rolled up their sleeves, exposed their arms, and their thighs trembled, almost trying to escape first. Suddenly, when I woke up, all the sounds disappeared. Move the screen and look inside. There is only one person, a desk, a chair, a fan and a piece of wood.