"Where is it? I dare to ask my husband, do we have any well-known sects here? For example, like me." Li Huowang asked what he cared about most.
"Yes! Of course there is. There is a monk temple in Xijing City. I heard that the Buddha in it can be effective in praying for a child!"
Monk Temple? Li Huowang remembered that Dan Yangzi had mentioned before that he had been chased by a monk, and he didn't know if it was this temple.
Li Huowang marked this point in the center. In any case, those who are against Danyangzi's cannibalism should be good people.
"But, little Taoist master, you are a Taoist priest, so it is not appropriate to go to the monk temple, right?"
Li Huowang lowered his head and looked at the Taoist robe on his body. The other party's words really reminded him that it was time to change these clothes. He was not a true Taoist priest.
"How is my husband's business lately? Is it okay?"
Feeling that Li Huowang was dropping the topic, Lu Zhuangyuan immediately took over.
"Hey, what are you doing? There have been severe droughts in our area and then there have been severe floods. Nowadays, the people have no money, and even fewer people are willing to go to the theater and reward them. The rich people are reluctant to hire theater troupes for nothing. They just eat.
Just go to the banquet and get it done, bah! How unfilial!"
"It will eventually pass. Just wait and get through these few years."
"Yeah, just hold on, you have to find a way to get through life, right?"
"I just thought, if the year gets better, I will make hundreds of more trips. When I save enough money, I can buy the theater belonging to my Lu family in Xijing City. Hey, I can even die.
Rest your eyes."
"With the theater, my son and granddaughter no longer have to go out and suffer like me. They can study at home honestly. Maybe in a few years, there will be smoke rising from the graves of my old Lu family. It will really read
There's a champion! By then...hehehe." Lu Zhuangyuan held up the cigarette pole and smiled stupidly.
Li Huowang listened quietly to Lu Zhuangyuan's thoughts about the future. He was actually quite envious of him. He had lived to such an old age and still had a goal for which he could work hard.
Under the leadership of Li Huowang and Lu Zhuangyuan, the atmosphere between the two parties eased a lot.
At least Lu Juren and Lu Xiucai no longer regard Gouwa and the others as monsters. They already know that they are human beings who are just seriously ill.
What can be done to get sick? Who will not get sick? They are all miserable people.
When they arrived at Wuligang, Luo Juanhua was already mature enough for Bai Lingmiao to hold her daughter.
Standing on the flat land where the rice was drying, Lu Zhuangyuan looked at the villagers holding bowls and having dinner under the eaves. "Okay, there are many people in Wuligang, let's just put the pots on the ground here, and the Lu family will unpack them!"
Set up the stage!"
They were going to sing an opera, and Li Huowang didn't intend to leave in a hurry. Everyone was tired after traveling for such a long time. It was just enough for the others to take a rest.
Li Huowang was not interested in singing, an ancient form of entertainment, but it was obvious that others were very curious and rushed over to help.
The tall chopped bamboo poles were propped up with several pieces of big red cloth, and the entire stage was beginning to take shape.
Li Huowang was lying on a pile of yellow rice straw in the field to catch up on his sleep. Suddenly he felt someone poking his nose. He opened his eyes and found a smiling Bai Lingmiao.
She raised her hands, and a dazzling golden object appeared in front of Li Huowang. She said excitedly: "Brother Li, look! What a bright bronze mirror! People are clearly illuminated! What they sing in operas is holding objects.
Wearing makeup!”
"It's not dark yet, you can just take off the blindfold and you won't be afraid----"
Li Huowang's words stopped abruptly. He looked at himself in the bronze mirror and was stunned. He looked so strange in the mirror.
"Senior Brother Li, what's wrong with you?" Bai Lingmiao noticed something was wrong.
"Junior sister Bai, did I look like this when I was in Qingfeng Temple?" Li Huowang hesitantly touched his face with his hand.
"Yes, you've always looked like this, what's wrong? Is there anything different about you in the mirror?"
Li Huowang put down the hand that was touching his face and stretched it towards himself in the bronze mirror in front of him. His face was still the same.
But I am no longer a teenager. I have not just come to this world, but have been here for some time.
"If what was said in the hospital is true, I would have been at most seventeen at that time. How old am I now?"
Li Huowang could ask this question, but he couldn't answer it. In addition to his confused memory, he also lost his age.
He could only barely judge from his appearance that he should not be over thirty yet.
Li Huowang tried hard to search in his chaotic memory, but still found nothing.
"Senior Brother Li, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Don't scare me." Seeing Li Huowang's reaction, Bai Lingmiao looked a little nervous.
"I'm fine, I just remembered something. Please return the bronze mirror to others as soon as possible. The Lu family will use it soon for their opera performance."
"Yeah." Bai Lingmiao hugged the bronze mirror and ran towards the back of the stage that had been set up.
"Er~~Ah~~" Looking at Lu Juren who was hoisting his voice in the distance, Li Huowang laughed at himself and lay down on the grain pole again. "Hey... I live like a joke."
He thought he would be more emotional, but unexpectedly he was very calm. He just had another goal in his mind, to find his own age.
At night, the sky was cloudless, the moon was shining brightly in the sky, and the simple stage was clearly illuminated.
When I heard that a theater troupe was coming, almost everyone from Wuligang came.
For farmers who usually do nothing but plow the fields and sleep, and the opera troupe singing is very tempting to farmers who have no entertainment.
The Lu family's troupe is very small, with only six people in total except for a two-year-old who can't speak yet.
They have to play, play, sing, and put on makeup and act, and they are simply too busy. So they can only cut some projects appropriately.
Fortunately, the farmers were not picky and sat on the stools they brought with them to watch the food with gusto.
Li Huowang and others were lying on a pile of rice straw, watching them singing from a distance. He had never heard of the opera and didn't know which one they were singing.
He only recognized Lu Zhuangyuan, who had a black face and beard and was holding a Guandao. He was still singing and chopping on the stage at such an old age. He seemed to be working very hard.
"Okay!!!" The cheers suddenly sounded, frightening Li Huowang.
As the scenes went on, the entire rice drying place was packed with people. The Lu family members on the stage were sweating profusely, and the people in the audience were watching with red faces. Only Li Huowang seemed to be a spectator.
Before I knew it, the moon was already in the middle, and the Lu family's performance was coming to an end.
At this moment, Li Huowang saw Lu Zhuangyuan's daughter-in-law, who was wearing tattered clothes and makeup, hugging his daughter and carrying a straw basket on the stage with a mournful face.
“My cruel uncle drove me away~~”
"It's like the lone goose is wandering away~ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so to so so so so so so so so moments, that moments of moments that the lone goose that is left alone to float away. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
"It's like letting people step on the weeds on the roadside~ahhhh"
"My mother and daughter are hungry and cold. It's really unbearable. It's really unbearable."
"You can only ask for food on the street~"
When she sang this, Luo Juanhua gently pinched her daughter's buttocks with her hand, and the two-year-old child immediately burst into tears.
This chapter has been completed!