As the cock crows, the bustling Yinling City gradually wakes up, and the calm streets are gradually covered with pedestrians, donkeys and horses.
Everyone is busy with their own affairs, and no one will notice an excited red-robed Taoist sitting on the tiles of an inn. Likewise, no one can understand Li Huowang's mood at the moment.
"Dad?" Li Sui, who felt a little surprised, carefully touched Li Huowang's rapidly beating heart with those two tentacles.
Although an hour had passed, Li Huowang still couldn't calm down and looked over and over at the contents of the letter in his hand.
No one can understand what this letter means to him. It means that he will not be in pain and confusion all the time. His life is not full of pain and despair, and he still has hope!!
As long as I can find a way to get rid of the illusion from the north wind. As long as I can get rid of all the hardships, then all the suffering I have suffered over the years will be worth it!
You can also live like an ordinary person and live peacefully with the one you love for the rest of your life!
It was at this moment that the lingering desire to die in Li Huowang's heart completely disappeared. At this moment, he had one and only goal. He could not die but must live! He must live to get rid of his confusion!<
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"Huowang, what are you doing on the roof?" Bai Lingmiao's words made Li Huowang quickly recover his mind.
He turned over and rushed down, hugging her tightly, looking at her delicate face with some excitement. "There is a way, there is a way!"
Not only was his goal clear, but Bai Lingmiao's troubles were also solved, which was a double happiness.
The reporter said in the letter that he had found a way to get rid of the evil spirit!
"What's going on? What's wrong with you?" Bai Lingmiao asked in confusion.
Li Huowang shook his head gently, lowered his head and pecked her pink lips, and said excitedly: "Let's go! Let's pack our things and go to Beijing!"
In Baijia Village, a group of people with their children and their daughters were surrounding the Baijia lobby and watching the fun.
Lu Zhuangyuan changed his past slick and carefree demeanor and sat upright on the Grand Master's chair very majestically. In front of him, five boys of different sizes were kneeling there, holding a cup of tea in their hands.
The first tall man spoke first, "Disciple Zhan Yuansheng voluntarily joined Lu Zhuangyuan's disciples to learn how to make a living in a pear garden. During this period, all the money earned belongs to the master. If there is any natural disaster or man-made disaster, everyone will live up to their destiny. Those who are selfish and run away from home, and those who are stubborn and disobedient will be beaten to death."
Don’t talk about it!”
After he finished speaking, he brought the tea in his hand to Lu Zhuangyuan. Lu Zhuangyuan suppressed his pride, picked it up and took a sip. The young man knelt down, drank three times in front of Lu Zhuangyuan, and shouted cautiously.
Master.
Then came the second, third, and until the fifth disciple, Lu Zhuangyuan pretended to be serious and said: "It takes three years to produce a champion, but it takes ten years to produce a niche student! Don't look at us.
Even if you are a low-ranking person, you can still get the top prize in three hundred and sixty lines!"
"Disciples, you must practice hard and don't be lazy! In the future, you will become a famous actor who will be famous throughout the ages!"
After finishing drawing the pie, Lu Zhuangyuan coughed slightly and said to his eldest son beside him: "Ji Ren, how about you take them to try their fitness first?"
After they all left, Lu Zhuangyuan jumped down from the Taishi chair, immediately put aside his pretense, and was as happy as a plucked monkey.
Gouwa, who was grabbing a handful of melon seeds, joked: "Master Lu, your Lu family class is getting more and more prosperous as you work, so why not go to Yinling City and buy a theater!"
Although these words were meant as a joke, they hit Ban Leader Lu's itch, and the smile on his face turned into a flower. "Hahaha, I'll lend you some good words!"
Zhao Wu, who was leaning on a wooden cane at the side, asked with some confusion: "Master Lu, where did you find these people? Are their parents willing to let their children sing with you?"
Generally speaking, as long as there is a piece of thin land, they will not send their children out to perform in operas, saying that it would be embarrassing.
"Haha, whether you want to give it up or not, you have to have it first." Lu Zhuangyuan proudly took out the cigarette rod inserted in the back of his spine and started smoking.
"These are all the little beggars I met when I was going to the market. If I were told to take care of food and housing, who would refuse? Hey, you think it's strange that the country of Liang is so rich that there are still beggars."
"Isn't it strange that there are not many unlucky people in any place? But there are so many fields here, and you can become the landlord, so why don't you continue to sing?"
Lu Zhuangyuan thought of the fields around Niuxin Village, and felt itchy in his heart, but he finally nodded. "Hey, having fields and singing can go hand in hand."
After all, Lu Zhuangyuan was still worried. After all, these fields were not his own. Without Li Huowang as his boss, there would be nothing he could do if they kicked him out one day.
If you really want to build a theater, you can earn every brick and tile by yourself and live in peace.
He actually wanted to talk to Miss Bai about this matter, but something happened in their family and he never found the time.
I originally wanted to wait for Miss Bai to feel better before sending my daughter-in-law to check on her, but it didn’t work out. Miss Bai was just like the little Taoist, she didn’t know where she had gone.
"Gouwa, where did Miss Bai go? Do you have any accurate information on when she will be back?"
Lu Zhuangyuan asked the sly-looking guy why the entire Baijia Village was her family property. She didn't hire many tenants on the land, and no one discussed what kind of food to grow.
These two are like gods, as if they can live by drinking dew, and they don't touch the fireworks of the world. If they don't touch the fireworks, at least give the fireworks to the old man first, and it won't be too late for me to leave!
Hearing the other party's inquiry, Gou Wa's face was overjoyed. "Ah, yes, my wife is pregnant. I'm going to be a father. It's too early to give birth. At least it will be during the New Year and Qingming Festival next year."
The wrinkles on Lu Zhuangyuan's face wrinkled together, he looked at Gou Wa with disdain, and secretly said with disgust in his heart: "Did I ask you this? Just say, why are you showing off? You are a father, and I am still a grandfather.
It’s over.”
"What about Miss Chun? She hasn't been seen lately either?"
Gou Wa grabbed a salty melon seed and threw it into his mouth. He cracked open the shell with his teeth and replied: "I didn't know that. She is not my wife. Besides, I can't care about her bad temper."
Ah."
Hearing this, Lu Zhuangyuan seemed to have heard the caution in the other party's words, so he laughed and left.
Gou Wa spit out the melon seed shells in his mouth, turned around and left the Bai family hall proudly, he could still tell the difference between a member of his family and an outsider.
It is impossible to tell the brothers who share the same hardships about what I found in the cellar of the Bai family ancestral hall, or to tell the Lu family class.
While wandering around the somewhat deserted Baijia Village, Gouwa walked into the gate of a high-walled courtyard at the east end of the village, grabbed the tiger-head door latch and began to slap it. "Fool, open the door. Why are you locking the door in broad daylight?"