Chapter 86

In the small window of the house, a halo belonging to the light was sprinkled, which robbed the limelight of the midnight moonlight.

The brand-new kerosene lamp is faithfully carrying out its mission and providing Caifeng's family with this rare brilliance in the night.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more you look, the more beautiful you look. What's more, Caifeng is a really beautiful girl.

At this time, she slightly lowered her head and was cutting one in her hand. At a glance, it was a man's sole. While doing it, she also smiled secretly. When she thought of something, her eyes were shining and intoxicating. Her red face was like a sand watermelon in summer.

"Feng'er, go to bed early. Kerosene is also money. Do you have any work to do until you get up early tomorrow morning."

The voice of Caifeng's mother interrupted the girl's thoughts and made her heart that had already floated away close again. The needle and thread under her hand accelerated for a few minutes. After finally receiving two needles of tail, she responded to Aunt Feng: "Mom, I'm going to sleep."

'poof'

Then with one breath, she carefully blew out the "gift" in front of the small table, the kerosene lamp.

I will have a good dream tonight, because I have you in my dream, my brother Gu.

……

Steady sleep always passed quickly. Facing the first ray of sunrise, Gu Zheng embarked on the journey of his work again.

The original invariable work encountered obstacles on his way back in the evening.

On the small commercial street he must pass back to the shack, there is an indomitable second ancestor waiting for him.

"Little master! Wait for me! You must come to our tea garden!"

"Bang!"

Gu Zheng's flying foot removed the stumbling block on his only way.

"Shifu! Please do me a favor. Just sing one song, one song!! Shifu! If you don't sing, I'll worship you as my teacher?"

"Bang"

Gu Zheng kicked one side and flew away the eye-catching flies.

Along the way, wind, frost, snow and rain were as difficult as ninety-nine eighty-one.

Gu Zheng, who was stuck, scolded and beat, but he couldn't get rid of the slug under his feet.

Even a shameless man like him, after walking out half the street, when the onlookers behind him were about to get together for a scene, he finally stopped moving forward, and he was blocked again.

"Hey, man, I've convinced you. Sir, what do you want to do? Can you not embarrass me, an ordinary rickshaw driver?"

An ordinary rickshaw driver?

The second ancestor, who was holding his thighs for fear that people would run away again, shook his head and retorted, "no! If you were an ordinary coachman, I would screw my head off and kick the ball."

"Brother coachman, don't you know what I want to do? Of course, please continue yesterday's repertoire, but this time it's no longer singing outside the wall of my tea garden. I'll invite you into the garden today and let you play a song on the real stage!"

"This will not humiliate the performance of a good play. This will not despise your good voice. This is worthy of the old and young men who like you. Everyone says, right!!"

Many of the people watching in this street were passers-by who had a good time yesterday. After listening to the rare and justified words of the second ancestor, they agreed together.

"That's right!"

"Such a good play, of course, must be performed where it can be called!"

"Little master, are you all right after work today? You see, it's not dark yet. Come on!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Gu Zheng was surrounded by more and more enthusiastic people, and an indescribable feeling emerged from the body.

This is the original owner's love for drama and a heartfelt gratitude to his fans.

Gu Zheng doesn't intend to suppress this most real emotion because of his initial money making plan.

Following each other's wishes is the most perfect way to achieve the task.

It seems that the plan can't keep up with the changes. This big plan to make money needs some simple adjustments.

Gu Zheng, who has determined his mind, suddenly seems to have changed into a person. From the cold look at Qianfu's fingers just now, he has become as warm as spring.

With the most pleasant expression in his life, he asked the second ancestor who still didn't give up: "my dear brother, what's your name? You're going to invite me to sing a play. I can't even know what you call?"

There's a door! There's a door!

The second ancestor, who received positive feedback for the first time, now trembled with excitement: "don't be so polite. Don't use your surname Guo. Just call me by my name in one word."

"As long as you can come to our theater and sing a paragraph, we can discuss everything next!"

The waiter on one side directly covered his face. Would you like to have a broken tea garden that is losing money every day?

Don't talk about it. Guo Yan may really be able to do it.

Gu Zheng, who was warmly invited, was not a person who liked to take care of others. He nodded directly in the eyes of everyone looking forward to: "do I want to go home and clean up first?"

"Don't go home!" Guo Yan, who was afraid of having a long dream at night, immediately stopped Gu Zheng's steps to leave: "you go ahead and have a look behind the stage in my tea garden. When you get there, you will understand everything."

"Oh?"

Before Gu Zheng refused, Guo Yan, who was looking up at him from below, jumped up and dragged Gu Zheng into the tea garden.

The waiter on one side originally wanted to be a good hand. Who wants the onlookers on the other side to see that the busy center has shifted place, hula, nothing, and people unconsciously poured into the tea garden.

"Ouch, sir, please come inside. Tea and water."

"Oh, hey, old man, please walk slowly. I'll find you a quiet place?"

"Sir, the seats are full. Do you say to stand and listen? That's right. There are several century old painted wooden railings over there. You lean on it, close your eyes and listen to the play, not to mention the right taste."

After a while, the tea garden with more than ten tables was full.

In this age, unlike modern people, they all watch plays with their eyes.

Here, people who really know how to appreciate pay attention to listening.

Close your eyes and meditate. With the sound of gongs, drums and erhu, the fans shook their heads with the rhythm of the opera.

Listen, that's the smell.

These chaotic scenes in the front court have nothing to do with Gu Zheng who has been pulled to the garden by Guo Yan.

He is now enjoying Guo Yan's service and stepped into a large barrel more than half a person high.