Mo Ruo took Zhang Xue out to buy breakfast and sent her to a private school by the way, because Huang Nianzhu didn't get up to cook.

In front of Aunt Zhang's steamed bun shop, Zhang Xue ordered four meat buns and four steamed buns in one go.

Aunt Zhang said in surprise: "Snow doll, you bought so much, can you finish eating?"

Zhang Xue nodded and said, "Give Sister Mo Ruo something to eat!"

Aunt Zhang glanced at the woman next to Zhang Xue, who was a little thin and a little raw.

Zhang Xue smiled, pulled Mo Ruo to sit down, watched Aunt Zhang come up with two cages, and gave each of them a bowl of soy milk.

Zhang Xue only took one meat bun, and pushed the rest in front of Mo Ruo, and said, "Sister Mo Ruo, you eat more, Ziqi said that women should be plump." ”

Mo Ruo looked at Zhang Xue's little eyes on her chest, and in a speechless moment, she heard the word Ziqi from her mouth for the second time, who is this Ziqi? How can you say this to a nine-year-old girl!

"Who is Ziqi and how old is he?"

"Ziqi is about my age, and she lives here, but she went to the city a few months ago. ”

When he heard that the two of them were about the same age, Mo Ruo almost didn't choke on the steamed buns, so he took a sip of soy milk to calm down.

Zhang Xue quickly finished eating a meat bun, picked up a steamed bun to eat, watched Sister Mo Ruo eat slowly, looked at her with a slightly disgusted look, and said: "Eat more, you will be full after eating, Sister Mo Ruo, you are too thin, I will let my mother stew chicken soup for you tonight, you can replenish your body!"

Mo Ruo was choked again~

Too skinny...

Stewed chicken soup... Replenish your body...

Mo Ruo said: "No need, I'm in good health!"

After eating the rest of the steamed buns, Zhang Xue was willing to send them to a private school.

Mo Ruo watched Zhang Xue walk into the private school before turning around and leaving.

The things in the troupe were placed in the pear orchard, and two apprentices were left to guard it, and they spent the night in this pear orchard.

Mo Ruo walked into the pear orchard, the garden was quiet, there were no birds and insects around, and it was quiet and weird. Walking into the inner courtyard, the strong son next to the box was still asleep, and Xu Fu was already practicing basic skills on the stage next to him.

Xu Fu saw Mo Ruo coming, stopped, walked off the stage, bowed slightly and said, "You are here." ”

Mo Ruo nodded, sat directly on the edge of the stage, and looked at the blue sky in front of him.

Xu Fu secretly looked at Mo Ruo, a ribbon of green silk tied with a ponytail, a face without powder, a face like a peach blossom, peach blossom eyes with a slight smile, the corners of the mouth slightly upturned, a plain white robe, like a fairy descending to earth, beautiful as a person in a painting, such a person is standing in front of him. It was because of admiration that I entered this troupe, and I saw the person I had dreamed of for a long time.

struggled inwardly, and finally dared to take a step forward, didn't dare to look at her directly, lowered his head and said, "Miss Mo Ruo, did you come to sing in the middle of the night?"

Mo Ruo glanced at the apprentice in front of him and said indifferently: "No." ”

Xu Fu retreated, walked to the box next to him, kicked the strong son who was still dozing, and shouted, "Get up! Sleep like a pig!"

Qiangzi barely opened one eye, waved his hand and said, "The class master came and woke me up, I haven't slept well in the past few nights, let me sleep for a while." ”

Mo Ruoleng glanced at the two people, thoughtfully, singing in the middle of the night? There is no such diligent person in the opera troupe.

The head of the class lives in the mayor's house, and he spends his days drinking and drinking, so he stays here in Yiling County, and it is impossible to leave if he is not satisfied. Other operas also borrowed from the mayor's house, and followed the fragrant food and spicy drinks, so except for practicing new operas at noon, they would not stay too long after singing in the evening.

I have heard that this pear orchard is also a place full of stories, it is said that this pear orchard was built by an official in the Qing Dynasty to a play, and there are various stories behind, but the only certainty is that the play of this pear orchard died unexplained.

The head of the class came unusually early today, stepped into the threshold, hummed a little song in his mouth, walked into the inner courtyard, looked up and saw Mo Ruo on the stage, and said with a smile: "Why did you come so early today?"

Mo Ruo looked at the class leader and said, "This should be said in reverse, why did you come so early today?"

The class owner smiled, touched this fat body, and said distressedly: "I have gained a lot of weight recently, and if I don't come out and take two steps, I feel that I have degenerated." ”

Mo Ruo nodded, the originally thin class owner had gained weight in the past few days, and it seemed that he was quite comfortable with the mayor.

Xu Fu took advantage of the chat between the class master and Mo Ruo, kicked the strong son awake, and scolded in a low voice: "Dead pig, the class master is here!"

Qiangzi closed his eyes and said, "Don't lie to me, how can the class master be so early?!"

Xu Fu saw the classman coming over and said softly, "Open your dog eyes!"

Qiangzi reluctantly opened his eyes, and saw that he was really the class master! He jumped up in fright, and immediately made a move with Xu Fu.

Mo Ruo looked at the second person who walked in, who was the one who played with him.

Lu Feng saw that Mo Ruo had come early in the morning, and said in surprise: "It's really rare." "Raise your hand and take what flies... Steamed buns?!Smile slightly, take a bite, and the taste is not bad. He walked over and said, "Rare steamed buns." ”

Mo Ruo glanced at Lu Feng coldly, and said coldly: "Spit it out, it's not for you to eat." ”

Lu Feng finished eating in a few bites, waved his hand and said, "Don't be so stingy, eat it all, it's a waste to spit it out." ”

When it was time, Mo Ruo and Lu Feng walked into a room behind the stage together, sat on the dresser, and began to put on makeup.

Mo Ruo looked at the red paper on the stage and said softly, "Who used it?"

The people behind him all looked at each other, shook their heads and waved their hands to say that they were not themselves.

Lu Feng said: "Okay, it's just a piece of red paper, just don't do it next time, our Miss Mo Ruo doesn't like others to touch her things, you guys should be clean." ”

Mo Ruoleng glanced at Lu Feng, blew lightly, the red paper fell from the desktop to the ground, looked at the person in the bronze mirror, picked up the peach cream and wiped it.

Xu Fu walked over with the costume, gently put it aside, peeked at Mo Ruo, and walked out of the room silently.

Mo Ruo put down the rouge, looked at the traces on the bottom of the skirt of the costume, and said, "Who wore it?"

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "No one should have the guts, it's really bad to use your things and wear your costumes." "After thinking about it for a while, who in this troupe is so desperate, Mo Ruo's cleanliness is the kind that is terrible, the stage for singing must be spotless, and the costumes are washed every day, not to mention the things used. met Mo Ruo's gaze, and said, "Don't look at me, the ghost only uses your things." ”

Mo Ruo nodded and said, "Maybe it's really a ghost." "Stand up, walk to the side, open the box, and come out with an identical costume.

Lu Feng had long been accustomed to it, and he was not surprised at all.