In the small window of the house, a halo of lights was sprinkled, stealing the limelight of the midnight moonlight. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The brand-new kerosene lamp is loyally carrying out its mission, providing Caifeng's family with this rare light in the night.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more you look at it, the better it looks, not to mention that Caifeng is a beautiful girl who does not lose her innocence.

At this time, she lowered her head slightly, and was holding a sole that belonged to a man at a glance in her hand, and while doing it, she was secretly smiling, and when she thought of something, her eyes were shining and intoxicating, and her red face was like a sand watermelon in summer, and it was red.

"Feng'er, go to bed early, this kerosene is also money, what kind of work do you have to do when you get up early tomorrow morning." ”

Cai Fengniang's voice interrupted the girl's thoughts, so that her heart that had already drifted away was gathered back, and the needle and thread under her hand sped up a few points, and after finally receiving two stitches of tail, she responded to Aunt Feng: "Mother, this is sleep." ”

'Poof'

With a few breaths, she carefully blew out the 'gift' in front of the small table in front of her, the kerosene lamp.

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

……

Solid sleep always passes quickly, and Gu Zheng, who is facing the first rays of the rising sun, has embarked on his journey to work again.

The original work was the same, but on his way back in the evening, he encountered obstacles.

On the commercial street where he had to go back to the shack, there was an indomitable second ancestor, who was waiting for him eagerly.

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

'Pong!'

One of Gu Zheng's flying feet removed the stumbling block on the road he had to pass.

"Master, you can do it, just sing it, one game!!Master! If you don't sing, I'll worship you as the teacher, right?"

'Pong'

Gu Zheng kicked sideways and flew away the unsightly flies in front of him.

This way, wind, frost, snow and rain, as if it is difficult to move an inch.

Gu Zheng, who was sticky, scolded and scolded, and beat him, but he couldn't shake off the slugs under his feet.

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

"Hey, buddy, I've convinced you, this man, what do you want to do?

An ordinary rickshaw driver?

Holding his thighs, the second ancestor, who was afraid that people would run away again, shook his head and retorted: "No! If you are an ordinary coachman, I will twist my head off and kick it as a ball." ”

"Brother coachman, don't you know what I want to do? Of course, I ask you to continue yesterday's repertoire, but this time it is no longer singing outside the walls of my tea garden, I will invite you into the garden openly and brightly, so that you can play on the real stage steadily!"

"This is not to humiliate a good performance, this is not to despise your good voice, this is worthy of the old and young masters who like you, everyone says, right!!"

Many of the onlookers on this street were passers-by who had feasted their ears yesterday, and after they listened to the rare and well-founded words of the Second Ancestor, they all responded in unison.

"That's right!"

"Such a good show, of course, must be performed in a place worthy of it!"

"Little master, are you okay after finishing work today? You see it's not dark yet, so let's have a show!!"

"Yes!

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

This is the original owner's love for drama, and a heartfelt gratitude to the fans who like him.

Gu Zheng didn't plan to suppress this truest emotion because of the money-making plan he had originally made.

Following the other person's wishes is the perfect way to accomplish the task.

It seems that the plan can't keep up with the changes, and this money-making plan needs to make some simple adjustments.

Gu Zheng, who had determined his mind, suddenly seemed to be a different person, and from the cold finger of the horizontal eyebrows just now to the warmth of spring.

With the most pleasant expression in his life, he asked the second ancestor who still hadn't let go: "This benevolent brother, your surname, you plan to invite me to sing, I can't even know what you call you, right?"

There is a door!

The second ancestor, who received positive feedback for the first time, now his lips trembled with excitement: "Don't be so polite, don't be surnamed Guo, just one word, you can just call me by my name." ”

"As long as your old man can come to our opera garden to sing for a while, we can discuss everything next!"

The shopkeeper on the side directly covered his face, are you willing to let people want you to lose money every day in the broken tea garden?

Don't say it, Guo Yan may really be able to do this.

Gu Zheng, who was warmly invited, was not a character who liked to take care of others, he nodded directly in the expectant eyes of everyone: "Do I want to go home and clean up first?"

"You don't have to go home!" Guo Yan, who was afraid of a long night and a lot of dreams, heard this, and immediately stopped Gu Zheng's steps to leave: "You go first and take a look behind the stage in my tea garden, and when you get there, you will understand everything." ”

"Oh?"

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

The shopkeeper on the side originally wanted to be kind enough to take a hand, but who wanted to think that the onlookers on the side saw that the lively center had shifted places, and the hulala, okay idlers also unconsciously rushed towards the inside of the tea garden.

"Oh, please come in the guest officer, two tea. ”

"Hey, this old lady, go slowly, I'll find you a quiet place?"

"This lord, the seats are full, you said to stand and listen? Nacheng, there are a few hundred-year-old lacquered wood railings over there, you lean on it, close your eyes, listen to the play, not to mention the taste. ”

After only a short while, this tea garden, which has more than ten tables, is full.

In this era, unlike modern people, they all watch the play with their eyes.

Here, the person who really knows how to appreciate is to listen.

Close your eyes and meditate, as the gongs and drums and erhu sounded, the fans followed the rhythm of the opera and shook their heads together.

Listen, that's what it tastes like.

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

He was now enjoying Guo Yan's service, stepping into a large wooden barrel more than half a person high.