It was already the middle of the night after the commercial performance of Xiangwen Society, but He Xiangdong didn't let the actors in the garden go to the party, and after knowing the news, they didn't have the heart to party.

Qiao Yu didn't persuade anymore, so he took his staff and the staff of the theater to eat together, after all, everyone has been busy for a long time, and they should have a meal.

The other actors of the Xiangwen Society also went home first, and Mr. Ma passed away as a master in the cross talk world and a master in the music industry, and they should all mourn as the younger generations.

He Xiangdong went to the hospital first, and at that time, the lights in the inpatient department had all been turned off, and the patients were all sleeping.

He Xiangdong stood silently at the door of Zhang Wenhai's ward for a while, and after sighing, he left.

In the early hours of the morning, He Xiangdong rushed to Ma's house.

Hou Sanye and they didn't leave, and the Ma family had already arranged the mourning hall.

Ma Gongzi was dressed in linen and filial piety, and his eyes and nose were already red and swollen.

He Xiangdong came early in the morning, and Ma Gongzi knew that he was over there and rushed over as soon as the performance ended, and Ma Gongzi also expressed his gratitude to He Xiangdong.

Because of Mr. Ma, He Xiangdong and Ma Gongzi also have some friendship, and the two also chatted a little. Ma Gongzi was hit hard, after all, Mr. Ma left too suddenly, and there was no warning.

After He Xiangdong comforted Ma Gongzi a few words, he went to the balcony of Ma's house with Hou Sanye.

Hou Sanye looked tired, Teacher Ma died, he had to help with the next funeral, Teacher Ma was his father's apprentice, and he was also a member of their Hou family, so he had to take care of it.

There has always been a rumor of the "Houma dispute" in the cross talk world, but no matter how the outside world speculates, the relationship between Hou Sanye and Teacher Ma is still very good, after all, they are both old friends for decades.

Hou Sanye stood on the balcony and lit a cigarette, the balcony in the north is generally wrapped in a glass window, because it will be really cold at night, it is more than ten degrees below zero outside, and the wind is strong, wrapping it can prevent the wind and keep warm.

But there is generally no heating on the balcony, the balcony is very cold, Hou Sanye is wrapped in a thick down jacket, and the smoke on his mouth flickers uncertainly.

He Xiangdong stood against the wall.

The two stood silently for a while, and there were several more cigarette butts at Hou Sanye's feet.

After a long time, Hou Sanye took a deep breath of smoke, slowly exhaled it, sighed, and smiled bitterly: "Alas, the world is impermanent." ”

He Xiangdong was silent, and could only say: "Take care." ”

Hou Sanye bowed slightly, and said: "Senior Brother Ma's departure is a big loss to our cross talk world, and there is one less person who is willing to protect you to the Literary Society." ”

He Xiangdong nodded and didn't say anything more.

Hou Sanye turned his head to look at He Xiangdong, stretched out his hand to pat He Xiangdong's shoulder, and said seriously: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous, you have to be more careful." ”

He Xiangdong nodded solemnly: "I know." ”

Hou Sanye took another puff of cigarette with a solemn expression.

He Xiangdong has never been at ease, He Xiangdong's temper and personality are like his deceased master, and his character is too easy to offend people, especially his peers.

They don't save face, but they are laymen, they can get along well with others, and they all have a more tolerant mentality.

He Xiangdong definitely has more friends as a layman than he does.

Now that Xiang Wenshe is making a big move, there is a lot of friction between the mainstream cross talk world and Xiang Wenshe, and Hengyang Entertainment is eyeing him, and the Youxu class is also fighting with He Xiangdong.

Don't look at the Xiangwen Society, which is quite prosperous now, but after all, its rise time is too short, and its roots are not deep.

Hou Sanye is still quite worried about them.

……

Ma family.

Although it is early in the morning, there are still people coming to condole one after another, Mr. Ma's status in the cross talk world is too high.

He Xiangdong stayed at Ma's house for a while, and then told Hou Sanye a few words, and then said goodbye to Ma Gongzi, he went home first, and he didn't even change his clothes until now.

Teacher Ma left suddenly, and the colleagues in the quyi industry also just got the news, and many people failed to come over, so the real time to mourn is the day after tomorrow.

He Xiangdong went home and told Tian Jiani about it, Tian Jiani was also surprised, and she didn't know until now.

He Xiangdong took a shower and changed his clothes, and rested a little, after dawn, He Xiangdong had breakfast, and then took Tian Jiani to mourn Teacher Ma.

Today, the front of the Ma Family Mourning Hall is crowded with people from the literary and artistic circles, Mr. Ma has been in the art for many years, and his status in the literary and artistic circles is very high, and there are many people who come to mourn.

There are people in the cross talk industry, there are opera circles, opera circles, writers' circles, showbiz circles, singer circles, and various art troupes, and there are also a lot of leaders from the cultural department.

Couplets and wreaths littered the front yard.

Black, white......

This is the main color of the funeral......

Grief, solemnity......

This is the main mood of those who attend the funeral......

It's still morning, and there are a lot of colleagues from other places who haven't had time to come over, and now there are more local counterparts in Beijing. By the afternoon, I think there will be more people.

Mr. Ma's apprentices also came, and reporters and media were also covering the funeral.

There were also many spontaneous people who also offered their respect for the old artist.

He Xiangdong and Tian Jiani drove over by themselves, and after they parked the car, they got out of the car, He Xiangdong looked up, and there were already sporadic snowflakes in the sky.

He Xiangdong glanced at Tian Jiani and said, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm. Tian Jiani nodded.

The two of them went over together.

He Xiangdong looked up at the sky, with a solemn expression, and accompanied Tian Jiani over. Most of the people who come to mourn in the cross talk world today are people from the mainstream cross talk world, although there are also people in the folk cross talk world, but after all, the number of people in the folk cross talk world is not as large as the mainstream cross talk world, so it is relatively thin at the scene.

They also saw He Xiangdong, although they were all dissatisfied with Xiang Wenshe and their gambling competition, but on such an occasion, they naturally would not make any rude moves, otherwise this would be a great disrespect for the deceased.

Both sides were more restrained, at least maintaining a semblance of respect and harmony.

He nodded at them.

The same is true over there.

Let's go inside together.

He Xiangdong didn't want to get any moths at all, Mr. Ma was a cross talk senior he respected very much, he came to mourn this old man with grief, and his mood for Mr. Ma was only respect and gratitude.

It's a pity that the trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop.

Many things don't happen if He Xiangdong doesn't want to happen.