Chapter 192: Master, Master
readx; Several old gentlemen in the garden saw Ge Zengfang and a few people fleeing, and their hearts were also very happy, and they all smiled. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info looked at He Xiangdong who was kneeling on the ground and Zhang Kuoru who was standing aside, and several people felt that they were a little redundant.
Zhang Wenhai touched his nose and said, "What, Mr. Zhang, let's talk about your master and apprentice, let's go to the theater to set it up first." ”
"Yes. Zhang Kuoru nodded.
Zhang Wenhai and a few people walked out very interestingly, before going out, Chen Yifang also looked at Zhang Kuoru deeply, I really didn't expect such an ordinary old man at the mouth of the alley to have such a big background.
Or maybe I should have thought of it a long time ago, he really doesn't look like an ordinary old man. Chen Yifang sighed slightly, closed the door, and walked out with his legs raised.
Zhang Kuoru looked at He Xiangdong who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes were deep, a trace of crystal gathered in the corners of his eyes, he let out a long sigh, as if he had aged a lot in an instant, and said in a trembling voice: "Twelve years, twelve years." ”
"Master. He Xiangdong screamed sadly, his head hit the ground and he was reluctant to get up for a long time, but his tears couldn't stop.
"Alas......" Zhang Kuoru sighed, squinted his eyes slightly, the sadness in his eyes, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes folded together, he threw away the pu fan, walked in front of He Xiangdong with steps, squatted down, supported He Xiangdong's shoulder with his hand, and helped him up.
He Xiangdong stood up, looking at his master with tears in his eyes, his face was still the same as twelve years ago, but he was much older, with nearly half of the white hair on his head, his face was full of wrinkles, his skin was loose, and he had lost his former demeanor.
Master is really old, really old. dudu1;
"Master. He Xiangdong called again, and the tight tears suddenly came down again. He really couldn't see the old appearance of the master, especially since he still had the impression of the master's high-spirited appearance twelve years ago.
The contrast is too great, and it is difficult for He Xiangdong to accept.
"Son, you've grown up. Zhang Kuoru's eyes were also filled with tears, and his wrinkled and swollen hand raised and gently stroked He Xiangdong's head, but it was too high and a little difficult to reach.
He Xiangdong hurriedly stopped his tears and lowered his body so that the master could touch his head. Zhang Kuoru stroked He Xiangdong's child's head like he did more than ten years ago, stroking and smiling helplessly: "Child, you have grown taller, and the master can't reach you." ”
It was just a simple sentence, but it made He Xiangdong cry, he wiped his tears, wrinkled his nose, forcibly stopped his tears, and choked up: "Master...... How did you become like this? ”
Zhang Kuoru put down his hand, leaned behind him, and smiled indifferently: "I'm old, isn't it like this when I'm old." ”
He Xiangdong stepped forward to help Zhang Kuoru sit down on the chair, and he stood respectfully on the side and waited.
Zhang Kuoru raised his hand and said, "Don't stand, you can sit too, just sit beside me." ”
"Oh. He Xiangdong agreed, moved the small stool, and sat in front of Zhang Kuoru. dudu2;
Zhang Kuoru looked at He Xiangdong and asked, "Where is Fang Wenqi?"
He Xiangdong didn't talk much, just said: "I went to Shanghai." ”
Zhang Kuoru let out a soft snort from his nose, and said unhappily: "He's not dead yet?"
He Xiangdong tightened his mouth, and he didn't know how to reply, he knew that in fact, the storytelling master had a lot of resentment towards his cross talk master, and he only accepted the last closed disciple when he was old, and used it to inherit the mantle, but he didn't teach for half a year, so he let others take him away, and he couldn't even see each other for more than ten years, which made Zhang Kuoru feel comfortable.
"Alas......" There was another long sigh, Zhang Kuoru looked at He Xiangdong in front of him kindly, and sighed: "It must have been very hard to run the rivers and lakes with your master for all those years." ”
He Xiangdong shook his head, forced a smile, and pretended to be very indifferent and said: "Actually, it's very good, we are all craftsmen, we can eat, and it's not so hard to run the rivers and lakes, and everyone also likes our cross talk, although we don't earn a lot, but it's still enough to live." ”
"Hmph. Zhang Kuoru snorted dissatisfied, looked at He Xiangdong, frowned, and said: "You still want to lie to me, I also ran through the rivers and lakes when I was young, and I also served as the president of the Changchun Association for a period of time, how difficult it is to run the rivers and lakes, I don't know? Although it is said that everyone's life is better now in the reform and opening up, how much better can the life of running the rivers and lakes be?"
He Xiangdong smiled dryly, how can the difficulties of running the rivers and lakes be explained in one or two sentences, Xiangwen Society had a bleak time last year, but it is much better than running the rivers and lakes.
"It's really hard for you kid, you were only nine years old that year, Fang Wenqi, this old bastard is really ruthless. Zhang Kuoru shook his head, sighed sadly, and looked at He Xiangdong's pretending to be relaxed face, distressed, and said softly: "Child, now that you have a master, don't be afraid, there is a master who will not let you live that kind of hard life in the future." ”dudu3;
He Xiangdong rubbed his somewhat sour nose and said, "Master, in fact, I'm doing well, really, I'm quite comfortable now." ”
Zhang Kuoru glanced at him dissatisfied, and blamed: "What's comfortable, you haven't completed your art yet, and you're still learning art, where do you live now, move in with me, or learn all the books you haven't learned in those years, we have not learned this oral work, you haven't learned it, I'm afraid of losing it." ”
He Xiangdong's eyes were very hot, and he thought that these years of training had made his heart very strong, but Zhang Kuoru's words still made his heart melt instantly, and they had only been together for half a year, and there was only one master-apprentice status.
I haven't served in front of the master in all these years, but the master can still do so much for himself, how can he not be moved.
He Xiangdong suppressed his undulating heart, and reluctantly said in a steady voice: "Master, I live in Daxing now, will it be inconvenient for me to move here, what about Brother Qingfeng, why didn't he come?"
Zhang Kuoru shook his head and sighed: "Don't mention that kid, he doesn't have a home all year round, he goes to various places to open restaurants and hotels, and says what kind of chain, alas, I don't understand anyway, I know how to make money outside." He also bought me a villa, and I was so panicked that I couldn't stay alone. ”
"At the beginning of this year, I moved away, moved to that, oh yes, it's you that one, the person named Chen Yifang next door, the old alley, it's popular, and I love to stay there. You can move in too, and we can be companions. Oh, by the way, are you married?"
He Xiangdong scratched his head and said, "No, I haven't started a family yet, but there is an object there." ”
Zhang Kuoru said happily: "Sometimes bring it over and let me take a look, when you are older, you love to watch your juniors get married." In this way, you should also move over quickly, Daxing is not good in that place, you must also rent in the countryside, in a small dilapidated house, other girls must not dislike you, move over and live with the master, the master's house is big. ”
He Xiangdong scratched his head and smiled innocently. (To be continued.) ).. Tang Sanshao's "Douluo Continent 2 Peerless Tang Gate" mobile game has been released, book friends who want to play, please pay attention to the WeChat public account to download and install ( Mobile game open server Daquan search sykfdq press and hold for 3 seconds to copy)