They didn't go back that night, because there was no car to go back, and besides, these people were drunk and unconscious, so Zhao Xiaoqiang found two rooms for them at Hara Station and let them stay. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The four people who came, except for He Xiangdong, the other three were drunk, He Xiangdong was forcibly poured a glass of wine, and then vomited on the side, and then he pretended to have a stomachache and went to the toilet.

By the time he returned, the war had long since ended, and everyone was drunk, and no one cared about him, so he cut a little roast mutton and ate it for dinner.

That night, he and Xue Guo lived in a room, which was also a place for employees to rest on duty, the bed was not big, and it was a little crowded for the two of them to sleep together.

The drunken men all went home, and their families came to pick them up, and they were all locals, and they all went home to stay at night.

At night, He Xiangdong was very awake, and Xue Guo had already snored loudly and slept until he passed out. He pillowed his hands behind his head, and the only pillow on the bed was used by Xue Guo.

He looked at the ceiling, he couldn't see anything in the darkness, only his own bright eyes blinking and blinking, and his thoughts were racing through the night, thinking of many things in the past.

In those years of wandering the rivers and lakes, they had no way to perform in the city, and they usually went to the urban-rural junction, or to the rural towns, and after selling their art, they lived in the villagers' homes at night.

He was in the same room with the master, and the two of them slept in the same bed, when he was still very young, and at night the master always told him some interesting things about the seniors in the music industry, as well as some young and frivolous things that the old fellows of the master did when they were young.

Sometimes the master and apprentice can't sleep at night, and they will also sing operas. At that time, it was very hard, eating and sleeping in the open, and there were no last meals, but his heart was very lively, and He Xiangdong did not feel tired at all.

On the contrary, after arriving in Beijing, a person began to work hard, he was really tired and hard, but usually he has always buried this emotion deep in his heart, never showed it, he is the class leader, anyone can shout tired, anyone can complain, but he can't.

In the past, when Xiang Wenshe couldn't make money, he felt very tired, but now he is doing well, he still feels very tired, and now he finds that he is tired not because of the hard days, but because the master is not around, he feels very tired alone.

Yes, he misses Master, misses Master, misses ......

This night, He Xiangdong didn't sleep, because he couldn't sleep no matter how he slept, and his mind was full of pictures of the master, all of which were all kinds of clips, which were played randomly in his head, and countless pictures converged into a warm scene.

He Xiangdong had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't know when he fell asleep, when he woke up, it was already early in the morning, and his mentality had also adjusted, and the warmth of men was always revealed when there was no one in the dark.

After breakfast, they waited for the train in the station, and prepared to go directly to Hoh, where they would meet the large army, and the people from Hara station came to see them off, and gave them a lot of food, beef jerky, cheese, and so on.

He Xiangdong and the others were also very embarrassed, because they didn't bring anything with them, and they couldn't give any return gifts.

They sang a few songs to these friends while waiting for the train at the station, and He Xiangdong also sang a Beijing song.

When the car came, they shook their hands in the window and reluctantly got on the road. This was the first time they had left the army to perform at a remote station, but it touched them a lot, and this kind of warmth and emotion could not be experienced anywhere else.

The four people sat facing each other, but they didn't speak for a long time, and the train went far away, and they were still savoring the warmth in it.

The performance in Hohhot is also two days, this time they are performing with a large army, and there are a total of three small stations in Inner Mongolia that need to send a small team to perform separately.

He Xiangdong and the four of them went to Hala Station, and the next two small stations did not send them, although they had such expectations in their hearts, or they also had worries.

The impression of Hara Station was so good that they didn't know if it was only Hara Station or if it was the same with other small stations.

If this is the case with Hara Station alone, then the little warmth in their hearts may be destroyed.

These four people were looking forward to and apprehensive, but unfortunately, until the end, it was not their turn, but they also had a feeling of loss in their hearts.

Inner Mongolia performed three stops, Baotou finished the performance, they went south to Shaanxi, the first stop was in Yan'an, the red hometown, also performed for two nights, basically the large-scale performances in the troupe are two or three days in one place.

Because they were in a hurry in Inner Mongolia, they performed three stations in ten days, and the actors were resting while rushing on the train, and they were almost tired these days.

Now that they are in Shaanxi, the group also decided to let everyone relax, after the Yan'an station was finished, they rested on the spot for a day, everyone relaxed and relaxed, and went to Xi'an the next day, and after arriving in Xi'an, they did not start performing immediately.

The first day is also free, there will be a performance on the second night, and rehearsals will start the next morning. He Xiangdong put the things away, and Xue Guo took them out to find something to eat.

Xi'an is not lacking in all kinds of snacks, it is still the nineties, the tourism industry is not as vigorous as later generations, and Xi'an is not full of foreign tourists.

From an economic point of view, it may be an obstacle to economic development and the improvement of people's living standards. But from a food point of view, there are really a lot of top-notch restaurants in Xi'an at this time.

It's always like this when you open a store, there are too few customers to run at all, but if there are too many customers, it's hard to maintain the taste. There are a lot of old shops with good taste, and later they also attracted investment and opened branches all over the country, but this taste, but there is no way to guarantee this taste, and it has completely closed down in a few years, and even the original old store has no way to operate anymore, and the signboard has been smashed in vain.

In this modern world where capital is everywhere and materialism is rampant, there are really few restaurants that can maintain their nature and cook a meal in a down-to-earth manner.

As a glutton, Xue Guo took He Xiangdong and them to a local inconspicuous small steamed bun shop, not for anything else, just because this is a time-honored brand, inherited for a hundred years, and its boss has repeatedly refused the investment and development of capital dealers, he only opened this one store, no semicolon, and the store only has five tables, never more open. (To be continued.) )