In the hook column, today's winter solstice, the people of the opera troupe rarely took a day off, sitting on the side of the music bed and laughing and chatting while eating melon seeds.

Since the last time he took the initiative to sing, in recent days, Mei Lao has become much kinder, often sitting alone with a stool next to the disciples, not talking, not napping, just smiling and watching them chat, just watching.

"Master, according to our custom over there, we want to eat dumplings today, whatever stuffing you want to eat, I'll buy it for you!" said to Mei Lao, who had only turned fifteen this year, but he had been in the troupe for three years.

Mei Lao shook his head with a smile and didn't say anything, this kid was the last apprentice he accepted, and he was also the most likable one on weekdays.

The kid scratched his head, jumped up and down like a monkey to Mei Lao's side, and after squatting down, he said with a hippie smile: "Master, if you don't do this, I'll sing a paragraph for you, if you sing well, then you have to eat dumplings today." ”

This kid, Mei Lao nodded and spit out a word, "Yes." ”

When the little junior brother nicknamed Thin Monkey heard Mei Lao's words, he almost jumped up excitedly, he clapped his hands to attract the attention of all the senior brothers and sisters, and shouted loudly: "Everyone comes to see Ang, come to see Ang, otherwise the master may have to regret it later!"

Everyone in the troupe stopped their brains and looked at this together, there was a slight look of relief in their eyes, and the master would be able to say a word or two to this little junior brother who didn't know anything on weekdays.

After doing all this, the thin monkey cleared his throat and compared to the orchid finger in a decent way, at this moment he has become a playful person standing on the stage alone, and is no longer a little junior brother with laughter and anger written on his face.

"You said that Jiangnan smoke cage rain is smoke cage rain... Lonely Sky in the North.. Arazuka new grave who pays attention.. The historian has put pen to paper.." The thin monkey sang "The Warden Division", this song also existed in Ye Liancheng's previous life, among which there are all pure and ugly in Shengdan, and the thin monkey who plays the four corners by one person can be said to be the peak, and there is a vague tendency to become the next leader of the troupe.

After singing, everyone in the troupe applauded, and the little junior brother according to the master's words is to be rewarded by God, and if he works hard, he will definitely be able to carry forward the singing.

The thin monkey smiled, he didn't care about the opinions of his senior brothers and sisters, he looked at Mei Lao expectantly, and said, "Master, how is it, it seems that you are going to eat dumplings today." ”

Mei Lao opened his eyes, he really didn't say anything in his singing, but there were still some fly in the ointment, he wanted to open his mouth to point it out, but in the end he smiled and didn't say anything.

"Enough is enough, you've learned everything you can. Mei Lao patted the armrest, slowly got up, and faced the disciples of the troupe.

"From today onwards, you don't have to continue singing in the pickled place, if you still want to take this path, you can build a troupe around the thin monkey elsewhere. Mei Lao said all this indifferently, but the people in the drama troupe are not calm.

"Master, what do you mean..."The thin monkey is the most clever on weekdays, and with tears in the corners of his eyes, why didn't he know what Mei Lao meant, but he just couldn't believe it, and asked in a choked voice.

The people in the opera troupe sitting not far away were surprised to dissuade Mei Lao from thinking about it again, those of them who stayed behind were not for fame and fortune, they just liked to sing and wanted to follow Mei Lao, how could they say that they would disperse today, and what should Mei Lao do in the future?

Senior Brother stood up, he walked quickly to Mei Lao, and knelt on the ground without saying a word, "Master, if we leave, what should you do?"

On weekdays, these disciples serve Mei Lao, most of them are fatherless and motherless orphans, they were adopted by Mei Lao when they were young, and their relationship has long surpassed that of master and apprentice, for a group of disciples, Mei Lao is their reborn parents.

Mei Lao held a cigarette gun in his hand, smashed it and took a big puff, and then said: "After all, the master and apprentice are one, if you want to have some affection at the end, you can pack up your things and leave now." ”

The tone has been slow and unhurried for a long time, but everyone knows the decisive color, and no one can change what Mei Lao has decided.

The thin monkey stood in place, his eyes were confused at a loss, and he thought that he was not singing well enough, and he was disgusted by the master and wanted to drive him away.

All kinds of emotions came to his heart, and the thin monkey couldn't control his tears anymore, and was about to cry out and beg the master to change his mind, but in the end he was pulled away by the burly elder brother.

Everyone at the bed did not say a word, and began to clean up with red eyes, while the thin monkey shrank in a corner, crying silently, and from time to time a senior brother and sister came to pat his back shirt comfortingly, or rubbed his head as before.

And Mei Lao always sat alone on the wooden chair, smoking vigorously, and the thick smoke covered his face.

I don't know how long it took, the group of poor people with only their throats left had already finished cleaning up their things, and they didn't have many things in their hands, standing beside the music bed, they waited for the thin monkey and the senior brother who had not yet cleaned up.

The thin monkey and the senior brother of the opera troupe walked side by side, and the two stood together as two extremes together, the thin monkey was thin and small, while the senior brother was tall and big.

The senior brother of the opera troupe finally returned to the front of everyone, but the thin monkey did not stop, but walked in front of Mei Lao step by step.

Through the dense layer of smoke, the thin monkey saw Mei Lao's face, and his heart suddenly paused, and he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

It was a face that had reached the extreme of vicissitudes, and in a short moment, the wrinkles on Mei Lao's face seemed to have been deepened by a carving knife, and he was once again defeated under the baptism of time.

Put the burden aside, the thin monkey's burden is the largest one, all of them are some toys that his brothers and sisters bought for him when he was a child, he is like a child who doesn't grow up, and he is still playing with these things at night.

"Knock knock..."The thin monkey kowtowed to Mei Lao one after another, I don't know how many times he kowtowed, and the thin monkey's tears with blood on his forehead blurred his vision.

As if carrying the entire troupe on his back, the thin monkey kowtowed to Mei Lao three times for everyone in the troupe.

For a long time, the huge music bed was surrounded by the sound of thin monkeys kowtowing, perhaps mixed with a few uncontrollable sobs.

After a long time, the thin monkey got up in a daze, and choked up at Mei Lao: "Master, I will definitely continue to sing what you taught me!"