If things go so smoothly, there will be nothing, and the result is that the mountains are red.

To be exact, the red throat of the mountain has fallen.

Before the red throat fell in the mountains, there was a fever. According to the meaning of Lao Gui, the red fever troupe in the mountains will rest for a few days, and wait for the red in the mountains to recover.

Unexpectedly, Jia Liuzhi, a salt merchant in Beizhen, married the wife of the third aunt, and famously asked the mountains to come out to celebrate. Jia Liuzhi is one of the richest households in the Beizhen area, and he can't afford to offend the old man so he came to ask for the opinion of the red in the mountains, at that time, the red burning in the mountains has subsided a little, so he said: Uncle, I'll go.

The troupe set up the stage to perform.

The performance lasted from the evening until late at night. That day, at the beginning, Shanli Hong's mood was very good, and she saw Mr. Song again as promised. Mr. Song paid attention to the red mountains on the stage as usual.

In the middle of the night, the audience was restless, shouting for Shanlihong and Yakzi to sing "Eighteen Touches", and if they didn't agree, they wouldn't let the show end, Shanlihong had no choice, so he sang "Eighteen Touches" hard, and when he sang "Eighteen Touches", Mr. Song quit, and Shanlihong saw that Mr. Song had withdrawn. At that moment, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart. At that moment, her voice fell, crackling, and she couldn't sing a word anymore. The audience "boomed" and it was chaotic. And the red horns of the mountains fell.

That year, Yamazato Hong had just turned eighteen years old.

The eighteen-year-old mountain is in pain. She is the spring peony of the past again.

Chun Shao never dreamed that she had just become a corner for two years, and she would have nothing overnight. In other words, from now on, Chun Shao will bid farewell to the stage of his dreams.

Chun Peony cried vigorously without eating or drinking.

Lao Guan seemed to have no way at this time, he turned around in front of Chun Peony like a donkey on a mill road. This kind of suffering, the old crutch is clear, he just changed to erhu when he poured his throat. For these of them who eat open-mouthed plays, pouring their throats is equivalent to losing their left hand and right arm. He let the spring peony surge and wept bitterly. In the end, the old crutch squatted down, and the squatting old crutch said while holding his head with his fist: I have lived half my life in vain, and I am not a human being.

Lao Guan regretted thousands of times at this time that he shouldn't have promised Jia Liuzhi to sing.

At this time, the old crutch was even more painful than Chun Shao, he knew that Chun Shao's throat had fallen, and the troupe could not find a suitable corner to replace Chun Shao for a while, in that case, the troupe would only have to drink the northwest wind.

All the people in the troupe gathered around Lao Guan and Chun Shao, and they lowered their heads, as if the world had come to an end. No one spoke at this time, they knew, and it was useless to say anything at this time. They could only let Chun Shao and Lao Guan cry in a low voice and a high voice.

Crying a breath, crying again.

I don't know when, Mr. Song appeared in front of them, as soon as Mr. Song appeared, Chun Shao's troubled mood seemed to be much easier, she choked up, and looked at Mr. Song with tears in her eyes.

Mr. Song said: It's okay if your throat is down.

Everyone looked at Mr. Song in amazement. Mr. Song only said to Chun Shao alone: You can't sing for a lifetime, and it's better not to sing early than late.

Chun Shao stopped crying, she looked at Mr. Song calmly. Chun Shao couldn't tell why she didn't have so much sadness as soon as Mr. Song appeared. At this time, her heart seemed to be a flood of autumn water, quiet and lofty.

At this time, Lao Guan stopped crying, he looked at Mr. Song in a daze. Mr. Song didn't look at him, only looked at Chun Shao alone, and the two of them looked at it like that.

Later, Mr. Song said: You go out, I will talk to Miss Chunshao for a while.

Lao Guan stood up, he didn't know that Mr. Song would have such a big magic power to make the grief-stricken Chun Shao stop crying. He believed that Mr. Song had the ability to bring Chun Peony out of his grief, so he walked out of Chun Peony's room with his hands behind his back, and everyone walked out.

At this time, there were only two people left in the house, Chun Shao and Mr. Song.

As if she had seen her relatives, Chun Shao choked up and cried out: Mr. Song. Tears flowed again.

Mr. Song took two steps in the middle of the house with his hands behind his back, and then stood up again and said, "I know, sooner or later, you will have this day."

Chun Shao looked at Mr. Song puzzled, and Mr. Song was blurred in her teary eyes.

Mr. Song said again: If your voice doesn't fall, you will leave the stage sooner or later, what should you do then?

This sentence stopped Chun Shao, these questions, she seemed to have thought about them, but she didn't seem to have thought about them. She only knows singing now, and she can't see anything else. As long as she is a corner in the troupe, she can't get married, not a horn, when it was, she can't tell herself, she doesn't know. But she vaguely knew that her future would come one day.

Mr. Song said again: You can't sing for a lifetime, but you have to live for a lifetime.

Now, Chun Shao has really calmed down, and she can look at Mr. Song very clearly.

Mr. Song said: Actually, I have wanted to say these words for a long time, I have wanted to say them since the day I met you, but at that time, would you believe my words?

Chun Shao looked at Mr. Song in a daze. Every word of Mr. Song is Ding Mao in her heart. The first time she heard someone talk to her like this, her chaotic and misty heart suddenly brightened, and a ray of sunlight shone in, and there was nothing.

Mr. Song: It's better not to sing early than late.

Chun Shao: In the future, I will have a leisure meal in the troupe.

Mr. Song listened to Chun Shao's words and smiled: Why do you want to stay in the troupe?

Chun Shao: My mother is dead, my father is gone, and the troupe is my home.

Mr. Song took a step closer to Chun Shao, looked at Chun Shao with a pair of deep eyes, and said: Chun Shao, I want to marry you.

These words made Chun Shao tremble, since she found Mr. Song's eyes, she only felt that Mr. Song was very kind, and her heart was empty when she didn't see Mr. Song for a day, but she never even thought that she wanted to marry Mr. Song. Therefore, Mr. Song's words surprised her.

Mr. Song said: Chunshao, you can marry me, you can be a cow and a horse in this life.

After saying that, Mr. Song knelt down, and he lay his head on the edge of the kang.

Chun Shao wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

Mr. Song looked up, and by this time he was already in tears. He choked his voice and said: Chun Shao, do you know why I watched the play? I'm looking at you.

In a word, throwing Chun Shao's heart into the boiling water, the past of her childhood poured into Chun Shao's eyes like smoke, and she remembered that her parents quarreled over the sake of watching a play, making her days poor. Mr. Song's heart, she can completely understand. She knew that for her Mr. Song could do anything. For a lifetime, if there is such a man to stay with him, what are you afraid of!

Chun Shao called softly: Mr. Song. put a pair of his small hands into Mr. Song's wet big hands.

When Lao Guan learned the news that Mr. Song was going to marry Chun Shao, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, a singer could find a home early than anything else. Chun Shao's voice has fallen, she can't sing anymore, and she can only do chores if she stays in the troupe, and she has one more mouth to fight for food, if she doesn't marry today, she will marry sooner or later.

In the mood of marrying his daughter, Lao Guan ceremoniously sent Chun Peony to Mr. Song's house. At the door of Mr. Song's house, a stage was set up and he sang a big drama for three days.

Beizhen is a hundred miles away, and everyone knows that the former famous corner of the troupe has married someone in the mountains.