Foshan Baozhilin

As usual, Ya Cha Su was cleaning the courtyard early in the morning, ready to receive patients who came to the hospital.

"Is Master Huang Feihong here?"

"You, you, what's the matter with finding my master?" Ya Cha Su raised his head and looked at He Shan, who was tall and dressed in a foreign style, and stammered and asked.

Carrying a large bag of gifts, He Shan, who was carrying luggage, did not answer, but took out a greeting post and brought it to Ya Cha Su, he came to return the clothes today, thanks to the original on the Fugui Train, Huang Feihong and his son gave him a short shot to keep him warm.

Ya Cha Su is the only son of a large landowner, his family is wealthy, he has knowledge and has studied in the West, so when he saw that the other party was so polite, he cautiously invited him into Bao Zhilin and served tea and snacks.

He Shan, who was sitting in the living room, took a sip of hot tea, got up and began to visit this famous Baozhilin, which is as famous as Jingwumen.

It didn't take long for Huang Feihong to appear with his fists hugged, "Under Huang Feihong, Your Excellency is ......"

"Ho Shan." He Shan clenched his fists.

"I don't know what happened today, Mr. Ho." Huang Feihong gestured to sit down, and asked his teeth to wipe Su to serve another pot of hot tea.

He Shan took out the cleaned short, "Lingzun Huang Qiying is kind to me, I used to play a short set of cold on the train, and today I am here to change clothes." The grace of dripping water, today I am here to repay the favor. ”

Steamers, clothes? Dad is not in Foshan now, he went to the capital to develop a pharmaceutical business, and Dad may have become acquainted with Mr. He at that time. Looking at the clean beige stub that was sucked by the powder of the clothes, although Huang Feihong had some doubts in his heart, it was not easy to ask in detail, because similar things had been staged too many times in his house.

"In addition, I am in a hurry, this is the pork knuckle and some gadgets I bought at the vegetable market early in the morning, I hope Master Huang can accept a little bit of my heart."

Huang Feihong politely refused, "You're polite, Mr. He is polite." ”

"It's not that I don't like things that are worthless, I can go and buy them again." He Shan's face was a little hot, he had some cash on him, but this money could not be circulated in this era. In addition, I dare to come to Foshan and don't know where there is a pawn shop, so I can only settle for the time being and buy some bargains first.

"Fei Hong definitely didn't mean that,...... I'll take it. Huang Feihong didn't want the other party to be mistaken, and then changed the topic: "I don't know, what business does Mr. He do, I see that Mr. is dressed very foreignly, has he been to the West?" ”

Western? He Shan looked down at himself in a shirt and sweatpants, dressed nondescriptly, and said perfunctorily: "Well, almost." ”

"Can speak foreign?" “…… Yes. ”

Huang Feihong said with a smile: "That's it, I see that Mr. has been in the dust all the way, it should have just arrived in Foshan not long ago, and he is not familiar with the road of life, so it is better to stay in Baozhilin for a few days, so that I can do my landlord's friendship." ”

"That's embarrassing, then bother." He Shan didn't refuse, he just had nowhere to stay, and it was too late to live in Bao Zhilin.

In this way, Bao Zhilin, where He Shan lived, became Huang Feihong's guest.

……

"Morning, Mr. He, today my uncle invited me to the teahouse for tea, do you want to go with me." Huang Feihong saw He Shan get up early in the morning to practice, and warmly invited.

He didn't feel any surprise about He Shan's martial arts, because in this turbulent era, martial arts has become one of the ways for the poor to protect themselves.

Uncle, isn't that the thirteenth aunt and his father? After practicing boxing, He Shan, who was sweating all over, nodded and said, "Okay, I'm just hungry." ”

The teahouse is not far from Bao Zhilin, just walk through the two.

Lao Guang has the habit of drinking morning tea, and He Shan is also a famous Lao Guang, so he is naturally familiar with drinking morning tea. Maybe it's because Aunt Thirteen and her foreigner friends are there, and the whole teahouse feels chaotic, and they don't want to drink tea, all watching their cameras.

didn't get involved with Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen, an old acquaintance, after a simple acquaintance, he ordered a large table of dim sum and began to eat a full meal.

"Hello, do you mind if I sit down?" A female foreigner friend of Aunt Thirteen saw He Shan stuffing something into his mouth alone, and thought this person was interesting, so he accosted him.

He Shan glanced at her and didn't speak, took the teapot and poured her a cup of hot tea, so many villagers and elders in the teahouse looked at it, and they couldn't lose everyone's face.

Seeing that He Shan didn't speak, the foreigner stretched out his hand and took the initiative to introduce himself: "Joanna." ”

"Ho Shan."

"We're going to go later, the theater troupe will take pictures, why don't you come with me?" Joanna said with a wink. She has only been to Foshan with Aunt Thirteen for a few days, and she is not familiar with the road of life, and only Aunt Thirteen has a friend who can speak. All of them are very interested in He Shan, who can speak English.

Go to the theater to take pictures, then you won't be able to meet Cao Zhuojian later, eh, it's Liang Kuan. He Shan found that there were more places to go, and it was easy to confuse the names of the characters.

"Aunt Thirteen, what is your friend talking about?" Huang Feihong, who was watching the conversation between the two on the side, asked Aunt Thirteen curiously.

"yes, Thirteen, what are they talking about?" It's not just Huang Feihong who gossips, even the thirteenth aunt and his father.

"Oh...... It's my friend who wants to ask He Shan to accompany us to take pictures. "How could the thirteenth aunt not see her friend's intentions, but looking at her conservative father and nephew, she held back what she wanted to say.

"So that's the case, no problem, I can call the shots in this matter, I agreed for Mr. He!" Huang Feihong, who was emotionally wooden, made a decision for He Shan after hearing it.

……

"The theater is set up on the beach by the sea, and there are a lot of warships docked next to it, and I am not afraid of noisy neighbors being bombarded." He Shan hugged his chest, looked at the warships of other countries docked on the dock in the distance, and admired the courage of the troupe boss, his behavior was completely turning on a tightrope.

"What are you looking at, quickly help me translate with the boss of the troupe." When Joanna saw He Shan in a daze on the warship, she dragged his hand to meet the troupe boss.

"What is there to translate, just by your looks, who dares to get along with you in this land!" He Shan didn't say this, only mocked in his heart.

The thirteenth aunt, who is a local, doesn't seem to know her position, and she has studied abroad, only playing with the camera. So far, he has not shown the slightest urgency for Foshan or even the whole country.

"Liang Kuan, hurry up and repair the hole in the roof of the shed, it's going to start when it's dark." The boss of the troupe said to Liang Kuan, who had just failed to apprentice in Baozhilin.

"I know, don't rush, I'm here to sing and make money, and I'm not just here to do chores......" Liang Kuan complained in a low voice.

Although he changed his hairstyle, He Shan, who was sitting under the stage at the bottom of the shed, still recognized Liang Kuan's figure, and shouted at Aunt Thirteen and Joanna: "You two come here, don't stand under the shed." ”

Aunt Thirteen and Joanna glanced at each other, the former was stunned and didn't react, but the latter ran to him obediently.

Aunt Thirteen asked, "It's too noisy to hear, what were you talking about just now?" ”

Joanna said lamely, "Mountain, what's the matter?" ”

"Ah...... Boom! However, they were answered by Liang Kuan's scream.

Fortunately, he just fell on the wooden board, but at this moment, Liang Kuan was still a little heartbroken, and in the morning, Bao Zhilin didn't apprentice to his teacher and didn't use it as a tooth to wipe Su Gu, and he couldn't sing when he returned to the opera troupe, so he had to fall off the tent and let the cement of the shed call on his face.

"Shaoyun, are you okay?" When Joanna saw that there was an accident, she immediately checked Aunt Thirteen's body.

Aunt Thirteen did not escape the punishment of fate, and the cement on her body covered her entire face.

"Liang Kuan, why don't you pay attention if you don't play in the studio, you talk about how good your kung fu is all day long, why can't you even stand steadily, and you stain the foreign devils!" The boss of the troupe scolded Liang Kuan.

For foreigners, he really can't afford to mess with them. was so frightened that he hurriedly bowed to the victim's thirteenth aunt and apologized.

"It doesn't matter boss, as long as nothing happens to people." He Shan patted the shoulder of the boss of the filming class, and then reached out to grab Liang Kuan, "Do you really want to worship Huang Feihong as a teacher?" ”

"Thanks, huh, how do you know?" Liang Kuan said in surprise as he wiped the cement stuck to his face.

"I was there when you went to Bao Zhilin, so I saw it all. In the future, don't work in the troupe, go to Bao Zhilin. Let's just say that I introduced you to apprenticeship. ”

"Can I really worship Huang Feihong as a teacher?" Liang Kuan didn't remember whether he had seen He Shan in Bao Zhilin, but if it was true, he would just not do the work of the troupe.

"Really, you're ...... tomorrow To Bao Chi Lin ......"

However, before He Shan finished speaking, Liang Kuan jumped up and down happily after hearing the good news, and ran out of the troupe without caring about anything. It seems that it is going in the direction of Bao Zhilin.