Three hours later in the afternoon, in a pear orchard in Sijiu City.
This is the Hong family's industry.
It was opened by a guy who came to Sijiu City with Er Yuehong back then.
This guy, surnamed He, was one of Yueerhong's most trusted guys back then.
Over the years, such a pear garden has been opened in Sijiucheng.
Not only to make a living, but also to wait quietly for Yue Yuehong to come here to sing opera.
The people of the Hong family have not touched underground things for many years, and their way of making a living is by singing opera.
However, nowadays there are fewer and fewer young people who like to listen to operas. Those who come here all year round are only familiar faces.
Some elderly guests.
After getting the news about Crescent Hotel, He Lao was stunned for a long time.
Immediately, the opera garden was cleared cleanly and the stage was rearranged into the style that February Hong was most used to that year.
Although this trip offended many old customers, He Lao didn't care.
"Second Master, Second Master! It has been so many years, I never thought that I would be able to hear you sing again in my lifetime!"
In the pear garden, the white-haired Mr. He knelt in front of Er Erhong's wheelchair, crying.
"Old He, I have worked hard for you for so many years. Get up quickly. You are already old and you still kneel down all the time."
"I'm here today to sing my last play..."
It was completely different from three hours ago. At this time, Yueerhong was full of energy and looked like she was about to die.
"Second Master..."
Mr. He was also aware of Er Yuehong's physical condition.
At the age of one hundred and two, Yue Erhong has reached her limit.
"Is this Mr. Xiao Ming from back then?"
Mr. He looked at Hu Ming who was pushing the wheelchair behind him, wiped his tears and said kindly.
Although Hu Ming is not young, compared with the old man in front of him, Hu Ming is also a junior.
"It's me, Mr. He. I haven't been in Sijiu City for so many years. Thank you for taking care of my master."
Hu Ming nodded and said softly.
"You're welcome, Mr. Xiao Ming. I am the second master's buddy. If it weren't for the second master, I would have died in that chaotic era."
"We, the Hong family, except for a few bastards, are the second master's people when we are alive, and we are also the second master's ghost when we die!"
Hu Ming knew who the bastard he was talking about was.
Chenpi Ah Si.
Regarding this person, except for Er Erhong, the rest of the Hong family did not like him.
"Okay, Lao He, don't say these words to your child. He has his own life and should not be affected by the grudges of our older generation."
"I don't have much time. Take me to change clothes. I want to sing this last play well!"
Er Erhong interrupted Lao He, saying that he had quite complicated feelings about Chen Pi Asi, his former disciple.
"Okay, Second Master, come with me and I will take you there."
Taking the wheelchair from Hu Ming, Lao He pushed Er Erhong and walked to the changing room mumbling.
Hu Ming and Yin Nanfeng sat on the seats facing the stage.
At this time, many people have come here.
Zhang Rishan, Xie Yuchen, Huo Xiuxiu and other familiar people.
Hu Ming even saw some unfamiliar faces here.
But there is no doubt that these people are all people with whom Yue Erhong has a good relationship.
Those with ulterior motives have long since been kicked out by Zhang Yueshan.
No one wants to disturb February Hong's last performance at this time.
"Little Second Master!"
Many people stood up and greeted Hu Ming respectfully after seeing him again. Most of these people were juniors and elders from the Hong family. Therefore, they also guessed that Hu Ming might be the second master of Jiumen from today on!
"sit!"
Hu Ming nodded and said nothing more.
"Hu Ming, after the second master has finished singing this play..."
Zhang Rishan sat next to Hu Ming and asked in a deep voice.
"It's time to go. This is a powerful medicine with extremely serious side effects."
Hu Ming lowered his head and looked at Zhang Yueshan's wrist. The silver ring was worn on his wrist.
There's nothing to hide.
"Yes...but the second master should be able to leave with satisfaction this time."
Zhang Yueshan closed his eyes and sighed softly.
"According to his last words, I will take his body back to Changsha for burial, and then..."
"After that, you won't appear easily in Sijiu City again, right?"
"For you, there should be nothing left to commemorate in the Nine Sects except the Second Master."
Zhang Yueshan smiled bitterly, Hu Ming's meaning had been made clear to him.
"Won't you come to Sijiu City again?"
Yin Nanfeng was stunned and looked at Hu Ming with an unclear expression.
"Most likely, I have something to do. After all, Sijiu City is not a place to stay for a long time. Moreover, my parents are abroad. As for the assets and power, I have always left them to Hu Bayi and the others. Come on.
It won’t matter whether you come to Sijiu City or not!”
Hu Ming didn't understand what this girl meant, but he still admitted it.
"Really, I know..."
Nan Feng nodded, his mind running around, his bright eyes darting around, not knowing what he was planning on.
Next to him, Xie Yuchen had already burst into tears silently.
Er Erhong is his teacher. In terms of relationship, he is three points closer than his adoptive father Ji Lian Lian.
Hu Ming patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.
In fact, he felt that compared to Er Yuehong's three sons, compared to him.
Xie Yuchencai is more like Er Erhong's child, after all, he is the one who has been with Er Erhong for the longest time.
Since I--Follow Your Majesty--
Conquering the east and fighting in the west--
What is supposed to come will eventually come, and the time for February Rainbow has finally arrived.
With the last swan song, Er Yuehong fell to the ground with satisfaction.
Before leaving, I held a photo tightly in my arms.
"Second Master!!!"
At this time, there was a lot of crying in the opera house.
After that, there wasn't much to say.
According to Er Erhong's last words, Hu Ming drove to Changsha carrying the ice coffin containing Er Erhong's body.
"No, I said, you are the big boss of the Crescent Hotel, why do you have to follow me to Changsha?"
"You don't want to lose your family business? Don't your family members need to die in a hurry?"
Hu Ming looked puzzled at the co-pilot of the truck, where Yin Nanfeng was sitting in a smart black dress.
"Huh, Uncle Ming, please don't burn bridges. I got your driver's license through some connections."
"Otherwise, I wonder why you took the second master to Changsha? Even this truck was found for you!"
Yin Nanfeng tsked slightly and said dissatisfied.
"...Okay, thank you!"
Hu Ming's mouth twitched slightly.
He could tell that this girl was relying on him this time.
It was impossible to drive him away, not to mention that he was about to arrive in Changsha City, so it was unrealistic to drive him away.
"Anyway, since you have followed me here, after the burial, you can go back honestly."
"I still have things to do next. It's too dangerous to go to the ground, which is not suitable for a young lady like you."
"Also, don't refute, if I dare to take you to the ground, let alone your family, that old guy Zhang Yueshan will skin me alive!"
Yin Nanfeng wanted to say something more, but after Hu Ming said this, he still couldn't say it.