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Chapter forty-ninth

At the entrance of the small courtyard, a boy was sitting on the threshold crying. He was the child next door and was studying drama.

Although the hatred between the country and the family is obvious these days, the most popular place in the business world is the entertainment venue. The theaters, casinos, and entertainment venues are all overcrowded, as if there are no Japanese occupying the Northeast.

It seems that people should live as they should, and what matters is a heartless person.

Next door to the small courtyard that Xu Ruifeng bought was an opera troupe called Fulitang, which sang the Northeastern Duo Erren and also had the famous actress Xiao Chunhua. She was driven to the theater by a rickshaw, and every step of the way was smooth.

The master who will not take him away.

The little boy crying at the door is a new batch of children bought by the troupe.

In these days, opera troupes train apprentices with money. After all, the opera singers are low-level and look down upon. Although they make a lot of money every day, they really have no status at all. Unless you can become a Peking Opera master like Mr. Mei or Boss Ma.

There are famous actors, but there are thousands of actors across the country. How many Mr. Mei and how many Boss Ma are there? The key is that in this era, there are no famous actors who can reach the top in singing duo.

A theater troupe usually buys children to learn opera according to the ratio of men to women, so that they can be matched into a set. When one of these children sings and becomes a character, the theater owner should buy a batch.

These people who run the troupe are all fine people. The pretty girl has become famous. Does the next step have to attract the attention of powerful people in the city?

What to do then?

Are you trying to stand up to others and protect the famous actor life and death?

Isn't this nonsense? You can't continue to do business even if you say a word.

So, these troupe bosses have studied it thoroughly, so they might as well think it over. Aren’t you rich people rare for famous actors? Okay, I have a bond of sale in my hand. Anyone who wants to take someone away, just take the money!

Doesn’t this mean that no one can be offended?

No matter how awesome you are, you can't steal them openly, right? People who have been cultivated by other troupes with great difficulty can be taken away just as you say?

Ever since I started the Madam's business, not to mention, Fuli Tang's business has been booming. Famous actors have appeared one after another. First, Xiao Meihua, Xiao Orchid, Xiao Ju, Xiao Zhu, and now Xiaochun has appeared.

As for flowers, the four previous ones had already been taken over by wealthy people. The troupe owner figured that Xiao Chunhua would be quick too, so he simply bought a batch of more children.

Among them, there was this guy sitting at the door crying.

Xu Ruifeng had heard this boy sing a duet. To be honest, he was stupid. He couldn't figure out where to change the tune and where to turn the tune. He was taught sentence by sentence, but he was stunned to be able to do it.

If you learn word by word, you will have to make mistakes where you shouldn't make mistakes.

The owner of the theater troupe always beat him. The day after Lao Xu moved here, he broke his voice while being beaten. Now he doesn't even have the right taste for opera.

Hearing this brat crying at the door, Lao Xu came out and sat on the steps at the door. He put his hand on the brat's shoulder and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The child didn't care who was talking to him, and poured out all the grievances in his heart: "When I was changing the handkerchief, I turned the handkerchief into the master's tea bowl. The master made it."

When the child raised his hand, his little hand was swollen, like a small meat bun.

Xu Ruifeng looked at the red and swollen little hand and shook his head, then helped him blow on it: "Does it hurt?"

"Why doesn't it hurt?"

This kid was really careless and said directly: "He didn't want to teach me my skills at all, otherwise he wouldn't have found a reason to hit me."

"I have thought about it. I don't plan to practice anymore. I will run away in the middle of the night. I will let this damn old man never find me for the rest of my life!"

Xu Ruifeng let go of his red and swollen hands like steamed buns and listened quietly.

"Then I will be free. From tomorrow onwards, no one in the world can control me anymore. I can do whatever I want, fish in the river if I want, catch grasshoppers if I want..."

Xu Ruifeng asked: "What else do you want to do?"

"I still want to fly a kite... and I also want to... eat candied haws."

Xu Ruifeng said in a calm tone: "When the time comes, I'm afraid you will struggle to eat and even return the candied haws."

The child stood up and said next to Xu Ruifeng: "That's impossible!"

Lao Xu laid out the facts and asked rationally: "With your small body, can you do the job of carrying big bags at the train station?"

The child shook his head.

"What about the rickshaws pulled by the dealers on the street?"

He still shook his head.

"When you work as a waiter in a restaurant, you are not as tall as a table, what else can you do? If you don't know how to do anything, who will feed you?"

Xu Ruifeng persuaded me kindly: "You, like me when I was a child, feel that you can do anything."

"But when you really see how big the sky is, all you have left is your stubbornness. All you can do is keep your head down and move forward."

"Don't you just want no one to care about you or hit you in the future?"

The little boy instantly raised his head, tilted his neck and said, "Yes."

"Then you have to practice your skills to the best. You can practice high-pitched singing that no one can match, and you can sing the nine tunes and eighteen turns of the two-person tune into people's hearts."

"In this world, if your ability is only a little bit better than others, then the people around you will want to use all kinds of conspiracies and tricks to drag you down. They will compare you with this one and that one all day long to prove that you are not good. But they never

Compare yourself with yourself because he is not as good as you, and just want to compare you with others to prove that you are not the strongest."

"If you are infinitely better than them, then they will only respect you and be afraid of you. Because these people have to rely on you to make a living, and the theater has to be full by posting your name!"

"At that time, let alone flying kites and eating candied haws, even if you eat big elbows every day, someone will prepare it for you."

The child seemed to understand and listened, but as soon as the words "big elbow" entered his ears, his eyes immediately lit up: "Really?"

"Isn't it true? Your little Chunhua wants to eat elbow, so your master shouldn't immediately buy it back and stew it?"

The child looked back at the courtyard separated by only one wall, then at Xu Ruifeng sitting on the steps at the door, bowed deeply to him, turned around and walked back.

At that moment, Lao Xu smiled.

He didn't know what was going on with him, but he always wanted to give this lonely soul some warmth. Perhaps, he also expected that the child in the rear would be taken care of by someone like himself.

Just when he was about to get up, the child ran back a few steps, and lay in Xu Ruifeng's ear and said: "Uncle, when your aunt goes out these days, there are always people following her, and she always follows her to the entrance of the alley.

I won’t follow him anymore, I’ve seen him several times.”

Xu Ruifeng was suddenly stunned. He would never have thought that he could obtain such important information through his unintentional act!

"Did you look carefully?"

"Look carefully, he's a man in his thirties, not the one who often comes to your house."

The person the kid mentioned who comes here must be No. 94. If it's not No. 94, who is following Bai Ling?

Among their group, only Bai Ling would go out to contact...

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