Fast Transmute: The Fickle Villain is Su and Pampered

Chapter 239 Female Traditional Chinese Medicine and Male Huadan (3)

On the way, Mrs. Wang couldn't help talking about her husband. When talking about that man, she could only sigh helplessly: "Aside from trying to cure him, what can I do? I fell in love with him before I got married." An upright gentleman never has any unreasonable thoughts about me. It seems to be a reliable point, so I was fascinated by him to death. Who knew that after I got married, I realized that the man's so-called upright gentleman is nothing more than himself. I can't get a divorce. I can confess myself."

Ling Lian was at a loss for words, and didn't know how to continue this topic.

At the end, Mrs. Wang smiled, and said again: "Thankfully, the nourishing formula of the master is effective. There was no reaction at all before, but now after taking the medicine, it somehow moves... Although the thing is still useless, it is better than any curative effect." None of them are strong. I only said to the outside world that my husband has a bad stomach, and he was prescribed stomach medicine. The head of the family must remember not to say anything, or my husband will be ridiculed by others."

"That's not true. Our doctors never disclose the condition of any patient."

"Well, that's good." Mrs. Wang nodded, "I still have two courses of the medicine given to me by the head of the family. Let's see how my husband's condition will be after these two courses of treatment. I will continue to come to you to grab medicine."

"Row."

In fact, Ling Lian wanted to ask at the time: So if you eat it, it will still be useless?
But she wanted to return to thinking, but in reality, she didn't really ask for it.

The carriage walked for a while, and finally stopped at the entrance of the theater.

When Ling Lian got out of the car and looked up, he saw the bustling crowd rushing from the gate of the theater to the theater, rubbing shoulders.There are men and women, old and young, all of them are red and looking forward to it.

From the expressions of those people, it is not difficult to see how popular the theater is.

Looking at the dense crowd, Ling Lian frowned slightly: "There are so many people, how do you squeeze in?"

"No need to squeeze." Mrs. Wang on the side smiled, "Someone is coming to meet us... You see, we are still talking, this is coming."

At this time, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy came out from nowhere, wearing black coarse linen clothes, with a short shaved head, and when he saw Ling Lian and Mrs. Wang, he hurriedly cupped his hands at the two of them and said, "Trouble me!" Auntie came here to show her face, please come with me, both of you!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked ahead to lead the way for the two of them.

The little boy led the two of them around the theater and came to the back door here.There are few people here, and most of them are insiders of the troupe. Walking all the way from here, you can go directly from behind the stage to the table closest to the stage.

After the boy led the two of them to the place, Mrs. Wang casually threw five copper coins over to him. The boy took the copper coins, bowed and thanked Mrs. Wang and Ling Lian, until Mrs. Wang waved her hand, and he just retreated.

The theater is divided into two places, one is near the stage, there are tables for two people and tables for four people, each table has a pot of tea and a dish of melon seeds and peanuts.Sitting here is spacious and the viewing effect is excellent.

In another place, there are long steps built with cement, and the other civilians are sitting on the steps and huddled together, black and dense, which makes people breathless.

Those who come first can sit at the front of the concrete steps, and the play will be clearer and enjoyable to watch.The later ones were completely squeezed at the back of the theater, far away from the stage, and whether they could be seen and heard clearly depended on luck.

These two places are separated by an iron fence, Ling Lian actively divides this place into a VIP area and an ordinary area, they are in the VIP area, and others are in the ordinary area...

Before the opera started, the noise of people here was so loud that Ling Lian had to raise his voice if he wanted to talk to Mrs. Wang, otherwise he couldn't hear what they were talking about.

The owner of the theater came to the vip area, poured tea for his guests table by table, bowed his knees to greet those people with smiles, and thanked them for coming to support him.

When they arrived at Ling Lian's table, the boss brought the tea bowl to Ling Lian himself and said, "Master Ling Da! Welcome! The finale of the opera troupe singing today is "You Long Xi Feng", the Hua Dan in it is you My favorite Chimei sings. I don't know if the head of Lingda is still giving Chimei tea as usual?"

Although I don't know what gift tea means, but the other party said that I often give gift tea to Huadan, so I should do as usual this time: "Send it."

The boss who bought the tea heard this, and hurriedly bowed and thanked him: "Thanks to the favor of Master Lingda! It is really the blessing of that red plum to be favored by you!"

After the boss left, Mrs. Wang on the side suddenly smiled and said to Ling Lian: "What kind of tea do you give that red plum? Does the person take the tea every time you give it? Still so persistent. Hua Dan admires it. There are so many people, and you are very noble, how many times have you put your hot face on other people's cold buttocks, if you like Chimei, I will ask my husband to introduce you to another one."

Ling Lian also smiled, and then shook her head lightly: "A hot face is considered a cold ass, as long as I stick it, that guy will be warmed up by me sooner or later."

Even though he said so, Ling Lian was not prepared to stalk her.

That person doesn't like her, so she just doesn't bother him in the future, but the boss was too enthusiastic just now, and she agreed without knowing the truth.

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she smiled helplessly: "You are always like this."

After the boss took care of the benefactors of the theater in the future, a loud cymbal sounded, and the originally noisy theater suddenly became miraculously quiet.

The sound of opera was babbling from the theater, some were humming along with the tune, and some were gently clapping their hands along with the tune.At the end of the song, the cheers rang out in unison.

Ling Lian hadn't heard much opera, so she couldn't understand what the people on the stage were singing, but just clapped along with the people in the audience in a daze.

Until today's grand finale, as soon as the prelude of "You Long Xi Feng" sounded, the scene suddenly burst into applause.

Soon, when Hua Dan, who was wearing heavy makeup and wearing a female costume, just came out, the scene was full of applause.

The Huadan named "Chimei" just stood up without even speaking, and the applause from the scene started again, and it didn't even stop at all.The enthusiastic response is enough to prove that the person has enough arrogant capital.

Although Ling Lian doesn't know how to listen to opera, she can still feel the other party's crisp and beautiful voice, which makes people feel inexplicably happy when listening to it.

(End of this chapter)