hibiscus laugh

It was so painful, he couldn't even hug his Huaiqiu in the end, he missed him calling his senior brother in a childlike voice, and missed him kissing his cheek with his pink mouth, and he could never see him again Yes, let him forget, forget me, it's good for everyone.The third child thought so silently.

"Huaiqiu!" Qin Heting, who came from behind Huaiqiu, caught up. Huaiqiu ran and fell down. The dust raised by the car made the air full of dust. Huaiqiu lay on the ground crying, choked by the dust Coughing hard, Qin Heting hugged Huaiqiu up, Huaiqiu beat Qin Heting, and shouted: "Why do you want to leave, senior brother!!!"

Qin Heting just hugged Huaiqiu quietly and walked towards the gate of the house, Huaiqiu kept struggling as if trying to break free from Qin Heting's embrace, Qin Heting's face turned cold, Huaiqiu still didn't see it, and shouted: "Let me go! !Second Senior Brother, let me go!! I’m going to find Senior Brother!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!

"Shut up!! Your senior brother doesn't want you anymore! Don't go to him! He doesn't want us anymore!" Furious and helpless, Qin Heting cursed at Huaiqiu, who was slightly stunned, and then continued Weeping loudly again, Qin Heting frowned, held Huaiqiu in his arms, remained motionless, stood quietly for a while, seemed to be thinking about something, then continued walking back to the courtyard.

two months later.

The theater troupe is busy inside and outside, there is going to be a war in Beiping, and the important officials have also withdrawn, leaving only the common people in this huge Beiping, like a lonely and helpless lost deer, not knowing where to go .The theatrical troupe is about to leave Beiping and prepare to go to Hubei. Fu Yunqing seems to have aged a lot in the past two months. Huaiqiu is also very good now, practicing calligraphy and going to school on time every day. Like a cute doll, he no longer acts like a baby with anyone, he becomes independent and more sensible.

Fu Yunqing also smiled bitterly, not knowing whether it was good or not for Huaiqiu to become like this, the departure of the third child made everyone very heavy, just like the weather in Beiping, which is gray.

Ready the horse and set off.

In the past few years, wars have continued, and the people who suffer the most are the common people. They have no place to live and no food to eat. Several of her apprentices and relatives were going back to their hometown, and brought Huaiqiu to grow up peacefully, and started some small businesses. Fu Yunqing knew that this drama might not be able to continue.

Counting nine days in midwinter, a month's journey was spent walking in the snow. The horses were overwhelmed physically, and so were the people. Fu Yunqing fell ill on the way. The herbs have been exhausted long ago, where can we get the herbs in the snow in this winter.Huai Qiu has been sitting beside Fu Yunqing, holding his hand tightly. Fu Yunqing looked at Huai Qiu with a smile. hand, smiled, "It's okay, Dad is okay."

He said it was fine, the wind and cold for half a month hadn't recovered, and Fu Yunqing's high fever persisted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he obviously didn't have a good rest, Huaiqiu kept staring at Fu Yunqing, Zhou Dawu asked him to stare, don't let Fu Yunqing Asleep, they went to drive the horses, Qin Heting and Tao Zhuyuan looked back at Fu Yunqing and Huaiqiu from time to time, Huaiqiu looked up at the ****-like sky, forced back the tears in his eyes, and lowered his head again Looking at Fu Yunqing.

Two hours later.

"Huaiqiu! Huaiqiu!" Huaiqiu was awakened by something, and he looked up, and it was his father. At this moment, his father had no sick look at all, but looked at him energetically, as if, like a teacher When Brother was still there, Dad was so fierce and strict, and often punished them. At that time, Dad seemed to never fall down, but in this world, who would never fall down.Huaiqiu rubbed his eyes in a daze, looked at Fu Yunqing, Fu Yunqing stroked Huaiqiu's head, looked at Huaiqiu and smiled, "Huaiqiu, if you grow up in the future and your father is no longer by your side, what do you want? Study hard with Uncle Zhou Dawu, go to school hard, and practice calligraphy on time, okay?"

Huai Qiu nodded vigorously, "Father, are you cured?" "Hush!" Fu Yunqing covered Huai Qiu's mouth and shook her head. "It's a secret. Only the two of us know it. Can you agree to what Dad just said?"

"Okay! Daddy, can you buy me candied haws!"

"Okay, I can buy whatever we Huaiqiu want to eat, okay?"

"Okay! Daddy is the best!"

After speaking, Huaiqiu's head rested on Fu Yunqing's chest, Fu Yunqing also hugged his son tightly, and did not let Huaiqiu see him crying, he swallowed the hoarseness in his throat, restraining his emotions Ban said: "Huaiqiu, sleep in daddy's arms for a while, daddy knows you are tired, daddy is tired too."

Huaiqiu fell asleep in front of Fu Yunqing before he agreed, and Fu Yunqing seemed to let go of a major matter, and turned to look at Zhou Dawu who was driving, and shouted: "Dawu, come here."

"What's the matter, brother."

"From now on, the kid Huaiqiu will...cough coughcough...it's up to you to help him more. This kid is smart, but he doesn't study hard."

"Of course I will help him, but brother, what are you talking about..."

"Don't ask, I know my own body, Davout, please."

Zhou Dawu was silent, tears fell down in a flash, the handsome man of seven feet couldn't control his emotions, tears were like a broken dam, he held Fu Yunqing's hand tightly, and nodded vigorously.

In the winter of 1911, Fu Yunqing died on the way, and Huaiqiu fell seriously ill. Qin Heting and Tao Zhuyuan, who returned to their hometown, quit Liyuanxing and started a small business.Zhou Dawu accepted Huaiqiu and raised him. Fang Ru married into a large local family as a concubine.For a while, the troupe that could have had glory and splendor was destroyed like this.

Chapter 11

Ten years later.

The warlords fought in a melee, and it was the warlords who ruled most of China. The five-color flags of the Beiyang government fluttered in the chilling winter wind, like sharp knives.

Years of wars have caused the people to live in dire straits, and many displaced people are homeless. However, some places still sing and sing every night, such as the Bund in Shanghai, where the lights are feasting every day. Recently, the business of theaters has become more and more sluggish. The red rose and white peony of the lyrics were stolen, and until recently, a lotus came from nowhere and stole the limelight. After hearing the name, this lotus thought she was a lady with creamy skin and beauty like a fairy, but it was not. , he is a man, he puts on make-up, he makes people's eyes shine, that figure, that voice, that eyebrows, he is really handsome, let a few rich boys praise him day and night, never again I don't listen to evening primroses, I spend a lot of money, just to win the smile of that beauty. As the name suggests, Furong people have outstanding temperament and stunning talent.The hibiscus comes out of clear water, and it is natural to carve this poem to describe him. People who have never seen him want to see his face. Unfortunately, the business of this theater is too hot recently, but all the tickets with hibiscus are all in one stick Xiang's kung fu was sold out, and sometimes even Fu Rong dressed up in Tsing Yi won a lot of applause, and the role was just won.

How can ordinary people get this treasured money tree casually? The boss dispatches alone.

Today, Boss Lin also stood at the entrance of the theater with a smile on his face to greet him. Today's play is the famous Farewell My Concubine, which cannot be more famous. All three-year-old children know it. Just look at this fiery scene. No, it's Furong's play again.

Just as Boss Lin was in a daze, two men in suits came in. Judging by their temperament and appearance, they knew that they were not ordinary young masters.The first man who came forward was a man with three to seven points combed, a pair of small black round eyes, a flat-pressed white suit, and a pair of newly popular white leather shoes with border patterns. The fingertips of his left hand Twirling two theater tickets, he lowered his head slightly, exposing his right eye, raised his eyebrows, and said with a naughty smile, "Hey, Boss Lin, I'm wearing glasses today, so you don't recognize me? "

"How dare, how dare, I, Lin Shirong, don't recognize myself, but I have to recognize Jiang Luozhou, Young Master Jiang!" Lin Shirong was so frightened that he was sweating all over. The second generation ancestor usually came here a lot, and if he didn't take good care of him, the theater could be demolished. He was not happy playing there at night in Shanghai and directly brought people to ruin the scene. He is a real dude. He himself is the chief inspector of the police station in the French Concession.

"Then this is..." Lin Shirong looked at another man flatteringly. This man was half a head taller than Jiang Luozhou who was beside him. Lin Shirong had never seen him before, but his expression was very indifferent, but But there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He was wearing a black suit, with his hands in his pockets, and he was standing obliquely. At this time, he was also looking at Lin Shirong, and suddenly he took out a pack of cigarettes from his right hand pocket, took out one of the cigarettes, and held it with his right hand. Holding a cigarette, he put it to his mouth, and naturally moved his head closer to Jiang Luozhou. Jiang Luozhou seemed to understand immediately, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it, and took advantage of the situation to hold the lighter in his hand. She approached his cigarette and lit it for him.When the cigarette was lit, there were a few sparks in the newly lit cigarette. The man was smoking the cigarette lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly. Just standing there, he had an indescribable aura and charm. glanced at