Zha Gong's evolutionary path

Yaoqi left Yancheng, and according to Lin Gongru's suggestion, he hired two carriages and headed north.

At first, the group of people were worried, fearing that the Lu government would report to the officials and send people to arrest them later; however, the journey was uneventful, with neither the government coming nor the arrest warrants posted in the streets and alleys, they were in Yancheng just like when they came As quietly as he left, there was no slightest disturbance when he left.

They tried to start performing arts along the road like before. To be cautious, they even concealed it for several months, not daring to play the banner of Yaoqi class.

However, the worries proved to be superfluous. Their script and An Hansheng's sword dance were as usual welcomed by the people in the places they passed by, and no one came forward to point out that they were the murderers who maimed the young master of the rich family in Yancheng—— ——Even the hooligans, local snakes, and venue fee collectors that we occasionally encountered in the past disappeared in the area where they set up the stage and performed as if they had made an appointment, and no one deliberately troubled them. No trouble at all.

Everything seems to have returned to the normal state, back to those ordinary days when Lin Gongru never appeared.

In the hard-won peace, everyone was silently thinking about the same thing when they didn't have to go on stage or run around for their livelihood. Lin Gongru, will he come back?

It's a pity that no one in Yaoqi's class, from old to young, from male to female, dared to talk to An Hansheng.

An Hansheng is still the same as before, gentle, easy-going, calm when talking to anyone, and never rushing when things happen.

In the business of Yao Qi's class, he always thinks one step ahead of anyone else, and arranges it properly; who should be sent to do what, who is suitable for what role in the new book, is still calm and thoughtful , well-deployed, never wrong.

After Lin Gongru left, he seemed to have changed a little, and it seemed that he hadn't changed at all. In the eyes of others, he was still the reliable leader who could support the sky and stand on the ground.

Only Shusheng who took care of him personally, the lingering worries in his heart lingered for a long time.

No one knows An Hansheng's temperament better than him. The more he appears to be calm and calm on the surface, the heavier the silt inside will be, and the depression hidden in his heart will be deeper.

He is used to suppressing himself, always showing the most gentle and peaceful side outside, and constantly compressing, depositing, and superimposing his true emotions inward. All the pain and sorrow are suppressed in the deepest layer by layer. To relieve venting.

Once it accumulates to a certain amount, the flood will be caught off guard and the dam will be swept away, and the disaster will only happen in an instant.

Just like An Hansheng never took the initiative to mention Lin Gongru.

But if someone in the class inadvertently made a slip of the tongue, and inadvertently mentioned this person in front of him, and the other person looked at him with a pale and terrified face, he did not hide or resent.

"Our fate with him only goes so far." He said gently, with a calm and calm expression, as if what the other party mentioned was just an ordinary person who met by chance. "He has rescued us several times. If there is an opportunity, it is best to repay us; if there is no such opportunity, we have to go to the next life."

Girl Qi bit Xiao Wu's ear and whispered: "Master Han is so calm that I'm scared, that Lin Gongru is clearly so close to him, how can he just let it go?"

Xiao Wu covered her mouth nervously: "Shh, keep your voice down, Master Han just turned around, let him hear, are you deliberately stabbing him in the heart!"

"I don't understand what you guys do. I just know that if one day you leave me without saying a word, I will catch you back even if I chase you to the ends of the earth!!"

"Good aunt, I don't want my own life, and I don't want to let you make a mistake. How can I leave you!"

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A group of people, playing and playing, singing opera and performing arts, when one place loses popularity, they will move to the next place. The days are like plain and boring white water, passing by calmly and vividly every day.

On the way, two more children whose parents died and lived on the street were taken in. Yaoqi's class became more childishly lively, and An Hansheng began to teach the two children sword dance hand in hand.

Until the beginning of autumn, they drifted to a city with the same layout as Yancheng, and the customs and customs were almost the same. They were also loved by the local people, and the income of Yaoqi's class became more and more stable.

The place where they performed their arts was also moved from the ruined temple or the deserted empty ground to the front of a small and popular inn, and a group of them also lived in the inn, attracting a lot of business for the innkeeper for free.

Not long after, An Hansheng suddenly decided that he wanted to take root in this city, build his own theater, and stop wandering around.

At that time, Shusheng was bringing him the medicinal soup that Qiuniang had made, when he heard An Hansheng flipping through the ledger on the table, and faintly said this idea, his hands shook, and he almost didn't spill the medicinal soup.

Being able to settle down is the dream of everyone in the Yaoqi class. Who is willing to make their home all over the world and have nowhere to rely on?

However, taking root means a larger expenditure, it means buying a house, and it means opening up the situation in the tangled local network, just like having to contact a rich family like Lu Mingyi back then.

"Master Han, our foundation is not stable now, so we decided to live here rashly, isn't it too impatient?"

An Hansheng's gaze still stayed on the ledger, "Girl Qi is not young, and in two months she will be in the year of Taoli. A girl from an ordinary family has already been betrothed by this time, and the children under her knees are in pairs. Even if she doesn't say anything, But in my heart, I really want to marry Xiao Wu as soon as possible."

He raised his head slowly, with a gentle smile on his lips, "I promised her when I was in Yancheng at the beginning, and when Yao Qi's life is better, I will make the decision for her, and this marriage has come to fruition. I checked Over the past two years, the income and expenditure of Yaoqi class, and the surplus are enough to support us to buy a smaller venue here and settle down."

An Hansheng has always been in charge of Yaoqi's class books, because the others are illiterate.

An Hansheng said that if there is a surplus this month, no one will question it; anyway, their Lord Han will never lie to them about anything.Therefore, when An Hansheng said this, although Shu Sheng was dubious, he was quickly convinced by the confidence he had built up over the years.

An Hansheng said again: "Song Er Zhu Er can also study homework for a period of time with peace of mind, without having to roll around in the dirt all day long. Learn to read Braille, know a few numbers, and I will be able to help you in the future. It is the same as that of Zuo Jin's family. Children play and get to know more children of the same age, which is also helpful for their growth."

Song'er and Zhu'er are the two boys they picked up on the road. One is about 5 years old and the other is 6 years old. They are still ignorant of learning.

Shu Sheng patted his thigh, and opened his mouth happily: "If this is the case, it will be great news. I will tell them about it at breakfast later!"

An Hansheng said: "I have already told Luomei to look around the house. You put down the medicine and go now."

Shu Sheng held the medicine, hesitantly.

An Hansheng smiled and stretched out his hand to take it, drank it in front of him, looked at him and smiled: "I'm not a child anymore, Shusheng, do you need to watch over me day and night to drink this medicine? Go ahead."

Shu Sheng stared at him and swallowed, and then he responded briskly, packed up the empty bowl, and pushed the door out in a good mood.

An Hansheng sat by the table, listening to Shusheng's footsteps going away, sat quietly for a while, raised his hand to caress his chest.

He leaned down slowly, knelt down in front of the filthy bucket in the inn room, opened his mouth, and vomited out the soup and medicine that he just drank down without leaving a single drop.

He vomited extremely slowly and in great pain, thin sweat appeared on his gentle and delicate face.The soup surged up the throat from the intestines and stomach, and then slowly spit out from the mouth, with the warmth of gastric juice, the whole process lasted for a stick of incense/kung fu, and the pitifully small amount of soup was spit out.

He hadn't eaten at all, and he vomited so much that his throat was burning, but he couldn't stop after vomiting the soup. The blood turned red, and the overwhelming desire to vomit finally subsided.

He took out a clean towel, wiped away the blood stains around his mouth little by little, and then slowly sat back on the chair beside him.With his head lowered, his gaze swept across his clear and handsome handwriting on the ledger.

It should not be a problem for him to take out all the silver he had saved over the past twenty years to support Yaoqi's class to buy a small house in this city.The money in other people's heads was distributed to them after buying real estate, so that they could save it for their own spending.

Another wave of boredom surged up in his chest, An Hansheng covered his lips with a handkerchief, and coughed violently like a dilapidated bellows.

He squeezed hard, not wanting his coughing to attract the attention of other members of Yaoqi's class, but the more he coughed, the more frightened he became. In the end, a snow-white towel was half stained by the coughed up blood. .

After the suffocating cough finally stopped, An Hansheng crumpled up the towel, opened his suitcase, and threw it in without paying much attention.There were seven or eight handkerchiefs lying here and there in the suitcase, and the dried blood stains on the handkerchiefs were shocking.

He closed the suitcase and said to himself that he couldn't delay any longer.

Shusheng conveyed An Hansheng's meaning, girl Qi covered her mouth, and jumped three feet high in front of the inn door, she was so happy that she didn't know what to do; Xiao Wu, who was pulling the curtain for the stage beside her, also stopped, Still pulling half of the fabric, he laughed silly.

Uncle Ranunculus, Xiao Qi and Qiu Niang were standing by the side, and they also heard about An Hansheng's proposal to settle Yao Qi's class in this city. They looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

"According to Master Han, ten days sooner or half a month later, I want to preside over the marriage between the two of you."

Shusheng looked at this, and then at that, he was touched by the eagerness of the young couple, and his heart was mixed with emotion, "He asked Luomei to go to see the house, and then choose a good day to move into a new house and marry you two. Double happiness. Our Yaoqi class has not had such a good thing happen for a long time, and it can also bring joy to Master Han's illness."

Girl Qi was still jumping, she jumped to Xiao Wu's side, and she hugged his neck without hesitation under the watchful eyes of everyone, and shouted happily: "Yes, yes, when Lord Han is happy, the disease of physical weakness will soon disappear." It will be fine; then we will find him a caring girl who will take care of him! Tell him to forget about that heartless Lin—"

Xiao Wu pinched her, and the unrestrained girl suddenly swallowed back the second half of her sentence.

After swallowing it back, he was unwilling to reconcile, and muttered: "What are you doing, Master Han is not here! Why can't you mention it! He was ungrateful and ungrateful, so he left as soon as he said it! It doesn't matter if he has saved us a few times, he is not a dare to do it! Don’t dare to be a heartless person, hum.”

Shusheng sighed, "Let's take one step at a time, we can't guess what Master Han is thinking." He looked around, and said in a surprised voice, "Where are those two little children?"

Qiuniang said: "When I went out, Song'er was practicing sword in the backyard, saying that he wanted to get familiar with the homework Master Han taught last night. That child is very serious. Zhu'er disappeared early in the morning, and I haven't seen it yet. .”

Shu Sheng frowned: "Maybe he sneaked off to play in some small street again? He didn't even eat breakfast, he's skinned. I'll go find him and come back."

Uncle Ranunculus said: "I'll go find him. You accompany Qi girl Xiaowu and the others, and discuss with Qiuniang what to prepare for the marriage. Maybe Xiaoqi will have to run errands to buy supplies. Zhu'er The little guy can't run very far, and I can always find it after wandering around for half an hour."

"Hey, then you hurry up and find him before the show begins."

"Do not worry."

Standing in front of a steaming noodle stall, the small figure was not as tall as the stall, blinking bright eyes at the steamed steamed buns.

He looked at it for a while, as if he had finally made up his mind, stood on tiptoe, handed over a few copper coins, happily put a meat bun in his arms, turned around and walked towards the alley beside him.

A raccoon cat with smooth fur and shining eyes squatted at the entrance of the alley, licking its paws leisurely.

The child walked into the alley, saw the cat, his eyes lit up, he squatted down, and handed the bun to the cat: "This is the meat bun I just bought this morning! Try it and see if it tastes good!! "

The cat lazily raised its eyes to look at him, then at the steaming food, and wagged its tail indifferently.

The child was a little disappointed, and said to the cat behind him, "Talk to it, let it taste."

"..."

"Ah, I forgot that you can't speak, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Then can you feed it?" The child seemed to like this smooth and tender animal very much. He squatted on the ground and blinked his big eyes, looking at the cat owner. .

A figure slowly knelt down, took the bun from his hand, and let the raccoon sniff it.The cat looked at him, lowered its head, and bit the bun skin a little bit reservedly, with an elegant posture like a queen.

Seeing that the cat was willing to eat the food he bought, the child was overjoyed for a moment, and talked endlessly: "Really, it's too pitiful for you to wander like this. Let me tell you, our leader is very kind. If you go back with me, he will be kind enough to take you in, he picked me and Song'er from the street! Don't be afraid!!"

"..."

"Besides, the last time I went back to buy porridge on the street, I was followed by some bad guys. If you and Mimi hadn't appeared and chased the bad guys away, I might have been caught by them and become a little villain somewhere! You If you don’t want me to tell the class leader! Then I can talk to Uncle Ranunculus and Shusheng, okay?”

The man was still silent, just shook his head slightly.

The child was very frustrated, and muttered: "Then why are you following us all the way..."

"Zhu'er!—Zhu'er—"

The voice of Uncle Ranunculus shouting gradually approached from the other side of the street.

The child said happily, "Uncle Ranunculus has come to look for me."

He saw that the raccoon cat really liked it, and his heart was itching to get the cat back, but he was too embarrassed to ask the cat's owner--this mute can't speak, it's very pitiful, if there is no more cat, I don't know what it's like to be lonely.The best way is to bring back both people and cats!

He turned around and yelled, "Uncle Ranunculus! I'm here!—"

The figure squatting in front of him didn't notice that he suddenly called out to someone, breaking the rule that the two of them set up not to let the third party know.At that moment, he sighed softly, stretched out his hand to pick up the raccoon cat with half of the steamed stuffed bun in its mouth, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Uncle Yun, who had just rushed to the entrance of the alley, only saw an afterimage passing by, and rubbed his eyes in surprise, wondering if he had misread it?

How familiar is the person who passed by just now?

it looks like...

"It can't be Lin Gongru's." After hesitating for a long time, he took the little baby's hand, and the little baby looked in the direction where the man was leaving unwillingly, "I must have missed my sight. "

he muttered to himself.

"Anyway, it's impossible for Lin Gongru to have white hair."