Republic of China small businessman

Xie Jing hooked a stool with her foot, sat opposite Master Cheng, and tapped the Eight Immortals table with her hand: "Since the master wants to be dissatisfied with the price, let's talk more."

"What are you talking about?"

"Li Yuan."

Leader Cheng sneered and didn't answer.

Xie Jing said: "I heard from him that he said something wrong and was punished again. If the injury is too serious, he may not be able to sing the dan role."

Banzhu Cheng raised his hand, snorted and said, "Yes, there was something wrong before, and I planned to let him continue to perform the monkey show."

Xie Jing shook her head: "He is too old to act."

"If you can't act, then it's not your turn to talk about it. You have to ask the bamboo whip in my hand first. Although my troupe is small, there are a few children who are quite good. They don't know how to do this naturally. Do you do somersaults when it pops out of your stomach?" Mr. Cheng smacked his lips, "I'm not trained, I get beaten every day, and when I get enough beatings, I will learn how to act."

This is a good point, but if it goes on like this, let alone how good the show is, the person must be useless.

There are also children in the troupe who can't bear the hardships and "escape". Some walk out alive, and some die here, which is not new.

Mr. Cheng ran the troupe single-handedly, and he has been talking about it for more than 20 years. The people in his place escaped the least, not because he didn't want to leave, but because he couldn't.

Leader Cheng looked at Xie Jing, and suddenly grinned with yellow teeth, and clicked his tongue: "I'm really curious, what kind of ecstasy soup did Xiao Lizi pour for you, and you are willing to spend so much money to redeem him?" He moved closer He said in a low voice, "I guess he must have said that he was beaten by that old man, then did he tell you that he was going to offer the 'returning yuan soup' at the beginning?"

"Return Yuan Soup?"

Leader Cheng patted himself three inches below the navel carelessly, straightened his waist forward, "It's something that men have, peeing in the morning."

Xie Jing frowned.

"He went to offer the soup, but he didn't expect the old man to drink it with his own mouth. He was frightened for a while and quit." Leader Cheng snorted disdainfully, and the two old walnuts in his hand rolled back and forth and made a noise, " If he quits, who will stand up? Since he followed into the room, he must think clearly about what he will suffer."

"The wounds on his body—"

"It was done that day, and it was also done in the past. The old man had a lot of silver needles, and the whip had barbs. The place was so ugly that he was beaten to death. Only the sticks on his back were beaten by me. , this boy opens his mouth to talk nonsense whenever he is in pain, and he even said that he is my son, asking me to pay the old man with the money I earned from the theater troupe, and he doesn’t care how much he is? He wants to be my son, bah!” He said for a while , and said a few words to Xie Jing with a cold snort: "Don't think that Xiao Lizi is easy to bully, he also beats others in the troupe, when he bullies others, it is no less than when he is bullied, as long as he is like you I’m telling you so much, I advise you not to believe too much, except for being beaten, it’s all fake.”

Xie Jing said: "It's better to be a dog of peace than to be a chaotic person. Now that the world is in chaos, everyone's life is difficult."

Banzhu Cheng was very angry, and satirized him: "You have a kind heart."

Xie Jing said: "It's not that I'm kind, it's that I owe him."

"He's just a poor boy, how many copper coins can he hide on his body, what do you owe him? What can you owe him?"

"I owe him three coppers."

Leader Cheng laughed angrily: "Three copper coins can make you do this? Xiao Xie, are you trying to make me happy? This is simply absurd!"

Xie Jing shook her head: "It's different, it's life-saving money."

No matter what, those three copper coins fulfilled a knot in his previous life. The sesame biscuits that cost three copper coins that day will never be bought again in this life.

Banzhu Cheng didn't know what he thought of, and his face suddenly became ugly: "I'm not wrong about you, you value love and righteousness, Xiao Xie." This sentence was almost gritted out.

Xie Jing sat there and tapped on the Eight Immortals table with her finger, affirming: "The main thing in the class is not money."

Leader Cheng gathered the walnuts in his hands, glanced at the two big men behind Xie Jing who spontaneously stood on the left and right, and looked up at him again: "Xiao Xie's words are meaningless, I am a singer for a living, don't need money, what do I want? Even if I want to vent my anger, it’s not a meal, you’re right.”

Xie Jing's eyebrows moved slightly.

The last sentence is the lightest, but also the heaviest.

Li Yuan has been on the run for half a year, needless to say what it is like to be caught back now, two days have passed, it is a blessing that he is whole.

Xie Jing was not worried at all, and his expression was still calm: "Boss Cheng doesn't want money, but he always wants to make a way to let me understand what you want. I have learned a lot about business from my father recently. Looking at you, it's not the right way."

Leader Cheng sneered: "So what?"

"No, it has to be changed."

The Eastern Suburb Troupe was smashed.

No one went out to report to the officials, because no one dared to step out of this theater building.

The old stage was lifted up with blankets and boards, and the old furniture on the stage was smashed to pieces. Mr. Cheng was tied to the pillars, with a veil stuffed in his mouth and whined, and he didn't know it was because of the rag in his mouth. Zi Xun was still tied too hard somewhere, and he yelled for a long time, two lines of tears flowed out, and his eyes were wide open, full of anger.

The theatrical troupe is full of half-grown children, who have been frightened by Mr. Cheng's bamboo whip to grow up on weekdays. They have long since lost their blood, only fear.

Leader Cheng was tied up, so they huddled together in a semi-dark corner where the younger ones wanted to cry, but the older ones quickly covered their mouths, for fear that their crying would hurt them.

Now that these people have smashed the troupe, who knows if this fist the size of a sandbag will fall on him?

They were starved and beaten, and had become extremely timid.

There was an errand runner who followed Mr. Cheng, standing in the courtyard of the troupe that was smashed. The water tank with lotus goldfish next to him was shot and a big hole was broken. At the moment, it is half collapsed and half broken. Water gurgles out.

When the errand runner was carried over, his legs were shaking like chaff, and his pants were wet. As soon as the big man who carried him let go, his legs softened immediately and he knelt down, "Grandpa, please forgive me, please forgive me, I am the one he hired!" Come on, I don't know anything about the theater troupe!"

Xie Jing put away the gun, called an apprentice from the theater troupe over, and asked him if he had nothing to do with him, so he let him go.

The theater troupe was almost smashed, Xie Jing stood up and walked in front of Mr. Cheng, did not take out what was in his mouth, did not untie him, looked at him and said, "Master Cheng, I don't want to make trouble like this, I just polite first and then soldiers, I asked politely, If you don't sell it, then I can only reason with you again."

Boss Cheng has been in this area for many years, and he has seen many hooligans, but he has never met such a boss, and he has never suffered such a shame. Come on, sobbing and shouting.

Xie Jing said: "I hit you because you also hit Li Yuan. If you hide him and don't tell me, then I will only look for you."

Leader Cheng glared at him.

Xie Jing narrowed his eyes, took a silver dollar and pressed it slowly along the ball of cloth Mr. Cheng gagged his mouth. Mr. Cheng blushed, Xie Jing said: "If you hit him, I will hit you. fair."

"At this time tomorrow, I'm still here. I want to see someone."

"If you are gone, I can guarantee that you will never leave Qinghe County."

After leaving the theater troupe, Xie Jing left a guard and changed his clothes to follow quietly. He was familiar with Troupe Master Cheng's disposition, he was like an old fox, he held grudges but was timid.

He smashed the troupe just now, half of it was to lure him out of the hole.

According to Cheng's temperament, he is greedy and ruthless, he will not let people go, and he will not ask for less money. It is best to detain Li Yuan and ask Xie Jing for money again and again.Those who are ruthless are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying. No matter how ruthless Mr. Cheng is, he will spare his life.

If he was so frightened during the day, he was bound to run away at night. As long as he followed, he could find some clues.

This is also the fastest way to find Li Yuan.

At nightfall, the theater troupe hurried out with a group of people, some tall and short, they went to the intersection and waited for a carriage, some sat in it, and others followed behind.

The night was dark, and they were wearing things like costumes and cloaks, so they couldn't see clearly. Yuan Yuan, the guard of Bai's family, saw them and followed them all the way to the bridge and stopped them.He got into the carriage and opened the curtain to see, but there was a group of half-grown children, two of whom had paper banners on their necks, shaking their bodies and saw him so frightened that they couldn't speak.

The guard glanced at it, pushed aside a few children and looked again, his face changed suddenly: "No, let him run away!" He picked up a child and asked Leader Cheng where he was going, but the other party just shook his head and asked a few more words, His tone became a little irritable, and even two or three children were scared and cried, but they couldn't ask any news.

On the other side, a "short man" wearing a black costume cloak walked to the dark place in the alley, and slowly, the cloak was lifted.If you listen carefully, you can still hear the slight "crack" of the bones popping open, and it soon turned into a hunchbacked adult figure.

Mr. Cheng has been able to lead the theater troupe for so many years, and he has some kung fu at hand. He doesn't know the so-called bone shrinking skills, but his bones are naturally soft. Except for a hunchback on his back, the rest of the bones can shrink He was about ten years old, and he was wearing a cloak and squatting quickly on his knees. From a distance, he looked like a child.

After he came out, he was very careful, changed his clothes after detouring several times, and went to a ruined temple in the forest in the eastern suburbs.

The ruined temple has other institutions. After entering, there are several wing rooms that look moss-covered on the outside, dilapidated and uninhabited for a long time, but the wooden beds, tables and chairs are covered with rag curtains inside, and a lot of food is piled up here.

Li Yuan was in one of the wing rooms.

He has been tied to the ruined temple for two days, and has been locked up here. He has been hungry for a few meals, but he still has a little strength. He whimpered when he saw someone passing by the window. His legs were so thin that he had no strength, but he still tried his best to call for help.

People from outside opened the door and came in, Li Yuan stared at him with wide eyes, his voice stopped abruptly in his throat.

Mr. Cheng was taught a lesson by Xie Jing during the day. The other party had a gun and someone. They were all Lianjiazi, but the three of them smashed them to pieces. A child is useless at all, and a mouse trembles like a cat when it sees it.

Leader Cheng came here this time to pack up the gold and silver and run away. He was greedy during the day and wanted to vent his anger first and then blackmail him for some money.

Li Yuan shrunk his body as much as possible to reduce the sense of presence, buried his head and said nothing, only his lowered eyes were different from the past, no longer timid, but dark.

Leader Cheng picked up a few valuable things and put them in his bag. He was injured today and was so angry that a pearl rolled to Li Yuan's feet. When he went to pick it up, he lifted his foot and kicked Li Yuan. Yuan kicked his feet and scolded: "You bastard! You didn't bring any good things to me, and you only brought disasters!"

Li Yuan turned sideways and groaned.

Mr. Cheng was particularly puzzled, and pulled his hair and hit him against the back wall twice. Li Yuan was light, and he was still thin after half a year of recuperation.

"Do you know who's here today?" Leader Cheng sneered, "That Xie Jing you were shouting about yesterday really hit the door."

Li Yuan suddenly raised his head to look at him, his eyes were moist, Mr. Cheng couldn't see him like this, he raised his hand and squeezed his chin and cursed: "My good troupe has been smashed, and the people have dispersed. In the end, there are only so many people left." Order your belongings, and send you to the old man's house first when you turn back, you are considered lucky, and they even paid [-] oceans to buy your rotten life."

The theatrical troupe couldn't hold on years ago, and it was completely down and out.

Leader Cheng beat and scolded those children, stipulating how many copper coins each person must earn, no matter stealing or other things, if you don't get the money back, you will get beaten.

Later, the troupe had a little way to survive.

The class leader picked out some children and sold them.

He has done all kinds of dirty work, even the secret door.

They don't even have a place to rest, they live like dogs.

Li Yuan was the dog that survived.

He lingered on, trying everything to keep himself alive, but he was in a daze, not knowing what "living" was.

Leader Cheng: "Do you know, I said you voluntarily went to the old man's house to offer 'Huanyuan Soup', what is his expression?"

Li Yuan let out a whimper, his eyes were red like a rabbit, and he was panting heavily.

Leader Cheng sneered: "Didn't you want to do anything just for a bite of leftovers? Why are you afraid now? I'm afraid that Xiao Xie will look down on you, huh? You deserve it too!" He raised his hand and wanted to slap Li Yuan twice, but his shoulders There was also the wound during the day, he grinned his teeth and stopped after pulling it.Although he didn't hit him, he stared at Li Yuan with sinister eyes, "Tell me, what if I told him that when Grandma Kou was ill, you took the two silver dollars he brought from the pawn shop?"

Li Yuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, he didn't!

He has done a lot of wrong things, he is not pure and kind, and he can only survive by relying on instinct, but even though he is wrong in every possible way, he has never thought of Xie Jing and Grandma Kou!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Leader Cheng: Young people don't talk about martial arts, they will smash it when they come up!

Xie Jing: Accepted.