Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Aunt Zhou, why are you buying fruit?"

Jingzhi looked at Aunt Zhou who was squatting on the roadside picking oranges, feeling a little confused.

After all, as soon as they arrived in the provincial capital, Aunt Zhou took her straight to the fruit stall before they even put down their luggage. She couldn't understand why.

"The stage isn't set up yet, so there's no point for us to be there. And the troupe owner said they're going to perform the Three Heroes vs. Lu Bu tonight."

"Ah?" Jingzhi was still confused.

"There's Guan Gong tonight." Aunt Zhou didn't even turn her head as she carefully picked out the good quality fruits.

Cat scratched his head: "Why did Guan Gong buy fruit?"

Aunt Zhou suddenly realized that this play had not been performed since Jingzhi joined the troupe. She turned around and explained:

"The person who plays Guan Gong must first offer sacrifices to Guan Erye in advance, buy some fruit for the offering, and also..."

"What else?"

Aunt Zhou looked around for a few times before leaning close to Jingzhi's ear and whispering:

"The boss said that some important people are coming tonight, so we need to buy some extra food as snacks for them."

The warm breath hit Jingzhi's earlobe. She felt a little uncomfortable and tilted her head again.

The next second, Aunt Zhou made a sound of "tsk tsk" and slapped her lightly on the face:

"What? Are your ears sensitive too?"

Jingzhi twisted her fingers, wanting to run but not daring to. Apart from her family and Afeng, no one had ever come so close to talk to her, but Aunt Zhou didn't mean it.

She was a little confused.

Aunt Zhou came over with a gossipy look on her face:

"Jingzhi, how old are you? Are you looking for a husband?"

Jingzhi was a little dazed. She counted on her fingers for a long time before she raised her head and said seriously:

"I'm twenty-eight years old."

"........."

Aunt Zhou looked at her for a long time, and suddenly pinched her face. It was so elastic and soft.

She rolled her eyes and gently patted Jingzhi's palm:

"Don't lie."

Jingzhi opened her eyes wide with innocence:

"I'm not lying. I'm twenty-eight."

Aunt Zhou looked at her delicate little face. Except for her hair, which looked like she was eighteen, everything else looked like she was eighteen.

She stopped dwelling on age and turned to the topic she was most curious about:

"There are so many handsome guys in the troupe, is there anyone you like? Erdi is 25 years old, what do you think of him?"

By the way, it's rare for someone of his age to be unmarried. At her age, she already has two children.

She warned hurriedly:

"Except for that fellow Ah Gui, don't be fooled by his good looks, he's that one, that one... ah, that's what Boss Liang said - all show and no substance!"

Jingzhi rolled his eyes:

"Tsk, I've already seen it, don't worry."

"As for the person I like...I used to have one, but not anymore."

He is only... twenty-five years old, and he is really a bad brother. He has a bad temper and likes to play tricks on people.

Seeing Jingzhi's depressed look, Aunt Zhou immediately booed.

As they were walking, Jingzhi suddenly thought of a question, so she turned around and asked Aunt Zhou:

"Auntie, why do you all call me... Boss Erdi Liang?"

Aunt Zhou glanced at her, somewhat puzzled:

"Didn't he tell you?"

"Tell me...what?"

"He also has shares in this troupe, so he was our boss, but not anymore."

Jingzhi suddenly realized that this was why he was so angry with Liang Zan and was teasing him.

Yes, anyone who suddenly becomes an employee from a boss would be angry.

……

The two chatted along the way, bought a few fruit plates, and then slowly walked towards the troupe.

Before entering, Jingzhi saw the three big words "Le Fengnian" from afar.

Is the stage ready?

When there are more people, things go faster.

As she slowly approached that location, she suddenly noticed someone standing at the door.

The man obviously noticed her and quickly went back into the house.

Uh...what is this naughty little brother Erdi doing?

She sighed and followed Aunt Zhou into the kitchen.

Just as she put the fruit down, the boss came in and asked her to identify her bed. She answered, walked to the door, quietly lifted the curtain and looked outside. She found that Erdi was not outside, so she followed the boss into the inner room.

……

"I don't want to sleep here."

She pursed her lips tightly, looked at the familiar red word "Di" and the screen beside her, and rejected the arrangement of the class owner without hesitation.

Without waiting for the class leader to speak, she quickly picked up the wooden sign with the word "Jing" written on it on the headboard of the bed next to Erdi.

Then he looked around, and quickly walked to a place farthest from Erdi where there was no sign, and hung his wooden sign there.

Seeing this, the boss was about to speak, but suddenly stopped. He secretly shook his head at the person behind the curtain of the dressing room next door.

Then he clapped his hands gently, and finally spread them out helplessly, indicating that he was powerless.

However, all this was seen by Jingzhi who was standing far away.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

Jingzhi approached the owner with a suspicious look on his face and kept looking behind the door curtain.

Seeing this, the troupe owner hurried forward, grabbed her sleeve, and led her to the front of the auditorium, explaining non-stop:

"No, it's okay. There were mosquitoes there just now, and I was swatting them! I'll ask your aunt to get some mugwort to smoke them later."

Jingzhi broke free from his hand, put her hands on her hips, half-closed her round eyes, and looked at the old man in front of her with suspicion.

Her eyes were so sharp that they seemed to penetrate the other's soul, and he couldn't help but feel a chill rising up his spine.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the class owner quickly laughed it off and tried to change the subject.

He gritted his teeth and pointed to the empty side stage on the left side of the auditorium, which was more than a meter above the ground, and said casually:

"Jingzhi, an important person is coming tonight. Please move a table and chairs there. Oh, and I need your help with something tonight."

Jingzhi frowned when he heard this and asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

The class owner coughed lightly, then replied seriously:

"Today is the first day of our troupe's opening performance, and there will definitely be a lot of people coming to support us.

In order to prevent other guests from colliding with this distinguished guest, and since you know you have good kung fu skills, so..."

Jingzhi couldn't help but tsk when she heard this. She raised her eyebrows and said:

"So, you want me to be his maid and security guard... Ugh, bodyguard?"

After hearing what Jingzhi said, the class owner smiled awkwardly, then touched his beard on his chin and nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, I'll give you an extra penny this month."

"……make a deal!"

"Then you go ahead and do your work. I'll go settle the bill first."

Seeing Jingzhi happily moving the stool, the class owner wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked quickly towards the dressing room.

Erdi was indeed sitting there.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally walked up to him and said sadly:

"Don't ask me to do this kind of thing in the future. I was so scared that I was sweating all over my back. You don't accept her, so what's the point of doing this?"

Erdi pursed her lips, picked up the two broken hairpins on the table and loosely closed them.

The class owner looked down and sighed again:

"I say... do you like me or not?"

Erdi blinked, a hint of confusion in her eyes:

"What does it feel like to like...?"

The class owner was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He stared blankly at the confused Erdi in front of him, and after a long while he finally complained:

"I say... you've acted out so many joys and sorrows in your play, haven't you absorbed any of them at all?"

Erdi was so embarrassed that she raised her eyelids and glared at him.

The owner then chuckled, pulled a chair over, and started talking again:

"Well, you haven't mentioned marriage yet, so of course I don't know, hehe."

He looked at Erdi's face and saw that he didn't react, so he carefully explained to him:

"In my life, I've only dated your Aunt Zhou.

Yes, I like her. Maybe when I can't see her, I will miss her and want to know if she is safe or what she is doing.

When I saw her, my heart started pounding again. I couldn't help but want to get closer to her, want to..."

He glanced at Erdi who was deep in thought, and then said slowly:

"When she laughs, you can't help but laugh along; when she cries, your heart aches."

Erdi suddenly spoke up:

“…Okay, stop talking.”

"Then, then what do you think of Jingzhi——"

Erdi suddenly stood up and turned her back:

"With this body of mine, even if I like it... what can I do?"

After saying that, he slowly walked into the inner room. He turned his head and saw that the bed near the door was hers.

Erdi looked at the word "Jing" on the headboard for a long time before she curled the corners of her mouth.

That's fine...

What's the point of forcing it?

……