Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

In the evening, the play had already begun, but the news of the troupe's arrival had probably not yet spread, so there were still few people watching the show. The troupe owner looked outside and immediately called Jingzhi and Tongcai over, stuffing a handful of flyers into their hands:

"Hey, tonight is our first show in the provincial capital. You guys have to help me promote it. I'll ask my wife to make you something delicious when we get back!"

"No problem!" Jingzhi raised her hand and saluted, but saw that the class owner and Tongcai looked confused. She scratched her head, laughed, and ran out.

"Aren't you going yet?"

The boss patted Tongcai's shoulder, who looked troubled.

Tongcai is a little afraid of Jingzhi. When he thinks about working with her, his legs inexplicably go weak.

"If you don't go, I'll tell your young master."

"Go, go, I'll be there right away." Tongcai looked at the boss sadly, then walked slowly, clutching the flyer.

The class owner deliberately called out from behind:

"Azan, you're here!"

Tongcai ran very fast in an instant, as if a dog was chasing him.

……

Tongcai ran so fast that he caught up with Jingzhi in a moment. When he was a few steps away from her, he slammed on the brakes and followed her silently, looking at her hair covered with a headscarf from time to time.

It's strange. They didn't gather around her when she was in the troupe, but as soon as she came out, she must be up to something.

Tongcai looked at Jingzhi inconspicuously, but he didn't expect that Jingzhi had already noticed him sneaking around behind him.

She suddenly stopped. Tongcai was walking with his head down. Seeing that he was about to bump into her, he didn't dare to touch her, so he leaned back hard and sat down on the ground.

"Hahahaha, you're such a coward! Get to work! Why are you sneaking around like that? Stop standing behind me. How are you going to hand out flyers? Come to the side!"

Jingzhi turned sideways and raised her hand to make room for him.

Tongcai bent over pitifully, patted his butt, picked up the flyers scattered on the ground, and stood three steps away from her, beside her.

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you."

Having said this, she bared her sharp teeth at Tongcai again, which frightened Tongcai so much that he trembled and turned around to run away.

As soon as he turned around, he was grabbed by the back of his neck.

"Tsk... work!"

Tongcai looked at her with a face full of grievance, and for a moment he didn't know who was worse, her or that Erdi?

Jingzhi smiled at everyone she met, and was very sweet-mouthed, working hard to promote the play that would be performed tonight; Tongcai, however, had a bitter face, and his nose was red, as if he had been bullied. He had only distributed a few flyers and was often distracted.

"Hey! What are you thinking about?"

Tongcai lowered his head and answered subconsciously:

"The young master told me to attack him at any time. I was thinking of something that could hurt him without actually hurting him—"

Before he could finish his words, he covered his mouth with a look of horror.

Jingzhi tutted, rolled her eyes at him, and pretended to be indifferent and said:

"I won't hit him, but... I do know something that might suit your needs."

That kid Liang Zan has been sticking to that stinky little brother today, and she feels inexplicably unhappy about it.

Tongcai glanced at her suspiciously, but couldn't help but ask with a trembling mouth:

"Wha, what?"

Jingzhi crossed her arms, turned around and smirked secretly, then cleared her throat and turned back to say seriously:

"The white wax bamboo stick is strong and hurts when hit, but the wood is flexible and won't cause any internal injuries to your young master. You can try it."

Tongcai was almost fooled and looked at Jingzhi blankly:

"Really, really?"

Jingzhi suddenly stopped in his tracks, staring intently at the three people approaching. Then he stuffed the remaining flyers in his hand to them and ran away, saying as he ran:

"I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go back and help first!!"

Tongcai was frantically trying to cover the flying flyers. Before he could tidy them up, a burly man passed by and suddenly bumped into his shoulder, and the flyers in his hand immediately scattered to the ground.

"what are you doing?"

"Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

The young master in the middle of the three men suddenly squatted down, picked up a flyer and looked at it carefully:

"A Year of Joyful Harvest—Three Heroes vs. Lu Bu?"

Tongcai scratched his head and stammered out Jingzhi's "advertising slogan":

"Yes, the Three Heroes vs. Lu Bu, guaranteed to be a good show! It's only the price of a cup of milk tea, you won't get cheated or fooled!"

Although he didn't know what milk tea was, it sounded easy to pronounce, so he wrote it down.

An attendant quietly leaned close to the young master's ear and said:

"Master... do you want to go?"

The young master did not answer, but stared at the woman who was moving as fast as a rabbit not far away.

Not only was the voice familiar, but even her back looked so much like the one he was obsessed with.

He immediately waved his hand:

"Let's go, it's just a play, there's no harm in watching it."

……

Jingzhi ran all the way back to the troupe, quickly crossed the front desk, went straight to the dressing room at the back, and then held on to the table, panting.

Liang Zan came over:

"Why, are you being chased?"

Jingzhi glared at him:

"Can't I just exercise a little?"

Before she could catch her breath, she found that Agui, who had just finished dressing up as Guan Gong and was leaving the stage, and Erdi, who had already put on her makeup but was still wearing her middle garment and was about to go on stage, were both standing not far away and watching her.

Finished.

The whole room is full of people I don’t want to see.

I'm so annoying.

She turned around and tried to run, but the back of her neck was suddenly lifted up and she was pulled back two steps.

"What are you doing? You naughty little brother!" She kept clapping her hands behind her.

Erdi didn't know why, but when she saw her running away as soon as she saw him, she got extremely angry.

He let go, but said in a deep voice:

"Why are you running? There are guests outside."

Jingzhi curled his lips and muttered softly:

"I'm going to be a maid later."

"say what?"

"No, it's nothing."

Depend on!

Why does she feel guilty whenever he gets a dark face?

Being stared at by his deep eyes, Jingzhi inexplicably didn't dare to run away, but she didn't get close either. She simply found the farthest corner to sit down and watched them quietly.

Seeing the two of them acting strangely and the atmosphere was ambiguous, Liang Zan did not dare to step forward to ruin his "master's" good deeds. Instead, he stepped forward to look at Agui's attire and asked doubtfully:

"Brother Gui, you haven't spoken all night. Did you take mute medicine?"

Erdi hit him on the head with a fan:

"Don't talk to him, he can't make a sound yet."

"why?"

Erdi slowly followed Guige to the altar outside the house and explained:

"He has already dressed up as Guan Gong. After opening his face, he becomes a god, so he cannot speak, otherwise he will get into trouble."

Liang Zan was skeptical:

“There are so many rules in the troupe?”

Erdi laughed:

"Is that too much? In our troupe, before we dress up as Guan Gong, we have to bathe and change clothes first. After the performance, we have to use gold ingots to print our faces, burn them in a brazier, and then bow three times to bid Guan Gong go before we can wipe the seal off our faces."

Seeing that he was talking so clearly, Jingzhi couldn't help but come over, holding a pair of oranges that she had bought too much today, peeling them while watching.

Erdi saw her coming over from the corner of her eye, and the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, and she raised her chin to Agui:

"Now, he can talk."

Liang Zan looked at the smudged mask on Agui's face with curiosity:

"Hey, can you talk now?"

Agui hooked his finger at him, and Liang Zan couldn't help but put his ear closer out of curiosity.

I don’t know what Agui said, but Liang Zan’s expression suddenly became a little angry, but Agui laughed and turned to go to the locker room.

"What did he say?"

"what did he say?"

Jingzhi asked the question almost at the same time as Erdi. They looked at each other, then turned their faces away at the same time, their ears turning red again.

Liang Zan suddenly looked teasing.

Oh~~

Such tacit understanding.

It turns out that his "master" likes this kind of thing.

Does that mean that as long as he pleases her, Di Ge will be willing to accept him as her apprentice?

The more Liang Zan thought about it, the more he felt there was hope, and his eyes became brighter as he looked at Jingzhi.

Suddenly, he could no longer see.

What caught my eye was Brother Di’s big black face.

"Di, Di brother?"

"Ok?"

"Hehe, let me tell you."

Forget it. Such words were not suitable for the "future master's wife" to hear. He should just say them to the "master".

So he leaned close to Erdi's ear and whispered something.

Erdi's face suddenly changed. She glanced at Jingzhi, who was so curious that she forgot to eat the orange, and her ears turned even redder.

"Snapped!"

He slapped Liang Zan so hard that he did a backflip and fell to the ground.

"You're swearing, damn it!" Erdi cursed.

Jingzhi was so scared that she almost dropped the orange on the ground. All she could think about was the word "idiot" she called Liang Zan when she first met Erdi.

Look, it seems that he still showed mercy to her, didn't he?

She tremblingly handed over half an orange:

"Calm down, calm down? Next, it's your turn in the next scene."