In 2002, Dongfanghong central square, mei'an City, Guangdong Province.
At this time, it is November, and the northern land has already entered the rhythm of cold and freezing, but mei'an city is still hot, and most pedestrians on the street even look like short clothes and shorts.
Especially at noon, the sun shines high, making people dry and hot.
At this time, a yellow pickup truck stopped at the entrance of the square.
As the window rolled down, Kang Ziqing poked his head out of the cockpit and shouted to the guard in the square:
"Hey, tie tie (Shifu), filmmaker! Open the door... "
"What are you doing?" The guard who was listening to the electric box looked lazy and didn't move the barricade at the gate of the square.
"Cut, I'll hold your lung! Old eight... "Kang Ziqing drank to a young man in a straddle vest on the co pilot," hurry, move the roadblock! I've been here eight hundred times. This turtle son is determined not to live with us! "
Bang
The young man named Lao Ba jumped out of the car and pulled the barricade aside angrily. Kang Ziqing stepped on the accelerator and drove the car into the square.
"Baa, the square is full of people..." the guard angrily rushed to stop, but old eight had already thrown the barricade aside and ran away.
"Hum!" Kang Ziqing glanced proudly at the security guard, and then parked his car in the depths of the square next to a simple man-made studio.
"Lao Kang, why did you come?"
At this time, out of the studio came a staff member with few hairs on his head, who was the drama manager of the crew.
The director of the drama returned with a delicious roast goose in his hand. As soon as he saw Kang Ziqing's car, he hurried forward and told him, "don't delay your time. The actors and directors are coming soon. Hurry to put up the shelves and tracks, and the lights in the back!"
"Grass... What lights are installed in broad daylight?" Kang Ziqing grabbed his goose leg while he didn't pay attention to the drama, and then said with a smile, "OK, it's not a rookie. I'm sure I'll do this for you!"
With that, he took a bite on the goose's leg impolitely, and deliberately sprayed a few saliva
"You... Hum..." the drama director angrily scolded Xijiang and left angrily.
"Sir, sir..." suddenly, a teenage boy rushed out of there. The little boy held a pile of leaflets in his hand, handed one of them to Kang Ziqing, and said, "mei'an Opera Troupe is playing" eight happiness in Huatian "tonight. It's all famous actors. The price is not expensive. Let's have a look!"
"Go, go! I can't understand Cantonese. I still listen to the Opera! "
Kang Ziqing pushed away the little boy's leaflet. Unexpectedly, the little boy smelled the smell of roast goose legs and looked straight.
"Huh?" Kang Ziqing wanted to be angry, but when he saw the little boy dressed shabby and pitiful, he was moved with compassion. Immediately tore a large piece of goose from the goose leg and handed it to the little boy.
"Oh... Thank you... Thank you, uncle!" The little boy was so happy that he quickly bent down and bowed to Kang Ziqing.
"Ha ha..." Kang Ziqing smiled foolishly on his face, but his heart was hurt by something because of the thought of his son, and his foolishness also solidified.
The little boy took the goose and found that there was a lot of oil on the roast goose, so he took out a leaflet and wrapped half of the goose so that he wouldn't eat a hand of oil.
"Hey, I love cleanliness..." Kang Ziqing asked, "come on, give me one!"
"Good!" The little boy couldn't wait. He smiled and handed Kang Ziqing a leaflet.
Kang Ziqing did the same, wrapped the goose legs like a little boy, and then chewed the meat.
The little boy was amused by Kang Ziqing's appearance. After pausing for a few seconds, he wanted to turn around and leave, but he was stopped by Kang Ziqing again.
"Hey, kid!" Kang Ziqing joked, "it's good to wrap goose legs. Then give me more!"
With that, he reached out and copied nearly half of the little boy's leaflets.
His meaning is obvious. In fact, he wants to help the little boy reduce his burden and let him finish his work early.
"This can't, this can't..." who knows, the little boy panicked. "Our boss will see it. If he sees it, my salary will be ruined!
"Besides, although we distribute leaflets, we also have to pay attention to integrity, don't we? Here... "The little boy took back the leaflet in Kang Ziqing's hand and took out only one," I can only give you another one at most! "
With that, the little boy handed the leaflet to Kang Ziqing and showed off the goose leg in his hand. Then he turned away happily
Looking at the little boy's back away, Kangzi's heart seemed to be sprinkled with a bottle of Schisandra, and he thought of his wife and children far away in his hometown
However, the wife has become an ex-wife, and the son will never recognize him again
"Lao Kang, what do you think?"
Suddenly, a neutral voice sounded from Kang Ziqing's back, startling him. Kang Ziqing quickly turned around. When he saw a man wearing a straight shirt, trousers and shiny shoes, he breathed heavily and said, "it's director Li. I scared you to death! If I'm frightened by you, I'll have an industrial injury! "“ Hehe... "It was Li Fanfan, the director of the crew. Lee is very funny, make complaints about it. "Old Kang, you can really touch porcelain!" Don't forget, you haven't paid off the money you owe me! "“ Well... "In a word, Kang Ziqing suddenly lost his temper. In the past, I did borrow money from Li Feifan because I lost money playing cards“ Look at your advice, with only that little money, do you think I will really ask you for debt? Ha ha...... "after Li Feifan laughed, he suddenly saw the leaflet in Kang Ziqing's hand, immediately copied it into his hand, looked at it and said," Cantonese Opera "eight Xi in the flower field"? Mei'an troupe... It's said that it's very famous... "I don't know..." Kang Ziqing's mind is not here. He still eats goose legs and doesn't speak. Who knows, when Li Feifan's eyes noticed the actress on the leaflet, they looked at it with great interest, and his eyes still exuded an elusive light. As the light spread, an indescribable smile appeared on Li Feifan's face... "Guide Li, do you understand Cantonese?" Kang Ziqing finally noticed Li Feifan's abnormality and asked, "do you really want to listen to Cantonese opera?"“ Ha ha... "Li Feifan smiled mysteriously and said with a good feeling," just because I can't understand, I can hear the charm! You don't understand, ha ha...... "while talking, Li Fanfan folded the leaflet carefully and neatly and put it into his shirt pocket“ Well... "Kang Ziqing didn't expect that a big director would be interested in such a list. He just wanted to say something. As a result, at this time, there was a bang in the distance, and a scaffold was suddenly blown down by the wind“ I rely on... "Seeing this, Kang Ziqing quickly threw the unfinished goose leg into the car, and then quickly ran to the scaffold... Late that night, Kang Ziqing finally finished his day's work and returned to the car. Half of the goose legs had become cold, but Kang Ziqing, who had eaten dinner, picked up the goose legs and chewed them clean. After eating, he wanted to throw away the greasy flyer. However, when he thinks of the little boy who abides by integrity before, he also folds the list, puts it in his bag and treasures it... This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation