Chapter 182 Opera Troupe
In front of Zhang Ming and the others, the costume slowly posed in some operatic postures. But Zhang Ming, Fatty, Yellow Hair, and Hu Fei were stunned.
Because in their eyes, it was not just a costume, but also a woman.
The woman was performing in the costume, and she was very beautiful. It was not an exaggeration to call her a fairy.
But only Zhang Ming and the other four men could see it, and Liu Yaner and Ye Ling in the back did not see it at all. It was not
until they felt that something was wrong with Zhang Ming and the other three that Liu Yaner stepped forward and said,
"Hey, what are you doing? What's so good about a piece of clothing? Hurry up and do it." After she finished speaking, Zhang Ming, the fat man, Hu Fei, and the yellow-haired man still did not react. Their eyes were just fixed on the costume that was constantly dancing and posing. At this moment, Liu Yaner immediately realized that something was wrong. So she quickly stepped forward, patted Zhang Ming's body, and patted Huang Mao and the others. "Hey, hey? What's wrong with you?" She was a little confused, because all of a sudden these people seemed to have lost their souls, and their eyes were dull. "Zhang Ming?" She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zhang Ming, but Zhang Ming did not respond. At this time, Zhang Ming's sight seemed to no longer be in this cemetery. In front of him, the woman in costume was standing on a stage, surrounded by five other actors, all performing operas. The babbling sounds and the unique accents in the operas were quite charming. Some of them wore ordinary costumes, some wore dragon robes, and some wore feathers on their heads, singing operas on the stage. Although Zhang Ming and his friends could not understand these operas, nor did they know what they were singing, there was an indescribable charm and some sadness in the accents. Gradually, some changes occurred around him, as if he was in a small theater. However, this place was very simple, a bit like the ancestral hall in the past, which was a place for ancestral tablets. There were many people watching the show in the audience. Judging from their clothes, it should be more than a hundred years ago. And their clothes were not very good, even a little shabby. Most of the people were wearing clothes with patches. But they seemed to be very excited, watching very attentively on the stage, and shouting and cheering could be heard from time to time. Among the audience below, there were a few people in the front. Some of them had chairs to sit on, and their status was obviously more noble than those standing in the back. These people were listening to the show here, just like modern people watching movies, very fascinated. And the actors on the stage were also very dedicated, acting very hard. When it was intense, the fighting was very intense, and when it was sad, it made people feel sad. I don’t know how long it lasted, and gradually, the show ended and the actors all left the stage. The audiences in the front stage gradually dispersed, except for the middle-aged man who was dressed like the landlord and was sitting in the front. He looked at the Huadan who left the stage last with shining eyes. The Huadan was the woman in the green Huadan costume that Zhang Ming and his friends had seen before. The woman was very beautiful, about 20 years old, full of youthful vitality. In the Huadan costume, she looked like a fairy. But the landlord's eyes showed a trace of greed. He said to a subordinate beside him, "That Huadan is not bad!" The servant next to him, who was in his thirties, smiled and said, "Then, sir, do you think I should go and tell her about it?" The landlord nodded, and the servant left with a smile. At this moment, the scene Zhang Ming and his friends were watching changed again. This was the backstage of a troupe, and the Qingyi Huadan was removing her makeup. The middle-aged man came over and said to the Qingyi Huadan: "My husband would like to have a drink with you, would you mind?" The Qingyi Huadan said, "Please tell your husband that I am very grateful for your kindness." The middle-aged man's face darkened slightly, and he said, "You, woman, don't be ungrateful. My husband is the biggest landlord in the surrounding villages. This time, he paid for your troupe to come. If you don't want to, he won't give you a penny, and he may even make things difficult for your troupe owner. Do you believe it?" The Qingyi Huadan was horrified when she heard this, but she also understood that if she really went, it would not be as simple as having a drink. In this chaotic era, what good could come of a little actress like her being invited by a landlord to drink? You can imagine what it would be like. So she shook her head again and said she would not go. This really pissed off the middle-aged man. He was the housekeeper of the old landlord. If he couldn't handle such a small matter, how would he explain to his master when he returned? So he waved his sleeves and went to find the owner of the troupe angrily. In that era, the troupe could only barely make a living. What's more, it was a small troupe like this? After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the owner was also very worried. It was not easy for them to perform. If they didn't get a penny in the end, who could they go to for justice? The middle-aged man also made it clear that if the Qingyi Huadan was unwilling, the landlord would still cause trouble for the troupe. The troupe owner was really scared, so he decided to go and persuade the Qingyi Huadan himself. After all the talk, the Qingyi Huadan was still unwilling. This annoyed the troupe owner, so he angrily said to the Qingyi Huadan: "If you don't want to, don't follow my troupe anymore, just fend for yourself." The Qingyi Huadan looked at the troupe owner and said sadly: "Owner, I have followed you in the troupe for so many years, without asking for any money, just making a living is enough. But why are you treating me like this now?" The troupe owner heard helplessly and said: "Why don't you understand, girl? You are favored by the landlord. If you don't do what he wants, he will not only mess with you, but also implicate our entire troupe." The Qingyi Huadan heard the words and said: "Then let's go, leave here overnight?" Hearing this, the troupe owner showed a hint of sneer, looked at the Qingyi Huadan and said:
"Leave? Why should I leave? I have performed here for two days, and you let me leave without taking a penny, just for you?"
He sneered again and said, "Also, let me tell you, the housekeeper just told me. If I convince you, he will double the money for this performance.
Why shouldn't I do such a good thing? So I tell you, you have to accompany the landlord even if you don't want to. You have no choice, this is your value and your destiny. Think about it yourself!"
After that, the troupe owner walked away. Only the Qingyi Huadan was left in the room, and she sat there crying for a while.
When the troupe owner came in again, she had already committed suicide with scissors!