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Chapter 198 My baby will whistle

"You kid, what are you talking about?" Chen's mother was really anxious this time. She stood up and wanted to pull her son back.

He Xiangdong quickly reached out and stopped Chen's mother and said, "Don't be anxious first. This is my apprentice. Can you stop talking first?"

Chen's mother smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to talk too much. She sat on a stool and looked at her son worriedly. Chen's father seemed a little worried. If he couldn't stay in Beijing to learn skills, he would have to go home to farm, or he would just follow the craftsmanship in the village to learn craftsmanship, but that was too hard and there was no future.

Seeing that Chen's mother had quieted down, He Xiangdong then looked at Chen Jun again and asked gently: "Tell me why you want to make so much money."

Perhaps seeing He Xiangdong's gentle gaze, Chen Jun was not as timid as before. After thinking for a while, he said, "I want to make more money for my parents. They have a hard time farming and have no money. People build a house and my father goes to do rough work for others. It is very tired. His back hurts every night when he comes back. I want to make more money to let them rest."

After hearing what his son said, Chen's father's eyes turned red and tears were almost falling. Chen's mother even tense her face tightly and kept rubbing her sour nose with her hands.

Rural children are shy and not good at expressing their emotions. Rural parents are the same. They don’t know how to tell their love for their children, so their emotions are deep and introverted.

Chen Jun suddenly said this. Judging from the reactions of Chen’s father and mother, he knew that this child should have said such words for the first time. It seems that his parents were so moved.

He Xiangdong rubbed Chen Jun's little head with his hands, with admiring eyes in his eyes, and said softly: "Child, whether you can make a lot of money by crosstalk depends entirely on your ability. You said it well, the audience likes to watch it, and is willing to spend money to support you, so you will naturally earn more."

After a moment of silence, He Xiangdong's tone suddenly became serious: "If you are not capable, you will starve to death when you enter this business."

Chen Jun looked up at He Xiangdong in a daze, but he didn't know what was going on. This introverted and timid child seemed to be blessed to his heart and said directly: "I will learn it seriously."

He Xiangdong smiled: "Learning skills is very hard, it is even harder than studying bricklayers in the countryside. And if you don't study hard, I will beat you up."

Through this conversation, Chen Jun became familiar with He Xiangdong. He didn't look like he was afraid to speak before. He directly replied: "I'm not afraid of hardship or beating. My father often beats me, and I'm not afraid of anything."

Chen's father's eyes were glaring, but when he remembered what He Xiangdong said before, he didn't dare to interrupt. Chen's mother was also anxious. This child really couldn't speak, and he was not afraid of beating him. Then he wouldn't betray the truth in the future.

He Xiangdong thought the child was quite interesting and said with a smile: "He is a man."

Chen Jun smiled.

He Xiangdong squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Chen Jun. He saw his feet from the beginning. He asked while looking: "Have you learned any musical arts, such as fast-paced music, opera, pendant, or musical instrument, flute, harmonica, are you okay?"

Chen Jun shook his head and said, "No."

Chen's mother couldn't help but speak: "My baby can whistle."

But Chen's father said, "Oh, what's the point of blowing a whistle? Children in the village can blow it."

Chen's mother glared at Chen's father's eyes and retorted: "My baby is not like, my baby will learn to scream with a whistle."

"Learn to learn how to scream?" He Xiangdong became interested, looked at Chen Jun and said, "Come on, learn something to show me."

Chen's mother also quickly urged: "Junjun, please learn something for Master He quickly."

Chen Jun pinched his mouth with his hand, inhale hard, and chirped, and it actually made a sound of birds singing. Although it was only a yi sound, it was very loud and bright, and it was very similar.

He Xiangdong's eyes lit up slightly, and he pulled Chen Jun's hand down: "Come on, open your mouth, stick out your tongue, go to the left, right, and lower your head."

He Xiangdong looked carefully at Chen Jun's teeth, mouth, and tongue, and then touched his throat with his hands, and followed the flow down, his chest cavity, abdomen, and it did not stop until his dantian.

He Xiangdong's hand was a little heavy, Chen Jun felt pain, and his whole little face wrinkled, but he held back and didn't make a sound, his body didn't move, and he forced He Xiangdong to finish touching it.

He Xiangdong withdrew his hand, showed a smile, and said to Chen’s father and mother: “I’ve taken this child away, let him learn here.”

Chen's father and mother were immediately very happy. Chen's father was so excited that he didn't know what to say. His dark face turned red, and Chen's mother also had an excited smile on her face.

Chen Jun was very happy. He looked at He Xiangdong with a smile on his face, then looked back at his excited parents, scratched his head and smiled.

Chen's father quickly stood up and said excitedly to He Xiangdong: "Master He, thank you, thank you, thank you for giving our children a chance, thank you."

He Xiangdong was not polite, preaching and teaching the child's abilities, so that he could have the ability to settle down in the future, and he could bear the thanks of his parents.

Chen's mother also stood up, but did not say thank you. Instead, she asked nervously: "Master He, this child is apprenticing here, how much does this year's tuition and miscellaneous fees cost."

Hearing this, Chen's father became nervous, holding his empty pockets with his hands, and said nervously: "Master He, we are all farmers and don't have a lot of money, but as long as the children can make a fortune, we will definitely get all the money."

He Xiangdong looked at Chen’s father and mother and sighed slightly. It was pitiful to all parents in the world. There was no money to support their children in Beijing to learn art. It was really difficult for them. He Xiangdong was both emotional and envious. He had no father or mother since he was a child and never really felt the care of his biological parents.

He was quite envious of Chen Jun. Really, he shook his head and smiled, and said, "It doesn't cost money. We talk about crosstalk with rules. We don't need to spend money on learning skills. We eat and live in the master. I am responsible for it."

"Ah, this is a good thing." Chen's father was stunned.

Chen's mother initially had a surprise flash in her eyes, and was immediately replaced by doubt. She looked at He Xiangdong with some vigilance and asked, "Then aren't you losing money?"

He Xiangdong traveled around the world for many years and had seen more people and things. He could see Chen's mother's concerns and did not point them out. He knew that this was human nature.

He said, "I won't lose money. After this child becomes a master, he will have to give the master the money he earns for two years at the beginning. This is also a rule."

Chen's mother's face looked much better at that time.

He Xiangdong continued: "When he was studying, he had food and accommodation with me. I would teach him skills. I would let him do some miscellaneous work in the garden. In addition, during festivals, if the child wants to go home, you can have no problem coming to Beijing to see him. I have a phone number at home. I will give you a number later. If you miss the child, call him to chat."

"Anyway, the garden is in Beijing, and we are all artists. Now there are police and laws. They are all teenage children, and no one abducts them. As for the garden, we are running, and the business is OK. If there is a day when we can't handle it, it's okay for the children to go with me, and I won't stop them if you are willing to go home. Do you feel relieved if you feel relieved?"

Chen's mother kept saying: "Don't worry, don't worry, what's wrong with this?" To be continued.
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