The performance of Jingyun Big Drums is over, and it is the turn of crosstalk to come on stage.

Fang Wenqi greeted He Xiangdong and said, "It's time for us to be the father-in-law."

"Okay." He Xiangdong responded.

The two of them started changing their clothes. It was easy to talk about crosstalk. They changed into a coat and found a piece of red cloth to cover the table. They could just say it.

In fact, there is no essential difference between whether there is a lab coat or a table. However, Fang Wenqi attaches great importance to these things and must wear a lab coat when speaking crosstalk.

The two of them stood forward and even if they were on stage, they bowed to pay tribute.

The applause rang out, especially Tian Jiani's most intense patter, and her palms were red.

He Xiangdong said: "Just just now, my uncle and my child bride sang yi Duan Jingyun drum for everyone."

Zhang Yushu also smiled and looked at Tian Jiani with a blushing face. Bai Qiang's face was a little dark. This old man didn't have a good face and was just talking nonsense.

Fang Wenqi also smiled on his face and said, "Don't bury him Ni'er."

He Xiangdong stopped doing it: "Master, you didn't say that when you recognized me as a master at the age of four."

Fang Wenqi said in surprise: "Me? I am four years old, and your grandfather may not be born."

He Xiangdong also smiled and did not bother with this issue, and continued: "There are no outsiders when I am sitting there today. One is my Uncle Bai, my child bride, and the other is my Aunt Zhang."

Zhang Yushu smiled bitterly.

Tian Jiani kept laughing, and she almost called her aunt on the court.

Fang Wenqi, the old guy, smiled and said, "Do you know why your aunt Zhang smiles so sweetly? Because I have diabetes?"

"Puff" Zhang Yushu and Bai Qiang burst out laughing.

He Xiangdong looked at the master in confusion, and then looked at Tian Jiani, who was also confused. He didn't understand what he meant.

Fang Wenqi naturally saw it and quickly said, "Children, don't think about it. You can't even think about it if you think about it. You are still young, and you will understand when you grow up."

He Xiangdong's deputy uncle was not clear about Jueli's appearance, so he could only continue to say: "My Uncle Bai played the three strings well just now, saying that he played the strings in Bulgaria back then."

Fang Wenqi said: "Go to perform."

He Xiangdong continued: "Go to beg for food."

The audience laughed, well-dressed and very particular Bai Qiang actually wants to have a meal, this kid

Fang Wenqi asked in surprise: "Wow, how did you know about this?"

He Xiangdong said, "This is not the time when I was resisting the U.S. aggressing and aiding Korea. Uncle Bai was afraid of being killed in Bulgaria, so he fled to Ethiopia to beg for food. Later, this was what my friend who was digging coal in Antarctica told me."

Fang Wenqi asked again: "Wow, your geography class was taught by your brigade secretary, are they all right next to each other? Besides, can coal be dug in Antarctica?"

He Xiangdong said for granted: "Isn't this? Otherwise, the polar bears in the Arctic would not be frozen to death?"

Fang Wenqi gave a thumbs up: "I am good at learning."

Several people in the audience laughed, and the baggage was ringing, no problem.

He Xiangdong smiled proudly and said, "That's not, famous teachers produce great disciples, they are all masters who teach you well."

Fang Wenqi waved his hand quickly and explained: "Don't talk nonsense. I am your master. You can't harm me like this."

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "Actually, my master and I have made a lot of money when we go out to sell it over the years."

Fang Wenqi was anxious and quickly interrupted him: "You can wait a moment."

He Xiangdong also quickly explained: "I mean selling"

Fang Wenqi said again: "What do you mean by these years?"

He Xiangdong was stunned.

Everyone was happy in the audience, Tian Jiani's face was red and she looked very good.

He Xiangdong was really convinced by his master. This old fry is really powerful. He continued: "If you want to say that my master's character and morality are really nothing to say. He has made money by selling skills and is rich. He is not like those big bosses who have ever made a little mistress."

Fang Wenqi said: "That's right, we are not that kind of person."

He Xiangdong said with disgust: "I don't like him."

Fang Wenqi shouted: "Ah?"

He Xiangdong said: "Master, you know that I see you and I have all the best in the past few years."

Fang Wenqi glared at her eyes and said, "What are you doing?"

"Hehe." He Xiangdong begged for mercy and explained: "Although my master is inferior, he has good character. He just like others who have money are eating, drinking, drinking, drinking, and gambling with friends. My master never does this."

Fang Wenqi's face relaxed a lot and said, "That's right, it's not possible."

He Xiangdong waved his hand and said, "My master has no friends at all."

Fang Wenqi grabbed the fan on the table and acted to hit He Xiangdong. He Xiangdong flashed beside him and laughed non-stop.

Those who listened to crosstalk in the audience couldn't stop laughing, and a few of them started to make excuses. Bai Qiang also made excuses underneath and said, "Dongzi, you are right, your master will have no friends in this life."

He Xiangdong pointed at Zhang Yushu and argued: "Isn't this my aunt Zhang?"

Zhang Yushu's handsome old face was dark again, and he was considered unlucky.

Tian Jiani looked at He Xiangdong who was freely waving on the stage with a red face. She was wondering when she would be as confident and generous as Dongzi, alas

Fang Wenqi also said: "I have nothing to say about my relationship with you Aunt Zhang. Look how sweet the smile is."

Bai Qiang laughed again, and Zhang Yushu's face was almost blackened. There were only two children on the scene who didn't understand what this meant.

As a professional artist, He Xiangdong naturally would not show his fear on the stage. If he doesn't understand, he doesn't understand. He said, "Hi, in fact, what is said above is the truth."

"You're still telling the truth?" Fang Wenqi said.

"Yeah, yah, yah." He Xiangdong nodded repeatedly.

"Hey, you guy." Fang Wenqi said angrily.

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "Actually, I have a formation that didn't talk about my master anymore. Today I'll talk to everyone about it."

Bo Qiang below was shouting: "Speak up quickly."

He Xiangdong bowed and expressed his gratitude.

Fang Wenqi said: "You are trying to die."

"Hehe." He Xiangdongyi pointed to Bai Qiang and said, "The audience asked to say that they are our parents who are food and clothing, so they must say that."

"Hmph." Fang Wenqi snorted softly from his nose, saying, "It depends on what you can say?"

He Xiangdong said: "Actually, my master is a very educated person. He loves millions of people, and he says."

"Hehe." Fang Wenqi hummed twice with a smile.

"Good words, absolutely good words." He Xiangdong quickly comforted his master's sensitive heart of middle-aged and elderly people.

"Say it." Fang Wenqi said.

He Xiangdongdao: "My master loves to read classics, the four great classics, the Red Mansions, Water Margin, the Three Kingdoms, and Journey to the West. Isn't that a good thing?"

Fang Wenqi's face showed a arrogant look and said, "What good things are you talking about? This is the fact."

He Xiangdong was frightened.

He Xiangdong's eyes rolled and said, "You still love to read military tactics, is there any such thing?"

Fang Wenqi said without a doubt: "Yes, I love watching the art of war."

He Xiangdong said: "At home, I often see my master reading an old-fashioned line-covered military book. I walked over and saw it, but I couldn't even understand it."

Fang Wenqi continued: "That's right, the calligraphy of military arts is profound."

He Xiangdong continued, "Yes, I'm going to ask. I just called Master yi, but who knew that my Master wouldn't let me shout."

"Why?" Fang Wenqi asked.

He Xiangdong explained: "My master said that after he read the art of war, I can't call him master."

"What should I call it?" Fang Wenqi was also puzzled.

He Xiangdongyi patted his chest and said, "Please call me grandson."

"Go." Fang Wenqi shouted.
Chapter completed!