The money was forced to death by the hero, and everyone in the room was silent. Gu Baimo said the truth, pursuing ideals and art, and he didn't care about his wife and children rolling on the bed at home when he was hungry. This was an extremely irresponsible behavior.

He Xiangdong looked as usual, smiled, and said sincerely: "Old Gu, I can understand. Really, you are a responsible husband and a responsible father. No matter what, we are all friends. When the garden is in a good mood, you will be like when you come back. I, He Xiangdong, will definitely welcome you with both hands."

Li Quanjiang's face also dimmed a little. He and Gu Baimo were in a business. If Gu Baimo left, they would have to split. He and Gu Baimo were very happy, but it was a pity.

Gu Baimo shook his head and said, "Why are you in a hurry? I haven't finished speaking yet. Money is very important. I have family to take care of, but now I rent out money for the day is enough to support my family. In the past, I used to talk about crosstalk at night and could subsidize some household expenses. Now, crosstalk is just for entertainment. You can't just work and have no entertainment."

He Xiangdong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Quanjiang also smiled.

Zhang Wenhai smiled and scolded, "Oh, who are you trying to scare me like this? I'm so old. If you scare me out of it, you can't afford to pay."

Gu Baimo raised his head and smiled: "Haha, you can't do it all the time, but the ugly words are ahead. I can say crosstalk in the garden for free. This is because my family is still OK now, but what happened in a day? I can't make money even if I rent it for rent. At that time, I'm afraid I'll do it."

He Xiangdong said: "Don't worry, your family will always be in the ranking, and Xiang Wenshe will always have your seat. Whether you leave or stay, I welcome you. The literary master in Xiang Wenshe will always be you."

"Okay." Gu Baimo pointed: "As long as I still say crosstalk, I will definitely tell the Wenshe that as long as you don't drive me away, I will stay here forever. This is the best and most comfortable place I have ever seen to really say crosstalk."

He Xiangdong stood up, grabbed Gu Baimo's arm, and said movedly: "This sentence of you is enough, everything is enough."

Gu Baimo also focused on the key points. The two big men were moved at this moment. The feelings between men, the friendship between men, and the promise between men were all tightly held.

Now, the only one who has not made any statement is Li Quanjiang. This person is the biggest variable here. The reason is very simple. He is doing crosstalk to Wenshe full-time, so he only earns his salary to Wenshe and has no other income.

Zhang Wenhai and Fan Wenquan are both people with retirement wages. Gu Baimo rents them during the day, so they can support themselves. It doesn’t matter if they don’t take money for a while. Li Quanjiang will go hungry if he doesn’t take money.

At yi time, the atmosphere in the room became awkward. The bold words just now helped everyone ignore Li Quanjiang's special situation, or in other words, everyone has been subconsciously ignoring Li Quanjiang for a long time. This person is too low-key, so low-key that it almost makes people unable to see his existence.

Li Quanjiang looks like a middle-aged man and is also a folk artist. He lives a miserable life in folk crosstalk and can't make much money. He is always wandering around. He has not married a wife until now, and he is still alone.

When Li Quanjiang saw everyone staring at him, he felt a little embarrassed. No matter how many viewers watched him on the stage, he was free to do it, but he couldn't let go in the background.

He Xiangdong was very thoughtful. He had been in the martial arts world since he was a child and could see that Li Quanjiang was uncomfortable. He said, "Old Li, you don't have to have any burden. We all know your situation. You are not the same as them. You will have a lot of income in the garden now, so if you want to leave, we can all understand it. You are welcome to come back at any time."

Li Quanjiang was silent, lowered his head, and did not speak.

Everyone was waiting. He was a good living and a member of Xiangwen Society. They all respected his choice.

Li Quanjiang lowered his head and thought for a long time, and finally looked up at everyone with a bitter face. He had just passed forty years, but he had already experienced the weather. His face was full of vicissitudes and looked like a person in his fifties: "I met Mr. Fang in Shanghai. That time, the company was doing roadside sales in the square. I went to perform two programs for crosstalk to make some money."

"Mr. Fang was under the booth at that time. After the performance, he chatted with me a few words. The old man's crosstalk level is indeed very high. I made a lot of profit after just a few conversations. Later, the old man said that his apprentice opened a crosstalk garden in Beijing, and said that if I don't have any good places, I can come to Beijing to have crosstalk with his apprentice."

Li Quanjiang looked at He Xiangdong and continued, "I didn't come soon. I also went to many places and came to Beijing by a coincidence or destined. I was thinking about what level of apprentice taught by such a powerful old man. Fortunately, you didn't disappoint me. You can even say that you surprised me. You are the most amazing crosstalk actor I have ever seen. Because of you, I stayed at Xiangwenshe, until now."

"I've actually been very happy about crosstalk during this period, and my income is quite stable. I'm not a person who wants stability. If I really want to be stable, I'd have joined the art troupe long ago. I just like crosstalk and say crosstalk well. The environment here is pretty good, I like it, so even if I can't give it money at a while, I won't leave. At worst, I can go to various places outside to run my holes. There's no problem with eating and drinking. I'm the only one at home. If I have enough food, the whole family will not have to worry about it."

Hearing this, He Xiangdong's heart finally let go. The storm was finally settled. Xiangwenshe had no one left. Everyone was willing to work together. Everyone was going to overcome the difficulties together, and He Xiangdong's heart was moved.

Li Quanjiang looked at He Xiangdong's eyes and said seriously: "It doesn't matter if you don't have money for a while. My old Li's eyes have seen a lot of people over the years. You, He Xiangdong, are definitely not something in the pool. You must have soared into the sky. If you don't hug your thighs when you are at a low point, I can't hug you when you rise."

It was obviously a joke, but Li Quanjiang said it very seriously.

He Xiangdong also stared at Li Quanjiang seriously and said solemnly: "No matter what the future is, no matter whether I, He Xiangdong, are poor or rich, today after the trough of Xiangwen Society, I have recorded your friendship with you, Old Li, and engraved it in five, and remember your life."
Chapter completed!