It was already midnight after the Xiangwenshe commercial performance, but He Xiangdong did not let the actors in the garden attend the party. After learning the news, they no longer had the intention to get the party.

Qiao Yu no longer advised him, so he took his staff and the theater staff to have a meal together. After all, everyone has been busy for a long time and is working hard, so it is appropriate to have a meal.

The other actors of Xiangwen Club went home first. Teacher Ma passed away and was a master of crosstalk and folk art. They should mourn them as younger generations.

He Xiangdong first went to the hospital. At that time, all the lights in the inpatient department were turned off and all the patients were asleep.

He Xiangdong stood silently at the door of Zhang Wenhai's ward for a while, and then sighed, and then left.

In the early morning, He Xiangdong rushed to Ma's house.

Mr. Hou and his wife did not leave either, and the Ma family had already arranged a mourning hall.

Mr. Ma was wearing mourning clothes, and his eyes and nose were red and swollen.

He Xiangdong came in the early morning. Master Ma knew that he had arrived just after the performance ended. Master Ma also expressed his gratitude to He Xiangdong.

Because of Teacher Ma, He Xiangdong and Mr. Ma were also intimate, and the two chatted for a while. Mr. Ma was hit hard. After all, Mr. Ma left too suddenly and there was no warning.

After He Xiangdong comforted Mr. Ma for a few words, he went to the balcony of Ma's house with Mr. Hou San.

Mr. Hou looked tired. Teacher Ma passed away. He had to help handle the funerals in the future. Teacher Ma was his father's personal disciple and a disciple of their Hou family. He must take care of it.

There have always been rumors in the crosstalk world that the "Hou Ma dispute" is rumored, but no matter how the outside world speculates, the relationship between Hou San and Teacher Ma is still very good. After all, they are old friends for decades.

Mr. Hou San stood on the balcony and lit a cigarette. The balcony in the north is usually wrapped with glass windows, because it will be very cold at night. It is almost ten degrees below zero outside, and the wind is strong. It can protect you from wind and keep you warm.

But there is usually no heating on the balcony, and the balcony is very cold. Master Hou San wrapped himself in a thick down jacket, and the smoke on his mouth flashed indefinitely.

He Xiangdong stood against the wall.

The two stood silently for a while, and there were several cigarette butts on Mr. Hou's feet.

After a long time, Master Hou San took a deep breath of smoke, slowly exhaled it, sighed, and smiled bitterly: "Oh, things in the world are impermanent."

He Xiangdong was silent and could only say one sentence: "Take care."

Mr. Hou nodded slightly and said, "Senior Brother Ma's departure is a big loss to our crosstalk world. There is one less person who is willing to protect you Xiangwen Society."

He Xiangdong nodded and said nothing.

Mr. Hou turned to look at He Xiangdong, reached out to pat He Xiangdong on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "The roads in the rivers and lakes are dangerous, you must be more careful."

He Xiangdong Zheng pointed: "I know."

Master Hou San took another breath of cigarette, looking solemn.

He was never relieved of He Xiangdong. He Xiangdong's temper and personality were as good as his deceased master. His personality was too easy to offend people, especially his peers.

They don’t give people face, but laymen can get along well with others, and they all have a more tolerant attitude.

He Xiangdong has more friends than his own business.

Now the popular news of the Wenshe Group is attracting momentum. The mainstream crosstalk world and the Wenshe Group are in great conflict. Hengyang Entertainment is also eyeing him, and the Youxu Class is also fighting against He Xiangdong in various ways.

Don’t look at the fact that Wenshe is very popular now, but after all, its rise has been too short and it is not deep or solid.

Master Hou San was still quite worried about them.

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Ma's family.

Although it is early morning, there are still people coming to pay their respects to you. Teacher Ma's status in the crosstalk world is too high.

He Xiangdong stayed at Ma's house for a while, then told Master Hou San a few more words, and then said goodbye to Mr. Ma. He went home first, and he hasn't even changed his clothes yet.

Teacher Ma left suddenly, and his peers in the folk art industry received news, and many people were unable to come, so the real time for mourning is tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

He Xiangdong returned home and told Tian Jiani about this. Tian Jiani was also surprised. She only knew about it now.

He Xiangdong took a shower and changed his clothes, and took a short rest. After dawn, He Xiangdong had breakfast and then took Tian Jiani to pay homage to Teacher Ma.

Today, the Ma family’s mourning hall is crowded with people from the literary and artistic circles. Teacher Ma has been in the art for many years and has a very high status in the literary and artistic circles. There are also many people coming to pay their respects.

There are people in the crosstalk industry, some folk art industry, some opera industry, some writer industry, some entertainment industry, some singer industry, some art troupes, and many leaders from cultural departments have also come.

Elegiac couplets and wreaths piled up the front yard.

Black, white...

This is the main color of the funeral...

Grief, solemn...

This is the mood of the person attending the funeral...

It was still the morning. Many colleagues from other places had not had time to come. Now they were more local colleagues from Beijing. By the afternoon, I think there would be more people coming.

Teacher Ma’s apprentices were also here, and the reporters and media were also interviewing and reporting on the funeral.

Many people from all walks of life also offered their respect for the old artist.

He Xiangdong and Tian Jiani drove here by themselves. After they parked the car, they got off. He Xiangdong looked up and saw that there were already snowflakes floating in the sky.

He Xiangdong glanced at Tian Jiani and said, "Let's go."

"Yes." Tian Jiani nodded.

The two went over together.

He Xiangdong looked up at the sky with a serious expression, accompanying Tian Jiani. Most of the people who came to pay their respects to the crosstalk world today are from the mainstream crosstalk world. Although there are also people from the folk crosstalk world, the number of people in the folk crosstalk world is not as high as that in the mainstream crosstalk world, so it seems to be relatively thin on the scene.

They also met He Xiangdong. Although they were all dissatisfied with Xiang Wenshe competing with them, they naturally would not make any rude actions on such occasions, otherwise this would be a great disrespect to the deceased.

Both sides are relatively restrained, at least maintaining superficial respect and harmony.

He Xiangdong nodded to them.

The same is true there.

Let's go inside together.

He Xiangdong didn't want to do anything at all. Teacher Ma is his very respectful crosstalk senior. He mourned the old man with a sad mood. The mood he had for Teacher Ma was only respect and gratitude.

It’s a pity that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

Many things are not something that He Xiangdong would not have if he didn’t want to.
Chapter completed!