My actor does not believe in evil

Chapter 808 [Extra] Begonia Tears (4)

The man pulled the little girl's mother and handed her a money bag. The mother smiled happily after taking the money, and left after putting away the money bag.

No matter how ignorant the little girl was, she understood what was going on, and cried out anxiously. She reached out and pulled her mother to follow her, but was hugged by the man.

"Mother, mother, don't sell me, I will work hard, take me back."

The little girl tugged on her mother's sleeve, and her mother felt a little bit reluctant when she cried, but the money was all in her pocket, and it was absolutely impossible to take it out.

"Didn't mother sell you, she sent you here to learn art, don't you think the singing in front of you is interesting, you just follow the class teacher here, and I will come to see you when I am free, and I will come to you when you finish your studies." To be able to perform on stage, you have loved singing since you were a child, and it took me a lot of effort to get the class master to agree to accept you as an apprentice."

The mother coaxed the little girl, but the little girl didn't listen, she didn't want to learn to sing, and she didn't want to stay here.

The candied haws in her hand fell to the ground, but her mother left anyway. A strange man stood in front of her and wiped the tears from her eyes with his hand.

"Don't cry, I won't make you feel wronged. You have good qualifications. I'll accept you as a disciple. What's your name?"

The man squatted in front of the little girl, coaxing her patiently, and then gave her a fruit from the fruit plate beside her.

Maybe she was tired from crying, but she just stood quietly at the moment, the man handed her fruit but she didn't take it, she just lowered her head and spoke timidly.

"My name is Da Ya."

Poor people like to give their children a cheap name, saying that it is easy to support. Girls are called Yatou, boys are called Goudan or something, and the name Daya is also very random. The man shook his head and looked around. The begonias in the garden are in full bloom, and the deep ones and the shallow ones are really beautiful.

"The begonia is decorated with a lot of beads. Qingxiao is near the curtain. The rouge is even and light, and it is thicker towards the face. This begonia is blooming very well. From now on, you will be called Begonia. With a name, your life will be your own decision from now on." , Follow me and study hard, as long as you earn back the money I gave your mother, I will set you free. By the way, my name is Meng Chuntang, and I will be your master from now on."

Meng Chuntang reached out and touched Haitang's head, doting on this little disciple whom he met for the first time, Haitang was still young and didn't understand what he meant, but she didn't know what to do except nod.

In the old days, it was not easy to learn art. You had to serve the master who served tea and water, and you had to do all kinds of work. Haitang was used to doing the work at home, and there was nothing wrong with it. But learning to sing was even more tiring. The master was usually gentle, When he started teaching, he seemed to be a different person. Haitang would be beaten if he behaved slightly badly. This beating lasted until Haitang was 15 years old.

Haitang came from a young age, and she is a little junior sister who is loved by everyone in the troupe. As Meng Chuntang expected, Haitang was born to eat this bowl of rice. Although he hated and blamed her for a long time, he actually liked this little disciple. tight.

When Haitang was 15 years old, she made her debut on stage. Meng Chuntang, who hadn't been on stage for a long time, sang "Yutang Chun" with her.Begonia became famous overnight and became a corner of the garden.In just a few months, the money she earned has already surpassed what Meng Chuntang gave her mother before.

Haitang was free, but she didn't leave. Over the years, a secret flower had grown in her heart, and it kept growing in her heart.

(End of this chapter)