Han Fei ignored them and continued: "no matter, fold the letter, put it in the letter cover and have a sleep. After a while, he will arrive in Jinyang. When he arrives in Jinyang, he will run to the crew to shoot. After the performance, he will turn the sky, turn around in the local area and buy some local specialties."


    "Boss, how much is your cloud smoke? 100 yuan a piece? It''s too expensive? It''s cheaper. It''s not cheap. If you like to buy it or not, it''s at this price. Well, it''s not expensive, so buy one."


    Tao Yuehua could not help nodding when he saw Han Fei switching roles from left to right. Although he had not played many roles in recent years, his acting skills had not been abandoned. Of course, what pleased Tao Yuehua most was that Han Fei did not give up his pursuit of art. This crosstalk had only a beginning in those years. It was really rare for him to improve this work in his busy schedule.


    On the stage, Han Fei sandwiched the cigarette under his arm and suddenly patted on the forehead: "Oh, patronize the play and forget the business."


    "What business?" Zhang Yue asked curiously.


    "Send a letter to my second brother." Han Fei said and took a few steps: "I heard it very smoothly. My second brother''s house, Pa Pa Pa, knock on the door."


    "An old man came out. He was very stingy. As soon as he saw me, he asked who he was looking for, and I told him everything. The old man was very happy. He invited me home to pour tea and greet lunch. I took the tea and stopped it quickly, indicating that I had to leave after delivering the letter."


    "Uncle, this is a letter from my second brother to you, and 400 yuan..."


    Han Fei was held by Zhang Yue before his voice fell: "wait, how much is it?"


    "Four, four hundred." Han Fei hesitated.


    Zhang Yue stretched out a slap: "five hundred, you remember wrong."


    "No, I remember correctly, just 400." Han Fei shook off Zhang Yue''s hand.


    "Hoo ~ ~ ~" everyone knew what he was going to do, and immediately booed everywhere.


    Zhang Yue was surprised: you are such a person''s expression, which made Han Fei almost laugh.


    "Oh, four hundred? What about the letter? Let me see. The old man said, open the letter, look at the letter and look at me. I''m hairy by him." Han Fei looked guilty.


    "Nonsense, you can take people''s money without panic." Zhang Yue added a knife.


    "The old man asked: how much? I said: four hundred."


    "Look at your guilty look. Why don''t you do it for 100 yuan?" Zhang Yue looked like he hated iron and didn''t make steel.


    Tao Yuehua nodded secretly. Zhang Yue''s acting skills have been honed in recent years, and she has no script at all, but she can keep up with Han Fei''s rhythm. She doesn''t talk much, but she often steps on the point and makes people laugh. It''s great.


    Han Fei ignored her and continued to tell the story: "the old man shook his head: No, it says 500 in this letter. I wondered as soon as I heard it. Where does it say 500?"


    Yes, everyone was confused. They knew that the second brother gave 500 yuan, but how did the father know? That picture is like a ghost symbol. Is there any mystery hidden in it?


    "The old man asked again: what is your relationship with my son? I said: nodding acquaintance." Han Fei said loudly.


    Zhang Yue broke down: "isn''t that right? Don''t you forget your years and make friends?"


    "Ah." Han Fei''s face was a little unnatural: "nonsense, you can''t say brother at this time. Does brother take someone''s money to buy cigarettes?"


    "Hoo ~ ~ ~" suddenly there were boos in the hall, and there was laughter in the boos.


    Zhang Yue shook his head and said, "it''s like I did it. You should have some face."


    "Ha ha ~ ~ ~" now they couldn''t help laughing and almost didn''t roll on the ground.


    "Don''t worry, just don''t admit it." Han Fei was cheeky.


    "As a result, the old man shook his head again: No, it says that you and my son are brothers. I''m confused. Where does it say brothers?"


    People are also confused. This painting doesn''t touch anywhere. Why did you kill your brother?


    "The old man took the letter: you see, we say there are rules for camels in Shanxi. Five are consistent, six are a string, seven are a handful, and eight are a gang. There are seven camels painted on it, that is, one handful, so it shows that you and my son are brothers."


    Han Fei''s expression of sudden expression: "our brother make complaints about camels."


    "Ha ha ~ ~"


    Zhang Yue almost laughed: "you''re not as good as a camel. At least they didn''t take their brother''s money to buy cigarettes."


    Jia Youqian and others laughed and their stomachs ached: it''s a great risk.


    "I asked again: it didn''t say 500, just 400. The old man shook his head: you see, there are still two flies on the branch of a big tree in this painting. We don''t call flies in Shanxi. Calling flies is the same as silver. That''s what my son told me. His brother brought me silver."


    "Wow ~ ~ ~" no one laughed this time, but marveled. One by one, they asked each other: is there one from Shanxi? Is there such a thing?


    "It didn''t say five hundred." Han Fei raised his tone.


    "The old man said," keep looking. Look, under the tree, there are four kings, standing two wine pots, forty-eight, thirty-two, twenty-nine, eighteen, fifty. "


    Han Fei was hysterical: "that''s 50, too. It didn''t say 500."


    "Old man: there''s another egg next to it."


    "Ha ha ~ ~ ~" Han Fei''s expression of dying again made the venue burst into laughter, and even the waiters laughed with stomachache.


    "Sir, to tell you the truth, I took 100 yuan to buy cigarettes. The old man said: it doesn''t matter. Money is an external thing. Come home again tonight. I''ll prepare a reply for my son and you can take it back for me."


    Han Fei looked uneasy: "that night I went to his house. The old man took out two envelopes, one large and one small: don''t open it. I said: No, sir, don''t worry."


    "I got on the train back to the capital. I didn''t bring a magazine..."


    Han Fei''s voice didn''t fall. There was a sound in the meeting hall.


    "Open the letter."


    "You are bad at learning." Han Fei laughed and scolded.


    Zhang Yue didn''t have a good way: "that''s what I learned from you."


    "Ha ha ~ ~"


    "I opened the big one first. What''s on it? There are two buckets with the bottom facing up and the bottom facing up. There are two flies on the bucket. I don''t want to ask. The old man told me about the money here." Han Fei looked angry.


    "Ha ha ~ ~ ~" there was a burst of laughter in the meeting.


    "Looking to the side, there is a big circle and a small circle. There is a firecracker in the big circle. The firecracker is put in the new year. There is a cocoon in the small circle, which can be used as silk thread. What does that mean? I don''t understand. Put it in the envelope first."


    "Open the small envelope and look again. It''s still a lively painting. It shows two pigeons, one duck, two pigeons, one duck, a total of four pigeons and two ducks. On the side of the letter, there is an elephant. There is a knife wrapped around the elephant''s trunk. The tip of the knife is pierced into a goose''s neck and killed the goose. The goose''s neck is bleeding. There is also a villain on the side of the painting Son, hold up your hands, and you still have something in your hands. You can''t understand, so you''d better put it back first. "


    Han Fei said a tongue twister and pretended to gasp: "what''s wrong with the family?"


    Zhang Yue laughed and scolded, "it can be said that it is. People are against gentlemen but not villains. This kind of villains is specially against you."


    "Ha ha ~ ~ ~" there was another laugh.


    "When I arrived in the capital, I didn''t even return home. I went straight to my second brother''s house." Han Fei said.


    Zhang Yue then said, "that''s who makes you feel guilty."


    "Nonsense can not be guilty. The letter says about silver."


    Jia Youqian laughed and cramped: "lying in the trough, I didn''t expect this boy to play such a villain so vivid."


    "The second brother was very happy to see me coming. He took the letter and put it in the drawer without looking at it: OK, the letter has also been delivered. Let''s go. I said: don''t introduce it. I didn''t read the letter. Open it." Han Fei looked worried and flustered.


    "The second brother is a little embarrassed: don''t read the letter from our father and daughter-in-law? I said: No, I have to read it. There''s me here."


    "Ha ha ~ ~ ~" Tao Yuehua couldn''t help laughing.


    "The second brother couldn''t stand my hard grinding, and finally opened the letter. He patted me on the shoulder and said: OK, brother, thank you. My father said he had received the money."


    "No, where did it say you received it? I have to ask. The second brother said: look at this painting. It shows two buckets on the bucket


    There are two flies falling. We Shanxi people don''t call this fly a fly. Oh, you know that. We don''t call this bucket a water tip. Look, this bucket is placed upside down and connected with the silver. The silver has arrived. "


    "Hi tech," Han Fei pinched his chin.


    "Ha ha ~ ~"


    "I asked again, what does the big circle and the small circle mean? The second brother replied: the big circle is a rice bowl and the small circle is a tea bowl. My father thinks I think about tea and rice every day."


    "......" no one laughed at the scene. They all laughed.


    "There is still a small envelope. I asked again. The second brother took out the small envelope and looked at it. Tears came down. I said: Why are you still crying, second brother?"


    "The second brother took out the picture and explained to me: look, there are two pigeons, a duck, two pigeons and a duck on it. Your sister-in-law is calling me: brother, brother, I said: you don''t have to cry."


    "The second brother said: if you look down again, there is an elephant painted on this side of the letter. There is a knife rolled on the elephant''s nose. The tip of the knife pierces a goose''s neck and kills the goose. The goose''s neck is bleeding. This is the same as the previous sentence."


    Zhang Yue asked curiously, "what words?"


    "Brother, brother, it''s like killing a goose." Han Fei pinched his throat and immediately turned the whole meeting with a smile.


    "I asked again: what about the villain? Second brother: Hey, don''t mention it. My son doesn''t learn well. He takes me 100 yuan to buy cigarettes."


    "Me?" Han Fei pointed to his nose.


    "Wow ~ ~ ~ wonderful." the whole venue was shrouded in applause and cheers, not because their boss was on the stage, but because the program itself was so wonderful.


    "Hey, have you recorded it completely? Send it to me. I''ll send it to my parents. It''s killing me."


    "Yes, I want it too."


    It has to be said that the technicians of Tiangong still have a sense of sharing.