The food came soon. Luo Fengtang put the chopsticks in front of Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, eat and listen to the show at the same time. Don't get hungry."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and looked away. Just as she took the chopsticks into her hand, there was a sudden commotion from the stage below.

I saw a child of seven or eight years old emerge from behind the stage like a mud monkey and rush to the stage.

Behind him, five or six burly men ran out, all of them with ferocious eyes, and one of them was holding a rope in his hand.

They glanced at the guests sitting on the tables in front of the stage, showed some hesitation, and stood there threatening the child with their eyes, asking him to come over on his own.

The child just couldn't get through, so, under the astonished gazes of everyone in the audience, the child and the group got into a stalemate.

"What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing looked at it in surprise.

Luo Fengtang didn't know either. He raised his hand, and there was a ghost behind him.

A guard appeared and said, "Go and inquire."

The guard disappeared like a gust of wind, and soon came back again, whispering a few words in Luo Fengtang's ear.

Luo Fengtang nodded and the guards retreated.

"What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "This child was sold into the opera troupe. He was said to be being taught the rules of singing in the backyard. The child was naughty and didn't want to learn, so he ran to the stage in front and made trouble."

"The guys who came to chase him are from the troupe..."

Before Luo Fengtang could finish his words, there was a sound of gasping from underneath.

Seeing that the group of people could no longer remain angry, they simply lifted the curtain of the stage and rushed onto the stage. A person who looked like the leader of the stage came to the edge of the stage and apologized to the guests under the stage.

This was to create opportunities and delay time for the few burly men behind him to catch the kid.

Those burly men rushed forward, surrounding the child in an encirclement manner, approaching step by step, narrowing the child's space.

Finally, they caught the child again like an eagle catching a chicken, picked it up and hurried to the backyard.

When the class teacher saw that the child was taken back, he was relieved and quickly backed away.

On the stage, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music started again, and Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai continued their farewell, as if the previous scene was just an interlude.

And all the guests watching the opera in the audience were attracted by the opera again, and no one cared about what kind of treatment the kidnapped child would receive next.

And as the opera plot on the stage gradually reached its climax, cheers rang out from the audience, creating a great atmosphere.

But on the second floor, Yang Ruoqing suddenly lost her desire to watch the show.

"What's wrong?" Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing and found that she didn't watch the show and didn't eat the food.

Yang Ruoqing put down her chopsticks: "Suddenly I felt a little upset."

Luo Fengtang frowned slightly and immediately put down his chopsticks.

"Are you worried about the child?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked at him: "I don't have bad intentions, but I just can't stand a big-armed adult bullying a child!"

This may have something to do with the fact that I was an orphan in my previous life.

Ever since I could remember when I was a few years old, I have been wandering on the streets, digging through trash cans with wild dogs in search of food.

He was frightened by some lunatics who were also mentally disturbed, and even almost bullied by an old homeless man.

Later, I was finally brought back to the organization, thinking that I could have enough food and clothing without having to go out to dig through the trash cans, but there was no human touch in the organization.

You can only be left if you are strong enough.

If you are weak, you will be eliminated. Those children who were eliminated will be sent to who knows where in the end.

Even if she, Yang Ruoqing, survived by relying on her fierceness, she only survived by stepping on the bodies of her companions. There, she truly knew that the so-called human world was actually just another animal world.

The weak will eat the strong, and everyone will do whatever it takes to survive.

Day after day, year after year, she grew up in such an environment, and she gradually grew into a top agent in the world.

However, the sunshine in her growing up years had nothing to do with her. Her memories only contained bloodshed, intrigues, and indifference.

It was during the more than ten years after time travel that, accompanied by her relatives and the care of her lover, she gradually regained the warmth and friendliness that a person should have.

Seeing the child being kidnapped backstage by a few big men now, she seemed to see those little friends who tried to escape back then.

What he faced after being captured by the organization...

"I have a hunch that the child is going to suffer a lot, Tang Yazi, I want to save that child!" Yang Ruoqing told Luo Fengtang.

"Don't these opera troupes buy children just to train them to sing? We will redeem the children and double the money!" she added.

What they lack most is money. A few taels of silver, or a ransom of dozens of taels of silver, is nothing to them.

But it is a floating board to rescue this child from the sea of ​​suffering. A few dozen taels of silver can change this child's life.

"Do we have to go now?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "This opera troupe usually does not sing in this theater. They travel around the world and sing operas everywhere. But this time they just happened to arrive in Tianhai County, so they temporarily borrowed the stage of this theater to sing.

I was worried that I would be late and they would leave.

Upon hearing this, Luo Fengtang immediately stood up and stretched out his hand towards her: "Let's go together!"

When Yang Ruoqing and Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard while the iron was hot, they found that the backyard was very peaceful. It was not at all the scene where a child was hung and whipped as she had guessed.

On the contrary, the boys in the theater troupe were moving things in an orderly manner.

"Where is your class teacher?" Yang Ruoqing asked one of the boys.

The boy raised his hand and pointed towards the west wing, then turned around and continued carrying things.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang came to the west wing and were about to knock on the door, but the door opened from inside.

The short and fat class leader from before came out together with one of the burly men who tied up the children. The two of them walked and talked in low voices. It seemed that they were discussing things and reaching a consensus.

When I saw two stranger-looking men standing at the door, the shorter one had a mustache, but he had handsome features.

The tall man next to him is even more heroic and upright, with an extraordinary bearing.

The class leader is a seasoned veteran who has traveled extensively and experienced a lot. One look at the magnanimity of Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang and they are extraordinary.

A smile quickly appeared on his face, and he raised his hand and said, "May I ask the two guests..."

"Are you the class leader?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

The class leader was startled, it turned out to be a woman!

"Yes, I am the leader of this opera troupe," he said.
Chapter completed!