Crosstalk: There is no big or small thing on stage, but there is a new tomb offstage Chapter 467 Guo Degang: You, father and daughter, will only be willing to harm me!
Chapter 467 Guo Degang: You, father and daughter, will only be willing to harm me!
Lying down in a daze.
Qi Yuncheng could feel his wife coming over, but when he regained consciousness, his body felt heavy with his eyes closed, and he didn't know what was wrong.
Could it be that you stayed up too late?
Isn’t that right? You age so quickly? You should still be very young, right?
Just as he was thinking about it, something suddenly touched his cheek, and then there was a sound of milky milk.
"Dad!"
"..."
Listening to the voice, Qi Yuncheng finally opened his glasses. As soon as he opened them, he was speechless. His daughter's beautiful face was staring straight at him, and her little hand had already been stretched out.
As for how long it took for him to crawl on his body and play, he didn't know.
"You are getting heavier and heavier!" Qi Yuncheng had to say.
"How can you talk about a girl's weight like that?" Song Yi was also there. When her husband woke up, he immediately picked up his daughter.
"It's time to get up for dinner. My daughter is quite curious about how you sleep."
I slowly got up and rested my back on the bed for a while, and found that the time was getting faster.
I slept okay, almost eight hours.
But he suddenly froze, looking at his daughter-in-law holding his daughter, "Are you cooking?"
"What's wrong with my cooking? Don't look down on me. I can still do some simple things. Come and eat."
"I'm worried that my daughter won't have enough to eat."
"Yes."
"Get up quickly, I have to pack up and rush to the set when I get back."
"Okay!"
After getting up and putting on his shoes, Qi Yuncheng went to wash up first and then came out and sat at the table to prepare for dinner. The food was edible, but the taste was a bit unsatisfactory.
Even the daughter didn't have much appetite when she sat on her little table, looking at her mother and then her father.
I seem to want to say why today’s meal turned out like this.
Even if there is meat, it doesn't taste as good as before.
"Watch what I do, eat well."
Xixi: "Milk! Drink milk!"
"If you don't have milk to drink, you should have a good meal."
Now the child's milk has not been completely weaned off, but when Song Yi sees his daughter not eating, what can Song Yi do, let alone compromise with her?
But when he was told, the girl sat on the chair with a depressed expression and was about to cry.
But when she saw that no one was comforting her, she directly let out her voice.
"Wow~wow~~"
"Wow~~"
"Wow~~"
She kept crying, but Song Yi was indifferent, and Qi Yuncheng even more so. How could he dislike her mother's cooking? You can't show it even if it's not delicious.
Didn't you mean to make her angry?
So I can only listen to her crying.
I cried for dozens of seconds.
Song Yi finally looked at the girl next to him again, with his two big eyes closed tightly, as if it was thundering but not raining.
It seems to be all about emotion without any skills.
When I got tired of crying, I couldn't help but pause and cough. After coughing for a while, I continued to cry.
Finally unable to bear it any longer, Song Yi got up from the dining table and went to the other side to pour a glass of water and put it on her daughter's small table.
"Come on, moisten your throat, and then cry after it's moistened."
Qi Yuncheng laughed, it was a bit of motherly love, but not much.
Are you used to taking care of your baby this way now?
After crying for a while, Xixi seemed to understand what was going on. She slowly stopped moving and glanced at her father with her big eyes, looking like she was asking for help.
"Eat! Make it tonight!"
Hearing her father's voice, the girl's face was still aggrieved, but her little hands had already started to move. She picked up her spoon and put something into her mouth little by little. She didn't know how slowly she was doing it, but she just didn't like eating.
Can she be more angry than her mother?
We are both women, so why bother making things difficult for each other?
"Ignore her, let's eat." Song Yi muttered again, and the family of three began to have a good meal.
As for noodles, it has nothing to worry about if it has dog food, and dogs like to eat meat as long as it is meat.
I ate for more than ten minutes.
The couple was washing the dishes together, while the daughter seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and continued to chase the dog.
"Have things been packed?" Qi Yuncheng asked in the kitchen.
"It's packed up. It shouldn't take long. I can come back in a month at most. This year's Chinese New Year will be in February, so I can catch up.
Moreover, as the crew reaches the end, I don’t have too many roles.
Otherwise, I won’t come back for a few days.”
"That's good, I'll take you to the airport tonight."
"Yeah."
Song Yi smiled slightly. She felt completely different from how she treated her daughter. She liked her husband very much, but this made Qi Yuncheng feel...
Is it really an accident to give birth to a daughter?
But that's right, since my daughter can talk a little and walk, she has become more and more naughty, but she doesn't want to make adults unhappy.
Not much time.
Stayed at home all afternoon.
Qi Yuncheng cooked a nice meal and sent his wife off to Yanjing in the evening.
This time, only the father and daughter and a dog were left at home.
Originally, when he went back, Qi Yuncheng wanted to find his master, but he was not at home at night.
When he was filming Happy Comedian, he said before that at the end of the year he would be recording "Swordsman" with Feng Xiaogang and others, and Shaobing would also be participating, so he has been quite busy recently.
So I could only go home and continue to hold my daughter and listen to the recording given by my husband yesterday.
What I listened to last night was given by my ancestor.
What I listened to today were the cassettes given by Master Li Shusheng.
There are Mr. Yan Qiuxia, Xiao Caiwu and Xiao Lanyun.
While listening, my daughter was also listening. I don’t know if she was interested. Anyway, she stayed in my arms all the time. Maybe it was because she was wronged by her mother during the day and was particularly clingy to me.
As time went by, Qi Yuncheng went to Tianjin to arrange theater in addition to ordinary festival performances.
The decoration was installed during this period.
But it has to be publicized. Once it is publicized, there will be some topics on the Internet or in WeChat.
Deyun wants to set up a drum music club, and the reviews are mixed. There are many people who can't stand Deyun these days, but there are even more people who support it.
For example, Mr. Ma Zhiming.
As soon as he expressed his stance, the negative voices were instantly reduced, and even the media articles were written in a positive direction.
For this reason, many people are looking forward to the opening moment, because anyone who is not stupid can guess that there will definitely be many gentlemen and seniors present that day.
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It's just that Qi Yuncheng is not only busy with the drum music club, but from time to time after the performance is over, he has to find someone to prepare the python robe.
I can’t give it to you in time for my birthday, but I hope I can give it to you on my 20th anniversary.
But we have to prepare now. If we don’t do it quickly, we won’t even be able to celebrate the 20th anniversary.
So lately I often don’t see people, even Master doesn’t go to eat often.
A python robe is not simple.
To make it expensive, it would cost hundreds of thousands, not far from a million.
How could such an expensive price not be determined multiple times?
The style and deposit must be discussed.
The key point is that there are not many people in the country who can do it. Folk art has developed like this and is becoming more and more lonely.
There are even fewer craftsmen who can do it by hand, so it is very time-consuming.
As for why Master prefers this, after all, the reason is because he likes opera. No matter how busy he is, he has to sing a piece or even act a piece.
As for whether the acting is good or not, that is the opinion of outsiders, and this cannot be stopped by just a few comments.
……
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"What has Yuncheng been busy with recently? Today is the last day of sealing the boxes, and I haven't seen anyone, and I didn't bring the little girl here."
After celebrating his birthday in January of 2016, and it was almost time to seal the boxes, Guo Degang sat at home and looked at his apprentices and said something.
"Master, we haven't been paying attention recently. Senior brother is too mysterious. He didn't even agree to a dinner party on New Year's Day before."
Yue Yunpeng said while teasing Guo Fenyang at home and guessed, "Maybe it's the Drum Music Club. I've seen a lot of discussions on the Internet recently."
"Really?" Guo Degang sighed, "There are still more than 20 days to open, and I don't know how he will manage it in the future.
It’s not that easy to work in the field. I summed it up last year! Zhang Yiyuan, Sanlitun has been losing money.”
"Master, don't worry! The drum music club run by my senior brother will definitely do well. If I hadn't learned drum music, I would have helped my senior brother."
When they found out that Qi Yuncheng was going to start a drum music club, Yue Yunpeng and others must be happy, after all, he is his senior brother.
"By the way, Master! How long does it take to eat?"
"When it comes to eating, do you all get excited?"
Yue Yunpeng's big face suddenly showed a mean smile, "I'm too lazy to open fire at home, so I'll just deal with it here.
I can help with it, maybe senior brother will come over at dinner time."
"He doesn't know what he is busy with yet. Forget it, you go to the refrigerator and take out the things and mess around with them. You will also come over to eat the sesame cakes later. You two together will be a common meal.
How much do you have to eat from me?
Yuncheng also likes to get things from me. I'm afraid that when I open my eyes one day, there will be nothing in my house."
"Look what you said, we are not thieves."
"You are scarier than thieves."
"Then Master, I'm going."
Peipianpidian, Yue Yunpeng went over to open the refrigerator, and the remaining apprentices either followed to help or continued to play with the children.
But speaking of thieves, when Guo Degang picked up his phone and swiped his meager sums, he really recalled the past.
Yes, they encountered thieves before.
At that time, Deyun was popular, and hundreds of people entered the theater every day. For this reason, I encountered everyone and everything.
Not to mention finding trouble or sending threatening letters.
The thief really scared them.
At that time, he was renting a house in Daxing, and he still had many apprentices at home. When he woke up one day, his apprentices broke into the room where he was sleeping and shouted that there was a thief.
When I went out and took a look, I saw a big hole in the courtyard wall. I followed the hole out.
All the clothes, shoes and other random things at home are outside, even Wang Hui’s bag.
Miraculously, none of the dogs in the yard barked, including the Tibetan Mastiff.
After calling the police, the matter was settled. As for who it was, a group of people couldn't guess.
Anyway, the people I came into contact with during that period were indeed quite complicated.
After all, as long as you are popular, who in the world will not be your friend?
But people’s hearts are separated from each other, and you don’t know what’s behind the smiling face.
Fortunately, it was just a loss of money and everyone was fine. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous. You know, they would have stolen into your back room.
That’s what I was thinking about.
There was sudden movement outside.
"Master, we are here."
The leaders were Qi Yuncheng and Xiaoyatou, followed by Shaobing, Qiling, Meng Hetang and others.
"Xiaoyue was right, a bunch of people came here to enjoy themselves."
Guo Degang was speechless, but he was still happy to see the little girl and asked, "Where is my daughter? Isn't she here?"
"She has finished filming and returned to her parents' home. She is planning to take her over to celebrate the New Year together."
"Okay! It's good to be more lively. Now your wife hasn't come back yet, Xiaoyue is in the kitchen, you can watch and do it yourself."
"Okay! Let's go see what we can eat. I happened to be hungry when I came over."
Without saying anything about sesame cakes, Meng Hetang entered the back room.
Only Qi Yuncheng gave the little girl to the master to hold.
"How are you? What have you been busy with recently? I haven't seen you for a long time."
How could Qi Yuncheng say anything about Mangpao? He changed his words and said, "As for those things, I have always been worried about the Drum Club.
But speaking of it, I am actually the person in charge, the manager! Why should I be alone when we open the business? You can just follow along."
Hearing this, Guo De just hugged the girl and understood what he was thinking. He laughed and said, "What? Are you tired?"
"No! You are not allowed to come to the listings and inspections a few days before the opening? Why don't you go and take a look then?"
"No need!"
Guo Degang didn't need to worry, "You can do it yourself. Your wife and I can at most take the time to check it out on the opening day, and then watch your wife perform a few performances.
Didn’t you say you have a husband? Let’s have a great time together then.”
"..."
Qi Yuncheng couldn't say a word.
Now there is no problem with the decoration of the Tianjin Drum Club venue.
But the signs and other messy things need to be watched by someone. If the master goes there that day, then he can just ignore everything.
There is no hope now.
"I still don't know what your temper is? You should be tired yourself, time is running out, and the time is just before your eyes."
"Okay, I'll do it myself! Let's seal the box tonight and wait until the New Year is over."
"What can Baitang say now?"
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"It's not just those words, it's just a few more snack names."
"By the way, go get some snacks for her to eat. I remember Qiling bought some biscuits.
I still have a few packets left."
"It's time to eat soon, why don't you give it to her?"
"It doesn't matter if you eat a little, she likes it."
Being a grandpa hurts beyond belief.
Qi Yuncheng had no choice but to bring a pack of biscuits. As soon as he opened it and smelled it, the little girl became energetic.
When being held, one has to keep leaning forward to grab him.
When I caught it, I put my little hand into the biscuit bag and felt it. When I touched one, I stuffed it into my little mouth without saying a word, as if I had never eaten in eight lifetimes.
But how could her little mouth eat the whole thing at once and eat half of it and drop the other half?
The whole process of falling was taken care of by him as a father.
"Is it delicious?" Guo Degang asked.
The little girl didn't respond in her arms and kept picking out biscuits with her little hands.
"Come on, Sugar, get me one!"
Guo Degang held the child in his arms and wanted to play with it.
But the little girl froze while eating, and didn't want to give it because the biscuits were so fragrant.
After hesitating for a long time, she grabbed a biscuit from the bag, but it was obviously broken by her scratches and was no bigger than her little finger.
"Can you be more generous?" Qi Yuncheng said, "I'll give you a whole package, but you only give me this little, Grandpa Guo?"
"..."
The little girl's mouth was awkward, and she continued to take one out of the bag. Although it was still broken, she slowly handed it to Grandpa Guo's mouth.
After eating it, Guo Degang was very happy.
But Qi Yuncheng suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Master, you can't eat too much, the biscuits are a bit sweet."
"Unlucky boy, if you can't get something sweet, it's not like you don't have anything."
"I didn't know you wanted to eat it too, Xixi likes sweet things."
Xixi: "Grandpa, eat!"
Guo Degang: "Hey, eat...how can you not eat what my granddaughter gave you? You two, father and daughter, would have to harm me!"
Qi Yuncheng stood on the edge and turned around to smile. He didn't mean it. He really didn't mean it. He quickly found a pack of unsweetened ones for his daughter to change.
When Naihe went to pick up the packet in Xixi's hand, she refused and handed over another piece very considerately.