I looked for Zhuang Qing in the crowd at the exit, but I couldn't find her anywhere. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people coming out from behind, I suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly took out my phone and started dialing. It turned out that the call was connected.
"I was waiting outside, why haven't you come out yet?" I asked.
She replied: "I was in a bad mood after talking to you on the phone last night, so I went out to drink alone. What happened was that the food I ate was not clean. I kept having diarrhea on the plane. It was only after the flight attendant gave me medicine that I could
It's better. Isn't that right? I just came out of the toilet. Just wait, I'll be out soon."
I suddenly laughed and said, "Zhuang Qing, you are really in a state of rapid decline."
She also laughed, "Feng Xiao, you are so annoying! You are making fun of people when they are so miserable. That's too much."
Sure enough, I saw her come out in less than ten minutes. She had fluffy hair, a red down jacket, and jeans. She was dragging a large suitcase in her hand. I waved to her hurriedly, and she stood still far away, tilting her head.
He tilted his head and smiled at me.
"Come out quickly? You're alone." I shouted to her loudly.
She moved, still smiling at me, and slowly came to me, "Feng Xiao, why did you come to pick me up like this?"
I was immediately confused, "How will it look like? How do you want me to pick you up?"
She looked at me and smiled and said, "You should be wearing a crisp suit, your shoes should be polished, and your hair should be combed smoothly. This is so grand."
"We should also bring a band. No, we should also bring a group of nurses, and then let them hold flowers in their hands to welcome us." I laughed, and then took the handle of the suitcase from her hand.
She immediately took my arm, and I shivered suddenly. She looked at me in surprise, "What? Are you cold?"
The moment she took my arm, my body suddenly trembled. This was the fear or nervousness deep in my heart.
I didn't speak, but looked around hurriedly. She suddenly said: "Feng Xiao, what's wrong with you? Why have you become so timid? Your father-in-law may not be real. What are you afraid of?"
I immediately became angry, "Zhuang Qing, what are you talking nonsense about? Chen Yuan is their daughter. I have confirmed it."
She asked me in surprise: "Confirmed? How did you confirm it?"
"How else can we confirm it? A DNA test. I secretly tested it on the hair of Shi Yanni and Chen Yuan. They are indeed mother and daughter," I replied.
She was really surprised now, "Really? This is too strange and too much of a coincidence, isn't it?"
I said: "What does it mean that nothing can be written without coincidence? This is it. Only now do I believe that God really has providence in this world."
She immediately pulled her hand out of my arm, "I understand, it turns out you are afraid of your father-in-law."
I was very unhappy, "Zhuang Qing, it's not good for you to say that. Although I'm not afraid of anyone, Boss Lin is still very nice to you. If he hadn't secretly taken care of you after you arrived in Beijing, you would have
Being on the cover of a magazine? He paid for it. And in the final analysis, it was him who paid for your TV shoot this time. I just took on a name. Zhuang Qing, you don’t have to thank him, but you don’t have to thank him either.
You should hate him so much, right? Zhuang Qing, has he ever teased you? Or maybe he had some unwanted thoughts about you? "
"That's not true." She said, her expression suddenly became gloomy, "Feng Xiao, I don't know why, I always feel that this person is strange. I don't think I can simply use him. It's because of you that you helped me like this."
to explain what he did to me."
I think her idea is ridiculous, "Then why do you think he is? Is it because he has too much money? Or is he too boring and has nothing to do? Zhuang Qing, please don't be like this, okay?"
"Maybe I was wrong." She said quietly.
"Actually, I think you should go and pay him New Year's greetings. After all, he has helped you. It happens to be the Spring Festival now, so you should go there and take this opportunity to express your gratitude to him. What do you think?"
I said immediately.
"He's a big boss and he doesn't need anything. Why should I pay him a happy birthday?" she said angrily.
I shook my head and said, "You can't say that. New Year greetings are just to express your gratitude. It doesn't matter what you give. Attitude is the most important. Do you understand?"
She pondered for a moment and then said: "Maybe I really should be like this."
I suddenly became happy and said, "That's right. You arrange the time and I will accompany you then."
After putting her luggage in the car, I went to drive, "Zhuang Qing, let's go to dinner now. Tell me, what do you want to eat most?"
She sat in the passenger seat and kept looking at the car, "Feng Xiao, it's different. I bought such a good car."
I couldn't explain anything, so I just smiled and said: "It's far worse than the BMW you used to drive."
"After all, it's not my thing after all." She sighed and said, "Feng Xiao, I want to eat Sichuan food. Everything in Beijing is good, but the food tastes terrible."
"By the way, weren't you filming in Chongqing? When did you return to Beijing? Didn't you eat enough Sichuan food in Chongqing?" I asked.
"We went back to Beijing the day after you left. Do you think our crew goes to restaurants to eat every day? Most of the time we eat box lunches," she replied.
I immediately laughed, "Okay. Let's go eat Sichuan food. How about Old Sichuan? This is an old brand in Sichuan cuisine. It is said that Old Sichuan's beef is the best, especially the oxtail soup, which is even better.
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"Okay." She said, and then asked me: "What is oxtail soup?"
"Ox tail soup. It is said that ox tail soup in old Sichuan must be simmered on low heat for at least 24 hours. The soup is thick and meaty, and it is extremely nutritious." I replied.
But she was laughing, and her smile was weird. I asked in surprise: "Why are you laughing? Am I right?"
"You're right. I've never eaten it anyway. Haha! I made a mistake at first, and suddenly I got distracted. I thought oxtail soup was beef whip soup. I'm still thinking about it. Please treat me
Why are you going to eat that stuff? You only need it." She suddenly laughed.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but my mind was already drawn to it by her, and I suddenly felt a burning sensation.
She may have noticed my condition, so she tilted her head and looked at me, "Feng Xiao, what's the matter? You want me?"
My mouth felt a little dry, and my heart was uncomfortably restless. "Let's go eat. You see, it's almost eleven o'clock, and you have to go back to the countryside in the afternoon."
"Can you send me off? Come and stay at my house for one night and come back tomorrow. My home is only three hours away from the provincial capital. It takes two hours on the highway and one hour on the cement road. It's very fast." She
said to me.
I shook my head, "No. I have something to do in the afternoon."
"Do you have anything particularly important? Just make a phone call and push it forward." She pursed her lips and said.
"My mentor has passed away and will be cremated in the afternoon. I have to find a cemetery for her. I made an appointment with them," I said.
"Your mentor? How did she die? I remember she seemed to be an obstetrics and gynecology expert from another hospital." She asked.
"Suicide. Oh, what a tragedy." I sighed.
"Your tutor has no children? Where is her husband? Isn't it your turn to take care of this matter?" she said.
I fell silent immediately because I really didn't want to recall that incident anymore, it was too tragic.
"Asking you. Why don't you answer me?" She continued to ask me.
So, I had to briefly tell her what happened, and finally said: "Although the tutor's daughter has already joined the work, she doesn't understand anything, so I am the only one to handle this matter."
"Is your tutor's daughter very beautiful?" she asked suddenly.
I asked in shock: "Does her beauty or not have anything to do with this matter?"
"Feng Xiao, I found that you are quite a pretty person. Now that I am no longer in Jiangnan, how many more women have you got?" she asked, but she asked with a smile.
"Zhuang Qing, don't talk nonsense." I suddenly became unhappy, "This kind of thing is not a joke."
"She is already so old, she should be able to deal with these things. Feng Xiao, after all, I can be considered an actor, and I am also the female lead in a TV series shot by a famous director. I believe that after the TV series is broadcast, I will soon
It will become popular. Even if it is not popular, at least it will look familiar, right? Also, when I come back this time, I will be considered your guest, right? What did you tell me before? That I can come back at any time, and you will do anything.
So you want me to take the bus home alone? Am I shabby or not?" She said very dissatisfied.
After she said this, I felt that I really didn't do a good job, and I immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Zhuang Qing, I didn't think about it well. Let's see, I'll call a car over right away and arrange a driver to take me there."
Can you go back? I do have something to do in the afternoon, and my parents are also at home, as are my children and Chen Yuan. In this situation, I really can’t send you home in person. Do you think I can arrange it this way? "
"Forget it! I'll make my own bus and go back. You're a busy man, how can I dare to take the trouble of your job to film some kind of driver? I'm just a girl from the countryside, and that's true of me. Didn't I just film a crappy TV series?
What are you so proud of? I am so ridiculous!" She immediately said coldly.
I was speechless. I felt extremely embarrassed.
"Feng Xiao, take me to the long-distance station. Go there directly. Since you are very busy, I won't waste your time anymore." She then said to me coldly.
I suddenly felt uncomfortable because I suddenly remembered that she came back alone this time. If I really sent her directly to the long-distance station at this time, she would definitely be very hurt.
Happy.
But what to do in the afternoon?
Zhuang Qing stopped talking, and I drove silently, but not in the direction of the long-distance station. I stopped not far from our hospital, where was the "Old Sichuan" restaurant.
"Zhuang Qing, let's go have dinner first. While we're eating, I'll make phone calls to make arrangements for the afternoon. Okay?" I said to her softly. (To be continued)