Li Qiangguo was very surprised to receive this call from his daughter. After patting his chest and promising to call Jiang Bei immediately, Li Youqing stopped complaining and just muttered: "This is too outrageous. Dad, please call him quickly."
"Okay, dad will hit you right now."
After Li Qiangguo finished speaking, he ended the phone call with his daughter.
"Are the young couple having a conflict?" Wen Cui'e asked as she sat knitting and pulling out threads.
"Absolutely. Beibei came home late for two days in a row. Our girl had some objections, so she called to complain." Li Qiangguo said while holding his cell phone, with a somewhat relieved smile on his face.
"Why don't the two of them sit together and communicate?" Wen Cui'e couldn't understand and asked doubtfully.
Li Qiangguo laughed and replied: "You don't know about our daughter? She is very arrogant. Even if she is angry, she will not tell you clearly. It would be great if you can guess it, but it is like this if you can't guess it.
, twisting and turning."
"My daughter has been wronged, but you still smile happily." Seeing his appearance, Wen Cui'e couldn't help but say.
"Hey!" Li Qiangguo shook his head and disagreed with Wen Cui'e's words: "What you see is that your daughter is wronged, but what I see is her care about Beibei. It seems that the decision I made at the beginning was not wrong.
After so many years, my daughter has developed feelings for Beibei."
"Then you don't plan to call Beibei?" Wen Cui'e asked when she saw Li Qiangguo put down his phone.
"What are we, the elders, doing getting involved in the affairs of a young couple? Are we going to be annoying?"
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Li Youqing never imagined that his idea of warning Jiangbei through his father Li Qiangguo would be shelved.
At this moment, she was hiding in her room playing with her mobile phone, watching the time, waiting for Jiang Bei to come back and apologize to her.
As for the food she hadn't eaten at night, it was because no one was cooking at home and she didn't even know where Liang Liang had gone.
"School is about to start, and this girl stays home every day. I don't know which boy she is going to harm in the future." Thinking of his sister-in-law, Li Youqing felt helpless.
"You're back..."
At this time, a voice came from the living room, Ancheng gambling king Zhang Jiuliang was back.
Li Youqing was overjoyed, got up and walked to the door, pricking up his ears to listen for the footsteps, wanting to see if Jiang Bei had followed him back.
But the living room quickly became quiet, and it seemed like there was no movement at all.
"Li Youqing, have you had dinner?" A cool voice came from the living room.
Li Youqing thought that Jiang Bei might not have come back, so he simply opened the door and walked out. While scanning the shoes at the door, he replied: "If the chef at home is not back, how can I have food to eat?"
There was something suggestive in these words, but it was a pity that Liangliang ignored them completely: "Then I will cook for one more person."
After that, the kitchen became busy.
As a former chef at Xinxin Farmhouse, Liangliang has good cooking skills, but this skill has always been covered up.
"My cooking skills are average, far less than one ten thousandth of my gambling skills."
Even if he is cooking alone, the gambling king will always praise his amazing gambling skills.
"Where is your brother?" Li Youqing asked standing at the door of the kitchen.
She is not interested in Liangliang's gambling skills, she just wants to know where her husband is.
"Didn't you ask your brother to come up with a feasible plan for opening a hotpot restaurant? So he has been busy on this matter these past few days." Liangliang replied while chopping vegetables skillfully.
"Is the plan busy during the day? Or is he having dinner with that turtle classmate again?" Li Youqing asked with a frown.
"Then I don't know." Liangliang shrugged, looking helpless.
Li Youqing leaned against the door of the kitchen, holding her chin with one hand and staring at Liang Liang's back, thinking.
Perhaps feeling something strange, Liangliang turned around and saw that she was being stared at by Li Youqing, and couldn't help but ask: "What are you looking at me for? Help me peel off the garlic."
Li Youqing didn't say anything, just turned around and went out for a while. When he came back, he squatted down and started peeling garlic.
"I thought I wouldn't even let you do it." Liang Liang glanced at Li Youqing who was squatting on the ground and teased.
The latter smiled slightly when he heard this, and was about to speak, but suddenly found that the things in his pocket were falling out, and the bright red color was eye-catching.
"The design of this dress is not very good. It falls down when you put it on." Li Youqing put the garlic down and started to pick up the money that fell on the ground.
But she picked them up very slowly, one piece at a time, and even complained a few times.
The sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen stopped at some point, and our Anseong gambling king had already put down his kitchen knife and squatted down to help pick up the money.
"Ouch! Sister-in-law, please get up quickly. Scientific research shows that people's legs will become numb after squatting for a long time. Hurry up and sit on the sofa. Just leave this place to Xiaoliang."
"Then my garlic..."
"How can I bother you, sister-in-law, to do such a small thing? Just leave it to Xiao Liang."
"I also want to eat shredded potatoes."
"Leave everything to Xiaoliang!"
If Anseong Gambling King has any most fatal flaw, it undoubtedly comes from the temptation of money.
Chi Guoguo's cash immediately stunned Zhang Jiuliang, and he immediately transformed into a professional dog licker. Not only did he help Li Youqing sit down on the sofa, he even made an extra stir-fry of shredded potatoes and tomato and egg soup as ordered.
As an evening meal.
The speed is very fast, all this is completed in less than half an hour.
"Come here, sister-in-law, for your rice."
"Sister-in-law, eat more meat. This is carefully selected pork belly, stir-fried with green and red peppers. It tastes delicious."
At the dinner table, Zhang Jiuliang moved forward and backward, enthusiastically serving Li Youqing some food.
And placed on the edge of the dining table was the cash that had just fallen.
Not a lot, three thousand yuan in total.
But just this money made the gambling king so hungry that he didn't dare to move his eyes away when eating, even if the rice was stuck in his nose.
"Want it?" Li Youqing glanced at the money on the table, then at the gambling king, and asked.
"Yeah!" Liangliang nodded wildly.
"It's not impossible to give it to you, as long as you tell me who your brother is having dinner with tonight, then it will all be yours." After speaking, Li Youqing pushed the money forward, making it a little closer to the gambling king.
Hearing this, Liangliang grabbed the money and replied, "My brother should be eating alone at night."
"Then why doesn't he go home?" Li Youqing frowned and asked.
"Because he had to find someone to prepare the hot pot base, so he didn't have time to come back." The gambling king, who was bewitched by money, had already begun to leak his brother's whereabouts.
But she didn't take it seriously at all. These things were not secrets, and there would be no problem even if her sister-in-law knew about them.
"Preparing the hot pot base? Is it the recipe given by his turtle classmate?" Li Youqing asked again.
Liangliang shook his head: "I'm not very clear about this. Brother, he didn't tell me."
"oh......"
The conversation ended, and Li Youqing, who failed to ask the reason, fell into distraction again, and even had no appetite to eat the fragrant food. On the contrary, Liangliang received a reward of 3,000 yuan, and he ate two bowls of rice in a happy mood.
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After eating, Liangliang followed the principle of going to bed at nine o'clock every night and washed up and went into the house; Li Youqing sat on the sofa and thought about things. It wasn't until the door rang at almost ten o'clock that she ran towards the room like a frightened bird.
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"No one?"
Jiang Bei looked at the empty living room with a puzzled look on his face. He walked to the sofa and was about to sit down when a pleasant fragrance came from the tip of his nose.
This is the smell of his wife, there is no mistaking it.
There seemed to be signs that someone had been sitting on the sofa, and there was still a faint warmth on it.
It seemed that Xiao Nizi had just left.
"Are you avoiding me on purpose..." The old man whispered as he looked up at the door.
...
Life goes on, and the days are dull and busy.
The small family is no longer as leisurely as it used to be. Everyone is busy with their own affairs.
As the anniversary celebration gets closer and closer, Li Youqing has to deal with more and more things and becomes more and more urgent, and even the time to come back at night is compressed every day.
Jiangbei didn't fare much better. At first, his original intention was to alienate Li Youqing by going home late. However, he never thought that with the development of hot pot brand chain stores, he had to join in wholeheartedly, and deliberately going home late became...
I couldn't go home early, so I had to be busy until midnight every day in the small workshop making hot pot base recipes.
Not to mention the gambling king Zhang Jiuliang. Every day is a wonderful life that does not require rehearsal. He is the most dashing kid in the world.
Being busy is a good thing.
Because it is so fulfilling.
But for families, being too busy will result in a lack of companionship and time for each other.
In this state, the emotions hidden deep in the heart can easily emerge.
For example, when Li Youqing is working now, familiar faces will appear in his mind unconsciously every day, and he will even get distracted occasionally.
"Sister Youyou, are you sick? Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?" As a staff member who has been with you during work, the life assistant quickly discovered the problem and reminded him with concern.
"It's okay, I'm just thinking about something." Li Youqing came back to his senses and shook his head, explaining.
"Young lady, you seem to have something on your mind, I can feel it."
Perhaps because he knew Li Youqing's temper, the life assistant had the courage to ask.
Hearing this, Li Youqing wanted to express that she was not in the mood, but she held back for some reason. She hesitated and asked, "Huahua, do you have a boyfriend?"
Life assistant Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "Yes, my boyfriend and I have been together for three years."
"Then do you like him very much?" Li Youqing asked quietly.
Zhang Xiaohua felt that this question was a bit puzzling, but she still replied: "Of course, if I don't like him, why should I be with him? He is average-looking and has no money..."
Li Youqing was silent for a while after hearing this, and then asked: "What does it feel like to like someone?"
How does it feel to like someone?
Zhang Xiaohua was confused.
Isn’t Sister Youyou already married?
Does she still know what it feels like to like someone?
Or is it that the young lady is not marrying for love?
That's not right... I heard that Miss Youyou's husband, Mr. Jiang, is not from a wealthy family, right?
In a short period of time, Zhang Xiaohua brainstormed about this sentence, and then replied: "The feeling of liking someone is probably: thinking about, caring and caring."
"That's very profound." Li Youqing smiled lightly.
Zhang Xiaohua chuckled and replied: "To put it simply, it should be: whoever lives in your heart will be remembered when you are alone."
"Whoever lives in your heart will be remembered..." Li Youqing repeated this sentence in a low voice, and the familiar face appeared in his mind again, as well as the seriousness of the first meeting deep in his memory.
"Could it be that I really like him?"
"Director Li, the second rehearsal has ended. All the programs have been successfully completed. Only the finale is left." At this time, Zhao Guan, one of the representatives of the directing team, came over with several directors of the directing team and reported the latest
rehearsal situation.
"As the most important part of the anniversary celebration and the focus of everyone's attention, the axis must not continue to be empty like this. I also hope that Director Li can confirm the finale program as soon as possible." Another director said more straightforwardly.
, not beating around the bush like Zhao Guan.
"Didn't I ask you to recommend a candidate? You haven't found one yet?" Li Youqing shook off the thoughts in his mind, returned to work seriously, and asked with a frown.
Faced with the question from the general manager, the director team all turned their attention to Zhao Guan.
Zhao Guan's expression did not change, ignoring everyone's gazes, and replied: "Director Li, after several discussions, our director team believes that it is difficult for the entire Erjing Group to have anyone who can perform as the finale."
"Brother Xu has been reborn from nirvana and is the best actor in the industry. Isn't he even good at it?"
"Although Xu Hanzhou has been reborn, he has disappeared from the entertainment industry for eight years, and his status may not be comparable to other artists in the company. If he is allowed to be the finale, many artists will be unconvinced. In addition, Xu Hanzhou is also relatively weak in singing.
"
"What about Sister Qin? She is a powerful singer who has been in the industry for more than 20 years, so there is no problem in letting her be the finale, right?"
"Song Qin terminated her contract with the company a week ago and is no longer an artist under our Erjing Film and Television Group."
"this......"
After talking about several promising artists in succession, they were all rejected due to various problems. This made Li Youqing feel stuck for a while, thinking about which other artists within the company could be the finale.
"Director Li, why don't you go in person yourself." Seeing that Li Youqing was silent, Zhao Guan suggested again.
"Yes, Director Li, the entire Erjing Group, apart from you, can't find any artist who can be the finale." Directors from other director groups also began to agree.
"I..." Li Youqing hesitated upon hearing this. She really didn't want to be on stage as the finale.
One thing is that I am worried about being accused of abusing my authority, and the other thing is that this position can easily attract hatred and cause dissatisfaction from other artists.
But for some reason, that familiar face suddenly appeared in her mind again.
"Okay, since there's no one around, let me do the finale."