Chapter 135 Mother and daughter don’t know each other
As a colleague in the industry, Nanzhi has heard more or less family rumors about Fu Chao.
But seeing the elegant, noble and charming Qingqing in front of her...
Nanzhi knew that the truth should be beyond everyone's imagination.
She blinked and smiled:
"It turns out that aunt is Fu Chao's mother. Hello, I'm Nanzhi, a colleague who works with Fu Chao."
Nanzhi's tone was more than polite but not close enough.
Qingqing was instinctively not used to such distance.
So he took the initiative to ask:
"Are you a professional chef? I just tried your cooking and it tastes very good."
——For Fu Chao, Qingqing had given out two compliments today.
Nanzhi was about to answer when the old aunts behind him rushed to speak:
“Of course Boss Nan’s cooking skills are excellent! He’s awesome!”
“Yes, My old man and I wish we could use them as a canteen!”
“You are so discerning!”
"..."
The old aunts are too enthusiastic.
Nanzhi is so calm and calm, I feel almost embarrassed.
She cleared her throat and quickly changed the subject.
Qingqing watched Nanzhi chatting with the old aunts with soft eyes, feeling very good.
It seemed that even she was happy to see Nanzhi being loved like this.
Is this also because of Fu Chao?
Nanzhi used the bloody TV series that was being broadcast to avoid the attention of the old aunts.
While they were chatting happily, they quietly withdrew, appearing to be at ease.
Qingqing met:
"You are very friendly."
"Professional habits."
Nanzhi was not born knowing how to deal with people.
When she was in another world, she traveled far and wide in order to hone her cooking skills. She opened a roadside food stall and a high-end restaurant.
At first, because of my innocence, I was deceived, stabbed in the back, and suffered a lot.
She could only grit her teeth and swallow it in her stomach. Over time, she gradually gained experience.
Nanzhi didn’t want to recall those things, so he deliberately asked:
“Are you here to buy fruit?”
When Nanzhi looked at Qingqing’s empty hands, Qingqing also Looking at her.
Qing Qing keenly captured the fleeting sense of vicissitudes of life between Nanzhi's brows.
Why does such a young girl look like she has gone through so much hardship?
Suddenly, Qingqing’s heart felt like it was pinched hard.
She couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her chest.
Seeing this, Nanzhi became anxious:
“Is your heart feeling uncomfortable?”
She tried to help Qingqing.
Qingqing wanted to shake his head and say it was okay.
Seeing Nanzhi’s extended hand, the words got stuck in his throat.
While she was hesitating, Nanzhi had already supported her firmly and was discussing with a group of warm-hearted old aunties whether to call an ambulance.
Even the busy fruit shop owner over there has to come over to check on the situation.
Qingqing, who was slightly in a trance, suddenly woke up.
Looking at the messy scene, she wanted to stop it.
In a hurry, she habitually ordered:
“No!”
She said it a bit harshly.
He also suppressed everyone's movements with great momentum.
Except Nanzhi.
Nanzhi seemed not to be very sensitive to pressure from superiors, so she naturally advised:
"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital. Auntie, you can't hold on!" Otherwise, should I ask Fu Chao to come over?"
"I'm sorry, I'm a little impatient...but there's really no need, I just lost my temper."
Qingqing regained his gentle tone.
The attitude changed too quickly. The fruit shop owner and the old aunts didn’t think too much. They kept talking to each other:
“It’s okay if your heart only hurts once. If it hurts often, You have to pay attention!”
“Yes, you must not hide your illness. Old people should be careful!”
“This girl looks young, she is only in her 40s.”< br>
"Young people, when they are so busy at work, they don't know how to take a rest, and they suffer from a lot of sub-health!"
"..." Qingqing is usually called "Mr. Qing" and "Ms. Qing", but this is the first time. Being affectionately called "sister".
It feels a bit strange, but not annoying.
She explained seriously:
"I'm not a young person, I'm over 50 years old this year."
Qingqing's words triggered waves of exclamations.
No one believes that she is over 50 years old this year.
Nanzhi, on the other hand, was still focused on Qingqing’s discomfort:
“Auntie, are you really okay?”
"It's really no problem, don't worry."
Qingqing said firmly.
Nanzhi had to give up persuasion and asked Qingqing to remember to go to the hospital instead.
Qingqing listened carefully to what she said before nodding.
“I will.”
At this time...
"Mom!"
Fu Chao's figure appeared at the door.
He was wearing a peaked cap and dressed very low-key.
But he was still recognized by the fruit shop owner and the old aunts.
It has nothing to do with dressing up, but these regulars in the neighborhood have basically heard that Nanjia Xiaoguan is a program team recording a variety show, and one of the guests is Fu Chao.
Normally in the store, no one bothers me, for fear of affecting business.
But there are no other people around now. Given the nature of Chinese people who love to join in the fun, how could they not ask for a group photo?
Fu Chao was immediately surrounded by people.
The enthusiasm that hit him almost knocked his cap off.
Fu Chao looked a little embarrassed and glanced anxiously in the direction of Qingqing.
Qingqing silently took a step back.
Fu Chao: ...
"Aunties, can we take it slow?"
Sweating profusely, he quickly spoke up to control the situation.
Fortunately, he was experienced and quickly sorted himself out and gradually became calmer.
The fruit shop owner was called away by Nazhi midway, weighed and paid, and then happily squeezed back in.
Nanzhi clicked his tongue and was thinking about retreating outside the store...
"Shall we go outside?"
The person who suggested it was Qingqing.
Nanzhi was a little surprised, but still nodded.
The two walked out of the fruit shop one after the other.
At first, Fu Chao didn’t notice it at all.
While he was graciously and politely meeting the various requests of his aging fans, he suddenly thought of Nanzhi -
They were both in the same circle, but only he was surrounded by others, while Nazhi was surrounded by others. If you ignore it, she...should feel uncomfortable, right?
Fu Chao simply gave the guidance himself:
"Aunties, would you like to ask Boss Nan to come and take a photo with us? She and I are colleagues."
The closest one, the one who laughs the most A brilliant old aunt refused without thinking:
"That won't work."
Fu Chao: "Huh?"
Then he heard the old aunts say:
"Boss Nan is so tired after a long day of work, we can't disturb her!"
"That's right!"
" Boss Nan is very rich! What if we encounter him?”
“…”
Fu Chao: ...
The clown who co-wrote it is actually himself!
Fu Chao looked at Nanzhi speechlessly, only to find that the place where she and his mother were standing was empty.
Looking back, the two people were waiting for him outside the store.
Rather than waiting, I feel like an outsider watching a play.
Fu Chao: OK! Very good!
Nanzhi and Fu Chao looked at each other and said nothing:
"He seems to be unhappy."
"It's okay."
Qing Qing is very calm.
"Then I'll give him two apples later."
"One is enough."