Who is Gao Congguang? This is a treasure-level figure in the entertainment industry.
Compared with him, Fu Sijin's entertainment company, which has only been in operation for less than five years, is just a small workshop, and it's not even qualified for a glance.
It was a big surprise for Fu Si to meet him in the kindergarten, and what is even more unexpected is that Gao Congguang actually knew him!
Looking at his father inadvertently, Fu Sijin suddenly understood.
Gao Congguang didn't know him who drove an entertainment company, but he was only known to him as the young master of the Fu family.
After figuring it out, Fu Sijin didn't feel any rejection.
After all, his identity has been destined since he was born, and he has always enjoyed the resources from his family. Now it is too hypocritical to reject these.
The most important thing now is to have a good relationship with director Gao Congguang, which will be of great benefit to him and the future of the company.
Fortunately, the place where they met was very special, and there was an excellent topic at the beginning.
The two parents briefly discussed the various problems of their children, and talked about their respective careers.
As a junior, Fu Sijin has something in common in the same circle, even if it is not the same profession as Director Gao.
So just after listening to a few instructions from Director Gao, he felt that he had benefited a lot, and for a while he couldn't help but admire this respected senior even more.
I feel that people can get to where they are today, and they really have a deep foundation.
He was talking here, and he ignored Qingqing's side unconsciously.
When the talk is over and Director Gao is sent away, there is no left of Qingqing's packet of mung bean cake.
Fu Sijin had a black face immediately.
I dare not talk about the elders, so I can only get angry at the only brother who is younger than me: "Can't you keep me a piece?"
"I only ate two yuan."
That was given by Qingqing. He could snatch these two pieces from his father and uncle, plus an old mother and an old lover. It was also desperate for his life. Why should he give it to his brother
"A Jin is not angry, this is for you."
Qingqing touched Fu Sijin's head comfortably, and put a small piece of mung bean cake on his hand.
This is what she just intercepted and left, and prepared to eat it for Fu Si who hadn't eaten the mung bean cake.
The special mung bean cake made by the chef and mother-in-law is different from the mung bean cake with butter crust sold outside.
This mung bean cake is peeled with mung beans, and then finely polished into a delicate mung bean paste. After drying, it is mixed with icing sugar and pressed into a small plum cake with a mold, and then steamed in a pot, some of which can be covered with a little plum Meat, raisins and red bean paste.
It tastes sweet, soft and glutinous, yet elegant and fragrant. It is most suitable for tea.
"Thank you Qingqing."
Fu Si raised the smile of the winner and squeezed the mung bean cake to put it in his mouth.
The corner of my eye saw Qingqing's coveted gaze, he paused, and then this small piece of cake was divided into two, and the larger half was given to Qingqing.
"I can't eat that much, can Qingqing help me eat half of it?"
"Okay." Qingqing happily took away the half of mung bean cake, her small mouth was stuffed swollen, and her face was intoxicated: "It's delicious."
It would be great if I could eat such delicious mung bean cake every day, but my uncle didn't give too much sweets.
In order to protect Qing Qing’s small deciduous teeth.
"Qingqing, Qingqing, come here quickly, it's your turn to perform!"
Hearing the teacher's anxious call, Fu Heng directly held Qing Qing and sent it to him.
"Qingqing is going to perform, my uncle wants A Jin to take a photo."
This is what we said early in the morning. Fu Sijin will bring a video camera to Qingqing to take pictures of her performance, so that we can keep it for later home to enjoy.
"Don't forget, Qingqing, come on and perform."
Qingqing had a bad shape and rubbed her head, so Fu Heng shook her little hand to cheer on her.
Six children walked onto the stage under the guidance of the teacher.
With the play of childlike and cute music, six red balls swayed and danced, like small red envelopes that could move, still round.
The performance went smoothly. Even if some children jumped wrongly, they were ignored because they were so cute.
Qingqing jumped best, making no mistakes from beginning to end, and because she was the cutest, many parents of children pointed their phones at her and kept shooting.
Mixed in the crowd, the dark camera reappeared.
Behind the camera is a person wearing a black sweater and a hood, who can't see his face.
The wide hood hides most of her face, and she can only vaguely see the gorgeous red lips hidden in the shadows.
***
The whole day of the kindergarten performance ended smoothly. Qingqing also learned in one of the magic sessions what the teacher did for putting candies in the gong.
When the other children were stunned by the candy that the magician suddenly conjured from the gong, only Qingqing could see through the truth.
But this does not prevent her from joining the sugar grabbing army!
The conjured candies were all spilled onto the crowd by the magician, and a lot of children rushed to grab them with their parents.
Qingqing relied on the parents of five of her family's Gaoma University, and he slammed out of the crowd and grabbed a lot of candies.
It's a pity that the sweets that she just received hadn't been warmed up yet, so Fu Heng confiscated all of them on the grounds that her intake of sweets had exceeded the limit today.
There is only a small fruit jelly that is not very sweet.
At Shang Qingqing's crying eyes, even Gu Lan couldn't help her.
As the only person in the audience with parenting experience, Fu Heng often controls Qingqing for her own good, and others simply can't get involved.
"I'll save it for you, take a beautiful jar and put it on the side of the Qingqing bed. After you go back, you can eat two pills a day, okay?"
Maybe it was too sad to see Qingqing, and Fu Heng had to comfort her like a way.
It’s better to eat sugar slowly than to be confiscated, and you won’t have to eat it any more, and in this way, Tangtang is still hers.
After Qingqing wanted to understand, he immediately agreed with a little bit of his head. For fear that Fu Heng would regret it when it was too late, he said with confidence: "Uncle can't steal Qingqing's candy."
The two slept in the same room. If Fu Heng was willing to steal sugar, it would be too easy.
Being dumbfounded by Qingqing's suspicion, Fu Heng nodded solemnly to promise with the mocking sight of others.
"Relax, never steal your sugar."
With the assurance, Qingqing smiled.
The children who participated in the performance all had a bag of prizes to take. After Qingqing lined up to lead his share, he bounced back home with a small backpack holding Fu Heng's hand.
Bai Qiyu went to pick up the rice cakes, and the Fu family brothers left before the end of the penultimate show. Only Fu Heng and Gu Lan were left with Qingqing.
It just so happened that Qing Qing was holding one hand in hand, and no one was partial.
"What do Qingqing want to eat tonight?"
The children have performed so hard, they must be rewarded with a big meal to celebrate.
"I want to eat..." Qing Qing was interrupted by a surprised female voice before she finished speaking, "Gu Lan? Fu Heng?"
The three turned their heads together and saw a woman in jeans and a black sweater leading a little boy into them.
—It's Han Weilan.
"Han Weilan? Why are you here?"
Gu Lan was also surprised to see the other party.
"Not to pick up this little ancestor."
Han Weilan took down the little boy in Banunu's hand with a look of disgust.
"Han Weilan, I'm not blind, you look at me with this expression again, and I will sue my mother when I go back!"
The little boy was obviously not very good-tempered, and Han Weilan took a look at it.
"You go, mother is reluctant to beat me anyway, I am quite willing to beat you."
Han Weilan has a confident face, a good-looking classical beauty face, abruptly turned into a rogue-like rogue by her.
"you… "
The little boy was so angry that she stomped his feet, but he was afraid that she would actually do it, so he had to swallow his anger and dare not speak.
"This is..." Gu Lan looked back and forth between the little boy and Han Weilan, who had similar faces.
"My brother, my mother can still be pregnant with the slippery fish that the old clam conceives after ligation."
"You're a fish that slipped through the net, it's a great one! Isn't it just born thirty years earlier than me!"
"You can shut up, and mention that the old lady has broken up with you again!"
Seeing the two siblings being noisy, the Fu Heng family consciously did not bother them, and left silently.
Gu Lan didn't drive here today, so he drove Fu Heng's car back.
Sitting in the car, looking at Qingqing who was unpacking his gift, Gu Lan suddenly sighed slightly: "Unexpectedly, your good girlfriends would have run into the same fate."
Elderly parents give birth to a child, are they really good to the child who was born in the end
Gu Lan cursed his mother for an early miscarriage before, but in fact he thought of thinking about the child who hadn't been born yet.
Its elder brothers and sisters have already been identified through personal experience, and it is a miserable dog-blood drama under the lap of the parents.
Moreover, he and Qingqing are destined not to be good brothers and sisters, and it is impossible to help their parents take care of a younger brother or sister in the future.
Then the future of that child is actually miserable enough to imagine.
If his parents can live longer, it’s one thing. To be afraid is to be afraid...
The phone vibrated suddenly, Gu Lan picked up a look at the phone display, frowned and pressed it off smoothly.
People really didn't know it, really saying that Cao Cao arrived.
The person on the other side seemed to be looking for Gu Lan in a hurry. When he was hung up, he kept calling.
After more than a dozen times, Gu Lan was annoyed first, and could only answer the phone impatiently: "What are you doing? Say something quickly."
"Gu Lan..."
It was a fucking phone, but his father's voice came.
Gu Lan looked slightly relaxed, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Gu Yanyu's voice trembled in panic: "Your mother... Your mother fainted. Come here, I don't know what to do?"
"At this time, don't you hurry up and call the emergency call, telling me that I can fly over three or four hours' drive right away! I really don't have to go to the hospital if I go there. See you directly at the funeral home!"
With an irritable roar, Gu Lan hung up the phone abruptly, and then made two more calls, one was an emergency call, and the other was to contact a friend in the city for help.
"Mother-in-law has an accident." Gu Lan's phone turned on the speaker, and Fu Heng naturally heard what had happened.
"Brother-in-law, it seems we can't go home tonight." With a wry smile, Gu Lan only felt that the headache was about to burst.
He really wanted to be a cruel person, but those two were his biological parents after all, no matter how resentful they were, he couldn't really ignore them.
"I understand, there are bread and milk in the back of the car. You can get something to feed Qingqing to eat first."
"good."
It takes at least three hours to drive from here to the city. It's okay for them adults to be hungry, and Qingqing can't bear to be hungry.