Wild and sassy in the 80s

Chapter 203 I want to be praised, but I won't say it

After finishing acupuncture, the old man seemed to have discovered a new world. He couldn’t believe it. He was in a state of excitement because he felt the relaxation from body to mind. From time to time, he would say to Su Qinghu——“Grill, it’s amazing!”

Su Qinghu felt indescribable when he heard him talking all the way.

She took advantage of the old man's convenience and enjoyed a traditional Chinese medicine massage without paying for it. She also felt super comfortable after the massage, but she couldn't reminisce all the way as miraculously as he did.

But what can I do, just... you are happy.

He took someone to have dinner, and after the meal, at about 06:30, Su Qinghu took someone to have a foot massage again. The familiar appearance made the people in the foot massage shop a little confused. Big and full of energy, it doesn't look like a person who gets regular foot massages, but when you enter the door, you look like a frequent visitor with the aura and quick choice of options!

I reminded the master of the pedicure shop, told the old man that it was the first time to experience it, and told him not to use so much strength, so four people in a row soaked their feet in such a way.

Soaking feet on a hot day, and a foreigner who is not very heat-resistant, the old man frowned tightly, but he endured it when he thought of the acupuncture and massage that he swore to resist before.

After soaking, seeing the master coming with all kinds of knives, he subconsciously called Su Qinghu, "Su?"

Su Qinghu glanced at him, then looked at the master holding the pedicure tool, first comforted him, then explained the function to him in general, and finally described the lightness of the soles of the feet after the pedicure, which made him almost get up The old man who left sat back down peacefully.

The pedicure master smiled, opened the tool box, asked Su Qinghu to translate for him, and finally started chatting.

Su Qinghu acted as a chat tool for the two of them inexplicably, while slandering him.Who wants to beep endlessly while enjoying it?
Under the request of the boss, the bodyguard and assistant complied without saying a word, although they resisted inwardly.

It was okay during the pedicure, but when he started the foot massage, he let out an "Aw" when he touched a certain reflex area, and the bodyguard jumped to his side in fright, his movements were so neat and quick.

Pedicure master: "..."

Su Qinghu: "..."

After calling, the old man squinted his eyes to feel it, waved his hand to tell the bodyguard to go back, and continued to let the master press him.

After that, the bodyguard watched nervously, and did not jump over to protect the boss like the eagle guarding the chicken.

After finishing the work, he took out the money to pay, and the old man also gave a tip, four masters, each with a tip of five dollars.

Su Qinghu raised his eyebrows, it's generous.

According to the current exchange rate, each master has an unexpected income of 20 yuan, which is one-third of the monthly salary of ordinary workers.

He gave a thumbs up, chattered, and asked Su Qinghu to translate it to the master.

How difficult would it be to express gratitude and admiration? Su Qinghu translated it in minutes, and then took people back to rest.

After sending the person to the gate of the private courtyard, Su Qinghu waved his hand, and did not mention the interview so far.

The old man walked out a few steps, and when he heard the movement behind him, he turned around and asked her why she didn't mention the interview.

Su Qinghu's eyes crooked with a smile, "Then are you going to be interviewed?"

"Why not?" The old man tilted his head, beckoning her to go in with him, and jokingly said that if she wanted a 5-minute interview, he would give her 10 minutes, which is considered a return of her kindness today.

Of course Su Qinghu nodded, carrying his portable printer, followed him into the courtyard.

This private courtyard is very spacious and grand, with exquisite details, which makes Su Qinghu a little greedy. In such a place, if you have nothing to do, sit under the broad-leaved sycamore tree and read a book, or just sit idle. a treat.

The outline of the interview was prepared long ago. After asking the above questions, and recording the extended content of the interview on paper, Su Qinghu looked at the old man with a smile.

"..." The blond old man looked back at her.

Su Qinghu: "Can I take a photo?"

The blond old man wanted to refuse, but if he was 20 years younger, he would have agreed to her request.

but now--

He looked at the little girl in front of him and wanted to shake his head.

Looking at her, he always felt a kind of vitality and softness when spring came and everything began to germinate.

And he, even if he didn't want to admit it, he was already in his twilight years.

"You can take a photo with you, but you can't report it," the old man said.

Su Qinghu froze for a moment, the old man didn't think that her request just now was to take a photo with him, did he?

No, she didn't want to take a photo with him, she just wanted to take a solo photo of him for reporting.

this misunderstanding...

After taking a photo with him, Su Qinghu tried to persuade him to take a single photo, but the old man was unwilling to do so, even if she promised that he would take a good photo, he would not.

But Su Qinghu didn't expect that the old man asked her to take pictures of him with his camera, saying that he wanted to see her level.Su Qinghu felt that the opportunity had come, thinking of the photographs he saw in his previous life, he tried to use light and shadow to weaken his aging and highlight his spirit.

Satisfied, the old man handed him the camera again. He took countless pictures in the yard, in the living room, and in the study. At the end, Su Qinghu thought it was all right, and wanted to take a picture for him with his own camera. At that time, the old man turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and drove them away.

Su Qinghu: "..."

She has ten thousand words... want to say!
Seeing that Su Qinghu was so angry that his cheeks bulged a little, the old man realized that he was a bit too much and said, "You can use the photos of me when I was young."

Shit!

Su Qinghu: "...I don't have a high-resolution handsome photo of you when you were young."

The old man smiled and called his assistant, "Give her one."

"Signed photo?" Su Qinghu raised his eyebrows eagerly, the meaning of asking him to sign the photo was self-evident.

"The gentleman is willing to fulfill your request." The old man nodded reservedly, and when the assistant handed over the photo, he signed it readily and handed it to Su Qinghu.

Seeing him like that, Su Qinghu suddenly thought of the old man who said that he was also a handsome brother when he was young, and he was so fascinated by his wife.

... This old man seems to be waiting for her to praise him?
Su Qinghu lowered his head suspiciously, and then saw a black and white photo. In the photo, the male god had a high nose and deep eyes, and his whole person exuded a dignified gentlemanly look.

Her eyes lit up and her eyebrows raised.

The old man has been paying attention to her expression, and now he feels at ease physically and mentally.When she raised her head, she restrained herself into a reserved state again.

Su Qinghu: "When you were young, you must have been a gentleman who was popular among thousands of girls!"

The old man smiled.

"Did your clothing quality be so high at that time? It's incredible!" Su Qinghu sighed.

The old man laughed this time, and laughed heartily.

Su Qinghu looked at the photo, then at the blond old man, and gave sincere advice, "I hope you can manage your body, and when you come to China in three or five years, I hope to see a healthy You. When the time comes, I would like to take you handsome and healthy to visit Huaxia and taste Huaxia cuisine."

(End of this chapter)