The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 21 Returning to Beijing (for further reading)

November, Beijing.

The wind rolled the fallen leaves and fluttered like butterflies.

Thin sunlight came in from the window, not deep enough, warm and misty like flying catkins.

Although it is late autumn, the temperature in the capital is already a bit cold in winter. The peddler carrying a large bunch of candied haws on the side of the road tightened his leather jacket.

Inside the car, Zhou Yaoyao, one and a half years old, was pulling on the window, staring out in a small ball, with her small nose pressed against the glass, exhaling white mist.

Lu Jia in the driver's seat was talking on the phone.

"Where are you now?"

"What, you've already got off the bus."

"Okay, got it, we're at the intersection, you can see it when you come out."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Jia grabbed her daughter's little feet and pulled her back, saying softly, "Yaoyao, let's go, get out of the car with mom to pick up uncle."

Zhou Yaoyao turned her head, her little face was chubby, she blinked her eyes, pointed out the window with her mouth pouted, "Mom, gourd."

Seeing that Lu Jia didn't respond, she said milkingly again: "Gourd, buy it."

Lu Jia pretended not to hear, opened the car door and got out of the car with her daughter in her arms.

In her arms, Yaoyao grabbed Lu Jia's collar, first pursed her mouth and kissed her mother's cheek, and then laughed like a silver bell, saying: "Mom, sweet!"

Lu Jia rolled her eyes and said ruthlessly, "If you don't have money, don't buy it!"

Yaoyao refused, she pouted her lips, and her eyes became moist with naked eyes.

She stretched out her chubby little hand to grab the necklace around Lu Jia's neck, and said, "Money."

Lu Jia stopped, gritted her teeth, and repeated in her heart that this was her own cub, so she couldn't beat it.

"I hurt my mother, let go, uncle is here, go find your uncle!"

At the exit of Beijing West Railway Station, Lu Yuan was pulling the suitcase, and saw his sister hugging his niece at the intersection from a long distance away.

The wind blew her long hair, and the old woman had a hideous face.

He quickened his pace, approached and put down his luggage, opened his arms towards the two, and shouted: "Yaoyao, come down, let uncle hug you!"

Yaoyao slid down from Lu Jia's arms like a fish, giggling, swinging her arms, and rushed over on her short legs, with the braids on her head dangling.

"Uncle, uncle, hey."

If the legs are too short, if you run too fast, you won't be surprised if you fall.

Fortunately, the fall was not heavy, so Lu Yuan picked her up by the back collar.

"Does it hurt from the fall? Uncle rubs it for you."

"Did you miss Uncle?"

"think."

"Where did you think?"

Yaoyao patted her stomach.

Lu Yuan laughed, picked up Yaoyao, and walked towards the old woman with the suitcase.

Lu Jia, Lu Yuan's sister, Lu Yuan likes to call her an old woman in private.

The old woman is 28 years old this year. She has long hair and shawls. She is tall and slender. She has fair skin and long legs.

But it's strange how Lu Yuan thinks it's ugly.

"Old sister, I'm back."

Lu Jia was wearing a brown windbreaker, and took the luggage casually, but said bluntly, "I'm so old, I'll be back when I come back, what are you still doing, get in the car."

"Uncle, gourd!" Yaoyao saw the stitches at the side.

Lu Yuan looked in the direction Yaoyao was pointing at, and just about to speak, he found out of the corner of his eye that his sister was staring at him.

Had to pretend not to hear.

Yaoyao writhed in her arms and howled at the top of her voice, "Uncle, buy it!"

Lu Yuan grabbed her braids, pressed them against her pink ears, and said, "Yaoyao, Uncle will tell you a secret today. Your mother is actually a wolf in sheep's clothing. Do you know that the wolf shows on TV is very fierce and even bites people."

Lu Jia stared, looked at Lu Yuan with an unkind expression, grabbed her daughter, and said softly, "Don't listen to your uncle's nonsense, mother is not a wolf, mother is a little sheep."

Yaoyao didn't listen, she shook her head and yelled: "Gourd, I want a gourd."

Lu Jia coaxed him a few more times, but to no avail.

In the end, she couldn't hold it back anymore, and shouted: "Don't eat sweets, how many times have I said that, eating too much will cause tooth decay."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo', mother"

Xuanwu District, Spring Community, a unit in Building Seven.

"Sister, this house is well decorated."

"That's it. It's been decorated briefly, and it looks much more pleasing to the eye. Here, this is your room."

The house is not small, with three bedrooms and one living room, and my brother-in-law specially reserved one for Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's brother-in-law is a game designer and works in a game company called Ninth City. They are the agency for a game called World of Warcraft that is currently on the market.

Because of work, the family moved to this community for two months, and it was also the first time for Lu Yuan to come here.

Lu Jia spread the bed sheets for Lu Yuan, without turning his head, he said, "By the way, after King Goujian of Yue was finished, didn't you say that you participated in an interview, and I never asked you, what drama is it?"

Thinking of the results of the interview, Lu Yuan looked satisfied: "Young General Yang, this drama is jointly invested by Huayi and Tang Ren, and it is a big production."

"Tang Ren, is that the company that filmed Legend of Sword and Fairy? Is there any Huan in this show? Can I get his photo?"

Before Lu Yuan could answer, she said to herself again: "Hey, the dramas of the Tang Dynasty are all looking for handsome guys. If you are like this, you probably won't be able to play, so what kind of photos do you need? Forget it, you don't have to be sad."

Lu Yuan frowned, what did the old woman say, "Are you kidding me, your brother, me, this height, this appearance, just a mere interview, it's not a matter of minutes."

A smile flashed across Lu Jia's eyes, but it didn't show on his face: "Oh, you can show face like this. Is it possible that our ancestors are short-sighted? I have to ask my father another day, tell me, who are you playing?"

"Yang Qilang!"

"Yang Qilang, the protagonist? Are there many scenes?"

"Not a lot. This is a group portrait show. Siwuliulang aside, the rest is him."

"Then when can I see you embarrassing yourself on TV?" Lu Jia couldn't see her brother's stinky face.

Lu Yuan couldn't take it anymore, it's embarrassing for you, right? He was furious: "You, Lu Jia."

"Ok?"

"You look really good today."

Lu Jia curled her lips, she couldn't believe a word said by the stinky brother, she didn't know his own brother's virtues, and in his heart he was only a ghost if he looked good.

Lu Yuan really didn't want to chat with her, so he looked around: "Where's Yaoyao?"

"Still sulking in the room."

"This little girl has a big temper. I don't know who to learn from. I'll take her down for a walk."

"Go, but you are not allowed to buy sweets for her." Lu Jia urged viciously.

Lu Yuan perfunctory: "Got it, I know it well."

In the bedroom, Zhou Yaoyao sat on the carpet with her little one.

There was also a white cat in front of her, which was being hugged in her arms. The cat was very fat, and she said she was hugging, but in fact she was hugging her neck.

The white cat was on its back, its paws were trembling slightly, its tongue was sticking out, and it didn't dare to move.

Yaoyao frowned, pouted her small mouth, tears hung on her long eyelashes, shining brightly.

Lu Yuan pushed open the bedroom door, threw away the cat, picked her up by pinching her armpit, and said softly: "Yaoyao, let's go, uncle will take you to eat delicious food."

"Uncle, dear."

Lu Yuan moved his face closer and asked with a smile, "Is it better for uncle or mother?"

Tears were still hanging on Yaoyao's face, when she heard her uncle's question, she said without hesitation: "Uncle is good, mother is bad!"

"Hey, she really is my uncle's good niece, let's go."

When the two walked away, the white cat regained its composure, shook its body, meowed, and ran away on tiptoe.

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