Husband, Please Stop Flirting

No matter how noisy the Internet was, Feng ChuChu and Andy, the parties, were not affected.

The two walked hand in hand in the street and immediately attracted the attention of many people. They all praised the beautiful wind and Andy's lovely appearance.

This time, Feng ChuChu and Andy didn't wear sunglasses. Everyone just thought Feng ChuChu looked familiar.

"Mom, what's that?" Andy asked, pointing to an old sugar blower.

"That's a sugar man. Does Andy want it?" Feng ChuChu asked. It's a small stall, and the old man's clothes are a little ragged. Although it's not hot or cold in spring, it's still uncomfortable to watch such an old man sitting on the street blowing sugar people.

"Yes," Andy said excitedly.

Feng ChuChu took Andy's hand and walked over. "Grandpa, can you help my son blow a sugar man?"

The old man smiled shyly and wiped his rough hands with a white towel on the table

Feng ChuChu translated it for Andy. Andy thought about the cartoon he had seen. With an excited face, he said "damage Wu Kong" in impure Chinese

The old man looked at Andy blankly, as if thinking about what Andy meant.

"He said he wanted the monkey king," Feng ChuChu said with a smile.

The old man smiled with some sugar on his hand. He pulled out a sugar ball from the box, rubbed it on his hand, then pinched a small corner and pointed to Andy.

Andy looked at the old man puzzled, and the sugar ball?

The wind pushes Andy forward and "blow that little pull"

Andy hesitated to bite the little tug. As a result, the taste of the sugar ball was surprisingly good. Andy chewed it directly in his mouth. Grandpa looked at Andy helplessly.

The wind clearly patted Andy's small head "let you blow, not let you eat"

Andy looked at the wind wrongly. It was really delicious. This time Andy didn't bite off the sugar and blew it seriously.

After a while, the sugar man slowly changed from the old man's hand into a monkey king with a golden cudgel. Seeing that it was about to take shape, Andy was out of breath. His little face turned red and looked at the wind clearly "Mom, tired"

"Good, Andy, hold on a little longer and it'll be right away." Feng ChuChu comforted.

Andy pouted, bit the sugar again and blew it. Fortunately, the old man's craftsmanship was good. He didn't let the sugar man hold it down because of Andy's interruption.

When he finally took shape, Andy looked excitedly at the Tang man in his hand. This is his own "Mom, look, monkey"

"Girl, I'll blow one for you," the old man said with a smile.

"No" Feng ChuChu declined and took out his wallet to give the old man money.

"I gave this to you. I don't charge you." the old man's grandson was seriously ill and his family's savings had been spent, so the old man came out to set up a stall.

"Mom, what does grandpa mean," Andy said, shaking his windy arm.

"Grandpa asked me to play one, and he didn't charge me any money."

Andy was very excited when he heard it. "Mom, blow one more, blow one more"

Finally, under the persuasion of old Andy, Feng ChuChu blew a pig Bajie. When he left, Andy gave the old man a Buddha bead. Cheng Ziyu gave it to Andy. Feng ChuChu didn't know the specific value, but there were tens of thousands. Since Andy wanted to send it, Feng ChuChu wouldn't say anything more.

The old man smiled and took it away. He thought it was just an ordinary bead, which was not worth a lot of money. As a result, his daughter who worked in the jewelry store confirmed it again and again and said, "this bead was opened by a virtuous monk, and it was made of good Zen wood, worth hundreds of thousands."

Grandpa was so frightened that the next day he hurriedly took the bead and wanted to return it to Feng ChuChu. Although he needed money very much, he couldn't accept such a gift that the other party didn't know.

"Old man, this is from my son. We can't come back," Feng ChuChu said with a smile.

"But it's too expensive," the old man said quickly.

Feng clearly touched Andy's head. "Old man, well, you teach Andy to blow the sugar man. This Buddha bead is our tuition."

"But this..."

"Come to Andy and call the master," Feng ChuChu said to Andy in Chinese, holding Andy's small hand.

"Master" Andy didn't understand what he meant, but he still called master skillfully. The old man's eyes turned red in an instant.

After going back last night, Andy quarreled to learn from the sugar man. Feng ChuChu thought that it would be inconvenient to take Andy with him because he wanted to find Si Yeqing, so he wanted Andy not to follow the old man to learn to blow the sugar man.

Of course, the identity of the old man was also clearly checked by the wind.

"The old man, you go to my teaching Andy bar. You only need to come every morning, and I can pay you another reward," Feng ChuChu said.

The old man quickly waved his hand "no, no, the Buddha beads are valuable enough" with this help, his grandson's disease can certainly be cured.

"Old man, you don't have to refuse. Let's start today."

With that, Feng ChuChu picked up some of the old man's tools, and Andy helped him. The old man stood up flattered. It seems that he has met a noble man.

Opposite the old man's stall is a high-end restaurant. The louver is wearing a suit and sitting by the window on the second floor. In five years, it is enough for a boy to mature quickly. At this moment, the louver is full of cold temperament.

He looked out of the window. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He seemed to see the wind just now. In a blink of an eye, the kung fu man disappeared.

"Bai Dong, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Xiaoya asked softly. In five years, Zhang Xiaoya looked more charming.

"Nothing," said the shutter indifferently. He quickly adjusted his state. That person can't be sister ChuChu. Sister ChuChu has been dead for more than five years.

The old man is arranged by Feng ChuChu in her hotel. There is a bodyguard with the old man and Andy. Feng ChuChu can find Si Yeqing at ease.

After processing the documents, Si Yeqing inadvertently saw the picture of the headline in the lower right corner of the computer. It was a mother and son with sunglasses.

Si Yeqing opened the headlines and first popped up a video in which the young mother held her child and looked at the reporters impatiently.

When the young mother took off the sunglasses, Si Yeqing's heart suddenly stopped beating. His eyes were red and looked at the young mother in the video. She would not be wrong. She was clear, clear back, clear back.

Kim knocked on the door of Si Yeqing's office and came in. "President, I'm going to meet Miss Cora of the Phoenix family at 1:00 this afternoon to discuss cooperation."

"Give me a push!" Si Yeqing said without thinking.

"Ah, that's the Phoenix family..." Jin Lai said incredulously.

"I said push and push, and immediately check the whereabouts of the wind for me." Si Yeqing said irresistibly.