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After dinner, Xu Bai and Fu Xitang sat in the living room, watching fish farming on the agriculture channel, and listening to Fu Xitang tell a story from many, many years ago.
At that time, Miss Hu San was still a girl of 17 or 18 years old. The winter in Peking was even colder than now, and it was heart-breakingly cold.
"The Hu family was originally a wealthy family, but the war outside destroyed the Hu family's goods. Hu Tao's father failed in business and became addicted to cigarettes, so he sent his daughter to me, hoping to start a new career."
Fu Xitang¡¯s voice was cold and distant, reminiscent of glazed tiles on a moonlit night. Tonight, there seems to be another layer of white frost on the tiles.
Xu Bai thought about it carefully and understood what "send your daughter to me" meant. He hesitated and asked, "What about Mrs. Hu?"
"She was my aunt, and she passed away very early. Anyway, I took her in later and let her stay in the Liyuan in the name of studying opera. The talk of marriage was just a lie."
Hearing this, Xu Bai suddenly felt a little happy. That little bit of happiness was like bubbles of coke, rising up one by one. It's small, but there is still sound if you listen carefully.
The idol is indeed kind-hearted, cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Xu Bai thought so.
At this time, the fishermen on TV had a good harvest. Once the net is taken down, all the white fish are big fish, flapping about to jump out, full of energy.
Xu Bai likes to see this kind of harvest scene the most. The joy of the working people seems to come to his face through the screen. Especially when the combine harvester drives through the rice fields, the rice is neatly cut, which is very refreshing.
Seeing the fisherman uncle starting to return to the sea, Xu Bai, whose curiosity gradually returned, remembered the gossip again and asked: "Then why did Miss Hu San marry Qu Li?"
At this time, Xu Bai asked with a dispensable mentality of listening to the story. It seemed that after knowing that Fu Xitang and Hu Tao had nothing to do with each other, he relaxed a lot. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, hugging the pillow, and his laziness seeped out of his bones again.
Fu Xitang said: "They are in free love."
Xu Bai nodded and rested his chin on the pillow, "Isn't free love a very fashionable thing in that era?"
"yes."
"Did Qu Li deliberately seek trouble because of the rumors outside?"
But Fu Xitang shook his head and said, "No."
Xu Bai was confused, "What's the reason?"
Fu Xitang: "Because he is tired of living."
Xu Bai: ""
Did Mr. Fu just make a joke? Was it a joke?
Seeing Xu Baiwei's surprised expression, Fu Xitang glanced at the lively fish on the TV and said, "I have the love token he gave to Hu Tao."
"A token of love?" Xu Bai couldn't understand why the young couple's token of love was in Mr. Fu's place. Doesn't Mr. Fu dislike Miss Hu San?
etc.
Xu Bai suddenly remembered what Fu Xitang said to Qu Li that night. What Qu Li wanted should be the so-called love token. And this thing was lost to Fu Xitang by Miss Hu San at the card table.
"That thing was very important to me, but by chance it fell into Qu Li's hands, and he gave it to Hu Tao. Hu Tao knew its importance, so he took the opportunity to return it to me." Fu Xitang said.
Xu Bai couldn't help but ask: "What on earth is that?"
But Fu Xitang did not answer any more. He stood up slowly, took one last look at the fishermen who had a good harvest, and said, "The fish are finished, go to bed early."
Then he walked past Xu Bai and stretched out his hand to rub his heart.
That slight touch passed by in a flash.
Xu Bai touched his hair, feeling a little overwhelmed, but Coke was popping out again.
Xu Bai suffered from insomnia and didn¡¯t sleep well all night.
As a result, the next day he looked at the dark circles on both sides of his eyes in annoyance and thought about how to buy a good deal with Sister Mo later. When he opened the door, he found that the model airplane confiscated by Mr. Fu was spinning in front of his door. Son.
This is a model of a helicopter. The fuselage is still as chubby as a pufferfish, and the propellers on it are like the bamboo dragonfly above Doraemon's head.
Xu Bai has always been curious about how someone as noble and elegant as Mr. Fu could make such a cute model.
The plane flew around Xu Bai and then stopped in his palm.
Xu Bai was just wondering when he saw something seemed to be placed in the cabin. He took it out and found a piece of paper with the familiar pen writing on it¡ª¡ª?Yao Yao thanked Xu Bai in a low voice. She noticed the looks some people looked over. Xu Bai blocked her drink. Some people just liked to think nonsense.
Xu Bai shrugged and said, "You should thank Gu Di. He secretly added a lot of water to my wine bottle. His movements were quick and covert. You can tell he has practiced it."
On the other side, Gu Di made an okay gesture, making Yao Yao burst into laughter.
"When you leave, we will be the only two brothers in need." Gu Di joked.
Yao Yao walked over and said mysteriously: "I heard that Director Yao's wife bought three more bags today."
"No way" Xu Bai and Gu Di said in unison. This is too bad. Every time Mrs. Yao buys a bag, Director Yao will turn into a mobile volcano and erupt at any time. However, Mrs. Yao especially likes to buy bags, and she always comes there two or three times a month.
"By the way, how is the big boss next door?" Yao Yao did not forget the gossip before leaving. She could never forget Fu Xitang's face after that shocking glimpse that day, but it was a pity that she had not been able to see it for a second time until now.
Gu Di was also very curious and said: "This is the first time I have seen someone who is so delicate and handsome, and not feminine at all. That aura is so awesome. If I want to play a domineering president next time, I have to refer to it." That kind."
Hearing what he said, Xu Bai looked at Yourong and said, "Mr. Fu has gone out. I don't know when he will come back."
"That's it." Yao Yao was inevitably a little disappointed, and then asked: "Do you have a photo of him? Send me one."
"No." Xu Bai refused simply, and finally added: "That's my boss. How dare I take photos of him casually and expect to make a fortune from all over the world."
Yao Yao smiled and stopped asking.
After eating, everyone walked out one after another. The crew went to check out, and when they looked at the price at the counter, they were stunned - it wasn't that the price was too high, but that the price was much less than they originally expected.
"Did you make a miscalculation?" They were not willing to take advantage of this, and it would be troublesome if someone made up dirt later on.
But the cashier smiled and shook his head and said, "There is no miscalculation. This is the number after a 50% discount. Please don't worry."
"50% off?! Is your store offering a big discount?"
"No. Mr. Xu is a valued customer of our store. According to regulations, he needs to get a 50% discount."
The crew members were stunned, "Mr. Xu?"
The cashier smiled and gestured to the door. They turned around and saw Xu Bai's slender figure walking out of the restaurant.
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The first day Mr. Fu left, I missed him.
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