Chapter 61 Getting along Pei Yan only has one week's vacation in Beijing.
During this period, she needs to go to the studio to record a variety show and a cultural promotional video about Chinese Kung Fu, and then she has to go to other places to film a TV series.
Sa Risheng, who was going to film on the same crew as Pei Yanjin, also came to Beijing.
It seemed like there was nothing serious, he was just hanging out on vacation.
Pei Yan seemed to know Xiao Sa's itinerary, so he casually asked, "Can I pick you up at the airport?"
Xiao Sa replied, "No, someone picked up."
Pei Yan gave up as soon as he heard someone answered.
For people other than Zhuang Xiao, he was not so enthusiastic and eager, nor was he considerate.
Who will pick up the young prince?
Sarisheng was not so thoughtful and said "someone picked him up."
It was an acquaintance from the banker's class who picked him up to play with him.
Xing Rong also sent Xiao Sa on WeChat: When will you arrive in Beijing?
Will someone pick you up at the airport?
If you can't find a car, I can pick you up.
Then, Sa Risheng replied to him with three words: Arrive tomorrow.
It's really troublesome to meet such a stuffy guy.
Xing Rong held the phone screen, stared at these three words, and pondered for a long time: So, is there someone to pick up your phone or no one to pick you up?
Do you want me to pick you up?
The most important thing is, which company did you buy from?
What is the airline ticket?
Which city are you coming from?
What time and minute is the flight?
Do you think I am a professional fan who squats at the airport to pick you up all year round?
Where can I check your flight?
Every exchange was so ridiculous.
Brother Xing sent a message with eighteen characters, and Xiao Sa replied with two characters.
The number of words that came and went was put together, and a total of twenty words were made up.
In the early morning of the next day, there was another heavy snowfall in the imperial capital.
I'm afraid the heavy snow will not stop.
The weather forecast always cuts off the beginning and ends and only reports the middle value, and does not broadcast the real extreme peak value of the day.
This may be a blizzard.
The flight was delayed again and again, from morning to afternoon.
Finally, the snowplows on the airport runway worked very efficiently and the plane finally landed normally.
However, a large number of passengers were stranded at the airport and unable to get out.
The plan of the trip must have been ruined.
The buddy who had originally made an appointment to pick up Sarisheng in the morning was taken to the studio by the crew to work overtime on the first day.
He couldn't get away, so he had to let him go and let him go.
He took a taxi back by himself.
The taxi stand was so crowded that we couldn't get a taxi until tomorrow morning.
Sarisheng was carrying his large mountaineering bag and looked around the crowd.
He felt bored, unhappy and didn't like it.
This is not a good thing when you enter a big city.
The transportation is very inconvenient.
How can anyone rent a horse or rent a camel?
At this time, he received another WeChat message from Mr.
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Xiao Sa replied: It seems that I am almost here, I am here.
It was a rare occasion that he replied with seven characters and two punctuation marks, setting a new personal record.
Xing Rong looked at this line of words and wanted to complain about the other party: After driving for two hours on the road, I finally arrived at the airport.
You reply to me seven Just one word, it’s not like my hard work was in vain.
Xing Rong said: It can’t be driven anymore.
There is a snow plow in front of me, and the flying snow foam has already covered my front window.
The snow was still falling, and goose feathers were flying all over the sky.
Large and beautiful snowflakes fell from the sky, swirling and flying onto Xiao Sa's face.
His braids quickly turned white.
Xing Rong got off the bus and on the crowded platform, he saw his target at a glance and waved quickly.
Yes, he is the tallest one, with long arms and legs, and the least dressed one.
Among a group of slow-moving "bears" wearing down jackets, there stood a "camel" wearing a leather waistcoat.
Xing Rong did a complete job of disguise.
She used a childhood memory version of the knitted neckband, tightly covering the lower half of her face and neck, and then put on a hat, leaving only one eye exposed.
This guy wearing an orange collar and a light blue pom-pom hat came up to him, and Xiao Sa recognized him as an acquaintance.
Xiao Sa was very happy, showing his big teeth when he smiled.
Then, under the envious eyes of the large group of people waiting for the taxi, this guy happily got into the car with Brother Xing.
Xing Rong asked: "Do you need to carry your luggage?
It's gone?"
Xiao Sa said: "It's gone, just me and a bag."
"I don't have any luggage.
I'll carry you."
Xiao Sa said happily and picked up the pompom on Xing Rong's hat, as if he was carrying Xing Rong along the way.
They drove away from the airport.
However, the day is far from over.
The airport runway is the cleanest, with powerful snowplows working constantly.
There was chaos outside, and the road into the city was paralyzed.
Soon, all lanes were blocked.
There were constant problems with cars.
This one stalled, that one ran out of gas, two more cars were scratched, and another car hit a barrier.
The two of them were stuck on this road and couldn't get out.
At first, they couldn't get out.
When he was bored and complained, he cursed out the window and scolded the person in front of him for being shameless.
Later, Xing Rong leaned on the steering wheel and laughed.
This was really the worst drive in my life.
Why should I come out to pick you up?
Yes, if he hadn't come to pick him up, he would be curled up comfortably on the sofa at home, drinking a cup of hot black tea and reading a plate.
Sa Risheng had just stayed in a hotel or slept on a floor bunk at the airport.
Sarisheng also smiled: "I just said, if you bring a horse, you will be out long ago."
Xing Rong said: "Why don't you go down?
You can walk forward, step on the snow, and come back in half an hour.
I should still be holding on here."
On the way, Xiao Sa got off the car to relieve himself.
He stopped in the holly bushes on the roadside isolation zone.
Looking around, he saw a large row of men peeing there.
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The scale was quite spectacular.
Then Xing Rong got out of the car to relieve himself.
He pulled his hat down and his collar up.
It was the first time in his life that he did such a thing on the street.
It was so uncivilized and I couldn't bear to take it seriously.
Didn't mean to do this.
He stood in the bushes and unzipped his trousers, and looked around fearfully.
He found that everyone was shivering in the cold, lowering their heads to dig out birds, and no one cared to look at him.
He also lowered his head to pick out the birds.
When the cold wind blew, he and the birds shivered wildly, and the birds were also cold.
Back in the car, Xing Rong felt particularly happy and said: "I was halfway through peeing when a very big snowflake floated over and fell on me without warning.
It chilled me.
I shivered and almost peed.
Pants are on” "Haha."
Sa Risheng smiled, imagining the embarrassing and ridiculous scene, a snowflake teasing Rong Rong's bird.
This kind of chat is casual and obscene.
In front of outsiders, he is just pretending, wearing the mask of an idol, like a listless puppet hanging in the hands of others.
Xing Rong said: "If you pee outside in such a cold weather, the water column will freeze in mid-air.
Is there any problem?"
"Yes."
Sarisheng said seriously, "It is true that there is winter on the grassland.
When a column of water comes out, it will freeze, and the chickens on the body will be frozen together, and they will freeze into an icicle."
"What to do next?"
Xing Rong looked at the other party.
"Then, you bend down and break the icicle off the ground, run back with the icicle, go back to the yurt, and warm it against the stove.
When the ice melts, it becomes soft, and you can take it back. ."
Sa Risheng said.
"Just go ahead and pull it off."
Xing Rong laughed, "I'm from the city, so you can continue to pull it off."
"Really, I'm not teasing you city people."
Sa Risheng continued in a serious tone, "The horse's legs were shackled with wind and snow protection, but they didn't work.
The four hooves just froze to the ground.
Then I Just take a shovel and shovel up the horse's hooves early in the winter.
At that time, I went out to kill a sheep, but when I stabbed it, the blood froze in my neck before it could spurt out.
The knife, along with it, was frozen into a lump, and I couldn't pull it out until noon.
When it reached the top, I struggled to pull out the knife. " Ha ha ha ha Xing Rong was lying on the steering wheel.
He was so good at making things up and so damn funny.
Then there was a duet of laughter in the carriage, and Xiao Sa also laughed, with a muffled laugh and a proud smile.
Xing Rong's evaluation concluded: "Baby Sa, you are getting better and better at speaking Mandarin.
Every time I see you, you speak better than last time.
Next time you come to Beijing, you can go to Deyun Club to talk cross talk."
"Do you want to film a movie?
Do you have any lines?"
Sa Risheng said, "I have practiced."
"You have really practiced," Xing Rong praised the other party, "You are much more dedicated than those who read 1234567 in front of the camera."
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"Of course."
Sa Risheng was quite proud of the praise.
Just being stuck in traffic like this doesn't bother me at all, it's quite fun.
The road was crawling forward at a crawling speed.
It was already dark, and they finally passed the toll station and entered the city.
Half of the city was paralyzed, and the traffic jam was so bad that only the highway toll booths were still holding on to their posts in the ice and snow.
Xiao Sa proposed to help Rong Rong drive for a while, so the two of them changed places during the traffic jam.
Xing Rong bent over and stood up, straddling his legs in the direction of the passenger seat, and Xiao Sa moved underneath.
Then, Xing Rong discovered that he had once again made an extremely wrong decision.
He could have driven the car home safely.
He didn't mind lending his car to Sasha.
But let Sarisheng drive Damn, this man's driving skills are far worse than riding a horse.
Damn, this is a road in the city, not a road on the prairie.
Damn, it's still snowing outside.
There's half a foot of snow.
Oh my god, this is crazy.
Even the snow chains couldn't contain the man's wild driving style.
Soon, at the edge of the city, Comrade Xiao Sa drove Xing Rong's car into a ditch on the side of the road.
The last one was very graceful, just like a horse racing a U-turn, causing the car to swing its tail in the middle of the road and then into a ditch.
They both got out of the car, stared at the car stuck on the roadside, and started laughing wildly for a long time.
Because if you don’t smile, you will feel cold.
If you don’t smile while standing in the snow, your cheeks will freeze quickly.
When you smile, you will feel warm and your whole body will be warm.
Their car was not alone.
There were many cars parked in circles on the roadside that had broken down for various reasons.
Sarisheng rolled up his sleeves and tried it.
It was impossible for one person to push the car out, so they had no choice but to abandon the car and leave.
The snowflakes quickly turned Xiao Sa's hair and eyebrows white.
Brother Xing stretched out his hand and rubbed the snowflakes away with his palm.
Xiao Sa's hair became wet, and a strand of hair hung down.
The wet hair made his face look more vivid.
His face was white from the cold, his nose was red, but his eyes were very bright.
After trudging through the snow, they found a hotel within walking distance.
Before going in, Xing Rong thought for a moment and said, "You go to the front desk to open a room, and I'll sneak in through the back door."
Xiao Sa nodded.
Xing Rong was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, so he explained: "Don't mind.
I'm afraid that I'll be recognized and get into trouble, and I'll implicate you.
This is not good.
You can only go in first and use your ID to book a room.
I'll slip in.
I'll pay."
Xiao Sa said: "You don't have to pay."
The hotel was a temporary shelter, where many people came from the airport with their luggage.
Xiao Sa only booked a small room.
Twenty minutes later, Xing Rong sneaked into the hotel with his neck covered, carrying a package of restaurant takeout.
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The two met at the door of the bathroom in the lobby, as if they were working underground, and then quietly sneaked into the room upstairs.
Cold, hungry, and exhausted, I opened the room just to eat and sleep.
I had no other thoughts.
My biggest thought was to throw myself on the big bed with the heater in my arms.
Sarisheng went in to take a shower and changed into a shirt when he came out.
Xing Rong finally found the bracelet he made on the other person's left wrist.
"I thought you had thrown it away."
Xing Rong was surprised.
"It's not broken, why throw it away?"
Sa Risheng was very honest.
Along the way, he had been observing Xiao Sa's wrist.
He looked at his left hand and his right hand, but could not see the red crystal bracelet.
He didn't ask either.
It doesn't matter, if you don't have it, it's gone.
I don't expect the other party to take this little thing seriously.
It turned out to be tucked into his sleeve, but he didn't see it.
"Thank you for not taking it personally."
Xing Rong smiled.
"Why do you dislike it?"
Xiao Sa also didn't understand.
This person is straight-minded and doesn't know how to beat around the bush.
Xing Rong waved his hand and said no more explanations.
He was so exhausted that he went to sleep.
Enjoying the warmth of a room on a snowy day, the two of them each got into a bed and fell asleep under the big quilt.
Xing Rong ignored the text messages and phone calls from his agent and assistant, turned off his phone and disappeared.
It's nice to have a half-day of free time in Fusheng, and ignore the crow of cocks and dogs.
On the other side of the city, Pei Yan put snow chains on the tires of the car and went out.
It had been snowing for several days in a row, and he suddenly thought that he should go and visit the old man with a bad temper.
The roads were blocked due to heavy snow.
Zhuang Xiao was like his father, with inconvenient legs and feet, and no one around to take care of him.
Especially If you can’t eat, then you’ll be hungry again.
There are trucks that spread salt and snow on the roads in the city.
The roads are passable but very muddy and congested.
He drove for a while, but if it didn't work, he might as well take the subway instead.
When I arrived at the subway station, I took a look.
He couldn't even see the huge crowd of zombies rushing towards the end of the world.
He couldn't even see the entrance to the station.
The entrance to the street was so blocked that he couldn't even get down the steps. .
Pei Yan turned around and left.
I'd better just drive.
He drove to that community when it was getting dark in the evening, and purposely went to a nearby supermarket to buy groceries first.
The supermarket also felt like it had been robbed by a zombie siege, with many shelves empty.
He grabbed a large box of mineral water, as well as bread, semi-finished products and instant noodles.
The old guy probably wouldn't be able to make anything too delicate, so he just bought what was easiest to fill his stomach.
He squatted on the ground and dug out the last box of mineral water from the inside of the shelf.
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There was an older brother squatting next to him, who was ready to snatch the box of mineral water from him.
The guy stared at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say: "Hello, sir, you look familiar.
Who are you?
You were on the satellite TV program last weekend, right?"
"Does it look like it?"
Pei Yan hummed, and continued to stretch out his arm to pull the box of water out, "It looks really similar."
"That's it."
The passerby smiled at him, "Even if it's snowing, you still go out to buy groceries."
"Yeah, buy groceries.
If you don't buy groceries, what will you eat?"
Pei Yan said.
"I thought you would never go out to buy groceries.
If you order takeout, let your assistant take care of it.
It must be from a five-star hotel," said a passerby.
Pei Yan almost told the other party that I came out to engage in social practice in my senior year, and I came to this supermarket to do social research.
I think it's too ridiculous.
Stop pretending to be young.
It's been two years since you graduated from college.
"The weather is bad, so I went out to do social work, volunteer work, care for the elderly, and show love to the lonely elderly people."
He said that he felt happy.
How noble, even if it is mixed with some important personal emotions.
He signed autographs for a few passers-by who liked him, but I don’t know if these people have since become fans of him.
Some people wanted to take pictures of him, but he quickly said, "Don't take pictures if I dress like this and it will affect my image."
Then he ran away with a cart of mineral water and instant noodles.
Before checking out, I also picked up a bag of large steamed buns freshly made and sold in the store.
Snowflakes were flying, and the alleys were covered with thick snow.
When weather like this comes out, I really just have some motivation and feelings in my heart.
The door of Uncle Zhuang's house was not locked.
He carried his things and went in as soon as he opened the door.
Things were piled on the dining table, and after stepping on some messy cardboard boxes and packaging on the floor, I entered the bedroom and found someone.
The old man seems to be well and at leisure.
Uncle Zhuang was sitting alone in front of the window, his outline was just a slightly swaying black silhouette, muttering softly, rummaging through the contents of the box.
"Hey, uncle, I bought you some food.
Are you hungry?
I can't buy you anything."
Pei Yan stood at the door of the room.
"Eat."
Uncle Zhuang looked up at him and confirmed that it was the boy named Pei.
His eyes immediately lit up, "Cake."
"Ah" Pei Yan was stunned, "Are you still thinking about the cake?"
"Ah."
Zhuang Wenlong stared at him and nodded, "I'm thinking about the cake."
"Last time, all the food your son bought for you was eaten," Pei Yan asked.
It's the Year of the Monkey and the Horse is menstrual.
When Uncle Zhuang mentioned his favorite food, he was not confused at all and gave him a look like "You kid, don't coax me."
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"I'll go."
Pei Yan laughed out loud, "Hey, if you were worried about that cake, you should have told me earlier.
If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't carry anything else.
I would just buy that cake.
I also carried a bunch of them, which made me tired.
Just wait, I still have a lot of stuff downstairs that I haven’t loaded up yet.”
Uncle Zhuang froze in front of the window, staring at Pei Yan's back as he turned around and hurried out.
I never expected that Mr.
Pei would come.
No one would come to visit him, except for the nanny his son hired for him, who came three times a week.
Who else would come.
The nanny was an aunt in her fifties from a nearby household.
She worked as a housekeeper and came over several times a week to clean him and make some food.
Uncle Zhuang probably had a very bad attitude toward the nanny, and she was annoyed by her, so he just wanted to make sure that the old man didn't starve to death.
Pei Yan went downstairs again and brought up boxes of mineral water and instant noodles.
There was no place to put them, so he piled them all under the dining table.
Uncle Zhuang staggered out of the room, his sluggish mind seemed to suddenly get stuck somewhere, and he figured out who the person was.
"You, Pei Pei, who are you from Jiahuang?"
Uncle Zhuang stared at him.
"Who am I Jiahuang?
What are you doing?"
Pei Yan gasped and straightened up.
"I don't want your things, take them away, take them away."
Uncle Zhuang waved his hands irritably, and he had to preserve his moral integrity in front of food.
"You told me to take it away and I moved it up," Pei Yan said.
"To harm me, Zhang asked you to harm me.
He asked you to buy it."
Uncle Zhuang's eyes darkened.
"Forget it, Zhang Shaochi didn't let me come, he didn't buy you anything to eat, you think he's stingy for doing charity work."
Pei Yan replied, watching Uncle Zhuang rushing towards him lamely.
He came over, as if he wanted to throw something, roll up his sleeves and start a fight with him.
"Stop for me "How dare you come?"
Pei Yan raised his finger and pointed at the other party, as if using a immobilization technique, directly locking his uncle in the middle of the room.
"How come you don't do this to me?
I'm telling you clearly that your method of beating and scolding can only be used against your own son, because he never fights back every time.
This is a bad habit he's used to.
Don't use this trick against me, your uncle, I will definitely give it back."
Pei Yan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the veins on his forearms: "I'm afraid of you."
"Do you need weapons?"
"Here, use this to beat me."
He picked up a baguette from the pile of bread on the table and threw it to the other party, "You are old, I will let you go and I will be empty-handed.
Do you think you have the slightest bit of strength?"
I hope you can beat me.
Later I will beat you to the point where you are rolling on your knees begging for mercy, or I will push you into the bathroom and hold you on the toilet.
Don't be embarrassed. " Pei Yan shook his shoulders and moved his neck joints.
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He can make his joints click.
Then, he put on an Israeli martial arts stance and hooked his opponent: Come on, fight. "" Uncle Zhuang was really stunned.
When he was tormenting his son before, he never met such a boy who could talk back and provoke him, and who dared to fight back.
Uncle Zhuang was still holding a baguette in his hand.
The old man lowered his head and pinched it, smelled it, and frowned: "This doesn't taste good, it's too hard, it bites your teeth, and you can't bite it."
"There are a lot of things that are too hard.
I bought soft ones for you, so you can eat the soft ones."
Pei Yan said.
"It's hard, I don't like it," Uncle Zhuang said, throwing the baguette back.
Pei Yan sneered in her heart.
The old man was not stupid.
He was afraid of being beaten and losing face.
He actually found the steps for himself and slipped down.
What a coward.
"There is snow on the stairs, and the snow footprints are very slippery."
Pei Yan complained while cleaning up in the living room.
Anyway, this work cannot be done in vain.
He must complain about the hard work and please the good boy.
"There is a corner on the stairs.
I slipped a lot and my waist was stretched out.
My waist is almost useless.
It’s almost the same as your son’s waist.”
Uncle Zhuang bent over and looked under the table to see if there was anything to eat.
Pei Yan placed the newly released hot steamed buns and a few packs of pickled mustard on the table: "You can just eat it.
I often eat steamed buns instead of pickled mustard on the set."
Uncle Zhuang was really hungry, so he started eating steamed buns and pickled vegetables with big mouthfuls.
"Okay, if you like it, you can eat it, and if you like it, it's okay."
Pei Yan said, "It's so snowy outside, and all the takeaways have gone home to rest, so you can only eat steamed buns and noodles."
There was half a barrel of oil next to the stove in the kitchen, so he thought: "Should we eat fried steamed buns?
I actually like fried steamed buns.
My mother always gave me fried steamed buns when I was a child.
They are so delicious.
Do you want them?"
Uncle Zhuang was quite interested and nodded: "Yes."
Uncle Pei then took off his down jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and poured oil into the pot.
I also beat a few eggs, wrapped the steamed bun slices with egg liquid, and fried them.
This is why Zhuang Xiao's father can make him so diligent.
If his Brother Xiao hadn't broken up with him, the two of them must have met their parents and got approval from both sides, and they were officially together.
Isn't the person in front of him his father-in-law?
My father-in-law has such a bad character, why should I complain?
I just serve him with a smile.
The aroma of fried egg and steamed bun slices came from the kitchen, and the smell of human fireworks.
"Okay."
Uncle Zhuang was lingering at the door of the kitchen.
His arrogance was gone and he was still looking at Pei Yan.
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"What's good about it?"
Pei Yan asked, "You want to praise me for being good?"
The old man snorted.
Pei Yan just has nothing to say.
When he wants to curry favor with someone, he is very eloquent.
He felt that the other party was quite unlucky and pitiful.
Furthermore, the mentality of loving the house and the bird is so cheap.
"If you want to praise me, just say so.
Praise me more.
I really like to hear good things.
Especially next time your son calls you from overseas to ask about what you ate and whether it was delicious.
Remember to mention me.
Please remember your name.
My surname is Pei Mingyan, and my courtesy name is Handsome.
You must say that I bought you steamed buns and pickled mustard.
I even cooked and fried the steamed bun slices for you, and they were very delicious." gd1806102: