Special troubles of rebirth

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, a drizzle began to fall in the sky, and Wang Yu remembered that Tomb-Sweeping Day was coming soon.

"Dad, I'll go back this weekend."

Wang Yu called Wang Xuehua on the way to Chedun Film and Television Base: "When I saw the light rain, I remembered that the Qingming Festival was about to be held to worship ancestors."

"Do you know why your mother and I didn't mention this in your villa that day?"

".?"

Wang Yu didn't understand what his father meant for a while.

"Your mother wants a bowl of water to be balanced, but can this matter be balanced?"

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Only then did Wang Yu understand, and then there was an embarrassing group of people.

"It's up to you to decide how to arrange it. Just don't make the ancestors uneasy!"

Wang Xuehua sighed on the other end of the phone: "What a sin! After giving birth to such a son, I have to worship my ancestors in batches!"

What could Wang Yu say, there was only silence.

After his father hung up the phone, he thought for a moment, and then said to Da Shuang on the passenger seat: "Qingming Festival is coming soon, you guys go home to worship your ancestors tomorrow. Come back as soon as possible, I want to go home to worship too." Ancestor’s.”

Just as Da Shuang was about to say something, Xiao Shuang, who was driving, immediately replied to Wang Yu before her sister: "Okay boss, we will fly back tomorrow and try to come back the day after tomorrow."

Wang Yu nodded, calculated the time in his mind, and then called Dai Rong: "Come with me back to my hometown to worship my ancestors this Saturday."

Dai Rong naturally agreed immediately. After hesitating for a moment, he added: "I'll take Misha with me."

Wang Yu smacked his lips: "You should protect her, okay!"

Ten minutes after hanging up the phone, Wang Yu called Wei Yutong again: "When will you worship your ancestors this year?"

There was a hint of surprise in Wei Yutong's tone on the phone, but it was suppressed very well: "It should be this weekend. Grandpa and grandma and I will go back to the capital together and return to the Magic City on Monday."

"Then you accompany me back to my hometown to worship my ancestors on Tuesday!"

"Ok!"

Wei Yutong suddenly became well-behaved on the phone and did not ask Dai Rong or mention Qin Shiyu.

Minhang is next to Songjiang. After making two phone calls, the car arrived at Chedun Film and Television Base. Song Yunfeng's restaurant was not inside, so it was particularly conspicuous and could be seen from afar.

"It's still early. We'll park the car in a while and you can go shopping inside."

Wang Yu got off the car at the door of the restaurant and walked in directly.

"Xiao Shuang, you just..."

"Sister, I know you want to go home on vacation while your boss goes back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, but are you stupid?"

Xiaoshuang's "hating that iron cannot become steel" taught Dashuang: "Let's go back early to worship our ancestors. If we rush back, we can accompany our boss to worship our ancestors together. Do you understand?"

Dashuang was dumbfounded by his sister's imagination.

"Hehe. Am I smart?"

Dashuang covered his face, feeling quite embarrassed: "Your little idea is self-hypnosis, is it useful?"

Xiaoshuang looked at her sister with disdain and said, "Who do you think is the person who has been with the boss the longest now?"

Da Shuang hesitated for a moment, and according to Xiao Shuang's logic, it was correct. She and her sister had spent the longest time with Wang Yu, even Dai Rong and Wei Yutong couldn't compare!

He didn't even know that his two bodyguards were discussing this matter. From the moment he stepped into this "Longmen Restaurant", Wang Yu was attracted by the strong sense of déjà vu from film and television dramas, which gave him a vague sense of familiarity.

"How's it going? Does it feel familiar?"

Song Yunfeng was holding his arms on the railing on the second floor, Jiang Weilin was standing behind with his arms, and Bao Yaozong was leaning on the wall behind him with a cigarette in his mouth.

"hiss"

Wang Yu smacked his lips and thought hard. He always felt that the name was looming, but he couldn't catch it.

Song Yunfeng stood up on the second floor, clapped his hands twice, and then the curtain behind the counter was opened, and a woman with a smoky look walked out.

The landlady looked at Wang Yu with a smile and said, "There's going to be wind and sand outside. Can you please stay at the hotel?"

"Damn, gold inlaid with jade, "New Dragon Gate Inn"!"

"Hahaha, do you remember?"

Amid laughter, Song Yunfeng, Jiang Weilin and Bao Yaozong walked down from the second floor: "How about it, I restored it one to one!"

"Okay, Old Song!"

Wang Yu glanced at the decorations in the store, and then looked at the "gold-inlaid jade" in cloth clothes and skirts, sitting cross-legged on the counter: "You guys have finally figured it out, business in this place will not be bad!"

"Tonight let's have a big bowl of wine and eat a big piece of meat!"

Song Yunfeng turned to "Jin Xiangyu" and said, "Shopkeeper, how is the roasted whole lamb?"

"Jin Xiangyu" smiled charmingly: "Sir, it has been roasting for a long time. It will be served before it gets dark!"

"Where did you dig this seedling?"

Wang Yu clicked on "Gold inlaid with Jade" and said: "I have a good foundation. I will be more outstanding in costume dramas!"

"Zitong, did you hear that, the big boss behind Guoke Entertainment has taken a fancy to you? If you toast a few more bowls of wine tonight, it depends on your ability whether you can get the role!"

After saying that, he introduced to Wang Yu: "He Zitong, a junior in the Department of Acting, majored in majors, just signed a few days ago!"

Speaking of going to the theater, Wang Yu suddenly thought of Wan Qian and wondered if she had gone to see Wu Ziyi.

He was distracted for a moment and didn't notice the surprise flashing across He Zitong's face.

It was still early, so the four of them sat down at a low table in the middle of the ground floor, drinking tea from old-fashioned kettles and pottery bowls. There were three plates in the middle of the table, filled with peanuts and fennel. Bean, dried tea.

"There's a play in there that hasn't been staged yet. It'll be over soon and there will be a few people coming over. It's too late to change costumes. Please forgive me!"

"Damn, you didn't tell me earlier!"

Bao Yaozong laughed at the side and said: "If I had known, I would have changed into ancient costumes!"

Jiang Weilin saw Bao Yaozong's gaze and waved his hand quickly: "I can't wear ancient clothes, so don't look at me!"

Wang Yu shrugged his shoulders: "With my appearance, if I change into ancient costume, I will definitely look like a villain!"

"Hahaha"

Bao Yaozong laughed loudly and put a hand on Wang Yu's shoulder: "The villain in "New Longmen Inn"."

Song Yunfeng and Jiang Weilin also laughed. Yes, the villains in this drama are all eunuchs!

I don't know when it started, but the drizzle outside began to get heavier, and water began to drip from the eaves. The two sisters ran into the restaurant in embarrassment, covering their heads with their small hands.

Song Yunfeng and several others knew both of them, and immediately asked He Zitong to take them to the back to wipe them with a dry towel.

Less than half a minute after Xiaoshuang entered, there was a sound of chirping outside the door, and then a group of girls in period costumes rushed in.

Behind him were two middle-aged men, who took the lead to walk to Song Yunfeng's table.

"Mr. Song, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, so we have to close the stall in advance!"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a beard on his chin. He smiled at Song Yunfeng and said: "Luo Hao has brought them here. If there is nothing else, we will go back first. The minibus of the production team is in the parking lot. , if you want to go back later, you can go directly there to get on the bus.”