Hi wife!

The woman in front of him was very tall, standing in front of Fu Xia wearing high heels, she was about a head taller.

Fu Xia stared at the woman in front of her for a moment, then suddenly realized that she was still recording, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Han Zhi, long time no see, it's been a long time since we last met, right?"

As he said that, Fu Xia naturally took Han Zhi's suitcase, arm in arm with her and said, "I'm here to pick you up, you got up early today."

Han Zhi saw Fu Xia making a show in front of the camera, couldn't help but nodded with red lips, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I'm surprised, it's me who came to this show."

Fu Xia didn't speak, just took her hand and went to the parking lot.

Han Zhi is not a very famous entertainer, her reputation is probably only second-tier. Later, because of dating a rich man, she ended her acting career and became her rich wife.

Fu Xia also came from the second tier. At that time, she had a really good relationship with this Mrs. Han. After all, there were a lot of artists in the second and third tiers. The most depressing time was when hundreds of people squeezed their heads to audition for a new role. , and at that time Han Zhi and Fu Xia belonged to the same company, so they would meet each other wherever they went.

It's just that it's been almost three or four years since Han Zhiyin retired. Fu Xia didn't understand why she suddenly started to appear in front of the world, and the first one to appear in front of her was herself.

To be honest, Fu Xia didn't like Han Zhi. Some very unpleasant things happened to the two of them back then, and they were very tense in the company. It was not until Han Zhi got married that Fu Xia completely let go of that matter.

But now...

Fu Xia looked through the rearview mirror at the woman sitting in the back row who was fixing her makeup. Han Zhi took off her sunglasses and hat when she got into the car. Looking up at the rearview mirror, he met Fu Xia's eyes.

Seeing the eye contact between the two, Director Xu couldn't help but said, "Have you two not seen each other for a long time?"

"Yes," Han Zhi said with a smile, "Xiao Xia and I haven't seen each other for many years, and Xiao Xia is still as immature as a few years ago."

Fu Xia narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Yes, after all, I'm only 21 this year."

Han Zhi didn't feel embarrassed, and put away her things with a chuckle: "I really envy you young people, you can do whatever you want, unlike me, I don't have much fun every day except making money."

Fu Xia smiled and said, "How could it be, did Ning Jie give birth to a child?"

Han Zhi: "No, we're both too busy, it's too early to have a baby."

Fu Xia said: "It's getting late, a woman has no capital once she turns 30. Counting the days now, you've already passed it for several years, and you can't make enough money. Sister Ning, you have to hurry up and have a child. I'm still waiting to be a godmother."

Han Zhi: "...hehe, doesn't Xiaoxia dislike children?"

Fu Xia: "I don't like my own children, but I will definitely like sister Ning's children."

Han Zhi hugged her chest without getting angry, touched the corners of her lips and smiled, "Okay, when I'm pregnant, I'll be the first to let you know."

After finishing this general conversation, neither of them said anything for an hour along the way. Director Xu also felt a little embarrassed, and wanted Fu Xia to say a few more words, but Fu Xia yelled, "Don't be distracted while driving, I've been driving for a long time." Don't fly out without driving' as an excuse, refusing to talk.

Director Xu had no choice but to chat with Han Zhi. Fortunately, although Han Zhi had left the showbiz for several years, he still had a good sense of camera. He chatted with Director Xu about the weather, celebrities, home, and Talking about life, we talked all the way to the downstairs of Fu Xia's house.

Fu Xia packed her things and saw that the car behind her was also coming. She greeted Director Xu and went to the car behind to knock on the window.

Zhou Wen got out of the car, pulled Fu Xia into the back of the car, and said to Fu Xia: "I know what you want to say, it's too late to say anything now, it's not that I won't tell you, it's because I'm afraid I will tell you You don’t want to continue filming afterwards.”

Fu Xia said: "I'd rather pull the water tank than go on a variety show with this woman!"

Zhou Wen covered her mouth to make her voice quieter, and said to her: "There is nothing you can do now, right? Are you not an actor? It's not difficult for you to act for one day, right?"

Fu Xia pulled Zhou Wen's hand and said angrily, "That won't work either."

Zhou Wen paused, and pulled Fu Xia over to draw a number in front of her: "I can get this number after the filming."

Fu Xia was silent for a long time, and pressed Zhou Wen's hand down: "Just act, act, whoever is afraid of whom."

With that said, Fu Xia took out a bottle of pure water from Zhou Wen's bag, walked to her car and said to Han Zhi, "Look, I didn't buy you any water when you got off the plane. You're thirsty, drink some water." , from here is my home."

Han Zhi took Fu Xia's water and didn't drink it, but said with a smile: "This neighborhood is nice, when did you buy it?"

Fu Xia said, "I bought it a long time ago."

Han Zhi smiled and went upstairs with her.

It's all here, and Fu Xia has no way to stuff people back on the plane, so he can only entertain them well according to the previous plan.

Fu Xia made a cup of coffee for Han Zhi and poured himself a cup of cold-brewed tea. The two discussed the steps of making cold-brewed tea. After chatting, it was eleven o'clock. Fu Xia got up to prepare lunch. Zhi followed her with her coffee in her arms to see how she planned to cook.

Facts have proved that Cheng Wanyu's teaching is still very useful. Fu Xia first took out half a chicken from the refrigerator, cut it into pieces and threw it into the pressure cooker with ginger cooking wine and various seasonings, and put in enough water. Press for 40 minutes, ready to make chicken soup.

After that, Fu Xia cut the shredded potatoes. Although the knife skills were still a bit lacking, at least the shredded potatoes looked good and looked good.

A few green peppers and a small shallot, cut and put aside.

Heat up the pan and pour oil, pour in the ingredients and stir-fry twice, then pour in the processed potato shreds, with the sound of crackling, Fu Xia picked up the lid of the pot as a shield, and blocked the splashing oil while copying. The scene was a bit funny, and it was captured by the photographer, and it looked quite interesting.

Stir-fry the potatoes until they are broken, add the seasoning, stir-fry twice and it will come out.

Looking at her natural way of cooking, Han Zhi couldn't help holding the coffee and said, "Xiao Xia, the food is so good, it smells good even when I'm here."

Fu Xia was also very happy to be praised, and said to her: "There is also a fried shrimp."

Director Xu asked the cameraman to take a closer shot of Fu Xia's hand. Fu Xia was also very cooperative. Han Zhi went into the kitchen to help and peeled the cucumbers and carrots. Fu Xia took a look at her and went to prepare the shrimp. Soon a dish of stir-fried shrimp came out of the pot, and the two dishes were prepared and the chicken soup was ready. Fu Xia filled two bowls of rice and served the prepared two dishes and one soup. It was considered a meal for the table.

When she sat down to eat, Fu Xia was really relieved. She couldn't help but feel a little happy looking at the food on the table. After all, this is the meal she really cooked.

Han Zhi took a sip and said with a smile: "Xiao Xia has really grown into a grown-up, this food is really good."

Fu Xia also took a sip and said with a satisfied smile: "I also think I did a really good job!"

After the two of them had dinner, Han Zhi volunteered to wash the dishes. Fu Xia had nothing else to do, so she told Director Xu that she wanted to go out. Director Xu looked at her wonderingly: "What are you going out for? Follow along."

Fu Xia hurriedly waved his hand: "I'll just go to the neighbor's house, no need to follow, it won't be good to be photographed."

She didn't want others to know that Cheng Wanyu lived across from her house.

Quickly picked up the key and went to the next door, Fu Xia touched the melon seeds that came to greet him, hugged the little fat man in his arms and went over to look at the cat food in his bowl, then took out a small handkerchief from his pocket. It is boiled white raw shrimp.

She put the handkerchief wrapped with shrimps on the ground, which she secretly left for Guazi when she was just cooking. Guazi's eyes lit up when she smelled the delicious smell of shrimps. After eating the shrimps, basically one bite at a time, he licked his paws contentedly when he was full, very satisfied with Fu Xia's service.

And Fu Xia went to Cheng Wanyu's refrigerator while it was eating, found a bag of green oranges and said to Guazi, "Lend some oranges from your house for use!"

As the door closed with a bang, Guazi got up and jumped onto the sofa, continuing to sleep with his big head.

Fu Xia ran over with oranges, and Han Zhi happened to have washed the dishes and came out wiping his hands, when he saw Fu Xia coming back with a bag of things, looked carefully and found that it was oranges.

Green oranges are different from ordinary oranges in that they are more sour.

Fu Xia peeled the oranges, put them on the table for Han Zhi, smiled and said to her, "I borrowed two oranges from my neighbor, I know you like sour oranges, try them."

Han Zhi smiled and sat down, chatting with Fu Xia while eating, but she didn't touch the pile of oranges after eating the one in her hand.

In the afternoon, the two of them tossed and turned in the guest room, watched TV for a while, and finally Fu Xia went to catch up on sleep, while Han Zhi took a book and sat on the balcony to read, the afternoon passed quickly.

When Fu Xia woke up, the sun was about to set. She came out yawning, and found that there were not as many staff members as in the morning, so she left director Xu and two followers, and the others went back.

"Everyone is gone?" Fu Xia stretched her waist, turned her neck and said, "If there are not many people, I will cook more food tonight, let's eat together."

Fu Xia counted the number of people. With 3 staff members plus herself and Han Zhi, it is no problem to cook meals for five people.

For dinner, I made fish-flavored shredded pork, twice-cooked pork, and stewed the unfinished chicken soup at noon with some corn and goji berries. After that, Han Zhi made a big bowl of lo mein. Fu Xia and Han Zhi sat in the dining room to eat, while the other staff hugged Eating the bowl behind the camera looks like hard work.

Fu Xia couldn't bear to watch them work hard all day and still couldn't eat well, so he brought them twice-cooked pork, and the two of them ate fish-flavored shredded pork, chicken soup and lo mein, which was also very good.

At this moment, Fu Xia heard a voice talking outside the door. She looked up at the time and found that it was already 07:30 in the evening. She quickly got up and picked up a lunch box, filled a bowl of lo mein and served out the door.

Cheng Wanyu came back late today because of rehearsal. He heard someone knocking on the door as soon as he entered and changed his shoes. When he came back and opened the door, he saw Fu Xia holding a porcelain lunch box and said to her: "Have you eaten yet? Here are you Stay for dinner!"