Sustained high sweetness

A gust of wind blew in, and sand was thrown up in the workshop.

Yu Youning squinted her eyes, covered her mouth and nose and asked again: "Why are you here?"

Li Zhe is still in middle school, but his height has already jumped to 1.7 meters. Standing beside his grandfather, he only lowers the tip of his head, but it is different when facing Yu Youning.

His eyes shook with guilt, and he stretched out his hand to show Yu Youning the bag in his hand: "My mother asked me to bring you health care products. Grandpa happened to be here, so I followed."

The mother he was talking about was Yu Youning's stepmother Li Qiuyue.

It's a bit funny to say, Yu Youning and Yu Hong's relationship is terrible, but they get along well with Li Qiuyue.

Li Qiuyue is a doctor. She has no father and no mother. She spends too many lonely days, so she attaches great importance to her relatives. After marriage, she not only treats Yu Youning as her own, but also does her best to his grandfather.

But this is also because of Yu Hong, although his father doesn't know anything about educating children, but he is filial enough to the elderly. Teacher Yi sees it in his eyes, and after Li Zhe has Li Zhe, he often takes care of their husband and wife.

So even though there is no blood relationship, Li Zhe also called Master Yi Grandpa.

Probably because of her job, Li Qiuyue paid great attention to the health of her family members. When Yu Youning went home to celebrate Yu Hong's birthday last month, she was dragged to the hospital for a thorough check-up.

At that time, Li Qiuyue was talking about getting some health care products for him, Yu Youning said in her heart that luckily she ran fast, but she still couldn't escape, so she brought them over to him.

He asked Xiao Zhu to pick up the things and put them away. When he turned his head, he saw Master Yi looking at Fu Hengzhi indifferently, and introduced with a light cough: "Grandpa, this is Fu Hengzhi. He lived with us when we were young..."

Teacher Yi slightly raised her head to interrupt him: "I remember him, he is a very good boy."

Fu Hengzhi was always polite, but now he felt nervous.

It's too rude, he's still covered in dust, with traces of dirt all over him.

However, he still bowed and greeted him kindly, Master Yi didn't stop him, and his attitude was a little arrogant, which made Yu Youning want to reach out and grab his white beard.

This old man has studied opera all his life, and he has a very traditional air. He always wears a moon-white gown when he goes out, his hair is half-length and not long, and is tied up according to the rules. His head is gray and he has a white beard on his chin.

It looks almost like the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple on the mountain.

After receiving the ceremony, he nodded to him, then turned his head and ignored him.

Yu Youning recalled that she used to say that Fu Hengzhi was not good in front of her grandfather, so she dragged the little old man to a place where no one was around with a guilty conscience: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came here? time with you."

"It's so nice to say, when did you, a busy person, have time to accompany me?"

Teacher Yi stared: "I don't need you, Xiao Zhe will accompany me."

Yu Youning frowned: "He's with you? He's not in class anymore?"

Teacher Yi looked around, pulled him secretly and said, "Don't mention it, he had a fight with your father, I took him out to play for a few days, anyway, his grades can keep up, and I can help with homework."

Yu Youning rolled his eyes: "What are you messing around with, let him go back to class quickly, what if he doesn't go to class!"

Teacher Yi raised his hand and knocked him on the head: "Stinky boy, now you're putting on airs like an adult, have you forgotten the time when you and your father quarreled and ran to me?"

Yu Youning was at a loss for words, and took a long breath to persuade: "My situation is different from Li Zhe. Aunt Li is at home. No matter how loud the two of them quarreled, it's okay. At that time, it was only me and my father at home. If I didn't run away, would I wait for him? hit me!"

Teacher Yi curled her lips: "Even if Aunt Li allowed it, Xiao Zhe has reached the age of rebellion. You know your father's stubborn temper. Why don't you let the child come and live with me for a while, so that both of you can stay calm."

Yu Youning was blocked for words, and was pulled over by Teacher Yi again, and they talked about something else.

Li Zhe and Fu Hengzhi were the only ones left in the workshop.

After shooting the morning scenes, the program team was packing up the equipment and the venue. Fu Hengzhi found a place to sit firmly with Li Zhe. He was a little uncertain about the boy's stinky fart.

At first glance, neither the grandparent nor the grandson seemed to like him very much.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yu Youning walked away, the child immediately changed his expression, pulled him excitedly and said, "Brother, I saw that my brother and you posted a photo together, do you have a good relationship?"

Fu Hengzhi was startled by the speed at which his face changed, and thought that he was indeed Yu Youning's younger brother. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "We have a very good relationship."

Nor is it a lie.

Li Zhe was so happy that he wanted to jump up, and asked restrainedly: "Then can you give me some autographs? Many of my friends like you!"

Fu Hengzhi was terribly nervous at first, but he didn't expect a turnaround, so he immediately nodded and wrote a dozen or so sheets to Li Zhe in a good-tempered manner.

Li Zhe put all the autographs back into his backpack like treasures, and kept his eyes on Yu Youning's direction.

He was relieved when he didn't see anyone coming back after putting it away. He smiled at Fu Hengzhi embarrassedly, and begged sweetly: "Well, can you not tell my brother about this matter?"

Fu Hengzhi blinked at him.

Li Zhe was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he turned his eyes and quickly explained: "Don't think too much, I know my brother has a good relationship with you now, otherwise he has a temper like my father, and it is impossible to post a group photo."

His voice became smaller and smaller: "But, it's not good to let him know..."

Fu Hengzhi vaguely understood his little plan, nodded and said, "I'll keep it a secret for you."

Li Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He was terribly afraid of Yu Youning, and kept saying that he liked his brother the most, but turned around and asked for Fu Hengzhi's autograph, no matter what he thought, he was looking for a fight.

Fu Hengzhi was amused. He loved Li Zhe and felt very kind to Li Zhe. He brought him ice cream without saying anything. Seeing him sitting on the side bored, he asked him again: "Want to play a game?"

Not surprisingly, Fu Hengzhi has always been good at dealing with people and dealing with things. With him present, no matter men, women or children, they will never feel embarrassed.

Sure enough, Li Zhe nodded and said the name of the game Yu Youning liked to play. Fu Hengzhi took out his phone and said, "I like to play too, let's play a game?"

It is often easy and quick for men to form friendships. A game is enough.

Li Zhe didn't expect Fu Hengzhi to be amazingly good at playing games, and his eyes burst out with admiration: "Brother, you are so good!"

Fu Hengzhi raised his lips: "Your brother is better than me."

Li Zhe instantly slumped his shoulders: "What's the use of that? He thinks I'm too good-for-nothing, so he won't take me with him."

Fu Hengzhi pursed his lips and said, "I can take you. If you want to play, you can call me."

As he spoke, he called up the social software again and asked Li Zhe to add him. Li Zhe's hands trembled after adding friends.

"Oh my god, help! I actually added Fu Hengzhi..."

While sleepwalking, when Li Zhe looked up and saw Yu Youning coming back, he put away his phone instantly, and the expression on his face became extremely indifferent in seconds.

When Yu Youning approached, Fu Hengzhi lowered his head to collect the trash, picked up Li Zhe's unfinished ice cream and asked, "Do you want more of this?"

Li Zhe was pretending to be cold, glanced at him and didn't answer, Fu Heng was startled, only to realize that this poor kid had already entered the scene in an instant.

Seeing that Fu Hengzhi's words were in vain, Li Zhe put his hands in his pockets and ignored anyone.

Yu Youning frowned, and kicked Li Zhe's chair: "Brother is talking to you, you don't have ears, are you polite?"

Li Zhe squeezed the phone in his pocket, realized that he had overplayed his guilt, and immediately jumped up and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Fu Hengzhi almost laughed, and quickly waved his hands to say it's okay.

Yu Youning stared at Li Zhe, then narrowed his eyes, and took the little boy to a distance for a private chat.

After the two brothers went out, Master Yi came in slowly.

Even in the entertainment circle, this opera master is quite famous, there are few people who don't know him, and the director team greeted him one after another.

Teacher Changyi exchanged polite greetings, and it didn't seem that difficult to approach, but Fu Hengzhi hesitated a few times, but still didn't dare to approach him.

It wasn't until he saw Shi Changyi standing in front of the bottle that he had painted peonies for a long time, that he finally seemed to have found a breakthrough, took a deep breath and walked over: "Do you like porcelain?"

Teacher Yi shook her head and looked up at him: "I don't like it, I'm not interested."

Pretty grim.

It can be said to be the root of Yu Youning's indifferent temperament.

Fu Hengzhi moved the index finger of his left hand behind his back, and a sense of tension that he had never felt before emerged, which made his heart beat violently.

Not saying a word, seems not enough attention, but this conversation, there is a tendency to be chattered to death every day.

Seeing that the old man was still staring at the bottle, Fu Hengzhi was keenly aware of something, and asked again and again: "Then do you like peonies?"

Only then did Master Yi nod his head: "This peony painting looks familiar, who painted it?"

Fu Hengzhi had some confidence in his heart, and said obediently: "I drew it. I used to draw it on paper, so I didn't draw it very well."

Teacher Yi's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at him: "Did you draw it?"

Fu Hengzhi nodded, Master Yi pondered for a while, pulled a piece of paper and said, "Little friend, can you draw on this paper for me to see."

The factory worker next to him moved things and made a harsh creaking sound. Fu Hengzhi didn't hear it clearly at first, but only realized it when he looked at the paper in front of him.

The chairs were all removed, and there was no place to sit down, so Fu Hengzhi bent over to draw, his palms were sweating.

Shi Changyi stared at his brushstrokes, and when he finished drawing the outline of the peony, he reached out and patted him to stop: "Let's finish here, don't need to work hard."

Fu Hengzhi stood up straight to look at him, and asked doubtfully, "Is there something wrong with my painting?"

Teacher Yi picked up the drawing paper and looked at it for a long time before turning to Fu Hengzhi and asking, "Do you also like Wu Qing's paintings, or did you imitate his works when you were studying?"

Fu Hengzhi didn't expect that someone could recognize his poor painting skills. He smiled embarrassedly: "Sir, I just laughed. My teacher is Wu Qing. It's just that I haven't learned it for long, and the back is full of doodles. So he is not his disciple."

These words shocked Teacher Yi: "Your teacher is Wu Qing!"

Seeing his expression, Fu Hengzhi was overjoyed: "You like teacher's paintings? I still have a lot at home, and I can let Xiaoyu take them home for you later."

He said thank you teacher in his heart, and made an instant plan to ask Chen Yi to cook a few more meals for Wu Qing when he went back.

Wu Qing is actually Chen Yi's uncle.

A first-class master of traditional Chinese painting, he loves to invite Fu Hengzhi to Chen Yi's house for dinner.

Now Master Yi was happy, the more he looked at Fu Hengzhi, the more pleasing to the eye, his attitude turned 180 degrees, he pulled out his phone and asked, "Kid, can we add a friend?"

Fu Hengzhi quickly added him, and even he himself couldn't believe how lucky he was.

I originally thought that such an old artist should be difficult to please, but I didn't expect to add friends because of a few paintings.

Teacher Yi peeked at the door, seeing that Yu Youning hadn't come back, she put away her phone in peace.

Having said that, he stopped pretending, looked at Fu Hengzhi with a smile and said: "I have seen your movies, they are very good, and they are very educational."

Fu Hengzhi was flattered, and just as he was about to say a word of modesty, Master Yi went on to say, "But we just added friends, please remember not to tell Xiaoyu."

The plot is somewhat familiar.

Fu Hengzhi thought about it, and found that their family seems to be a routine.

He nodded in agreement, and was about to insinuate why Yu Youning hated him before, when he saw the two brothers had finished chatting and walked in from the door.

And turning around again, the old man who was kind-hearted just now has changed into a fairy-like appearance, and he doesn't even bother to give him a peripheral vision.

It looks quite unattainable.