Ding Daguo didn't know Li Zhihua's complicated mood at this time, but said to Li Zhihua happily: "Xiao Min is back, she came back last night!"
Li Zhihua's eyes widened in surprise, and he especially wanted to ask Ding Daguo: Did your Xiaomin float back or walk back? vertex
Li Zhihua watched the scene yesterday. Thinking of the red and yellow liquid on the set, Li Zhihua felt like fainting. It was so scary.
With the miserable look at the scene, the probability that Ding Min would come back alive was even lower than the probability that he would become the best actor.
Li Zhihua looked at Ding Daguo, who was still smiling, and suddenly felt that Ding Daguo should already know the news about Ding Min's accident, and he should have gone crazy!
Li Zhihua swallowed hard when he saw Ding Daguo's happy expression, and said with difficulty: "Brother Daguo, Xiaomin, she, she..."
When Li Zhihua didn't know what to say, Ding Daguo had already opened the door, and Li Zhihua looked in shock at Jin Qing, who was squatting on a chair and eating cold steamed buns in front of him: "..." Is he being deceived? , shouldn’t Ding Min be chewing on incense candles now?
Jin Qing has no interest in pretending to be the original owner in front of Ding Daguo. After all, no matter how similar she pretends to be, sooner or later she will be exposed. Moreover, her experience in the past few worlds tells her that people who really care about the original owner only need one look to see. It turned out to be a fake product.
And she is who she is, why should she pretend to be someone else? She was here to help, so why should she cower like a rat crossing the street.
At the same time, Jin Qing also planned that if Ding Daguo really couldn't accept him, Jin Qing would send Ding Daguo to a nursing home, which would allow Ding Daguo to die in peace.
At this time, Ding Daguo didn't know that he was about to enter a nursing home at any time. Instead, he looked at Jin Qing happily: "Minmin, look who's here."
Jin Qing turned his head and saw Li Zhihua who was looking at him carefully. Jin Qing thought for a while and bared his teeth towards him to show that he was saying hello.
Li Zhihua was frightened by Jin Qing's ferocious expression and took a step back. Then he remembered whether his reaction just now was excessive. After all, it was still unknown whether Ding Min was a human or a ghost.
Ding Daguo looked at Jin Qing and then at Li Zhihua, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little tense. Ding Daguo thought for a while and said to Jin Qing: "Xiao Min, I saw that you didn't have enough to eat yesterday, so this morning I I went to the entrance of the community and called the fried dough sticks stall. It’s right outside the door of our building. You can go there and eat more later..."
Although Ding Daguo doesn't know what happened to his daughter, it seems that her daughter is quite good at eating now, so the father who loves his daughter naturally has to think carefully about his daughter: for example, he spends his own money to call a fried dough stick stand over for his daughter to eat. Enough...
When Jin Qing heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he rushed out of the door: I'm starving to death.
Seeing Jin Qing's actions, Li Zhihua hurriedly shouted behind her: "Be careful, the sun is shining outside, don't..." Seeing Ding Daguo looking at him with strange eyes, Li Zhihua hurriedly "sunburned" three After swallowing the words, he turned to Ding Daguo and said calmly: "I'm afraid that Xiao Min is tanned and it will be difficult for filming."
Ding Daguo looked at Li Zhihua: "Haha!" Didn't his daughter even show her face in every movie she took?
The last time I went on location and was exposed to the sun for four days, I was as black as briquettes and Li Zhihua didn't say anything. Now I'm worried that my daughter will get tanned.
Looking at Ding Daguo's somewhat disgusted look, Li Zhihua said: "Haha!" Stop looking at me. I actually have nothing to say now.
Jin Qing ignored the two of them staring at each other in the room. She was now concentrating on squatting in front of the fried dough sticks stall, drinking tofu pudding from a big bowl.
The fried dough sticks stall is run by a young couple. One of them is responsible for selling the goods, while the other is working hard to make fried dough sticks and make fried dough sticks.
The business scope of the fried dough stick stall is relatively wide, selling fried dough sticks, fried cakes, soy milk, tofu curd and pickles, and tea eggs. These two people are considered to be very agile, so they are quite busy.
They didn't expect that they would receive a job just after they left the stall today. The middle-aged man in a wheelchair in the community dragged them and asked them to set up the stall in front of his house, saying that his daughter wanted to eat.
The two of them originally wanted to refuse, but the man directly took out 300 yuan and slapped it on their stall. He also said that he could make up for the money if he paid more, so the couple looked at each other and pushed the fried dough stick stall into the community.
Originally, the two of them thought it was a small job that could be done in a while. After all, they were just eating alone.
But who would have thought that both of them would be so busy at this time.
Jin Qing ate eagerly and quickly. The wife had just filled a bowl of tofu puffs, and Jin Qing poured it directly into his mouth. At the same time, he did not forget to stuff two freshly fried fried dough sticks into his mouth.
When the wife saw this posture, she sped up and even helped Jin Qing pick up the tea eggs.
Although I don’t know why this little girl is so good at eating, the more customers eat, the more they earn, and such customers really give her a sense of accomplishment. At least they can prove that her breakfast tastes very good. nice!
The man felt a little proud when he saw Jin Qing eating the fried dough sticks. While frying the fried dough sticks, he looked at Jin Qing and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Jin Qing couldn't speak, so he could only wave his thumb in the man's direction, "That's great."
When the man looked at Jin Qing, he felt as if he had been pumped. Not only did the movements in his hands move faster, he also played with the long chopsticks in his hands.
At this time, some old people who had been doing morning exercises also went home one after another. When they looked at Jin Qing and the fried dough sticks stall from a distance, they suddenly became energetic: This is something new. In the past, the couple used to do this in order to attract more customers. Usually stalls are set up at the entrance of the community. How come the stall is here today?
Jin Qing looked at the people who were about to gather around him, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart: In order to be full and not have to wash the dishes after eating, no one can touch these fried dough sticks.
The old people did not feel Jin Qing's resistance at all, but took the morning exercise tools in their hands and walked towards the fried dough stick stall with great vigor.
Jin Qing looked at these people: "..." I hope these people won't rely on their old age in front of me. After all, compared to the number of years I live, I can't lose to anyone.
Jin Qing was ready to throw out anyone who dared to come over and buy something based on their age. Age had never been a problem in her mind anyway, because no one was as old as her.
Just when Jin Qing had prepared the first level of defense, he heard a tearful voice from the distance: "Amin, why are you here? Why aren't you in the hospital?"
