Old Deng frequently participates in various activities for senior citizens and has a deep understanding of artistic performances.
Asking him to perform at the school was the right decision.
Fu Yunting asked Old Deng, "Grandpa, do you have any good ideas? Of course, we can't have people doing square dancing."
Old Deng is not only good at square dancing, but also at Latin ballroom dancing, Tai Chi... he's good at all of those.
However, many retired elderly people know these skills, so they lack creativity. He didn't want to go to school to dance, but since the children had invited him, he had to prove them wrong.
Finally, he had a flash of inspiration: "Acrobatics."
"Acrobatics?" everyone repeated.
Rong Shiyu asked her grandmother what acrobatics was.
Han Yue explained that acrobatics are high-difficulty performances such as breathing fire from the mouth, walking on a tightrope, and balancing a bowl on the nose...
Han Yue's understanding of acrobatics is still based on decades ago. When she was a child, she often watched acrobatic performances, the kind performed by circuses.
What impressed me most was the fire-breathing; it seemed magical at the time, and the children really loved it.
But it was quite unexpected that Lao Deng could do acrobatics.
"Old Deng, is this the kind of acrobatics you're talking about?" Han Yue asked uncertainly.
"Yes." Old Deng nodded.
"Wow, that sounds really exciting," Rong Shiyu said.
"Breathing fire from the mouth and balancing a bowl on the nose." Rong Shimo repeated incredulously. Like her sister, she loved watching performances that were different from the others.
But the Fu Yunlei brothers were a little less courageous; they didn't feel the shock, only the danger.
"Grandpa Deng, if you breathe fire from your mouth, you'll burn it, won't you? You can't ruin your mouth just to get attention."
"Grandpa, let's not."
"It's not that exaggerated. I can't breathe fire, but I can shrink my bones," Old Deng explained, looking at the children's worried expressions.
"What is this?" Fu Yunting asked, tilting his head.
Old Deng told the children about his special skills.
The four children were stunned.
Han Yue tugged at Lao Deng's sleeve: "You really know all this? You're not bragging? What if they take it seriously and make you perform?"
"I really can." Old Deng said decisively, "Pick whatever you want, Xiaoyun and the others decide, Grandpa will do his best."
"Old Deng, how many things have you been hiding from me? At first, I thought you were just an old man who walked his bird and did square dancing in the park, then I found out you were a retired athlete, and now you're a juggler too?" Han Yue took a step to the side and looked at Old Deng with some unfamiliarity.
“That’s not real juggling; it involves skill, and you know how to do it yourself,” Old Deng said. “I didn’t say anything because I didn’t think it was anything important.”
"Grandpa," several children tugged at Old Deng's arm, "why don't you go out and give us a performance first?"
Surrounded by the children's enthusiastic cheers, Old Deng left the restaurant, found an open space, did a somersault, and then curled himself into a ball...
“I think we can change the program. Cross-dressing dance is so lame. I dare say no other grandpa can do acrobatics.” Fu Yunlei discussed it with his younger siblings and immediately changed the program.
Grandpa's job is done, but what about Grandma?
Grandma had to participate too. When the group decided that Grandpa would perform, Grandma provided explanations from the sidelines.
The group played until nine o'clock before going home.
Rong Yan went to Xingda after get off work.
Fu Jingsheng is working overtime.
After not coming to the factory for half a month, Rong Yan discovered that two more machines had been added to the workshop.
And all the employees were people she knew.
Everyone greeted the proprietress upon seeing her.
Rong Yan smiled and nodded.
Fu Jingsheng's office has also changed; it is no longer the temporary tin shed that was previously partitioned off.
The office was located in the southeast corner of the workshop. It had brick walls and was painted with white glue, finally giving it the look of a boss's office.
The door was open, and Fu Jingsheng was sitting in front of the computer, engrossed in typing, unaware that his wife had come in.
After Rong Yan knocked on the door a few times, the man slowly looked up, saw Rong Yan, and stood up happily: "Wife, what brings you here?"
"I got off work early and didn't have to spend the evening with Xiao Lei and the others, so I came to find you." Rong Yan went in and closed the door.
Fu Jingsheng saved the document, hugged his wife and kissed her: "It's been a long time since you've been here. Take a look, has my office changed?"
"I can already see it. There's a new potted plant here, and the chairs have been changed too. When are you getting off work? Are you going to see a movie? Mom picked up Xiao Lei and the others today, saying she'll bring them back later." Since her mother-in-law got married, Rong Yan hadn't seen a movie with her husband in a long time.
I always rush home to be with my children as soon as I get off work.
"Okay, wait a few minutes." Fu Jingsheng returned to his computer and sped up.
"Alright, let's go." Less than ten minutes later, Fu Jingsheng turned off the computer.
"Is it really all better?" Rong Yan didn't expect her husband to be so quick. "No rush, it's only six o'clock."
Rong Yan was worried that Fu Jingsheng would put his work aside to spend time with her.
"Alright, some things aren't urgent, we can take care of them tomorrow." Fu Jingsheng put his arm around his wife's shoulder. "Let's go, how about we grab something to eat first?"
"Okay, we have to eat at a farmhouse restaurant since we're in the suburbs. I want to eat scrambled eggs with scallions." Rong Yan was indeed hungry.
Fu Jingsheng called He Wei and Yu Wenhao.
"Why is Yu Wenhao also working overtime?" Rong Yan asked Fu Jingsheng.
"Tell him to go back early. If he doesn't, is it my fault?" Fu Jingsheng said innocently.
“Xingzhi is also working overtime today. I had nothing to do when I went home alone, so I decided to stay at the company,” Yu Wenhao explained.
"Huh? Xingzhi is working overtime?" Rong Yan was so focused on getting to Fu Jingsheng's place that she assumed Shen Xingzhi was about to get off work, so she didn't ask what time she was leaving.
"I'll give her a call." Shen Xingzhi had even gone to the hospital to protect her pregnancy in the early stages. After three months, her pregnancy finally stabilized, so she was told to worry less about the clinic, but she was still working overtime.
There aren't many patients today. What is she doing at the clinic?
Shen Xingzhi was replying to an email when she heard her phone ring and turned on speakerphone.
"Xingzhi, are you working overtime?" Rongyan asked directly.
"I'm not working overtime, I'm just checking emails." Shen Xingzhi knew her best friend didn't want her to work overtime, so she said she wasn't working overtime, but resting in the office and checking emails.
"That's overtime work, go back immediately," Rong Yan ordered.
Shen Xingzhi wanted to argue a bit more, but Rong Yan directly threatened that if she didn't go back, Rong Yan would go to the clinic and take her away.
Shen Xingzhi had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'm off work."
“We’re at Chenghu Renjia. I can come pick you up for dinner.”
"I'll take a taxi myself." Shen Xingzhi heard that Yu Wenhao and the others were there, so she hailed a taxi before even going downstairs, without wasting a moment.
Rong Yan muttered to herself, "Looks like I'll have to keep an eye on her after get off work from now on. She's a priority for protection now."
“Xingzhi said she’s not that delicate. Rongyan, let her stay at the clinic occasionally to work overtime.” Yu Wenhao had talked to Shen Xingzhi, and Shen Xingzhi wouldn’t feel at ease going home if she hadn’t finished dealing with the clinic’s affairs.
Yu Wenhao told Rong Yan what Shen Xingzhi had said.
"Okay, I'll stay with her from now on and keep an eye on things."
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