Feng Xiaoyun and Yan Zi originally planned to return to Jiangdu the next day, but a phone call made them change their itinerary.
The call was from Hu Yanqing. After he was discharged from the hospital, he had been filming with his wife in Gucheng. This time, it was his wife who saw Yan Zi's WeChat Moments and knew that she was in Gucheng to record a variety show, so she called to invite them to dinner.
The few of them hadn't seen each other for a long time. Hu Yanqing had given Yan Zi a lot of guidance when she starred in Director Tian's "Goodbye Youth", so after receiving a call from Brother Hu, Feng Xiaoyun and Yan Zi postponed their return to Jiangdu.
Dinner was scheduled for the evening. Since they had nothing to do during the day, they decided to visit the ancient cultural city of Gucheng. I have to say that this city, where classical and modern elements blend together, is really beautiful. It doesn’t have the prosperity of Jiangdu and Huadu, but it has more of a worldly feel.
Seeing that it was almost time in the afternoon, the two of them didn't call a taxi and took a bus directly to the place where they had dinner. They had been riding the bus all day long while traveling around Gucheng. The buses in Gucheng were very unique, all of which were decorated with various ancient stories. Yan Zi always chose a bus with a different story to ride, and the bus would have a detailed record of the story. Every ride was like reading a story.
Because it was close to the evening rush hour, there were naturally no seats available. The two of them didn't care and just found a place to stand.
Feng Xiaoyun's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Brother Hu Yanqing calling.
"Hey, Xiaoyun, can you find the place?"
"Don't worry, Brother Hu, I've been to Gucheng before. I know the place you mentioned, there's no mistake about it. I'm on the bus that's coming here right now."
"Hahaha, okay, then your sister-in-law and I will wait for you to come over. Call me when you arrive and I will come out to pick you up."
"Okay." Feng Xiaoyun just hung up the phone when he heard Yan Zi's voice beside him.
"Hey, big brother! You're sitting on the yellow seat. Shouldn't you give it to this pregnant woman?"
Feng Xiaoyun looked and found that a pregnant woman with a big belly got on the bus when it arrived at the station. She stood next to Yan Zi, holding her belly with one hand and holding the handrail with the other.
Yan Zi held her with one hand and spoke to a fat middle-aged man sitting on a yellow mount.
The fat man glanced at Yan Zi and said disdainfully, "Why? I didn't buy a ticket? If I bought a ticket, why can't I do it?"
"This is a seat reserved for the elderly, the weak, the sick, the disabled and pregnant women." Yan Zi said bluntly.
"How do you know I'm not sick? What if I'm obese?" the man said sarcastically, with no intention of getting up.
"Forget it, sister, there aren't many people standing there." The pregnant woman said, holding her belly. There were a lot of people on the bus, and she was indeed not very comfortable standing. Sweat was faintly appearing on her temples.
"Exactly, young lady, look at this gentleman's belly. He's pregnant too." Feng Xiaoyun was even more sarcastic than the man on the side. Then she turned to the fat man and asked, "Sir, how many months has it been? You're probably nine or ten months pregnant, right? You're about to give birth, right? Is it a boy or a girl?"
"You!" The fat man knew that Feng Xiaoyun was mocking him, and he wanted to retort, but when he turned around and saw Feng Xiaoyun's tall stature and the strong biceps on his arms that were holding the roof of the car, he silently compared the fighting power of the two in his mind, and decided that it would be better to follow his heart.
"What about you? Sir, are you pregnant with a daughter?" Feng Xiaoyun asked relentlessly.
"Me!" The fat man felt that Feng Xiaoyun's tone was becoming serious, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment. He could only stand up with a red face and squeeze out without saying a word.
Yan Zi gave Feng Xiaoyun an appreciative look, then carefully helped the pregnant woman sit down.
"Thank you, thank you, sister. Thank you, boyfriend too." The pregnant woman breathed a sigh of relief after sitting down and said gratefully.
"He... is not my boyfriend!" Yan Zi said with her head down and blushing. Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, so no one could see her face.
After saying that, he stepped lightly on Feng Xiaoyun in anger and annoyance.
"I didn't realize you were still such a hermaphrodite~ Humph!"
"Hehe, it's useless to talk to this kind of person nicely. It will only work if you are even more shameless than him. How about it? Am I thick-skinned enough?"
"Tsk, only people like you consider thick skin an advantage."
"Of course, my dad taught me since I was little that thick skin means enough to eat!"
Soon they arrived at their stop. They said goodbye to the pregnant woman and got off the bus. Feng Xiaoyun took out his cell phone and called Hu Yanqing. Following the instructions, he quickly found Hu Yanqing.
"Xiao Yun, Yan Zi, this way!" Hu Yanqing waved.
"Long time no see, Brother Hu. Is your hand completely healed?" Yan Zi has great respect for this talented actor.
"It's healed already, but I had to wear a cast for an extra month because of filming. Oh, Yan Zi looks even prettier after not seeing her for a few months," Hu Yanqing joked. Actually, he was right. When the two met, Yan Zi was still a prospective artist who had just participated in a competition and had not yet entered the entertainment industry. She had just experienced the death of Ma Dong.
Over the past few months, under Feng Xiaoyun's guidance, her fashion sense has become increasingly refined. Feng Xiaoyun often gives her small accessories that she claims to have bought from street vendors. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and with her slowly cultivated star quality, Yan Zi indeed looks more energetic and radiant than she did a few months ago.
"What about me? Brother Hu, do you think I have become more handsome?" Feng Xiaoyun asked from the side.
"Tsk~ What's so handsome about a young guy like you? Nowadays, it's uncles like me who are considered handsome." Hu Yanqing jokingly punched Feng Xiaoyun in the chest.
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