Chapter 50 TO Sign
“Ding Dong——”
The doorbell rang.
Ren Fenghe, who was sitting in the living room playing flying chess, stood up.
After a series of activities such as drawing, telling stories, and playing flying chess, time unknowingly came to six o'clock in the evening and it was almost time for dinner.
Miao Qingqing looked at her in confusion.
Ren Fenghe pointed at the door and made the shape of "Dad" with his mouth.
Miao Qingqing suddenly realized, and walked over with Ren Fenghe and opened the door.
A man dressed in black was standing outside the door. He was wearing a black woolen hat, a black mask, and even a wide black scarf. The wide scarf almost covered the mask. The whole man was wrapped tightly, exuding an indescribable weirdness.
Miao Qingqing's heart tightened, and she quickly pulled Ren Fenghe back a few steps, looking at the person who came vigilantly.
This person looks weird no matter how you look at him.
Especially after he saw them, he opened the bag at his side and looked like he was taking something out.
Are you taking any knives or drugs?
Because of her hearing impairment, Ms. Miao often showed her various social news to improve her defense awareness.
Miao Qingqing reached for the upper drawer of the shoe cabinet on the left.
There was a screwdriver in the drawer. Although it was not very sharp, she could still poke it around to prevent the other party from getting close.
She had just touched the screwdriver and was about to hold it in her hand for self-defense, but the next second, Ren Fenghe, who was protected behind her, came out and punched the man in black on the leg with his fist.
"Why are you here so late?"
Miao Qingqing couldn't hear any sound, but she could see that after Ren Fenghe punched him, he naturally grabbed the other person's clothes and pulled him inside. His eyes were bright and full of trust in the other person.
The tense Miao Qingqing finally relaxed.
This strange man is actually Yuanyuan’s father.
Ms. Miao often talks about Yuanyuan, but rarely talks about Yuanyuan's father. The only time she mentioned him was a few days ago. She said that he was raising the child alone and had been abroad before and probably didn't celebrate the New Year well. This time he wanted to invite the father and daughter to come over and asked her if she agreed.
After she nodded in agreement, Ms. Miao warned her not to disclose the matter between father and daughter.
He is so mysterious and no one knows who he is.
Jiang Shen, who was taking things out of his bag, was helpless. He said, "I made some soup and brought it to the hospital. I sat with Jingchun for a while and talked about some things."
Of course, he did something else besides making soup.
Jiang Shen looked at his hat dimly reflected on the stainless steel door.
He retracted his gaze and took out the things he wanted from his bag.
A comic book and a pen.
He handed it to Miao Qingqing solemnly, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation.
"Hello, Mr. Yang Xia. I'm sorry to bother you. Could you please give me a To sign?"
Miao Qingqing couldn't hear anything and was stunned. She knew from Yuanyuan that her father also read her comics, but she didn't expect that he liked them so much that he wanted her autograph.
Ren Fenghe could hear it and was also stunned. Ren Fenghe didn't expect that Jiang Shen actually carried a signature pen with him like a little fan and specifically asked for an autograph.
Through the double disguise of Jiang Shen's mask and scarf, she could see his slight nervousness and hear the excitement in his voice.
As a fan, Ren Fenghe could understand Jiang Shen's feelings very well. The problem was, he had to go in and get autographs first!
Ren Fenghe went around behind Jiang Shen and pushed his legs forward.
Jiang Shen had no choice but to put his things away and walk into the house.
Ren Fenghe tiptoed to close the door.
"Auntie Qingqing can't hear you. You need to talk to her on the phone."
"Aunt Qingqing is a very nice person. You can't become rude just because she can't hear."
Ren Fenghe, with his back to Miao Qingqing, started to give Jiang Shen a quick reminder.
Jiang Shen was stunned for a moment.
Ms. Miao never mentioned that her daughter was deaf.
Then, with a look of relief and helplessness in his eyes, he said to Ren Fenghe: "I'm glad that you are so sensible and know not to look at people with tinted glasses, but!"
He raised his voice to emphasize it, then softened it and said, "But in your heart, do I look down on others because of this?"
Ren Fenghe shook his head and said, "I'm just reminding you."
Jiang Shen rubbed her head wildly. Ren Fenghe, who was angry and embarrassed, wanted to hit him again, but he held her head with one hand and she couldn't reach it. She could only glare at him angrily.
While the adult and the child were playing, Miao Qingqing had already taken out slippers from the shoe cabinet.
Jiang Shen changed into slippers, carefully took off his mask and scarf, and deliberately avoided the woolen hat, as if he didn't want to touch it.
Ren Fenghe didn't notice this little action and took the initiative to extend his hand: "Give me the scarf."
Jiang Shen rolled it into a ball and handed it over.
Ren Fenghe would not help him fold it. She just stuffed the scarf, which was crumpled into a ball, into the backpack she was carrying when she went out.
After doing all this, she was about to pull Miao Qingqing to continue their unfinished flying chess game, but saw Miao Qingqing standing there in a daze.
Ren Fenghe looked at her in confusion.
Miao Qingqing raised her hand with a slight trembling sound, pointing her index finger at Jiang Shen with a look of disbelief on her face.
She lowered her head and typed on her phone, searching for what she wanted, and showed the phone screen to Ren Fenghe.
On the screen was a screenshot of a music performance video.
In the photo, the light was dim, but there was a crimson light shining across Jiang Shen's transparent goggles, like a crimson band covering his eyes. Jiang Shen, wearing a black and red motorcycle suit, had messy hair, his rosy mouth slightly opened as he gasped, and his fingers, like a wooden cannon, were just against his lips.
At that time, the camera only briefly glanced over his face, but the moment he raised his eyes hazily became a hot search on the Korean Internet.
A very popular stage photo.
Hmm, these stage photos are inexplicably not suitable for children.
Ren Fenghe pointed at the photo on the screen and then at Jiang Shen, nodding heavily.
That’s right, the person on the screen who makes you want to tie him up is the man standing next to you wearing a black woolen hat and looking like a boiled egg.
"What did she show you?" Jiang Shen was curious, especially since Miao Qingqing looked at him with an especially strange expression, which made him want to know even more what they were looking at.
"Photos of you dancing." Ren Fenghe said.
Jiang Shen knew the conclusion and observed her expression again, then he suddenly realized and said "Ah", "Aunt Miao didn't tell her about me."
Then he scratched his face, frowned slightly, racked his brains to think of something, then raised his hands tentatively and made a few gestures.
Ren Fenghe asked in shock: "You also know sign language!"
Ren Fenghe, who thinks he is the encyclopedia of Jiang Shen, has no idea about this!
Jiang Shen smiled and said, "I learned a little."
Ren Fenghe turned his head to look at Miao Qingqing, only to see that Miao Qingqing had a confused look on her face and also stretched out her hand and made a few gestures.
After she made the gesture, Jiang Shen also made the same confused look.
Ren Fenghe understood. She patted Miao Qingqing and then Jiang Shen, and concluded: "One of you will sign in Korean and the other will sign in Mandarin."
"This is talking at cross purposes."
She said this while holding up the text-converting phone to show Miao Qingqing.
Ren Fenghe's speculation makes sense. After all, different countries have different languages, language habits, and ways of expression, so their sign languages are also different.
Ren Fenghe, who looked four years old, led the two into the living room in an adult manner, muttering as he walked, "Why are you blocking the shoe cabinet to chat?"
After coming in, both of them who knew sign language could only pick up their phones to communicate.
Before Miao Qingqing picked up the phone to communicate, she made a gesture to Ren Fenghe and Jiang Shen that everyone could understand.
She pinched the thumb and index finger of her right hand together, placed them at the left corner of her mouth, and then slid them along her mouth to the right corner, like she was zipping a zipper.
This means that she will definitely keep it a secret and keep the fact that Jiang Shen has a daughter a secret.
Jiang Shen trusts Ms. Miao and her daughter, otherwise he would not have agreed to come.
He smiled and nodded, then took out the comic book again. "Can you sign it? I really like your work."
"It's best to sign with TO." He made the request again.
Miao Qingqing picked up the pen and signed her name in two quick strokes.
After signing, she pressed the palm of her hand in the direction of Jiang Shen, motioning him to wait, then turned and ran back to the room. After a while, she came out holding a book.
Jiang Shen recognized at a glance that this was the album they released last year.
Ren Fenghe hadn't seen this thing on Miao Qingqing's bookshelf just now, so she asked in confusion: "Aunt Qingqing, are you his fan?"
When Jiang Shen saw the album, he didn't know how to react.
He seldom went out during his sick leave, but he did not expect to meet his fans and was about to have New Year's Eve dinner at a fan's home.
Moreover, this fan also believes that he has a daughter.
Although he and Ms. Miao both knew the truth about their daughter, now was not the time to explain it to Miao Qingqing.
In other words, in Miao Qingqing's eyes, Ren Fenghe is indeed his daughter.
What will she do...
Jiang Shen's heartbeat suddenly became irregular, and pages of abusive comments under WVS, IG, and various social media when his love affair scandal was exposed flashed before his eyes.
Would she just throw the album at him?
Will you question or scold him on the spot?
Jiang Shen recalled a scene in which he once participated in a promotional event and a fan who had spent a large sum of money to buy a product to gain admission threw the product at him with a cold face.
The product with extremely exquisite packaging only lightly rubbed the back of his hand, but that day, he felt a dull pain in the back of his hand.
Although Ren Fenghe was always looking at Miao Qingqing, his peripheral vision was always on Jiang Shen.
His uneasiness was all too obvious.
His face turned pale, his fingers trembled slightly, and his breathing became disordered.
Is he afraid that his fans will know that he has a child?
Ren Fenghe felt that she had a lot to say, but seeing Jiang Shen like this, she said nothing.
She quietly moved to Jiang Shen's side and grabbed his trembling hand.
"Your hands are shaking, are you cold?" She pretended to know nothing and asked with concern.
Her voice passed through the memories and reached Jiang Shen's ears.
Jiang Shen shook his head, forced a smile and said, "I'm not cold."
Jiang Shen walked back and put the album on the table. He took out his mobile phone and quickly typed a few lines, then turned the screen towards Jiang Shen.
It says - Could you please sign for me too?
"I have a friend who likes you guys very much. This is the album she bought for me." Miao Qingqing continued typing.
The terrible scene that Jiang Shen imagined did not happen, and his fear was instantly relieved.
After he came to his senses, he felt that his reaction just now was a little ridiculous.
He hasn't done anything to let his fans down, so why should he feel guilty?
He picked up the pen, signed his name in a flamboyant manner, and asked casually, "What's her name?"
Miao Qingqing gave a name.
Jiang Shen also signed a TO, drew a heart, and then wrote in the lower right corner, "Take good care of yourself in the new year."
After finishing writing, he turned the album over and showed it to Miao Qingqing.
"Is this okay?" Jiang Shen asked.
Professionals are different. After seeing what Jiang Shen wrote in the album, Miao Qingqing, who felt that she was lagging behind, picked up the pen again and wrote a message to Jiang Shen by copying what he wrote in the comic book.
Ren Fenghe held his chin and looked at them with a smile.
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