From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 391 Excited

It’s November, almost the end of the year.

At this time of year, the weather in Shonan Province has begun to slowly get colder.

It's a little better during the day when the weather is clear, but at this moment in the night, the cold wind blows in your face and it's really hard to withstand it if you don't wear more clothes.

At the entrance of the hotel, while talking to his mother, Jiang Yao pulled her into the hotel.

Of course, he definitely didn't forget to say hello to Zeng Dazhuang and Feifei.

As the highest-star hotel in the county, although the Garden Hotel does not have a presidential suite, it does have luxurious suites with a small living room.

Jiang Yao, who had no shortage of money, would naturally not compromise himself. The room he lived in was the most expensive and luxurious suite in the hotel.

"Mom, Uncle Zeng, please sit down!" Jiang Yao led his mother and Zeng Dazhuang into his room and asked them to sit on the sofa in the living room.

"A high-end hotel is a high-end hotel. It's freezing outside, but once I get into your room, Xiaoyao, I feel warm all over."

"And this sofa feels so comfortable. It should be made of real leather, right?"

Looking left and right, Yuan Xiuhua muttered softly.

However, she was tired of being poor, so when she thought about how much it would cost to stay in a room like this for one night, she began to feel a pang of pain in her heart.

After all, although it is already 2008, ordinary jobs in the county only pay a few hundred thousand yuan a month.

Compared with her, Zeng Dazhuang seemed much more reserved.

Although Yuan Xiuhua had explained to him that Jiang Yao was wrongly accused and was not a murderer, he still remembered clearly the incident in Tanzhou Town when Jiang Yao and Bingzai threatened him with a gun.

Someone opened the magazine of that gun and took out bullets from it in front of him. It was definitely not a toy gun, but a real gun without a doubt.

If Jiang Yao in front of him was really the honest child who was afraid of even killing chickens as Yuan Xiuhua said, could he have taken out that thing so easily?
Of course, no matter how much doubt he had in his heart, he could only bury these thoughts in his heart. In front of Yuan Xiuhua, if he dared to say that Jiang Yao was not a good person, it would be fine if they had a quarrel, but at night, he probably wouldn't even be able to enter the room.

"Aunt, Uncle Zeng, have some tea!" After boiling a pot of water, Feifei made a cup of tea for Yuan Xiuhua and Zeng Dazhuang respectively and brought it to them.

"This girl is..." Yuan Xiuhua took the teacup with both hands and looked at Feifei, who was tall and well-mannered. Her eyes lit up.

Although Feifei was there at the hotel entrance before, at that time, she only had eyes for her son Jiang Yao and didn't pay much attention to other people.

At this moment, she realized that the girl in front of her was not only beautiful, but also had a unique temperament. Standing next to her son, except that she looked a little older, the two seemed to be quite a match.

However, the issue of age is nothing to her. After all, although her son Jiang Yao looks very young and still like a boy in his early twenties, in terms of age, he is almost thirty.

The ancients once said that a woman who is three years older than her son is a treasure. The girl in front of him looks to be about 30 years old. Even if she is a little older than his son, it should not be much.

"Mom, this is Feifei, my personal secretary." Jiang Yao explained after a dry laugh.

"Just a secretary? I thought she was your girlfriend?" Yuan Xiuhua sighed with a little disappointment.

She has always been particularly concerned about her son's marriage.

Back then, she always hoped that Jiang Yao could bring a girl home. Now, although she had just reunited with Jiang Yao, when she thought that her son would soon be thirty years old, her heart was filled with a sense of urgency.

She sighed, and before Jiang Yao could respond, she spoke again: "There are three kinds of unfilial behavior, and the worst is to have no descendants, Xiaoyao."

"Your brother's surname is Zeng. You are the only one left in our Jiang family."

"You've been out there for so many years, why don't you start a family and have a baby while you're still young? Do you really want your line to be extinct?"

……

Once he starts preaching, there's no end to it. After so many years, Yuan Xiuhua is still the same as before.

"Brother Yao, have some tea!" Feifei, who had gone to the small bar in the living room to make tea, came over again with two cups of tea. She was just a little distance away, so she could hear the conversation between Yuan Xiuhua and Jiang Yao.

Although she was a little disappointed, she didn't say much. After placing the teacup in front of Jiang Yao, she sat down quietly next to Jiang Yao.

"This girl, why does she look more and more familiar to me?"

With Feifei around, Yuan Xiuhua did not continue to preach to Jiang Yao.

I don’t know what she was thinking. Her eyes were shifty and kept looking at Feifei’s face who was sitting next to her son.

Frowning, she thought for a long time, and finally, she found the source of this familiar feeling.

For a moment, she was stunned and began to look doubtful.

After a while, she finally mustered up the courage and tentatively said, "My girl, your name is also Feifei, and you and our Xiaoyao just came back from Hong Kong. You and the Feifei who sang Red Bean, could you be the same person?"

"Yeah!" Feifei nodded shyly, "That song was written for me by Brother Yao."

"Without his support, I wouldn't be where I am today. I've always been grateful to him, so when he said he wanted to take me back to his hometown to farm together, I dropped all my work and immediately followed him back here."

"I didn't expect that you, Auntie, also know the song Red Bean?"

While speaking, Feifei glanced at Jiang Yao beside her with a look full of resentment.

"What? You are the queen Feifei..." Zeng Dazhuang, who had been curled up on the sofa and was extremely reserved, was so shocked that he almost fell off the sofa to the ground.

He stared at Feifei with his big eyes for a long time, until he was sure that the Feifei in front of him was the same queen Feifei he had seen in magazines and on TV. He could not stand or sit, and even his breathing began to become a little rapid.

Of course, he behaved like this simply because he was too excited, not because he had any other thoughts in his mind.

How could he not have heard the songs of Queen Fei Fei, having worked in Lingnan for so many years?

Although he was not a loyal fan of Feifei, the fact that such a famous singing queen appeared in front of him in person in such a way, he could brag about this event in front of his co-workers for at least a year.

Compared with him, Yuan Xiuhua, who could listen to the song "Red Bean" dozens or hundreds of times, performed even worse.

She couldn't close her mouth in shock for a long time, and nodded repeatedly: "I have heard it, I have definitely heard it, not just Red Bean, but also Vulnerable Woman, I Do, The Edge of Love and Pain, etc. I love to listen to them."

"Of all the singers, your songs are my favorite. I finally get to meet you in person. Can you sign an autograph for me?"

Even though she is in her forties, Yuan Xiuhua is still a fan of celebrities.

After confirming that the person in front of her was indeed her favorite queen Feifei, her face was filled with excitement and her speech began to become incoherent.

"It's just an autograph, any amount is fine." With a slightly strange look on her face, Feifei nodded and responded immediately.

Things like paper and pen were already available in the room.

Seeing Feifei nod, Yuan Xiuhua quickly got up and found a note paper and pencil on the bedside table in the bedroom.

"What's that expression on your face, you bastard?"

"Is it embarrassing for me to ask my idol for an autograph?"

"I'm telling you, Feifei is by your side. If you dare treat her badly, I'll break your legs!"

Yuan Xiuhua got the autograph smoothly and her face was full of excitement.

When she saw her idol, she didn't even care about her own son. She waved her fist at Jiang Yao, who was sitting on the sofa with an awkward look on his face, and gave him a few warnings.

(End of this chapter)