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Chapter 110 Thought My Uncle Wanted to Be a Father and Make Money
The crew is provided with food and lodging, but how can Xie Rongyang let Huo Qiao eat boxed lunches with other actors?
The assistant ordered takeaway from a restaurant. When Xie Rongyang was about to ask Huo Qiao to go to her car for lunch, he found Huo Qiao standing in the yard, watching the extras line up to get their lunch.

When Xie Rongyang was about to call her, the next second, Huo Qiao raised his foot and walked towards the extras.

These ensemble performers are of different ages, some are old and some are young.

One of the small group performers looked to be around four or five years old, and he was wearing a prince's costume. It seemed that he was playing the role of the little prince in the play.

Young ensemble performers will always be accompanied by adults, but this little ensemble performer, it doesn’t matter if there are no adults around, and quietly stands in the lunch box line, waiting to get his own lunch.

Suddenly, someone called his name.

"Liu Xiaogui?"

The small group of performers turned their heads away when they heard the sound, their pink and jade-carved cheeks were a little red from the sun, but their peach blossom eyes were as beautiful and moist as ever.

There was no expression on the child's face at first, but when he saw Huo Qiao, his pupils visibly trembled for a moment.

Seeing the child standing still, the person behind him urged impatiently: "Little kid, do you still want to eat? If you don't eat, get out of the way."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to push the child away, but before she could touch the corner of the child's clothes, she saw a pair of white Shengxue hands hugging the child.

Huo Qiao glanced lightly at the group performer, his eyes were piercing.

Although she had never met Huo Qiao, she had an outstanding appearance, and her demeanor was different from that of ordinary people. The extras did not dare to offend her, so they lowered their heads and did not speak.

Huo Qiao didn't bother to argue with him, and walked away with the child in his arms.

The child hugged her neck obediently, and rubbed Huo Qiao's face with his furry head.

Huo Qiao's heart was softened by the child's rubbing, and he asked softly, "Why are you here?"

The child opened a pair of clean and pure eyes, and said two words in a soft and tender voice: "Make money."

Huo Qiao: "..."

Ok.

No problem.

Being a group performer in the crew is not for making money, is it for experiencing life?
Huo Qiao looked around: "Where's your uncle? Why didn't he follow you?"

"Outside." The child pointed to the outside of the studio, with a calm tone, "Setting up a stall."

So this is, the nephew is acting as a group performer on the set, and the uncle is setting up a stall outside to deceive people?
Huo Qiao didn't know how to evaluate Shengun's baby-raising skills, so he just hugged Liu Xiaogui and walked towards Xie Rongyang's nanny car.

Xie Rongyang was leaning on the car door to play with his mobile phone, when he looked up and saw Huo Qiao walking over with a child in his arms, he couldn't help but burst out a Chinese quintessence: "Damn it?"

Shocked, the phone almost dropped.

She frantically picked up the frightened cell phone, her expression full of astonishment: "Little aunt, who is this child? Are you an illegitimate child?"

Huo Qiao was speechless: "Do you think we look alike?"

Xie Rongyang repeatedly compared the looks of the two: "It seems a bit similar, but not that similar."

Huo Qiao said: "His name is Liu Xiaogui, and he is a child I rescued from human traffickers before."

Xie Rongyang: "I was scared to death, I thought my uncle would like to be a father."

Huo Qiao: "..."

She got into the car with the child in her arms, and lightly said, "Fifth Master and I have no plans to have children."

"why?"

These words did not come from the mouth of one person.

After Xie Rongyang finished speaking, he followed and looked at the child in Huo Qiao's arms.

I saw the child raised his head with no expression on his face, but there was a hint of stubbornness in those peach blossom eyes, and asked repeatedly: "Why?"

Why not have children?
Don't you like it?
Huo Qiao was slightly startled, then regained consciousness, pinched the child's soft face: "Because Fifth Master doesn't want me to be a single mother in the future."

And under what circumstances would Huo Qiao become a single mother?

Naturally, after Xie Yuzhou died.

Xie Rongyang was silent, didn't speak, and was so irritable that he wanted to smoke, but found that he was wearing a costume at this time, so he just twirled his fingers.

A childish voice sounded: "So, do you like children?"

Huo Qiao raised his hand and rubbed the little guy's soft hair, his eyes were gentle: "Just because we don't want children, doesn't mean we don't like children."

A child is not an item, but a living being. If you bring him into this world, then as parents, you must be responsible for him.

She and Xie Yuzhou didn't want children, it was a decision based on multiple considerations.

Of course, more importantly, they are not sure whether they can give this missing child a future.

The child looked at Huo Qiao with piercing eyes: "Then do you like me?"

"Whether Wu Ye likes you or not, I don't know." Huo Qiao put the child on the seat and opened the lunch box on the table, "But I definitely like you."

Hearing this, the child's eyes seemed to be brighter, and he looked at Huo Qiao quietly for a while, then suddenly stretched out his arms to hug Huo Qiao's waist, and said in a low voice, "Me too, I like you all the most."

Huo Qiao didn't hear the child's murmur. She put the food on the table and took out the bowl and chopsticks.

Suddenly remembered: "Xiao Gui, can you use chopsticks?"

Liu Xiaogui nodded her head: "Yes."

Only then did Huo Qiao feel relieved, and gave the child a pair of chopsticks.

The child is well-bred, he eats in a graceful manner, and he is not picky at all. He will eat whatever dish Huo Qiao puts for him.

Huo Qiao didn't notice, but Xie Rongyang, who was sitting opposite, noticed that the child frowned slightly while eating spinach.

Obviously don't like spinach.

Xie Rongyang burst out laughing, adding to his flamboyant charm: "You kid, just say so if you don't like spinach, why do you force yourself to eat something you don't like?"

Hearing this, Huo Qiao's action of picking up spinach stopped immediately, turned to look at the child beside him, and asked softly, "Don't you like spinach?"

The child hesitated for a few seconds, and seeing that Huo Qiao didn't show any displeasure, he nodded slightly: "Yes."

Next time Huo Qiao would pick up food for a child, he would first ask the child if he liked it before serving it to the other party.

Fortunately, except for spinach, other foods are not hated by children.

Xie Rongyang was full, he held a glass of drink and drank slowly: "It's really a coincidence that not only you and my uncle have peach blossom eyes, but even the food they hate is exactly the same."

If she hadn't been sure that her uncle had never had a woman before Huo Qiao, she would have suspected that the child was her uncle's illegitimate child.

Huo Qiao's expression was slightly startled, and his apricot eyes looked at Xie Rongyang who was opposite him with a bit of blankness: "Doesn't Fifth Lord like spinach, too?"

"Yes." Xie Rongyang nodded, "Uncle hates eating spinach the most."

Huo Qiao: "..."

But Xie Yuzhou ate all the spinach she gave to Xie Yuzhou last time.

...It can't be because she caught it, so men eat it, right?
Isn't the kid next to me like this?
He obviously doesn't like to eat spinach, but because she gave it to the other party, he ate it without saying a word.

Huo Qiao felt helpless and at the same time felt soft and crisp in his heart, as if a small electric current was passing through him.

The sun was a little bright at noon, and the air conditioner was turned on in the car, but it wasn't that hot.

Xie Rongyang leaned against the back of the chair to take a nap, and Huo Qiao coaxed the child to sleep for a while.

The child leaned on the car window and looked in the direction of the street. When he heard Huo Qiao's voice telling him to sleep, he obediently put his little head back, lay on Huo Qiao's lap, and obediently closed his eyes to sleep.

A street not far from the studio.

A handsome young man in beach shorts was fanning himself while looking at the entrance and exit of the studio.

Muttering in his mouth: "Why hasn't this little ancestor come out yet?"

He's starving to death.

The young man changed his hand to hold the fan, and touched his sagging stomach with the free hand: "Young ancestor will not forget to bring me food, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, the young man felt that it was impossible.

During the time they came to the capital, relying on him to set up a fortune-telling stall could not make a living at all. It just so happened that a crew recruited extra performers, not only paid wages, but also included three meals a day, so Liu Aotian came up with an idea to ask Liu Xiaogui to work in the crew. Ensemble.

The child's beautiful and seductive peach blossom eyes looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and then opened and closed his small mouth and uttered two words: "No."

He didn't come to Kyoto to be a group performer.

　#small theater#
　　Xiao Qiao: What are you looking at, little turtle?Come take a nap

　　Little turtle: good
　　Liu Aotian: Starved to death, starved to death
　　
　
(End of this chapter)