I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 244 On-site interview by a daily reporter

He Yuyu's resentment towards Song Wu will probably last for a long time.

Quanjude's roast duck still feels the same as before. After all, no matter how much Quanjude changes the ingredients, it is impossible to change the duck.

So not to mention other things, at least the roast duck is still real and tastes the same, even though it is so expensive that it makes people feel distressed. But at least Song Wu, Lou Xiao'e and Gao E were happy to have their stomachs full.

When the family goes out for fun, they will eventually get together for a meal. No matter how much it costs, it is only right to have a good meal.

However, He Yuyu was miserable. She could only look at the roast duck she wanted to eat most, but she couldn't take a bite. She had just snatched Huanshi and stuffed her belly so tightly that there was no room left. Even the roast duck smelled disgusting.

When Song Wu left Quanjude, he looked at the depressed and listless He Yuyu, smiled and patted her head: "Okay, I promise you, if you want to eat again one day, I will specially Can I run over and pack one for you?"

He Yuyu said seriously: "You promise?"

"I promise. Promise the teacher."

Then a smile appeared on He Yuyu's face again, and he reached out to hold Song Wu's arm, "I knew that Brother Song Wu was the best."

They picked up the car and pushed it a few steps when they bumped into the young man who took the photo for him and his foreign friends.

This time, when the young man taking the photo saw the bicycles pushed by Gao Xiao'e and Lou Xiao'e, he ran over with a look of surprise and excitement.

He pointed to the sidecar stroller and asked Song Wu, "Where did you get this?"

Song Wu looked at Gao Xiaomiao, who was looking excited and waving his little hands, and made a face at the girl, and then replied: "I did this to make it convenient and safe for the children to travel."

The young man taking the photo extended his hand excitedly, as if he wanted to shake Song Wu's hand.

Song Wu stretched out his hand and shook his hand. Who would have thought that he would hold on tightly and not let go.

"Comrade, which unit do you work in?"

This..., Song Wu looked at this guy with surprise, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

The young man saw the doubt on Song Wu's face. He smiled and let go of his hand and took out a work ID card from his jacket pocket: "I am a reporter from RM Daily. I think it is very meaningful for you to make this stroller, and I am also very interested in interviewing you. And write a report.”

Hiss, Song Wu couldn't help but gasp. It's just a stroller, right?

You are really afraid of whatever you want. People are afraid of being famous, but pigs are afraid of being strong. Why is it so difficult to keep a low profile?

Song Wu wanted to leave now and take his children and wife home quickly, why should the daily reporter let him stay where he could. I have some freedom.

What a pity. These days, if a reporter from such a big daily newspaper wants to interview you, if you don’t actively cooperate, there will be a problem.

Now Song Wu regretted it so much, why did he think of asking this person to help take photos, and his camera seemed to have his image in it.

Song Wu was thinking wildly in his mind, but in the end he said with a smile on his face: "This is just a gadget I made for the convenience of my children. Is it worth it?"

A reporter from the daily said: "Small inventions have great effects. You don't dare to underestimate the gadgets you made."

The key is that the people next to you also join in the fun. Not just Lou Xiao'e and Gao'e, but also He Yuyu. It’s not a big deal even for those foreign friends to watch the fun one by one.

Gao'e and Lou Xiao'e have already introduced to others the advantages and disadvantages of using this stroller.

He Yuyu was even more exaggerated. He had already listed Song Wu's various brilliance and prowess for reporters.     Holy shit, it’s done. Since these prodigal old ladies are like this, Song Wu might as well lie down.

The daily reporter excitedly conducted an on-site interview. Lou Xiao'e and Gao E also cooperated very well. They rode their bicycles and allowed daily reporters to capture many shots. Even Song Xiaofeng and Gao Xiaomiao appeared happily.

Song Wu didn't need to say anything at all, he just needed to cooperate and take two photos and that was it.

Those prodigal ladies couldn't hide anything. They basically told everything they had to say. They felt that being interviewed by reporters from other daily newspapers was such a glorious thing, so they were eager to add more fuel and jealousy. Say something.

Today's outing was a bit anticlimactic for Song Wu, with mixed joys and sorrows. So much so that on the way home, he seemed a little restless and worried.

Lou Xiao'e asked him: "What's wrong? Since meeting the reporter, he seems unhappy."

Song Wu said to him: "I don't like to be exposed, and I don't like to be high-profile. It may not be like what a big newspaper will write now, and there may be some trouble when the time comes."

Lou Xiao'e thought for a while, turned to look at Song Wu's frowning face, and burst into laughter: "Why do you only think about bad things and not good things? Why do I always feel that it can only be good things and not bad things?"

Song Wu sighed softly in his heart. He couldn't say that. It was just a habit. He was just used to it. If he could keep a low profile, he would keep a low profile. If he could not stand out, he would not stand out.

Lou Xiao'e said to him again: "Okay, don't worry there. The good things that others can only dream of will become a big problem for you."

right. Don't dampen the mood of the children and the wife. Everyone is happy today. There is no need to worry about some unexplained things.

Song Wu cleaned up his mood and tried his best to cheer himself up.

Back at the entrance of the courtyard, Song Wu was opening the door of the repair shop, and happened to meet Sha Zhu coming out of the toilet.

He saw several people at the door from a distance and shouted to He Yuyu: "Yuyu, wait for me."

He shouted and ran over at a faster pace. When he came to He Yuyu's side, he asked excitedly: "Where did you go to play today? Did you eat anything delicious?"

He Yuyu said proudly: "I went to Chang'an Street and played in the square for a while."

Silly Zhu was greatly disappointed, "Oh, I thought you had gone somewhere, it turned out to be street gangsters."

He Yuyu said unconvinced: "Let me tell you, Silly Brother, today we not only went to BJ Restaurant to have a table, but also went to Quanjude to eat roast duck." He Yuyu drooled as he spoke. Her stomach was empty, and she couldn't help but feel greedy again when she thought about the roast duck she hadn't eaten just now.

Hey, Silly Zhu exclaimed, turned to look at Song Wu, and said in his heart: "This guy is so heroic." As an old Qinxing, he must know the price of food at BJ Restaurant, but he didn't expect that Song Wu would lead several people to not only eat Went to BJ Restaurant and had roast duck.

Now Si Zhu almost regretted it. When he left in the morning, He Yuyu even called him.

But he was lazy and didn't get up when he wanted to take a nap. At that time, I thought about going shopping with a few women and children. What’s the point? But I didn't expect..., alas.

Song Wu just opened the door and heard He Yuyu grinning there again. He turned and said to her: "Yuyu, don't speak so loudly. What did we do today and where did we go? Apart from your brother, don't talk to her anymore." I told others, ha."

He Yuyu stuck out his tongue and said, "I know, Brother Song Wu, but don't forget to promise me."

Song Wu walked up to He Yuzhu and said, "In two days, your sister still wants to eat roast duck. When I buy it, you can also eat two bites and drink two cups."

(End of this chapter)