Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 609 Collecting Water
Feinan moved in response to the sound, jumped several times, and quickly came to the side of several people.

Feng Chengcheng pulled Huanhuan, his face turned pale, and Guangzi also looked at Huanhuan in surprise, with a look of fear.

Huanhuan's hands were wet, holding a wet duck doll.

"what happened?"

Feinan stepped forward to inquire.

"Huanhuan just now went to get something from the pot...the pot was full of boiling water..." Feng Chengcheng looked at the big iron pot that was steaming in horror.

Feinan was shocked when he heard the words, and quickly looked at Huanhuan, only to find that Huanhuan was not burned at all, and her two little hands were still pink and tender.

He touched the doll in Huanhuan's hand. The doll was soaked in hot water, and the tentacles were still a little hot, but Huanhuan didn't seem to feel its temperature at all in his hand.

Seeing Huanhuan's pitiful appearance, Feinan was thoughtful.

Isn't she afraid of being hot?

When she was in the north, she didn't have this ability?
Is it because of the ability I learned after staying with that guy for a while?
Nong Jinsun and others also rushed over: "What happened?"

"It's nothing."

Feinan shook his head: "Huanhuan almost got burned, but she's fine now."

"It's true, Aunt Chen, where did people go when the water was boiling?"

Nong Jinsun retorted and persuaded: "The water is boiling here, it's too dangerous, let the children play over there! No one with eyesight to watch, it's still not okay."

He meant something, and as he spoke, he glanced at Photon who was standing aside awkwardly.

Feinan thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's okay, children will inevitably have bumps and bumps, I told her to be careful."

As he spoke, he hugged Huanhuan aside and asked softly, "Huanhuan, are you burned?"

Huanhuan shook her head.

Feinan asked again, "Don't you think the water in the pot is hot?"

Huanhuan shook her head again and said, "It's not hot, it's warm and comfortable."

Looking back at the steaming cooker, Feinan instructed in a low voice: "In the future, you won't be by my side, you can't touch hot water, and you can't play with fire, do you understand?"

"Ah."

Huanhuan responded, holding the wet doll in both hands, lowering her head in frustration.

"Okay! It's all right."

Fei Nan rubbed her head, and comforted her, "As long as you're fine, go find Aunt Cheng Cheng!"

After all, he picked up Huanhuan again and returned to Feng Chengcheng and Guangzi.

"Is she all right?"

Feng Chengcheng took Huanhuan's hand again, examined it carefully, and asked distressedly, "Are you scared?"

"Fortunately, it should be luck, the water hasn't been heated just now, she's fine."

Feinan put Huanhuan down: "It's better for you to watch her! I haven't finished working there yet, so I'll boil the water again, and it will be soon."

"it is good."

Feng Chengcheng pulled Huanhuan and protected her tightly.

Photon on the side looked at the pot and stove thoughtfully.

Although Aunt Chen didn't let her do it, she was indeed heating the hot water seriously.

She knows that the weather is cold now, everyone is working outdoors, and the body temperature is losing fast.

Therefore, the water in this pot and stove is kept at a very high temperature all the time, just add some charcoal and it will boil.

She was the first to notice that Huanhuan put his hand into the pot. Just now, Huanhuan just grabbed the duck doll with one hand and played in the pot. Looking at the heat rising in the pot, it should be very hot water, but Huanhuan didn't feel hot at all, but had a great time playing.

This made her very puzzled and puzzled.

……

Next to the pier, in a small dark gambling stall, smoky, smelly of feet and sweaty, there are dozens of coolies carrying big bags around the gaming table, playing dice yelling .

The idle man who was surrounding the entrance of the studio before got in, looked left and right, and came behind a red-faced man who was playing mahjong.

There was a long scar on the red-faced man's face from the corner of his eye to his cheek, which turned purple when he shouted excitedly, like an ugly centipede lying on his face.

"Master Fu."

The idle man possessed himself and said such and such in the red-faced man's ear.

"What? Who are you fooling if you still play this trick on Lao Tzu's territory?"

The red-faced man yelled in dissatisfaction: "I'll go there myself! I want to see what those guys are doing mysteriously!"

A thin man with a mole on his cheek reminded him: "Master Fu, I heard that those people were introduced by Li Axiang, is there anything wrong?"

"What are you afraid of?"

The red-faced man glared: "I'm giving Li Axiang face for Feng Jingyao's sake, otherwise, I'm afraid he'll be a servant?"

"It's been so long since the warehouse has been handed over. I don't have any filial piety. They don't come to visit the pier. It's because those people don't know the rules. If I don't take a look, they think I'm dead! Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he directly pushed the mahjong down and strode out the door.

The skinny man with the black mole also followed behind, calling out to the idle gamblers inside and outside the gambling booth, and followed to support the scene.

Soon, the red-faced man led a mighty group of people to the door of the studio warehouse.

The Jingwu brothers who guarded the gate saw the red-faced man approaching aggressively, and hurriedly locked the door bolt, and sent someone in to report: "Go and invite senior brother, someone seems to be looking for trouble."

While talking, the red-faced man and the others had already arrived at the gate, banging on it.

"Who is it?"

The Jingwu brothers inside the door raised their voices to ask.

"Neighbor! Come visit! Open the door!"

The warehouse door was not considered strong, and it was a little crumbling after being smashed vigorously.

The Jingwu brothers guarding the gate were afraid that the gate would be smashed, so they had to lean on their shoulders to prevent the gate from opening.

There was a lot of noise inside and outside the door. At the intersection, a black Ford car slowly approached and stopped.

In the carriage, Gu Jiatang looked at the commotion at the door and couldn't help but gasp.

"who's that?"

In the back seat, Boss Du was holding a copy of "Spring and Autumn" and asked without raising his head.

"It seems to be the scar-faced old man, leading some people to block the door, I don't know what's going on."

"Go and ask." Boss Du calmly ordered.

"Yes."

Gu Jiatang pushed the door and got out of the car, put the wide-brimmed hat on his head, and walked over.

At the door, Feinan and others who had heard the news came to the door and asked someone to open the door.

The Jing Wu brothers on the set also rushed over, forty or fifty young and strong boys stood together, the number of them was no less than that of the scar-faced old man.

Old Fu, who originally planned to knock on the door and barge in, saw this group of people, hesitated for a while, and didn't dare to take a step.

"Who are you looking for?"

Feinan frowned and asked.

The shooting inside was not going well, and people came one after another outside, which made him very upset.

"Are you the boss here?"

Old Fu crossed his hips and looked at him through his nostrils.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Feinan didn't deny it.

"Ha ha!"

Old Fu laughed and said, "We are neighbors, why not drop by?"

Feinan glanced at him: "If you have something to talk about, it's fine to drop by. I don't have time today, let's try another day!"

"Hey! You young man, you speak with a gun and a stick?"

The old Fu lifted up his clothes, put his foot on the gap in the doorpost, raised his chin and said, "Then I will make it clear that if you open the door for business on Guangfu Road, it is customary to invite the bosses of the whole street to dinner. Give me [-]% of the water, no one taught you these things?"

"Oh I see."

Feinan nodded: "Are you here to collect my water?"

Old Fu laughed, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm following the rules, everyone is the same."

Smiling, Feinan's face turned cold, and he said a word: "Get lost!"

(End of this chapter)