Chapter 513 The Soup Needs To Be Stewed Longer To Taste It
When Xuxu went out this morning, she specially wore a set of brightly colored clothes. As soon as the off-duty time came, she carried her bag to get off work with her colleagues.
He didn't say hello to Yan Rusheng.
Xuxu had calculated how long the traffic jam would be during peak hours and set off, and arrived at the Grand Theater just in time for admission.
Holding the tickets, Xuxu didn't follow the crowd into the arena. Instead, she went backstage to visit the children from the orphanage who were preparing to perform on stage. They were putting on makeup.
I heard from Dean Huang that the people who came to the performance tonight are basically children from various welfare institutions. There are several charity star guests present, and some things will be auctioned for charity.
All units participating in the performance today will receive 100,000 yuan in donations.
Xuxu found the dressing room where the Little Xingxing Orphanage was located. Through the door, she heard their laughter and fights.
The corners of her lips curled up involuntarily, and she stretched out her hand to gently push the door open. She didn't go in, but just looked at the little ones at the door.
She found Huanhuan, the youngest in the crowd, wearing a red princess dress, with two braids, a five-pointed star beauty spot on the center of her eyebrows, and her chubby face looked particularly painful.
The little guy is almost four years old. I haven't seen her for many days. She seems to have grown taller again. Does it mean that children of this age grow very fast?
Xuxu leaned against the door frame, her eyes fixed on Xiao Huanhuan's face, a little lost in thought.
"Xu..." Dean Huang turned around and saw Xuxu, and opened his mouth to call her.
Xuxu quickly reached out to silence her, "Shhh!"
Even when the kids knew she was coming, she tried to surprise them as much as possible.
She winked at Dean Huang again, then closed the door.
"Dean, why hasn't Sister Xuxu come yet?"
"She will come back as soon as she said, maybe you can see her when you get on stage."
"Really?"
"..."
Xuxu lay on the door and heard the conversation between the principal and the children. She was infected by the children's innocent and clean voice, and she couldn't help showing a mischievous smile on her face.
She entered the arena with the ticket, and the warm yellow car was turned on in the arena, and the light was a little dim. She found the seat number on the ticket and took a seat according to the number.
What surprised her was that such a big studio was full of seats.
She was in the second row, very near the front. When buying tickets, she asked someone to buy them at a high price, in order to surprise the children and let them see her as soon as they got on stage.
The person in charge of the organizer of the party opened the curtain of the party, and the show began.
The first one to appear was Hope Primary School from a distant mountain village, all girls stood in two rows and sang their local folk songs.
The voices of girls ranging from five to six years old to more than ten years old were pure and free of impurities, like the chirping of larks in the mountains.
Xuxu sat in her seat, patiently watching each program.
...
The kitchen of the 'Xinjia' was small, and Yan Rusheng's tall body seemed very crowded in it. He stood in front of the gas stove, holding the lid of the pot in one hand, and tasting the thick soup that was simmering in the pot with the spoon in the other.
Feeling that the saltiness is almost the same, he looked at the tablet computer next to him again, "The taste is good, do you want to turn off the fire?"
The beautiful woman on the screen was wearing a purple silk pajamas and was lazily leaning on the head of the bed. When Yan Rusheng asked her, she frowned and cursed dotingly: "Stupid son, be patient, the soup needs to be stewed for a while before it tastes good." Son."