Entertainment: God-level nanny

"Is this always the case in your store?"

Pointing to the door, Su Yiming grabbed the He Miao helplessly and forced her little head to twist.

"I'm really sorry, sir."

The waiter had an embarrassed look on his face and said: "Because our store is at the intersection of waiting areas A and B, it is the only way to board the plane.

If some celebrities are recognized when they pass by, the customers in the store will run out to see them, so..."

Such is the feeling!

Su Yiming nodded and said: "Understood, please serve the food quickly and hold the door for us when you go out later."

"Okay, sir."

The waiter nodded, turned around and left the room to place his order.

"Dad, let's go out and have a look too."

He Miao looked at her father excitedly, eager to try.

"What are you going out to see?"

Su Yiming patted He Miao's little head and said, "How many celebrities have you seen these days? Don't go!"

"Humph."

He Miao pursed her lips and muttered: "If Aunt Qingzhu is here, she will definitely let me go..."

"What did you say?"

Su Yiming's eyes widened.

"No, it's nothing."

He Miao shook her head quickly, but her big eyes moved around a little guiltily.

"Huh? No!"

Seeing He Miao's little movements, Su Yiming suddenly changed his expression and said, "Tell me, are you hiding something from dad?"

"No, no!"

He Miao's little head shook like a rattle, her little mouth was pursed tightly, and her two little hands were stirring each other, obviously looking very nervous.

"He Miao, did dad teach you not to lie?"

Su Yiming looked into He Miao's eyes seriously and said, "Tell dad honestly. Is there something you haven't told dad?"

He Miao bit her red lips with her small silver teeth, and her big eyes darted from side to side for a while.

Finally, he still whispered a little aggrievedly:

"I, I just told Aunt Qingzhu, when we will leave and where we will stay.

Then, Aunt Qingzhu told me that she would come to me..."

"what?"

Su Yiming was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Did you tell Aunt Qingzhu that we were leaving? You don't have a mobile phone either, what is it..."

Just as he said this, He Miao took out an exquisite watch from his small pocket.

Judging from its brand, it’s actually Apple’s latest watch.

"Aunt Qingzhu said that a phone card has been inserted here. The first one saved is Aunt Qingzhu's phone number. Auntie also applied for a WeChat account for me..."

While saying this, He Miao pressed her little hand on it twice.

A reduced WeChat window opened, and then an avatar appeared in the WeChat window. Who was it if it wasn't Song Qingzhu?

"When did she buy you this watch?"

Su Yiming said dumbfounded: "It won't be before we leave this afternoon, right?"

"Ah? Dad, did you see it?"

He Miao looked at her father in surprise. She covered her watch with her little hand and hid it beside her, saying, "Dad, you won't take it from me, will you?"

"I didn't, I guessed."

Su Yiming shook his head and said: "Okay, don't guard dad like a thief. Since your Aunt Qingzhu bought it for you, it's yours. Dad won't..."

Jingle Bell!

Just as Su Yiming was talking about this, He Miao's watch rang an Apple bell.

The caller was none other than Song Qingzhu!

He Miao glanced at her father.

"Look what I'm doing? Why don't you pick it up quickly?"

Su Yiming said helplessly: "Don't worry, dad won't talk about you."

"Then let's make an agreement!"

He Miao nodded, then quickly swiped to answer.

Those who are skilled in the movement have done it countless times.

The next moment, Song Qingzhu, wearing a fisherman hat, sunglasses and a mask, appeared on the small screen of the watch.

"He Miao, I'm here, where are you?"

Song Qingzhu asked with joy in his voice: "Hey, this is a restaurant, right?"

"We are at Chaoshan Hot Pot Restaurant!"

He Miao said impatiently: "Room 101."

"I happened to be passing by. I'll go find you after I get rid of them."

Song Qingzhu replied, "By the way, don't tell your father that I'm here, we'll see you soon!"

After saying that, He Miao hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.

He Miao's little brows suddenly wrinkled, and she was so worried that she almost cried out.

Why is this Aunt Qingzhu in such a hurry?

"Why are you looking so sad?"

Seeing He Miao frowning, her nose wrinkled, and her mouth pouting, Su Yiming couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Can you be happy? Can you be cheerful? Ah? What troubles do you, an older child, have? May I ask?

What are you doing with your face? "

"what?"

He Miao looked at her father in confusion. Why did these words sound familiar?

I seem to have heard it somewhere!

"Hey, look, you're not happy anymore."

Su Yiming suppressed his laughter and said, "If I were you, I would definitely tell you everything honestly by now..."

……

Ten minutes later.

When the panting Song Qingzhu rushed to the private room, what he saw was Su Yiming slowly eating beef, and He Miao gnawing corn on the side.

Those big beautiful eyes are looking at the steaming beef, drooling!

"coming?"

Su Yiming glanced at Song Qingzhu, still holding the beef with his chopsticks, "This surprise of yours is not a surprise at all!"

"Why, you don't welcome me?"

Song Qingzhu sat on the chair next to He Miao and said, "He Miao, why don't you eat?"

"Me, I can just eat corn."

He Miao shook her head and swallowed hard.

"Even if I don't welcome you, does it matter?"

Su Yiming said helplessly: "You said you wanted to go together and then you woke up immediately, why did you have to do this?

From now on, do things openly and openly.

To be honest, I don't really like this approach. "

In fact, this matter is not a big deal.

But for Su Yiming, he didn't want anyone to take advantage of his children, even though the other party had no ill intentions.

"Okay, I was wrong this time. There will definitely be no next time."

From Su Yiming's words, Song Qingzhu knew that the other party was a little angry, so he quickly apologized.

After that, she took out a small box from her bag and handed it to Su Yiming.

"what?"

Su Yiming put down his chopsticks and asked while taking the box.

"Just open it and take a look."

Song Qingzhu didn't answer directly and just took a chopstick of the freshly blanched beef to He Miao.

He Miao did not open her mouth, but just turned to look at her father.

Su Yiming glared at her angrily and said, "Okay, let's see what I do?

Your Aunt Qingzhu is here, let’s start eating! "

"Woohoo, thank you daddy."

He Miao's eyes lit up, she threw the corn aside and couldn't wait to open her mouth and ate the beef on Song Qing's bamboo chopsticks.

The tender beef dances in the mouth.

That wonderful touch made He Miao's big happy eyes narrow, and her short legs swayed back and forth happily on the chair.

"Is it tasty?"

Seeing He Miao's happy expression, Song Qingzhu asked softly.

"good to eat!"

He Miao nodded quickly and said, "Aunt Qingzhu, you should eat it too, it's delicious."

"Okay, I'll eat too."

Song Qingzhu smiled, picked up a piece of beef, lightly dipped it in the sand tea sauce, and put it in his mouth.

Her eyes lit up and she said, "Well, it's indeed delicious."

"Hehe, if it tastes good, just eat more." He Miao giggled.

Seeing the big one and the small one eating beef with one chopstick and one with chopsticks, Su Yiming shook his head and opened the small box.

Inside the small box lies a black and white card:

In the middle of the card is printed a cross made up of four slender gramophone patterns. Directly below is the English letter 'fennessy', and there is a line of numbers starting with no. in the lower right corner.

"This is……"

Su Yiming looked at it carefully, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said: "Exchange card for Vannessy gramophone?"

The Vanish brand, born in 2005, focuses on the development and production of highly decorative classical audio. The gramophones it produces are extremely influential throughout Longxia and even the world!

Many top singers at home and abroad basically own a Vannessy gramophone, either for daily use or as a collection.

Therefore, although Vannessy has many stores around the world, some classical gramophones and customized gramophones are very difficult to buy!