What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Tsu City, barbecue restaurant.

The two of them sat at a small square table.

The table was filled with beef, lamb and chicken wings...

The waiter stood by and provided barbecue service.

Qin Fuyao glanced at the chat box on his phone again, then put it down and signed to the person in front of him, "Do you remember when we first met?"

The more you use sign language, the more fluent you will become.

Without it, just familiarity with your hands.

"?!" Xu Xu's eyes were full of confusion. He didn't know how he jumped to this topic and hesitated for a while.

Responded hesitantly: [On the school rooftop.]

He felt a little uneasy.

"Do you remember when we met as children?" Qin Fuyao asked.

Because of what the idiot said, she couldn't help but become curious about the original owner's past experiences, and wanted to know what the story was between the original owner and Xu Xu.

Xu Xu looked at the question she asked in sign language, but still couldn't figure out what it meant, and shook his head in confusion.

【Did we meet when we were kids?】

It would be even better if you have seen it.

Unfortunately, he didn't remember anything like this.

Qin Fuyao was puzzled by his reaction, but she also felt that he didn't seem to be pretending. Moreover, he didn't need to pretend. If he was pretending...

He pretended to be flawless.

She thought to herself and continued to sign, "When we were little, you played at your house and I played at mine. Don't you remember?"

“…” Ever since Xu Xu lost his hearing at the age of ten, he had experienced sadness, pain, and despair, but he had never experienced happiness and speechlessness.

He laughed, a speechless laugh.

The boy’s smile is like the spring breeze and the summer rain.

Somewhat eye-catching.

Qin Fuyao didn't even look at it. He picked up the chopsticks and ate the barbecue that the waiter put on the plate.

He then put down his chopsticks, as if he had thought of something, and picked them up again silently.

Originally, she wanted to ask Xu Xu if he had lost his memory in a car accident when he was ten years old. But after thinking about it carefully, she realized that it was a private investigation after all, so it would not be a good idea to ask rashly.

After thinking about it more carefully, she felt that she could ask the question in a different way.

Qin Fuyao took another bite, put down his chopsticks, and typed on the memo on his phone, "Did you go to elementary school in Jinshi?"

"Yes, in No. 8 Primary School." Xu Xu typed in response.

In other words, the original owner also studied in the eighth primary school?

Qin Fuyao continued typing on the memo, "Do you still remember what happened before you were ten years old?"

Xu Xu nodded, "I remember."

“??!” Do you really remember?

Could it be that Situ Jinghong was deceiving her? It seemed necessary to find time to investigate thoroughly, otherwise this matter would definitely stick in her heart and make her feel very uncomfortable.

[Eat more.] Qin Fuyao decided not to dwell on this matter for the time being and pushed the plate of barbecue to the other side.

Suddenly.

She remembered something and put down her chopsticks. "When we were on the rooftop, why did you say you knew me?"

Xu Xu put down his chopsticks, then thought about what to say, and slowly replied: "You are very famous in school, and many people know you. You gave a speech at the awards ceremony for the first monthly exam, and I was sitting below. Your speech seemed very impressive, and everyone seemed to like it very much."

He couldn't hear any voices, and all he could see was the calm and composed girl, as well as the occasional shocked reactions of his classmates, which made him preconceived that Qin Fuyao must have said something very cool.

At that time, he didn't know that he would have an intersection with Qin Fuyao one day, nor did he expect that she would appear when he was struggling on the brink of death. Even though she saw his miserable state, she did not show contempt like others.

"???!" What the hell is famous? What the hell is liking?

Could it be that Xu Xu didn't know what she'd said that day? He seemed to have a bit of a skeptical vibe towards her. Should she tell him the truth? Or should she forget it... After all, this was a complicated matter, and it would be a waste of time to finish her meal.

Qin Fuyao: [Is that so? Eat more.]

After dinner, the two went shopping in the mall.

Seeing that it was getting late, Qin Fuyao suggested that they go home and have dinner together next time when they were free.

Xu Xu's eyes sparkled, and he had no objection, looking forward to meeting her again next time.

Before they walked out of the mall, they saw that the sky outside was dark, a sign of heavy rain.

Qin Fuyao thought about buying two umbrellas and handed the pure green umbrella to Xu Xu, reminding him: "Go home early and be careful on the road."

[Okay.] Xu Xu clenched the umbrella in his hand tightly, treating it like a treasure.

At this point, the two parted ways.

Qin Fuyao walked alone under the gloomy sky.

When you are alone, you always feel a different kind of comfort.

The only downside is that waiting for the traffic light is so long!

There was a constant stream of vehicles on the roads, and there were surprisingly many pedestrians.

As soon as Qin Fuyao stopped in front of the traffic light, he felt the touch of raindrops on his arm.

He hurriedly opened his umbrella.

As soon as the umbrella was opened, heavy rain suddenly came pouring down. The torrential rain seemed to be about to submerge the entire city.

Qin Fuyao let out a breath, looked up at the flashing red indicator light opposite, and saw the traffic police on duty in the rain.

I couldn't help but sigh: "It's really hard."

After taking a closer look, I found that the traffic policeman's profile looked familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere.

The figure is also familiar.

While Qin Fuyao was deep in thought, the green light came on.

She walked briskly towards the opposite side. The closer she got, the more familiar the traffic policeman looked to her.

Qin Fuyao felt that it was not easy for the people's police, and remembering that his second brother was also a policeman, he felt even more sorry for the situation. He quickly walked to the side of the traffic police, held the umbrella high above the traffic police's head, and tilted it slightly on purpose, not caring whether his shoulders would get wet.

"No need, you..." Shen Yunshen felt it and turned his head away.

When he saw clearly who was holding the umbrella for him, he choked up instantly and looked a little dazed.

He swallowed back his refusal and asked in surprise, "Fuyao? Why are you here?"

As his thoughts turned over and over, Shen Yunshen thought of a hundred reasons for being a traffic policeman here, but he still didn't know where to start.

“??!” Second, second brother?

Don't be surprised first, let me be surprised.

When Qin Fuyao heard the familiar voice, he was as shocked as he was surprised. He frantically recalled the plot about his second brother in the crazy novel in his mind.

Pathetic, there is so little plot.

Brother, aren't you a criminal police officer? Why are you working as a traffic police officer here?

Qin Fuyao was thinking in his heart and asked it out loud.

"Job transfer." Shen Yunshen could only give an ambiguous answer, then said, "Go home quickly. I'll put on my raincoat later."

I originally wanted to keep a low profile, but my strength didn't allow it...

I hope my sister is not a shrewd person.

Qin Fuyao righteously refused, "No, brother!"

"You are my brother. I can't watch you get wet in the rain."

Having said that, her CPU is about to explode.

In this crazy article, there is no mention of the plot where the second brother was "demoted" from the criminal police team to the traffic police team.

This is done.

Qin Fuyao was afraid that he would feel psychological pressure, so he added, "You give your orders, I will hold my umbrella and will definitely not disturb you."

"Okay." Shen Yunshen had no choice but to agree.