kvmb Chapter 149 A small episode on the way to Quanjude
Chapter 149 A small episode on the way to Quanjude
After coming out of the Friendship Store, it was almost eleven o'clock. Fu Ziyan was still in high spirits. Her specially tied pigtails swayed back and forth, showing her youthful vigor. Her voice was sweet, "Dad, let's have Quanjude Roast Duck for lunch!"
"Of course, Titti, where do you want to go now?" Fu Qiyuan said with a smile, raising his hand to hook his daughter's wind-blown hair back behind her ears.
This time is very awkward. It's too early for lunch, but there's not enough time to go somewhere else. Fu Ziyan didn't hesitate for too long and said, "Let's just go to Qianmen Street for a walk."
She specifically asked her bodyguard to bring a camera so she and her dad could take photos of their first trip to the capital.
The bodyguards around Fu Ziyan all have good photography skills, and she has specially arranged for someone to train them.
Her life is so wonderful and brilliant, of course she has to record every wonderful moment. As a bodyguard, of course you have to make the best use of your things, no, you have to make the best use of your people!
Fu Qiyuan cooperates with his daughter's various creative ideas. Even if Ti Ti wants to take photos on the street, it doesn't matter. He doesn't care about the attention of passers-by.
But in fact, there are indeed many people stopping on Qianmen Street, but most of them are expressing envy.
That's a camera, it looks like it's definitely not cheap!
However, no one dared to step forward and ask for gossip, because the group of bodyguards following him were no simple characters.
Adults don’t dare, but children do.
Fu Ziyan was walking along Qianmen Street, feeling the atmosphere of the times, when suddenly a child rushed over and wanted to hug her thighs.
He really is clinging to someone powerful!
Of course, with bodyguards following her, the child naturally didn't touch her.
Fu Ziyan was shocked and confused, and Fu Qiyuan frowned. Before the two of them could say anything, Meng Lijun, who was acting as their guide, spoke first, "Little comrade, what can I do for you?"
The child was covered in patches, his face was pale, and his hair was thin and yellow. "Brothers and sisters, please help me, my sister has been missing all morning!"
Meng Lijun pulled the child aside and asked clearly, "Don't worry. Come on, tell me. What's your name? How old are you? Where do you live? When, where, and why did your sister disappear? Who are your family members? Have you reported the case?"
"My name is Sun Ping. I'm nine years old and live in Courtyard 8 of Paizi Hutong nearby. This morning, my aunt asked my sister to go get porridge, but she never came back. I just got home from school and found out she's missing, but I haven't reported it yet. My father passed away two years ago, and my mother remarried. My sister and I live with my grandmother and my uncle and aunt."
Meng Lijun nodded and comforted the child, "Okay, uncle will accompany you to report the case now."
Before he could speak, Fu Qiyuan said, "Comrade Meng, go help the kid. Come back to us after you've solved the problem. We'll have lunch at Quanjude."
Fu Ziyan took out two chocolates from her bag and handed them to the child, "Replenish your energy so you can continue looking for your sister. Don't worry, you will definitely find your sister."
The child choked up and said, "Thank you, sister."
After this, Fu Ziyan didn't want to take pictures anymore, so she simply went to Quanjude with her father for dinner.
Fruitwood roast duck is truly worthy of its name.
"Dad, have you ever eaten at Quanjude before?" Fu Ziyan was very curious as she watched her father blurt out the names of the dishes without looking at the menu.
"Yes, Quanjude has been open here for many years. I used to eat here with your grandma and uncle when I was young." Fu Qiyuan smiled with a hint of nostalgia.
Fu Ziyan was very supportive, "Wow, then Dad, let's try this restaurant. Has the taste changed after so many years?"
The waiter serving tea overheard this and defended their roast duck, saying, "We at Quanjude have always used traditional techniques to roast our duck in hanging ovens. The taste has absolutely not changed and is still as delicious as before."
"That's good," Fu Ziyan smiled at the waiter, but she was thinking about how, after the reform and opening up, other roast duck brands would rise and Quanjude's market share would be squeezed, and that change would be inevitable. She could speak from personal experience: the difference in texture and flavor between the Quanjude roast duck she had in her previous life and the one she had during her summer vacation in the capital was like heaven and earth.
So, eat it and cherish it!
As expected, by the time the roast duck and other dishes were served, Meng Lijun still hadn't returned. Fu Ziyan was very considerate and beckoned the waiter to leave a small portion of the roast duck and other dishes.
Then he started to pounce on the roast duck like a hungry tiger.
Just kidding, Miss Fu's manners and behavior are elegant and noble, which are the result of special teaching and years of cultivation, and this naturally includes table manners.
Like Fu Qiyuan, even the rolled roast duck is particularly pleasing to the eye.
The roast duck had crispy skin, tender meat, and was fat but not greasy. Fu Ziyan was very satisfied with the meal. You can't eat such authentic roast duck in Hong Kong.
When they were halfway through their meal, Meng Lijun finally arrived.
Fu Ziyan was very curious about what happened, and urged him with a smile, "Comrade Meng, eat first, and then tell me what happened after you finish eating."
Meng Lijun responded with "OK" without any perfunctory response.
Fu Ziyan was particularly impressed by his eating speed. He ate a roast duck roll in one bite. He ate quickly but his eating manners were not ugly. It was simply an elegant version of "storm inhalation".
When he finished eating, Fu Ziyan and her father also put down their chopsticks.
Meng Lijun began to tell the story, "Sun Ping's sister, Sun An, has been found. The little girl was only five years old. On her way home from getting porridge that morning, she saw her remarried mother and quietly followed her all the way to Dongcheng District. While holding the porridge bowl, she accidentally dropped it. When she looked up, she found she had lost her in the winding alleys. Sad and scared, she hid in the alley and cried alone."
Fu Ziyan sighed in her heart, the little girl was so pitiful, she was only five years old, and it would take her a lifetime to heal from a childhood without both parents. Fortunately, she had a brother to rely on and support.
"Luckily, we arrived just in time to call the girl out. The bricks and tiles in the alley were old and they almost fell on her." Meng Lijun shook his head. "If they had, it would have been bad."
"The little girl was away from home all morning, and her grandmother and aunt didn't notice?"
"Her aunt thought that there would be a lot of people around at lunchtime and was in a hurry to go to work, so she just ate a few bites and left. Her grandmother went out to collect firewood that morning and thought the little girl had gone out to play, so she didn't pay much attention. It wasn't until Sun Ping got home from school at noon that she realized her sister was missing."
Seeing Fu Ziyan's shock, Meng Lijun explained, "Children nowadays are raised in a free-range environment, so it's normal for them to run around and play."
Whether a child is raised with care or not can be seen from the details. The fact that a child can be lost and not discovered for a whole morning cannot be explained by "free-range" or "normal" reasons. Fu Ziyan thought of her own childhood and was silent for a moment. "What is their family's financial situation?"
"Sun Ping's father died in the line of duty and left behind a pension that was barely enough for his two children to grow up."
Pension...
She had also received pensions, and Fu Ziyan felt a sense of empathy in her heart.
Fu Qiyuan noticed Titi's emotional fluctuations and knew that she had adopted parents but both had passed away, leaving only a pension. He patted his daughter on the shoulder and said, "Since we have met, it is fate. If you want, Titi, you can bring some daily necessities to visit them."
Fu Ziyan came back to her senses, looked at her awesome father beside her, and smiled, "Well, I'll go see them later."
Meng Lijun didn't know Fu Ziyan's past and simply thought she was sympathetic to the two children. "School and work don't start until 1:30 in the afternoon, and there's still some time for lunch break. Miss Fu has plenty of time to go."