Chapter 57 Can You Do It?

Xia Qing was speechless. Why did the topic turn to herself for no apparent reason?
What can't you grasp?
What does the stinky uncle need to grasp?
Something is wrong!
Xia Qing felt something was wrong.

Earlier, Lin Guzhi answered the village party secretary, "Uncle, I've told you, I'm just friends with her, don't think too much. And she's not like the coal boss's daughter you mentioned, she's not that spoiled."

The village party secretary seemed to see through everything. He glanced at Lin Guzhi and said, "We are just friends. What do you need to explain?"

Lin Guzhi smiled and said, "We are just friends, so you can't misunderstand me. I really have a good personality, not like what you said."

Xia Qing: "..."

She couldn't tell what she felt for a moment, but she was still happy that the stinky uncle could explain it to her.

And the stinky uncle was indeed telling the truth. How could I be so spoiled and inconsiderate of others?

As she spoke, she took Xiaoxi's hand and followed Lin Guzhi and the village party secretary to the door of the village party secretary's house.

The corridor outside the village party secretary's house is indeed very narrow, and cars cannot enter. The back walls of the houses in the front row are rising, and the sunlight cannot shine into this corridor.

"We're here. Come on in."

The village party secretary turned around and smiled at Xia Qing and Xiao Xi, then walked in and called, "Xiuzhi, Xiuzhi, look who's here!"

Xiuzhi is the name of his wife.

Lin Guzhi fell behind, waited until he had distanced himself from the village party secretary, and whispered to Xia Qing, "You can decide what to do later. If you are worried about exposing your identity and don't want to stay longer, I will tell my uncle and aunt in advance and ask them not to make lunch. Let's sit for a while and then leave."

"If it's ok, you can have lunch here. The food here is very different from that in Haicheng, you can give it a try. As for the identity issue, my uncle and aunt are not the kind of people who spread gossip everywhere. I'll tell them that you only show up at my uncle's house, and they won't spread it."

He really wanted to try the food from his hometown. Jin Province had a lot of noodles, which was very different from the eating habits in Haicheng. Even if there were places selling noodles in Haicheng, they were not the flavors of Jin Province at all.

Now that he has finally returned, he will feel like something is missing if he doesn't try the food from his hometown.

Xia Qing hesitated for a while and said, "Then uncle, let's have lunch here. I also want to try your special food. But you must tell uncle, and you must keep it a secret for me."

She heard Lin Guzhi call the village party secretary "old uncle", so she followed suit. An uncle, an old uncle, she thought it was quite appropriate.

Lin Guzhi smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."

Xia Qing felt a little embarrassed for a moment: "What are you thanking me for? I didn't do anything."

Lin Guzhi glanced at Xia Qing and didn't say much.

This woman is so innocent and kind, how did she make it in the entertainment industry?

A patch of sunlight was shining in the yard, just right on the door of the main room. There was a mosquito-proof curtain hanging on the door, which swayed when the village party secretary entered just now.

"Who is it? You look so startled."

A fat middle-aged woman lifted the curtain that had not yet settled and walked out. When she saw Lin Guzhi, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she came forward while speaking, "Oh! Isn't this Guzhi? Why did you bear to come back?"

Lin Guzhi called out, "Auntie."

This woman was naturally Xiuzhi, the wife of the village party secretary. She walked up to Lin Guzhi, looked him up and down, and said, "It's only been three years since we last met. How come you've become like this? You look so much older."

Lin Guzhi smiled and said, "Aunt, you are the one who speaks the truth. My uncle only praises me for my maturity."

Xiuzhi rolled her eyes: "Are you pointing at me? What do you mean by honest? Are you saying that I can't speak."

The village party secretary followed Xiuzhi out and grinned.

Xiuzhi then looked at Xiaoxi and Xiaqing: "What is this?" Lin Guzhi didn't answer in a hurry, but asked first: "Aunt, where is Kaicheng?"

Kaicheng is the son of the village party secretary, several years younger than Lin Guzhi. They only have one child. Three years ago, Kaicheng was just in junior high school, so he should be in high school now, right?
The village party secretary came over and answered, "Kaicheng went to his classmate's house to play and will stay there for two days. He will go to high school soon and will probably be very tired by then. Now that it's a holiday, he can finally have a good rest. We don't want to bother him too much, so we just let him go."

Lin Guzhi nodded, and then he said to the village party secretary and his wife with confidence: "Uncle, aunt, let's go home and talk."

"What are you doing? You're so mysterious."

Xiuzhi muttered something, but still walked towards home.

Everyone went into the house together, and Lin Guzhi introduced Xiuzhi: "Aunt, this is my adopted daughter Xiaoxi. Her parents are dead, so she follows me now."

Then he pointed at Xia Qing and said, "This is my friend Xia Qing. She has a special identity, so she always wears a mask and sunglasses when she is outside. I haven't given you a detailed introduction. Can you keep this a secret for me?"

Xia Qing cooperated with Lin Guzhi, took off his sunglasses and mask, and greeted, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

The village party secretary and Xia Qing's eyes widened immediately, obviously recognizing this singer who had become somewhat famous in the past two years.

Xiuzhi raised her hand and pointed at Xia Qing, stammering, "Aren't you that star?!"

Xia Qing nodded and said, "Aunt, it's me."

The village party secretary opened his mouth but said nothing for a moment.

Xiuzhi's eyes sparkled, and she said, "Oh! It's really you! My Kaicheng loves listening to your songs and even bought your album. We only got to know you because of Kaicheng! If Kaicheng knew..."

As soon as he said this, the village party secretary hurriedly said, "Don't tell Kaicheng. If he knows about this, won't it spread?"

"Okay, I won't tell you. I won't tell you."

Xiuzhi narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Who told him to go out and play instead of studying at home? I won't tell him if he's not here. I'll go cook, what do you want to eat?"

Xia Qing heaved a sigh of relief when she heard what the village party secretary and his wife said. She was sure that what the stinky uncle said was true. This old uncle and aunt were indeed quite reliable.

Lin Guzhi said, "Aunt, just do what you see. Do whatever you need to do. No need to ask me."

Xiuzhi agreed, left the main room, and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. The village party secretary was busy pouring tea and preparing a fruit plate. While taking the fruit, he called out, "Gu Zhi, come here."

"coming."

Lin Guzhi agreed and followed the village party secretary.

The village party secretary ordered, "I'll wash the fruit and put it on a plate. You can take it over. I'll go get you some tea."

"Row."

Lin Guzhi agreed again and said, "Uncle, you don't need to pour us tea, just plain water will do."

The village party secretary ignored Lin Guzhi and only asked in a low voice, "How do you know this famous star?"

Lin Guzhi replied: "We met by chance."

The village party secretary sighed, "Well, forget it. After all, it's your own business. I can't say much. Anyway, you should think about it more. We are just ordinary people, and he is a big singing star. We are not the same kind of people.

"As the old saying goes, it's better to demolish a temple than to destroy a marriage. If you two are really good friends, I can't just break you up. And I'm not as familiar with Xia Qing as you are, so I have no right to say anything.

"I'm just reminding you that if two people want to be together, they have to be able to get along well in life and work. Just think it through."

(End of this chapter)