Yang Yue: "Hahaha... well, a little baby can improve the stability of heterosexual marriages, and it can also make homosexuals realize the preciousness of the two-person world hahahaha indirectly improves happiness..."
Shang Jing came back behind He Jiang like a walking dead, and put his head on his back.
Why, he didn't understand.
He Jiang's back trembled slightly, obviously because he was holding back his laughter.
What are you laughing at? Why laugh at him with other people.
Shang Jing asked in a low voice, "Did you really remind me just now?"
He Jiang: "Yes."
Shang Jing pursed his lips, blaming He Jiang for not reminding him enough: "Are you really an investor in the program group? Why does the director always bully you and me?"
He Jiang farms and he takes care of the baby. What kind of sweet life is this in the 1980s
Shouldn't it be played by Mr. Cen, who specializes in period dramas
He Jiang remained silent, who made her boyfriend unlucky.
After a while, Yang Yue pushed a baby carriage, in which lay a powder-carved and jade-carved baby, wearing a Tang suit vest and a tiger-head hat.
"His nickname is Nan Nan. He is about to turn one year old. He is not afraid of life. He likes to be hugged by anyone. He has just fallen asleep after drinking milk. The limited time for bringing the baby is four hours."
Shang Jing squatted next to the stroller, turned off the microphone, and said softly, "Can he sleep for four hours at a time?"
Yang Yue: "There is no such record during the day, but it can be done at night."
Shang Jing: "Then our group has a baby, what are the other groups doing?"
Yang Yue: "You are the one taking care of the baby, and He Jiang is going to visit the Ancient Wedding Culture and Folklore Museum with the other groups."
Shang Jing's eyes widened, why is it still a widow's way of raising children
He Jiang simply said, "I won't go."
Yang Yue confirmed: "After the visit, there will be a quick question and answer session on wedding knowledge, and those who don't go will directly lose points for the last place."
He Jiang: "Wait until this session connects me live, that's it."
Director: How about you become the director
Shang Jing frowned slightly at the side, looked at the little baby, and thought to himself, you still have a good conscience to congratulate your father temporarily.
He took the baby stroller from Yang Yue, and at this moment, Nan Nan in the stroller woke up, rolled around and sat up by herself, holding the edge of the stroller with her chubby little hands, and turned her head to stare at Shang Jing curiously look.
The two looked at each other for three seconds, Nan Nan touched the side, grabbed her own feeding bottle, and shook it vigorously towards Shang Jing.
Empty, no milk.
Shang Jing: "..." Did you just fall asleep after drinking the milk you promised
It's fake just after drinking milk, and it's also fake just falling asleep.
The child's mother was watching the live broadcast in a certain room, and a somewhat embarrassed voice came from Shangjing's headset: "Nannan is better at eating..."
Program group: "Dads prepare milk powder diapers by themselves."
Nan Nan threw away the empty baby bottle and reached out to Shang Jing: "Hug!"
Shang Jing was a little nervous, and grabbed He Jiang's sleeve: "You, help me watch for a while."
He ran to the hotel room like a gust of wind, went to the bathroom to quickly remove his makeup, and changed into a soft sweater without buttons.
Although Shang Jing's skin is good, and his facial features are correct and beautiful, but the variety show filter is too large, it is not appropriate to apply makeup, and the facial features are easily blurred by the filter during the broadcast, but the effect is not as good as some heavy makeup.
Just a little thin makeup, easy to remove makeup.
Shang Jing was afraid that the cosmetics would rub off on the child, so when he walked out refreshedly, he was in a better mood.
He Jiang stared at his flushed face, moist and black eyes, and couldn't help pinching him.
Shang Jing: "Why pinch me?"
He Jiang understated: "The child's face is so cute, it's a pity that I can't pinch it."
Shang Jing: "I'm still a meal replacement?"
He Jiang said seriously: "Of course you are the only dinner."
Shang Jing's cheeks became hot for no reason, and he pushed He Jiang: "Go and buy milk powder and diapers."
According to the instructions of his mother in the headset, Shang Jing carried Nan Nan out of the stroller, and then...then he couldn't put it down anymore.
Small things can be eaten, plus winter clothes, the weight is not light at all, and I like to be walked around and hugged, and when I put it down, my mouth deflates and I want to cry.
Shang Jing tried to put him on the marriage bed, and within three seconds, he saw his big watery eyes.
"When the milk powder arrives, make it for him to drink, and he will be honest. Now you can let him cry, it's okay."
Although his own mother said that he let it go, Shang Jing had never raised a baby, and the crying of a child was a big deal to him.
What's more, this little kid will laugh and call his brother when he hugs him.
Shang Jing held the child softly and wandered around until his hands were so sore that he couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and called He Jiang: "Why haven't you come back yet?"
He Jiang: "Sorry, there's a bit of a traffic jam... I can't find the milk powder he drinks... I see, I'll be right back, just hold on."
When He Jiang came back, he saw Shang Jing in the hotel lobby leading the child to learn to walk. The period of the child learning to walk was very tiring, and the adults had to bend over to support him all the time.
Seeing He Jiang, Shang Jing acted as if he saw a savior: "Go and change clothes, you come and hug him."
Three minutes later, He Jiang changed into a set of casual clothes, carefully picked up the child, and then changed to holding the child with one hand, rubbing Shang Jing's waist with one free hand: "Tired?"
In the arms of the tall and burly He Jiang, a one-year-old child is suddenly not enough to look at, as if he can easily hold him with one hand for a day.
Shang Jing: "Why are you so proficient?"
He Jiang: "I hugged my cousin's child, that's a noisy one too... Don't talk about it, just unpack the milk powder."
According to the instructions, Shang Jing determined how many spoonfuls of milk powder to soak in a bottle of water, as if he was doing a measurement experiment.
After successfully breastfeeding the child and holding the child for dozens of minutes, Shang Jing was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back: "I want to cook dumplings, do you want to eat them?"
He Jiang: "Eat."
Shang Jing took out two catties of dumplings from the refrigerator. In order to avoid having a baby, he had a whim and wanted to make fried dumplings.
He searched for a simple tutorial on the Internet, first heat the oil, and then make the dumplings. When the dumplings are fried, pour water to submerge half of the dumplings. After the water dries up, the fried dumplings are fragrant and crunchy.
After a few minutes, the water dries up and the dumplings burn.
Shang Jing took a spatula and shoveled it vigorously, but did not move the dumpling. The dumpling skin was torn and the filling was exposed.
"What's delicious about the skin, the stuffing is the essence."
Shang Jing took out the plate, picked out the whole minced meat with chopsticks, and picked up a plate.
Really fragrant.
Then he honestly boiled the dumplings.
His culinary talent is all based on the word "boiled", Shang Jing is sure.
A plate of boiled dumplings and a plate of minced meat were served on the table. He Jiang tactfully did not ask where the dumpling wrappers went. She sat with the child on her lap and picked up chopsticks to eat.
The index finger suddenly got wet, and He Jiang looked down. The little baby was staring straight at the dumplings on the table, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth dripped on his hand.
Shang Jing suddenly rolled his eyes: "Look, children under one year old can talk better than you!"
He Jiang: "... speak better than me?"
Shang Jing: "Well, he's saying that the dumplings I made are delicious. Unlike some people who only empty the trash can."
He Jiang had no choice but to give Shang Jing a blow to his confidence in cooking: "I told you that you were unlucky in cooking games, but I didn't lie to you, did I? Why can't you believe that the foie gras last time was really bad?"
Shang Jing pointed to the minced meat on the table: "Because it's boiled! If you say my fried foie gras is unpalatable, I will admit it."
He Jiang: "I should have watched your game videos last time and ate them all."
Shang Jing learned from the "Handbook of Zuo Jing" and is very good at turning over old accounts: "You said I played games for dinner? Do you still save the video of my last place in your phone as a joke? You just looked at me on purpose last time. Is it a joke?"
While the adults were talking, Xiao Nannan quietly stretched out her chubby little hand to grab a dumpling, and couldn't wait to put it in her mouth to taste.
He Jiang quickly grabbed his hand and confiscated the dumplings: "Can he eat this stuff?"
"I don't know, I'll ask." Shangjing added the child's mother on WeChat, and asked in a while, "It can be eaten, but you have to watch him and let him sip it."
"Okay." He Jiang returned the dumplings to him, stretched out her legs and hooked over to the children's dining table bought today, put the child in, and watched the children eat.
Shang Jing looked at the table and a pile of things in the corner, and asked, "How much did you spend today?"
He Jiang: "More than two thousand."
Shang Jing sighed: "Raising children is really expensive."
With his luck, he was a money-spreader in his previous life. Fortunately, he and He Jiang don't have to have children.
"Our child is about to turn one year old, and Uncle Cen next door is not allowed to pay a birthday gift?" He Jiang said calmly, "More than two thousand will be credited to him."
Shang Jing's eyes lit up: "It's okay! You are so smart!"
He thought of the more than 8,000 shares of Cen Feinuo's mysterious girlfriend. This young couple is really good.
Of course, Zhuang Qun is also good.
He Jiang happily accepted Shang Jing's compliment, while wiping the child's mouth and hands.
Shang Jing worked hard on the side to make dumplings, and he learned the way of raising a baby without a teacher-first feed one person, and the other will take care of the baby, and change when they are full.
Shang Jing ate ten dumplings, Xiao Baobao ate one, and it was He Jiang's turn after both of them finished eating.
"Brother! Hug!"
Shang Jing thought, sure enough, he wanted to hug again after eating, and was planning to go over and pick up the child.
"Wait." He Jiang asked, "Are your hands sore from holding a baby?"
The merchant nodded: "He's so fat."
A smile flashed across He Jiang's eyes, and he hid it well so that Shang Jing could not see it, "I bought you an auxiliary tool."
Shang Jing: "What?"
He Jiang stood up and dug out a waist stool from the big bag in the corner. The material was light and could be tied around the waist, allowing the baby to stand or sit on it. The waist would exert force to reduce the burden on the arms.
He Jiang took it out and put it on for Shang Jing.
The thin waist was tightened by the belt, and the waist stool was tied by him like a new fashion luxury. He Jiang's eyes darkened, and he helped Shang Jing fix it carefully, and then gave him the baby to try.
"Is it easier?"
The merchant nodded: "It seems to be."
"Then you hold it first, and I will eat as soon as possible."
Shang Jing walked around the bed twice with the child in his arms, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "Since you bought it, why didn't you just take it out and use it yourself?"
He Jiang: "I have great strength, so I can't use it."
"I'm also strong, and I still have the strength to wait for you to finish eating in a few minutes." Shang Jing frowned slightly, and suddenly saw the picture of twin cubs hanging on the wall from the corner of his eye, and immediately felt like he had been hit by a chain trick since 8888.
Just four hours of raising the baby, before He Jiang left, she didn't know that the little boy wanted to be hugged all the time, and she obviously bought it on purpose to amuse herself.
Do you think he is very virtuous? Can it bring out the demeanor of the head of his family
Shang Jing suddenly realized that his recent route seemed to have gone astray, and he didn't look like a master.
Originally, there were only part-time jobs in the diary, such as laundry and cooking, but under his operation, there was also the item of raising a baby, and he became more and more licking the dog.
Don't do it, otherwise He Jiang thinks he is easy to bully.
Shang Jing frowned and thought for a while, then turned his eyes, um, yes.
"Eat dumplings every day, don't you get tired of it?"
He Jiang said sincerely: "The dumplings you made are the best I have ever eaten."
Shang Jing was complacent for a moment, now it's too late to flatter.
"I really miss the sauerkraut fish made by Mr. Cen. It's delicious. Mr. Cen can do everything."
He Jiang was dipping a dumpling in vinegar with her chopsticks: "..."
Good enough sour.
Shang Jing further stimulated him: "Why is Mr. Cen's partner so lucky, and your partner is so unlucky. Does Mr. Cen have a male lead halo?"
He Jiang seemed to dislike being compared with Cen Fei Nuo.
It was easy for Shang Jing to figure out the reason: Cen Feinuo and He Jiang must have known each other since they were young. Fino comparison.
He Jiang's face turned dark, and the dumplings in her hand were no longer fragrant.
Shang Jing finished the last sentence: "Next time there is a variety show like this, I will be in the same group as Mr. Cen."
Veins twitched on He Jiang's forehead. He didn't know if Shang Jing was deliberately provoking trouble, but he was indeed provoked successfully.
next time
This kind of variety show? What variety show
Marriage variety show
Do you still want to be with Cen Fei Nuo
Think shit.
He put down the dumplings and stood up with a dark face.
Shang Jing held the child vigilantly and took a step back, suddenly regretting, there is a child here, what if He Jiang couldn't help but hit him and accidentally injured the child
Shang Jing swallowed: "You, calm down."
He Jiang strode forward, protecting the child with one hand, and grabbing Shang Jing's waist with the other, he lowered his head vigorously and nibbled at the corner of his lips.
When eating dumplings, you can't dip them in vinegar, you have to dip them in peanut sauce.
Strictly speaking, this is not a face-to-mouth kiss.
But it was enough to set off shock waves in Shang Jing's blank life of more than 20 years. If He Jiang hadn't hugged his waist and child, Shang Jing felt that his knees were about to kneel down.
The redness climbed up the cheeks, starting from the corner of the mouth, as if there was a burning heat, spreading at the speed of light, making the heart beat so fast that it flustered.
The little baby looked at Shang Jing, then at He Jiang, leaned over like a model, hugged Shang Jing's neck, and wanted to kiss Shang Jing's other cheek.
He Jiang blocked his chubby face, shooting jealousy indiscriminately: "My wife, you can't kiss."
The blocked baby was not angry, but thought that He Jiang was playing some game with him, biting his fingers and giggling.
Eat a lot and laugh out loud.
Shang Jing's cheeks burned even redder.
At first, I thought that only He Jiang was present, and it would be fine when the heat on the face dropped. Anyway, it's not like I haven't kissed before, and I must have done even more exaggerated ones.
He is a mature man, he should learn to face kissing calmly.
But... was actually laughed at by the children!
Although he knew that Xiao Nannan was not laughing at him, Shang Jing was already ashamed and wished he could dig a hole in the ground.
He handed the child to He Jiang: "Eat, you're full, right, you bring it yourself."
In a panic, he untied the waist stool, threw it on the bed, opened the door and ran: "I'll go see if the other teams have come back."
He Jiang held the child and paused for a moment, then pursed her lips, but she was not superficially at ease.
After all... Including this time, he only kissed Shang Jing twice.
The last time when they broke up, he flew to the other side of the ocean in a hurry and was splashed with cold water, thinking that he couldn't lose money on the air ticket anyway, so before leaving, he kissed him presumptuously according to the business situation.
That was his first kiss with Shang Jing.
He Jiang gave the baby a rattle to play with, and she finally understood.
Sometimes anger is the primary productive force, normal gentleman demeanor can only drink northwest wind, and you can't kiss your wife in eight lifetimes.
Shang Jing blushed and ran to the rooftop to calm down, and met another friend who was blushing.
Business scene:?
Zhuang Qun: "..."
The two squatted on the rooftop to meet each other, Shang Jing: "Why are you so red?"
Zhuang Que stammered: "Teacher Cen is taking a bath, I accidentally—"
Shang Jing automatically completed Zhuang Quin's words, and was surprised. Didn't he just see that Mr. Cen was naked? What's the matter with men
He looked at Zhuang Qun, suddenly his heart tightened, he quickly looked around, only the two of them, and said in a low voice: "You don't like Cen Feinuo, do you?"
I don't like it, Cen Feinuo has a mysterious girlfriend.
Zhuang Que didn't admit it at first, but he paused and scratched at the railing with his fingers for a while, "I just like it a little bit, not particularly."
Shang Jing inhaled slightly, he didn't seem to like it at all, he had to persuade Zhuang Que to rein in the precipice.
Zhuang Qun said: "I'll tell you, I don't know who to tell it to for so many years, anyway, it's just like this, and I haven't thought about anything else. Teacher Cen is an artist, and he won't like idols like me."
Shang Jing didn't know why he was so trusted by Zhuang Quin, he was a little moved, but...
"The next thing, you may be sad when you hear it, but as your friend, I must tell you. Cen Feinuo... has a long-time girlfriend in private."
Brother, we don't even match gender, forget it.
Shang Jing is He Jiang's wife, and He Jiang is Cen Feinuo's good brother who wears a pair of pants. What he said must be true.
Zhuang Qun stared at him blankly, a tear suddenly rolled out of his eyes, he raised his hand to wipe it away: "I see, after the variety show is over, I won't cooperate with Mr. Cen again."
Shang Jing took out a tissue from his pocket and quickly wiped away his tears, "Don't cry, there is no grass anywhere in the world, the entertainment industry has no shortage of handsome men."
Zhuang Que tried his best to hold back his depression, and said in a relaxed tone: "There are so many handsome guys, and the handsome ones are not single anymore."
Shang Jing: "There will be. You see He Jiang is so handsome, he will become single after a while."
Zhuang Que thought he was joking, sniffed, and pressed all his emotions back into his chest.
"Thank you for reminding me and not making me stupid."
In fact, Shang Jing felt a little guilty. He always felt that he made Zhuang Qun cry. He patted him on the back: "I will introduce to you in the future. There are many handsome guys outside the entertainment industry, such as brain doctors and psychologists..."
Zhuang Qun: "Why are they all doctors?"
Shang Jing: "I've had a lot of contact with these two professions recently."
He Jiang gave Shang Jing half an hour to calm down, and took a second to find him.
The staff automatically showed the way. As soon as He Jiang opened the door, he ran into Cen Feinuo who came out from the opposite door.
Cen Feinuo was dressed neatly, as if he was going to attend some meeting.
He Jiang glanced at this dog-like brother, suddenly a little dissatisfied, what time is it still dressed like this? And because I have a baby, there is still a child's saliva on my clothes, no wonder Shang Jing compares him with him every day.
He Jiang asked the way, but unexpectedly, the two of them were heading in the same direction.
After receiving their boyfriends on the rooftop, He Jiang looked at Shang Jing: "It's okay to blush, why are your eyes red?"
Kiss and end up crying
This is not good news.
Shang Jing: "It's okay."
Cen Feinuo looked at Zhuang Qun whose eyes were even redder, and was a little at a loss for the first time: "Did something happen that I don't know?"
Zhuang Qun: "It's okay."
He Jiang and Cen Feinuo looked at each other.
This scene is quite like two people quarreling on the rooftop and making each other cry.
Shang Jing was thinking about Zhuang Que's matter in his heart, but he couldn't care less about his shyness. He followed He Jiang back to the house, and couldn't help asking: "Is there anyone in the entertainment industry who is single and like Cen Feinuo... well, artist ? Veteran cadres?"
He hadn't paid attention to the entertainment industry before, and he knew only a few people.
He Jiang: "Is Cen Feinuo really that good?"
Remember after eating pickled fish once
Then he also learns how to cook, okay
Shang Jing was puzzled: "Why are you so fierce, I'll ask."
He Jiang: "Why are you asking this?"
Shang Jing: "I have a friend who likes this type."
He Jiang: "Is that friend of yours yourself?!"
Business scene: "..."
"No! They are really friends! Don't introduce them."
Shang Jing squatted in front of the child with crooked eyebrows, he thought for a while, and called Zhuang Quin over to tease the child to divert his attention.
Zhuang Que simply couldn't wish for it, and as soon as the news arrived, he immediately ran away from Cen Feinuo's eyes like burning his butt.
Shang Jing pushed He Jiang out of the door: "I'll give you a vacation, you can find some other fun. I'll just watch the kids with Zhuang Quin."
He Jiang: "..."
He Jiang strolled over to Cen Feinuo with a stinky face, and saw him preparing dinner.
Regret, regret in my heart, few people knew that Cen Feinuo could cook.
If I had known earlier, I would have ordered takeout for Shang Xiaogou that day.
Cen Fei Nuo: "What are you doing here?"
He Jiang: "Look at how you cook pickled fish."
Cen Fei Nuo: "Just do it according to your current tone, the acidity is the most authentic."
He Jiang: "..."
Cen Feinuo: "What did the two of them do on the rooftop, and they are in a bad mood when they come back, did you ask?"
He Jiang sneered: "You really care about him. If Teacher Cen can't even pry Zhuang Qun open, can you still expect me to ask Shang Jing?"
Shang Jing's dog temper is much stronger than Zhuang Qun's.
Zhuang Que and Shang Jing watched the child together until the four hours were over, and then reluctantly returned the child to his mother.
Shang Jing gave all the supplies He Jiang bought to the young mother, and wrapped a red envelope with Zhuang Qun as a gift for the child.
"Hope to see you again in the future."
"I want to see Nannan contact me on WeChat." The young mother waved while holding the child's hand, "Come on, say goodbye to my brother."
"Bye, brother." The child leaned against his mother's arms, yawned, and waved to Shang Jing.
Seeing the child being taken away, Shang Jing sighed, "You're so good, I didn't cry once."
Although fake crying many times.
But...surrounded by the atmosphere of the film emperor watching the emperor, it is normal for a child to have some acting skills.
The four of them ate dinner together, basically each had their own concerns, and there was no communication. He Jiang observed the business scene and found that he didn't look at Cen Feinuo, but kept looking at Zhuang Qun, and felt relieved a little.
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Hmm... No, I seem to be more worried.
We ate late for dinner, cleaned up the kitchen together, and then went to the small room to record today's thoughts, and the time turned to ten o'clock.
Thinking of that kiss, Shang Jing always felt that the corners of his mouth were a little hot, and kept pretending to concentrate on playing with his mobile phone, ignoring He Jiang's probing gaze.
But the phone is really no fun.
Shang Jing wandered around boredly, and was about to put on a quilt and pretend to be dead, when suddenly, a group of "desperate wives" jumped out.
He hurriedly pulled up the quilt and looked secretly.
-Cen Feinuo's mysterious girlfriend: 1551 I'm broken in love.
Shang Jing blinked, what's going on, I just persuaded one to leave, why did the mysterious girlfriend here also break up
Shang Jing hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"
-Cen Feinuo's mysterious girlfriend: It's always been my wishful thinking, now I finally figured it out, the distance between me and him is too far, it's impossible, let's stop here.
-Yang Yue's fiancee: Are you off your fan
-Cen Feinuo's mysterious girlfriend: No, I'm still a loyal fan of Teacher Cen!
In the entertainment industry, couples get together less and leave more, and it's normal for couples to break up after being together.
Shang Jing comforted the mysterious girlfriend with a few words, torn in his heart, feeling like a double-faced person, very despicable.
Should I tell Zhuang Que the news
What if the mysterious girlfriend can get back together
Shang Jing couldn't think about such a complicated question at all, he showed his head in confusion, and asked He Jiang, "Why did Cen Feinuo break up with his girlfriend?"
Isn't this recording a variety show? Where did Cen Feinuo break up with his girlfriend in American time
Could it be because the mysterious girlfriend saw Cen Feinuo making sauerkraut fish for Zhuang Quin in the live broadcast room, and Cen Feinuo is also a scumbag, who has never made sauerkraut fish for the mysterious girlfriend
He Jiang was stopped by Shang Jing, and asked back: "Where did Cen Feinuo get his girlfriend?"
Shang Jing looked at him sympathetically, the feeling between you brothers is not as good as it seems on the surface, you disclosed your wife, but they still hide it.
I can't count on He Jiang. If I can't think about it tonight, I will have to continue to struggle with the sad Xiaozhuang tomorrow.
After thinking about it, he got up from the bed, put on his shoes and knocked on Cenfino's door.
Ask the Lord himself what he thinks of the mysterious girlfriend.
If there are still feelings, Zhuang Quin will give up.
If there are a lot of scumbags, Zhuang Que will also take the opportunity to recognize this person.
Therefore, when Cen Feinuo opened the door, Shang Jing didn't shy away from Zhuang Qun, and asked bluntly, "You broke up with your girlfriend? So suddenly, do you have no feelings?"
Cen Feinuo looked at He Jiang, who was late, and asked him with his eyes, was it because he was jealous that he arranged him in front of the business scene
It's fine for him to arrange it, he can still be round at ordinary times, but when asked in front of Zhuang Quin, he has to maintain his innocence.
He Jiang shook her head, expressing that she was also confused.
Cen Feinuo: "You may have misunderstood, I don't have a girlfriend."
Shang Jing: "Why don't you? Don't you have a very generous and mysterious girlfriend named..."
what do you say that is
The group is full of pronouns, but no one has mentioned their own name.
"You wait, I'll ask."
A private chat with a mysterious girlfriend at a shopping mall: "What's your last name?"
With a ding dong, Zhuang Quin's cell phone rang.