Regarding Rong Yuheng's rude words, Wen Zezhen kindly chose to be tolerant.
When the two got home, it was time for dinner. Rong Yuheng held a small bag and probed behind Wen Zezhen's brain. The latter had just opened the door and entered the entrance, when the big white goose in the living room moved at the sound, flapping its wings and leaping towards them—
"Erze brought the child back?"
Rong Yuheng responded happily, "Uncle, here I come!"
Wen Zezhen changed his slippers, turned his head and took the bag in Rong Yuheng's arms into his hands and walked into the house, "Dad, Rongrong brought you a bottle of good wine."
There was a tall adult man missing from the entrance, and it immediately seemed spacious. Wen Zhongyun came to Rong Yuheng and rubbed his hair lovingly, "Come here, what gift do you bring!"
Rong Yuheng's hair was rubbed up again, he said "kekeke", "Mama asked me to bring it here~"
In Wen Zhongyun's mind, the blurry ascension figure in the old photo instantly appeared.
He rubbed his hair for a while, then said, "Thank you so much."
…
Wen Zezhen put down his things, changed his clothes and went into the kitchen, Rong Yuheng wanted to follow up to help, but was persuaded to stop.
Wen Zezhen took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, opened the bag, cleaned and placed the table, and the movement was smooth and unobstructed.
Rong Yuheng was silent for a moment, and then said softly, "I feel like I'm in a fairy tale."
Wen Zezhen was feeding the beef, when he heard a melody suddenly sounded in his mind:
I would like to become, in the fairy tale, the angel you love...
His back trembled slightly, and even the movements of the coders slowed down, "What fairy tale?"
Rong Yuheng, "Alice in Wonderland." He felt that Wen Zezhen was a fairy, and he was still sleepwalking.
Immortal Wen Zezhen, "..." is also fine.
After confirming that he was useless, Rong Yuheng retreated into the living room again. Wen Zhongyun was sitting on the sofa and watching a drama with his computer in his arms. When he saw Rong Yuheng coming over, he immediately waved, "Come on, come on!"
Rong Yuheng ran over with a "da-da-da", "What's wrong, uncle?"
Wen Zhongyun turned the computer screen, facing the former, and it was playing "Walking in Plain Clothes" on it.
Rong Yuheng was caught off guard: Hiss...!
"Su Yi" broadcasts two consecutive episodes at 8:00 pm every weekend, and it has now reached the fifth episode. The first dozen episodes were almost all Rong Yuheng's scenes in the gang, and Wen Zezhen rarely appeared, so he didn't expect Wen Zhongyun to follow the drama.
"Uncle, why don't you watch it? Teacher Wen will have more scenes after fourteen episodes."
Wen Zhongyun, "Goose hehehe~ What's so good about him, I just want to see your play."
Rong Yuheng immediately held his heart in flattery, "I'm not good at acting!"
Wen Zhongyun commented objectively, "Fortunately, this doesn't test your acting skills very much." After all, he performed in his true colors.
Rong Yuheng: ... He seems to have been connoted!
The two looked at each other silently for a long time, and finally Wen Zhongyun was the first to break the silence, "By the way, I haven't thanked you yet for the last Weibo account."
"… "
Rong Yuheng suddenly became more silent! How could he forget such a topic!
Wen Zhongyun was still chattering, "But who stole my account? After I got on the account, I looked at it, but there was an extra Weibo calling on everyone to respect the author - why does it feel like a good person?"
Rong Yuheng panicked in his heart, but his face was as steady as an old dog.
Hearing this, he immediately used his life's unique skills to make nonsense, "Maybe a certain god came down to earth and borrowed your Weibo account to achieve justice."
Wen Zhongyun pondered for a moment, but was actually persuaded. He even tried to explore in this direction, "What kind of fairy would use my Weibo..."
Rong Yuheng didn't dare to say a word, he was afraid that he would blurt out: God of Cooking.
At this moment, the "God of Cooking" Wen Zezhen was still preparing food for the domestic hamsters and big white geese in the kitchen. The latter two, who were waiting to be fed, sat side by side chasing the TV series "Suyi Kexing".
It's a wonderful feeling to see your own face on the screen, especially when this "self" is still in another character.
Rong Yuheng leaned on his knees and probed obediently, and Wen Zhongyun seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, "Do you think it's amazing? It's like looking at a stranger who looks like him."
Rong Yuheng said, "Slightly. Although others say that I am very close to the character, in my opinion it is still very different."
Wen Zhongyun sighed, "I used to watch Zezheng's play, and I felt the same way. He has played so many roles that I sometimes think, is this my son's choice? But seeing the characters suffer , and feel distressed - so even if it is a role in a play, as long as Zezhen plays it, it is difficult for me to completely distinguish the two."
Rong Yuheng has never experienced this kind of feeling before, and now he shows a confused look...
Seeing this, Wen Zhongyun, Hu touched Rong Yuheng's head, "You will also play various roles in the future. You have a good foundation, and you are progressing quickly, and your play will be wider and wider."
He paused and then said, "If one day, Zezhen brings some small emotions because of a certain role you played, my uncle hopes you can understand him."
Only then did Rong Yuheng understand what Wen Zhongyun meant: he was afraid that he would have a conflict with Wen Zezhen.
Rong Yuheng was quite moved, and Wen Zhongyun's mind was really delicate.
Tears of his moving face were about to well up in his eyes... Suddenly, he froze again. Wait, why did Wen Zhongyun tell himself this? Did he find that Wen Zezhen likes him
Rong Yuheng couldn't help but startled. He couldn't help but glanced at Wen Zhongyun with a guilty conscience, but the latter just rubbed his hair lovingly, without any hint of temptation.
The warm and harmonious atmosphere with a little excitement between the two ended when Wen Zezhen brought the plate to the table. The latter also wore a waistband and looked very flamboyant.
Rong Yuheng's little heart jumped: Damn, the owner surrounded by the smell of meat is so damn charming!
The three of them got to the table, and Wen Zezhen brought the goblet and filled it with the wine brought by Wenqin. Under the light, the wine is bright and attractive, and the wine swayed a beautiful arc when it rushed into the bottom of the glass.
The slightly drunk smell of alcohol mixed with the aroma of fried steak filled the small dining room. Wen Zhongyun took the lead in toasting, "Welcome Xiaorong home, and thank you Erze for the loving feast - Happy New Year's Day, everyone!"
Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezhen raised their wine glasses and touched him, the walls of the glasses collided with a crisp sound, and a few drops of the mellow wine splashed in the air and fell into the glasses.
"happy New Year!"
Rong Yuheng took back the wine glass and took a sip. The wine tasted very mellow, and the mouth was smooth, almost sliding into the throat against the tongue coating. After a few seconds, I tasted it carefully, and I felt a little reluctant.
Wen Zhongyun also took two sips and couldn't help but smash it, "The taste is balanced, it really is a good wine!"
Wen Zezhen put down the wine glass and turned to Rong Yuheng, "How about it, are you used to it?"
Rong Yuheng licked his lips when he heard the words, the tip of his tongue wrapped the sweet smell of wine, and wiped his lower lip with moisture, "It's okay."
Wen Zezhen's eyes were fixed on his lips for two seconds, then he withdrew his eyes and landed on the beef in his plate. His blade sliced through the juicy tender beef, making a small sound in the white china plate.
"That's good, don't drink too fast."
Rong Yuheng raised his chin, "I know~"
Wen Zezhen's cooking skills are really good. He remembered that Rong Yuheng didn't like to eat cold food, so the fried steak didn't have any blood, but it didn't get old.
Rong Yuheng couldn't stop after taking a bite. While biting the steak, he took the wine next to him as a drink. After drinking a glass, he rudely pushed the empty glass in front of Wen Zezhen and motioned for the latter to fill it up for him.
Wen Zezhen was obviously shocked by holding a knife and fork - can his little hamster drink so much?
"Don't drink too quickly, this wine has stamina."
Rong Yuheng pouted unhappily, and gently kicked Wen Zezhen from under the table, "You look down on me!"
Wen Zezhen hurriedly poured the wine, "No no..."
Wen Zhongyun, who was watching, said, "..."
The child seemed to be getting more and more presumptuous—though he didn't mind. But it seems a little bit abnormal
Wen Zhongyun just wanted to remind Wen Zezhen to pay attention. He patted the latter's arm, "Hey, Erze..."
Wen Zezhen glanced at him helplessly, then raised the bottle to fill it up, "You too, drink less."
Wen Zhongyun, "..." No, he didn't want to drink too much.
Wine is something that always gets better and better.
After eating, there was more than half of the pasta soup left, and the situation on the table was out of control.
Wen Zezhen didn't even know how things got to this point—
On his left hand, Rong Yuheng has jumped up on the bench, raised the wine glass and sang loudly, the bright wine glass reflected a dazzling dazzling light under the bright light!
To his right, Wen Zhongyun was lying on the dining table with the upper half of his body, kneeling on the chair with both legs, his whole body bent forward in frustration, and muttering something in his mouth.
And the bottle of wine on the table was almost bottomed out.
... Wen Zezhen's temple jumped "suddenly".
He stood up and wanted to hug the crumbling Rong Yuheng down first, but the latter was quite uncooperative, and even launched a sonic attack at him, "Pukekekekeke...!!!"
Before Wen Zezhen could fight back with force, Wen Zhongyun on the other end suddenly became excited again - I saw the latter's upper body, which was laid flat on the table, suddenly bounced vertically! Maintaining a posture of raising both hands upwards, they stood still in the air for two seconds, and then shook violently, "Goose hehehehehe...!!!"
Wen Zezhen: Ha ha ha.
Rong Yuheng heard a string of goose chirping, as if some kind of switch had been flipped, and the whole person was electrified. He took a deep breath, bent down and put the wine glass on the table with a "bang", then stood up straight again, proud of the audience.
"Next, bel canto singer Wang Rong Yuheng will bring you a movie song that cleanses the soul!"
When Wen Zezhen below heard the words "film and television songs", a long-lost ominous feeling suddenly rose in his heart. Before he could stop the former from attacking, he heard the familiar singing flowing from above his head:
"Deducting the injustices of countless cases through the ages~
I can’t tell enough, I’m unwilling to cry~ woo woo woo~ Heaven…”
Wen Zezhen was caught in his throat - it really was "Dou E's Injustice"!
On the other end, Wen Zhongyun's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration. He waved his arms in rhythm and sang the opera "Dou E Injustice".
"Could it be that the people who suffered from the famine were separated~
Could it be that he flew to bring disaster to life~”
Wen Zezhen felt that he was so close to dying on the spot.
The nightmare that he once flashed in his mind came true on such a family reunion night!
The old and the young sang two completely different songs with passion but unexpectedly harmoniously, and started the dance mode again.
Wen Zhongyun opened his arms around the table and stepped on the dance point happily, as if dancing a bonfire dance, "Little Rongrong, uncle likes your square dance!"
Rong Yuheng took off from the stool and landed on the ground. He knelt down on one knee and put his arms on both sides. He raised his head in loneliness, "Uncle, I'll take you!"
After the two reached an agreement, they danced a bonfire square dance around the dining table in a clockwise direction.
Dancing arms! Happy rhythm! Mixed with the undissipated beef aroma!
Rong Yuheng and Wen Zhongyun clapped their hands and jumped around the table twice, feeling uneasy again. After a two-second pause, they turned their eyes to Wen Zezhen at the same time—
The latter had shrunk into the corner of the dining room for some time, trying to hide himself in the shadows.
But now, he failed.
Rong Yuheng pointed at Wen Zezhen in surprise, turned his head and said to Wen Zhongyun, "Oh~ my old friend, there is a little guy there!"
Wen Zhongyun was also pleasantly surprised. He dragged the unlovable Wen Zezhen to join their happy family, "Really! Look at his little face, he seems to be angry~"
Rong Yuheng was stabbed at the point of laughter, and a burst of wild laughter broke out in an instant, "He's angry~ Kekekekeke!"
Wen Zhongyun also couldn't stand upright with laughter, he almost slipped to the ground while holding on to Wen Zezhen, who was standing upright, "It's a funny goose~ goose goose goose goose goose!"
Wen Zezhen grabbed Rong Yuheng, who almost flipped over with one hand, and Wen Zhongyun, who almost slipped to the point of splitting, with the other hand, looking at both of them with eyes like death...
It was he who indulged the two of them too much.
After finally waiting for Wen Zhongyun to get tired, Wen Zezhen dragged the former back to the bedroom. Wen Zhongyun fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow, snoring with a "Pululu" mouth.
…
Closing the door of his bedroom, Wen Zezhen walked back to the dining room with heavy eyes again, where there was a hamster swimming on the dining table.
"Crash!" The dining room door was opened, and Rong Yuheng was lying on the dining table, his head almost buried in the plate that had not yet been collected.
The most amazing thing is that Rong Yuheng seems to realize that he can't stick his head in, so he avoids the plate to breathe while swimming...
Wen Zezhen almost laughed angrily.
He stepped forward in three or two steps, grabbed the former's collar and dragged the person away from the plate, "Don't you mean you've never been drunk?"
Rong Yuheng didn't respond to him at all, he turned over in the direction where the collar was lifted, his back rubbed against the table top, his clothes were pulled aside, revealing Bai Shengsheng's belly, and the small navel looked quite cute.
Wen Zezhen lost his temper after only one glance.
He rubbed Rong Yuheng's belly helplessly, "Be good, stop making trouble, take a shower and go to bed."
Rong Yuheng lay on the table and swam back, "I'm not going, I'm still swimming in the ocean of joy."
Wen Zezhen, "..." No wonder he wants to swim.
It's quite logical to be a drunk.
Wen Zezhen couldn't help pinching his little face and tugging, loving and hating,
"I'm going to suspect that you're deliberately messing with me. Say, what do you think of me?"
I don't know which nerve Rong Yuheng touched by this sentence. He suddenly sat up straight from the table and shouted at Wen Zezheng,
"You... your ass isn't uptight enough!"
The author has something to say: Wen Zezhen: Today is New Year's Day, the family is reunited, but I was forced to listen to the chorus version of Dou E's Injustice, and was dragged around in circles.
Rong Yuheng: Eh... rhyme, rhyme! hiccup~
Wen Zezhen: …