Zhang Leyue felt the influence of eating and broadcasting, even the rich second generation couldn't bear it.
In the evening, he ate three large pieces of hoof meat with meat on the belt, which was strongly opposed by his mother, Mrs. Zhang.
"You eat so much, how fat will you be in the next year? Did you know that even the eldest brother of the Li family already has a grandson."
Mrs. Zhang usually does not urge marriage.
But now she felt the tension.
"The live broadcast I like, Zai Zai, turned out to be his child."
Mrs. Zhang was younger than Xu Yuan, and Zhang Leyue was only twenty-five. She was not in a hurry to have a grandson.
But when the person who is the least likely to be a grandmother in the girlfriends group becomes the lovely grandmother overnight, Mrs. Zhang, a die-hard fan, can't hold on.
Envy is not just talking about it, it is the envy of the whole body.
"I like that child ten thousand times. Hey, I wish he was the grandson you gave birth to me."
Mrs. Zhang is sorry.
She was one of the first live viewers to discover the child.
As a result, Xu Yuan was asked to pick the peaches.
Destiny!
As she spoke, she looked closely at her son, who is also a good-looking talent, and his family wealth is also rich, so it is reasonable to say that he is also a sweet potato.
"When will you give me a little surprise?"
One more grandma in the girlfriends group means one less ally who didn't have a grandson.
Mrs. Zhang counted and found that there were really not many people who did not have a grandson, and the sense of crisis was overwhelming.
Zhang Leyue had a piece of elbow stuck in her throat, unable to move up or down.
It was spread all over the circle, and he knew it.
The Li family kept a low profile and did not come out to explain in person.
Li Zhiguo and Li Jun are still majestic, no matter whether they are side branches or others, they keep silent.
But this does not prevent the gossip from spreading.
"Don't be kidding, if I make the girl's belly bigger, I may break her leg."
Zhang Leyue's mouth twitched.
He didn't care about this matter recently, and devoted himself to his gourmet scripts and organizing activities for the diners of Meow Meow Restaurant to go out for dinner.
"My dad said that writing scripts is his last patience with me. Mom, don't hurt me. I have a broken leg. Who will help you get the spoils of shopping in the future?"
Zhang Leyue was not interested in Xiaotuanzi at all.
Not to mention making a baby dumpling for Mrs. Zhang to play with, he didn't even bother to spend time watching the kid's live broadcast.
Mrs. Zhang slapped him, "You can't have a serious relationship, get married and have children? What kind of leg will you break if you go through the normal process?"
Zhang Leyue was about to speak, but heard another sentence.
"However, even if you break your leg, it won't affect your script writing. It's not impossible. After having a grandson, I will stop shopping and stay at home with my little grandson."
"..."
This matter cannot be reversed.
"Mom, I'll give you a piece of fat meat~"
"I don't eat, I'm tired, I lose weight."
"Hey, I'm going to write about the main character's braised pork elbow with honey tonight, conquering the wealthy wives. Take a bite first, and help me see how this paragraph is written later."
"...Son, your hero is very handsome?"
"No."
"Then you think your mother and those wives have never eaten meat?"
"..."
Zhang Leyue was educated by Mrs. Zhang that night.
She felt that her son's writing this text was suspected of discrediting a wealthy wife like her.
Zhang Leyue was so angry that she slapped the table, "Then in two days, go eat elbow with me, and I'll let you meet the prototype of my protagonist!"
"Okay, before you break your leg."
"..."
The Zhang family is making trouble here.
Ye Susu also received a follow-up message from Zhang Leyue.
[38 people become 39 people, do you think so? Thank you for your hard work, lady boss.]
Ye Susu did not refuse.
Turning around, she sent the four small videos she took to the signed 'catnip' on WeChat.
In the next room, Li Jun, who finally finished processing the last document of the day, picked up his phone.
At first glance, his dark eyes flickered.
"President, which restaurant do you want to eat tonight?"
The little assistant opened the food delivery app and came over to ask.
Li Jun glanced at him, then averted his gaze lightly.
He lowered his head to look at the puff pastry soup in Ye Susu's WeChat, and held a small silver spoon in her slender hand, and carefully poked open the puff pastry to scoop the soup. A deep longing.
Her craftsmanship can't be called innovative and fancy, nor can it be compared to the time-honored old Fang, but he thinks the meals she cooks are good.
At that time, even a sip of custard made him feel comfortable and his stagnation disappeared.
Thinking about it, his throat moved slightly.
"President?"
The little assistant peeked carefully, and found that he was watching a soup video, and immediately tapped his phone.
"Western food ranking, take a look."
Li Jun's face darkened.
If Liu Zhen was here, he would know that what he wanted to eat was not western food, but food made by Miss Ye herself.
There are thousands of stores, but they can't match the taste of home.
Li Jun stretched out his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows, "You eat by yourself, don't worry about me."
The male assistant was still thinking about his fault, so he didn't dare to talk too much, and retreated super quickly.
When he left, Li Jun was left alone in the room.
The old house was originally lived by a family of three, with a strong atmosphere of life. There are photos of the family of three cuddling together in the living room.
On the bedside of the bedroom, there is also a wedding photo of Aunt Zhao and his wife.
And the circle next to them are all photos of their son's growth and learning awards.
As long as you pay attention, the destinations are all in pairs, or traces of families of three.
Li Jun pursed his thin lips, picked up his phone, took a photo of the table and replied.
The table is full of electronic products, and everything else is empty, except for a single water glass.
It was in stark contrast to Ye Susu's sumptuous dining table.
He had a miserable life this year, with no taste of the year at all, and no taste of home at all.
However-
"Have you eaten?"
Li Jun pinched his nose, "No."
After thinking about it, he stood up again, walked around the room three times, and leaned on the window sill where he could see the next door, bowed his head and typed.
"I haven't eaten yet. During the Chinese New Year, most restaurants are closed. Ordering takeaway now may take an hour and a half to be delivered."
"I also swept the snow in front of the door today."
Also swept, but today there is no fish soup.
Ye Susu read it for a long time before he understood it.
When she changed hands, she sent him a newly received JPG of begging for food and tears.
"This suits you quite well."
"..."
Ye Susu was not cruel.
She is very protective of what is marked in her territory.
The smell is hers.
She has to protect it.
I didn't eat catnip, and today's earthy love stories are slow.
Thinking about it, Ye Susu glanced at Song Yiran who was teaching mathematics to Ye Xun's first grade elementary school, stood up gently with her paws out, and moved towards the small kitchen step by step.
There is a lot of food for lunch, and there is still leftovers, so the three of them may not finish eating at night.
When she walked into the kitchen, she tiptoedly opened the cupboard and took a large clean bowl, filled it with a large piece of braised pork knuckle super quickly, and scooped a spoonful of white rice to cover it. Vegetables topped with rice.
At first glance, the honey color from the crystal frying, together with the emerald green and the whitening of the rice, looks very good together.
Ye Susu nodded, but thought about Maonip's taller figure than her.
The chest is broad, easy to lie on...the back is strong, easy to grasp...but these are all muscles, and they need to consume enough food energy to pile them up.
If he gets thinner, these natural good things will be gone.
Ye Susu blinked, thinking that she had never laid down or scratched once, and felt that she couldn't be wasted.
She lowered her head and quickly opened the cover on the plate of beef ribs, picked up three pieces, and filled the large bowl in her hand.
After clamping, she also re-arranged the remaining beef ribs on the plate, staggering each other. At a rough glance, there was not a single piece of meat missing.
"Ok."
Nothing is lost.
Ye Susu held her breath in satisfaction, stood on tiptoe, and walked out the door.
"Mommy, are you going out to take out the trash?"
"!"
Ye Susu looked back furiously, and saw the little guy sitting facing the gate with a pen in his hand.
He sat upright, raised his little furry head, and looked at her curiously with grape black eyes.
Song Yiran next to him sat facing the gate.
She was lowering her head, wearing presbyopic glasses, reading the words written by the boy on the notebook.
Hearing this sound, Song Yiran turned to look at her.
As if wearing presbyopic glasses and couldn't see clearly, I stretched out my hand and pushed it down a little.
Ye Susu's left eyelid twitched.
"Mommy, go out for a walk, cub, you have to concentrate in class."
"How can you talk to Mommy halfway through the class? You have learned everything grandma said?"
Ye Xun stuck out his tongue immediately, "I just finished writing the topic, and grandma is checking it."
During Song Yiran's inspection, he naturally had nothing to do.
And he remembered what his mommy taught him, to look at open places when he had time, instead of staring at the paper all the time.
He was about to go outside to see what Xiao Baibai was doing, but he saw Mommy walking outside.
"Oh, then you guys continue~"
There was wind under Ye Susu's feet.
But just as she was about to turn a corner, she heard a voice behind her that she was most afraid of at the moment.
"Ye Xun, you did everything right, go play with Xiaobai for a while."
"Susu, what are you holding in your hand?"
Ye Susu froze for an instant.
"Ok… "
Song Yiran took off her presbyopic glasses, and she didn't realize it at first, but now she noticed her daughter's uneasy movements of turning to the next door with a bowl in her hand, faltering and hawing.
That step to the right stopped awkwardly in mid-air.
Song Yiran's eye lines became darker, and the corners of his eyes were slightly curved.
"Send food to the neighbor?"
Ye Susu's movements became even stiffer, "I can't eat this dish, so I have to throw it away. It's a waste of food, and the sky will be struck by thunder."
"Oh."
Song Yiran responded, and glanced at the meat in her hand that was almost full.
Lowering his eyes, he landed on the child's immature notes in the homework book, hiding his smile.
"Then go."
"Okay!"
Ye Susu immediately grinned, her face brightened.
While talking, she did not forget to describe.
"He also cleaned the yard today, for his diligence."
Song Yiran smiled without saying a word.
Ye Susu breathed a sigh of relief, and went to knock on the door, but unexpectedly the door just opened a crack.
That naive little white dog trotted over, wagging its tail as it ran, just like seeing a relative, kissing and loving, and rushed into the next room without fear of death!
It apparently endured for several days, wandering next door for several days.
But the door was closed and it couldn't get in.
Today, smelling the smell of meat in Ye Susu's hands, the little white dog stared all the way, and when he saw the door opened, he rushed as positively as a family reunion!
"Wow!"
Before Ye Susu could react, the little white dog jumped to Li Jun's feet inside.
"noob?"
Ye Xun in the old house stood up immediately.
"Xiaobai, you can't go to other people's homes."
He stood up and was about to walk over here nervously.
Ye Susu: "!...!!"
The author has something to say: Susu: I was so nervous that I blew up!