Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 29 Living together, that’s ok, brother

Yang Chaoyue lowered his head to change into cotton slippers, staring at the toes of his shoes, avoiding Jiang Yang's gaze. He raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his eye with his palm. His long eyelashes trembled a few times, casting a fine shadow on his eyelids:

"How could I be crying? It was windy outside. I called my dad and was delayed outside for a while. I was blown by the wind. You would be the same." There was an imperceptible tremor in Yang Chaoyue's voice.

[Under your care, Yang Chaoyue's acting skills have improved. Your acting skills +1]

All this acting skills are used to deal with his boss.

Jiang Yang realized after a little thought that Yang Chaoyue was probably talking to her father on the phone about something that touched her.

Logically speaking, Yang Chaoyue should have been so happy that he kept talking all the way since he successfully auditioned at Canxing Company and signed the contract.

Why are you crying?
Is she crying happily or sadly when she calls her dad?

unimportant.

If someone doesn't take the initiative to talk about his private affairs, Jiang Yang won't say anything.

"I'm going to cook." Yang Chaoyue walked towards the kitchen with the ingredients.

"What's on the menu tonight?"

"Stewed fat, white-braised grey mullet, drunken snails, and lotus root starch dumplings—these dishes don't taste authentic when made outside of town."

"Wow, you can cook quite a lot of dishes." Jiang Yang leaned against the leather sofa, his knuckles rhythmically tapping the plastic cover of the high school textbook.

Yang Chaoyue turned around and looked at Jiang Yang who was smiling at her. She laughed out loud: "Brother Yang, learn how to talk like me!"

"Your dialect isn't difficult to learn. I can definitely pick it up by listening to you speak a few words every day. Do I speak it like you?"

"If you raise the tone of the word 'guai guai' a little more, it will be more similar. Try it."

Jiang Yang tried to follow Yang Chaoyue's instructions, deliberately prolonging the tone and trying to say, "Turtle."

"It looks like Taijun. It scared the baby to death."

Yang Chaoyue said this and went into the kitchen to cook.

Jiang Yang was thinking about the second half of what Yang Chaoyue had just said.

"Scared the baby to death" is a popular phrase that has become popular recently.

It first became popular on Weibo. This way of expression fits the cute culture style that young people like today, so it went viral and quickly spread to other social media.

Yang Chaoyue's acting skills can only be described as average.

If he hadn't been with me during the audition, I might not have passed.

So when Yang Chaoyue failed to create a wonderful program effect through his acting skills during the recording of "Go Fighting", he could try other ideas.

There is no need to teach Yang Chaoyue too much now. Just try and make mistakes first, and then learn slowly.

Continue to read high school textbooks.

It seems a bit stiff to teach Yang Chaoyue high school content through these textbooks alone.

Studying with high school textbooks may be more efficient.

After a while, the sound of running water was heard in the kitchen.

Amid the roar of the range hood, the kitchen knife was stomping back and forth on the chopping board at a very fast frequency.

Jiang Yang sighed and said, "When I buy a house in the future, I must use sound-absorbing panels when renovating the kitchen."

The aroma of fried chopped green onions was seeping into Jiang Yang's nose through the crack in the door. His Adam's apple slid up and down, and he closed the textbook and put down his pen.

My stomach is rumbling, what's the point in learning this?

This is the first time that I have felt such a strong sense of home in the rental house.

Yang Chaoyue seems to be quite good at cooking.

At least it smells nice.

Jiang Yang simply leaned back on the sofa, waiting for Yang Chaoyue to serve the dishes, while browsing the news on his phone.

The most discussed news item in the news list was the poster of the movie "The Mermaid" released by Chou Hsin-chi, starring Lin Yu.

The second one is related to Jane Zhang: Jane Zhang said on the stage that she didn’t want to live alone and hoped that her boyfriend Feng Ke would marry her. However, Feng Ke did not respond immediately on stage, and the scene was awkward for a while.

The kitchen door opened.

The fragrance is overwhelming.

Yang Chaoyue came out wearing an apron, holding a tray in her hands: "Try it."

A plate of steaming food was brought to the table.

It looks like a stewed mixture of pork skin and meatballs, served with asparagus and wood ear mushrooms.

The pork rind is neatly distributed in the dish in good-sized pieces.

The bamboo shoots appear crisp and tender, with even thickness, while the wood ear mushrooms are soft and tough slices.

It looks very good.

The spicy aroma of onion, ginger and garlic blends with the aroma of meat, making it fresh and tempting.

"It smells very appetizing. You're quite capable, Yang Chaoyue." Jiang Yang became excited.

Receiving Jiang Yang's praise, Yang Chaoyue's dimples appeared faintly in the steaming heat: "I learned this from my dad, and it's also my specialty."

"What's the name of the dish?"

"Stir-fried earth."

Yang Chaoyue turned and went into the kitchen, not forgetting to remind Jiang Yang: "Eat first if you're hungry. No need to wait for me. There are three more dishes to come, and the rice will be ready soon."

"Let's eat together first. One dish will do the trick."

"The mullet and shrimp are both fresh, but they died overnight. What a waste."

As the kitchen door closed, Jiang Yang decisively pulled out the disposable chopsticks from the table.

The chopsticks pierced the packaging bag.

The WeChat video ringtone rang from the phone on the other table.

The additional name is Jiang Jianye.

In the previous life, the original note was Dad, but after running away from home, it was changed to Jiang Jianye.

The note on my mother Luo Ya’s WeChat is still “Mom”, followed by a heart emoticon. After all, during the two months when I ran away from home, my mother gave me 200,000 yuan without telling my father.

Jiang Yang answered the call, and on the screen was Jiang Jianye's face, a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, deep nasolabial folds, and obvious bags under his eyes.

Lips taut, she remained silent. Behind her was the backdrop of her dining room.

Hearing Jiang Yang calling him "Dad", Jiang Jianye's expression improved slightly. He spoke in a thick foggy city dialect and scolded with a stern face:
"You're still hanging around outside, not even coming home. I don't know what you're doing out there."

Looking back, the reason I ran away from home was the results of the first monthly exam in my senior year of high school.

Ranked 10th from the bottom in the class and 553rd from the bottom in the grade.

With this score, you can’t even get into a third-tier university.

With such a result, Jiang Jianye would at most scold Jiang Yang a few words. It has always been like this.

Unfortunately, on that day, the baby formula supplier of his family's supermarket suddenly raised the price, and Jiang Jianye had no choice but to reduce the profit margin.

When he returned home and learned about his son's poor grades, he felt even worse. He kicked the door lock of Jiang Yang's room and angrily scolded Jiang Yang for being incompetent. His academic performance was so poor that he couldn't even compare to his younger sister who was in the second grade of junior high school. He asked what would happen to his future life.

Jiang Yang had a quarrel with Jiang Jianye that day.

My sister, who had just returned home from the second grade of junior high school, was so scared that she hid in her room and dared not show her head.

When Jiang Yang ran away from home, he vowed to make a name for himself before returning.

Of course, my father was furious and told me not to come back once I left the house.

Looking back now, Jiang Yang felt that he was so naive back then. He smiled at the screen: "Dad, are you still mad at me?"

"Why should I be angry? If I am angry, it's because of you, an unfilial child."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong."

Jiang Yang still doesn't understand his father's temper. He is very old-fashioned and very concerned about his reputation, so he needs to be coaxed.

He was penniless at first, but he worked hard to become rich and give his family a good life.

He is a good person and is willing to spend money on his family, but he is too concerned about face.

Of course, I coaxed my own father: "You are a big boss of a supermarket, why do you bother with me? When I have a bright future, all the money I earn will be yours."

"After two months of being away from home, you've already started speaking Mandarin to me?"

In my previous life, I spent most of my time on business trips all over the country, and basically communicated in Mandarin.

In addition, by training Yang Chaoyue to speak Mandarin these days, my Mandarin pronunciation has improved a lot.

For a moment, I even forgot to speak to my old man in Wudu dialect: "Don't be angry, old man."

"Happily ever after."

Although his son was smiling, Jiang Yang's words were nice.

It can be considered a step down.

A few days ago, I heard my wife say that my son couldn't find a job and wanted to start a company. I guess that's nonsense.

Jiang Jianye smiled and said, "Look at the environment around you."

Jiang Yang raised his phone, switched to the rear camera, and scanned the surroundings. "I'm in Shanghai, looking for a place to rent."

Seeing that Jiang Yang's living environment was decent, Jiang Jianye looked a little more relaxed.

From the side came the sister's urgent voice of "Show me your hazi", but Jiang Jianye said "Eat your meal well, Baopilong", and the sister immediately quieted down.

"Listen to your mother..."

Jiang Jianye stared at the pink hairpin exposed on the armrest of the sofa on the screen.

It looks like a hair accessory for a girl doll.

Jiang Jianye paused for a moment before continuing, "I heard from your mom that you've been looking for a lot of jobs in Shanghai these past two months. You can't get into big companies, and you've interviewed for accounting and finance positions in small companies, but you didn't get any. I'm afraid you're going to end up working in a factory. Is that true?"

"How can you find a good job without a degree?" Jiang Yang turned the camera back to the front.

The stewed earthworms cooked by Yang Chaoyue on the table smelled tempting.

Jiang Yang held the chopsticks, picked up a piece of lean meat mixed with chopped green onions and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he suddenly paused.

"Now you understand how hard life is?"

“Oh, it’s so miserable! It’s so miserable!!”

Jiang Yang frowned, shrunk his nose and lowered his head.

Seeing her painful look, Jiang Jianye's heart softened immediately: "Now you know how important studying is. To be honest, I'm really worried about you being alone in a foreign place. Why don't you come back now? The college entrance examination is so important! Are you determined to be a second-rate person outside..."

Jiang Yang casually put his phone on the sofa, grabbed the trash can and spit into it.

The kitchen door suddenly opened.

Yang Chaoyue, who heard the noise, held the kitchen knife stained with chopped green onions, his hand dripping with water: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yang frowned and said, "Maybe the seasoning is wrong? It's so bitter that I'm about to spit out my saliva."

Why is the boss suddenly speaking in dialect?
It was the first time Yang Chaoyue heard Jiang Yang speak in dialect, which sounded like a Sichuan accent. Then he remembered that he had seen Jiang Yang's ID card and knew that he was from the Fog City.

Her little brain turned for a second and she understood what Jiang Yang meant: "Impossible! I put all the seasonings in proportion."

Yang Chaoyue washed a pair of chopsticks, picked up a meatball and stuffed it into his mouth. The chewing movement in his mouth gradually slowed down, and then he spat it into the trash can with a "wow" sound.

Jiang Yang couldn't eat such cooking. "How about you not cook dinner tonight and order takeout?"

"Speak Mandarin."

"Order takeout."

"Don't worry, trust me, I can do it! I haven't cooked for a long time, so I'm not used to it. I bought enough pork from the market, so I'll make another one."

Yang Chaoyue glanced into the kitchen holding the failed stew.

As the kitchen door closed.

The living room was quiet for two seconds. When Jiang Yang picked up the phone on the sofa again, Jiang Jianye's face on the screen fell. Jiang Jianye's cheeks were angular, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Did Dad see Yang Chaoyue?

I guess so.

It doesn’t matter. My family will know about my own company sooner or later.

Sister Jiang Yueyue suddenly emerged from under her father's armpit, her oval face with catfish bangs squeezed into the screen, and she excitedly shouted in a shrill voice:

"Brother, you are dating someone outside, I saw your girlfriend, she is so pretty!" It means: Brother, you are dating someone outside, I saw your girlfriend, she is so pretty!
Jiang Yueyue's nose was almost touching the camera, as if she had discovered the secret of her brother's private life. She excitedly shouted: "You went all the way to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, came back to cook, and even lived together. That's great, brother!"

(End of this chapter)