Compulsory stir base [entertainment circle]

In the not-so-spacious kitchen, there are traces of ordinary people’s pots and pans everywhere, but beside the vegetable sink, a tall and tall figure catches the eye. His off-white slacks and light Gray comfortable top, slender and slender legs standing straight by the vegetable sink, his good-looking figure makes people unable to take his eyes off, and at this moment, he rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his white and thin arms , his slender and straight fingers were busy in the water, and he was seriously washing the vegetables.

Zhang's mother couldn't help peeking at this man in the kitchen again and again. He seemed very quiet and didn't like to talk, but he couldn't be ignored. No matter what he was doing or standing there, he seemed to be the most popular. The person who attracts attention, such a person, is really born to be looked up to.

"Auntie, it's finished." Wen Yao has a cleanliness habit and loves cleaning, so he even washes the vegetables very carefully, and takes the trouble to wash them clean.

"It's very good to wash. It seems that you can do it. Wash two tomatoes for me."

"Yes." Wen Yao nodded in agreement, although not enthusiastic but extremely serious.

Zhang's mother was more and more satisfied in her heart, so she couldn't help opening the chatterbox, "Xiao Yao, can I call you Xiao Yao from now on?"

"Well, yes, auntie."

"Have you always said so little?"

"I'm sorry, Auntie," Wen Yao was startled, and hurriedly explained, "I didn't do this on purpose, I... I didn't like to talk since I was a child."

When Zhang's mother saw his flustered explanation, she couldn't help becoming soft in her heart, and remembering that kid Zhang Xin had said about this person's life experience, she immediately felt a little distressed, "Don't worry, don't worry, I just ask , I don't mean to blame you."

"Yeah." Wen Yao carefully let out a sigh of relief.

"I heard that you don't have any relatives in your family anymore?" Mother Zhang asked cautiously.

"Well, I'm the only one." Wen Yao said in a low voice while washing the vegetables. There was no joy in his voice, but an unconcealable loneliness. Mother Zhang felt a pain in her heart again.Wen Yao continued to explain, "When I was young, my parents didn't like me, and they didn't let me go to school, so I didn't have any friends. I was always alone, so I didn't talk much."

Wen Yao's voice was very soft, and the feeling Zhang's mother gave him reminded him of the nanny who had been by his side tirelessly when he was a child. It was the warmth he longed for since he was a child, and he couldn't help talking about the past.

Mother Zhang's heart trembled when she heard this, and her whole heart was entangled. At that moment, maternal love flooded, "How could she not like you? There are no parents in the world who don't love their children. You must have misunderstood them."

Wen Yao raised his eyes and took a serious look at Zhang's mother. There was a little grievance in the cold eyes, and Zhang's mother's heart trembled.Wen Yao bowed his head and continued, "I don't know." He was a little dazed, and he hadn't thought about the past for a long time. "As long as I can remember, my parents have been arguing... Later, my father rarely came home. And my mother drinks, smokes, and curses every day, and they never care about me."

"How could this happen! What kind of parents are these, so irresponsible!" Zhang's mother was so angry, she looked at Wen Yao with distress.

"They divorced when they were four years old, and no one cared about me. I followed my mother, but she had a serious mental illness and died when she was ten years old. My father... started a new family, but he didn't Son, so I lived with him after my mother died, but... Then he got into a car accident and left too."

Wen Yao's tone of voice seemed to be reminiscing, but it wasn't too sad, but the confusion and confusion in the corners of his eyes was so painful for no reason that Zhang's mother's eyes were red in an instant.

She took Wen Yao's hand, pulled it into her arms under his suspicious eyes, pulled Wen Yao, who was half a head taller than her, into her arms, patted his back lightly, and said softly, "In the future, you It's my son, I will double the love your parents owe you, I'm really sorry for you." No wonder this child is so cold and reticent, and he seems unwilling to talk to others from TV. For contact, he was unwilling to stay in crowded places, but he didn't expect it to be because of such a reason, it was really painful.

Wen Yao trembled all over, standing there stiffly and at a loss, he had never been so close to anyone except Zhang Yang, but the kindness and warmth in Zhang's mother's eyes deeply touched the bottom of his heart, even if it was Zhang Yang. This strange hug made him feel unusually warm. Is this... is it maternal love?Wen Yao thought in a daze.

"Auntie?" Wen Yao whispered hesitantly. He was hugged by Zhang's mother. Because he was too tall, it seemed like Zhang's mother was in his arms. The strange feeling was very strange and warm. Some are not used to it.

Only then did Mama Zhang let him go and wiped away her tears. Mama Zhang is a person who can cry while watching TV dramas. She is a typical knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person. How can she bear such a thing, let alone such a loving child. Well, she is still their daughter-in-law.于是，张妈妈怎么看怎么觉得这孩子那叫一个好啊，巴不得一下子把所有的爱都给他啊，这不，比自家那两个欠揍货看起来招人疼太多了。

"You're still called Auntie. Don't you plan to spend the rest of your life with that kid Zhang Yang? We'll be a family from now on, and you can just call him Mom. Oh, you've got a son all of a sudden." Zhang's mother said happily.

Wen Yao was a little dazed, Jun's face turned red again, and he was a little embarrassed, but under Zhang's mother's urgent eyes, he could only tentatively open his mouth and say, "Mom." The words that I didn't want to mention once, although awkward at this time, are extremely warm.

"Hey~" Zhang's mother smiled happily, "My good son, go outside quickly, I'll cook something delicious for you." Zhang's mother said that she was about to push Wen Yao out of the kitchen.

"I'll help you."

"No, no, go out and eat some fruit, watch TV or something, Zhang Yang and the others will be back soon." Mother Zhang pushed and scolded, "What's the matter with Zhang Yang, you son of a bitch, why did you leave you alone here?" At home, I won’t teach him a lesson when he comes back.”

Wen Yao pursed his lips, looked at Zhang's mother like this, and suddenly smiled, with indescribable warmth in his heart.

When Zhang Yang and his son came back, Wen Yao was sitting on the sofa, watching the news in a serious manner. When he saw them coming back, he hurriedly got up to help with the things, but was pulled aside by Zhang Yang, "How is it? Have you dealt with my mother? Zhang Yang lowered his voice, and put his arm around Wen Yao's waist habitually.

Zhang Xin: Hey, my brother's claws are too conspicuous.

Sure enough, "cough~" Dad Zhang coughed hard twice, pretending to casually glance at the two people standing by the door and biting their ears.

Zhang Yang is staring at his daughter-in-law seriously?Cough or something, who can hear it.

Wen Yao blushed and pushed Zhang Yang away, then walked around him, put a plate of fruit cut by Zhang's mother on the coffee table in front of Zhang's father, and said politely, "Uncle, eat some fruit."

Zhang's father slapped Zhang Yang's eyes fiercely, and then he coughed dryly and didn't speak, but reached out and took an apple and stuffed it into his mouth, then continued to watch TV without looking sideways, Zhang Xin Sitting next to Wen Yao on the sofa, he smiled at Wen Yao.

Zhang Yang: What do you mean?

Zhang Xin is a self-familiar model who talks a lot. A successful person like Wen Yao is at the level of his idol. To promote Wen Yao, he checked a lot of information, so he admired this man so much.

Jing distanced himself from facing his idol, so he had to seize the opportunity to say a few more words, so Zhang Xin was chattering in the living room, and Wen Yao answered his questions from time to time, earnestly and patiently.Zhang Xin immediately became excited, and while talking, Zhang's father also interjected a few words from time to time, while Zhang Yang sat on the side dryly, quite satisfied.

But, why is my mother's attitude so scary? What does it mean to look at Wen Yao like an old hen guarding her chicks?What happened when you left just now?

"Come, come, it's time to eat." Mother Zhang shouted as she brought out the dishes.Then, several other people habitually moved to the dining table and sat down, as if they were just waiting to eat.Wen Yao, on the other hand, got up and walked into the kitchen.

"I'll help you serve the food." Wen Yao smiled lightly.

"Xiaoyao is still sensible, unlike those heartless ones, I haven't seen them serve me for decades." Zhang's mother complained all over her mouth, but her face was smiling like a flower.

Father and son of the Zhang family: Damn, what happened?It feels like something out of the blue has happened.

"Zhang Xin, you seem to have fallen out of favor." Zhang Yang suddenly gloated and said to Zhang's little brother, even Zhang's father was surprised, the wife's change was too fast, she was not happy at that time Do you accept it?

"Cut~ You said it as if I had been spoiled."

Zhang Yang's face darkened, and he said the same thing, although this guy is several years younger than him, but his mother's temper, it's hard to say that he should be favored.But having said that, being young will always have an advantage. This kid only knows how to cry and make small reports since he was a child. To be honest, he once thought that this kid's catchphrase was, "Mom and Dad, my brother hit me." Zhang Yang didn't Less his ways.

At the dinner table, Zhang's mother continued to pick up vegetables for Wen Yao. The bowl was sharp, completely ignoring the three pairs of eyes staring at him, as if she was full of Wen Yao.

Wen Yao didn't refuse, but just thanked him persistently, but Zhang Yang couldn't laugh or cry, "My god, can you let him eat it before you pick it up?"

Mother Zhang stared, "Is it okay? Eat yours!" Then she smiled at Wen Yao, "Xiao Yao eat more, try Mom's cooking, tell Mom what you think is delicious, and I will give it to you later." Do."

"Thank you mom." Wen Yao smiled brightly.

"嗤~" "嗤~" "嗤~" trio, the father and son of the Zhang family couldn't help spit out a mouthful of food, and then stared at Mama Zhang, especially Zhang Yang, with black eyes turning back and forth on the faces of Mama Zhang and Wen Yao, "mom?"

"Why isn't it right?" Zhang's mother gave the three of them a disgusted look. Fortunately, they sprayed it while bowing their heads while eating, and they sprayed it in their own bowls, otherwise, wouldn't the dishes on her table be for nothing! "Is it wrong for Xiaoyao to call me mother? Let me tell you, he will be my son from now on. If anyone of you bullies him, don't blame me for being rude. By the way, especially you! Zhang Yang!"

"Follow Yi's decree!" Zhang Yang hurriedly bowed down, then turned his head and winked at Wen Yao.

"I knew you could do it," Zhang Yang said with a look of determination and admiration, "Sure enough, you are the only one favored by your mother."

"Chi~" Wen Yao laughed, then gave him a hard look, and then, the whole family laughed.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Dad Zhang: Wife, you don’t love me anymore 〒_〒

Zhang Xin: Mom, you don’t love me anymore〒_〒

Zhang Yang: Am I my own mother (⊙o⊙)?

Mama Zhang: Get the hell out of here, just stay and go!

……

Zhang Ma: Xiao Yao, is this delicious?

Wen Yao: Well, it’s delicious.

Zhang Ma: Then I will make it for you later.

Wen Yao: Mom, can I learn?

Zhang Ma: What do you learn? I'll just do it for you.

Wen Yao: I want to do it for Zhang Yang.

……

Dad Zhang: Did you see that? Let’s learn!

Zhang Xin: I'm envious and jealous. In the future, I will marry a chef who cooks for me every day.

Zhang Yang: My wife still loves me.