Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

Zhang Jing yawned lazily, lying on the bed with half-closed eyes, looking at his mobile phone. Unexpectedly, his butt was slapped by the old lady. He quickly turned around and screamed: "Grandma, I'm so old, don't spank my butt all the time."

Zhang Jiayun slammed open the curtains, thinking: "The sun has risen so high, get up quickly, don't lie down and stare at your phone all the time, you're almost near-sighted."

Zhang Jing hummed: "I don't always look at my phone~" He just woke up with a rustling voice, which sounded very soft.

Half a month after returning home, his grandmother woke him up at 06:30 every day, which was earlier than going to school.

He helps grandma take care of the flowers and plants in the yard, and the two cats at home, and he never forgets to send Jian Min a message to show off the cats, and he never tires of it.

Although Jian Min would not reply to him right away, he would reply to every message.

"Get up quickly, breakfast is going to be cold." Zhang Jiayun pushed the door out, and Matcha took the opportunity to slip in and jumped onto the bed.

Zhang Jing felt his back sinking and almost vomited blood. He knew who it was without looking. He said with a sigh of relief: "Matcha, go down..."

This chubby tangerine is getting fatter and fatter as he eats. That day, his paws were so cheap that he used his meowing fist to provoke the dozing cookie. Unexpectedly, when he was too fat to run away, he overturned the car. Qi scratched his paw.

"Meow~~"

This soft cry made Zhang Jing's heart melt. Matcha is a huge cat, fat enough to become a big chicken leg, but since castration, his thick voice has dropped eight tunes, and it has become a soft coquettish voice.

"Okay, sit down and sit down."

creak-

Cookie pushed open the door with his paws, walked gracefully to the bed, jumped onto the bed, sat on Zhang Jing's buttocks, and the old god looked at Matcha sitting on his back.

"Meow~~" Matcha couldn't bear it any longer, and moved her hands first. The war was about to break out. It stretched out its furry paws to reach for the cookies.

Cookie is not to be outdone, both paws are put together, a set of meow meow boxing makes the tiger look mighty.

Zhang Jing, who was being used as a cushion, endured a smile, opened WeChat, recorded a short video and sent it to Jian Min.

"Mr. Jian, are you going back to the ancestral house today?" The driver glanced at the man in the back seat and asked cautiously. The man was resting with his eyes closed.

Jian Min: "Yes." Today is Saturday, so I have to go back as usual.

The driver didn't dare to speak again, and the car became quiet again.

Suddenly there was a vibrating sound, and the driver immediately sat up straight, a little nervous, isn't it his?His phone should be on silent.

Jian Min opened his eyes when he heard the ringing of the mobile phone, and he clicked on the small video that Zhang Jing sent to himself.

The boy's face appeared on the screen at one o'clock. He was lying on the bed, his dark eyes were full of smiles, and he smiled like a sneaky cat.

"Good morning, brother." The voice that just woke up was not as clear as usual, but a little lazier.

"It's fun to show you." Zhang Jing said while moving his phone, and the screen cut to the two cats behind him.

Jian Min saw two cats squatting on Zhang Jing's body, playing with you and me, but it seems that the beauty short named Cookie is more powerful.

His gaze shifted from the cat to the young man. Although the other party didn't show his face again, he was photographed from front to back, and the person was naturally included in the mirror.

The boy may have rolled on the bed, his clothes were a little wrinkled, and his pajamas were hanging obliquely on his shoulders, revealing a large piece of flesh, and his neck was white and smooth, which was particularly eye-catching.

Jian Min exited the short video and replied, "Cookie wins."

After a while, Zhang Jing posted another video. Sure enough, the battle between cats and cats turned into Cookie unilaterally "beating" Matcha. Matcha was overwhelmed and ran away, and Cookie chased after him.

"Jingjing, are you up?" A woman's voice came from afar, the screen suddenly shook, there was a sound of slippers being pulled, the boy hurriedly replied: "It's up."

scene.Jian Min read these two words softly.

The driver looked at him a little strangely, Xiao Jian must have no younger brother, right?Why can I hear a boy calling him brother every day?

"Grandma is going up the mountain today?" Zhang Jing was fiddling with his video camera and tripod in the yard with a steamed bun in his mouth.

"Go and cut the bamboo and come back and build a flower stand." Zhang Jiayun was looking for a bamboo knife in the utility room.

The old lady is in her early sixties this year, but her body is exceptionally strong, she doesn't look old at all, and her hands and feet are exceptionally nimble.

Feng Ye felt sorry for the old lady, and tried to persuade her not to pick tea anymore, but the old lady had no choice but to stay at home, but she was born restless, and fell in love with planting flowers in recent years.

Not only were they planted in pots, but the land behind the villa was turned over, surrounded by a fence, and flowers were also planted, and petunias were planted beside the fence. The vines climbed the bamboo fence and bloomed with small flowers.

"Still putting on airs?" Zhang Jing looked at the flowers and plants all over the yard in embarrassment, and there was almost no place to set his feet. There were many places outside the villa, "There is no place to put them."

"Why not? There are too many flowers in the house, I'm going to arrange them again."

Zhang Jing looked at Wuyang Wuyang's flowerpot in the yard, put it back?This is a big project.

His scalp was numb: "This, this is not very good! What should I put it in?"

Zhang Jiayun waved her hand: "You don't understand. I just planted it at the beginning and didn't think about placing it. It's red and green here, and it looks messy. When the time comes, you can help me move all the flowers in the house outside. Let me think about how to make it look good."

The flowers in this yard are moved out and then moved in again, is it to exhaust him to death? "Grandma, don't move." Zhang Jing looked at her, pleading in his wet eyes.

"All right," Zhang Jiayun couldn't stand his eyes, "You're too thin, and you don't have much strength. I'll move it myself."

Zhang Jing was dissatisfied and shouted: "Who said I have no strength!"

Zhang Jiayun coaxed him: "Understood, hurry up and eat the buns. There is also porridge, it's almost cold after serving it for you, go eat it quickly."

"I'll go to the mountain with you later, and I'm going to shoot a video." Zhang Jing stuffed a whole bun into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a little hamster.

Zhang Jiayun touched his face with a smile, "Okay, eat quickly."

After dinner, Zhang Jing carried the camera and went up the mountain with his grandmother.

In addition to making AS.MR videos, he also likes to upload videos of his grandma cooking and cooking, and sometimes takes pictures of the scenery in the mountains.

Jinjiang has no shortage of such videos, but he has his own style, and his shots are more vivid. Fans often read his videos as "the camera is me" and "the camera is perfect".

Grandma walked in front, and Zhang Jing followed behind, carrying a camera, and first took pictures of the scenery in the mountains. Although it was summer, it was still a bit chilly to enter the mountains.

The sunlight falls from among the bamboo leaves, and the scattered light scattered in the forest, and the swaying round spots are also very vivid.

When I came back after shooting around, Grandma had already picked out a bamboo and was about to cut it.

Zhang Jing leaned forward to clap, he was always clapping hands.After Grandma hacked a few times, he put down the camera.

"Grandma, I'm coming."

Zhang Jiayun gasped and said, "It's okay, I can chop, how can you have the strength?"

Zhang Jing took the bamboo knife in her hand, "Look at me!"

After three or two strokes, a bamboo fell down, "Grandma, how many do you want to chop?"

"Two are enough."

"Then you pick another one."

Putting down the two bamboos, Zhang Jing put the bamboos away and asked Zhang Jiayun to carry them down the mountain. He needed a video.

He stood on the spot and finished taking pictures of the distant figure of his grandmother, and then slowly moved the camera to take pictures of the surrounding scenery. While dragging the camera, he suddenly froze and moved the camera back suddenly. A snake was coiled on the bamboo in front of him.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!" Zhang Jing turned his head and ran back with the camera on his shoulders, "Grandma! Snake!"

Zhang Jiayun heard her grandson call, dropped the bamboo in her arms, and went up again, "Jingjing don't run away!"

Naturally, Zhang Jing wouldn't run all the time. He ran to what he thought was a safe distance, holding the camera in his arms to watch his grandmother come to pick him up.

"Grandma, don't leave, don't leave, it's right there." Zhang Jing's voice cracked.

Zhang Jiayun looked at the little snake hanging on the bamboo without saying a word. People in the mountains are used to seeing this kind of snake, and it is not poisonous. "Jingjing, come here, it's okay."

Zhang Jing's heartbeat quickened from the fright just now, and before he recovered, he took a few steps forward slowly.

"It's okay, come on, grandma is here, you go around." Zhang Jiayun looked at her grandson worriedly, what should I do if she is so timid?He was afraid of being bullied at school, but he didn't know that he was the only one who bullied others.

Hearing that Zhang Jing stayed far away from the bamboo, he slowly passed the "danger line". After passing the bamboo, he ran down the hill with the camera in his arms. The old lady shouted anxiously behind him not to fall.

"Grandma! I'm holding the bamboo. Help me hold the camera." Zhang Jing put the camera aside, and rushed down the mountain with two bamboos in his arms.

The old lady followed him and smiled: "Jing Jingyou, are you ashamed? Even a snake that big is afraid."

Zhang Jing's face turned red, and he stumbled to defend himself: "I, I'm not afraid of it, I just think it's slippery and disgusting!"

"Okay, stop talking, your throat is cracking, go back and cook some rock sugar pears for you to drink."

"Then you slow down, I want to shoot a video." Zhang Jing muttered softly.

"Okay." Zhang Jiayun answered him with a smile.

"I also want to shoot a video of making shelves."

"Okay, anything is fine, I will listen to you."

The bamboo was left outside the door, and the old lady was going to cook Zhang Jing some rock sugar pears to drink first.

The kitchen utensils at home are all wooden, very delicate, and look very pleasing to the eye.

The cooking table was cleaned up, and the old lady grabbed the white fungus and put it in a small wooden bowl, and brewed it with warm water.

Zhang Jing wanted to take a picture of the brewing process, so he moved the camera closer. The old lady didn't bother, and even slowed down her movements, not as neatly as usual.

Tearing the soaked white fungus into small pieces and putting them into a small boiling pot, Zhang Jing leaned over to take a shot of the white fungus tumbling with the boiling water, and then slowly zoomed out to see the entire cooking table under the lens.

Grandma was cooking pears again. She quickly peeled the pears, picked out the pear pits, and made a rabbit head out of the pears with her hands like turning flowers.

While taking pictures, Zhang Jing reached out to steal the pears to eat.

Grandma put a whole strip of pear skin on top of the tray, then went to get a small tea bag and put the pear skin in it.

When the processing here is done, the white fungus is almost done. Grandma put the pear pieces, pear cores and tea bags into the pot and boiled them together. After a while, I threw in a few pieces of rock sugar and wolfberries.

Zhang Jing took the photo seriously. He likes to watch his grandma make things, and he looks very comfortable.

Seeing that it was almost done, the old lady said aloud: "Okay, put the things away, and you won't feel tired after carrying them for a long time. Sit down and rest. It will take 10 minutes here."

"Grandma, take a break too."

When the rock sugar pears were ready, Zhang Jing even took pictures for Jian Min.

The old lady saw him squinting and smiling while holding the phone, and asked him, "Who are you chatting with? So happy?"

Zhang Jing quickly put down his phone, and answered the wrong question: "The soup is delicious, and grandma's cooking is so good."

"I haven't tasted it yet."

"You'll know when you smell it." Zhang Jing has always been flattering, coaxing the old lady happily, "Grandma, I'll cook at noon, you take a break."

"Well, just stir-fry two dishes."

"it is good."

Jian Min was in a meeting, and everyone was watching the PPT, when the sudden vibration sound attracted everyone's attention.

"Sorry." Jian Min took the phone on the table and put it in his pocket, without turning off the vibration, "Continue."

I thought the little guy would send several messages one after another, but I didn't expect that the phone only vibrated once the meeting ended.