Entertainment: Daily dog ​​food with celebrity wives

Zhang Zhiyu walked in front carrying the vegetables without saying a word, which made Zhao Hongyan think that he didn't like her, and she suddenly felt a little aggrieved and looked at Mo Xin pitifully.

Mo Xintang used the hand that had been carrying vegetables, pinched her smooth face and said, "Don't think nonsense, he is just angry with me."

"Angry with you? Have you offended Uncle Zhang?"

Mo Xin answered somewhat uncertainly: "Probably, you didn't offend him, right?"

Even he himself didn't know, this made the girl feel angry and funny at the same time. She couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You can apologize properly later. You can't let me come to see your Uncle Zhang for the first time and let everyone..."

Isn’t it pleasant?”

Mo Xin smiled bitterly and said, "I just said that we both got the certificate, and then he did this."

When the girl heard this, her cheeks flushed and her eyes widened: "You, you, you..."

"Don't I have to tell him sooner or later?"

Zhao Hongyan lowered her head in embarrassment: "I'm not ready yet."

"What are you ready for?"

"Humph, I won't tell you anymore."

The girl pouted, tilted her head, stamped her feet, walked a few steps, and followed Zhang Zhiyu. Mo Xin only saw the two of them talking and laughing. For a moment, he felt a little redundant and couldn't help but sigh.

We arrived downstairs at Zhang Zhiyu's house and went up to the fourth floor.

Zhang Zhiyu opened the door, let the two of them in, and then followed him in. He said to Zhao Hongyan: "Xiao Zhao, the house is a little messy, which makes you laugh."

His house was just a small room with two bedrooms and one living room, which was enough for the father and daughter to live in. When Mo Xingang woke up, he had nowhere to go. After staying at his house for two days, he still slept on the sofa.

Although the small home is full of things, it is quite tidy. When outsiders look at it, it is difficult to imagine that this is the family situation of an old man living alone. During the six years of junior high school and high school, Zhang Xiaohui lived on campus and was only at home on holidays, so the house was full of

Zhang Zhiyu took care of it all by himself, and now his daughter is studying in the capital, which makes Zhang Zhiyu a little lonely.

Zhao Hongyan quickly waved her hand and said, "Uncle Zhang, please don't say this, and don't treat me like an outsider. I'll come and recognize you. I'll inevitably bother you in the future."

Zhang Zhiyu laughed loudly: "Then I sincerely welcome you, Xiao Mo, please entertain Xiao Zhao well, and I will cook."

Zhao Hongyan rolled up her sleeves and said, "I'm here to help, too."

"The kitchen is small and there is no room for two people. You and Xiao Mo can watch TV for a while." Zhang Zhiyu refused repeatedly and refused to let her enter the kitchen at all.

Zhao Hongyan sat on the sofa and looked at Mo Xin angrily, which made Mo Xin a little confused.

"You're going to help. Can you cook?"

The girl pouted proudly and said, "You have to go just to show off."

Mo Xinyan said that he couldn't laugh or cry.

Pretending...well, this girl doesn't know how to cook at all, and neither does he. It seems that in the future, he will only order takeout and go to restaurants.

Mo Xin turned on the TV, and Zhao Hongyan leaned next to him and asked in a low voice: "Isn't it good for me to come here empty-handed? At the beginning, I still remembered to go shopping, but who knew that I met him halfway, and there was nothing I could do about it.

An excuse to go shopping. How about we go buy some now?"

Mo Xin thought about it and stopped her from going downstairs to buy something.

"Forget it, I'll make it up next time. If I go out of my way to buy it now, he will definitely not be happy."

Zhao Hongyan thought about it and agreed with Mo Xin's suggestion.

The two of them were whispering when they suddenly heard Zhang Zhiyu call: "Xiao Mo, come here."

When Mo Xin heard this, he stopped communicating with Zhao Hongyan and walked to the kitchen. Zhang Zhiyu pointed at the fish and said, "Help wash the vegetables."

"Okay." After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and started washing the fish under the faucet. Just now, Zhao Hongyan wanted to go into the kitchen to help, but he didn't let her. He also used the excuse that the kitchen was small and couldn't accommodate two people. In fact, his kitchen was not small, at least two people could stand there.

Personally, it's fine.

Zhang Zhiyu said that he must have something to say to Mo Xin. Mo Xin also understood, so he entered the kitchen without hesitation, leaving Zhao Hongyan alone in the living room to watch TV.

Zhang Zhiyu looked back at Mo Xin. He forgot what he wanted to say and didn't know how to say it.

Mo Xin noticed that he was hesitant to speak and said proactively: "Uncle, I know what you want to say."

Zhang Zhiyu sighed repeatedly: "Mo Xin, Mo Xin, what do you want me to say? At first it was surprise, then fright, and now I don't even know what expression to make."

Mo Xin gave a bitter smile and did not dare to continue.

"When a college student gets married, she is also studying, and you are also studying. You can't figure it out!"

Mo Xin quickly abdicated his responsibility: "Let me start by saying that it was not my request to get the certificate."

How can Zhang Zhiyu believe this: "A girl is taking the initiative to drag you to register? Humph, you can't find a good reason for lying. You're afraid I'll scold you, so don't tell me."

Mo Xin felt his scalp numb and explained: "Uncle, it was she who dragged me there. In order to get this certificate, she forced me to stay in a hotel near the office the night before, just in case I regretted it."

It turns out that he knows everything. If Zhao Hongyan knew that he knew everything, would she be so ashamed?

Zhang Zhiyu glanced at Mo Xin meaningfully: "You boy. If Xiaohui dares to go to get the certificate with another man like this, I will break his legs!"

Mo Xin's mouth was filled with bitterness. It seemed that he couldn't explain clearly. He didn't intend to make any more excuses. In front of his relatives, he could say that it was Zhao Hongyan who asked for it. This was also a fact. If it were in front of outsiders, he would definitely

He is the one who forces the girls to get the certificate, otherwise where would the big star’s face be?

"Now that I have received the certificate, I can't say anything. You have a family before you have established a career. Don't mess around all day long. The entertainment industry is deep and dark. I hope you can keep yourself clean and don't be confused by the colorful world and let down such a person.

Good girl."

Mo Xin repeatedly promised that he would never let her down.

He thought: It was just to live up to her deep affection that he agreed to get the certificate with her.

Zhang Zhiyu added: "Do you still have any money? I will give you some later. We are all married and have a lot of expenses. Don't ask girls to pay when you go out. It is not a good habit to eat soft food."

"I'm rich, I'm really rich." Mo Xin quickly replied, telling him that he had already received half of the salary of "Previous Life", 800,000 yuan, and that he was going to star in a movie in the new year. Zhang Zhiyu stopped talking.

When I mentioned this, I just sighed: "After living for such a long time, I never knew that money is so easy to earn. When you and I met, we had nothing. It has only been half a year, but now we have everything. Xiao Mo

, Life is not easy, you have to know how to cherish it."

"Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely remember your words."

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Zhang Zhiyu is a good cook. He usually cooks when Zhang Xiaohui comes home on weekends. After more than ten years, he has already become a kitchen killer.

When Zhao Hongyan faced Zhang Zhiyu, she showed off her temperament, not caring about the appearance of her food, and her mouth was full of oil. Zhang Zhiyu was very happy to see her, and kept asking her to eat more.

She didn't show up, even her belly was a little bloated, so she put down her chopsticks and said, "Uncle Zhang's cooking is so delicious. Sister Xiaohui is really lucky."

Zhang Zhiyu was a little surprised: "Xiao Zhao, have you met Xiaohui?"

Zhao Hongyan blinked, thinking that it was nothing worth hiding, so she nodded and said: "I met in the capital two days ago. Uncle Zhang, don't worry, sister Xiaohui is doing well, and her roommates are also very good.

I’ve seen it.”

Zhang Zhiyu laughed loudly: "I was still thinking of giving her a surprise, but I didn't expect that you had already met her. It turned out that I was the only one who was kept in the dark."

Mo Xin said quickly: "Don't say that, uncle. Apart from her parents, you know that she and I are in charge. Don't tell Xiaohui. It will not be good for her image if it spreads."

Zhang Zhiyu was a little dazed now: "Am I the only one who knows?"

Mo Xin and Zhao Hongyan both nodded.

Zhang Zhiyu also nodded silently and said: "You kid! I understand, don't worry, your uncle and I are very strict with my mouth, and I won't spread the word, don't worry." He only felt warm in his heart, I guess this kid has intentions!

After dinner, Zhao Hongyan volunteered to wash the dishes. Mo Xin and Zhang Zhiyu looked at each other and agreed.

The two of them were chatting on the sofa, and suddenly there was a "pop" sound from the kitchen. Needless to say, it was clear that she had broken the bowl. Mo Xin hurriedly walked over and looked at her squatting down.

After cleaning up, he quickly asked: "How are you, are you not injured?"

She was not hurt, but the girl was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry. I wanted to show off."

Mo Xin suppressed a smile and replied: "Don't worry, Uncle Zhang will pretend that he didn't notice it."

The girl puffed her lips and pushed Mo Xin out of the kitchen.

Mo Xin returned to the sofa, and Zhang Zhiyu said with a smile: "She is a good girl. She has never done any of these housework."

Mo Xin laughed along.

Zhang Zhiyu said again: "It would be a pity to follow you."

Mo Xin was a little unhappy: "Uncle, your words are too offensive."

Zhang Zhiyu snorted: "I'm not wrong. It's a pity to follow you. What a good girl. If you don't help wash the dishes, are you going to wait for her to break the dishes at home?"

When Mo Xin heard this, he quickly walked into the kitchen again, ignoring the pouty face, and started to help.

The girl whispered in a low voice: "Idiot, you just came now."