I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 1an~

"Why...you came here suddenly?"

"After talking to you yesterday and knowing that you had a fever, I asked Tingting to book the tickets directly."

"Afraid that Mengmeng can't take care of me?"

"Um."

"... Just say "Hey" about these pots and pans, can I just buy them here?"

"It's not necessary. It's just a casual thing. It's all checked anyway, and it won't sink."

In the health pot on the coffee table, orange millet and jujubes were mixed together and rolling. Yang Mi connected another adapter to the induction cooker, pressed the button, and made sure that the socket was powered and there was no problem with the induction cooker. She said directly:

"What do you want to eat? I'll buy it."

"Uh... if you cook, it will set off a smoke alarm, right?"

"Isn't it okay to put it on the balcony? I brought a plug board. You have a cold, your spleen and stomach must be weak, and I'm afraid you won't be able to eat the food here. Just take care of it in the next two days... Okay, hurry up and take your body temperature Okay, this porridge will take a while. Can I ask Tingting to get you some breakfast?"

"...That's okay. I just took the medicine."

"Um."

For no reason, Xu Xin suddenly felt a lot "brighter".

It seemed that as soon as his wife came, he felt confident.

The kind where you don't have to worry about anything.

but……

"You came so suddenly, what should I do with the child?"

"What should I do?"

"What if they miss you..."

"..."

Hearing this, Yang Mi's eyes looked strange.

He nodded towards the coffee table in front of him:

"Here, take a look at the chat history between my mother and me."

With some doubts, Xu Xin picked up her mobile phone.

After finding the chat with my mother-in-law, I clicked on it and saw three videos that my mother-in-law posted starting at around 5 or 6 o'clock last night and ending at around 9 o'clock.

In the first video, Yangyang is sitting at the table, holding a Coke bottle.

Nuannuan next to her held a cone in her hand, looking in one direction and licking it intently.

The direction my daughter was staring at was probably the TV.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

"Who bought the coke and ice cream?"

"As soon as they heard you were gone, the two children started crying. Your father bought them. They stopped now."

"Nuan Nuan still has to practice the piano."

"Well, I'll let her practice after eating."

This is a conversation between two people.

But soon, in the second video, Nuan Nuan was already lying on the bed and starting to cry.

The mother-in-law’s voiceover came from the video:

"Come on, come on, if you don't practice the piano, I will send the video to my mother! Let's see whose child is disobedient when her mother leaves! How can she be disobedient!"

Unfortunately, Nuan Nuan is not afraid of grandma at all.

Keep crying there...

In other words, cheating.

"Have you practiced?"

"After practicing, there is no difference between not practicing. If you press it a few times, it will tell you that you are sleepy and want to sleep. Otherwise, you will cry."

"...Where's Yangyang?"

"If you are noisy and hungry, ask your dad to give you fried rice."

"..."

Soon, the third video.

The two children put on their pajamas and jumped on the bed:

"Mom's gone!"

"yeah!!!"

"Mom, don't come back!!"

"Great!!!"

"Dad doesn't want to come back either!"

"No! Dad wants to buy us KFC!"

"...Grandpa, I want to eat KFC..."

"You're eating shit like KFC."

Standing beside the bed, protecting the two little ancestors, fearing that they would jump out of bed, Yang Dalin looked hopeless.

"..."

After watching the video, Xu Xin scratched his head.

I couldn't help but say to my wife:

"Did we teach...the child wrongly? Why are you so naughty?"

Yang Mi rolled her eyes directly:

"The upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked."

"...I'm telling you, please speak politely and don't curse. I'm a patient. If you curse me, you'll get bubbles in my mouth!"

"If you know he's a patient, get out of bed! I've been struggling all night to let you blow dry here!?"

"Hey, I won't! I won't lie down. I'll make you so angry... uh..."

Suddenly, Xu Xin was stunned.

Yang Mi, who was about to pick up her slippers and hit him, stopped when she saw this.

With a look of helplessness mixed with a half-smile in his eyes, he asked:

"Who cares? Huh? Talk!"

"..."

The corners of Xu Xin's mouth twitched, trying to argue something.

But in the end, thousands of words turned into a weak sigh:

"These two little bastards..."

Hearing this, Yang Mi curled her lips.

I thought in my heart that I was blind in this life, marrying an old bastard like you.

It's really a waste of time for my mung bean.

…

"Huh?...Mimi?"

"Well, Brother Zhong."

"..."

Looking at Yang Mi sitting on the balcony, cutting tomatoes on a cutting board about the size of an A4 paper, Zhong Changyou couldn't say anything for a while.

What can I say?

Are you saying they have a good relationship?

He knew that Yang Mi originally planned to come over the day before the award ceremony.

The result is here now.

What could be the reason? Need to ask? It must be because Director Xu is ill.

Good guy.

Even counting them as friends, the two of them have been together for seven or eight years, right?

Everyone else has the seven-year itch.

These two are so good.

It’s been 8 years and it’s like glue.

"Brother Zhong, do you want to eat here for lunch?"

"Uh...forget it, you two can eat."

He looked at Xu Xin sipping millet porridge and thought to himself that it was better not to be this light bulb.

Seeing this, Yang Mi didn't force herself.

She brought a health pot and a small pot over.

My husband ordered a tomato scrambled egg, but because she didn't bring any condiments, she only ordered a corn rib soup.

It's really not enough for three people.

After Zhong Changyou finished speaking, he looked at Xu Xin:

"How is Director Xu's health?"

"much better."

"Then... are you free for the interview this afternoon?"

"I won't participate for the time being."

Before Xu Xin could speak, Yang Mi shook her head:

"Brother Zhong, let him wait for two days."

"also."

Yang Mi had already spoken, and Zhong Changyou certainly couldn't say anything more.

"Then Director Xu, have a good rest. I'll leave first."

"Yeah, I won't give it to you anymore, Brother Zhong."

After watching Zhong Changyou leave, Yang Mi complained:

"How long has it been... I'm still thinking about the interview. I'm not afraid of getting infected..."

With that said, the induction cooker was turned on.

Heat oil in a pan.

With a sizzling sound, chopped green onions and eggs went into the pot.

Xu Xin likes to eat fried tomatoes and eggs.

That is, there is no step of spreading the eggs first and then frying the tomatoes. Instead, the eggs are fried first and then the tomatoes are added directly, and the last step is out of the pot.

After so many years, she has become very familiar with her husband's habits.

At this time, a "ding" sound came from the laptop.

"BLACK F@CK MAN NIGGER" is now available.

Yang Mi ignored it, and Xu Xin just continued to drink millet porridge.

Soon, the tomatoes and eggs were fried, and the corn ribs stewed in the health pot were also ready.

Using the pot and pot, Yang Mi served herself a bowl of millet porridge, and the two of them sat at the coffee table together.

"Have you thought about it?"

Xu Xin asked.

Yang Mi nodded:

"Um."

"Fine."

Xu Xin shrugged.

I thought I could use this piece for dinner... You old man is pretty awesome too.

So, I clicked on the video file of MY NIGGER.

No one said anything.

While cooking, watch at the same time.

The first ten minutes…

"I feel pretty good."

Yang Mi looked confused.

I thought this film was very well shot.

Xu Xin didn't answer.

Continue to eat the ribs.

20th minute.

The ribs were all eaten and the eggs were gone.

Xu Xin filled a bowl of soup and started drinking.

My wife put a lot of pepper in it. And it's still the kind of unground peppercorns mixed with coarsely ground peppercorns.

The taste at the beginning and after the drink is very strong.

Very tasty.

Yang Mi also finished eating and continued to stare at the notebook.

30th minute.

Xu Xin was smoking on the balcony on a rainy day.

Yang Mi still said nothing.

40th minute.

Yang Mi tilted her head.

Gradually I felt something was wrong.

Then...50, 60, 70...

After more than an hour passed.

"MAN~..."

The sister muttered something in English with a strange expression of "What the hell am I looking at" and "What's going on?"

Xu Xin was happy.

shrug:

"SAY SOMETHING?"

say something?

Yang Mi opened her mouth subconsciously.

Can……

Oh... Oh, it's a C?

what did I say?

What can I say?

What the hell did I see?

"Aunt Liang is pretty, isn't she?"

Xu Xin said.

Yang Mi nodded subconsciously.

really.

My aunt is really beautiful.

"Senior brother is really not suitable for such an ancient role. He feels very greasy and his expression is very awkward, right?"

Yang Mi nodded again.

really……

Why does senior brother's appearance go up and down?

He obviously looked very handsome in "Partners".

Why...Zhuo Yihang's appearance...is uglier than when he first visited the class?

And just when she was thinking about what else Xu Xin could say, he suddenly shrugged:

"looks good?"

nice?

What a nice looking hammer.

A trace of disgust gradually appeared on her expression.

He shook his head firmly:

"This film...if Lao Zhu can't cut out the remaining scenes, it will be completely hopeless."

"Who says it isn't?"

Xu Xin nodded.

Yang Mi had already closed her laptop and started clearing the table.

"I'll help you."

"No, you go back and lie down... I'm a little tired. You can rest with me for a while."

"You don't want to have a room anymore? I have a viral cold..."

"Don't worry, it didn't poison me for more than an hour just now. I'm still worried about your little virus catching a cold?"

Yang Mi rolled her eyes, packed up the pots and pans and walked into the bathroom.

When everyone came out after washing, Xu Xin had already got into bed.

She directly closed the curtains and took off all her clothes before she had time to change.

He arched directly into the bed.

After skillfully reaching into her husband's arms, she suddenly said:

"Did you take a shower last night?"

"..."

The corner of Xu Xin's mouth twitched, and there was an unpleasant feeling in his heart. He stuttered and asked:

"You...what do you want to do?"

At this time, he noticed that a slightly cold hand had fallen on him.

Immediately following were words that chilled people to the core:

"I want to see if the body temperature of 37 degrees is different from the usual temperature."

"... Are you still a human being?"

Xu Xin was shocked.

What kind of brain circuit is this?

But Yang Mi was also amused:

"Why? I flew thousands of kilometers from home to come here, and I didn't even drink a sip of hot water. I made you a pot of millet porridge and a meal... You are full and satisfied, but you don't thank me? Even if it is a nanny, you should say thank you to her for taking care of you so much, right? I am your donkey? Why are you so mean to me?"

"..."

Xu Xin thought about it, and it seemed to be true.

But the problem is...

"I am still a patient."

"It's okay, just lie down."

"This..."

Looking at his wife who had already arched up, he stopped struggling.

"Then... kiss first?"

He was about to get up slightly and give his wife a loving kiss.

As a result, she pressed his head and slapped him directly on the pillow.

"Kiss, I'm afraid you'll infect me."

"... What am I in your eyes? You don't even have this sense of ceremony now?"

Looking at her husband with a face full of grief and anger.

The condescending woman tilted her head:

"Emm... Tool man? Medicine slag? Furnace?... It doesn't matter, as long as you like it. Okay, be good, close your eyes, let your sister see, what's the difference between this 37 degrees and normal..."

"..."