Xie Wuwang looked at the little woman who was trying her best to hold back her laughter, and then noticed her eyes falling on Ultraman's spoon, and his breath suddenly suffocated.
The fingers with sharp joints clenched the chopsticks unconsciously.
Jiang Niannian...
It turns out you still remember.
Jiang Nian held back his laughter for a long time, and then gave Xie Chuan a bowl of scrambled egg rice.
"Is it enough?"
"That's enough, thank you mommy."
Xie Chuan looked at Jiang Nian for a moment. It wasn't until Jiang Nian took his Ultraman spoon and fed a mouthful of rice into his mouth that he lowered his head and started eating the egg fried rice in front of him.
Xie Wuwang saw water flashing in Xie Chuan's eyes and fell silent for a moment.
He knew that his son lacked love and was very unhappy.
But there was nothing he could do.
There is no way...
"Chuanchuan, how do you know how to make egg fried rice? And it's so delicious." Jiang Nian really thought it was delicious, and it tasted quite like the Niuji egg fried rice outside Beijing University.
"When Mommy was sick last year, she said she wanted to eat Niuji's egg fried rice again." Xie Chuan raised his head, his mood having recovered.
A look of pain flashed in Xie Wuwang's eyes.
Yes.
She deliberately soaked in cold water in the winter, her fever reached 39.8, and she was convulsing all over. If he hadn't taught the 3-year-old Xie Chuan to call him, she would probably...
He rushed home and immediately sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment.
The next day, he discovered that Xie Chuan was missing.
He searched for a whole day and night before he found Xie Chuan in the Niuji Egg Fried Rice Restaurant outside Beijing Gate.
Xie Chuan told him that when Jiang Nian had a high fever, he kept crying and wanted to eat Niu Ji's egg fried rice.
He didn't know what to say.
My 3-year-old son wouldn't understand that Jiang Nian didn't want to eat Niuji's egg fried rice, but the person who wanted to eat egg fried rice with her.
But Xie Chuan stubbornly followed the restaurant owner and learned how to make egg fried rice, and fried it for Jiang Nian to eat after returning home.
As a result, Jiang Nian started crying when he saw the egg fried rice and threw the egg fried rice into the trash can.
Every time from now on...it will be like this.
But Xie Chuan still kept firing at her.
Today was the first time she put egg fried rice into her mouth.
Xie Wuwang looked at the little woman opposite him in a daze, wasn't she really acting?
If it's acting... then she can debut as an actress.
And the best actress is none other than her.
The man didn't realize that a spark had been rekindled in his long-dead heart.
"Ah?" Jiang Nian was shocked, biting the spoon and forgetting to take it out, "So Chuan Chuan specially learned Niu Ji's egg fried rice recipe for mommy?"
He is just a 4-year-old kid!
How could you be so considerate?
Jiang Nian thought about his 4-year-old self and suddenly felt ashamed.
"...it was dad who helped." Xie Chuan suddenly looked at Xie Wuwang and said eloquently.
Xie Wuwang: "?"
He didn't.
"Oh." Jiang Nian quickly glanced at Xie Wuwang, and it turned out that there was also a man's contribution here.
She thought it was her who said she wanted to eat Niu Ji's egg fried rice, so Xie Chuan asked Xie Wuwu for help. Finally, Xie Wuwu spent money to buy Niu Ji's egg fried rice recipe. Xie Chuan had practiced countless times according to the recipe. After this time, it started to smell like Niu Kee.
Jiang Nian, whose thinking was still in the freshman stage, thought of everything very simply.
When Jiang Nian finished the bowl of egg fried rice, he was still a little unsatisfied.
Her eyes unknowingly fell on the only dish on the dining table.
Honey BBQ Pork.
Ahhhh, it looks delicious.
However, Xie Wuwang, the best actor, is this the dinner?
Was he sure he had enough to eat?
Or do you mean that even great movie stars should stay in shape?
"Mommy, do you want to try dad's cooking?" Xie Chuan pinched his little fingers and calmly pushed the untouched plate of honey-glazed barbecued pork in front of Xie Wuwang in front of Jiang Nian.
Jiang Nian: "..."
Did she make it so obvious?
She couldn't help but look at the man opposite, but she saw him with his head lowered and picking up the white rice with chopsticks, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.
"Mommy, don't you like honey-glazed barbecued pork?" Xie Chuan asked his soul.
"I like it, thank you Chuanchuan." Jiang Nian couldn't resist the delicious food, so he picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
The little woman’s already bright almond eyes suddenly became even brighter!
tasty!
Xie Wuwang could clearly see Jiang Nian's movements and even his eyes from the corner of his eye.
His fingertips trembled momentarily.
She ate...
Xie Wuwang looked at his uncontrollable fingers and put down his chopsticks without hesitation.
He clenched it into a fist and hid it under the dining table.
"If Mommy likes to eat, can you ask Dad to cook it for Mommy every day? Dad will cook a lot of Cantonese dishes." Xie Chuan began to promote his father.
How many Cantonese dishes can Xie Wuwang cook?
Jiang Nian swallowed the delicious food in his mouth and looked at the silent man opposite him unconsciously.
She realized once again that this was really not the boy Xie Wuwang who would quarrel with her at that moment.
He is the grown-up and mature Xie Wuwang.
The great actor Xie Wuwu.
But...the actor must be very busy, right?
Thinking of this, Jiang Nian turned his head and smiled at Xie Chuan: "Chuanchuan, dad is very busy at work, so he can't..."
"I can."
The man suddenly spoke, interrupting Jiang Nian's words.
Well?
Jiang Nian looked at him slightly surprised.
"I will come back every day." Xie Wuwang raised his slender fingers, gently pulled the tie in front of him, and looked down at the white rice in the bowl. "In the past two years, I haven't taken many roles."
Since she got sick, he has rejected all scripts.
I only take on some commercial shoots.
His only requirement for his partners is to work from nine to five and get off work on time.
So, every day he goes home.
He didn't know if she really didn't remember, or if she was playing some other trick.
But he was willing to act with her.
Who made him the actor?
What he is best at is acting.
Xie Wuwang thought mockingly.
"Oh..." Jiang Nian thought about it. The Xie family's lintel is so high, and there are hundreds of millions of family assets waiting for him to inherit, so he may have entered the entertainment industry just for fun, and ended up becoming a big movie king.
She was also convinced about this.
Jiang Nian hasn't found a suitable way to get along with Xie Wuwang, and she doesn't know how to deal with this plastic marriage relationship, but she thought about it and felt that it was better to be polite.
So she blinked and asked softly: "Would it be too much trouble for you?"
Xie Wuwang raised his eyes when she spoke, and the cute way she blinked and asked was exactly the same as Jiang Niannian in his memory, and his heart beat faster instantly.
It seemed like it was back to the first encounter.
At that time, she didn't hate him.
After a long while, Xie Wuwang pinched his thigh hard and calmed down: "It won't be a bother, I want to eat myself."
"Okay then, I'll bother you later." Jiang Nian finished his courtesy and quickly picked up another piece of honey-glazed barbecued pork.
Really delicious.
Xie Wuwang's dark eyes looked at her expression of satisfaction.
Deep in the heart, there was a faint trace.
…
Night comes.
Jiang Nian didn't have the consciousness of being a mother yet, so when Xie Wuwang asked Xie Chuan to go back to his room to sleep, she didn't stop him.
She thought that children from wealthy families were independent since childhood.
After Xie Chuan returned to his room, Jiang Nian felt a little awkward being alone with Xie Wuwang, so he pretended to yawn and went back to the master bedroom.
Xie Wuwang stood in the corridor for a long time before slowly walking into Xie Chuan's room.
Xie Chuan sat quietly on the carpet and played with the building blocks.
Xie Wuwang squatted down and looked at the warm little home that Xie Chuan had set up, with a flash of pain in his dark eyes.
"Xie Xiaochuan, you shouldn't lie to her."
He said.
