Entertainment: I can refine my acting skills every day

"Dad, okay."

Su Chen also smiled.

As a result, when Father Su looked at Zhao Qingren, he still had a smile on his face, but when his eyes moved to Su Chen's face, his expression changed instantly.

Su Chen gave a dry cough, and took Zhao Qingren to sit at the table.

It didn't take long.

Four hot dishes and four cold dishes were already served on the table, and Mama Su took care of the rest of the hot rolls and intestines.

Father Su wiped his hands with a scarf, walked out of the kitchen, and sat across from Zhao Qingren and Su Chen with a smile on his face.

"Girl, eat."

Zhao Qingren said politely: "Uncle, don't worry, we will come together when Auntie comes."

"It's okay, your aunt is still busy."

"Come out together in a while."

Father Su didn't force it either, he looked up at Su Chen, and sighed: "Oh, you've grown up now, you really have grown up, and you won't say anything in advance when you bring other girls back to celebrate the New Year together."

"Use this to test your parents' resilience, right?"

"Are you playing the set of emergency assembly in the army?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "Dad, why not? I don't know how to speak."

Father Su looked at Zhao Qingren, how he thought of this girl, how she looked like a star.

"Girl, you are the same as Chen Zi, you are... an actor?"

Zhao Qingren shook his head: "Uncle, I'm a behind-the-scenes worker, mainly responsible for helping Su Chen plan the work."

Su's father smiled: "Oh? Okay, okay, the behind-the-scenes workers are glorious, do you want to drink?"

Zhao Qingren glanced at Su Chen.

"I can drink, I can have a few drinks with you."

Father Su smiled and said, "Oh, such a good-looking girl, if you don't say that you are a behind-the-scenes worker, I would have thought you were an actor. You are much more beautiful than that Fan Bingbing."

Su Chen smiled and said, "Dad, do you know Fan Bingbing? It seems that I usually watch TV at home."

"Why don't I know? Don't you underestimate me?"

Su Ma came out with a flower roll and said, "Your father has met Fan Bingbing, and even had dinner with Fan Bingbing."

Su Chen: "??"

For a moment, Su Chen even thought the script had changed.

Could it be that Dad Su is the boss of China Entertainment who lives in seclusion in the secular world?

Have you ever had dinner with Fan Bingbing?

Su's father said proudly, "Five or six years ago, I started an underwear brand, and that underwear brand was looking for Fan Bingbing to endorse."

"Then I met her at the National Franchise Conference."

"That year I was eighteen..."

Su Chen frowned.

Then I heard Su's father continue to say: "That year, I, right, saw a star for the first time..."

Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He was startled just now, thinking that the gun version of "Let the Bullets Fly" had leaked out.

Su's father said with emotion: "Fan Bingbing's face is so beautiful."

Su Chen smiled and said, "Are you not afraid that my mother will be jealous?"

Father Su waved his hand: "Why is she jealous? I don't like Fan Bingbing. She was at the dinner table with me. When I lowered my head to pick up things, I took a look at her feet. Those feet are ugly and not good-looking."

"Ugly toes, I don't like it."

Zhao Qingren looked back at Su Chen with a smile in her eyes. She seemed to be saying that it seems that foot fetishism is a hereditary thing.

It should be regarded as the aesthetics of the old Su family.

But Dad Su didn't think too much about it. After a while, when the dishes came, he immediately called Zhao Qing to eat quickly.

Did not eat for a while.

Su's mother also went to the table, and began to inquire about Zhao Qingren's information intentionally or unconsciously.

"Where is the girl from?"

"Auntie, I'm from Shanghai."

"Shanghai people are good, Shanghai people are good."

"Girl, how many brothers and sisters are there?"

"Auntie, my only daughter..."

"Good for the only child, good for the only child."

"Girl, how old are you?"

The family chatted casually while eating.

When asked this question, Zhao Qingren took a deep breath and finally came.

Before coming to Jincheng, she had thought about wanting to be with Su Chen, and there was no way to avoid the age issue.

Instead of hiding it, it is better to tell the truth earlier.

Zhao Qingren put down his quick son and faced Su's mother: "Auntie, I am 31 years old."

Su Chen also took a deep breath.

According to what he knew about his parents, it was easy to say when he grew up, but when he was young, he was very strict with Su Chen.

I really can't figure out what their attitude is.

They were eating lively and lively.

After Zhao Qingren told her real age, the atmosphere in the room was a little quiet.

Su's father and Su's mother looked at each other.

The two of them obviously did not expect that the girl who looked so young in front of her was actually eight years older than Su Chen.

Su's mother was taken aback for a moment.

Then she realized that she should have asked the wrong question, but when she turned around and thought about it, she didn't ask the wrong question.

When going to someone's house for dinner, you don't have to ask how old the girl is.

"Your Excellency is older than me."

"But I don't think so."

Su Chen said while eating: "Mom, eat vegetables."

"Hey, good."

Su's mother picked up the bowl and took the food her son gave her.

Father Su looked serious, and he looked at Zhao Qingren: "Girl, in fact, we haven't considered the issue of age before."

"You don't have to think about it."

Zhao Qingren smiled, and she said generously, "Thank you uncle."

Su Ma picked up the empty plate with the rolls on it, then got up and went to the kitchen to get some more.

Zhao Qingren got up: "Auntie, let me go."

"no, I'm fine."

"oops."

The two got up and went to the kitchen together.

Father Su looked at Zhao Qingren's back, then turned to look at Su Chen, the two of them chewed the rolls without saying a word.

"Are you tired outside this year?"

Papa Su stopped and asked quickly.

"Fortunately, Dad, I think you have lost a lot of weight."

"I'm on a diet."

Su's father looked in the direction of the kitchen: "The girl is very good, cherish it."

"it is good."

Su Chen lowered his head and picked up the vegetables in the bowl.

……

Su Ma and Zhao Qingren went to the kitchen and filled the plate with flower rolls.

Zhao Qingren was about to go out with the flower roll, but Su's mother grabbed her.

"Aunt?"

Su's mother held Zhao Qingren's hand, tilted her head and looked at her, her eyes were full of liking.

"Silly girl."

Su's mother already had crow's feet in the corners of her eyes. She just looked at Zhao Qingren and sighed: "It must be a lot of pressure."

"Ok?"

Zhao Qing was taken aback.

"This age..."

Su's mother patted the back of Zhao Qingren's hand: "As a woman, the pressure is quite high."

"I don't know how to talk to Auntie?"

Su's mother laughed, her eyes also crooked: "It's good, I think it's good, as long as you are happy together, Ang. Go, take it out."

With that said, she stood behind Zhao Qingren, put her hands on Zhao Qingren's back, and walked out of the kitchen.

Zhao Qingren felt the warmth of Su's mother's palm behind her.

She suddenly had a sour nose.

So this is the feeling of home.

There are small calculations, understanding, empathy, empathy, and blessings.

This warm house covered by heating in winter reminded Zhao Qingren of the time when his mother was still there when he was a child.

……

Chapter 132 A good show is released, Su Chen earns blood!

The matter that Zhao Qingren had been worrying about had been resolved within 2 minutes.

After going out from the kitchen again, the atmosphere in the room became harmonious again.

Whether it's Dad Su or Mom Su, no one mentions this at all.

We ate until ten o'clock in the evening.

Before leaving, Mama Su held Zhao Qingren's hand reluctantly.

"Why don't you sleep at home tonight?"

"No, Mom."

Su Chen knew that Zhao Qingren was not easy to refuse, so he could only stand up.

"My bed is too small..."

Su's mother stared: "The bed I bought, don't I know whether it is big or small?"

She turned her head and said to Zhao Qingren with a smile: "Come here early tomorrow, let's have a good chat, I will cook for you, and I won't eat your uncle's."