I earn merit in the entertainment industry

The food was indeed ready quickly. Grandma called Zhan Haiyang to help serve the food.

Sitting at the dining table with two tall boys, Grandma Zhan suddenly felt that her dining table covered with a green plaid tablecloth was a bit small.

Grandma Zhan didn't have time to seriously look at Yangyang's friend until she sat down.

Yangyang's height is considered tall among the children in the compound, and Xiao Zhou looks about the same as him, even a little taller.

Xiao Zhou looked a few years older than Yangyang. He wore rimless glasses and had a much calmer temperament.

He was wearing a dark cashmere sweater with a high collar.

Grandma didn't know the brand, but the quality was pretty good, making Xiao Zhou look very bookish.

Grandma said with a smile, "Is Xiao Zhou an actor too? He's very handsome."

"What kind of drama are you acting in? Look back at grandma."

Grandma has watched a lot of dramas since she got the tablet bought by Zhan Haiyang.

Zhou Jingyun glanced at Zhan Haiyang, who was smiling ingratiatingly towards him.

He also smiled and answered his grandma, "Grandma, I'm not an actor. I work as a clerk in a company."

When Grandma Zhan heard this, she was very surprised, "Does the boss of your company also look at appearance when recruiting people?"

"No matter how you work as a civil servant, you still have to be so handsome!"

Zhan Haiyang snickered from the side, "No, no, he is the most handsome among civil servants."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his boss's meaningful eyes sweep over him.

Shrinking his neck, he still wanted to be tough and muttered something in a low voice. "That's what it is."

Grandma used to be in the catering business, so she paid great attention to hygiene and prepared serving chopsticks.

She was afraid that what she was getting was something Zhou Jingyun didn't like, so she didn't pick it up, but she kept urging him to eat more.

Grandma looked at Zhou Jingyun's graceful and graceful movements, and then looked at her grandson devouring his food.

I couldn't help but asked nervously: "Xiao Zhou, why do you eat so little? Is it because the food cooked by grandma doesn't suit your taste?"

The food cooked by grandma is somewhat similar in taste to Zhan Haiyang's, so Zhou Jingyun will not be used to it.

It's because he always eats less.

Just as Zhou Jingyun was about to explain, Grandma Zhan had already turned to Zhan Haiyang.

"You kid, why do you only care about yourself and don't know how to take care of your friends?"

The beef brisket stewed by grandma is soft, delicious and delicious.

In Zhan Haiyang's opinion, it tastes better than what's cooked in many restaurants outside.

Especially this week, he followed Zhou Zhishan and ate from the restaurant almost every day.

Once I moved my chopsticks, I couldn't stop at all.

Just as he was enjoying his meal, he was suddenly called upon by his grandma. He looked up at Zhou Jingyun blankly.

What's the matter? Could it be that Mr. Zhou of his family still feels shy and embarrassed to pick up food just because he goes to other people's houses for dinner?

But he saw Zhou Jingyun curling his lips and smiling, saying in a gentle tone that he had never seen before:

"Grandma is fine, I always eat less."

"Seeing that he eats well, I have more appetite, and he doesn't have to take care of me."

When Grandma Zhan heard this, she was really unhappy.

"How can you eat so little for such a big man?"

“Then how can the body’s nutrition be enough?”

Zhou Jingyun lowered his eyelids slightly and his voice was a little floaty.

"Grandma, don't worry. I work alone in City A. I usually either eat in the company cafeteria or order takeout."

"It's rare to have a home-cooked meal. I will definitely eat more."

Zhan Haiyang's chopsticks stopped in the air.

With his eyes widened, he watched his grandma put vegetables into Zhou Jingyun's bowl with distress.

"Oh, you told me earlier. As long as you don't mind it, you can come to grandma's place to eat when you have time."

"Oh, grandma knows that it's not easy for you young people today to come out and work hard."

"Yangyang often travels on business, and I'm just an old woman at home. I'd be happy if you could come to eat and talk with me."

"How do you like the meat cooked by grandma? Do you like it?"

"If you like it, grandma will burn it for you more times in the future."

Zhan Haiyang moved his lips, but did not dare to make a sound.

Boss, is that your ordinary takeaway?

He once saw a takeaway lunch box at his boss's house but had not had time to throw it away.

Those are not ordinary takeaway fast food, those are meals from a five-star hotel.

And boss, as a person who lives in such a large flat, can you please stop making yourself look miserable?

If this happens again, he will have to persuade his grandma to install national anti-fraud software!

He took another look.

The boss, who could change his face at any time and use vicious words to kill people, held the bowl in his hand and respectfully received the food brought by grandma.

"Thank you grandma, I will really come here to eat in the future."

He smiles like a clerk in a company!

No, I didn’t say that the boss of an entertainment company must not only be handsome, but also have acting skills.

Zhan Haiyang's mouth was half open, with a blank look on his face.

Suddenly, I saw the boss glare at me, and the warning in it was extremely obvious.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to look anymore, so he quickly lowered his head to eat.

Just after he took a bite, he heard his grandma disdain him again:

"Yangyang is usually irritable and irritable. You are more stable than him. You must have taken care of him a lot, right?"

When Zhou Jingyun heard this, he looked away from the little fool and looked at Grandma Zhan.

On the surface, the old man's tone sounded like he was disdainful of the little idiot, but in fact, it was full of the ancestor's protection for his grandson.

The smile on his lips did not change, "Actually, Yangyang also takes care of me a lot."

"Some time ago, I accidentally injured my hand, and Yangyang helped me take care of it."

Zhou Jingyun's "Yang Yang" made Zhan Haiyang's ears start to itch again.

He secretly looked at Zhou Jingyun who was chatting happily with his grandma.

Why does he feel such a strange feeling when the same name is called from his mouth?

Suddenly I felt that this nickname was a little too intimate.

"That's not bad. Yangyang has known how to take care of people since he was a child." Grandma nodded with satisfaction.

"You are friends. If you need anything, you should come to him. That's right."

"Yes, Yangyang also helped me cook midnight snacks. Although it's not as delicious as grandma's, it's still pretty good."

Zhan Haiyang listened to the two of them speaking happily, and couldn't help but reach out and rub his ears.

Forget it, he can't afford to offend either of these two.

He only cares about eating well for himself.

Zhou Jingyun patiently chatted with his grandma while eating, and occasionally distracted to look at the little fool eating happily.

Seeing that the little fool had almost finished eating, Zhou Jingyun turned to look at him.

Seemingly casual, he said, "How was it when you went to Hope Primary School today?"

When it came to Hope Primary School, Zhan Haiyang really started talking excitedly.

Grandma Zhan also looked at her grandson almost intently, and she also talked to him from time to time.

Zhou Jingyun smiled lightly and sat aside, looking at his grandfather and grandson.

Coming to Zhan Haiyang's house for dinner tonight was an impulsive and impulsive decision of his.

The atmosphere at the dinner table unexpectedly made him feel at ease and comfortable.

At the Zhou family's dinner table, although they can still talk and laugh, it is always more formal.

He had once imagined what kind of family would raise a child like Zhan Haiyang who is always full of sunshine.

Sitting in this old staff dormitory built in the last century, he saw the answer.

The kind and kind Grandma Zhan and this old, small but extremely cozy house fit his vision.

The grandfather and grandson are not rich, but they are very spiritually rich.

He was sure that he was very comfortable in such an environment.