The apex of the actress

Hearing the commotion inside, Song's mother covered her mouth with a smile on her face, and went downstairs quietly like a thief.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay that it was just a joke made by that dead girl before, she can be relieved now.

Originally, she wanted to reprimand Song Zijin, but now that the girl was still promising, she decided that she would reward her.

And the way of reward is: a recipe compiled by her.

Mother Song knocked on the door of Aunt Zhang's room: "Aunt Zhang, are you asleep?"

"Not yet." Aunt Zhang turned on the light and got up from the bed to open the door, "What's the matter, madam?"

"Oh, that's right." Mother Song couldn't restrain her excitement, "Aunt Zhang, let me see if you can tell me some of Xiwen's favorite dishes and let me record them."

Aunt Zhang can't write, and she doesn't know many words. It is definitely impossible for her to write down a few recipes. Mother Song can only let her read them out and write them down first.

Aunt Zhang looked a little flustered: "Madam, is there something wrong with me?"

Otherwise, how could there be a reason why the owner cooks himself?

Aunt Zhang worked in the Song family long ago and has been there for decades. Mrs. Song has always been kind to her, and Song Zijin respected her since she was a child. Compared with the nanny who worked in other families, she felt that she was very lucky.

Especially when her son got married and had no money to buy a house, the woman was almost forced by her parents to call off the engagement. It was Song's mother who paid for them and gave them a house for free, so that she now has a good granddaughter. This kindness is even more important. Like a mountain.

She naturally wanted to repay Song's mother, but now that Song's mother suddenly mentioned that she had to memorize the recipes, she was afraid that she might have done something wrong, and Song's mother was too embarrassed to mention it, so she wanted to do it herself.

Seeing her nervous expression, Song's mother waved her hands again and again: "No, I gave this recipe to Zijin, and she should learn from it in the future, instead of letting Xiwen take care of her all the time."

Aunt Zhang was completely relieved at the moment. Seeing Mother Song's smiling face from ear to ear, she knew without asking that Miss Zijin and Miss Xiwen had something good to do.

Since she was writing down the recipes for Ms. Zijin, who had never cooked before, Aunt Zhang had to explain in detail, down to how many times the dishes had to be washed, and how much ginger and garlic to put in.

In case Song Zijin didn't know how much seasoning to put in, he went to the kitchen to pour out the seasoning, weighed it with an electronic scale, and wrote down the exact grams.

After everything was finished, Song's mother happily waved to her: "Then thank you, Aunt Zhang, it's getting late, you should go to bed earlier."

Anyway, she probably won't be able to sleep tonight, she is too excited, and her mind is not sleepy at all.

In the early morning of the next day, Song's mother didn't ask the two of them to wake up for dinner. Considering that the young people are very angry now, I don't know how long it will last, but Shen Xiwen still went downstairs with Song Zijin on her back.

Song's mother pretended to be ignorant and asked: "How old are you? I still want to recite you, can't I walk?"

But she is not a person who can hide, with a smile on her face, Shen Xiwen knows where Song's mother is thinking at a guess.

This is what she hopes for.

She hoped to let mother of Song know in some way that the two were already together, no matter whether Song Zijin wanted to admit it or not, it was useless!

Faced with Song's mother's false accusation, Song Zijin did not speak. Among the three people present, none of them slept much last night, but Song's mother was overjoyed, Shen Xiwen was refreshed, and she was the only one who did not.

Almost exhausted.

Shen Xiwen excused her: "Auntie, Zijin sprained her ankle just now, and it's not convenient for her to walk, so I carried her on her back."

Even Aunt Zhang at the side didn't believe this, but it didn't matter whether she believed it or not, everyone knew it anyway.

Shen Xiwen put Song Zijin on the seat, and someone ate two mouthfuls of breakfast listlessly, then knocked his head on the table, squinting his eyes to feel sleepy.

So there is something wrong with being at home. No matter how much you want to sleep in, you have to get up and eat because you are afraid of your parents.

Mother Song looked at her like this, slapped her on the head, and said to Shen Xiwen with a smile, "This girl has been lazy since she was a child, Xiwen, please take care of her."

Shen Xiwen knew that this was what Mother Song meant by handing over Song Zijin to her, and nodded sincerely: "Auntie, don't worry, but young people are under a lot of work pressure, and it's normal to stay in bed occasionally. Zijin always wakes up when he goes to work. Very early."

Her words can be regarded as helping Song Zijin out of the siege.

Song's mother liked her more and more. She watched Shen Xiwen grow up and liked her since she was a child, not only because Shen Xiwen took care of Song Zijin, but because this child was caring, gentle and able to talk.

Regardless of whether Shen Xiwen will be with Zijin or not, she always regards her as her own daughter.

However, Song Zijin, who is a real daughter, is obviously not treated as well as Shen Xiwen, and now she is covering her head with her hands, for fear that Song's mother will stretch out her claws on her again.

Seeing this, Shen Xiwen helped her speak again: "Auntie, since Zijin is not hungry, let her sleep for a while."

Song's mother was about to stretch out her hand to hit someone, but she withdrew it. Now that girl Xiwen had spoken, she naturally gave face.

Besides, she didn't really want to fight, but she just thought that Song Zijin had finally made a fortune and abducted Shen Xiwen, so don't make him disappear again.

As a mother, of course she wouldn't care about Song Zijin's minor problems, she was just afraid that Shen Xiwen would mind.

The two finished their breakfast quietly, and Song Zijin took advantage of this time to catch up on sleep for a while, but half an hour later, she was still picked up by Song's mother.

"Song Zijin!"

Song Zijin's eyes were sleepy: "What's wrong?"

Song's mother looked at her seriously: "I'm going on a business trip for a few days, you take good care of Xiwen girl, if you let me know where you make Xiwen unhappy, let me see how I can deal with you."

Song Zijin put his head on his hands: "Your girl Xiwen is your daughter. This is your girl Xiwen's home. I'm a guest, so why should I take care of her? If you want to leave, hurry up."

Song's mother knew that she was talking angry, but she still couldn't hold back her face, and raised her hand as if to hit her again: "You damn girl, did you raise you so big for nothing?"

Shen Xiwen quickly grabbed her wrist with quick eyes, and made a relief with a smile: "Auntie calm down, Zijin just misses you."

"Who can't bear her anymore? I'm not a masochist." Song Zijin angrily turned his head away.

Some people have been chatting with Shen Xiwen since they came back yesterday, and they ignored her, and they are going on a business trip again today, and they have to leave without saying a word.

I didn't feel the mother-daughter relationship at all.

Whether she was filming or recording a variety show before, those old people were looking forward to their children coming home all day long...

Song's mother was also helpless. After all, Song Zijin didn't say hello in advance when she came home, and the business trip was scheduled in advance, so it was impossible to cancel it.

On the surface, although she always disliked Song Zijin in every possible way, she felt pain in her heart, and she definitely hoped to spend more time with her.

Like Song Zijin, she is not good at expressing herself, and she doesn't know what to say at this moment, so she can only say to Shen Xiwen again: "Girl Xiwen, my aunt is busy this time, let's get together next time, if you don't have a job , You can also stay at home for a few more days, Aunt Zhang still has a lot of specialty dishes to cook."

Mother Song looked at the time in her hands, the driver was already waiting outside, greeted the two of them, and left without stopping, holding the briefcase.

Song Zijin looked disappointed for an instant, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Aunt Zhang felt sorry for her and asked, "Miss, how about I make you some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes? You loved cakes the most when you were young."

She doesn't understand business matters, and she doesn't know when Madam will come back, so it's impossible to persuade Song Zijin from the perspective of work, she only knows how to cook, so she can only think of good food to coax Miss.

"No, thank you Aunt Zhang, I also have a job, I have to go first, you take care of yourself." Song Zijin didn't want to stay here for a long time, so he found an excuse to leave.

Although Shen Xiwen and Aunt Zhang were both there, she obviously only came back for one person, and now that person is gone, her heart is empty.

She doesn't care how Song's mother treats her, whether it's fighting or scolding her, at least she stays by her side.

In my impression, Mother Song seldom accompanied her when she was a child, and was always busy with work.

Seeing that she insisted on leaving, Aunt Zhang didn't want to keep them. She sent them to the door and bowed to the two of them: "Be careful on the road."

Shen Xiwen nodded towards her: "Aunt Zhang, go and do your work, no need to send it off, I will come back to see you next time when I am free."

Song Zijin leaned his head on the leather backrest without saying a word, his eyelashes drooping slightly, covering the original starlight in his eyes.

Just as Shen Xiwen was about to speak, Song Zijin's cell phone rang, and she pressed the speakerphone, too lazy to hold it to her ear to listen.

Chen Huan's hysterical roar came from the other end of the phone: "Song Zijin, is your sister sick?"

"At first she invited me to eat in the name of apologizing, then asked me to pay her back, and now she said that she would continue to pay me back. Your sister's driver and bodyguard are at my door now. Is she okay? Dare to eat hers? Maybe I will have to pay it back after eating it."

"Can't you tell? She wants to chase you." Song Zijin explained weakly, "My sister is a conservative and single-minded person. You took her first time, so maybe you want you to be responsible for her."

Chen Huan on the other end of the phone blushed slightly: "Is this how your sister chases people?"

This is obviously a disgusting person, okay?

Chasing after a girl like this will only annoy her. Which girl would like to be with her?

Song Zijin let out a long sigh, and stared blankly at the lush green forest outside the car window: "She is embarrassed to invite you, so this is the only way."

"Then... let's do it!" Chen Huan obviously had nothing to say and was startled, so he hung up the phone.

She had only heard of straight male cancer before, so there is also straight female cancer?

……

Seeing that Song Zijin was not in good spirits, Shen Xiwen suggested, "Why don't we go abroad for a tour."

The reason why he chose to go abroad is not because the domestic scenery is not good and there are not many things to do. In fact, when he really wants to go out for fun, Shen Xiwen thinks that there are more domestic attractions.

But the point is that there are many people who know them in China.

Most true fans can recognize you by your body shape even if you wear a mask and glasses.

Once this situation is reached, it is not to go on a trip, but to hold a fan meeting.

Song Zijin hummed the word "um" nasally, but after a minute, she added, "Call Chen Huan and Yan Xin too."

If these two people really want to rely on that meal after meal to express their relationship, they may have to eat it in their next life.

Song Zijin fingered the phone, hesitating whether to send a message to Song's mother. If she sent a message, what should she say?

After thinking for a while, she finally thought of it.

"Ms. Song, what did Shen Xiwen say the first time he saw me?"

Song's mother is still in the car now, and she is annoyed when she sees this address: "Mom can't call me anymore?"

A smile appeared on Song Zijin's face: "Mother Song, what did Shen Xiwen say the first time she saw me?"

Song's mother knew that she was joking with herself, so she didn't continue to worry about it: "What else can I say? She was only three years old when you were born, and you were wrinkled and dark. Of course, you are ugly like a monster."

Mother Song didn't think too much about it when she sent the message, but as soon as she sent the message, she felt that it was wrong. According to Song Zijin's violent temper, knowing that Shen Xiwen said so, is she okay?Can't be turned upside down?

No, no, it can't affect their feelings.

I have to withdraw!

However, although she withdrew quickly, Song Zijin saw it faster.

Shen Xiwen, who was driving, suddenly felt a murderous aura, which made her step on the brakes and stop on the side of the road.

"What's wrong?" Shen Xiwen was worried.

After all, Song Zijin's aura is completely different when he is down and when he is mad.

"Am I ugly?" I didn't want to mention this when Shen Xiwen was driving, but since she stopped the car and asked herself, she just answered by the way.

"It's not ugly." Shen Xiwen thought that someone on Weibo was slandering her again, and began to comfort her without knowing the situation, "Those people are jealous of you and slander you everywhere, you have to trust my vision."

"So..." Song Zijin paused, "Your vision is accurate?"

"Of course!" Shen Xiwen looked solemn.

But for some reason, the murderous aura on Song Zijin's body became heavier and heavier.

Someone took a bag and threw it on her, "You are so awesome, you called me a monster, and now you say you have good eyesight, Shen Xiwen, who are you hurting?"

Shen Xiwen was at a loss, when did she call her a monster, but she quickly realized, "I'm still a child at three years old, how can I understand your beauty?"

Song Zijin's expression softened a little, and then he threw the phone to Shen Xiwen as well.

"You, according to the recipe above, make a portion of everything for me to eat."

This recipe was sent to her by Song's mother, so she must study hard and learn how to make it for Shen Xiwen.

Look at this eccentric person, the more eccentric she is, the less she will learn, so she let Shen Xiwen make it for herself.

Let Shen Xiwen go to work, and then feel so sorry for that "mother"!

Shen Xiwen took a rough look and found that there were not so many ingredients at home, so he sent Song Zijin back to the community first, and then went out to buy ingredients alone.

Song Zijin went upstairs alone.

There are two families on the first floor of this community. She has never seen the other family before, and thought it was uninhabited, but she saw it today.

A girl in a red dress was standing at the door, and when she heard Song Zijin's footsteps, she looked in her direction.

Song Zijin nodded and smiled at her, but the girl didn't smile, she just stood there fixedly, looking at her intently, a little creepy.