I have a snack at home

Did he hear correctly, "Brother, there is no other way." P picture, if it is really P, the next day's entertainment headline will be "An Mo's figure is not attractive, but he uses P Tubo eyeballs", then You really dig your own grave.

"No, you won't be able to develop your abs in a few years," he said deliberately, "If you want to have abs right away, it's as difficult as if you want to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University without studying for a day, understand?"

"Understood," Yan Yan, without the slightest excitement at the beginning, "then I have nothing else to do, brother, you can be busy."

Hearing the beep from the other side, Qin Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then cursed with a smile: Brat, I don't know how to chat with his brother for a while.

Forget it, let your subordinates get busy with work. I leave work early today to pick up my wife. Since I have a little devil at home, I haven't lived with you for a long time. I will buy a bunch of flowers and surprise her later.

The boss left work happily, and the people at work: I only hate that we are not the boss and have no privileges, alas!

Qin Ming happily went to play romance with his wife, but his poor younger brother An Mo hung up the phone, lying in a corpse state, not wanting to move, life without abs is meaningless.

Mouth puffed, unhappy, really want to eat to vent my anger.With a movement of the body, Gulu, the whole person rolled off the sofa and fell to the ground, with one leg still on the sofa.The dazed An Mo got up from the ground, and suddenly there was a feeling that life is so pitiful, and I was so tragic.

Pulling on the slippers, he ran to the cloakroom, found out a regular sportswear for going out, carried the wallet, and held the mobile phone. The whole set of actions took only 5 minutes. Bang, he closed the door vigorously, and ran to the target: snacks street!

How to relieve worries, only eat and eat.

There were many people in the night market, coming and going, and no one noticed that there was a big star mixed in the crowd.After all, no one would have imagined that any celebrity would eat stinky tofu with sauce all over his mouth regardless of his image. Of course, An Mo is a weird one.

An Mo, who rushed to the snack street, chose stinky tofu as his first choice. He likes it the most. There is no one. He ordered a copy and ate it while walking. Have the time to study under the dim light to see if he is An Mo!Haha, secretly give myself a thumbs up in my heart, why am I so smart.

I don’t have a destination, I just buy what I want to eat when I see it, and let go of myself completely. Fortunately, there is no show to be shown tomorrow, so I just concentrate on reading the script at home, otherwise I will be scolded by Hao Meng .

After sneezing twice in a row, An Mo rubbed his nose, looked down at himself, he was wearing a lot, he must not have caught a cold, which little bastard was scolding the young master secretly, hehe, the young master is happy today and doesn't care about you .

Taking big strides arrogantly, he ran towards the durian in front. Well, it smelled delicious and looked so tempting. An Mo directly ordered two boxes, feeling emotional while eating.

"Little darling, it's still delicious for you," he took another big mouthful.

Hao Meng didn't like durian, so An Mo didn't eat it at home, because he was afraid that Hao Meng would be fainted, and he didn't have a chance to eat it when he was working outside. He hadn't eaten it for a long time.

"Durian is so delicious, you can't even eat it if it's so cute, it's really unlucky,"

"Forget it, then I'll eat a few more bites for him,"

An Mo, who thought he had done a good deed, continued to eat happily. He glanced inadvertently and saw that there were many people around him. Cengceng squeezed into the crowd.

Being tall is an advantage, and at a glance, you can see the one surrounded in the middle: Sugar Painting.

Reaching out to wipe away the saliva that hasn’t left behind, he scolded himself for being worthless, but he stared at the booth without blinking. The sugar painting was done by an old man who looked like he was five or sixty years old. He scooped out a spoonful of syrup with a spoon. , poured the shape of a little rabbit on the plastic board, then took a bamboo stick and pressed it on the sugar painting, and after a short wait, cut the sugar painting off the plastic board with a knife.

The little girl who was still in her father's arms was holding the sugar painting in her hand, giggling and giggling.

An Mo was so warmed by this moment, he stood there happily watching the father and daughter's backs walk away, and then quietly watched the old man continue his movements.

It feels like his movements are copied by a machine, and he doesn't feel tired at all, one after another. This kind of skill can't be practiced in a few years.

"Young man, what shape do you want?" the uncle asked cheerfully.

"Please help me draw a cat," said An Mo, who had finally made it to his own. He had already thought about what pattern he wanted, with staring eyes of anticipation on his face.

"okay,"

"thanks,"

Licking the sugar painting once and for all, the sweet taste reaches the bottom of my heart.I walked slowly until I reached the end of the street, and the sugar painting in my hand was eaten up, then I reluctantly looked back at the bustling market behind me, and took a taxi home.

I don't know if it's because his anti-reconnaissance ability is so good that he didn't even wear a mask. After walking around, he was surprised that he was not found, which is also very witty.

An Mo, who was full and satisfied, completely forgot about the abdominal muscles, took a shower, stood in front of the full-length mirror with a bath towel and admired himself for a long time, and it was very easy to recover the "my young master is the most handsome in the world" self-confidence.

After a day of tossing and eating a lot, he finally felt drowsy, and fell into a sweet dreamland holding the doll bear, which was half the height of a person.

An Xiaomo's obsession with abdominal muscles

After getting into the car, Hao Meng patted his chest with lingering fear, and at the same time, with infinite gossip mentality, patted his head, patted his legs, and thought for a long time, "What did you talk to Mu Yunshen just now? You look very happy .”

"Hehe," sneered, "Hao Mengmeng, where did you see that I am happy?"

"Unhappy?" There was a question mark at the head, how could we continue the conversation?This is not your personality, my lord.

"Where did you see that I'm unhappy?" He looked at Hao Meng contemptuously.

Hao Meng: Then are you happy or unhappy?

Howling to the sky, how difficult it is to be a qualified agent, huh?

It's a pity that the little ancestor of the qualified agent can't feel his sadness at all. He pokes open Weibo and puts on a small vest, and goes to squat under Mu Yunshen's Weibo. If there is a chance to tear X, he There must be no mercy.Haha, Mu Yunshen managed to increase his favorability because of the water cup incident just now, and he shrank back, pitiful, sad, and deplorable.

Mu Yunshen's Weibo is still full of photos of tough guys. The latest Weibo was posted this morning. It is a beautiful photo showing eight-pack abs that makes blood spurt. Of course, this was not Mu Yunshen's post, his The official Weibo is managed by Gong Wei, but An Mo doesn't know, and thinks that everyone is so free to peep on Weibo every day like him.

Save the photo as the original picture, then look at the eight-pack abs in the picture viciously (enviously), touch it with your fingers, and sigh, so envious.

As a model, a supermodel who has gone through countless stages, he lacks everything except big breasts, no, eight pack abs.

Alas, how can it be practiced? If there is a medicine, as long as you drink it, you can grow abdominal muscles.

Returning home listlessly, even Hao Meng was blown away. He stretched out on the sofa and dialed the number one person in the address book: the boss of the Han family.

Listening to the beeping sound with full expectation, this is a good way he thought of just now, ask the eldest brother, as for the fitness trainer, hehe, he doesn't count on it anymore, I don't know how much he has hired, it's useless, it's all a lie Money.

In fact, someone completely forgot about his fitness behavior of fishing for three days and posting on the net for two days. He didn’t do what the coach said at all. He wanted abdominal muscles. Hey, dreaming. What qualifications do people who don’t work hard have to have abdominal muscles?

"Xiao Yue, what are you doing, why are you calling me when you have time?" Brother Han came over with a magnetic voice.

He was training a group of subordinates just like his grandson. Seeing that the call was from his most beloved baby brother, his cold face showed a trace of tenderness. He waved his hand, and his subordinates heaved a sigh of relief and rushed out in a hurry, afraid of stopping One step is explained here.

"I'm not free so I can't call you. You are my dearest brother." Turning over, he looked up at the ceiling, his tone was cheerful and coquettish, An Mo knew, big brother Just eat this set. "Brother, are you busy?"

"No," he didn't blush when he told a lie.

"Is there anything I can help you with? You are still playing tricks with your brother, you are still young." Brother Qin Ming, who has practiced his eyes, knows all about his younger brother's tricks. Every time I ask for help, I will add a series of prefixes in front of my brother, just like when I was a child.

"Hehe, Jiang is still old and spicy, brother, you are so powerful," he laughed while holding the phone, oops, I am a little embarrassed to say so directly, my brother looks shy.

"Stop flattering me." Qin Ming, who was praised so much that his tail was up and still pretending to be alone, "I'll give you whatever you want."

"Really?"

"When did brother lie to you?"

"Hehe, brother, I want eight-pack abs," said looking at the phone very solemnly.

"What?" Han Yi, who doubted his hearing, asked again uncertainly.

"I want eight-pack abs, bro, is there any way I can have abs soon," said the aggrieved tone, pulling on the curtain of the sofa with small hands, "Look at your brother, I'm a supermodel, of course I have already moved to the showbiz, but then I am also a model, look at the photos I took, they are so watery, I don’t even have abs, bro, your brother will be laughed at.”

"Who dares to laugh at you, brother, go and deal with him," I can't kill him.

"Hey, brother, can you focus on the key points?" An Mo wailed, "I just want to get abs quickly, the premise is not to exercise,"

"Well, at least the amount of training should not be so large," thinking that it would be impossible without training, he gritted his teeth and increased the amount.

Woohoo, I really don’t like exercising. I touch my buttocks and thighs. Now I exercise hard for a day on a whim and then lay on the bed for a week. I really want to forget the history of blood and tears. I can still feel the pain now (two words : hallucinations).

Han Yi also didn't want him to exercise hard, as long as he was in good shape, what kind of abdominal muscles did he need? According to him, this is pretty good now, of course, he dared not say.

However, if you don’t exercise your abdominal muscles, Brother Han thought about it, and finally when he got impatient on the other end of the phone, he tentatively said, “Xiao Yue, let’s make a picture.”

"Ah?" He heard it right, "Brother, there is no other way," P picture, if it is really P, the next day's entertainment headline will be "An Mo's figure is not interesting, but he used P pictures Eyeball", that really digs its own grave.

"No, you won't be able to develop your abs in a few years," he said deliberately, "If you want to have abs right away, it's as difficult as if you want to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University without studying for a day, understand?"

"Understood," Yan Yan, without the slightest excitement at the beginning, "then I have nothing else to do, brother, you can be busy."

Hearing the beep from the other side, Qin Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then cursed with a smile: Brat, I don't know how to chat with his brother for a while.

Forget it, let your subordinates get busy with work. I leave work early today to pick up my wife. Since I have a little devil at home, I haven't lived with you for a long time. I will buy a bunch of flowers and surprise her later.

The boss left work happily, and the people at work: I only hate that we are not the boss and have no privileges, alas!

Qin Ming happily went to play romance with his wife, but his poor younger brother An Mo hung up the phone, lying in a corpse state, not wanting to move, life without abs is meaningless.

Mouth puffed, unhappy, really want to eat to vent my anger.With a movement of the body, Gulu, the whole person rolled off the sofa and fell to the ground, with one leg still on the sofa.The dazed An Mo got up from the ground, and suddenly there was a feeling that life is so pitiful, and I was so tragic.

Pulling on the slippers, he ran to the cloakroom, found out a regular sportswear for going out, carried the wallet, and held the mobile phone. The whole set of actions took only 5 minutes. Bang, he closed the door vigorously, and ran to the target: snacks street!

How to relieve worries, only eat and eat.

There were many people in the night market, coming and going, and no one noticed that there was a big star mixed in the crowd.After all, no one would have imagined that any celebrity would eat stinky tofu with sauce all over his mouth regardless of his image. Of course, An Mo is a weird one.

An Mo, who rushed to the snack street, chose stinky tofu as his first choice. He likes it the most. There is no one. He ordered a copy and ate it while walking. Have the time to study under the dim light to see if he is An Mo!Haha, secretly give myself a thumbs up in my heart, why am I so smart.

I don’t have a destination, I just buy what I want to eat when I see it, and let go of myself completely. Fortunately, there is no show to be shown tomorrow, so I just concentrate on reading the script at home, otherwise I will be scolded by Hao Meng .

After sneezing twice in a row, An Mo rubbed his nose, looked down at himself, he was wearing a lot, he must not have caught a cold, which little bastard was scolding the young master secretly, hehe, the young master is happy today and doesn't care about you .

Taking big strides arrogantly, he ran towards the durian in front. Well, it smelled delicious and looked so tempting. An Mo directly ordered two boxes, feeling emotional while eating.

"Little darling, it's still delicious for you," he took another big mouthful.

Hao Meng didn't like durian, so An Mo didn't eat it at home, because he was afraid that Hao Meng would be fainted, and he didn't have a chance to eat it when he was working outside. He hadn't eaten it for a long time.

"Durian is so delicious, you can't even eat it if it's so cute, it's really unlucky,"

"Forget it, then I'll eat a few more bites for him,"

An Mo, who thought he had done a good deed, continued to eat happily. He glanced inadvertently and saw that there were many people around him. Cengceng squeezed into the crowd.

Being tall is an advantage, and at a glance, you can see the one surrounded in the middle: Sugar Painting.

Reaching out to wipe away the saliva that hasn’t left behind, he scolded himself for being worthless, but he stared at the booth without blinking. The sugar painting was done by an old man who looked like he was five or sixty years old. He scooped out a spoonful of syrup with a spoon. , poured the shape of a little rabbit on the plastic board, then took a bamboo stick and pressed it on the sugar painting, and after a short wait, cut the sugar painting off the plastic board with a knife.

The little girl who was still in her father's arms was holding the sugar painting in her hand, giggling and giggling.

An Mo was so warmed by this moment, he stood there happily watching the father and daughter's backs walk away, and then quietly watched the old man continue his movements.

It feels like his movements are copied by a machine, and he doesn't feel tired at all, one after another. This kind of skill can't be practiced in a few years.

"Young man, what shape do you want?" the uncle asked cheerfully.

"Please help me draw a cat," said An Mo, who had finally made it to his own. He had already thought about what pattern he wanted, with staring eyes of anticipation on his face.

"okay,"

"thanks,"

Licking the sugar painting once and for all, the sweet taste reaches the bottom of my heart.I walked slowly until I reached the end of the street, and the sugar painting in my hand was eaten up, then I reluctantly looked back at the bustling market behind me, and took a taxi home.

I don't know if it's because his anti-reconnaissance ability is so good that he didn't even wear a mask. After walking around, he was surprised that he was not found, which is also very witty.

An Mo, who was full and satisfied, completely forgot about the abdominal muscles, took a shower, stood in front of the full-length mirror with a bath towel and admired himself for a long time, and it was very easy to recover the "my young master is the most handsome in the world" self-confidence.

After a day of tossing and eating a lot, he finally felt drowsy, and fell into a sweet dreamland holding the doll bear, which was half the height of a person.

Chef Hao Mama

It's rare that he doesn't have a job, Hao Meng doesn't come to knock on the door early in the morning, An Mo wakes up naturally after sleeping, stretches, sighs, life like raising pigs is the best.

After lying on the bed like a caterpillar and rolling around for a long time, I rubbed my hair like a chicken coop, and walked into the bathroom in a daze.I still had time to touch my belly while brushing my teeth, and I patted it twice. I fed you so much yesterday, and you still protested. It's really not good.

Believing in the scapegoat: You can eat what you can die, blame me.Boom, I'm so sorry.

Gulu Gulu yelled twice more in protest.

The refrigerator was full of delicious food, so I took out a can of milk and drank a couple of sips first. After choosing among a pile of food for a long time, I decided to heat up the fried rice that Hao Meng made yesterday, so that I could lie down instead of sitting , If you can't do it, don't do it. This is the truth that Mr. An has always followed.

However, he hasn't acted yet. Mr. Hao Meng, the agent who knows his attributes well, opened the door with the key. After hearing the sound, Mr. An immediately put the plate back into the refrigerator, took out an apple by the way, and ran to the door. At the entrance, he stuffed the apple into Hao Meng's hand, and quickly snatched the paper bag from his hand with the other hand.

"Mengmeng eat an apple, this apple is quite delicious," he smiled, and then walked to the dining table without looking back, carrying the paper bag.

Hao Meng looked at An Mo, then at the apple, clicked, took a bite, and followed behind as usual, An Mo would only be so cute when he was hungry, but come on, rub his nose, he is quite useful .

"Wow, Auntie's craftsmanship is good, Mengmeng, you really have a good taste." The food boxes were all placed on the dining table, An Mo smelled the smell of the pie and knew it was beef, so he grabbed one and took a bite , with enjoyment all over his face, "It's delicious,"

"I'm fine today. I'll visit your house tonight. I haven't seen my aunt for a long time. I miss her." Wanting to eat her cooking, An Mo's eyes sparkled brightly.

Hao Meng ignored it as if she was blind, looked down at the newspaper, raised her head for a while and said, "My mother is not at home today, let's do it another day," and then continued to study hard, resolutely ignoring it.

An Mo took a hard bite of the pie, staring at the back of Hao Meng's head that could poke a hole for him, humming, another day, another day, I don't know how many days it will take, it's really uncomfortable to say this every time Keep your word.

With a small mood of worry, he solved the pie in front of him, his stomach was like a bottomless pit, and he didn't know how his small body could eat so much food, it was a proper unsolved mystery.

Hao Meng knew what An Mo was thinking without looking up, but he wouldn't bring this little ancestor home so easily.

Hao's mother always likes to cook. When she met An Mo, it was like a spark hitting the earth. There were infinite sparks. One wanted to eat and the other was willing to cook. As soon as An Mo came to the house, the kitchen was full of vegetables. If it weren't for the table Not big enough, not enough time, his mother can make a table full of Chinese people.

It's good for An Mo, after a full meal, he packs some food he likes and then leaves. The three men in their poor family have to eat leftovers every day until they run out.

This is not the worst, Mother Hao really likes to study, she is so eager to learn that Hao Meng wants to kneel up and roar to the sky.

After An Mo left, his mother definitely wanted to study what she didn't know now, but what An Mo still liked to eat, and then, besides the leftovers, there was another dark dish on the table every day. The men in the family were miserable. I want to say something weakly: An Mo is a foodie who can eat everything, so don't study it.But he didn't dare to say it, because if he said it, he would definitely be rewarded with a chestnut fried in sugar.

There is a fierce mother and an uneasy artist, Hao Meng: I really can't afford to be hurt, I will cry if I talk too much, am I my own?

Hao Meng deeply admired the three men in their family, who had grown an iron stomach and could stand up to his mother's troubles, especially her father, the head of the family, who persevered for many years and was a model in the old world. The neighbors in the neighborhood envy his mother for finding a good husband.

So, Hao Meng really didn't dare to let An Mo go home. His mother had a request. He said that An Mo was busy and An Mo wanted to go. He said that his mother was going out. What a big deal.

In just a short while, An Mo had already eaten and drank enough, took out the newspaper in Hao Meng's hand and said in disgust, "You've been staring at one place for so long, why are you pretending?"

"This news is good," coughed lightly, and forced his words out of reason.

"Who will believe it?" He responded bluntly.

Hao Meng stretched out her hand, as if to pat this brat, why is it so obscene?The appointed person took out the script, "Today is to familiarize yourself with the script, there are a few classic scenes, let's rehearse first,"

"Oh," An Mo lay on the sofa, flipped through the script with his hand, and pointed to the direction behind him.

"???" What's going on, Hao Meng looked back, but didn't see anything.

An Mo directly gave a look of 'you are so stupid', very arrogant, "The food box hasn't been cleaned yet,"

Hao Meng: ...

"You are really my little ancestor, okay, I'll go to work, you always read the script carefully,"

"Hahaha, come on, Mengmeng," waved his little hand, and sent Hao Meng off gracefully.

Through the glass of the kitchen, Hao Meng looked at him with a serious face, and continued to work comfortably. I have to say that An Mo, who is serious, is still very attractive, and he doesn't look like a child at all. His character, he is not very demanding, as long as His Majesty An can complete the work well, he will be very popular.

There is another part of the play "Love in a Troubled World" that tells the story of his childhood, which leads to the reason why he was later exterminated. An Mo is still very interested in the young actor who played his childhood. He has such a handsome face , the little actor must also be a cute little lady, haha, when the time comes, he can still pinch his chubby little face.

There is a little Xuanxuan at home. An Mo's favorite thing is to pinch his face, but he has not let it in the past few years. The older he gets, the less cute he becomes. As soon as he stretches out his hand, he runs back a few steps, Conduct a conversation between men in a serious manner: Uncle, I have grown up, and you will make people laugh if you pinch my face.

An Mo: Who would laugh at you when you are a child?

Xiao Xuanxuan puffed out her small chest: I am already four years old, I am not a child anymore,

An Mo: ...

Is four years old too big?

However, since then, I have really stopped pinching. It feels so sad to be able to see but not move.

There should be two children in the crew this time, so it's not a foul to squeeze a few times quietly.

"Little ancestor, you don't want to read the script, what are you thinking?" What Hao Meng saw when he came out was his fuzzy appearance, with a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable, and he took it seriously for a while, why did he come back again? Off track?

"I," how could this be honest with you, raised a cute smile, "I was wondering who is the other leading actor in our show, has Director Zhang contacted you?"

"This." There was sufficient suspicion in his eyes, so he couldn't believe that he was thinking about the male lead, but he didn't expose it, "I heard from Director Zhang that Guo Zhiwen has been tentatively appointed."

"Guo Zhiwen has a good reputation in the circle, he has acting skills, and most importantly, he knows some kung fu, which fits well with Fu Yu's role in the play. According to Director Zhang's intention, he has to play in this play by himself. Excellence, "

After speaking, I felt very fortunate to take a look at An Mo, and took the audition opportunity after all the hard work, "I can rest assured that there is such a senior leading you."

"I pushed all unnecessary programs, starting tomorrow, you continue to take acting classes,"

"Well, I see," flipping through the script, as if I knew it a long time ago.

Knowing Director Zhang's strict requirements for this drama, Hao Meng is even more serious, not daring to relax in the slightest. He has a hunch that this time, as long as An Mo's acting skills pass the test, he will definitely win the award and occupy a place in the entertainment industry .

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look up at An Mo. Some people are so poor that they can't become famous all their lives, while others can reach the sky in one step. I don't know how this fool's life is so good. Of course, his own cabbage, He also felt very good.

"Also, if there are no accidents, the official announcement will be in a week's time. Remember to forward it on Weibo. Forget it, let me do it, and don't count on you." Thinking about his forgetful mind, Hao Meng wiped away the non-existent tears sadly, well, let me do the strenuous work, as long as you just rest.

"Mengmeng, stop nagging, you won't be able to find a girlfriend if you do this, and I still need to read the script, so go and have fun." Seeing that Hao Meng wanted to continue talking, An Mo hurriedly stopped her , He couldn’t remember even after he said it, what to do with so much talk, it’s a waste of effort.

"You can't find a girlfriend, okay, you are the uncle, listen to you, read the script carefully, I won't talk, I'm going to sleep," gave An Mo a mean expression, I went to sleep, you still If you want to work, it will piss you off.

An Mo rolled his eyes, "Isn't it childish?" Pretending to be aloof, he waved his hand, "Kneel down."

Hao Meng: Give you a look and experience it yourself.

To say that he was going to sleep was actually to give An Mo a space. This kid was willing to be alone, so Hao Meng followed him, lying on the bed, holding a notebook and starting to deal with work matters.

Some time ago, the company intended to ask him to bring another person. After he refused, the leader revealed this intention from time to time. He also knew that it was because of An Mo's rising status. He brought one more person and shared resources. Some things are much more convenient. .The leader asked repeatedly, but he didn't take it easy to refute his face. He only said to think about it, but he didn't get half-distracted. The current state is quite good, and he doesn't make himself uncomfortable anymore.

An Mo has brought him from the beginning to the present, not to mention his background, he knew at the first glance that he is a good seedling. As for how far he can go, he has plans, but now, there is no need Go according to the plan, because as long as he is happy.

If one day An Mo suddenly told Hao Meng that he was going to quit the entertainment circle, Hao Meng would just go crazy for a while. He couldn't bear to say serious things to this person whom he regarded as his younger brother, and he couldn't bear to be able to do whatever he wanted. .

Therefore, An Mo's life is very good, because so many people love him.

Chef Hao Mama

It's rare that he doesn't have a job, Hao Meng doesn't come to knock on the door early in the morning, An Mo wakes up naturally after sleeping, stretches, sighs, life like raising pigs is the best.

After lying on the bed like a caterpillar and rolling around for a long time, I rubbed my hair like a chicken coop, and walked into the bathroom in a daze.I still had time to touch my belly while brushing my teeth, and I patted it twice. I fed you so much yesterday, and you still protested. It's really not good.

Believing in the scapegoat: You can eat what you can die, blame me.Boom, I'm so sorry.

Gulu Gulu yelled twice more in protest.

The refrigerator was full of delicious food, so I took out a can of milk and drank a couple of sips first. After choosing among a pile of food for a long time, I decided to heat up the fried rice that Hao Meng made yesterday, so that I could lie down instead of sitting , If you can't do it, don't do it. This is the truth that Mr. An has always followed.

However, he hasn't acted yet. Mr. Hao Meng, the agent who knows his attributes well, opened the door with the key. After hearing the sound, Mr. An immediately put the plate back into the refrigerator, took out an apple by the way, and ran to the door. At the entrance, he stuffed the apple into Hao Meng's hand, and quickly snatched the paper bag from his hand with the other hand.

"Mengmeng eat an apple, this apple is quite delicious," he smiled, and then walked to the dining table without looking back, carrying the paper bag.

Hao Meng looked at An Mo, then at the apple, clicked, took a bite, and followed behind as usual, An Mo would only be so cute when he was hungry, but come on, rub his nose, he is quite useful .

"Wow, Auntie's craftsmanship is good, Mengmeng, you really have a good taste." The food boxes were all placed on the dining table, An Mo smelled the smell of the pie and knew it was beef, so he grabbed one and took a bite , with enjoyment all over his face, "It's delicious,"

"I'm fine today. I'll visit your house tonight. I haven't seen my aunt for a long time. I miss her." Wanting to eat her cooking, An Mo's eyes sparkled brightly.

Hao Meng ignored it as if she was blind, looked down at the newspaper, raised her head for a while and said, "My mother is not at home today, let's do it another day," and then continued to study hard, resolutely ignoring it.

An Mo took a hard bite of the pie, staring at the back of Hao Meng's head that could poke a hole for him, humming, another day, another day, I don't know how many days it will take, it's really uncomfortable to say this every time Keep your word.

With a small mood of worry, he solved the pie in front of him, his stomach was like a bottomless pit, and he didn't know how his small body could eat so much food, it was a proper unsolved mystery.

Hao Meng knew what An Mo was thinking without looking up, but he wouldn't bring this little ancestor home so easily.

Hao's mother always likes to cook. When she met An Mo, it was like a spark hitting the earth. There were infinite sparks. One wanted to eat and the other was willing to cook. As soon as An Mo came to the house, the kitchen was full of vegetables. If it weren't for the table Not big enough, not enough time, his mother can make a table full of Chinese people.

It's good for An Mo, after a full meal, he packs some food he likes and then leaves. The three men in their poor family have to eat leftovers every day until they run out.

This is not the worst, Mother Hao really likes to study, she is so eager to learn that Hao Meng wants to kneel up and roar to the sky.

After An Mo left, his mother definitely wanted to study what she didn't know now, but what An Mo still liked to eat, and then, besides the leftovers, there was another dark dish on the table every day. The men in the family were miserable. I want to say something weakly: An Mo is a foodie who can eat everything, so don't study it.But he didn't dare to say it, because if he said it, he would definitely be rewarded with a chestnut fried in sugar.

There is a fierce mother and an uneasy artist, Hao Meng: I really can't afford to be hurt, I will cry if I talk too much, am I my own?

Hao Meng deeply admired the three men in their family, who had grown an iron stomach and could stand up to his mother's troubles, especially her father, the head of the family, who persevered for many years and was a model in the old world. The neighbors in the neighborhood envy his mother for finding a good husband.

So, Hao Meng really didn't dare to let An Mo go home. His mother had a request. He said that An Mo was busy and An Mo wanted to go. He said that his mother was going out. What a big deal.

In just a short while, An Mo had already eaten and drank enough, took out the newspaper in Hao Meng's hand and said in disgust, "You've been staring at one place for so long, why are you pretending?"

"This news is good," coughed lightly, and forced his words out of reason.

"Who will believe it?" He responded bluntly.

Hao Meng stretched out her hand, as if to pat this brat, why is it so obscene?The appointed person took out the script, "Today is to familiarize yourself with the script, there are a few classic scenes, let's rehearse first,"

"Oh," An Mo lay on the sofa, flipped through the script with his hand, and pointed to the direction behind him.

"???" What's going on, Hao Meng looked back, but didn't see anything.

An Mo directly gave a look of 'you are so stupid', very arrogant, "The food box hasn't been cleaned yet,"

Hao Meng: ...

"You are really my little ancestor, okay, I'll go to work, you always read the script carefully,"

"Hahaha, come on, Mengmeng," waved his little hand, and sent Hao Meng off gracefully.

Through the glass of the kitchen, Hao Meng looked at him with a serious face, and continued to work comfortably. I have to say that An Mo, who is serious, is still very attractive, and he doesn't look like a child at all. His character, he is not very demanding, as long as His Majesty An can complete the work well, he will be very popular.

There is another part of the play "Love in a Troubled World" that tells the story of his childhood, which leads to the reason why he was later exterminated.