The second generation of stars and the second generation of demons[Entertainment circle]

"Is that so?" Meng Di said, "That old man looks very pitiful. He is so old that he probably doesn't have anyone to take care of him at home. Why don't you give him a chance to meet his father and daughter."

"Where, that old man has a biological grandson in his family, and the one in our family is not his own daughter." Zhuang Ya said in a disdainful tone, "That old grandson is about the same age as my grandfather, Xi He, oh, also It is his daughter, who is only 18 years old now. When his grandson was sick, he sent Xihe to our home, and borrowed a sum of money from us saying that it was for his grandson to see a doctor. I know it’s like a dog’s skin plaster, and it won’t come off if it sticks on! I heard that his grandson’s old illness has relapsed recently, and it’s time to spend money again, but although our family has a big business, we don’t run a bank, so we don’t have that much money Keep sending it out."

Speaking of this, everyone was very silent, Zhuang Ya smiled, and changed the subject: "Everyone is here today, why are you saying such frustrating words! Next, I will take you to see our dealer's other courtyard, we... "

"No need." Yuanyou's editor came out to interrupt Zhuang Ya, "Our program team has our own plan, and the guests will visit Xiqiao Town by themselves in the afternoon."

"Hey, then I'll take everyone there! Our farmer can still talk in Xiqiao Town, and it's always convenient for everyone to have me around!"

Zhuang Ya will not give up on continuing to be with the remote travel program group, "Besides, when the time comes, I will arrange tasks based on my observations of everyone, and please don't reject me."

The director also wanted to say that Zhuang Ya had already taken the lead to go out, besides, if he wanted to follow, the program team couldn't stop him, the world is big, he can go anywhere.

Because of the presence of Zhuang Ya, the trip to Xiqiao Town was not very easy for people traveling far away. In the past, when people saw them recording programs with cameras, they were at most just here to join in the fun and ask for autographs or something, but with Zhuang Ya by their side However, everyone turned into shouting one by one, Master Zhuang.

I didn't expect that there would be people who respected them sincerely and sincerely just like their dealers.

In the evening, the torment of the afternoon was finally over, and Zhuang Ya warmly invited them to his home for dinner: "We are all ready, if you don't go, it will be too embarrassing!"

"We have our own arrangements. We have limited time. We really can't go this time. I'm very sorry to trouble you!" The editor-director sister was also very helpless.

The guests had already left on their own, and Zhuang Ya had no choice but to pull the director and said, "You must come to our house to eat when you do the task later!"

Back at Zhuang Xueren's house, Meng Di and Jing Rong found that Zhuang Xueren was busy in the kitchen by himself, and Miao Xi was lying comfortably on his reclining chair, playing with her mobile phone with her legs crossed.

"Cough!" Meng Di coughed to remind him to pay attention to his image. Miao Xi didn't care at first, but then she put her legs away when she realized that the camera would start working when they came back.

"Why did you come back now!" Miao Xi complained, he thought too simple before, writing songs without equipment is still too inconvenient, he wants to play the piano, and the tablet is only good for temporary use.

He was bored to death because he couldn't write songs. That Xueren Zhuang went to the kitchen to cook without saying a word when he came back. It was the same without him.

"Bored?" Meng Di took a glass of water, took two sips and handed it to Jing Rong, looking at Miao Xi and smiling.

He knows Miao Xi too well, Miao Xi may not be as old as him psychologically, and Miao Xi can't stay idle.It is estimated that he has already returned home like an arrow.

Miao Xi watched Jing Rong take the water, drank it without turning the cup, closed his eyes and said silently: "They are boyfriends, they are boyfriends..."

"What are you talking about, go back if you're bored." Meng Di called him, and then said to Jing Rong, "Let's go see Mr. Zhuang and see if there is anything we can help."

"I just realized that Mr. Zhuang is also surnamed Zhuang!" Meng Di pouted, "It's much better than that Zhuang Ya." Meng Di whispered.

In the kitchen, Zhuang Xueren was cooking, and the aroma was permeating, very tempting.

"Smells so good!" Meng Di sniffed, walked in with Jing Rong and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Zhuang Xueren glanced at them, was silent for two seconds, and said, "Help me get a box of eggs from the refrigerator."

"Okay!" Meng Di went to fetch the eggs, and then stood beside Jing Rong waiting for orders.

The two cooking idiots couldn't see what they could do, so they could only wait quietly.When Zhuang Xueren was blocked by them for the third time, he couldn't help it: "You don't need your help, let's go out." Then he added: "Thank you."

"...Then let's bring the finished dishes over first!"

Meng Di and Jing Rong came out dejectedly, and returned to the living room. Miao Xi glanced at them: "Are you back? I was kicked out just now in the same way."

The three good-for-nothing cooks succumbed to the pomegranate skirt who was eating and waiting to die, and sat around the small table in the living room chatting.

"I'm planning to go back to the capital tomorrow." Miao Xi said nonchalantly, nibbling on melon seeds.

"Yo," Meng Di raised his eyebrows, glanced at Jing Rong, and then said to Miao Xi, "It's so fast!"

Miao Xi choked up, and said angrily, "This shitty place has no meaning at all!"

Meng Di: "You can hang out with us! The scenery is still very good."

Glancing at him, Miao Xi said, "I'm going back to make an album, I miss my muse."

Meng Di burst out laughing, he knew that Miao Xi's muse was their piano, and he still remembered that it was given to Miao Xi by his grandfather.

Patting Miao Xi on the shoulder, Meng Di said, "I wish you success in writing songs, Miao Xiaoxi, you don't have to worry about extra things!"

Miao Xi didn't want to talk to him, Meng Di never behaved rightly with him, glaring at Jing Rong, Miao Xi said, "I hope some people will restrain themselves a bit when I'm gone, and don't do anything out of line!" She glanced at Meng Di pointingly: "Mengmeng is only 18 years old this year and has come out to work hard! It's really not easy!" He specially added emphasis on "18" and "not easy".

Quietly shaking Meng Di's hand, Jing Rong said to Miao Xi, "Go at ease."

"..." Miao Xi rolled her eyes and almost flew into the sky.I'm just getting out of here first, not dying thanks.

Zhuang Xueren quickly came in with two plates of dishes, "I made five dishes, which should be enough for us. Please go and get some rice and bowls and chopsticks yourself." They didn't get entangled at all, Zhuang Xueren sat down and didn't move. up.

"Hey, you have a real personality!" Miao Xi and Meng Di complained, "But he's not a bad person, and the food he cooks is quite delicious. I took a bite just now, and it was really good."

Meng Di: "..."

During the meal, it was the same as at noon, and everyone didn't talk much, but because the level of the meal was completely different from that at noon, the atmosphere was still very relaxed and beautiful.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhuang's craftsmanship is so good!" Meng Di praised, "We all thought that your ten fingers are not in the sun."

"I usually order takeaway." Zhuang Xueren said.

"..."

"Ha..." Meng Di laughed awkwardly.I was really touched to make soup for our hands.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, but the delicious food made the embarrassment seem nothing, and then the dinner ended in silence.

Meng Di dragged Miao Xi along and took on the task of washing dishes with Jing Rong. Zhuang Xueren didn't seem surprised at all, and went back to his room.It's also possible that he hadn't even bothered to do the dishes in the first place.

It is faster for everyone to do things together than one person, and there are not many bowls, so they finish washing after playing around.Miao Xi and Meng Di talked a lot, and got together more often. Jing Rong asked them to stand by and talk while he wiped the tableware with a dry cloth.

"Give it to me after you finish wiping, and I'll put it away." Meng Di said to Jing Rong with a smile, he quite liked the feeling of sharing work with Jing Rong.

Jing Rong nodded, Meng Di raised his face and looked at him with a smile, his eyes sparkling, as if he was everything to him, if there were no outsiders here, he would have kissed him.

Miao Xi rolled her eyes again, a little wanting to refuse to stay here to shine, but he will leave tomorrow, and still wants to talk to Meng Di.

Meng Di and Miao Xi talked to each other, and Meng Di went to pick up Jing Rong's wiped dishes from time to time. He was very happy at first, but suddenly saw the scars on Jing Rong's hands that were obviously different from the normal skin color. I came over to have a look, and after touching it, it really grew on Jing Rong's hand.

"What's the matter?" Meng Di asked, he remembered that there was no such thing before.

"It's okay." Jing Rong retracted his hand in a panic, but didn't retract it.Meng Di asked again seriously: "What's going on?"

With a secret sigh, Jing Rong said softly: "I accidentally got splashed with oil when I was cooking today. It's okay, it doesn't look red anymore, I'm not afraid of this because I have rough skin and thick flesh..."

"Stop talking." Meng Di threw the remaining bowl and cloth to Miao Xi, and dragged Jing Rong to the program crew to ask for burn ointment.

"Why didn't you say it sooner? It's been so long now, and I don't know if the burn ointment is still useful, and I haven't seen you wash it with water. Do you know how to cherish yourself and why you hide it..." Meng Di pulled As he walked away, Jing Rong listened to his words and couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from grinning.

Originally, he didn't want to let him see because he was afraid that he would be frightened, but now seeing his reaction, Jing Rong knew that he really cared about him.

Meng Di would take the initiative to confess his love to him, but he didn't even dare to think about it.In the past two days, he seemed to be living in a bubble, floating happily, but it was too illusory, he couldn't get his feet on the ground, and his heart was not at ease.

I am afraid that one day this fragile bubble will be burst by Meng Di, and then they will not even be able to go back to the past.

Meng Di didn't know what he was thinking. After all, it was his first time dating. At the age of 18, love is still dominated by hormones.Who would consider each other's sense of security?

The author has something to say:

I originally planned to kiss this chapter, but... the progress is about to be accelerated, and I am in a hurry.The first brother is in love, silly fufu, the next book will be written by experienced =O=

Pointing at Jing Rong: Living for nothing for so many years