[Variety] Adapted script

After making an appointment with Han Tingting's parents, at a family restaurant at seven o'clock in the evening, she hesitated to bring Zhexiu in front of these two.No parent would let go of the knowledge of their daughter's kindness in caring for a helpless boy.Adhering to the principle that more things are worse than less things, Han Tingting stuffed a pillow in Zhexiu's hand who was full and drowsy, and turned on the TV for him to a certain cable station that broadcast soap operas.

"I'll be back later today, Zhexiu, you're sleepy and go to sleep." Han Tingting reached out and stroked Zhexiu's hair.Hearing that she was going out, he stared at Han Tingting, let out a low mournful cry, and began to win Han Tingting's sympathy.Under his unrestrained coquettishness, Han Tingting has almost tied him to her belt, this time she must not be soft-hearted.

Han Tingting was much more serious than usual, with both hands in her pockets, so as not to hold her breath and be entangled by this kid again.She said, "You don't want me to leave you alone, don't you? Don't just look at me, you have to say it. As long as you speak up, I will give you face and won't leave."

Zhexiu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he opened his mouth to make a sound. "Woo", "Woooooo", "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"....

Han Tingting shook her head and said helplessly, "Study hard."

With a snap, the door just shut.

Huh... Jin Zhexiu squatted on the sofa with a bowed body, and practiced speaking like what was on TV.

You, me, him, today, eat, good... He already knows some simple words, but he still can't say Han Tingting's name.In other words, it is not yet clear enough to be understood.Han Tingting taught him many life skills, but he didn't carefully teach him how to call himself. He was practicing secretly.

Jin Zhexiu learned to speak by himself until his mouth was dry. There was his special water cup on the tea table, and Han Tingting was not around to supervise, so he leaned over and stuck out his tongue and babbled.When I couldn't reach it, I picked it up and drank the rest of the water with the method taught by Han Tingting.

The TV was automatically turned off by Han Tingting, and after the screen went black, Jin Zhexiu stood up from the sofa, his fingers twirling on his stomach.After pondering for a while, he stood beside the telephone in the living room.In order to teach him to ask for emergency help from herself, Han Tingting spent a whole day with a sticky note next to him so that Jin Zhexiu would not remember.Jin Zhexiu quickly pressed Han Tingting's mobile phone number, leaving only the last digit unentered.He picked up the receiver and stuck it to his ear, and pressed the clear button again and again.

The phone is only used in times of crisis, and he is just practicing.

Jin Zhexiu was listless, put down the phone and nestled back on the sofa.Usually at this time, he should have gone to bed long ago. Although he kept yawning, he still had no plans to fall asleep.

"Dingling." Jin Zhexiu lifted his drooping eyelids, and his keen hearing made him look at the phone.Han Tingting had used it in front of him, so Jin Zhexiu knew that he should pick up the receiver at this time.

"Han Tingting?"

The other party was looking for Han Tingting, and her voice was not unfamiliar to him.Jin Zhexiu snorted and recognized him conveniently.

"Oh, it's Zhexiu."

Zhitai came to make trouble again, and Jin Chunyi cried alone at night, remembering what Han Tingting had said to herself before dialing the number.It's just that she didn't pick the right time.

It has to be Han Tingting.

Jin Chunyi was about to hang up the call when a heavy breath suddenly sounded from the receiver.She listened to the boy, stammering and repeating a word - "Ting".

Bad pronunciation, big tongue, but she guessed right away.Jin Chunyi kindly corrected his pronunciation, she repeated it, and Jin Zhexiu repeated it over there, like a repeater with poor performance.

Once, twice, three times... He didn't seem to understand what is enough, Jin Chunyi had no choice but to cut off the phone without authorization.Anyway, she couldn't get his consent.

Han Tingting arrived at the reserved seat at the restaurant, and called the waiter to confirm the seat before sitting down.It was seven o'clock, but her parents were not there. Instead, a man in his 30s sat across the table.Small eyes, big face, although the skin is white, dotted with moles.

When Han Tingting took her seat, the other party took the initiative to do the job of the waiter and handed her the menu in his hand.

"I've roughly figured out what to order, you can take a look."

Han Tingting didn't answer and shrugged, "It's up to you."

The two parents insisted on letting her go back to Seoul, so there was this trick waiting.If an unemployed daughter has no intention of looking for a job to support herself, she will really worry about her parents.I have reached the marriageable age, and I don't have a boyfriend at the moment, so my parents start packing boyfriends just like they usually give pocket money.

After the man ordered, Han Tingting got up and said she was going to the bathroom, but she was actually going to pay the bill.

"Leave first if you are in a hurry. Enjoy your meal." She left this sentence in a hurry, then turned around and threw this person in the restaurant.So he will order the menu, after all, she is not going to eat with him.

Han Tingting stopped at the door of the restaurant.There is also a coffee shop next to this restaurant, and she saw Yuan Bo's parents in it, and they happened to meet the father's eyes.The cell phone in her handbag vibrated, and her mother was holding the phone to the receiver nearby.

Han Tingting bit the bullet and retreated, the ringing stopped abruptly.

The meal that should be eaten, it seems, can't be easily avoided.