Chapter 320

Looking at Shu Yu's back, Han Mo couldn't help laughing.

The old man's cold knife's eyes kept watching Shu Yu leave.

The little guy blinked his big eyes and didn't know what had happened.

Shu Qiang began to enjoy the barbecue brought by Han mo. the little guy was one of two. His small mouth was bulging. His originally round face became more round.

"Grandpa, is it delicious? My father made Shaomai." The little guy still has a proud tone. Her father's cooking is one of her proud capital.

The old man finished the last Shaomai in the bowl, looked at the empty thermos bucket and licked his fingers, "Hey, it's not very good. It's still a little worse than what grandpa did."

Shu Yu, the only one who will expose that he can't cook, has gone. Han Mo doesn't know he can't cook. Little guy, no matter how ancient and strange, he's just a child.

Shu Qiang thought and didn't notice that the little guy had come to him and stood on tiptoe.

"Isn't it delicious, but grandpa ate it all." Xuanxuan felt the back of her head.

"That..." the old man wanted to belittle Han Mo's cooking skills, but his plan was broken in front of his granddaughter.

Shu Qiangjie hasn't spoken for a long time.

Han Mo forced himself to smile, adjusted his expression and quickly cleared the siege. "Dad took less and ate it all at once."

The little guy shook his head at his father, "no, Xuanxuan saw a lot just now. Grandpa ate up, a lot, so many." Xuanxuan looked serious and drew a half arc with her two small hands to represent a lot of quantity.

Han Mo looked at the old man who was exposed to Xuanxuan's face. He just collided with Shu Qiang's hostile eyes in the air. The corner of his eye jerked and quickly took back his eyes.

The little boy blinked at his father and grandpa.

"Grandpa, do you still want to eat? Like to eat, Dad can cook for grandpa tomorrow. " Xuanxuan sat opposite Shu Qiang, clutching her small hands on the small dinner table, dragging her small round chin, with a naive smile on her face.

Shu Qiang hesitated for a moment. Han Mo's barbecue is the most delicious he has ever eaten. He really wants to eat, but if he says he likes it and wants to eat it now, isn't that what he bragged earlier immediately exposed.

Originally, Shu Qiang wanted to learn to do it secretly after leaving the hospital. What's difficult about cooking? If her granddaughter likes to eat, it's not difficult.

Shu Qiang's heart crossed and pretended to be indifferent. "Oh, grandpa is just hungry this morning. Your father's cooking really looks good, but it's far from what grandpa did himself."

"Really?" The little guy's favorite breakfast is Shaomai, which is also a snack. Just listening, I think my mouth is about to drool. "Can grandpa make Shaomai for Xuanxuan after he leaves the hospital? Yuxuan likes beef stuffing best. " The little guy looked forward to it.

Shu Qiang was sure that Han Mo would not do anything before he went to Beidu. Since he could learn later, what he couldn't do. Thinking of this, Shu Qiang said confidently, "no problem. When Grandpa leaves the hospital, I'll cook for my baby Xuanxuan." Then the old man pinched the little guy's face.

"OK, great." The little guy raised his two small arms and waved them.

Shu Qiang coughed twice and thought to let Shu Ya find a way to cook. When he was in the hospital, he would have a sneak look.

The TV in the ward is broadcasting the replay of the legend of Zhen Huan. At this time, the plot is just the period when Zhen Huan returns to the palace. There is a turning point in both her appearance and acting skills.

"Mom, look at my mom. This is my mom."

Shu Qiang watched other TV dramas of Shuya, but when the legend of Zhen Huan was broadcast, he had found out liver cancer and had been receiving treatment. It was said that his daughter played a new TV drama and was very popular, but he didn't have a chance to watch it.

The little guy jumped out of bed excitedly, ran to the TV and pointed to his mother on the screen. "My mother is great. Those bad women were defeated by my mother."

In fact, the little guy doesn't quite understand the plot of the palace duel drama, but when grandma watches TV at home, she makes on-site explanations every day, watching TV and venting her dissatisfaction with the villains in the drama. The little guy doesn't understand, but he knows who is good and who is bad.

"Grandpa, this, she, big villain." The little guy pointed to an Lingrong, two small hands holding small fists and biting small teeth with hatred.

Shu Qiang hasn't seen it, but the popularity of the legend of Zhen Huan is well known. At that time, the family didn't dare to mention something about Shu Ya in front of him, but others didn't know their relationship.

When Shu Qiang lined up for examination in the hospital, he heard the patients in line talk about the discussion of the legend of Zhen Huan. At that time, he was in a bad mood, but he was relieved to hear his daughter's name.

I want to see the legend of Zhen Huan played by my daughter.

Shu Qiang stared at the TV with a trace of pride in his eyes. Even if Han Mo can write his own songs now, Shu Qiang also watched "looking for a good voice" and listened to the songs written by Han mo. it was very good, but in the old man's heart, his daughter is the best.

"Xiaoya's acting skills have improved again. I still remember her green and astringent in her first TV play. I didn't expect such excellent results today. The child has been working hard." With a proud tone, Shu Qiang felt proud of his daughter on TV. He wanted to tell those who liked the legend of Zhen Huan that the female star was his daughter.

However, Shu Qiang felt ashamed of Shu Ya when he thought that his daughter had been working alone for so long, and he didn't help or say a few words of comfort when she was most vulnerable and lonely.

Han Mo sat by the bed and watched with the old man. Hearing the old man's words, he couldn't help but feel that Shuya was really not easy. He faced it alone when he needed help most. He wanted to make money and take care of his children. In the past, he could only describe himself with a sigh.

The master watched it very seriously, but he didn't just watch his daughter's acting skills. The plot of the legend of Zhen Huan deeply attracted him. In the past, Shu Qiang didn't like watching palace fighting dramas. He thought it was dog blood, and male chauvinism. Only women like watching this kind of TV dramas. To tell the truth, at first, if he didn't know that Shu Ya starred, he just listened to the name, Shu Qiang doesn't want to see it.

Shu Qiang smashed his mouth and said casually, "the screenwriter is really important. The plot of the legend of Zhen Huan can't find anything wrong."

Han Mo was stunned, then smiled and nodded.

Before, when the little guy introduced his father to Shu Qiang, he said a lot of things Han Mo would do. At that time, Shu Qiang was just immersed in the little guy's lovely expression and didn't listen to the content very carefully. He just remembered that Xuanxuan said that Han Mo wrote several story books.

Shu Qiang knows that writing story books is completely different from writing scripts, but since Han Mo has such a small specialty, it should be able to go further.

"Xiao Han, Shuya is also very hard in the entertainment industry. You still have to make yourself strong. There are children. You have to carry the heavy task of supporting your family alone in the future." The old man loves his daughter, but he also hopes that Han Mo can be better. Although he doesn't want to say it, he has tacitly accepted that Han Mo is a family.

Han Mo understood the old man's mind and hurriedly said, "I will. I won't let Shu Ya work so hard in the future."

Shu Qiang knew that Han Mo understood it. He was satisfied and nodded.