Jiang Ma listened to Jiang Anzhi's reply and sighed with disapproval: "son, you can't do this. The body is the capital of the revolution. "
When Jiang's mother talks, Feng Lanchu automatically reverses the camera, and Jiang Anzhi sees his mother talking attentively while barbecue.
When the fat part of the barbecue was roasted on the iron plate, the fat part was soaked in oil and the thin part became brown. Jiang Ma quickly spread a layer of sesame seeds and embedded them in the streaky pork, which was very touching.
After Jiang Ma roasted the meat, she put it on the barbecue plate. The dish was full, and the fragrance was almost floating to the imperial capital through the screen.
Jiang An's boss frowned: "I want to see you."
He didn't want to look at the dishes at that table, torture.
"Cough cough..." Jiang Ma's barbecue hand, almost choked to death by her own saliva, she looked at the mobile phone a little angrily, how can her son be so straightforward, Ho, his children and mother are here.
But does it mean that the couple have deep enough feelings?
Ha ha ha, I'm so happy to run! Jiang Ma's heart is full of joy.
Wind LAN early slightly embarrassed to put the lens back, while the mother-in-law did not pay attention, also raised his fist pretending to threaten, the meaning of the words again disorderly talk hit you.
"Mom is talking to you. Don't be so rude."
"Don't get me wrong, mom. I didn't mean that." Jiang Anzhi scratched his head slightly perfunctorily: "what I just photographed at the beginning was a barbecue plate."
"Well, yes, I didn't think you hadn't eaten yet." The wind and the haze rush to talk.
Jiang Ma looks at her daughter-in-law in a funny way. Ho, she's from the past. Can't she understand the small emotions between the young couple? That's true.
However, since her daughter-in-law was so thin skinned, she would accompany her in acting, and Jiang Ma changed the subject.
"Anzhi will come back earlier if he wants to eat the dishes made by Xiaochu."
"Well." Jiang Anzhi nodded. Although he wanted to continue to look at teacher Xiaofeng, because of the elder's presence, his speech was also limited. It's better to eat for her.
"Dad, we'll wait for you at home."
Jiang Che is eating the lettuce bag again.
Looking at the wind haze beginning and Jiang Che with frame, that same big eyes are all him, Jiang An's heart is very soft.
"Well, I'll be back early."
Hang up the phone, Jiang Anzhi's mood is very beautiful.
Brother Chen just came in with a box lunch. He was surprised to see Jiang Anzhi's expression: "Yo, you have such a brilliant smile. Just got on the phone with Xiao Chu? "
Sure enough, brother Chen is the one who knows how to be safe.
Jiang Anzhi didn't answer. He took the meal and opened it. He sighed slightly and began to draw chopsticks.
"The food here is certainly not as good as Xiaochu's, but you can't help it when you go out. And I'll be able to eat and drink again when I get home in two days. "
Little brother Chen understands the sigh of an Zhi and immediately pacifies him.
Jiang Anzhi didn't answer. He pulled chopsticks and stuffed rice into his mouth.
"I've got some scripts on my hands. Do you want to see them?" These two days, Ann and Zhang Qianyi have been busy doing songs, and brother Chen has no good intention to disturb them.
Today, two-thirds of the new song is finished. Jiang An's Panasonic is visible to the naked eye. Little brother Chen talks with him about his work.
In fact, since Anzhi released his album, people have invited him one after another.
He's running out of endorsements, variety shows, screenplays, etc.