Chapter 140

Mrs. Zhang can't understand her son.

Especially on the way, she held the script that her son wrote last night, and her face was distorted.

When he put on this plate of crystal clear braised elbows, the rich ladies of the whole table were quiet.

Their eyes were attracted by the home dish.

Obviously, they are tired of eating delicacies. They usually don't want to take a look at this common dish.

But today they can't move their eyes.

What a wonderful color it is!

Let them think of the d family's new limited edition red, just like the honey temptation that makes men intoxicated!

They don't even dare to pick up chopsticks and destroy the whole skin of the elbow.

Because it's so beautiful. 】

"son," Mrs. Zhang said after Zhang leyue had settled down, "you've been writing scripts for three or four months, haven't you? Has this been sold? "

Mrs. Zhang could hardly read on.

Her embarrassment was almost written by her son.

If all this could be sold, she really doubted whether the person who gave the money was dead of logic.

She had never heard of a wife who did not dare to move her chopsticks to eat an elbow.

It's more exciting to see a braised meat than to see a whole piece of red treasure.

I'm afraid I haven't seen the world before. I just came back from the 1950s and 1960s?

"Are you sure it's a food script? Is it not a lipstick advertisement

Mrs. Zhang is very tangled.

Seriously, she was afraid to blow her son's confidence.

"Are you sure they didn't dare move their chopsticks because they were afraid to take a bite and wiped off their lipstick?"

Zhang Yueyue's mouth twitched, "Mom, what about your appreciation ability?"

Mrs. Zhang took a breath.

Now she thinks her husband is right. After a few years, her son fails to write a script, and most of them will come back to inherit hundreds of millions of property.

They just have to wait.

"You go on looking." Zhang Yueyue ordered the next page for her, "I just saw the beginning."

Mrs. Zhang is a bit embarrassed, but it seems that the things written by her son staying up late are better than the compositions of primary school students.

She gritted her teeth and lowered her head to read again.

But after reading two or three lines, she couldn't bear it.

"Son, your mother has taken you to family dinners. Although our family is a little bit worse than the Li family, it is not a difference between heaven and earth.

Have you ever seen a mother eat like this since you were little? "

She pointed.

[among them, the leading lady is elegant and elegant. Her bracelet is a kind of ice jadeite, which she just got from the auction.

However, at the moment, she did not care, picked up the spoon and quickly stretched out to the elbow, Ding, ice Emerald on the small bowl.

But she was not distressed at all. Instead, she scooped up a spoonful of sauce and poured it on the white rice.

She was not willing to destroy the integrity of the elbow meat and the smooth color of the art, so she began to eat rice with sauce.

Mix a few spoonfuls of the sauce, take a mouthful, she said, covering the corner of her mouth, tears fell from her elegant face 】

Mrs. Zhang couldn't say enough. She even touched the emerald bracelet on her hand and looked frightened.

"Son, is this about me?"

A while ago, she did get the best ice from the auction, but also to find the teacher Fu made a peace bracelet.

As she said this, she felt that her old face was red and she wished she could take off the bracelet on the spot.

As a result, Zhang leyue grabbed her head embarrassed.

"Yes, isn't it that art comes from life?"

Mrs. Zhang was stunned. When she looked at the ice jadeite, she found it very vulgar.

But she looked at the text again and felt that the three views were lost.

"I can't bear to eat meat, so I use soy sauce to mix rice, and I can't help crying?"

Zhang leyue's eyes brightened, "is the emotional rendering in place?"

Mrs. Zhang almost cried.

How did she get blindfolded and agree with her son to be a screenwriter?

"Son, my eyes hurt and I can't read all of a sudden."

“…………”

As the bus flies, the scenery on both sides of the road retreats rapidly.

In addition to Zhang's mother and son's "discussion" script, other people are all in three or five lines, some with girlfriends, wives and children, and some single people play cards together.

Because we were running for lunch, we didn't dare to eat more snacks along the way.

The atmosphere inside the car is very harmonious. Most people are looking forward to it. There are also some "family members" who have never tasted Ye Susu's craftsmanship. It's more fresh.

The number of buses is not complete, some people want the address to drive to.

But the advantage of collective travel is that it is lively all the way and can talk with each other."I haven't seen the landlady for a long time. I miss her strangely."

"She's lovely. I haven't seen her for many days. I don't think the other masters are fragrant."

"In fact, when the landlady asked us what we wanted to eat, the first thing I thought of was the recipe I got when I went into meow restaurant for the first time. Do you remember what it was, Lido? "

"Of course!"

The elders began to recall.

The closer to the destination, the more heated the discussion around the landlady.

Mrs. Zhang in the front seat also listened for a while, and then she was a little dispirited.

Landlady, she's not a handsome guy. She's not interested.

[mom Li, I'm not going to the tea party today. I'm going to have dinner with my son. 】

when she finished her hair, she felt that her son's words had poisoned her. She had to wash her eyes, so she leaned against the back of the car and opened the Evergrande live broadcast software.

"The child again?"

"Well, yes, more lovely than you."

"Let me see what the son of Li's second uncle looks like."

Zhang Yueyue likes to follow Li Sishao. As time goes by, his address will follow him.

But Mrs. Zhang was a little lonely when she heard that, "what I can't see on the live broadcast, ah, the child doesn't show his face, and he hasn't been on the live broadcast these two days, and I don't know what's going on. Only Li's mother has seen this child. She told me quietly that she is very delicate. "

Her face was full of the desire to see her.

Zhang Yueyue could not understand, but did not sweep his mother's interest, "I'm not sure when you'll see him."

With that, he continued to polish the script behind him with his notebook.

But without writing two or three words, the bus stopped.

"Here we are, Mr. Zhang."

When they got to the place, they saw a restaurant with an area of at least 100 square meters in front of them, with a sign on it.

Without a business license, gathering people to eat still does not meet the requirements.

So in the end, Li Yinchen found a store that didn't have time to sell.

"Ah, there's a small blackboard today, too."

"I wrote a lot of words, the landlady is particular about it!"

Everyone was in a good mood and had fun watching everything.

But after reading the two lines on the blackboard, I can't laugh.

[today's group meal: 100 yuan per person.

Please scan the QR code before entering the store.

After dinner, those who are willing to wash dishes will get a 10% discount. 】

no matter where the landlady moves, her style is still hot.

Mrs. Zhang also wanted to express her opinion on this dish washing, but she was carried in by Zhang leyue, who had taken the lead in scanning the code.

As he walked, he called.

"Madame, here we are."

"It's finished. I have two people on my side."

Group meal is a table for everyone to eat together.

After the two of them sat down, other people also took their seats one after another, 39 people. Excluding those who haven't arrived by self driving, the four tables are really dissatisfied.

Many people take their seats according to their families or previous diners' familiarity.

For example, the trio spontaneously found Zhang leyue and joined him.

Zhang Yueyue is also used to it. She just pats the space left by her side and says, "leave one for my elder brother, and you can do whatever you want."

Mrs. Zhang turned her head and said, "is it the child of Yin Chen?"

"Yes, he can't move bricks away from the construction site. He has to come back after lunch break."

Li more than listen to sympathize on, "this can also catch up to eat?"

"Well, I heard that I was transferred to the construction site last night. Come here for half an hour."

When Zhang leyue said that, Mrs. Zhang was a little surprised.

However, when she had time to ask, she heard a beautiful voice line that was slightly familiar.

"Everybody's here, huh?"

Ye Susu is here.

She came out of the kitchen in a pink cat apron.

"Long time no see ~"

for a while, there were many hungry and thirsty whistles of bachelors in the restaurant.

Mrs. Zhang twisted her eyebrows.

But she turned around and sat on her side. Then she looked at Ye Susu, who was walking between the two tables.

This one eye, let her just picked up the water cup to wash hands shaking.

"Ma, what's the matter?"

Zhang leyue noticed.

Mrs. Zhang was a little short of breath and her heart beat a little fast, but she could not help shaking her head. "Nothing."

Ye Susu smiles and greets the familiar guests at each table.

Although she has been lazy in the past, she can remember clearly when she meets with everyone.

"Brother, you don't eat spicy food."

"Li duo, you are less spicy."

She also confirmed the tastes she remembered one by one.

All the people who were called were excited.

The landlady still remembers them!The landlady is still so lovely!

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiao Zhang. It's still today's set meal."

Ye Susu soon noticed Zhang leyue and made a joke with a smile.

Zhang leyue is also grinning. The suffocation of working for the boss's wife just now disappeared.

But just about to reply, the mother next to him squeezed his arm heavily.

"Hiss Mom

Mrs. Zhang's voice was shaking. "Son, does this shop and this shop still have Flame Mountain roast mutton kebabs?"

She studied in the music department in her early years and was always good at listening.

The uncle in the live broadcast is Li Jun.

The grandmother in the live broadcast is Xu Yuan.

She heard all this!

Today, the more Mrs. Zhang listens to the landlady's voice, the more wrong it is.

Isn't that the voice of Baoma in the studio!?

Mrs. Zhang's hands are shaking, really.

What did the son say just now? Maybe he will meet the child one day?

Mrs. Zhang turned her head and looked around the store.

What a coincidence!?

"Auntie, yes, I sold mutton kebabs." Ye Susu smiles and says, "but I don't have this dish today."

While talking, there is a small figure quickly walking legs, ran to Ye Susu side, pulled her clothes, whispered with her.

"Mommy, grandma said that you should come back to the kitchen quickly, if you don't have time to cook vegetables..."

Mrs. Zhang pricked up her ears to hear it.

She suddenly ah, wearing ice emerald hand helplessly covered his mouth.

Her eyes were feverish.

Son of a bitch!

After Xu Yuan, she also saw a real person!

This baby, real baby She was so excited that she almost wanted to cry!

Zhang leyue hasn't noticed the relationship between her child and ye Susu, but as soon as she turns her head, she sees her mother's gaffe, and he almost loses his voice.

Zhang leyue looked around and lowered her voice.

"Ma, what's the matter? Why do you cry before you eat your elbow? "

That's it, laughing at the quality of his play?!

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