I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 455: [Nanny Zhang Ye! 】

Afternoon.

The entrance of the courtyard.

Aunt and sister have to send him out of the small yard.

"Little Ye, drive slowly."

"Oh, I know Aunt."

"Thank you Little Ye."

"Sister, you're welcome, let's go back."

"Well, you often come and sit here whenever you have time, anyway, there are always people in the family."

He drove into the car, and it was out of the aunt ’s alley. Soon after he drove out, the cell phone tossed in the co-driver seat rang. He pointed and saw the name of Rao Aimin. Take the cell phone and open it hands-free and throw it under the windshield.

"Landlady." He held the steering wheel and continued to drive.

Rao Aimin has never been polite to talk to him, "Where is it?"

"I went to my sister's house, just came out, what's wrong? Something?" Zhang Ye said.

Rao Aimin said: "Come here and show me the child for a day, I have to go to do the trip, when it will not be back, hurry up, waiting for you"

Zhang Ye oops: "You go out and go out, Chenchen is still staring? She's so smart, it's good not to bully others."

"Hey, bullshit, hurry up"

"I have to go home in the evening. I haven't gone back much this Chinese New Year. My parents were in a hurry with me, and my mother had to kill me if I didn't go home for two days."

"If you don't come, I want your life."

"Sweat, okay, let me go now."

"Well, when I came downstairs to the store, I brought up a bottle of soy sauce. There is no soy sauce at home, so I hung up."

"Did you take me as a nanny? I also watched the kids and bought soy sauce, buddy now in any case is also a wrist, you are too disrespectful to celebrities."

I haven't heard back there.

beep~ beep~ beep~, the phone already was hung up.

Zhang Ye is helpless. Forget it, buddies have been in a good mood recently, generously, and do n’t talk to you about female comrades(s) general knowledge, walk, and run Jiaomen children

The car has arrived.

He got out of the car to buy things.

The bottom floor of the canteen is in District. Since the address of Zhang Ye was exposed last time, there have been people besieging him. District people here know that Zhang Ye lives here.

"Yo, Teacher Zhang" The big sister eyes of the kiosk flashed.

Zhang Ye smiled, "Here comes a bottle of soy sauce."

big sister asked, "Old or raw? What plate?"

Zhang Ye doesn't know much, "It's okay, it does not matter."

big sister smiled, "Then give you ordinary soy sauce."

"OK, how much is it?" Zhang Ye touched the wallet.

"No money." big sister shook hands.

Zhang Ye said: "How do you do that."

big sister smiled, "You are coming here, we are honored that our shop is too late, how can we collect your money, and you can make a phone call if you buy anything in the future, and I will let my son deliver it to you." >

popularity

Look at this popularity buddy

Zhang Ye is very contented, but in the principle of not taking ordinary people a shot of A-list, he still gave money and then went upstairs with a plastic bag and soy sauce.

Ring, ring, ring.

Mother call.

"Son, I heard you helped your sister?" Mother sounded good.

Zhang Ye snorted, "A little busy, my aunt called you?"

Mother Xiaoyingying said: "Yes, your aunt is a compliment to you, and also said that your sister's online shop is in business now, and only a lot of money has been made in an hour. Well, it's a good job, I I just made a phone call with your dad, and your dad also praised you. Your aunt ’s family has been very difficult since your uncle ’s death. We could n’t help you at the time. Now you ’re promising, you Take care of yourself. When you were a kid, your aunt did n’t take care of you. For years and years of winter and summer vacations, you took care of eating and drinking Lazar. "

Zhang Ye said: "I know."

Mother said: "That's all right."

"Um, mom, I don't know if I can go back at night. My landlord has something to go out. Let me help you look at the child. Well, it was the big sister that got me out of the police station last time." Zhang Ye Road.

Mother is in a good mood and speaks happily, saying: "Then you have to help this busy, I understand, OK, I won't leave you dinner at night."

"Alright."

Hanging the line, people also took the elevator upstairs.

Well, Zhang Ye knocked on the door, "Landlady"

It took a long time for a footstep in the house to come over in ink. The doorknob rocked hard for a long time, and the door opened, exposing a small head with no expression on Chenchen.

Zhang Ye said: "What about you aunt?"

Chenchen pouted: "Zhang Ye, why are you so slow, my aunt left early."

"You think I can fly, I have to drive over." Zhang Ye came in and closed the door without changing the slippers, and threw the soy sauce into the kitchen. "Just my grandfather, you one's own watch TV." Yawned As soon as the room was warm, he felt a little sleepy, "You Uncle Zhang sleep."

Chenchen didn't have time to ignore him, and continued to sit on the sofa watching animation movies, "Oh."

Zhang Ye reminder, "Remember to write your homework."

Chenchen cross-legged pretended did not hear.

Zhang Ye went upstairs, and entered the Rao Aimin's boudoir familiarly. At a glance, the bed was still messy, and the quilt was not folded. The sheets were also crumpled. It was estimated that Rao Aimin was full, drinking and sleeping in the afternoon. However, I only left when something happened, so I didn't care to clean the room.

Remove your shoes.

Undress.

He got into the bed, the bed already was cold, but the scent of Rao Aimin still left a bed, Zhang Ye smelled it, narrowed his eyes, and fell asleep soon.

One hour.

Two hours.

How long has passed, he was woken up by shaking.

"Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye." Chenchen pushed his arm.

Zhang Ye opens his eyes confusedly, “Ah?”

Chenchen calmly said, "I'm hungry."

Zhang Ye makes a noise, turn over and continue to sleep, not enough sleep yet.

Chenchen continued to push his shoulder, "Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye, I am hungry."

Zhang Ye shook hands: "Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while, wait for me to get up and think about it again, you one's own first", and here already snored and fell asleep again.

"Zhang Ye."

"Zhang Ye."

Chenchen keeps calling him.

Zhang Ye Sleeping like a dead pig. In winter, I don't want to wake up when I fall asleep.

After a lot of time, huffing, Zhang Ye sucked his nose and slowly opened his eyes. He sat up from the bed, touched his stomach, and grunted.

What smell?

The smell of cooking

Zhang Ye thought Landlady was back. Looking at his watch, it was more than six o'clock in the evening. He was hungry and immediately put on his clothes.

The sound of frying in the kitchen.

Zhang Ye didn't go in to help either, lying down on the sofa again, waiting for ready-made food.

But when the sound of cooking disappeared and the kitchen door was pushed open, Zhang Ye froze, because there was no Landlady figure in the kitchen at all, and some were only an eight-year-old guy, and I saw more under the kitchen stove A small stool, the height of the half arm, there is also a stool next to the chopping board, on which there are choppers, plates, and the like, as well as vegetable residue left after cutting vegetables.

Chenchen is actually cooking

Zhang Ye is called Shit, prodigy.

Chenchen also saw the moisturizing Zhang Ye lying on the sofa.The little boy's face was not very good-looking, and he never looked at him again, holding a dish and holding his toes to place the plate on the dining table. The bench got up, enough to reach another plate of fried dishes, held it in my arms, put it out, and then returned to the kitchen for the third time, squatted on the ground, opened the lid of the rice cooker, and only served a bowl of rice. After taking a pair of chopsticks, one's own sat in a chair to eat after walking to the living room. Ignore Zhang Ye at all, it looks like pissed off.

Zhang Ye blinked. This was not harmful at all. I immediately went to serve the meal and sat down holding the chopsticks. "Okay little guy, when do you learn to cook?

Chenchen is silent.

Zhang Ye coughed, "Did you learn from aunt?"

Chenchen still does not hesitate.

Zhang Ye can't take care of a lot, eat it first, hungry, but also take a bite of the vinegar slip cabbage, taste it, hey hey, it's pretty good, "OK Chenchen, you have enough cooking skills Awesome, I will try this spicy chicken again. Of course it is impossible to compare with the craft of Landlady, but for an eight-year-old child, this is too great.

Praise her while eating.

After a while, Chenchen finally spoke, "Zhang Ye, why are you so lazy."

Zhang Ye showed an embarrassed smile, "So what, today is tired and I haven't gotten up, but even if I get up, I won't cook. Thanks to our Chenchen oversee, you really let your uncle look at me today, You are the future little chef **** ",

The average child, if so exaggerated, will definitely not find North.

But Chenchen has never been an ordinary child. I saw that she poked and said, "Childish."

Zhang Ye chuckled, "Don't pissed off, don't pissed off, look at it and be careful. Uncle, I'm actually intentionally pretended can't afford to get out of bed. I'm trying to hone your survival skills. Look at these two dishes This is the result, this is the potential of human beings, you, you still do n’t understand the uncle ’s good intentions, and you will know when you grow up.

Chenchen mouth twitched, "... haha."

Zhang Ye knows that the little guy is more spooky than the average adult and can't fool her, so he has to say: "After a while, uncle brushes the bowl, you can watch TV."

Chenchen asked: "You still have to do my homework."

Zhang Ye looks at her, "I can't let you know about aunt."

"Closing." Chenchen raised his cute little hand sternly.

Zhang Ye also reached out and patted her little hand. This high-five, task assignment is also completed, Chenchen cooking, Zhang Ye doing homework.

The atmosphere is harmonious again.

After meal, Zhang Ye brushed the bowl and wrote homework for Chenchen.

In the small study.

"I'll write it to you first. After a while, copy your one's own workbook. Say okay, I'll take care of writing the language, or write too fast for your aunt to find out that she has to do it with me." Zhang Ye said.

Chenchen sighed, "You write directly on your homework book."

Zhang Ye pouted: "Our two words are different, others will see it at a glance."

Chenchen hit him, "I have seen your" Mulan Poem "on aunt online, and she said that you are Calligraphy Expert, wouldn't you even imitate the handwriting of others?"

This wicked child

Zhang Ye said in the end how lazy you are, even copying too much? Alas, forget it, Eat People's mouth is short, "OK, I know." Of course, he could do it by imitating handwriting.