I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 1439: 【Zhang Ye turned into a housewife! 】

The next day.

Zhang Ye studio post: From now on, due to family reasons, Teacher Zhang Ye will stop all work activities for about three months. Please excuse me.

Interview? Pushed!

Activity? Pushed!

advertisement? Pushed!

All activities have ended!

Zhang Ye has always been like this, do it to the end, or do it all!

The news is also lively.

Reporters are naturally well informed.

《Zhang Ye stop working activities! 》

"Latest news: Zhang Ye's wife has a broken foot! 》

《Zhang Ye wife accidentally injured! 》

《Teacher Zhang will transform into a housewife? 》

weibo.

"So suddenly?"

"No big deal?"

"It doesn't seem to be normal fracture."

"That's good, good."

"Wish you well soon."

"Teacher Zhang is good. At this time, I have to stay with my wife at home."

"Yes, don't worry about work (challenge), take good care of your wife and children."

"Yes, the （fight） work can be done at any time."

"I smiled when I saw the brackets upstairs."

"After each face-smacking Zhang leave, popularity has to skyrocket. Others leave popularity. For a Celebrity, the exposure rate is life, but Teacher Zhang extraordinary increases popularity every time he sees extraordinary. He said asking for leave, I laughed without saying a word. "

At home.

Friends also played call. Although the fracture is not a big deal, it is not small.

Zhang Xia concerns: "Is it all right?"

Zhang Ye laughed: "Nothing big."

Zhang Xia said: "Speak for help."

Zhang Ye said: "Alright Grandma Zhang, I'm learning to cook now."

Zhang Xia said: "Oh, it's good, just for a few months to cultivate your self-cultivation, and also to grind your violent temperament."

Zhang Ye smiled, "Even if you have a bad temper, my priority now is to serve my wife and children. If you do n’t know the difficulty of being a master, you really do n’t understand anything. I went to the market this morning to buy vegetables I'm all stupid. I do n’t know what a catfish looks like. I can buy it with the same recipe and buy it wrong. Then I know that my wife is not easy. My husband is too incompetent.

Zhang Xia smiled and said with emotion: "The whole world, your daughter-in-law can take your heart back."

It's almost noon.

Wu Zeqing is still busy working in the bedroom. Although she took a leave of absence for a few months to take care of her illness at home, SARFT has many jobs that cannot be separated from her. People are officials. Of course, they cannot be as wayward as Zhang Ye. You have to deal with it at home.

Zhang Ye is cooking downstairs already.

This is soy sauce.

What is this?

Taste, well, it's salt.

While checking the cooking steps with cell phone, he tinkers with rice.

It happened to be on the phone. This time it was Yao Jiancai.

Yao Jiancai asked: "I just heard, how is your daughter-in-law? Okay?"

Zhang Ye said: "Very good, it is strenuous to walk."

Yao Jiancai said: "Have you also worked?"

Zhang Ye laughed: "Don't tell me about work now, talk to me about cooking."

"Well." Yao Jiancai is happy, "Is your kid really fake? Still cooking?"

Zhang Ye smiled diligently: "Yes, is Zongzi next to you? Call me Zongzi, and I ask how to do it. There are too many online practices. There are dozens of ways to break the soup, one for each person. I do n’t know who I ’m listening to. I ’ve had the catfish soup made by zongzi. It ’s delicious.

Yao Jiancai said cheerfully: "Yes, I'll call you her."

The phone has been replaced, "Hey, Little Zhang?"

Zhang Ye: "Well, sister-in-law, let me learn from you."

The soup is stewed.

It's time for the trotters below?

Who can do trotters?

Zhang Ye recalled it and called Spring Garden's Li Xiaoxian again.

"Xiaoxian, how to do trotters?"

"What?"

"Pork's trotters, Sister Dong and Amy, don't you say your pork trotters are stewed well?"

"Ah, do you want to cook?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'm TV station recording program."

"What are you recording, teach me first."

“Okay—Director, sorry to wait for me for five minutes.”

Troubled for more than an hour.

The dishes are also good.

The soup is cooked.

Zhang Ye shouted upstairs, "Old Wu, eat." Then went upstairs and supported his wife and children, "Slow down, look at your feet."

Wu Zeqing smiles, "What did you do so fragrant?"

Zhang Ye cocky: "big meal 呗."

Wu Zeqing said: "I'm really hungry."

He is not very good at caring for people. He tossed down the stairs for a long time. He held it up because the stairs were narrow, and he was afraid to hit her feet. Zhang Ye was also an anxious temper, and he went from his back to Old Wu. Around the waist, I lifted my daughter-in-law to my feet, and then I got off three steps and five steps.

Old Wu is busy: "I am one's own Let's go."

Zhang Ye insists: "No need."

Mother also took the key to open the door at this time, and just saw this thrilling scene, exclaiming as he ran up, "Slow! Oh, slow!"

Zhang Ye put Old Wu, "work together!"

Mother is speechless, "Did you come down like this?"

Zhang Ye self-channeled: "I'm strong and can't fall. Why are you here? Smell the smell? It happens that I have done too much and you eat it together."

"You take care of Zeqing by yourself, can I rest assured? If my daughter-in-law has a small piece of meat, how can I pack you up!" Mother hummedly looked at the dining table, "What has this done? "

Zhang Ye laughed and said, "Sturgeon soup, trotters, stir-fried vegetables."

Mother hey, "I don't know how it tastes, it really looks like it."

Zhang Ye greets: "Taste it, taste it."

To put it all together, this should be the first time that the Zhang Ye is serious about making dishes in an underground kitchen except for instant noodles.

Some people sit down and eat with chopsticks.

Wu Zeqing tasted the soup gracefully, and her pretty eyes narrowed. gently said, "It's good, it's delicious."

Taste of Mother, pouting: "Just make up, it's better than me, but at your level, it's still more than I expected."

Zhang Ye roll one's eyes.

Don't say that, this is because I did n’t get cooking Skill. If my buddies fill up the cooking Skill, I will make a table Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, believe it or not!

Eat.

Brush bowl.

Clean up the kitchen.

Mother has a terrible mouth, but still hurts his son. Hurry up and say, "Okay you, let me go. You haven't done any work so long."

Zhang Ye has one hand, "Do n’t move, do n’t rob me of my work-oh, Old Wu, please sit down for me, who will make you up, drink water, right? I give You take me for you-it's done here, do you have any clothes to wash-oh, where did the laundry detergent go? Oh, I found it! "

Before and after, left and right, inside and outside, all watching Zhang Ye is busy, although the cooking is not so fragrant, although it costs a lot of water to wash the bowl, although the clothes are not so neat, Zhang Ye is doing everything seriously and as best as he can.

Mother is relieved in his eyes.

When Mother is gone, Wu Zeqing said: "Little Ye, don't be busy."

Zhang Ye came over with a smile, "What happened?"

Old Wu reached out and wiped the laundry detergent foam on his wrist. "You, do your best to get down to business, just kick your legs, I can't take care of me one's own? I don't have what you think So coquettish. "

Zhang Ye said: "I'm here to serve you right now."

Old Wu: "No."

Zhang Ye laughed, "Relax, you can't get the job done."

Old Wu: "What to say?"

Zhang Ye: "I haven't told you yet? Haha, buddy, already has successfully penetrated into the 'enemy', but no one knows it. Manhua is more casual. I can draw anywhere, just these few. I will take care of Manhua in a steady manner in the next month. When the day is announced, I will be able to receive a large wave of popularity in the entire Asia.

Old Wu laughed: "Well then, I will enjoy my husband's blessing at home in these months."