Six o'clock in the evening.
Li Dongyang specially chose a more formal outfit, carried the fruit basket and nutritional supplements he had ordered in advance, and took a taxi to his teacher Zhang Wenbing's residence.
The person who opened the door was the teacher's wife, He Qin.
Seeing Li Dongyang carrying large bags and small packages, he kept complaining: "You've only just started working, you should save this money to get married, tell me, aren't you stupid?"
"What's the point of spending all the money we earn on these things?"
Although He Qin kept complaining, she felt incredibly warm inside.
Li Dongyang was Zhang Wenbing's prized student, and during his university years, he often went to Zhang Wenbing's house for meals.
He Qin treated him like her own son.
Today is my birthday, and I wanted to invite him over to celebrate and have a family meal together.
I never expected this kid to buy so much stuff.
Saying it is wrong, not saying it is wrong.
He Qin took the fruit basket and nutritional supplements from Li Dongyang, then peeked behind him and asked in confusion, "Didn't You Shuang come with you?"
Li Dongyang smiled awkwardly: "She went to the film set and probably won't be back for a while."
He Qin nodded without thinking much: "It's a good thing that young people prioritize their careers. Tell her not to work too hard outside, and to come back if she gets tired."
"If all else fails, you can come to our film crew."
He Qin's job is similar to Zhang Wenbing's; they are both screenwriters.
The only difference is that one is a TV series and the other is a stage play.
In terms of quality, the two forms are somewhat different.
He Qin invited Li Dongyang into the house and took the gifts he was carrying.
You wouldn't know unless you mentioned it, and once you do, it's quite something.
"You, Zhang Wenbing, want to drink but using Dongyang as a shield?"
"I think you're asking for it, aren't you!"
Zhang Wenbing was cooking in the kitchen when he heard his wife call his name. He poked his head out and asked in confusion, "Honey, did you just call me?"
I just happened to see Li Dongyang walk in.
He greeted her warmly, "Dongyang's here! Come on, sit on the sofa. There are only two more dishes to go."
Li Dongyang changed out of his slippers, handed the gift to his teacher's wife He Qin, and went straight into the kitchen.
Zhang Wenbing was wearing a floral apron with ruffled edges, looking so fresh and youthful, a stark contrast to his usual sophisticated image.
"Why did you come into the kitchen? There's cooking fumes."
"There's cooking fumes? Do stay-at-home moms spend all their time in the kitchen?"
The teacher and student chuckled.
After saying this, Li Dongyang skillfully took a cleaver from the knife rack, picked up a potato from the cutting board, and started slicing it with incredible speed, almost like a master chef.
After cutting the potatoes and washing them, Li Dongyang went to the living room only after confirming that everything was alright.
Mrs. He Qin, on the other hand, was sitting leisurely on the sofa, cracking sunflower seeds and eating snacks.
After all, it's her birthday today.
Seeing Li Dongyang come out, he quickly moved to a different spot and pushed the fruit plate on the coffee table in front of him.
Before Li Dongyang could speak, his teacher's wife spoke first.
"Why would you go help him? He only cooks once in his life, and he still needs help?"
"Ignore him. Try this crisp cucumber. It was hand-pickled by my teacher's wife. It's quite delicious. I'll take two bottles back with me later."
"Oh, and this is a local specialty that a colleague of mine brought back from Beijing. You should take a couple of packs with you when you go back."
"And this too."
In no time, He Qin had packed a large bag full for Li Dongyang.
I never left empty-handed after eating at the teacher's place.
Li Dongyang is a grateful person. Besides his family, his teachers and their wives treat him the best.
He was grateful from the bottom of his heart.
A few minutes later.
The door opened.
A pretty and charming girl walked in carrying a cake.
The girl had beautiful hair, big eyes, and a high nose bridge. She looked especially pure and pretty in a floral dress.
He was full of energy and vitality.
"Mom, I've brought the cake back."
"Brother Dongyang".
Zhang Yue placed the cake on the table and politely called out to it.
Then a pair of beautiful eyes scanned the room.
"That woman didn't come?"
The woman Zhang Yue was talking about had twins.
For some reason, after Li Dongyang started dating, Zhang Yue always had issues with his girlfriend.
I find fault with everything.
"Xiaoyue, how can you talk like that? What do you mean by 'that woman'? That's your brother Dongyang's girlfriend, and she'll be your sister-in-law in the future."
“I don’t acknowledge her as my sister-in-law.”
"Hmph!" Zhang Yue snorted.
"Ignore her, I don't know what's wrong with that girl this time."
Zhang Yue was unhappy to hear this.
"Mom, how can you talk like that to your own daughter?"
After saying that, she rolled her eyes at He Qin.
"Anyway, I just don't like her."
"You brat?" He Qin raised her hand, ready to hit her.
"Go ahead and hit me; the pain will hurt you more."
Normally, the couple loves each other very much and really can't bear to hit her.
Looking at her daughter's proud and spoiled expression, He Qin sighed, "It's all your father's and my fault for spoiling you."
"Enough with the talking, hurry up and serve the dishes."
Normally, Zhang Yue would definitely have retorted.
But today is her mother's birthday, so Zhang Yue pouted and said, "Fine, since you're the birthday girl today, I'll let you have your way this time."
He Qin: "......"
......
During the meal, Zhang Wenbing suddenly asked, "By the way, Dongyang, you said Shuang went to Hengdian to film a movie, do you know which crew she's in?"
"Let me see if I know anyone here, and ask them to help look after things."
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