After Zhang Zhong made it clear, Shen Jian never mentioned the character again.
Shen Jian was not a man who was good at maneuvering. He felt a little regretful after saying what he said just now, fearing that Zhang Zhong had underestimated him. However, he felt relieved when he saw that Zhang Zhong had no big reaction.
The two of them had nothing serious to talk about together. They just talked about some interesting things in life. What surprised Zhang Zhong was that Shen Jian never said anything about the entertainment industry from beginning to end, as if he was not from the entertainment industry at all. .
Shen Jian is a person with a service-oriented personality. When chatting, he is always the one who takes the topic. For fear of being left out, even Peng Peng, who is sitting next to him, is not left out in the cold. He will say a word to her after a while.
Ask her if she is hungry, thirsty or if she is bored.
She had just eaten a big meal, so she was definitely not hungry, and certainly not thirsty, but she was indeed a little bored.
This girl was always very active. After eating well and drinking well, she took a good nap at noon. Now she was in great spirits. When Zhang Zhong was talking to Shen Jian, she tugged on Zhang Zhong’s arm. Will hug his shoulders again.
Seeing that Zhang Zhong didn't pay much attention to her, she wasn't angry at all and started playing with the cloth pad under the cup.
The square cloth mat was folded by her. Zhang Zhong originally thought she was folding it blindly, but he didn't expect that the little girl folded it again and again and finally folded a little rabbit out.
"Dad, look at the little rabbit."
Zhang Zhong turned around and saw that Pengpeng had actually folded a little rabbit. This rabbit looked quite simple, but it was also pretty decent.
Wang Chenjian immediately went online to express his support, "Wow, Pengpeng is so awesome. Is this what your father taught you?"
Pengpeng shook his head, "No, dad can't even fold a small umbrella. This is what Teacher Xu taught me. She can do everything."
I was despised by my daughter.
Zhang Zhong coughed awkwardly and explained to Shen Jian, "Teacher Xu is Pengpeng's painting teacher, and Pengpeng has a good relationship with her."
Shen Jian smiled and said, "Now the painting teacher also teaches handicrafts. My son's kindergarten assigns handicrafts every day, and my wife does them."
"It's all the same."
Zhang Zhong also had a headache when he thought about Pengpeng's homework. The new kindergarten is better now. In the past, when he was in Hongying, Pengpeng couldn't finish his homework at all.
There is a boy in Shen Jian's family who is younger than Pengpeng and has just entered kindergarten this year.
"Hey, my wife complains to me every day that I don't help her with her homework. I am also very desperate. It's not that I have never taught, I have taught before, and I can't teach at all. He only has a small class now and doesn't have much homework. My former I watched videos on the Internet in the past two days. Those who went to elementary school and their parents were devastated. One mother was so angry that she went to the hospital. My crow's feet are already this deep, so don't get a few more forehead wrinkles."
When it comes to children's homework, Shen Jian feels very resentful and talks about other difficulties in raising children.
"My boy is not as well-behaved as Peng Peng. He is very noisy every day. He cries at every turn. He has been crying since he got up the morning before yesterday. He told me not to go to kindergarten. I told him to endure it for one more day and it would be the weekend. , he refused to do anything, so I took him to the kindergarten forcefully."
"Don't worry, Uncle Shen, kids are all like this." Seeing Shen Jian's sad face, Peng Peng even comforted him thoughtfully.
Zhang Zhongxin said you can pull me down. You just don’t cry often. You make more noise than anyone else. When you are energetic, you can’t catch it like a rabbit. When you get tired of running, you turn into an octopus. It doesn't move a single thing on its own body.
Peng Peng's words of comfort had no effect at all. Seeing Peng Peng's appearance, Shen Jian felt even more heartbroken.
After chatting with Shen Jian for a while, he didn't stay much after dinner. Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng back home.
Today I was supposed to take Pengpeng to the studio for class, but Zhang Zhong and Xu Yuhan canceled the class because they had to meet Wen Jinjiang.
Pengpeng was very energetic when she returned home this time. She didn't need to hug her at all, and she ran all the way home.
When they got home, the old couple were watching TV in the living room. Pengpeng rushed into grandma's arms and said, "Grandma, the little pig's hair is not finished yet. Let's watch the little pig's hair."
Hu Huifang smiled and touched Pengpeng's head, "Okay, okay, I'll adjust the channel for you."
In the past, when Pengpeng wanted to watch Little Pig Hair, she could only tune into Jiangyang Entertainment Channel. This TV station broadcast Little Pig Hair on a loop 365 days a year in the evening.
Now Pengpeng wants to watch it without so much trouble. The TV at home is paid for, so he can just watch whatever he wants on demand.
Pengpeng didn’t feel bored either, just started watching it from the beginning.
Zhang Zhong only occasionally watched it with me, but he has actually watched more than a hundred episodes of cartoons. It is as magical as watching the news broadcast. Even if you keep changing the channel, you can still watch the news completely.
After watching the TV, Pengpeng did not let Zhang Zhong go, and insisted on dragging her to hide and seek in the room. Of course, she must have been hiding, and Zhang Zhong came to find her.
Her room is only so big, where can't she see it at a glance? However, Zhang Zhong is very cooperative with her, and it takes several minutes to find her every time. Sometimes he just walks outside and says that he can't find her, so that he can't find her. She comes out.
After hiding from the cat, Pengpeng pulled Zhang Chongfei and asked him to tell her a story. This time there were three stories. Zhang Zhong racked his brains and finally found three stories that suited her.
After the story was told, Pengpeng finally calmed down.
When he came out of his daughter's room, Zhang Zhong shook his head and sighed. He must not feed her too much in the future. Even if he eats too much, he must let her release her energy during the day, otherwise she should go to bed at night. If you don’t sleep when you are sick, you will still suffer the consequences.
Zhang Zhong looked at the time, and his original plan to continue writing was disrupted, so he turned around and walked towards his bedroom.
But when he was just lying on the bed, the system in his mind suddenly jumped out.
[The points have reached 30,000, and you will get a lucky draw opportunity, and you can use higher points...]
"Let's talk tomorrow."
Zhang Zhong lay down on the bed and ignored the system. The system didn't say a word after Zhang Zhong said this.
…
Although Zhang Zhong went to sleep, the update time for "Murder on the Orient Express" that he had set previously had just arrived.
New chapters have also been updated.
Luo Wei stayed in front of the computer, looking at the time. When the minutes changed from fifty-nine to two zeros, and the 10 on the right turned to 11, he refreshed the page and a new chapter appeared.
He couldn't help but mutter, "This guy is really lazy. He has set up automatic updates. Let me take a look...Chapter 8...Armstrong Kidnapping Case? Why is there another case? Didn't this Ratchett just die? The murderer hasn't happened yet." Find it out."