Zhou Chenyu looked at him for a while and smiled, "Daughter-in-law, you look so good in an apron."

Yan Chao: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll leave."

Zhou Chenyu: "It's nonsense that I praise you for being beautiful?"

Yan Chao: "Change your name."

Zhou Chenyu: "Wife, you look so good in an apron."

Yan Chao couldn't bear to turn around from the chopping board: "You haven't taken medicine yet?"

Zhou Chenyu glanced at the kitchen knife in his hand, there was blood on it, and it was a little meaty, he couldn't help shaking: "You, you, you put the knife down first."

Yan Chao: "..."

Although he had the urge to chop this person up, Yan Chao still tried his best to keep his composure, put down the knife in good manners, and handed a handful of chives to Zhou Chenyu: "Can you pick it?"

Zhou Chenyu glanced at it and said, "I'll try it."

Then Yan Chao watched helplessly as he peeled off a leek layer after layer, and finally only a little tender white leek heart remained.

Yan Chao sighed miserably: "Forget it, you'd better go to the side and rest."

Zhou Chenyu consciously retreated to the side as if she had been granted amnesty.

Yan Chao cut vegetables and asked him incredulously, "You have lived outside for so many years, how did you get here?"

Zhou Chenyu replied: "Order takeout, go to other people's house to eat, after all, everyone has a daughter-in-law, I don't have one."

After speaking, he looked up at Yan Chao again, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I have you now."

Yan Chao said angrily, "I don't think you lack a daughter-in-law, but a nanny."

Zhou Chenyu said: "Look, I have the heart to give you the position of the Empress in the Palace. If you have to be a nanny, then I can't stop you."

Yan Chao was too lazy to pay attention to him, his movements were neat and tidy, and he had already chopped the dumpling stuffing and put the glass bowl on the dining table in the time he spoke.

The noodles that had been reconciled before were almost made, and he quickly rolled them out with a rolling pin.

Zhou Chenyu stared at his movements in a stunned manner, only to feel that after a while, a lump of noodles somehow turned into a pile of dumpling skins of the same shape and size.

Zhou Chenyu was simply amazed: "Brother Xiaoyan, are you too good?"

Yan Chao met his undisguised star eyes, and for a moment felt that he was not very good. He turned his face awkwardly: "You think everyone is the same as you."

Zhou Chenyu stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper: "Although I can't do anything else, I can still make dumplings a little bit."

Then Yan Chao watched helplessly as he made a dumpling that was as fat as a puffer fish.

Yan Chao: "...Your dumplings are swollen?"

Zhou Chenyu said, "It's pregnant."

Yan Chao picked up the puffer fish and looked at it carefully: "It didn't blow up like this, it's also a skill."

Zhou Chenyu: "Being a mother is tough."

Yan Chao: "..."

So he watched Zhou Chenyu produce a platoon of heroic mothers.

In any case, after a night of unremitting efforts, a pot of hot dumplings finally came out of the pot after untold hardships.

At this moment, Zhou Chenyu consciously set the table and chopsticks for Yan Chao: "Brother Xiao Yan has worked hard, please go first."

Yan Chao finally took off the flower apron: "You stop being good."

He said so, but he was still very useful in his heart, and even felt that for this "Brother Xiaoyan", it was worthwhile for him to be the nanny for the night.

...Is there any way to save this kind of love brain?

Before Yan Chao finished complaining about himself in his heart, Zhou Chenyu took two dumplings for him very diligently: "If I hadn't called you here tonight, you wouldn't be too lazy to make dumplings alone, right? Eat dumplings, that's the only way to be complete."

Yan Chao thought about it for a while, and rarely felt that what he said made some sense.

Then Zhou Chenyu said with emotion: "Hey, why are you so virtuous? If you were a girl, I would definitely marry you home."

Yan Chao glanced at him, and said angrily, "Co-author is a girl who can cook, so you can marry her, right?"

"Of course not," Zhou Chenyu raised her eyes to look at him and smiled narrowly, "You still have to be good-looking, a famous school tyrant, young and promising..."

Yan Zhao glanced at him, his heart was sour and sweet, he couldn't help laughing or crying.

Hearing Zhou Chenyu say again: "Which girl do you think she has cultivated for eight lifetimes before she can marry you."

Yan Chao snorted: "Then wait and see."

Zhou Chenyu glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, but his phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone.

Looking at his ordinary expression, Yan Chao knew that he was an acquaintance, and Bacheng was his senior brother.

As a result, he was suddenly surprised and said, "Audition?"

As soon as he hung up the phone, Yan Chao asked, "What kind of audition?"

Zhou Chenyu raised her eyebrows at him, her face full of pride: "Would you like to see my brother sing "Farewell My Concubine" to you?"

Chapter 68

"Tianjin Guard" is a major theme tribute film. It tells about the efforts made by the local military and civilians to save the country during the Anti-Japanese War in Tianjin after the Lugou Bridge Incident.

This blockbuster has assembled dozens of popular stars. Although most of them are not given long shots except for a few specific protagonists, it is already a great honor to be able to show their faces in such a movie.

As a group movie, there are many historical figures and fictional characters in the whole film, and their personal characteristics are quite distinct.

For example, there is an episode in the Liyuan business, which tells the story of a pair of famous actors and brothers who were forced to sing for Japanese officers, and finally planted a bomb in the theater and perished with the enemy.

In order to highlight the tragedy of this story and render a heroic color, the film selected the most classic aria of Yu Ji's suicide in the play "Farewell My Concubine".