When knocking on the guest room of his house, Zhang Yao's hair was wet on the top of his head, he should have just taken a shower.

Zhang Yao didn't even address him when he asked him "what's the matter?"

Fu Yanzhuo will at least take care of him until he is an adult, before that, he thinks they should have a way of getting along that makes each other comfortable.

"You..." Fu Yanzhuo was thoughtful, Zhang Yao looked at him puzzled, Boss Fu raised the fruit plate in his hand and said: "Auntie cooked the dishes, but I didn't respond to calling you just now, I don't know what you like to eat, so do whatever you wantI’ve eaten some, let’s eat a little first, the plane meal is probably very poor.”

Zhang Yao turned sideways, Fu Yanzhuo didn't understand, so Zhang Yao said, "Thank you."

Boss Fu inexplicably has the feeling of being turned away from customers. Generally speaking, it is an unprecedented experience.

The weather turned cold, even though it wasn't cold at home, Fu Yanzhuo still expressed some symbolic concern for Zhang Yao, and he walked over to put down the fruit plate: "Then you change your clothes first, dry your hair, I'll wait for you in the restaurant."

The door was closed again.

Hiss... No matter how generous Boss Fu is, he is a little annoyed now.

When Zhang Yao dragged his slippers and walked down the steps step by step, his eyes fell on the dining table, and his cold eyes couldn't help but pause, when Boss Fu finally realized that he was a child.

——A child who is still in the rebellious period.

It's very pitiful to lose your father overnight, maybe that's why you're a little withdrawn and autistic?Fu Yanzhuo's eyes became kind, and he tried his best to put himself in the role of an old father, and tolerated all the impoliteness of Zhang Yao since the meeting.

Zhang Yao raised his eyelids, saw Fu Yanzhuo who was smiling at him in relief, and felt that he was a little strange, but he was probably the same as those people in the past, such as the part-time workers in the "family" in the past, such as Sui Min, who were responsible and utilitarian to him.Take care of it - just complete the task.

He sat down and began to eat in silence.

Hmm... Pick a meal.

The mushrooms were pulled apart, the garlic moss did not move at all, the cabbage was only eaten at the edge, and the cabbage was left alone on the bone dregs tray. The West Lake beef soup was stirred twice, probably because the green color was too conspicuous, and it did not move, let aloneThe leftover fat was taken for granted.

Zhang Yao struggled to pick the brisket with his unskilled chopsticks. Fu Yanzhuo asked his aunt for a knife and fork, and Zhang Yao took it and continued.

This is no longer a little hedgehog, but a picky eater.

Fu Yanzhuo was never married and never raised a child. At first he found it interesting, but after watching it for a while, he felt sad. He couldn't help thinking that if Zhang Yao lost weight when he left in the future, some people might say that he treated him poorly.But probably no one has settled accounts with him, this child is now unaccompanied.

Thinking of this, Boss Fu sighed leisurely, and Zhang Yao looked up at him, Boss Fu felt like he was having a headache, and deliberately teased: "Zhang Yao, you are very picky eaters."

Zhang Yao pursed his lips, thinking that this is not a good character, and he should not have it, so he glanced at Fu Yanzhuo: "No."

While talking, he was still picky about the beef brisket on the plate in front of him.

"..." Fu Yanzhuo felt it was funny, and then asked: "Is there anything else you don't like? What do you like? Ask Auntie to make it for you tomorrow."

"I'm not picky eaters." Zhang Yao raised his eyes and explained earnestly, emphasizing that he was a good feeder and definitely could not be a picky eater.If it weren't for the work in hand that betrayed him.

Fu Yanzhuo nodded with a smile, Zhang Yao kept a serious face, explained to the man who was clearly joking, and counted the unforgivable sins of these dishes:

"Mushrooms are like slimy shark skin, garlic moss looks like sugar cane, fat like tongue, and a lot of oil."

He said with certainty that it was all the responsibility of the food——

"There are also green vegetables, which smell like grass."

"……it is good."

Boss Fu's cheeks twitched, and he dragged his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose to hide his smile. On the one hand, he was amazed at the children's whimsy, but on the other hand, he felt that he probably had a big misunderstanding of Zhang Yao.Easy to get along with, obviously awkward.

He coughed a few times, suppressed a smile and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Obviously not agreeing, Zhang Yao pursed his lips and said again "I'm serious." After speaking, he lowered his head and went to pick the beef brisket again.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little looser, and Zhang Yao seemed not so difficult to communicate with. Fu Yanzhuo picked up a piece of beef brisket without fat on the plate and put it in front of Zhang Yao.The school, the closest to home is National High School, the school has good equipment and environment, and there are accommodations, if you don’t want to choose by yourself, I will take you there tomorrow, go through the admission procedures, and get familiar with the school environment.”

The action of eating the beef brisket paused for a while, Zhang Yao put away the seriousness that did not match his age, and hummed a little ironically.

About that smile, Fu Yanzhuo remembered it in his heart, and he couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.

After dinner, he delivered a glass of milk to the guest room, intending to get acquainted with the small guests in his family, but when he opened the door, the suitcase was already standing at the door, and when delivering the fruit, there were all kinds of things spread out on the floor.It was gone, and Zhang Yao's world was quickly retracted into the box.

"You are?"

"Leave." Zhang Yao didn't take it seriously, and became polite: "Thank you for your care."

"..." Fu Yanzhuo watched as he sat back on the bed, put on his earphones and continued to play games as if no one was there.

After thinking for a while, suddenly laughed—how did hear the knock on the door while wearing headphones?

He walked over to the earphone, and there was only a little electric sound in it.

Zhang Yao turned his head alertly: "What are you doing?"

Boss Fu took off Zhang Yao's earphones, and it was easy to guess why Zhang Yao rejected people thousands of miles away.

He said in his heart that he was not in a hurry at this moment, and the things he promised would always be done for others, and he was just saying it along the way.

"Send you to school, not to send you away."

Explaining this is always like explaining to kindergarten children that sending you to kindergarten is not because you don't want you. Boss Fu actually realized the cuteness of a hot potato.

It seems that raising children is not all troublesome, and sometimes his rigid life needs such a little trouble to adjust.

"What?" Zhang Yao didn't seem to understand, but what he was thinking in his heart was: Is it so obvious?

"In China, children aged seventeen or eighteen are still in school." "I am a parent for the first time, so I have no experience, but you have been a child for many years, so you should be very experienced in how to tame parents."

He put it in an equal way. Under Zhang Yao's puzzled eyes, Boss Fu smiled and held out his hand: "Hello, my name is Fu Yanzhuo. I'm temporarily working as Mr. Zhang Yao's guardian. Please give me your advice."

Zhang Yao hesitated.

Fu Yanzhuo's hand stayed there until Zhang Yao hesitantly came over, like tentacles, and slowly tentatively grasped the palm that was a circle bigger than himself and seemed very secure.

"... Zhang Yao."

Picky Eater Yao Yao