Chapter 39:

Zhou Hengyuan was shown a face, hung up the phone angrily, and then figured out something was wrong.
Doesn't this person say that he has nothing else to do with his child? What is he thinking now?
He squinted his chin, lost his thoughts, and didn't know what he thought of, hehe laughed.
Jiang Mingyuan was hung up the phone and finally drove out of the garage.
Upstairs, the stars lie at the window, watching the slowly moving black car, turning to Cheng Huan and saying, "This is Dad's car."
"You all know that?" Cheng Huan was a little surprised.
The car was out of sight, the stars retracted their eyes and nodded: "I remember!"
...
Jiang Mingyuan returned home and walked straight to the study. He still had work to do.
The physical excitement has not completely faded away. The efficiency of work today is extremely high. The work that was originally expected to be completed at twelve o'clock has been processed before ten o'clock.
Long hours of work made his eyes a bit sour. He squeezed the root of his nose, closed his eyes, raised his head, and leaned on a chair.
The phone rang again, Jiang Mingyuan closed his eyes and did not move.
The bell stopped for a while, and then re-sounded after two seconds. He finally opened his eyes, fished his phone, and pressed to answer.
The voice on the other end of the phone still sounded soft: "Did you disturb your work?"
Jiang Mingyuan looked up and said nothing.
"Your child is always busy so late, and you need to pay attention to your body when you make money ..." The man whispered and said that they were all concerned. Jiang Mingyuan only listened, and occasionally he should say a word, and it was also concise.
After talking there, the phone fell silent, Jiang Mingyuan felt a bit sleepy, and after a while, he heard him ask, "Are you still angry with your mother?"
Jiang Mingyuan said, "Don't think too much."
"I know you're upset to bring someone back without permission, but you also need to understand how old you are, how old you are now, and I'm anxious in my heart." The man sighed: "I can't just live a lifetime Just be alone. "
Every time the mother and son talked, this issue was involved, which made Jiang Mingyuan feel exhausted. He didn't want to argue, and only said, "I have a plan for this."
"If only you have a plan, I won't be able to hold my grandson until now." Gu Mingli sighed and asked tentatively, "Did you really miss the girl?"
There was a shadow in his head, Jiang Mingyuan paused and said no.
"If you don't have it, if you have it, you can bring it back for me to see." Gu Mingli didn't find him momentarily hesitant, and then said another thing: "I heard that you recently had trouble with the Chu family A little unpleasant? "
She said: "I heard Chu Xun about this, and she didn't mean it. Why do you do that to people and girls? People can't come down to Taiwan, you have to find someone to meet someone the other day ..."
"It doesn't need to be said." Jiang Mingyuan interrupted her. "I'm sleepy, you should go to bed earlier."
After talking, I hung up.
Every call with my mother was unpleasant. Jiang Mingyuan was almost used to it, but it did n’t mean happiness. He leaned on the back of his chair and looked up at the roof. After a long time, he got up and went to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, the hot water flows down from the top of the head, along the cheeks, to the chest, waist and abdomen, and then splits between the legs and flows along the ankles to the floor.
Jiang Mingyuan raised his head and Ren Shuiliu hit his face. He closed his eyes and held his breath. It took two full minutes before he touched his face with his hands and opened his eyes.
After taking a bath, Jiang Mingyuan tied a towel and dried his hair before going to bed.
A picture of their family of three was also placed on the bedside. The picture was taken when he was a kid. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women with a cute child looks very warm.
It just seemed to stop, Jiang Mingyuan shook the corners of his mouth, his expression was a little ironic. He didn't want to look at the photo anymore, and reached out to turn off the light.
Lying on the bed, Jiang Mingyuan was still a bit sleepless, and the image of getting along with the two men in the afternoon had been replayed in his mind, and the depression depressed in his heart had subsided a lot.
Good memories made sleepiness resurrect. When confused, another thought suddenly popped into my mind: when will he and the stars, and the mother of the stars, take a photo with him.
...
Jiang Mingyuan came again the next day, and played at home with the stars for a day. Naturally, he ate at home again at noon.
Originally, there were only two people, Xing Huan, and Cheng Huan basically cooked only two dishes, which was too wasteful.
But when Jiang Mingyuan came, the two dishes felt a bit embarrassing, at least four or five. The house was no better than a restaurant. It was very troublesome to make things. Cheng Huan was a little unwilling to prepare to drive people away at night.
However, Jiang Mingyuan had no unwelcome consciousness and had no plans to leave. When it was time for dinner, he got up and asked if he could help.
Cheng Huan felt a little bit itchy again. She gave Jiang Mingyuan a glance. She felt that the person could not get away, so he really assigned him a job: "Help me wash the vegetables."
The vegetables bought from farmers are not as clean as those grown in the greenhouse. Every leaf has mud. Jiang Mingyuan has no opinion. He took the vegetables and found a vegetable basket to prepare the vegetables.
"This I will!" Xingxing washed vegetables before consciously, but also washed very well. He jumped up and followed Jiang Mingyuan's buttocks, and volunteered to help.
It was cold, Jiang Mingyuan didn't dare let him play in the water, so he persuaded the little guy to go back to play.
The water in the pond was very cold. Jiang Mingyuan simmered the vegetable stems and washed the mud inside. He didn't move quickly, but he carefully washed them all in a basket, rinsed them with water again, drained the gouache, and took them to Cheng Huan.
Cheng Huan is making steamed fish. This dish is very simple. Sea bass is placed on a plate, chopped peppers, and steamed on the pan.
Chopped peppers are made by themselves. When paired with sea bass, they can not only enhance the freshness and taste, but also cover the fishy smell. It is a very good partner.
Place the dish in the steamer, cover it with a water lid, turn on the power and set the time intensity, then you can do other things.
Seeing Cheng Huan turn around, Jiang Mingyuan handed her the basket of vegetables and asked, "Anything else you can help with?"
"Help me wash the taro." It was the first time, and then it was easier, Cheng Huan pointed in a direction and said.
Jiang Mingyuan got things in the direction of her fingers and continued to wash.
The taro was a small one with a lot of mud on it, and he poured it into the sink and turned on the tap.
Seeing that the water had drowned the taro, Jiang Mingyuan reached out and picked up the brush on the side. He was about to wash it, and saw Cheng Huanfeng rushing over.
"Don't move!" She held her pair of gloves in her hand and handed them over: "Wash with gloves, otherwise the skin will easily itch."
Jiang Mingyuan took the glove and thanked Cheng Huan with a smile.
"It's okay." Cheng Huan waved and went back to pinch her ribs.
This kind of kitchen glove Jiang Mingyuan is the first time he wears it. It is a novel experience. Taro is better than green vegetables. He finished it after a while.
The mud-cleaned taro is still not good-looking. Looking at the dark ones, Jiang Mingyuan gave things to Cheng Huan and asked how to eat it.
"Stew with the ribs." Cheng Huan took out a pressure cooker, put water in it, threw the taro in, and covered the lid.
"Is that so?" Jiang Mingyuan felt a little strange.
Cheng Huan glanced at him and said nothing. After the pressure cooker was turned off, the fire was turned off, and he said to him, "This is for skinning."
The boiled taro skin was separated for a while, and it was particularly easy to peel. Jiang Mingyuan took the bowl of taro from Cheng Huan and continued to help.
"It's really convenient a lot." He peeled, Cheng Huan was washing the pot, and the two stayed in the small kitchen. They were very close and didn't feel embarrassed.
A meal at night also had Jiang Mingyuan's credit. After serving the table, he took the stars to wash his hands.
Learning from yesterday's lesson, today the father and son were too mad to play, and they were all dry when they washed their hands.
Probably because of the results of his own labor, Jiang Mingyuan felt that today ’s meals are particularly delicious. After eating, he goes to wash the dishes as usual.
There is a news webcast on TV. Cheng Huan and Xingxing are watching together. The little guy basically can't understand it and asks whatever he sees.
Jiang Mingyuan wiped his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and looked at them a little, reluctant to leave.
He didn't think about it for a long time, and decided to follow his inner choice. He also took the sofa two steps forward. Feeling the collapse of the sofa next to him, Cheng Huan turned to look at him, said nothing, continued to stare at the TV, and when the stars asked questions again, more people answered the questions.
After the news broadcast was over, Xingxing was going to bathe and sleep. Cheng Huan asked Xingxing to wait outside the bathroom to find him clothes to change.
She took out her clothes and Jiang Mingyuan stood at the door and reached out to her: "I'll come."
Cheng Huan didn't move.
"Go to rest, I'll help the stars take a bath." Jiang Mingyuan smiled and looked at her: "I, as a dad, can't just play with him."
After hearing this, Cheng Huan's attitude was a little loose, but he still doubted: "Will you?"
Jiang Mingyuan touched his nose and said that he had never done it before: "It must be the first time."
"That's OK." He said that makes sense, Cheng Huan passed the things on his hand: "If it doesn't work, call me."
"Relax," Jiang Mingyuan said, and brought the stars into the bathroom.
Before entering, Jiang Mingyuan didn't find it difficult to bathe the children. After the implementation, he realized that he was very wrong.
The house rented by Cheng Huan is not large. There is only a shower in the bathroom. For the first time, Xingxing put his dad in the bath.
He held a foam on his head, shook his head under the shower, and the foam and water droplets scattered around. Jiang Mingyuan blocked it in time, and his body became wet.
The little guy who did a bad thing still "giggled" and smiled. Jiang Mingyuan was angry and helpless, and made him stand still.
Xing Xing was not afraid of him at all, and hid like a loach, Jiang Mingyuan was reluctant to start with him. Before the shower was finished, his body was soaked.
A bathing Jiang Mingyuan was exhausted, he dried the stars and dressed, opened the bathroom door and went out.
Cheng Huan stood outside the bathroom and froze when he saw Jiang Mingyuan's appearance.
The man is tall, with wide shoulders and long legs, and wears a suit even when he is not at work.
When the suit went in, it was taken off. There was only a thin shirt, and the cuffs of the shirt were rolled up a few times. It is now soaked and attached to the body. The white shirt is almost translucent after entering the water. There is no point. Blocking effect. Under the light, the smooth muscles of the man were revealed through the fabric, with a strong temptation, his hair was wet, and dripping water, it looked a little embarrassed, but had another flavor.
Cheng Huan looked at him, and felt that the temperature on his face had risen a little. She coughed and moved her eyes, pulled the stars, and said to him, "wet clothes are easy to catch cold. You can also take a bath."