The straight man of steel in the entertainment industry

"Dad has to go to work tomorrow, right?" Lin Li said.

"Ah."

Song Wenjie replied, suddenly understood what Lin Li meant, turned her head and smiled and said, "Your dad slept for a while when he came back from get off work, it's fine, besides, he's getting old and can't sleep for that long, your dad just watched you I'm so tired recently, I want to do something for you."

Lin Li was quite moved, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask, "Mom... Dad made... can I eat it?"

Song Wenjie laughed and said, "Whether you can eat it or not, you should eat it. It's your dad's first time cooking, so I still have to give him some face."

Lin Li pouted.

"Don't discourage your dad's enthusiasm. He won't cook it next time. In order to make a good meal tonight, he asked me a lot for advice, and he kept reading the recipe."

Lin Li suddenly felt that his father was a little cute, so he laughed.

When we got home, the house was really brightly lit.

Opening the door, Lin Changmin was wearing an apron and sitting on a chair watching TV.

The moment he opened the door, Lin Li seemed to see him shivering, apparently he had dozed off just now.

"I'm back." Lin Changmin stood up and greeted him, "Did the recording of the show go well?"

"Well, it went well."

"Are you going to continue filming tomorrow?"

"Well, Yin Shiguang's supplementary shots should have been filmed as well, and we'll be wrapping up the last few big scenes after filming."

"If I'm busy, I'll take two days off to help your crew?" Lin Changmin said.

Lin Li smiled and said, "Dad, you think too highly of yourself, you won't be able to make the crew progress faster."

Lin Changmin was a little disappointed, and Lin Li suddenly felt that what he had said was a bit too much, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"Wow, Dad, it's ok, I cooked a lot of delicious food tonight!"

Four dishes and one soup were placed on the table in the living room.

They were all Lin Li's favorite food, except for the sweet and sour pork ribs which were a bit darker, the others seemed to be pretty good.

"Old Lin, you ordered it outside!"

Song Wenjie didn't know whether she was praising on purpose or sincerely, anyway, she seemed a little unable to restrain her joy.

"What are you talking about? I studied it for several days and burned it myself!" Lin Changmin felt relieved when he heard this, and he retorted with a proud face.

"You didn't ask Zhang Li to make it for you, did you?"

"What time is it now, I'm ashamed to disturb Zhang Li."

Song Wenjie laughed and said, "I can't believe it. You made this table? You hid it deep enough. You haven't cooked it for me for so many years!"

Lin Changmin smiled shyly: "Isn't it just now that I discovered that I have this talent!"

Song Wenjie sneered and said, "I think you can burn at all, but you don't do it all at once. You, I'm afraid that if you start cooking, you won't be able to hide in the future!"

Lin Changmin chuckled twice, and said, "I will do it from now on! Is that okay?"

Only then was Song Wenjie slightly satisfied, and said, "This is more or less the same."

Pulling Lin Li to sit down, Song Wenjie said with emotion: "You are so good, son, that you have forced your father's culinary skills."

Lin Li glanced at his parents, feeling warm in his heart.

"Dad, do you want to eat more, or... go to rest? You still go to work tomorrow morning." Lin Li asked.

"I'm not sleepy, just sit here for a while, eat quickly, and see how your dad's cooking is?"

Lin Changmin sat down expectantly, waiting for Lin Li's mother and son's evaluation.

Lin Li picked up his chopsticks and ate a stewed prawn in oil. The taste was not bad. Although it was not as good as Song Wenjie's, it was completely... edible...

"How is it?" Lin Changmin asked.

"Yes." Lin Li nodded, "Not bad."

"good to eat!"

Song Wenjie was very appreciative, and lightly touched Lin Li with her foot under the table.

Lin Li took another bite of the sweet and sour pork ribs and said, "Mmm, it's delicious."

Lin Changmin smiled and said, "That's right, it doesn't look very good, but the taste is okay."

"Yes, yes, absolutely yes!"

Song Wenjie gave Lin Changmin a thumbs up.

Lin Li ate the other two dishes and they were much better, so he nodded cooperatively.

Lin Changmin watched them eating, and suddenly yawned.

"Go to sleep." Song Wenjie couldn't stand it anymore.

Lin Changmin was praised, so he stopped insisting, and said: "Then I'm going to bed. Although the cooking I made is delicious, don't eat too much. It's not good to eat too much at night."

"understood."

Lin Changmin got up, stretched his waist, and then went to the toilet first with his slippers on. Going to the toilet before going to bed is a common problem for middle-aged men.

Looking at Lin Changmin's leaving figure, Lin Li was suddenly in a daze.

I have such a good memory, but I suddenly feel that my father's back is a little strange.

It seemed that he hadn't had a good look at his father for a long time.

"Dad seems to have gray hair." Lin Li suddenly remembered what he saw just now.

"Your father is already in his 50s, and it's normal to have gray hair. Your uncle Wu Yong had it several years ago." Song Wenjie said casually.

Lin Li suddenly felt that the chopsticks in his hand were a bit heavy.

"What's wrong? Are you full?" Song Wenjie asked.

"Well, I don't want to eat."

Song Wenjie glanced at Lin Li worriedly, and asked, "What's wrong?"