Chapter 1985: don't like strangers
Chapter 1985 Don't like strangers
It seems that Zhou Zhuo cherishes his current family life, even if it is a little too much, it is understandable.
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After dinner, Zhou Zhuo washed the dishes and told his son stories until he fell asleep.
He came to the living room and saw Meng Qing was reading the script.
He said, "What's so beautiful?"
"It's actually pretty nice." Meng Qing smiled, "Would you like to take a look?"
"I have to think about what my son will eat and wear tomorrow. By the way, what do you want to eat tomorrow, I can buy it when I go out for a walk?"
"It's all right," Meng Qing smiled helplessly, "Zhou Zhuo, I know that you are very good to me and my son. You take care of us in every detail, and we are also very moved. But life is not all about food and clothing..."
Zhou Zhuo frowned, Meng Qing felt that she had said a bit too much and hurt her husband, so she stopped talking and continued to read the script in her hand.
Zhou Zhuo took it and said, "I'll take a look."
He watched for a long time, until when he returned to his senses, he found that Meng Qing was no longer there.
He said anxiously, "Meng Qing? Where have you been?"
"Pour you a glass of milk."
Zhou Zhuo was obviously relieved. It seemed that he had never come out of what happened six years ago. Once his wife and children were not in sight, his heart was a little flustered.
Meng Qing sat down and held his hand: "Zhou Zhuo, you were thinking about me and my son, you went to see Lan Feng and the others. You know Lan Feng, he is very discerning, and the works he submitted before are all of good quality. . Some time ago, we watched "The Years Together". Although it is only a TV series, it has the quality of not losing to the movie. They are doing things seriously."
Zhou Zhuo read the script "The Legend of Yao Fei" and really liked it.
He hasn't filmed for many years, but this script made him have a kind of heart that is just around the corner.
However, thinking that he might have to leave his wife and children, he gave up this plan.
No job can compare to a wife and child.
The next day, he took the initiative to call Lan Feng, "Master Feng, I want to see you."
He brought his son to see Lan Feng and Xiao Yao.
"Master Feng, take back your script, I won't be shooting. I think the most important thing for me now is to accompany my son." Zhou Zhuo still refused.
"Director Zhou, I'm walking around with Young Master Ling, can you talk to Young Master Feng?" Xiao Yao said.
"No, my son doesn't like strangers!" Zhou Zhuo refused.
He has never been worried about handing over his son to anyone, nor does he like his son to play with other children outside.
Living in this small town, everything he has is his wife and children, and everything about his wife and children is him.
Xiao Yao looked at the children.
The boy who is only six years old is at an active and active age. This place is close to the park, and he has long wanted to run out.
But looking at Zhou Zhuo's eyes, he just looked outside and didn't dare to speak, knowing that his father was for his own good, he couldn't bear to break his heart.
Xiao Yao insisted: "Director Zhou, it may be better for children to play with children, look over there."
The children over there are already piled up, running around together, not knowing what they are running or chasing, but they are very happy.
Zhou Zhuo's son's eyes were about to fly out, and he finally said with a cry: "Dad, I want to go. I want to play with them over there."
(end of this chapter)