I’m Really a Superstar

Afternoon.

The entrance of the courtyard.

His aunt and sister still had to take him out of the small courtyard.

"Xiao Ye, drive slowly."

"Hey, I understand, aunt."

"Thank you, Xiaoye."

"Sister, please stop being polite and go back."

"Well, you can come over here often when you have time. There are always people at home anyway."

He drove out of the alley of his aunt's house. Not long after he drove out, the cell phone thrown on the passenger seat rang. With sharp eyes, he saw Rao Aimin's name, and he reached for it and took the cell phone. He came over, turned on the hands-free and threw it under the windshield.

"Aunt Landlady." He held the steering wheel and continued driving.

Rao Aimin was never polite when talking to him, "Where are you?"

"I went to my sister's house. I just came out. What happened? Is there something wrong?" Zhang Ye said.

Rao Aimin said: "Come here and look after the child for a day. I have to go out to do something. I don't know when I will come back. Hurry up. I'm waiting for you."

Zhang Ye sighed and said, "You can just go out when you go out. Chenchen still needs people to keep an eye on her? She is a ghost. It would be nice if she doesn't bully others."

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Come on"

"I have to go home at night. I haven't been back much during the Chinese New Year. My parents are worried about me. If I don't come home every now and then for three days, my mother will kill me."

"If you don't come, I will kill you."

"Khan, okay, okay, I'll go over now."

"Well, when I came to the canteen downstairs, I brought a bottle of soy sauce. I don't have any soy sauce at home. I'm sorry."

"Are you treating me as a nanny? I'm a babysitter and buy soy sauce. I'm a smart guy now. You're too disrespectful to celebrities."

Didn't get a reply from there.

Beep beep, the phone has been hung up.

Zhang Ye was very helpless, forget it, my friend is in a good mood recently and is generous. I don't have the same experience as you, a lesbian, so he walked to the corner door.

The car has arrived.

He got out of the car to buy something.

The store on the ground floor of the canteen is located in the community. Ever since Zhang Ye's address was exposed last time, people came to besiege him. Everyone in the community here knows that Zhang Ye lives here.

"Oh, Teacher Zhang." The elder sister at the canteen lit up.

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Here's a bottle of soy sauce."

The eldest sister asked: "Old soy sauce or light soy sauce? What brand is it?"

Zhang Ye didn't quite understand either, "It's fine, it doesn't matter."

The eldest sister smiled and said, "I'll give you ordinary soy sauce."

"Okay, how much is it?" Zhang Ye touched his wallet.

"No money." The eldest sister waved her hand.

Zhang Ye said: "How can that be done?"

The eldest sister chuckled and said, "You are so honored to come here. Our little store is not honored yet. How can we charge you money? If you want to buy anything in the future, just call me and I will ask my son to deliver it to you."

Popularity

Look at how popular this guy is

Zhang Ye was very proud, but in line with the principle of not taking advantage of the people, he still gave the money, and then went upstairs with the soy sauce in the plastic bag.

Ring ring ring.

Mom called.

"Son, I heard that you helped your sister?" Mom's tone sounded good.

Zhang Ye hummed, "Just a quick favor. Did my aunt call you?"

Mom smiled and said: "Yes, your aunt is just praising you and saying that your sister's online store is booming now and has made a lot of money in just one hour. Well, you did a good job. I just said I also had a phone call with your dad, and your dad also praised you. Your aunt's family has been having a hard time since your uncle passed away. We couldn't do much to help you at the time. Now that you have made a difference, you are so good. Take care of you, your aunt took good care of you when you were a child, and took care of your food, drink, and toilet for several years during the winter and summer vacations."

Zhang Ye said: "I know."

Mom said: "That's okay."

"Uh, Mom, I don't know if I can go back tonight. My landlord has something to do and asked me to help take care of the child. Well, she is the eldest sister who fished me out of the police station last time." Zhang Ye said.

Mom was in a good mood and spoke cheerfully, saying: "Then I have to help you with this. Okay, I understand, I won't leave any food for you tonight."

"Okay."

After hanging up the line, he took the elevator upstairs.

Dong Dong, Zhang Ye knocked on the door, "Auntie Landlady"

After a long time, there was a sound of footsteps in the room. The door handle shook with difficulty for a long time, and then the door opened, revealing Chenchen's expressionless little head.

Zhang Ye asked: "Where is your aunt?"

Chenchen pouted and said, "Zhang Ye, why are you so slow? My aunt has left long ago."

"You think I can fly, I have to drive here." Zhang Ye came in and closed the door without changing his slippers. He threw the soy sauce into the kitchen and said, "It's just us, you can watch TV by yourself." Yawning, he felt a little sleepy as soon as the room became warm, "Uncle Zhang, take a nap."

Chenchen had no time to pay attention to him and continued to sit on the sofa and watch cartoons, "Oh."

Zhang Ye reminded, "Remember to do your homework."

Chenchen crossed his legs and pretended not to hear.

Zhang Ye went upstairs and entered Rao Aimin's boudoir by familiar means. He saw that the bed was still messy, the quilt was not folded up, and the sheets were wrinkled. It was probably that Rao Aimin was taking a nap after eating and drinking. I just left because I had something to do, so I didn't bother to clean up the room.

Take off your shoes.

Undress.

He got into the bed. The bed was already cold, but the fragrant smell of Rao Aimin still lingered on the bed. Zhang Ye could smell it as soon as he smelled it. He narrowed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.

One hour.

Two hours.

Only a short time passed before he was shaken awake.

"Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye." Chenchen pushed his arm.

Zhang Ye opened his eyes in confusion, "Huh?"

Chenchen said solemnly: "I'm hungry."

Zhang Ye said oh, turned over and went back to sleep. He hadn't slept enough yet.

Chenchen continued to push his shoulder, "Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye, I'm hungry."

Zhang Ye waved his hand and said: "Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while, wait until I get up and think about it, you go first." At this point, the person was already snoring and fell asleep again.

"Zhang Ye."

"Zhang Ye."

Chenchen kept calling him.

Zhang Ye slept like a dead pig. It was winter and he didn't think about it as soon as he fell asleep.

After about a while, Zhang Ye sniffed and slowly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, touched his stomach, and began to grunt.

What does it taste like?

The smell of cooking

Zhang Ye thought that the landlord's aunt was back. He looked at his watch and saw that it was past six o'clock in the evening. He was also hungry, so he immediately put on his clothes and went downstairs.

There was the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

Zhang Ye didn't go in to help, and lay down on the sofa again, waiting to eat the ready-made food.

But when the sound of cooking disappeared and the kitchen door was pushed open, Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, because there was no sign of the landlady in the kitchen, only an eight-year-old little guy, and there was an extra one under the kitchen stove. There is a small stool, half arm height, and there is a stool next to the chopping board. On it are kitchen knives, plates, etc., as well as the vegetable scraps left after cutting vegetables.

It's actually Chenchen who's cooking

Zhang Ye yelled, "Damn it, you're a prodigy"

Chenchen also saw Zhang Ye lying on the sofa. The little guy's face was not very good. He stopped looking at him. He held the dishes and put them on the dining table on tiptoes. Then he walked back to the kitchen and stepped on the small stool. He went up, reached another plate of fried vegetables, held it in his arms, came out and put it away, then returned to the kitchen for the third time, squatted on the ground, opened the lid of the rice cooker, filled only a bowl of rice, and took it With a pair of chopsticks, he walked to the living room and sat on a chair to eat. He ignored Zhang Ye at all and looked angry.

Zhang Ye blinked. This guy was not shy at all. He immediately went to serve the rice and sat down with the bowl and chopsticks in his arms. "Okay, little guy, when did you learn to cook?"

Chenchen remained silent.

Zhang Ye coughed and said, "Did you learn from your aunt?"

Chenchen still didn't look at him.

Zhang Ye didn't care much anymore. Let's eat first. He was hungry, so he just took a bite of the vinegared cabbage and tasted it. Hey, hey, it's actually quite good. "Okay, Chenchen, your cooking skills are quite good." "Yeah, I'll try this spicy chicken again." Once I ate it, it was quite delicious. Of course, it is impossible to compare with the craftsmanship of the landlady, but for an eight-year-old child, this is too amazing.

Praise her while eating.

After a while, Chenchen finally spoke, "Zhang Ye, why are you so lazy."

Zhang Ye showed an embarrassed smile, "Well, I'm tired today and didn't get up. But even if I got up, I wouldn't know how to cook. Fortunately, we, Chenchen, are here to take care of you. You really impressed my uncle today." You are the future little chef, awesome”

Ordinary children will definitely not be able to find Bei after being praised a few times like this.

But Chenchen has never been an ordinary child. She curled her lips and said, "Childish."

Zhang Ye sneered, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Look, you're being cautious. Uncle, I pretended not to get up on purpose. I did it to hone your survival skills. Take a look at these two dishes. This is Results, this is the potential of human beings. You, you still can’t understand your uncle’s good intentions now, but you will understand when you grow up.”

Chenchen twitched the corner of his mouth, "...Haha."

Zhang Ye knew that the little guy was more evil than the average adult and couldn't scare her, so he had no choice but to say: "Uncle will wash the dishes later, and you can just watch TV."

Chenchen requested: "You still have to help me with my homework."

Zhang Ye looked at her and said, "We can't let your aunt know."

"Deal." Chenchen raised his cute little hand with a straight face.

Zhang Ye also stretched out his hand and patted her little hand. With this high five, the task assignment was completed. Chenchen cooked and Zhang Ye did his homework.

The atmosphere is harmonious again.

After the meal, Zhang Ye washed the dishes and then did homework for Chenchen.

In the small study.

"I'll write on paper for you first, and you can copy it into your homework later. Say it first, and I'll take care of the Chinese writing. Otherwise, your aunt will find out if you write too fast, and she will have to fight with me." Zhang Ye said.

Chenchen hummed, "Just write it in your homework."

Zhang Ye smacked his lips and said, "Our words are different, others can tell at a glance."

Chenchen looked at him and said, "My aunt has seen your "Poetry of Mulan" on the Internet. She said that you are a master of calligraphy. You can't even imitate other people's handwriting, right?"

This wicked child

Zhang Ye asked in his heart how lazy you must be to not even bother to copy? Alas, forget it, people are short-tongued, "Okay, I know." Of course he can imitate handwriting.