The next day.
Zhang Ye's Studio issued a statement: "Starting today, due to family reasons, Teacher Zhang Ye will be suspending all work activities for approximately three months. Please forgive us. "
Interviews? Rejected!
Activities? Rejected!
Advertisements? Rejected!
All activities will be terminated!
Zhang Ye had always been like this. If he wanted to do something, he would do it to the end. If he didn't want to do it, he would just cut it off!
The news was getting lively.
The reporters were naturally well-informed.
"Zhang Ye suspends work activities!"
"Latest news: Zhang Ye's wife fractured her foot!"
"Zhang Ye's wife accidentally fell and injured herself!"
"Teacher Zhang to become a stay-at-home man?"
On Weibo.
"So suddenly?"
"It shouldn't be anything serious, right?"
"I don't think so. It's just a normal fracture."
"That's good, that's good."
"I wish you a speedy recovery."
"Teacher Zhang, good job. You have to stay at home to accompany your wife at this time."
"Right, don't worry about work (fighting) for now. Take good care of your wife."
"That's right, work (fighting) can be done at any time."
"When I saw the parentheses above, I laughed."
"Every time Face-smacking Zhang takes a leave of absence, his popularity always skyrockets. Other people would lose popularity if they took a leave of absence, but for a celebrity, exposure is life. But Teacher Zhang is a weirdo because his popularity always rises. That's why whenever I see him taking a leave of absence, I just laugh without saying a word."
Back at home.
His friends were also calling him. Although a fracture was not a big deal, it wasn't a minor one either.
Zhang Xia asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's nothing serious."
Zhang Xia said, "If you need help, just say the word."
Zhang Ye said, "Alright, Grandma Zhang, I'm learning how to cook now."
Zhang Xia said, "Hur hur, that's pretty good. You can cultivate for a few months and temper that bad temper of yours."
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Forget about my temper. My priority right now is to take good care of my wife. I don't know how difficult it is to be a housekeeper. I really didn't know anything in the past, but when I went to the market this morning to buy groceries, I was dumbfounded. I didn't even know what a Crucian carp looked like. I bought the wrong one after the other from the menu. Only then did I realize how difficult it is for my wife. I'm such an incompetent husband."
Zhang Xia laughed and said with a sigh, "In the entire world, only your wife can make you change your mind."
It was almost noon.
Wu Zeqing was still busy with her work in the bedroom. Although she had taken a few months off to recuperate at home, a lot of the work at the SARFT still required her. She was an official, so of course she could not be as willful as Zhang Ye. She could not just leave her job at will, so a lot of work still had to be handled at home.
Zhang Ye had already started cooking downstairs.
This is soy sauce.
What is this?
Try it. Hmm, it's salt.
He took out his phone to look up the cooking steps and fiddled with rice.
Just then, a call came. This time, it was Yao Jiancai.
Yao Jiancai asked, "I just heard, how's your wife? Are you alright? "
Zhang Ye said, "It's pretty good. It's just that it takes a lot of effort to walk."
Yao Jiancai said, "You've also put down your work?"
Zhang Ye laughed and said, "Don't talk to me about work now. Talk to me about cooking."
"Woah." Yao Jiancai was amused. "Are you for real? Cooking? "
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Oh yes, is Sister-in-law beside you? Give the phone to my sister-in-law. I'll ask her how to make Crucian Carp Soup. There are too many recipes on the internet. There are dozens of recipes for a lousy soup. Everyone is different. I don't know who to listen to. I've tasted the Crucian Carp Soup made by sister-in-law. It's delicious. "
Yao Jiancai said happily, "Alright, alright, I'll call her for you."
The caller had changed. "Hello, Little Zhang?"
"Ai, Sister-in-law, I'm here to learn from you."
The soup was stewing.
The next dish should be pig trotters?
Who knows how to make pork trotters?
Zhang Ye recalled and then called Spring Garden's Li Xiaoxian.
"Xiaoxian, how do you make pork trotters?"
"What?"
"Pork trotters? Didn't Sister Dong and Amy say that your braised pork trotters are good?"
"Ah, are you going to cook?"
"Yes."
"Pfft, I'm recording a program at the TV station."
"What are you recording? Teach me first."
"Okay, okay, okay — Director, excuse me for five minutes."
More than an hour passed.
The dishes were ready.
The soup was ready.
Zhang Ye shouted upstairs, "Old Wu, it's time to eat." Then he went upstairs to help his wife down. "Slow down, look where you're going."
Wu Zeqing smiled. "What did you cook that smells so good?"
Zhang Ye said smugly, "A feast, of course."
Wu Zeqing said, "I'm really hungry."
He wasn't very good at taking care of people, so it took him a long time to get down the stairs. He held her as the stairs were too narrow, and if he carried her on his back, he was afraid of touching her feet. Zhang Ye was also an impatient person, so he wrapped his arms around Old Wu's waist and lifted her up. Then he took a few steps down the stairs.
Old Wu quickly said, "I'll walk on my own."
Zhang Ye insisted, "There's no need."
At this moment, his mother came in with her keys and happened to see this horrifying scene. She ran over and exclaimed, "Slow down! Aiyo, slow down! "
Zhang Ye put Old Wu down and said, "It's all done!"
His mother said in a speechless manner, "Does anyone go downstairs like that?"
Zhang Ye said confidently, "I'm strong, so I won't fall. Why are you here? Did you smell it? It just so happens that I've made a lot of food. Why don't you eat together? "
"You're taking care of Zeqing by yourself. How could I not be at ease if I didn't come and check on her? If my daughter-in-law loses a piece of meat, I'll teach you a lesson! "His mother harrumphed as she looked at the dining table." What did you cook? "
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Crucian carp soup, pork trotters, and stir-fried vegetables."
His mother chuckled. "I don't know how it tastes, but it really does look like it."
Zhang Ye called out, "Quick, give it a try."
Thinking about it, this was probably the first time Zhang Ye was seriously cooking in the underground kitchen other than making instant noodles.
The three of them sat down and picked up their chopsticks to eat.
Wu Zeqing gracefully tasted a mouthful of the soup. Her beautiful eyes narrowed as she said gently, "It's really not bad. It's delicious."
His mother tasted it and smacked her lips. "It's not bad. It can't be compared to me, but with your standards, it still exceeds my expectations by a lot."
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes.
Don't say that. It's just that I didn't get the Cooking Skill Draw. If this bro maxed out his Cooking Skill Draw, I'll make a Manchu Han Imperial Feast!
Eat.
Wash the dishes.
Tidy up the kitchen.
His mother might have a sharp tongue, but she still doted on her son. She quickly said, "Alright, let me do it. I've never made you do any chores in your entire life."
But Zhang Ye blocked her with his hand. "Don't move. Don't let anyone steal my chores — Eh, Old Wu, sit down. Who said you could get up? You want some water, right? I'll get it for you, I'll get it for you — I'm done here. Do you have any clothes to wash — Eh, where did I put the detergent? Oh, I found it! "
From front to back, left to right, inside and out, Zhang Ye was the only one doing all the chores. Although the food he made was not very fragrant, although he used up a lot of water to wash the dishes, and although he did not wash the clothes very neatly, Zhang Ye still did everything seriously and did his best.
When his mother saw this, she felt more at ease.
When his mother left, Wu Zeqing said, "Little Ye, don't bother."
Zhang Ye walked over with a smile. "What's the matter?"
Old Wu reached out and wiped the detergent foam off his wrist. "You should just focus on your work. It's only a slight knock to my leg. Do you think I can't take care of myself? I'm not as delicate as you think. "
Zhang Ye said, "My work right now is to take care of you."
Old Wu said, "There's no need."
Zhang Ye smiled. "Don't worry, I won't fall behind on my work."
"Why do you say that?"
"I haven't told you yet, right? Haha, this bro has successfully infiltrated the 'enemy' ranks. It's just that no one knows about it yet. Comics are more casual and can be drawn anywhere. It just so happens that I'll focus on getting the comic done over the next few months. When the day comes when it's revealed, I'll be able to gain a lot of popularity throughout Asia. So I can't delay my work. Just focus on recuperating.
Old Wu smiled and said, "Alright then. I'll just stay at home and enjoy my husband's blessings for the next few months."
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