It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

    When many artists cooperate with amateurs, they will have a sense of superiority, which is quite criticized, so there are not a few artists who overturned.

    Zheng Wei was a bit reluctant when facing Meng Qingqing, as long as you pay attention to the details of the two people getting along, you can see that Zheng Wei is just an amateur, whether it is for the effect of the show Well, for the sake of her own image, Meng Qingqing can pull down her body to show her favor to Zheng Wei, which is extremely rare among female artists.

    The host gave Wang Qingqing a thumbs up, Wang Qingqing smiled smugly at the camera, and then continued to watch Zheng Wei cook for two children seriously, taking the two children as the entry point of the topic, Wang Qingqing and Zheng Wei Wei has come and gone as soon as she asks and answers, and she quickly becomes acquainted.

    After dinner, Zheng Wei helped the eldest Qingquan to do homework, and arranged for the second child, Qingxi, to read the picture book, but Qingxi left the picture book when she was not young, and kept surrounding her mother and brother with a Barbie doll Wandering around, calling her mother every two minutes on average, Zheng Wei had to deal with Qingxi while lecturing on Qingquan, and she was quite busy looking at one and the other.

    Wang Qingqing beckoned to call Qingxi, and Qingxi ran over: "Auntie, what's the matter."

    "Mom is talking to my brother about homework. If Qingxi encounters a problem, you can tell Auntie." Wang Qingqing pinched her little face.

    Qingxi held up the bare Barbie doll in her hand and showed it to Wang Qingqing: "I can't find Barbie's clothes, auntie help me find it."

    Wang Qingqing looked around the living room and balcony dining room, but she couldn't find it in each room, so she could only look at Qingxi, who was looking at her: "Auntie can't find it either. , but if you have socks that you don't wear, Auntie can make a dress for your doll."

    This suggestion made Qingxi's heart very much. She ran back to the room three or two times and turned out a pair of small lace socks: "Mom said that these socks are too tight and will not be worn in the future."

    Having the raw materials, found scissors under the guidance of Qingxi, Wang Qingqing cut out a set of short skirts for the doll and put it on the doll, Qingxi cheered continuously Compliment Wang Qingqing: "Auntie, you are amazing! Your handiwork is awesome!"

    By the time Zheng Wei finished her homework with Qingquan, Wang Qingqing was already playing with Qingxi.

    It was already around nine o'clock in the evening, Zheng Wei washed Qingxi, and then sent the little girl to the bed.

    The boss Qingquan finally finished his homework at this time and took a storybook to read. Zheng Wei coaxed her daughter to sleep and came out to check and sign all the homework for her son, and then Qingquan packed up his own bag to wash.

    Zheng Wei took this opportunity to prepare the clothes for the two children to wear the next day, and put them neatly on their bedsides from the inside out. Then put the school uniform and garden uniform that the child just changed into the washing machine, and then wash the underwear and socks separately by hand. While washing, she said to Wang Qingqing, who was watching her work: "The child only has two sets of school uniforms to replace, so I changed them out on the same day. It must be washed well, otherwise if the weather is bad, there will be no clean school uniforms to wear."

    Wang Qingqing nodded and said that she was taught. After washing and drying the clothes on the balcony, Zheng Wei went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for the next morning: "The time in the morning is very tight, so I have to make it in advance. Be prepared to not be in a hurry.”

    For tomorrow's breakfast, Zheng Wei will prepare small wontons with pork and mustard greens for the children. She bought the wonton skins in the morning and put them in the refrigerator. What you do is to mix the wonton stuffing and hang the broth used to cook the wontons.

    Zheng Wei put a pig bone and a few chicken thigh bones into the casserole, added **** slices cooking wine and simmered slowly, and explained to Wang Qingqing with a smile: "The chicken thigh bone is made at noon. It is picked off when frying the chicken, and it tastes better when added to the soup.”

    "You are so attentive, you don't waste anything at all." Wang Qingqing nodded and smiled: "I cook when I have time, and I learned another trick."

    "Do your celebrities also cook? Don't you all hire assistants and nanny?" Work hard, keep busy.

    "There are babysitters. My wife and I are both entertainers. The nature of the work is rather special. Wang Qingqing looked apologetic: "Because I always need to leave my child to work, I always feel guilty about my child, and I always want to cook for her when I have the chance, so I often cook. "

    "Then you are very concerned about your children." Zheng Wei was a little depressed and resentful: "My husband is also a person who is away from home for a long time as soon as he goes to work, but he only needs to take a vacation. , I go shopping frantically, looking for classmates and friends to meet together, and wherever it is, I don’t even think about being at home with my children.”

    "Uh! Is that so?" This topic is not easy to answer, Wang Qingqing can neither belittle her husband according to Zheng Wei's words, nor let Zheng Wei feel that she does not understand her mood, so she can only stare wide-eyed Make a surprise: "Your husband likes to join in the fun so much?"

      , when you get off the shore, you want to play enough books before talking about it?"

    "Who knows him." Zheng Wei smiled: "Maybe."

    While speaking, Zheng Wei had already chopped the dried mustard greens and mixed them into the whipped minced meat, mixed them evenly, covered them with plastic wrap, and put them in the freezer of the refrigerator. Then she tidy up the house and put the The things that were messed up by the children were sorted out a little, and then the two children's schoolbags were brought out and checked from the inside out: "The teachers have all requirements, and they must be checked every day, and the boss's can't hold snacks and toys. , the second child can't hold any small things."

    "It's been too hard, really." Wang Qingqing said with admiration on his face: "Although we have only been with you for one night, I found that you are really a very serious, meticulous and patient person. ."

    Wang Qingqing boasted so much, and Zheng Wei laughed: "I only learned this after having children. In fact, I was quite careless before marriage."

    "Really?" Wang Qingqing also smiled: "I can't see it at all."

    It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, but the bone soup for the next wontons was not ready, and Zheng Wei couldn't wash and go to sleep. She slumped on the sofa and took out her mobile phone and sighed with emotion: "The time before going to bed every day is my only personal time, and it's the only time I can do something I like."

    "It's really hard." Wang Qingqing said goodbye to her with a smile: "Then let's say goodbye first, I'll be there on time at 5:30 tomorrow morning."

    Out of Zheng Wei's community, Wang Qingqing asked the show team's car to go through Qingquan and Qingxi's school, because from tomorrow morning, she will be responsible for picking up the two children to and from school, she You have to familiarize yourself with the route in advance.

    Because Zheng Wei's house is far away from the TV station, the program crew re-booked a room for their crew at a nearby hotel, and the program crew's car went straight back to the hotel and took a rest , so that you don't have to waste time on the road.

    Wang Qingqing knocked on the door of Zheng Wei's house at 5:30 the next day. Zheng Wei just got up and was washing, and Wang Qingqing went directly into the kitchen. Peel took it out, added the stock that had been boiled last night in a small soup pot, and started to wrap the wontons neatly.

    The host stood on the side with admiration: "Sister Meng, your way of wrapping wontons has to catch up with other professionals, but it's really neat."

    "Really?" Wang Qingqing smiled: "That's great, when I can't get along in the entertainment industry, I'll open a small shop specializing in wontons, then you can Remember to visit."

    The host nodded: "It must be."

    The cameraman gave Wang Qingqing a close-up of the movements of her hands. She made six wontons in her own words, but in just seven or eight minutes, Wang Qingqing took Zheng Wei's mother and son three The wontons are all packed.

    The soup boiled, and Wang Qingqing was not in a hurry to order the wontons. She turned off the torch and prepared the seaweed, dried shrimps, scallions and seasonings. Then she looked at the time, and she was twenty before she woke up. In a few minutes, she took the watering can in the bathroom and watered all the plants in Zheng Wei's house. It was already six o'clock. Wang Qingqing knocked on the door one by one to wake up the two children.

    The eldest Qingquan told her that he could take care of himself, and the second child, Qingxi, cried and wanted to find her mother, but Zheng Wei was forced to come to the room and stand by the bed, and only after her comfort did Qingxi accept it The fact that Wang Qingqing will help her change clothes today.

    Get dressed and lead the child to the bathroom, wrap a towel around her neck, squeeze toothpaste and let her wash herself. On, the two children just finished washing up.

    The children were eating breakfast. Wang Qingqing started to prepare things for the children according to the timetable posted on the whiteboard and the precautions written by Zheng Wei. These also have the red scarf school badge and water bottle and paper towels. The second child is not that complicated, as long as you bring a water bottle.

    Wait for Wang Qingqing to toss and get things ready, the two children also had breakfast, and they officially went out at 6:50. The eldest's school was far away, the teacher asked to arrive at school at 7:30, Wang Qingqing opened In Zheng Wei's car, she took the eldest to the school first. In the car, she exchanged her views on lunch and dinner with the two children. She sent the eldest to the school gate on time according to the teacher's arrival time. She watched Qingquan with her own eyes. After entering the school gate, he drove back and sent the second child to the kindergarten.

    I handed Qingxi over to the teacher at the gate of the kindergarten, got the pick-up card, and explained to the teacher that she would pick up the child in the afternoon before she waved goodbye to Qingxi.

    It was 8:30 after sending the child back to Zheng Wei's house, and then he started to do a series of things such as washing dishes, cleaning the room, etc. Wang Qingqing had no problem doing housework, the first one She has been a nanny in the world, and she has a very good idea of ​​how to clean up the housework, so she can do this housework quickly and well.

    Watching Wang Qingqing earnestly and meticulously cleaning the whole house from top to bottom, from inside to outside, Zheng Wei, who was sitting on the sofa watching the whole process, had an illusion, she felt in a trance that she was not participating in the show Inviting a star, but a professional cleaning staff from the housekeeping company.

    Zheng Wei was a little embarrassed, she said to Wang Qingqing uncomfortably: "Actually, you don't need to clean it so meticulously, like under the bed and the window sill bookshelf, I only clean it two or three times a week at most."

      If I don't want to work, why would I come to participate in this show, wouldn't I just go to "Visit at Your Home" and it's all over?"

    Zheng Wei was teased by her and pursed her lips into a smile. After laughing, she said, "Mr. Meng, you are so down-to-earth that you don't look like a star."

    "There's no way." Wang Qingqing was brushing the toilet while holding the toilet, while laughing at herself: "Who told me not to be a popular celebrity? Well, I don't come to such an orphan's variety show, the appearance fee is not high, and I'm exhausted to say it, and if I accidentally destroy the character design, it's not worth it at all, let me tell you."

      The official blog of our show group has 230 million fans. Do you know the concept of 230 million? Even if only one-third of the people run your blog to complain, you will be cold. do you know?"

    "Ha, I'm so scared!" Wang Qingqing pressed the flush button after flushing the toilet: "Do you know why I'm so muddy? Because there are so many grooves, I'm still afraid of others complaining?"

    Wang Qingqing took out the broom behind the bathroom door and pulled a sword flower neatly, then put the broom behind him like a sword, put on a dashing posture, stretched out **** to hook the camera Liaogou: "Let them let their horses come over! I have acquired the new skill of tearing black powder by hand."

    The host laughed until tears came out: "I believe, I believe too much."

    It was half past ten by the time Wang Qingqing had packed up all the **** and brought it to the door, went downstairs to throw the rubbish, and stopped by the fresh food supermarket at the back of the community to buy ingredients.

    Because there are many allergens in Qingquan, he does not eat at school at noon. Wang Qingqing has to prepare lunch before 11:30 noon, and then go to school to pick him up for dinner.

    Time is tight. Fortunately, I have already discussed the content of lunch and dinner with my brothers and sisters. Wang Qingqing did not waste time, and purchased the meat directly according to the recipe. .

    After going back, the operation was as fierce as a tiger. A plate of sweet and sour pork ribs and mushrooms and rapeseed were out of the pot before eleven thirty. , Before it was time for school, Wang Qingqing waited patiently for a while, and finally received Qingquan at 12:00.

    It was 12:35 when I went back. The child spent 20 minutes eating. After eating, he rested on the sofa for half an hour, and it was time to go to school.

    Wang Qingqing checked the timetable again. The schoolbag was not brought back at noon, and the red scarf and water bottle were not pulled. There was art class in the afternoon, and the art bag was also carried.

    After sending the child back, Wang Qingqing frowned and made a conscience suggestion to Zheng Wei: "The child's noon time is too rushed, he goes home and goes to school, it will take nearly an hour on the way. , it's better to go to school directly at lunch, let the child eat in the car and then sleep for a while, and you will come back when he goes to school in the afternoon."

    "That's a good idea." Zheng Wei thought about it and nodded again and again: "Actually, I sent him off at noon, so he doesn't need to come back. The teacher asked to be at school at 1:50 pm and dismissed at 4:00 pm. It was around 2:20 when he came back, and we have to pick him up again at 3:30, so the short one hour in the middle is really not enough to do anything, so why don't you come back."

    "My God!" Wang Qingqing shuddered as she hugged the pile of clothes she had just taken off the drying rack: "Are elementary school students so troublesome? Fortunately, my daughter was already in junior high school when she lived with us. gave birth."

    "Speaking of your daughter, I'm quite curious, a person with a good personality like you, Mr. Meng, should get along well with her, right? Why is your relationship with your stepdaughter being rumored everywhere on the Internet Not good?"

    Influenced by Wang Qingqing's simple style with a little sand sculpture, Zheng Wei and Wang Qingqing spent most of the night together. The most unacceptable thing is that someone abuses children. When Zheng Wei sees news of child abuse online, she can't help but leave a message to wish the other party to reincarnate as soon as possible. The rumors of Meng Qingqing's harsh treatment of her stepdaughter are all over the Internet, which makes Zheng Wei like a throat. , couldn't help but ask.

    After all, she is an adult, and she is not very familiar with Wang Qingqing, so she handled the problem and changed it to a more euphemistic way.

    This is one of the reasons why the amateurs in this show destroy the guests, such as this kind of "black material" involving privacy, if it is replaced by a host or an insider, if there is no grudge against the other party, then It will never be casually brought up in front of the camera.

    Black material is black material after all, once you mention it, you will hurt your image once. It's too late for everyone to hide it. Who would say it so loudly in front of the camera? But amateurs don't have this kind of awareness, they dare to ask any questions.

    Faced with Zheng Wei's question, Wang Qingqing sighed slightly, her tone lowered, "My relationship with Xiao Yuanyuan is a long story."