My father is an entertainment tycoon

Chapter 23 Yu Qiu's Family

The door opened, and Anze saw Yu Qiu's father's face clearly. He was unkempt, with a beard on his face, wearing a big black apron, and holding a spatula in his hand, with vegetable leaves still stained on the spatula.

"Come in, yo, you are my daughter's boss, you look like a human being, no wonder my daughter is reluctant to go home from get off work every day."

Yu's father was talking and dancing, a spatula was flying like a knife, Anze silently took a step back.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about!" Yu Qiu glared at his father.

At this time, a female voice came from the room: "Yu Sihai, get out and cook."

Hearing this voice, Yu Sihai immediately got into the kitchen like a deflated ball.

Yu Qiu immediately entered the room: "Mom, why are you up?"

Inside the house, a woman in her thirties and forties was sitting on a wheelchair. She had short hair and was very thin. She was covered with a flaxen blanket. She was Yu Qiu's mother, Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping saw An Ze behind Yu Qiu, and quickly smiled and said, "Mr. An, come in and sit down, the house is a bit shabby, don't be surprised."

"Hello, Auntie, my name is Anze, you can call me Ozawa." Anze also greeted with a smile.

The living room of this house is not too small, and it is neatly organized. There are white sofa covers on the old-fashioned leather sofa, and there are several pots of green plants near the balcony.

Clean, simple, not shabby.

"I'm fine. Anyway, I'm either lying on the bed or sitting in this wheelchair. But today, Mom is happy. I listened to your song. It's really good in singing and writing."

Hearing her mother's praise, Yu Qiu blushed slightly: "The main reason is that the boss song is well written."

An Ze sat on the sofa and saw a photo frame next to the TV opposite. In the photo was a dancing woman, similar in appearance to Yu Qiu, with a body like a daytime gull, elegant and beautiful.

"That was a photo my mother took in the dance troupe. Dad put it away, but my mother asked him to take it out later." Yu Qiu pushed the wheelchair and came to the sofa.

An Ze glanced at Yu Qiu, meaning that it's not good to talk about this in front of your mother.

Zhang Ping saw Anze's strangeness, looked at his photo and said with a smile: "Then I'll call you Ozawa, don't be shy about me, an old woman, I've taken it easy over the years, my husband won't Talking, my daughter is holding back everything in her heart, maybe the most normal person in this family is me."

"Mom, you're not old, don't call yourself crazy."

"Yes, Auntie is not considered old. My name is also a respectful title."

This is the truth. Although Zhang Ping is very thin, she has good skin and looks about 30 years old. Anze can imagine that before anything happened, she should be as charming as Yu Qiu.

Moreover, Zhang Ping's state is not at all like a disabled person. When she was young, she liked to dance and was in a dance troupe. According to common sense, she is the one who can't accept being disabled the most.

Thinking about it differently, if I am in this state, maybe I have nothing to miss about this world. Thinking of this, Anze has a little more respect for Yu Qiu's mother.

While the few people were chatting, Yu Sihai prepared a large table of dishes.

There is no separate dining room in the old house, and meals are eaten in the living room.

Eight dishes and one soup filled the table. Yu Sihai looked like a rough guy, but he was very good at cooking, with all the flavors and flavors.

After several people were seated, Yu Sihai ran to the inner room and took out a bottle of wine.

"Although I don't like you, I have to apologize and punish myself with three cups."

The cup is a disposable cup, and Yu Sihai had just filled it up when Zhang Ping said, "Yu Sihai, don't think that I don't know that you are just looking for a chance to drink, just one cup, if you dare to drink a second cup, get out."

Yu Sihai smiled brightly, and filled another glass and a half: "This is apology wine, you must drink it, so I'll have a glass, and you young people should drink less, in my opinion, half a glass is enough."

Yu Sihai put half a cup in front of Anze, and a full cup in front of him.

Yu Qiu covered his face, feeling that it was a wrong decision for him to call the boss home for dinner.

Since the accident, there are very few guests at home, and my father and mother seem to have no intention of restraining themselves, and just do what they usually do.

The usual state of their family is also like this, when mother yells at father, father will usually be cowardly, and if he can't help it, he will also yell at Yu Qiu, Yu Qiu is used to it.

"Come on, let's eat vegetables. My dad is very good at cooking." Yu Qiu picked up vegetables for Anze, hoping that the meal would be finished quickly.

"Drink first, I'm not very good at talking, old Yu, it was indeed my fault last time." After Yu Sihai finished speaking, he raised his head, and he just drank a glass of white wine, and smacked his lips after drinking, still wanting more.

Anze smiled wryly, don't you want to eat something to fill your stomach first?

"Don't force it, I'm an old Jianghu, you young people, don't drink like this, it's bad for your health, eat something, let me tell you, my handicraft, Yu Sihai, is unique within a radius of ten miles."

Yu Sihai pretended to be hearty and said, while speaking, he brought a plate of braised pork ribs beside him to Anze, and replaced the glass of wine calmly.

"Yu Sihai"

Zhang Ping was about to lose his temper, but Yu Sihai stared at him immediately: "Why! I'm doing it for his own good. Alcohol is not a good thing. Drink less. Don't look at me like that. I, Yu Sihai, talk, spit and nail, and this meal is just one glass."

Zhang Ping rolled her eyes: "Look at your promise."

Anze watched them bickering, and found it very interesting, Yu Qiu seemed a little embarrassed, every time his parents bickered, she would pick up food for Anze, and in the end, no matter how Anze ate, he always had a full bowl.

"Don't pinch it, I'm already full." Anze said helplessly that he couldn't eat anymore.

"Ah? Then don't eat it, let it go."

After dinner, it was still Yu Sihai who cleaned up and washed the dishes, and Yu Qiu wanted to help in the kitchen, but was kicked out in the end.

After watching TV for a while, it was almost eight o'clock, Anze offered to leave, Zhang Ping asked Yu Qiu to see him off, just as he walked to the door, he heard Zhang Ping's voice again.

"Ozawa, our family, Yu Qiu, has never been to college, and he is not very good at dealing with people. If possible, I hope you can help take care of her."

At the door, Anze was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "Don't worry, auntie, then I'll go first."

An Ze and Yu Qiu went out, and Yu Sihai who was washing the dishes inside immediately ran out and shouted: "You are selling your daughter."

Zhang Ping looked at Yu Sihai coldly: "I sold my daughter? Didn't you see that your daughter looked at An Ze with watery eyes."

"That won't work, you are not from the same world at all."

"What did you give your daughter? You can't even go to college, and you have to leave home to sign an entertainment company. Who is responsible for your daughter coming home late at night every night? Yu Sihai, have you ever thought that if your daughter What would she have been without being born into such a family?"

Yu Sihai fell silent, rushed into the kitchen and continued to wash the dishes, the dishes were creaked in his hands.

(End of this chapter)