Huayu: Starting with binding the front desk

When Wang Zhe came out of the bedroom, the others were already sitting at the dining table.

He pulled out a chair and sat down. In front of him was a single serving of rice noodles, while the other three people had plain porridge.

Wang Zhe picked up a piece of cold-dressed houttuynia cordata with his chopsticks, glanced at the two girls across from him who were secretly competing while eating breakfast, and suddenly asked, "When are you two going home? How long are you planning to stay at my place?"

Before Tian Xiwei and Wang Cheran could say anything, Xu Ying, who was standing next to him, glared at him and said, "Why do you care? They can stay as long as they want."

"Thank you, Aunt Xu." Tian Xiwei smiled sweetly at Xu Ying.

Wang Cheran made a face at Wang Zhe and shook his head with a hint of smugness.

Wang Zhe looked at his mother with some helplessness: "Mom, I'm just worried that the two of them will be fooling around all day and disturbing your rest."

"How did you disturb my rest? I can't go out right now, and I'm happy to have them with me."

Xu Ying rolled her eyes at him, wondering if her son was just too young to understand or if he simply had no interest in the two girls.

Wang Zhe wisely lowered his head and slurped his noodles without saying anything more, otherwise he would get scolded later; a pregnant woman is not someone to mess with.

After dinner, Wang Zhe watched his pregnant mother preparing to clear the table and couldn't help but say, "Mom, let me do it! Also, let's hire a caregiver. It's inconvenient for you to do anything right now, especially since you have to take care of the three of us."

"Why hire a nanny? Xiaotian and Chanran can help me a lot. I think you're the only one who needs to be taken care of." Xu Ying said, not forgetting to tease him as she finished speaking.

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiwei quickly began clearing the table of dishes.

Wang was a step too slow, so she decided to try a different approach. She pulled up a chair and sat down next to Xu Ying, asking in a slightly coquettish tone, "Auntie, is it a little brother or a little sister in your belly?"

Xu Ying reached out and touched her hair: "Do you prefer a younger brother or a younger sister?"

"I like my sister, but shouldn't that be a question for Wang Zhe? He's the older brother." Wang Chran turned his gaze to Wang Zhe.

Seeing that both of them were looking at him, Wang Zhe casually replied, "I'll choose the younger sister."

She was a younger sister in her past life, and she will most likely remain so in this life, even though the timeline has indeed moved forward.

  

He's not sure how much his butterfly effect will change things, but at least for now, things are moving in a positive direction.

Wang Zhe didn't continue the discussion and suggested again, "Mom, even if we don't hire a full-time nanny, we should at least hire a cook. Dad doesn't feel comfortable with you still going into the kitchen."

"Alright, I know. I've already discussed this with your dad. Your grandma will come over once you all start school." Seeing his serious expression, Xu Ying stopped teasing him and knew that Wang Zhe was also worried about her.

Wang Zhe nodded in relief and got up to change his clothes.

Seeing him walk towards the door, Xu Ying asked, "Going out to play?"

"Yeah, I'm meeting up with a classmate." Wang Zhe squatted down at the door to change his shoes.

"I want to go too!"

"Wait while I change my clothes!"

Tian Xiwei and Wang Cheran shouted out almost simultaneously.

Wang Zhe hadn't even finished putting on his shoes when he opened the door and ran outside, putting them on as he ran.

I made an appointment with Zhang Jingyi, so can I bring the other two along?

He couldn't help but recall the scene of their first meeting.

At first, the two were very polite to each other, but after Wang Cheran finished recording the song and climbed on Wang Zhe's back to ask if her singing was good, the conflict began.

The two started to dislike each other. When recording songs, they would nitpick at each other. There were some problems that Wang Zhe didn't even notice, but both of them could accurately find each other's faults, even a slight off-key note.

During those days in the recording studio, Wang Zhe had a headache from all the noise, but it also had its advantages. Perhaps because of the competition between them, the recording quality of the two exceeded Wang Zhe's expectations.

Tian Xiwei and Wang Churan are currently behaving very obediently only in front of Xu Ying.

The two of them kept arguing, and if they ran into Zhang Jingyi again, things would just explode.

……

Wang Zhe arrived at the place he had arranged to meet Zhang Jingyi, looked around, but couldn't find her.

Just as he was about to take out his phone to send a message, a voice rang out.

"Wang Duidui! Over here..."

Zhang Jingyi stood under the shade of a tree and waved to him.

Now that Wang Zhe has over ten million fans, she doesn't dare call him by his real name anymore and can only call him by his nickname.

Wang Zhe heard the sound, looked up, and walked over to her with a smile.

"Little Blackie, have you been waiting long?"

"No, I just arrived too. Where shall we go?" Zhang Jingyi looked up at him as he approached and asked.

"Anything is fine with me. You asked me out, but haven't decided where to go yet?" Wang Zhe pulled his fisherman's hat down even further.

"It's your birthday today, of course I have to ask you." Zhang Jingyi smiled faintly and handed him the drink she had just bought.

Wang Zhe took the drink, took a sip, and casually said, "I've been to all the places in Changsha that I should go. Besides, it's not important where we go, it's important who we go with."

After he finished speaking, he stared intently into Zhang Jingyi's eyes.

Zhang Jingyi thought she was immune to these things, but when she looked into his eyes, her cheeks still involuntarily flushed.

She quickly lowered her head, pretending to think, and then changed the subject, saying, "Are you hot? I'm getting a little hot."

Wang Zhe didn't expose her. These words only worked on Zhang Jingyi. If it were Tian Xiwei or Wang Churan, they would just take advantage of the situation.

"The sun is really strong today. Have you decided where to go?"

Zhang Jingyi calmed herself down and slowly said, "Then let's go to the ancient Kaifu Temple. We're about to be seniors in high school, how about we go and pray for blessings?"

Wang Zhe nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you. You've already thought it all out, why are you asking me?"

"It's your birthday today, so we should at least ask the birthday boy what he thinks." Zhang Jingyi grabbed his arm and headed towards the subway entrance.

Wang Zhe let her pull him forward. After walking for a while, he suddenly said, "Zhang Jingyi."

She turned around and looked at him with some surprise: "Hmm?"

Doesn't Wang Zhe like it when I hold his hand like this?

But that's how it's taught in the book, isn't it?

Wang Zhe shook his head, took a quick step, stretched out his arm and put it around her shoulder, taking the initiative to lead her forward.

"It's alright, let's hurry up and go. I heard the vegetarian noodles over there are pretty good."

Zhang Jingyi, who is 168cm tall, was pulled into the arms of Wang Zhe, who is 186cm tall, and looked like a little chick being held hostage.

She stumbled half a step before catching up with him, then looked up at him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"Wang Zhe, why is all you can think about is food?"

"It's not just about food."

"..."

When we arrived at the ancient Kaifu Temple, it was almost 11 a.m.

There's a saying among worshippers that incense shouldn't be burned after noon, and the two of them arrived just in time. Besides, there weren't many people around, and outside the temple, there were only a few small vendors or fortune tellers.

Zhang Jingyi looked at Wang Zhe beside her and instructed, "When you enter later, you need to use the small door on the left, not the main door. Don't step on the threshold; you have to step over it. Got it?"

Listening to her rambling on and on like a little adult, Wang Zhe couldn't help but chuckle: "I understand, Teacher Zhang."

He paused, then asked, "How do you know so much?"

Zhang Jingyi raised her chin slightly, a little smugly, and said, "I looked it up online, and I asked my mom many times."

"Alright, alright, hurry up and go in. Let's offer incense first, then we'll eat the vegetarian noodles." After explaining, Zhang Jingyi walked towards the small door on the right.

The man sat on the left and the woman on the right, and the two separated as they stepped through the small gate to enter the temple to offer incense.

Wang Zhe took the incense, followed Zhang Jingyi's movements, bowed three times, and then placed the incense stick into the incense burner.

As the wisps of smoke rose, he straightened up and suddenly felt a strange, inexplicable tightness in his chest.

I can't explain why, but I feel inexplicably irritable, as if someone has discovered my secret.

Zhang Jingyi stood to the side, clasped her hands together properly, and muttered something to herself.

When she turned to look at Wang Zhe, she found him staring blankly at the incense burner, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

She walked over and gently tugged at his sleeve: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wang Zhe snapped out of his daze and shook his head gently. "It's nothing. I probably stayed up too late playing games with Li Ran last night and didn't sleep well."

Zhang Jingyi complained, "Did Li Ran drag you out all night again?"

She paused, and seeing that Wang Zhe's expression was normal and there was nothing unusual, she said softly, "Then let's go to the main hall to worship Buddha first, and then go to eat vegetarian noodles, rest for a while, and then go to other places."

Wang Zhe nodded. "Okay, I'll go with you."

The two entered the main hall, and Wang Zhe looked up at the Buddha statue in the hall with its eyes lowered and a smile on its face.

Surrounded by the swirling smoke of cigarettes, his inexplicable irritation not only did not lessen, but intensified.

Wang Zhe took a deep breath and followed Zhang Jingyi's movements closely, wanting only to finish quickly and then escape from this place.