Mr General doted on his sweet wife

It seems that Zhou Zhuo cherishes his family life very much. Even if it is a little too much, there is nothing wrong with it.

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After dinner, Zhou Zhuo washed the dishes and told his son stories until he went to sleep.

He came to the living room and saw Meng Qing reading the script.

He said, "what's good to see?"

"It's pretty good, actually." Meng Qing said with a smile, "do you want to have a look?"

"I have to think about what my son will eat and wear tomorrow. By the way, what would you like to eat tomorrow when I went out for a walk? "

"All right," Meng Qing said with a helpless smile, "Zhou Zhuo, I know you are very good to me and my son, and we are very moved to take care of us in every detail. But life is not just food and clothing... "

Zhou Zhuo frowned. Meng Qing felt that her words were a little too much. She hurt her husband, so she stopped talking and continued to read the script in her hand.

Zhou Zhuo took over and said, "let me have a look."

He looked for a long time, until the time to return to God, found that Meng Qing was no longer there.

He said anxiously, "Meng Qing? Where have you been? "

"Pour you a glass of milk."

Zhou Zhuo was obviously relieved. He didn't seem to have come out of the things that happened six years ago. Once his wife and children were out of sight, he felt a little flustered.

Meng Qing sat down and held his hand: "Zhou Zhuo, you went to see LAN Feng for my son and me. You know LAN Feng's, he has a good eye. The works he shot before are of high quality. Some time ago, we watched together "and the total love", although it is only a TV series, but also has the texture of the film. They are doing things seriously. "

Zhou Zhuo read the play Yao Fei Zhuan and really liked it.

He hasn't filmed for many years, but this script makes him have a kind of ready to move mind.

However, he gave up the idea of leaving his wife and children.

What kind of work, can't compare with wife and children.

The next day, he took the initiative to call LAN Feng, "Mr. Feng, I want to see you."

He took his son to see LAN Feng and Xiao Yao.

"Mr. Feng, take back your script. I won't shoot it. I think the most important thing for me now is to be with my son Zhou Zhuo still refused.

"Mr. Zhou, I'll take you around with you. Can you talk to Mr. Feng?" Xiao Yao said.

"No, my son doesn't like strangers!" Zhou Zhuo refused.

He has always been worried about giving his son to anyone, and he doesn't like his son playing with other children outside.

Living in this small town, all his wife and children are his wife and children.

Xiao Yao looks at the children.

The six-year-old boy is a lively and active age. It is close to the park and has long wanted to run out.

But looking at Zhou Zhuo's eyes, he was just looking out, afraid to speak, knowing that his father was for his own good, he could not bear to hurt his heart.

Xiao Yao insisted: "director Zhou, it would be better for children to play with them. Look over there."

The children there have become a pile, running around together, do not know what is running, chasing what, but is very happy.

Zhou Zhuo's son's eyes are about to fly out, and finally with a cry, said: "Dad, I want to go. I want to play with them over there