Wang Bao had a good chat with Jiang Wei at the reception later. As he expected, this "Gift" is a real event between him and his father.

It turned out that when he was eight years old, when he was in the second grade of elementary school, for some reason, he suddenly fell in love with music, he fell in love with the piano.

But at that time, according to their family conditions, buying a piano casually, although it was affordable, was considered a luxury.

So Dad made an agreement with him that if he could get the first place in a class exam, Dad would reward him with a piano.

Jiang Wei has been able to study since he was a child, but the best exam is only the third place. So asking him to take the first place, although it is not embarrassing, he is also a little scared.

But in order to buy a piano, Jiang Wei worked hard.

In fact, his grades are not bad, but he is a little careless in the exams, so he has never won the first place. This time, he not only worked hard, but also checked the test paper many times after answering the questions during the exam to ensure the correctness.

So the kung fu is not hearted, and he really came back with a first place.

And his father did not break his promise, and sure enough, he bought him a piano. Although it is not the kind of expensive piano, it also costs more than 10,000 yuan, which is considered a luxury toy.

This idea was in his father's heart, because their family and eight generations of ancestors did not have music genes, so he didn't expect his son to have any success in music at all.

But anyway, on the premise that Jiang Wei promised not to delay his studies, he still enrolled him in a piano class, so that he could be musically enlightened and learn to play the piano.

I don't know if Jiang Wei is a genetic mutation, he is not like the Jiang family, but he is very talented in music. Later, he was admitted to the conservatory, which was very unexpected by his father.

Originally, Jiang Wei wanted to take the orthodox music road, that is, to enter the orchestra in the future, or to be a glorious music teacher.

But since Wang Bao was born, after listening to Wang Bao's songs, Jiang Wei is like grass growing in his heart, just like being a singer. And like Wang Bao, he is an original singer.

In the end, after he talked to his parents, he got the support of his parents and slowly embarked on this path as a singer.

After Wang Bao learned about his situation, to be honest, he was a little envious of him. If his father had supported him at that time, maybe he wouldn't have lived like that in his previous life. And his father will not be angry with him, so he did not see his father in the end.

The two chatted very closely, so they left each other's contact information. And Wang Bao said that the two should communicate more, and if there is nothing to do, as long as they are in the capital, they can go to Wang Bao at any time.

And Jiang Wei was very happy to get Wang Bao's promise, he didn't expect Wang Bao to be such an easy-to-contact warm-hearted person.

After the feast, everyone went back to their own homes and looked for their mothers. Of course, there are people who may have fun doing things after the class reunion, and Wang Bao can't manage them.

Wang Bao was in a hurry to go home to see his son, so he refused a few people who invited him to play with him, and flew back to the capital overnight.

Back at home, Wang Bao simply cleaned up and prepared to go to the hospital. Because Zhang Zichen has been in the hospital during confinement, or in the confinement center of the hospital.

But considering that it would disturb Zhang Zichen's rest in the past, Wang Bao resisted the urge to see his son, took off his clothes again, rinsed casually, and went to bed. But he still set his phone to the alarm clock, afraid that he would oversleep tomorrow morning.

No dreams in the middle of the night!

As soon as the alarm clock rang the next morning, Wang Bao got up. Then I washed up quickly, cleaned up my personal hygiene, and went straight to the hospital.

When he saw Zhang Zichen and his son for the first time, Wang Baoxin was inexplicably quiet, no longer impulsive and impatient, as if the whole world was quiet.

"Are you back? Why don't you take a break, it must have been last night's plane, right?" When Wang Bao came, he was just in time for Zhang Zichen to finish breastfeeding his son. So when she saw Wang Bao enter the door, she asked Wang Bao with concern.

For an old star like Zhang Zichen, who flies around all year round, he basically knows when the plane is going to be there. Especially for the Beijing Airport, it is familiar and cannot be more familiar.

"Well, I arrived in the middle of the night, so I didn't come over for fear of making noise that would cause you two to rest. Speaking of which, although I was anxious to see you two, I unexpectedly slept very soundly, perhaps because who was used to the bed at home. Wang Bao stepped forward and helped Zhang Zichen cover the small quilt on the child's body, and then said to Zhang Zichen with a smile.

At this time, the confinement sister-in-law happened to come back from the confinement meal, and when she saw Wang Bao inside, she immediately said: "Mr. Wang, you are back! Do you want me to go and eat with your wife?"

Although the confinement sister-in-law takes care of the confinement child, it is not the same as a nanny, so she is not obliged to cook for Wang Bao. But the two of them treated her well, so she knew that Wang Bao worked hard, and she didn't mind going to Wang Bao to have a meal or something.

"No need Sister-in-law Jin, I'll just go out and eat by myself in a while. You've been busy all night, so rest too, and I'll just come during the day. Wang Bao knew that it was okay to let Sister-in-law Jin cook, but he was still very considerate and let her rest.

The confinement lady is not a brisk life, and she must pay attention to the children at any time at night, and she can't get much rest during the day, which is very tiring. Although she earns a lot, it is really hard, so Wang Bao will not trouble her where she can.

"Okay Mr. Wang, if you call me for something, I'll be outside. After a few days of getting along, she knew that Wang Bao and his family, although they were big stars, they were real people, so she turned around and went out to rest after she finished speaking.

"Then don't wait, this child will really sleep, you can also go to breakfast." With Wang Bao's help, Zhang Zichen ate the confinement meal, and then asked Wang Bao to go to breakfast.

Wang Bao looked at the situation and did use a lot of himself, so he said: "Okay, I'll go out for a meal and come back in a while, you can leave the dining table and don't move it, and wait for me to come back and clean up." ”

"I know, you go!" As he spoke, Zhang Zichen had already started.

Brown sugar jujube millet porridge, crucian carp grass soup, plus a chicken thigh, and a small mixed noodle steamed bun, this is Zhang Zichen's breakfast. Except for the chicken thighs, which are a little greasy, the others are considered vegetarian. But these things are really very replenishing, especially crucian carp grass soup, which is a milk artifact, which is very useful.

Wang Bao went out for a simple breakfast, and it didn't cost ten yuan in total. Then he went back to the hospital and helped clean up the dining table where Zhang Zichen had eaten.

Some people may think that such a big star, so rich, can't even eat ten yuan in the morning?

This will be the same as that joke, the emperor's family must use a gold hoe, and he must eat white flour steamed buns and meat every day.

In fact, it is not necessarily that rich people are poor and luxurious, and most of the time, they live no different from ordinary people.

Just like the saying goes, there are thousands of fertile fields at home, thousands of mansions, only three feet to sleep, only one bowl of food, and one person to see the square after the death!

"Did you get anything out of this trip?" After Zhang Zichen finished eating, he did not rest, but waited for Wang Bao to come back and chat with him.

"Didn't you watch the news? Oh, yes, you don't have a mobile phone here!" Wang Bao remembered at this time, saying that the mobile phone has radiation, which is not good for children, so Zhang Zichen does not play with mobile phones now.

"I won the Best Album award, which was a bonus. But I think the biggest gain is getting to know a singer named Jiang Wei. This young man is amazing, he is an original singer, not only does he sing well, but he also has a strong creative ability. In short, I think he will have extraordinary results in the future, but it's a pity that he signed it at someone else's house, it's a pity!" Wang Bao really remembered Jiang Wei.

"Oh, it's so good, then you can tell me about this Jiang Wei!" Zhang Zichen heard Wang Bao say this, and immediately became interested. In her eyes, or in the eyes of those who know Wang Bao, Wang Bao is a rare talent.

Now that Wang Bao admires this Jiang Wei so much, it is difficult not to arouse Zhang Zichen's interest and curiosity.

Wang Bao saw that Zhang Zichen was interested, so he told Zhang Zichen everything he knew and his cognition of Jiang Wei.

"Listening to you say this, this Jiang Wei is indeed a talent, and it's not easy to get along!" Zhang Zichen nodded thoughtfully after listening to Wang Bao's words.

"Hey, Xiaobao, you said that Jiang Wei's song was a gift from his father, so when will you give our son a gift?" After speaking, Zhang Zichen's eyes looked at Wang Bao with sparkling eyes, waiting for his answer.

As soon as Wang Bao was said by Zhang Zichen, he really remembered that he really wanted to give his son a gift, a very meaningful and commemorative gift. And he can't be eccentric, he can't just prepare a gift for his son, his daughter who is far away in Nanbang, he should also prepare a gift for her.

But what to prepare?

Money is certainly not suitable, and other toys can be bought at any time. Even those limited edition toys, because they are not made by themselves, Wang Bao always feels that the meaning is different.

"Wife, what do you think I'm going to prepare?" Wang Bao thought for a long time, but he really couldn't think of it, so he asked Zhang Zichen.

"Stupid, what are you best at?" Zhang Zichen felt that the words were all here, and Wang Bao should have reacted.

"I'm the best at cooking, of course! I'm a cook!" Wang Bao heard Zhang Zichen's prompt, and naturally thought that he was good at cooking.

"Oh, I'm really convinced of you! Then you can give your son a stir-fry dish, and then put it on and eat it when he grows up?" Zhang Zichen began to cover his face when he heard Wang Bao finish speaking, with a look on his face Why are you so stupid.

After Wang Bao finished speaking, he immediately reacted, this cooking is a little unreliable. Now that Zhang Zichen said this again, he couldn't react anymore, he was really stupid.

"Yes, I can write a song for my child!" Wang Bao thought that writing a song for his child was really a good idea.

And he instantly thought of several songs written by his father to his children, such as Zhou Huajian's "Kiss My Baby", Wang Leehom's "Dear", Zhang Jie's "Letter to My Daughter", etc.

However, these are all songs they wrote for their children, Wang Bao decided not to plagiarize this time, he wanted to really write a song by himself, and write his feelings for his children into it.