Chapter 961 961. Clip sound
The camera relayed this watermelon, and everyone couldn’t stop laughing!
Yu Yan also asked him: "Didn't you buy it later?"
The cameraman sighed: "Forget it, I muttered a few words, and the child said to me: 'Dad, you have to have lunch every day when you go home, and mom can't even grab the watermelon!'"
The cameraman was speechless: ...what, did your dad have a problem with his lunch?
Brother Li laughed loudly: "Then this is really not a problem with the child, it's just that you are delaying others from grabbing things..."
Having been a colleague for so many years, the cameraman had a habit of being too lazy to eat during lunch. He would rather not eat if he couldn't take care of his work. If he did, he would have to eat for more than an hour!
He is inconspicuous to outsiders, and he is a chatterbox in front of his wife, and his words are sensational. His child is six or seven years old and is still clingy!
Yu Yan listened and suddenly became greedy: "When my child was half a year old, my mother made me fish soup. She said she bought fish from someone else's pond. It was really expensive, costing 40 per catty. ! It’s the local crucian carp!”
“But I have to say, it’s so fresh and delicious…”
She sighed, remembering what she said to her mother: "How can you buy things like this? All the neighbors in the community believe it! When I go to other people's fish ponds and see them buying dozens of fish, you will also buy dozens..."
What’s the end?
I have to say, it smells really good!
Only the assistant who just joined the company this year was confused: Just...she knew that their consumption in Yuncheng was high, but was it already so high? !
Here, only the seventh cousin of the old Song family got up and came over.
His wife was washing and drying herself at home. He opened the courtyard door with familiarity. He first looked at the big and small kittens in the cathouse in the corner. He couldn't help but squat down and pet them. Then when he saw no one around, he whispered in his throat:
“Ouch, little baby, the fire room is closed, right? Is it cold? Don’t worry, I’ll light the fire later... Why do you want to eat small fish?”
The last few words were simply a magic spell. I saw a few cold cats suddenly become soft and soft, and even their voices started to purr. Instantly, their tails were raised high and their bodies were slightly arched, rubbing against his legs and rolling around...
The seventh cousin's heart melted.
The next moment, he opened the door of the fire room: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll put on the fire first, and then dry the fish again later, otherwise it won't be crispy after being left for a long time."
In the small house, the temperature rose quickly after the flue heated up. The seventh cousin counted five dried fish one by one and put them on the stove. Then he washed the rice, prepared vegetables and mixed the batter...
When the rice was boiled and bloomed, the old Song family got up one after another. When Song Sancheng opened the fire room, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed:
“His cousin, look how embarrassed you are, I have troubled you to light the fire this morning...”
They didn't have this request, but during this period, the seventh cousin came and took the initiative to light the fire, which made Song Sancheng feel a little embarrassed.
The seventh cousin said cautiously: "My family, whatever kind words you say, it's just a matter of convenience - by the way, I put the cat in, is everything okay?"
What could happen if the cat goes in? Song Sancheng didn't care at all: "They are afraid of the cold. The fire room is comfortable, so just come in..."
After thinking for a while, he added: "I wasn't allowed in at first, but these silly cats jumped directly onto the stove and burned their feet..."
The seventh cousin nodded, then asked again as if nothing had happened: "Yesterday I said that the interviewer would come to shoot breakfast. Do you think this will work?"
Song Sancheng took a look: golden and white sweet potato porridge, crispy and fragrant scallion egg pancakes in the pot next to it, and a plate of mixed shredded radish...
“I wish I could have bought the car earlier! It doesn’t even look impressive on TV…”
At half past seven, when Zhang Yanping also stretched out and went downstairs in pajamas, Song Tan also received a call from the other party, saying that he would be in the village soon.
Seeing Zhang Yanping taking the cake and starting to eat it, Wulan couldn't help but said to him: "Why don't you change into serious clothes? What are you wearing?"
Zhang Yanping was confused: What does it look like?
Looking down at yourself again, you can see that the ordinary dark blue plush home clothes are the same style worn by thousands of people!
He nodded and ate the pancake in three or two bites while washing his hands and getting ready to change clothes - well, in the village, if everyone doesn’t tidy up when they go out, they are like bastards... In fact, if you look at the urban area, how many people are wrapped up in their clothes? The pajamas are swinging back and forth!
When he went downstairs again, he saw a very well-dressed reporter looking up at him in the living room as soon as he stood at the top of the stairs.
For a moment, the other party’s face turned a little pale.
Then Yu Yan subconsciously took a step back and covered the camera with his hand: "Don't shoot this, it won't pass the review!"
After thinking about it, he gave Song Tan a hard smile and said, "Just...this...is this person invited by your family? It's not necessary. I feel like..."
Zhang Yanping: ...He is so angry! He is a good citizen! !
Song Tan couldn't help but look at Zhang Yanping - he was over 1.8 meters tall, a hundred and eighty-year-old muscular man, and dark...
“Ahem,” she introduced in a low voice, “This is my cousin Zhang Yanping.”
After a pause, he added: "Despite his fierce appearance, he is actually very kind to me. After graduating from 211 University, he just wanted to help me stay in the village..."
“Really?” Yu Yan’s eyes lit up—“Sister Beloved” is also a hot element now! Especially since the other person looks like someone from the underworld, the contrast is even stronger!
She quickly took two steps forward: "Mr. Zhang Yanping, can you tell us about the brother-sister relationship between you and Song Tan? Was it your childhood feelings that drove you to give up your future to help her?"
Zhang Yanping: ...What kind of brother-sister relationship? When he was a child, he would come to the village to stay for a while during the winter and summer vacations. But when a boy was a child, how could he care about playing with little girls?
As for giving up the future...please, wouldn't it be nice to just lie down? What future do you want?
But he is also wise. At this moment, his eyebrows are as soft as possible and his voice is firm:
“I stayed in the village, partly because I wanted to help her, but also partly because I knew she would succeed.”
“I have not given up on my future. After all, cities and rural areas are vast areas with a lot to do—who said there is nothing to be done in the village?”
Yu Yan: ...very positive energy and no explosive points.
But it’s okay, I still have to edit it when I go back, and no one will watch it, so if it doesn’t make a splash, it won’t make a splash.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension she felt just now gradually disappeared, and now she laughed: "Don't be formal, we have to edit when we get back, so don't be afraid of anything inappropriate, just feel free to do it."
The cameraman also nodded: "Yes, the more casual, the more effective it will be. We don't even have a script, so we just do whatever we usually do, and we can do whatever we do now."
Ulan thought for a while - usually, don't you usually have breakfast at this time?
She then asked: "Have you had breakfast? Didn't you say you want to pat it? Come on, let's have some together!"
Update 2, good night. I tried hard tonight but failed.
My mother was dancing square dance in front of the TV in the living room. I didn’t know until then that there was an app for square dancing...
(End of this chapter)