From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 411 Big White Rabbit Toffee

But when it comes to Zhang Zifeng and Ye Mingxuan's intimacy, Teacher Huang and Teacher He frowned frequently and whispered a few words to the chief director.

Young people are like this, they wish they could stick together all the time, but Zhang Zifeng's eighteenth birthday has not yet passed, if it spreads to the outside world, it will be a storm, the two children are willing to each other, but they can't fight each other, so what's the matter? The teacher helps out, everyone deliberately guides public opinion, so they have to suppress it.

"Actually, I don't think there is any need to worry. Director Ye is mainly working behind the scenes now, so the impact won't be too great. Xiao Zhang has to pay attention. Although there are few crazy fans in recent years, it's not that there are no. There are many things about love and hate. !"

Du He's situation back then was similar to now, except that he and his wife were both in their twenties back then, the main reason was that his own reputation was not worthy, and nothing else mattered.

"Be careful, Zhang Xiaomei is a good young actress, don't be ruined by Internet trolls."

"Mr. He, you watch here, I'm going to cook!"

Teacher Huang rubbed his nose, children don't know that people are sinister, some people just wait for you to make mistakes.

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Zhang Zifeng was shy, but Ye Mingxuan chatted and joked generously with the villagers. Now that he accepted it, he was ready to face everything. At most, he would quit the entertainment circle, which was nothing compared to the happiness of his family.

"Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, please let me go, Zifeng has a thin skin, if I don't want me, where can I find such a good girl?"

"Don't be afraid, Auntie is a well-known matchmaker in ten miles and eight villages. How can such a handsome young man be afraid that he won't be able to find a girlfriend?"

"Hey~ Auntie, you don't understand this. If you only take one scoop for three thousand Ruo Shui, in this life we ​​have someone who knows the cold and warm and is willing to accompany him for the rest of his life. That's enough!"

Ye Mingxuan simply moved out the stools and chairs. The older people sat first. There are so many people sitting on three or five benches.

There are also many people who are interested in Mr. Huang's cooking and watch outside the kitchen.

The yard and the living room on the balcony were full of melon-eating people, and the program team didn't stop them. If it hadn't just rained and they couldn't go to the fields, there wouldn't be so many people.

"Have you seen our show?"

"Seen."

"Have."

"What show?"

Whether you have watched it or not, Ye Mingxuan greets you with a smile, just chatting, you don't need to watch it, and you can't force everyone to tell lies for the effect of the show, just like this, everyone gathers together, puts out snacks and fruits, and it's lively , Say what you want to say, some questions that seem to be full of maliciousness from the outside world, just ask casually.

"Baby, are you married?"

The old lady in the village looked trembling, but her thinking was very clear. The old lady took out a stack of square handkerchiefs and opened them layer by layer.

"Not yet, grandma, how old are you this year?"

After Ye Mingxuan finished speaking, the old grandma's eyes were confused, and she couldn't hear what she said clearly. Ye Mingxuan said it again loudly.

"This child, scare the old lady, why are you so loud?"

"Grandma, did you do it on purpose?"

"Those who are neither deaf nor blind, the old lady has quick ears!"

After the old lady finished speaking, she muttered to herself, and in the middle of the opened handkerchief were...two big white rabbit toffee?

"One per person, sweet and sweet."

"Thank you grandma!"

Old people are like children, and sometimes they are very naughty. Ye Mingxuan and Zhang Zifeng like this kind of feeling, plain and real.

"It's so sweet, thank you grandma!"

Zhang Zifeng crawled on Ye Mingxuan's back, her round chin resting on the top of Ye Mingxuan's head, hugging his neck, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

"You're welcome, sweet?"

"Uh-huh!"

"This is what the old lady kept when she got married and was reluctant to eat it! It has been preserved for decades."

The old lady has a smile on her face, and the vertical and horizontal wrinkles can't stop the old lady's young heart. Every time she goes out, the old lady will bring two toffees. It's not because the old lady is greedy, but for the children in the village.

Holding the paper of the toffee in his hand, he froze for a moment, and deliberately opened it to see that the production date was last month.

"Grandma, did you get married last month?"

The villagers were overjoyed, it was really interesting to see the old and the young.

The old lady raised her cane and tapped Ye Mingxuan's leg.

"The old woman will be 92 in two months."

"Hey. Are you over 90? Can't tell, I think you are 50 years old at most, and you can live another 50 years!"

Ye Mingxuan picked up a red date from the plate and wiped it on his clothes.

"Grandma, try it, this date is really sweet!"

"No, I can't bite anymore."

The old lady took the red dates, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and put them in her pocket.

"Take it home and feed it to my son!"

"Isn't uncle here?"

Ye Mingxuan asked casually, but the old lady sighed.

"I can't come, I'm sick, I can't get up in bed."

Seeing that Ye Mingxuan still wanted to ask, Mr. Huang covered his mouth and said softly: "Grandma's son is over 60 years old, he has a cerebral infarction and can't get out of bed, so don't talk about it."

Ye Mingxuan's heart was heavy. As a mother, she saw herself being tormented by illness, and she left early, how painful was she?
"Peng Peng, Xiaoxuan is serving dinner!"

Teacher Huang yelled, and Peng Peng threw down the plate and ran into the kitchen quickly.

The crowd began to evacuate, and they went home. It is impolite for so many people to watch people eat. Whether they are eating or watching, they feel uncomfortable. Why don't you cook something for everyone?Go home and try to cook a meal for ten people!
The old lady got up to leave, but Ye Mingxuan hurriedly supported her, and when she patted Ye Mingxuan's hand off, the old lady said dissatisfiedly, "Don't help me, I can still walk!"

Ye Mingxuan was not angry because he really had a childish temper. He followed the old lady to the door and watched the old lady walk around the corner before returning to the house.

Although this meal is a person, Mr. Huang cooked it very comfortably. The earthen stove and the gas stove with two burners fulfilled Mr. Huang's dream of using a gas stove in the show.

Cooking rice in a big pot, cooking on a gas stove, fast and comfortable, a large group of people, surrounded by the coffee table in the living room, the elder brother and sister of the host family take the lead, Zifeng is next to the elder sister, next to Duhe, and on the other side is Zhang Yi Big brother, Peng Peng and Ye Mingxuan each have a small bench.

The elder sister looked okay, but the elder brother was a bit restrained, eating only white rice and almost no vegetables. Teacher He was exquisite and thoughtful, and kept helping the elder brother with vegetables, and kept trying to find a topic to relax.

"I must thank my elder brother and sister for their strong support for this meal. The gas stove is very comfortable to use!"

No alcohol, soft drinks and tea instead.

"Big sister, big brother, I represent the program team, thank you!"

"Thank you, you are filming programs in our village to promote our agricultural products, we have to thank you."

The eldest sister is bold and unaffected, and she doesn't feel any discomfort when facing the camera.

"Brother, does our family mainly grow wheat?"

"No...no, I grow some citrus at home."

"That's good, uncle, aunt, can I bring some oranges and jujubes?"

Ye Mingxuan spoke his heart out, and blurted it out without even thinking about it.

"August oranges aren't ripe yet?"

"I don't have any oranges. I still have a few cans of homemade oranges. If you want them, I'll get them for you."

Hearing the word "canned food", Peng Peng's eyes lit up, and Zhang Zifeng also seemed a little moved.

"Thank you so much, I ate at your house again, ate your dates, and got your canned food~"

"What's this? We don't have anything here, just a lot of oranges, eat whatever you want, who can't order canned food!"

After a meal in the afternoon, the ground was dry, and I still felt a little unfinished, but Zhang Yi Duhe was leaving, so he had to go back to the mushroom house to pack his luggage.

(End of this chapter)