Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Maybe it was because there was no live broadcast for three days, and he didn't react all of a sudden, and walked down the stairs without buttoning his clothes.

Sang Wanzhou glanced at the monitor coldly, grabbed his clothes tightly with one hand, tightly covered the newly exposed abdominal and chest muscles, turned around and walked into the bathroom mercilessly.

There was mourning in the live room.

[Ah ah ah!I just saw my abs and pecs flash by!Would Sang Wanzhou be so stingy!A big man, let me see what's wrong!You don't suffer! 】

【that is!It's really not giving any benefits!I just wanted to take a screenshot!The result is gone! 】

【I got it, I got it!Although only for a moment!But my first reaction was to take a screenshot!I will upload it to the Internet now! 】

Sang Wanzhou packed up his clothes before coming out of the bathroom.

The two of them started their busy day.

Sang Wanzhou first steamed the steamed buns and siu mai, and then began to grind the soy milk with Xiao Fubao, and the other to cup the soy milk.

Matching two by two, 70 cups of soy milk will be ground and packed in no time.

The two carried buckets and mops to the first floor to clean up.

Not long ago, there was a sudden slap on the rolling shutter door, which startled Xiao Fubao.

Sang Wanzhou silently pulled Xiao Fubao behind him, and asked outside the shutter door: "Who is it?"

"it's me."

"And us."

Two familiar voices at the door made Sang Lengzhou hesitate.

Opening the shutter door, Ji Yucheng, Ji Xiaoheng, Song Nanchen and Song Shengsheng stood at the door.

Xiao Fubao was surprised: "Brother Duole! Little padded jacket! Why are you here?"

The two parents let go of their children's hands.

He smiled happily: "I heard that you have restarted the live broadcast. We said that we will help you. The tasks in the last two days should be quite heavy. With our help, it should reduce a lot of burdens, so that you can get on when you are out of stock. Go upstairs to make up."

Sang Wanzhou was also a little surprised: "Then what about your own tasks?"

Song Nanchen waved his hand and took the mop from him: "What is our task? right."

"That's right, don't be polite to us. That incident has had a great impact on you. I'm already very impressed that you can get back together and record the show." Ji Yucheng also echoed.

In terms of age, they were really his elders.

In the past five years, he has gotten used to being alone, and also used to being treated harshly and indifferently by others.

Suddenly, two people were so enthusiastic about him.

On the contrary, he was not used to it.

A warm current flowed into my heart.

He didn't say anything more, he slightly pursed his lips, nodded silently, and said, "Thank you."

After tidying up the first floor, Ji Yucheng and Song Nanchen went upstairs to help Sang Haozhou take down all the steamed buns and soy milk.

Looking at the time at 05:30, there is already a place selling breakfast outside.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" Ji Yucheng looked back at them, "Then I'll go buy some breakfast."

"I'll go too." Song Nanchen stood up.

After all, it is not easy for each family to make money, and Ji Yucheng cannot just pay the money alone, and he has earned a lot in the past five days, so it is not a problem to pay a little more for the breakfast of Sang Lengzhou and Xiao Fubao.