The entertainment industry is sober

The long-distance flight was quite painful. Ni Bingyan got off the plane and saw that the sun was shining outside and it was still daytime, so she couldn't help but yawned.

The large luggage has been checked in logistics, and the valuable and small luggage should be brought back with you first.

The group of four took their luggage and dragged them out. Duanmuli wanted to help her, but Ni Bingyan refused.

"You've worked so hard, go back today and have a good rest, and you'll be in the group tomorrow to catch up. You must be very busy then."

Duanmuli didn't argue with her, she yawned and led the way.

After leaving the station, he was about to pick up the car when he saw Sang Yuan smiling and waving at them.

"It's been a hard journey, so don't drive tired. I'll ask the driver to take you back."

Knowing that Ni Bingyan lived in the same community as him, Wei Shujie and the three of them were not polite, and after a brief explanation, they got into another car.

When their car was far away, the two got on the car and went home.

Sang Yuan got into the driver's seat, saw that her eyelids were drooping, fastened her seat belt, and handed her a blindfold: "Come on, I'll be home after a while."

Ni Bingyan also maintains the habit of talking to him every day abroad, talking to him on the same day when he has something to do, and now there is nothing new to talk about when we meet, so he puts on the blindfold and sleeps obediently.

Including the time on the way back and forth, it took a full week to go abroad this time, and finally landed safely. Ni Bingyan was obviously sleepy, but her spirit was very excited, and she couldn't sleep.

Sang Yuan played soothing light music and sprayed some soothing perfume. The drive was also smooth, but Yayuan was too close to the airport, and she just got a little drowsy when she arrived home.

Taking off the blindfold, he saw that the car was parked at Sang's house. Ni Bingyan didn't say anything, and got out of the car to get the suitcase.

She brought the gift for the Sang family back with her, and she just sent it out later.

Sang Yuan was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he continued to explain:
"You have a cold pot and a cold stove over there. You haven't cleaned it after being away from home for so long. We have prepared delicious food at home. We took Wangcai to play on the big lawn when we were full. By the way, I asked my aunt to go over and watch the housekeeping clean up. Tomorrow If you want to join the group, don’t sleep during the day and go to bed early at night.”

Ni Bingyan often goes out for a long time, and there is no one at home. For cleaning and so on, she always finds a familiar housekeeping company.

"Alright, if you sleep too much during the day and wake up in the middle of the night, you'll be sleepy tomorrow. Now that we're cleaning up, I'll make an appointment with the gardening company to tidy up the garden."

"Okay, do you know anyone?"

"Yes, I bought fruit trees before, and the owner of the fruit tree introduced them. You can see that there are so many fruits at home this year. They are really good."

While the two were talking, Ni Bingyan had already taken out the gift from the box.

After entering the house, I saw Sang Jingwen coming out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a soup basin.

Ni Bingyan put down her things and was going to help, Shui Sulan hurriedly pulled her to sit down:
"Don't move, don't move, this is your uncle's soup, if we touch it, it won't taste good, it must be our fault!"

Sang Jingwen was not convinced: "How could it not be good? You have been drinking it for decades, and now you say it is not good?"

"I mean just in case, in case it doesn't taste good, people make mistakes, horses make mistakes, everything can't be so absolute."

Seeing her son follow his father into the kitchen, Shui Sulan blinked and whispered to Ni Bingyan:

"We are all part of the family. Who can stipulate that a woman must cook and serve the bowl? When we should sit and wait for the meal, we must sit still! Look at you, why are you smiling? Don't laugh! You will do the same in the future Do, understand? Otherwise, we women have to work, have children and take care of the family, how depressed would we be?"

Ni Bingyan was amused by her and laughed hard, but in the end she didn't help, she just washed her hands and sat down with peace of mind.

She listens to the teachings of her future mother-in-law.

Shui Sulan has been looking at her with "a child can be taught".

"This fashion week, I saw some good-looking clothes, and I bought a lot. I was afraid that the size would not fit, so I just bought a set for you. When I have time, we will go to the show together and wait for them to measure. Your size can be customized."

"Okay! Now the Shanghai Fashion Week is doing well, and we will go there later."

"Okay, I'll arrange it later, and I should be able to spare it in a day or two."

The two were talking, and Ni Bingyan told her again: "I'm going to film in Southeast Asia next month. The crew found a relationship and borrowed the manor of a local Chinese rich man. I don't know if the scenery is good."

The rich man Shui Sulan also knew him, and she praised Ni Bingyan, saying that he was very nice, and then smiled and clapped her hands:

"Hey! Speaking of the manor, your uncle and I bought one in Australia a few years ago. Every winter, when the cold is unbearable, and the heating is on and we suffer from rhinitis, we will go there to bask in the sun. This year, if you have time, you must You want to go with us. It’s best to call your dad, and our family will go out and have fun.”

Speaking of her father, Ni Bingyan sighed: "Since what happened last time, my father dare not even take a short-distance flight, let alone go abroad."

From Guangxi Province to Rongcheng, back and forth thousands of miles, people would have to take a car. Thinking about it now, Ni Bingyan still feels terrible.

"He's post-traumatic stress disorder, I think he should see a psychiatrist."

"I'm watching it. I was filming "Soul Ferryman" before, and I almost had a mental problem. After seeing the doctor, I felt much better. If something happened, I took him there. I also kept an eye on it for reexamination."

The two of them chatted one after another, and the meal was served.

"It's not too spicy today, so let's nourish our stomach first."

The boiled fish is sprinkled with knife-cut peppers, dried peppercorns, and garlic slices, and a scoop of hot oil is poured on it with a "prickly" sound, and Ni Bingyan can smell the aroma from a long distance.

Seeing Sang Jingwen bring it up and put it directly in front of her, I knew it was specially made for her. I was touched, but I didn't know what to say, so I could only keep saying thank you.

"Oh, don't talk about this, come, come, let's have dinner."

There were not many times when the four of them sat together to eat, and this time it was also because she had been out working for a long time, and it was to cleanse her up.

"These are made by the chef, only this soup and this little green vegetable are made by me, haha!"

Sang Jingwen didn't pretend to be the chef, and happily introduced the dishes to her.

Sang Yuan knew that his parents loved Ni Bingyan more because they loved him, so he couldn't help laughing while eating.

Today is sunny, it is not good to go out to play immediately after dinner, Shui Sulan wants to watch TV, Ni Bingyan is with her.

As for the other two, Sang Jingwen went to practice brush calligraphy at the water pavilion by the pond, and Sang Yuan had a temporary job to deal with, so he went to the study.

Ni Bingyan has been to the Sang family's multifunctional screening hall many times. Seeing the big TV turned on, she didn't feel restrained, so she found a seat and began to hug Wangcai to comfort her.

Gouzi hadn't seen her for a long time, and he was already familiar with the life of the Sang family. He lay on her lap without making a fuss, and squinted his eyes comfortably when she ran along his hair.

Just as Ni Bingyan thought that this kind of life was good, she saw Shui Sulan press the remote control, and her father appeared on the screen.

"...Hiss~ss~ Dad, eating like this is a bad idea! No one will ask me to act when I get fat, so don't bring me here next time!"

Ni Bingyan was so embarrassed that she scratched her feet.

She had known for a long time that her father was on the show to blow up her material, but Ni Bingyan only knew that he talked about his charity work on the show, and he didn't expect that there was such content.

"Hahaha! Your dad told us a long time ago that the show starts today. I'm so happy to see you back. I almost forgot. Come on, let's watch it together!"

Ni Bingyan could only bite the bullet and "hehe, hehe".

Ni Bingyan lost her drowsiness after watching a talk show. She thought she would be relieved when the show was over, but Shui Sulan turned her buttocks and looked at her with burning eyes:
"Good boy, I knew you were a good person! You have made a career out of yourself, don't forget to give back to the society, and understand the principle of not forgetting the well digger when you drink water. It's really great."

Ni Bingyan was thinking about the phrase "drinking water without forgetting the well digger", and always felt that something was wrong, so Sang Yuan came in with a smile.

After finishing work, he came to find her to go out to play.

Yesterday my daughter made a mistake, so I cleaned it up cruelly, got up early and gave her a beautiful hairstyle, sent her to kindergarten, chatted happily along the way, told her that mother loves you, that's why I taught you with all my heart, not because I don't love you, so I beat you Bottom, I can’t make such a mistake again in the future. She said hello to the teacher very happily, and waved goodbye to me when she turned around, feeling like her heart melted.Thinking that Bingbing has no mother and has never enjoyed such love, I feel so sorry for her, so I wrote Shui Sulan very well and wanted to make up for her.In reality, such mother-in-laws are really rare. If you meet them, you must get along well.