"Brother, I'm leaving. We'll go to eat at 10 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. It's a pity that Brother Yue didn't come this time. I have three of you, Brother Luan."

After talking about the matter, Guo Qiling waved his hand and left the hotel room.

This made Qi Yuncheng think that he just hooked up with him to eat hot pot by talking about the Spring Festival Gala?

What a good guy, there is really no good person who tells crosstalk.

Especially Dalin, he is actually better than anyone else, so how could he get involved in the circle?

However, as soon as he left, Qi Yuncheng really paid attention to it. The Spring Festival Gala is a good platform. Although some of the programs have dropped a little, its traffic cannot be surpassed.

It is impossible to have done anything anywhere.

But it is very difficult to get up.

Now whoever is popular and invites whom, young and handsome guys can perform some embarrassing sketches. You can imagine how difficult the problems involved are.

The only way is to create drum songs and other things and appear in the audience's sight.

In short, just work hard to do this this year, but to put it bluntly, it is nothing more than to pay more attention to the Spring Festival Gala.

It’s best to be able to go up, and there’s no mistake if you can’t go up.

After thinking for a while, Qi Yuncheng had some decisions in his mind, and then he made a video chat with his family and went to bed.

The next day I slept, and after eating something in the morning, I came to Zhong and Dalin and Team Luan to eat hot pot together.

The three of them ate easily, and they didn't drink, they just ate.

After Qi Yuncheng finished eating, he started to take a plane back. Master and uncle were still dealing with the branch territory. It was not that he didn't want to help.

The key is not helpful.

He doesn't understand these things, so the old two can just come forward to consider it.

So I arrived in Yanjing at four or five o'clock in the afternoon. When I returned to Yanjing, I bought some meat to make some red meat for my wife.

He doesn't like to eat fatty meat very much, and his wife and daughter like it.

"Dad, you're back."

As soon as he entered the door, his cute daughter shouted affectionately, and then hugged her legs suddenly.

This small lead sinker is getting heavier and heavier.

Noodles, Jing Jing also came to jump right away.

"I'm back? The shooting at Douxiao Club is still going well? How many episodes will be left in the future?"

“Two more periods.”

"Fast enough, let me see what you bought."

Because Qi Yuncheng was hanging on his legs, it was inconvenient for him to walk around. Song Fu went over and took what he bought for her husband and found that he had bought meat and some delicious snacks.

"What are you going to do for dinner today? Do you want me to make it? I'll be fine with making some fried meat."

"Forget it, I'll make it, and make you a red meat."

"Yes, I haven't eaten this for a long time."

Song Xie quickly put the things aside, put them on the ground, turned his head to look at Xixi, who was still holding his father's legs. The bigger he got, the more he became more and more dishonest, "It's fun, right? If you don't let your father cook, I'll cook for you."

Hearing his mother's voice, Xixi obediently let go of her legs and hands. She still knew how to cook, but it was not very delicious.

Sometimes it becomes salty and sometimes it becomes lighter, and every dish may be a surprise.

At this time, Jing Jing suddenly spoke, but because of excitement, he said too quickly, "Dad #￥% Daxi!"

"What are you saying this?"

He is still a child over one year old. Sometimes he can hear clearly when he speaks slowly, but when he speaks quickly, he will be ambiguous and bald.

However, Xixi understood very well and quickly explained, "My brother said that dad bought a big watermelon."

"How did you understand."

"Xixi understood it as soon as she heard it."

"It seems that you have learned this baby language. Respect yourself and say it slowly."

"Dad, buy it, a big watermelon."

"That's right, I'll buy it for you later."

Qi Yuncheng was satisfied. Although he was still young, he was still talking clearly and was subconsciously cultivating him.

But when he turned around and looked at him, he was curious, "Where is Mom?"

"Mom went back to find my dad. My dad was doing well at home. If she couldn't stand it, she went over to deal with him."

"That's how it is."

Qi Yuncheng was helpless, it seemed that his father-in-law was going to be in trouble.

But hurry up, let's cook first.

It's already time for supper.

So I cut vegetables and packed some dishes in the kitchen, like I usually prepared a lot at home.

When he was tangent, Song Yi came over to see him from time to time, obviously he was hungry and wanted to see how much he did.

"Do you remember the teacher's wife arranged it for you when she started the kitchen? You think it's better to put the range hood here, the dishes and chopsticks there, and the faucet here, but it's all according to your preferences and style."

Qi Yuncheng looked at his beautiful wife and complained.

In front of my husband, Song Yi looked like a child and stuck out his tongue, "Do you care about me, don't you think I'm not delicious? How long will it take?"

"It's almost done."

"Then your beautiful wife will take your two children to wait."

Turning back, Song Yi took his son and daughter to wait.

It will be quick afterwards.

Just stir-fry a few dishes and stew some soup.

The dishes were all done. Looking at the braised pork with a maroon and fragrant meat, Xixi and Song Yi were not polite at all. They sat at the dining table without saying a word and picked up chopsticks. It was obvious that they were very good at eating and enjoying it.

Only the baby son doesn't like to eat it.

"Dad, Xixi is for you to eat."

After eating a few braised pork, Xixi suddenly picked up a piece of meat for her father, but Song Yi smiled while eating the meat chops and sucked the rice, "Your father can't eat fatty meat, it's a waste of your heart."

"No, Xixi is not blind."

As if she was angry, Xixi picked up the meat with her chopsticks again. When she picked it up, she thought she wanted to eat it. Suddenly, she bit her fat meat twice and ate it, leaving only a little lean meat in her father's bowl.

"Dad, you can eat it, Xixi has solved it."

Looking at the lean meat pieces on the white rice in the bowl, Qi Yuncheng didn't know how happy he was, "Why did I feel like I've become a child?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xixi picked up a piece from the plate and took a few bites by herself, putting it in her father's bowl.

After repeated visits, Qi Yuncheng ate four or five pieces of braised pork.

Even in the end, Qi Yun got used to it. He picked up his own pieces and handed them to his daughter's mouth. The daughter also poked her head and bit her bite a few bites, biting her fat.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yuncheng's mouth raised slightly, which was so familiar.

Because I just came to Deyun and didn’t like eating fatty meat, Grandpa Zhang and the others also knew that sometimes they had to cook fat, such as plum vegetable butter, and Grandpa Zhang and the others used chopsticks to separate the fat and lean meat.

The person who separates fat and lean meat for him now is his daughter.

"Oh, Xixi is really worthy of being my daughter."

My husband looked like this, and Song Yi's expression began to be weird, "I'm fascinated by your daughter. I've even chewed apples for you before, don't you praise me?"

"Can that be the same?"

"Why aren't it different? Isn't it all for you to lose your skin?"

"The key is that if you give me the apple peel, I can eat it. I have to chew it clean with my mouth."

"That also shows that my love is not?"

The couple was having fun, and at the same time, Song Yi was also a mother who didn't forget to respect him. He bit the fat and handed it to his son. He was willing to eat it without the fat.

"Sometimes I think that Xixi carries my mold, respect you, logically speaking, respect should be like me."

"Who knows to go?" Qi Yuncheng didn't care about these things. Isn't it enough to just look at the two children?

"Honey, come on, I'll bite you."

Song Yi happily put the lean meat that had bitten off the fat and put it in her husband's bowl. It was nothing if she didn't put it, but Xixi fryed the nest.

"No, no! Xixi bites this meal for dad, and the next meal is the mother."

"Okay, this is still a fight." Qi Yuncheng couldn't stop smiling.

Song Yi had no choice but to say, "Okay, you love your dad, I love your dad, do you know?"
To be continued...