Yang Yike and Xu Wanjia had been busy in the orchard for a day. Xu Wanjia had just made dinner again and was already very tired. She couldn't really help at the moment, so she had to take Yang Yike to talk to Ye Zhenzhen and Lin Qianqian.
Good night, go back to your room and rest.
Lin Qianqian's heart sank when she saw her daughter crying heartbrokenly. She hated Wu Yuerou's actions even more, but because she was in front of the camera and her children, she had no choice but to suppress her inner depression.
There is no way, the most indispensable thing in the entertainment industry is powerful people. Now that things have happened, there seems to be no other way but to swallow this breath silently.
The dilapidated house was filled with the sobs of the little girl.
Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips, and finally her eyes fell on the short legs beside her.
There is always an insurmountable communication gap between adults and children, but it is different between children.
Ye Zhenzhen bent slightly and said softly: "Xiaochen, do you want to comfort Xiaoyu?"
Song Yuchen immediately understood what Ye Zhenzhen meant. He nodded, his white and tender face full of a manly sense of mission, and walked towards Xiaoyu.
Song Yuchen's childish voice was somewhat serious, rigid and inexplicably cute: "Xiao Yu, please stop crying. My mother and I encountered something interesting while selling oranges today. Do you want to hear it?"
When Fang Xiaoyu heard Song Yuchen's voice, her sobs became obviously quieter, but her mouth was still pursed, her eyes were wet and red, and she looked extremely aggrieved.
Fang Xiaoyu's expression was a bit complicated. She didn't understand what was so interesting about working, but she was a little curious about Song Yuchen's words. She pretended not to care and said, "Sell...sell...oranges...what...are there?"
What's the meaning?"
Song Yuchen's tone was mysterious: "As long as you stop crying, I will tell you."
Fang Xiaoyu raised her chubby little hands and wiped the tears from her face. Her crying stopped and her attention was completely attracted by Song Yuchen.
There was no more crying, and Lin Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Zhen Zhen."
If Ye Zhenzhen hadn't come up with this idea, Lin Qianqian really wouldn't have known what to do. She usually spent a lot of time on the set and had little communication with her children, especially when her children sometimes cried and made noises.
If you refuse to eat, you will have no way to coax your child.
Ye Zhenzhen watched Song Yuchen and Fang Xiaoyu chatting happily, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly.
It seems that raising a child is not as difficult as she imagined, and Xiao Yuchen seems to be getting cuter and cuter...
[Ye Zhenzhen is so awesome! I thought I was going to spend the night surrounded by my child’s cries. I was so scared that I almost quit the live broadcast. 】
[I agree with Ye Zhenzhen’s approach. In fact, communication between children is the best way. Children cannot listen to the truth when they are in a mood.]
[By the way, why did Lin Qianqian change houses with Wu Yuerou? Why do you think there is something fishy in it? Who would voluntarily exchange their good house for a shabby house? 】
Under Song Yuchen's comfort, Fang Xiaoyu's mood improved a lot, and she gradually began to feel sleepy. In addition, crying was also very energy-consuming. Fang Xiaoyu soon fell into Lin Qianqian's arms and fell asleep.
Ye Zhenzhen and Song Yuchen gently helped Lin Qianqian close the door and turned to leave.
When the two came out, it was already very late and Song Yuchen was a little sleepy. Ye Zhenzhen squatted down and picked up Song Yuchen effortlessly.
She kissed Song Yuchen's tender face, and her tone of voice was indescribable: "Brother Xiaochen, you have worked hard tonight. What do you want to eat tomorrow? May I reward you with a treat?"
Song Yuchen was confused and seemed a little uncomfortable with Ye Zhenzhen being so enthusiastic.
Especially tonight...
Ye Zhenzhen's behavior really impressed him. Not only was she very patient with Xiaoyu, she also said she wanted to reward him and called him...Brother Xiaochen.
Song Yuchen straightened his face and corrected him seriously: "I'm not a brother." He spoke in an educational tone.
Ye Zhenzhen chuckled and praised without hesitation: "But you are really responsible for comforting other children today, so I think your image in my heart instantly became very tall."
Song Yuchen didn't feel anything at first, but after Ye Zhenzhen said this, the tips of Song Yuchen's ears suddenly turned red, but his heart was filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
This is how it feels to have a mother who cares.
[Ye Zhenzhen is so good at coaxing children! Is this really a vicious stepmother? I don’t believe it!]
[I also support Ye Zhenzhen’s approach. Children should be praised when they do the right thing, so that the child can get the right guidance. 】
[In front of you, you are the trolls bought by Ye Jianjian, right? Who doesn’t know how to pretend? Do you know how she treats her children behind the camera? It’s only been three days, let’s see how long she can keep pretending to be a loving mother!
】
Ye Zhenzhen carried Song Yuchen back to her house, and the first thing she did was to spread the quilt. The two of them had been tired for a day, and soon they met Duke Zhou.
Early the next morning, Ye Zhenzhen washed up and started preparing breakfast. Song Yuchen said before going to bed last night that she wanted to eat noodles, so Ye Zhenzhen picked a few eggs, cooked a few poached eggs and a small pot of noodle soup.
The noodle soup is specially prepared by Ye Zhenzhen, so it tastes extremely delicious, and the aroma gradually fills the room.
Song Yuchen woke up smelling the fragrance of the dough. He squinted his eyes tiredly, and the short black hair on his head was lifted up due to his sleeping posture. He was sitting on the bed in blue pajamas and stared blankly. Before he woke up, he swallowed his saliva.
After Song Yuchen got dressed, washed her face and brushed her teeth, she bravely walked to the kitchen to watch Ye Zhenzhen's cooking skills.
After all, Ye Zhenzhen had a history of bombing kitchens.
Ye Zhenzhen accidentally caught a glimpse of the small figure at the door, turned her head and looked over, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "What? Come and see if the kitchen is still there?"
When Song Yuchen saw the intact Ye Zhenzhen and the kitchen, his frown immediately relaxed: "Do you need help?"
Ye Zhenzhen frowned: "No, it's almost done. Just sit down and wait."
Ye Zhenzhen and Xu Wanjia were selling oranges during the live broadcast yesterday, and their grandmother gave them eggs and vegetables, so they didn't have to worry about breakfast, but things didn't go so smoothly for the other three pairs of guests.
Wu Yuerou had already spent all the 20 yuan given by the program crew yesterday morning. Now she only has a little rice left at home. If she wants to make enough rice for two people, she can only make it into porridge.
But Wu Yuerou was not too worried. She thought that the program team would definitely prepare ingredients for everyone, so she and An Ruilin waited honestly in the house. After a while, An Ruilin couldn't help it anymore and lay down on the bed.
He rolled around and shouted dissatisfiedly: "When can I eat? I'm going to starve to death!"
Wu Yuerou could hold on for a while, but when An Ruilin shouted, her stomach began to growl.
Wu Yuerou, who had not waited for the program team to notify her to pick up the ingredients, changed her clothes and was about to take An Ruilin directly to Xiao Wen. On the way, An Ruilin stopped and looked at Ye Zhenzhen's house: "Mom, their family is nice.
It smells so good, I want to eat it..."
Only then did Wu Yuerou notice that Ye Zhenzhen’s family had already started cooking. Why was no one notifying her when receiving the ingredients? What did the program team mean by this? Special treatment?
Wu Yuerou felt a little angry. She pulled An Ruilin to speed up and continue walking forward, regardless of whether An Ruilin could keep up.
A few minutes later, Wu Yuerou finally saw Xiao Wen's figure. Wu Yuerou, who was very hungry, frowned and asked: "Why does Ye Zhenzhen have ingredients but I don't? Is your program team giving special treatment?"
