Chapter 458 I’m so hungry that I want to eat his hand!
Author: Ruoli
From the time Song Jinze entered the room to the time he came out, it only took about a quarter of an hour.
But the barrage in the live broadcast room has never stopped. You must know that among the four groups of families in the live broadcast room, only Xu Wanjia and Ye Zhenzhen are the most popular.
[Ah ah! Why did Mr. Song come out so quickly? 】
[Mr. Song, are you okay? Didn’t you say you were sleeping? You came out so soon, why are you on the plane? 】
[Sister Zhenzhen is the same. Such a top-notch man can actually let him out after entering the room. Wow!]
[By the way, what are you feeling sorry for? What our president originally said was to let Ye Zhenzhen go in and rest.]
Secretary Zhang was stunned when he saw the CEO coming out of the room. So, did he misunderstand the CEO?
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In the evening, smoke curls up from the villages in the countryside, and everything is filled with smoke and smoke.
Xu Wanjia and Director Yang were busy taking over the work of making tofu at the landlord's house, and had just sent away the last villager who made tofu.
There are many villages around, but the one where Xu Wanjia lives is the only one that makes tofu. In addition, the TV series Xu Wanjia starred in before are quite well-known, so most of the people who make tofu in the afternoon are fans of her drama.
Xu Wanjia smiled and said, "Then wash it quickly, it's greasy and smelly."
Dad’s hands are smelly and black, so you must not let him do it!
Song Yuchen nodded, "Okay then, I'll go back and help my dad too."
He quickly came to his father's side and looked up at him, "Dad, can I help you?"
While the little guy was talking, he came closer to his father, looked at it carefully, then pinched his nose and said, "Hey, it smells so bad, Dad, you are a big smelly monster!"
Before leaving, he asked Yang Yike, "Sister Yiyi, I want to go home to eat noodles, do you want to come with me?"
The house where Yang Yike lives is not far from their house. After leaving the yard, walk straight for a while and turn right. Song Yuchen is very clear about the route.
After hearing Xiaochen's refusal, Yang Yike started to smile at Director Yang, "Dad, do you want your brother to eat smelly lotus root soup at our house at night?"
Xu Wanjia was a little worried, "Xiaochen, wait a minute, aunt will take you back."
Xu Wanjia walked out of the house and couldn't help but laugh when she saw Director Yang looking slightly embarrassed, "How did you do this?"
[Ahhh! Xiaochen, Xiaochen, are you afraid that your sister Yiyi will drink the smelly lotus root soup, so you invite her to your house to eat instant noodles? Hahaha!]
"dad!"
[Doesn’t anyone think these two little guys are a perfect match?]
[Hahaha, Xiao Yiyi’s little breast sound is so cute and adorable]
The bucket he was carrying had been used for too long and was old. Before the black, dirty water could be poured out, the bucket broke, leaving Director Yang's shoes and hands everywhere.
"No, just stand next to me and don't cause any trouble."
At this time, dad should also start cooking dinner.
Director Yang may not be very good at other things, but he is still very good at making soup.
Yang Yike thought for a while and then shook his head and said, "Thank you, brother, I won't go. I want to help my mother make dinner later!"
"During the lunch break, you kid made all the trouble. Didn't you take a nap in the afternoon?"
But Song Yuchen still remembered to go back and try the instant noodles his mother bought for him. He immediately shook his head, "Thank you, uncle and aunt, I'd better go home and eat."
The earthen stove in the kitchen looked covered in cellulite, and Director Yang washed out a large bucket of black water.
"dad!"
Song Jinze frowned slightly, thinking about how to cook this noodle.
"This bucket is out of use and broken!" Director Yang expressed his helplessness.
"Look, dad's hands are full of black stinky water that can't be washed away. Wouldn't it also turn stinky when he makes soup?"
Turning around, Xu Wanjia asked Song Yuchen again, "Xiaochen, aunt is making dinner now. Can you have dinner with your sister at aunt's house tonight?"
[These two little kids are really laughing to death, Song Yuchen, you are really a good brother!]
[A little bit, a little bit, there is a small CP inner taste! 】
Song Jinze didn't even look back, and returned with a warm voice, "Not yet, I'll go after dinner."
Director Yang was rinsing at the water basin by the well and said, "Xiao Chen, we will eat at my uncle's house. My uncle will make pork ribs and lotus root soup in the evening, and he and his sister will drink the soup here."
The little guy said nothing and smiled politely at Xu Wanjia and Director Yang, "Uncle and aunt, see you tomorrow."
He remembered that when buying noodles in the afternoon, Zhen Zhen said that there was no need to cook all the instant noodles in the evening, so they also bought some dry noodles in the supermarket. What is the clear ratio of instant noodles to dry noodles?
"Where's mom?"
"No need, Auntie, I know the way. Just go ahead and get busy. I'm leaving!"
"Well, brother, please be careful on the road."
Because he thought of her father's dark and greasy hands when he was at sister Yiyi's house just now. Sister Yiyi said that the cooked food might be smelly.
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Xu Wanjia frowned and asked with a smile, "Yiyi, why is it the smelly lotus root soup? The lotus root soup made by dad is delicious!"
The little guy stretched his little neck and sniffed the back of Song Jinze's hand carefully. It seemed that there was no stinking smell!
Not at all!
[Director Yang: Another day of being mercilessly laughed at by my precious daughter! 】
Song Yuchen chuckled and nodded sheepishly, "Well, because I miss my dad!"
He just wanted to help his father, he had no other intentions, absolutely nothing.
The little guy walked into the kitchen and saw his father unpacking instant noodles.
Song Yuchen only remembered when he got home that he wanted to ride a bull today and had forgotten about it when he was playing with sister Yiyi just now.
"do what?"
"Dad, have you gone to lead the cow to drink water?"
Yang Yike, who was playing with Song Yuchen in the yard, saw it and exclaimed, "Oh, daddy, your hands and feet are all black, you have turned into a big monster! Hahaha!"
After Director Yang returned home in the afternoon, he saw Xu Wanjia helping the villagers make tofu, so he started to clean up the kitchen. The owner of this house was almost sixty years old. He was usually busy with business and probably didn't have time to clean up.
And his father seemed to have shoveled smelly cow dung in the afternoon...
The little guy's voice is sweet and his laughter is as contagious as silver bells.
Yeah! Yeah!
The moment he saw Song Jinze's knuckled hands taking out the noodles from the instant noodle bucket, the little guy's ecstatic heart suddenly stopped.
The smile on Director Yang’s face turned very helpless!
Song Yuchen's bright black eyes lightly glanced at Director Yang's unwashed hands and his black feet. At this moment, he smelled the sour smell carried by the wind...
The cow daddy in the cowshed smelled very bad, but my father's hands still smelled good.
Song Jinze raised his hand to push his son away, "Song Yuchen, are you hungry?"
Song Yuchen shook his head, "No!"
"No? Then you smell my hand?"
He had never looked at this little guy directly before. After being called daddy so frequently, he still acted like this, which made him wonder if this guy was hungry and wanted to eat his hand!
