The National Girl is Three and a Half Years Old

Standing in front of this dilapidated thatched house, Ke Jingyang was a little suspicious of life.

The surrounding walls of Room No. 5 are built of red bricks anyway, but the roof is covered with a layer of real straw. Fortunately, it hasn't rained in Sishui Ancient City in the past two days, otherwise the whole house would be completely flooded.

…Is there really such a house in this era?

Even if he knew that several cameras were aiming at him right now, Ke Jingyang couldn't laugh at all.

Saw a ghost! Who is forced to live in this kind of ruined house? Who can laugh!

Gu Suisui, who came here with her, realized that she looked at this unusual room No. 5, and exclaimed in her immature little milk voice: "Daddy Ke, our house is so broken~"

you! also! know! Dao! on! it is good!

Ke Jingyang really hates iron but not steel. This little guy is too heartless. She lost the game and got such a dilapidated house. She didn't even react at all just now. Can she still be so excited? !

Okay now, I finally recognize the reality...

However, before the shocked temporary father and daughter had time to recover from the bad news in front of them, another bad news followed one after another.

The staff member walked forward with a task card and said: "At noon today, the program team will not provide you with lunch. You have to do it yourself what you want to eat. Here is our program team for you two. The list of ingredients prepared by this group, because you are the last one in the "two-person three-legged" game, so your group can only choose one ingredient in it."

Ke Jingyang, who has been worry-free since childhood and has never cooked before: "...??!" What? Is the program group planning to let him starve to death with the children?

The program team prepared a total of five ingredients to choose from, they are: white radish, bacon, crucian, tofu, and buns.

Ke Jingyang thought for a while, and decisively chose the last ingredient, the steamed bun.

The staff was stunned and surprised: "Are you really sure you want to choose this?"

Although the white-faced buns were deliberately added by the program group to make up the number, there are better ingredients, and they don't think there will be guests choosing this. And those who have participated in variety shows know that cooking is a good way to attract fans, no matter whether the dishes are good or not, they can achieve good results, but there are not so many shots when squatting on the ground and eating steamed buns.

Ke Jingyang frowned, and said in a depressed mood: "Yes, I will choose white noodle buns." No matter how good the ingredients are, he can't make it. I can't expect this three and a half year old to cook, right?

"Okay, this is the buns you want." After a quick discussion, the people on the show team did not continue to embarrass the "father and daughter" and let them steam the steamed buns by themselves. They were freshly baked. White flour buns.

When Ke Jingyang grew up, it was the first time that he had lived so desolately and shabbyly. He was about to live in a dilapidated thatched hut, but his lunch was still two buns!

Ke Jingyang glanced at a short and thin child next to him, sighed slightly, and simply gave her the two buns from the show group, "eat it, it's all yours."

Gu Suisui shook his head and gave Ke Jingyang the buns he had just given him. He said softly, "Dad Ke, I, I am not hungry now, I will give you all these."

"..." Ke Jingyang did not expect that a child like Gu Suisui would give him the food. What made him even more unexpected was that he would still have a day touched by two buns.

If you had let him know that there would be such a thing this afternoon, when he was on the plane before, he would definitely not sleep all the time and eat nothing. Even further forward, he will not throw all the snacks brought by the little guy into the confiscated plastic box of the program group, but will help her talk together, trying to get the packet of potato chips through the net. stay.

Ke Jingyang stared at the two white-faced buns in his hands and pursed his lips.

It's just two buns, what kind of words are going to come and go?

Besides, he is an adult, he is not short, and it doesn't matter if he eats two less meals. A three-year-old kid can't do it. And he doesn't believe that the show crew really dare to keep them hungry, maybe there will be a big meal in the evening.

This time, Ke Jingyang stuffed the steamed buns directly into her two small hands, and said in a pretentious tone: "Eat all these two steamed buns, otherwise...or I won't give you dinner."

"Oh, good, good qaq"

In this way, Gu Suisui, under the supervision of Ke Jingyang, was forced to eat all the two buns given by the program group.

Seeing that she finally finished eating, Ke Jingyang unscrewed the bottle cap and handed over the mineral water: "Are you full?"

"Well, I'm full." Gu Suisui looked very well-behaved, and her long eyelashes swept over her eyelids, and a shadow fell on her eyelids. Suddenly, she shouted in surprise, "Daddy Ke, I seem to smell the scent of food. !"

"?" Ke Jingyang subconsciously reached out and touched her forehead. He just thought that this little guy was not hungry. The next second, he also smelled a gluttonous meal.

He remembered that it seemed that next to the thatched hut was Room One, where the Qu Mingshan father and son lived.

Gu Suisui has a very good nose. Following the smell of food floating from not far away, she dragged Ke Jingyang around the white wall for more than half a circle, and finally came to the door of a large house.

I saw the sign of the program group "Traveling with Baby" on the sign at the door.

Sure enough, after seeing this conspicuous sign, Ke Jingyang confirmed that he had not mistaken his memory. This is indeed the residence of Qu Mingshan and his son.

Look at where they live!

One residence site can top ten of them, and from the outside, I don’t know how many blocks they have left. This is the house that the real big family should live in! Looking at the thatched house they lived in, Ke Jingyang had no idea what to say!

Ke Jingyang looked down at the eager Gu Suisui child, took her by the hand, and said as if made up his mind: "Go, I'll take you to someone else's house for a meal!"

==

Qu Mingshan, wearing an apron, heard the knock on the door, opened the door and took a look, and found that at the gate of their residence, two people, one large and one small, were standing at this time, all looking at him eagerly.

…What's going on here?

Qu Mingshan didn't know what the other people were doing. After the program team gave him a task card, he started to prepare lunch with the ingredients in it.

After hearing that the two took the last place because of the game just now, they have now fallen to the point where they can only eat steamed buns. Qu Mingshan wanted to laugh a little, but felt that he was not very kind, so he forbeared it. After staying with a smile, he said generously: "What a big deal, our group got a lot of ingredients, you two can come and eat with us."

Gu Suisui's nose moved, smelling the more and more intense aroma of food in the air, excited, and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you, Uncle Qu~"

Qu Mingshan smiled: "You don't need to thank you, just come in. After I get the last bacon and tofu out of the pot, we can start the meal."

Ke Jingyang and the others came at the right time, and Qu Mingshan and his son were about to have dinner.

Putting all the dishes on the table, Qu Mingshan smiled and said, "You guys have a taste of my craftsmanship."

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too hungry. Ke Jingyang thinks that Qu Mingshan’s dishes are simply too delicious, and he praised it without hesitation: "Brother Qu, you can become a chef with your craft."

Gu Suisui took a bite. It was so delicious that his eyebrows and eyes were bent into crescents, and he echoed with him: "It's delicious~"

In addition to these two dishes, Qu Mingshan also boiled a pot of mushroom soup. This small mushroom is a unique variety of the ancient city of Sishui. It is not too delicious to make the soup!

Ke Jingyang drank two large bowls in a row, and ended the battle with unfinished talent. Gu Suisui drank all the mushroom soup in his bowl without wasting a bit.

"If you find it delicious, you can come again next time."

Every cook who cooks is very happy when he sees that his food is popular. Originally, Qu Mingshan was worried that he and his son would be two of them. The program group would definitely not be able to eat so many dishes at once. Now the four people share it together, which happens to be all the CDs.

Qu Mingshan's son, Qu Xiyue, is six years old this year and is a very delicate-looking boy. He looked at the beautiful sister in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "Sister Sui Sui, there is a fruit tree in our yard, do you want to go picking fruit with me?"

In fact, Qu Xiyue has always wanted to find a chance to talk to this beautiful sister. But when there were too many people in the game before, Qu Xi became a little shy, so he didn't dare to come over and take the initiative to play with her. Now that there are more than half of the people, he dared to speak courageously.

Gu Suisui is very fond of the father and son who invited her and Dad Ke to dinner, and now this little brother takes the initiative to ask her to pick the fruit together, and he is immediately happy: "Okay!" (/≧▽≦/)~

In fact, Gu Suisui has been filming in the crew since he crossed over, and he rarely has the opportunity to meet his peers, let alone play with his peers.